The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 82: 1 minute (top)
When the dl26 No. 2 unit slowly landed at the meeting point, a tense temporary combat meeting was being held in a temporary bunker 1,500 meters away. The meeting was presided over by a noble Alphaga caste, ghost. The top person in charge of the "gold mine" department on the right hand, no one knows her exact name. This moody woman does not like others to spy on her privacy, and only lets people call her "Mrs. A",
"I just received news from listeners that Ghost finally made a **** decision. The reinforcements of silver mine, copper mine, and iron mine will not arrive. They have more than the **** Central African battlefield. Important tasks must be performed.” Looking around the audience, Mrs. A said coldly. She was wearing tight jeans, cowboy boots and striped shirts, and wearing a large Texas-style hat. She looked like a tourist in Africa. American tourists, but the forty ghost cadres present all buried their heads deeply, lest their eyes offend Mrs. A’s overly sensitive nerves. The three ghost leaders, the ghost, the silver spirit, and the phantom, did not come forward to take charge of the management work. Mrs. A is the actual soul figure of the entire organization. She is about forty years old, of medium build, stalwart breasts, and some slight freckles on her face. She is usually a woman who loves to laugh and drink and gets along well, but she has an elusive weirdness. Personality, one second toasted and talked about the transfer situation of major league baseball, the next second he dug out the eyes of the people around him, while reading out the crime committed by the victim, while throwing **** eyeballs into the tequila I drank the glass in one sip, and continued to talk about baseball nonchalantly, but at the same time I moved my eyes with my tongue and turned around in my mouth.
No one dared to disobey her, not only because of the unbreakable caste system of the ghost right hand, but also because she is the person with the highest synchronization rate in the entire organization, the hope of the ghost in the future,
"There are three more Alphas coming from Morocco, but they can't keep up with this **** ball." Mrs. A suddenly laughed, her full chest falling together: "If I happened to be performing in the **** Algeria Mission, maybe you're still in a hurry on the **** plane right now, listen, **** trash, our people are trapped in an underground bunker, I don’t know if it’s dead or alive, and the candidate is also in it. , The listener’s instruction is'protect his life at all costs', do you understand the meaning of this sentence."
"Yes." the ghost warriors replied,
"Then why didn't you go in yet, what are the people who arrived before me?" The woman suddenly stopped her smile, her eyes penetrated the crowd and shot towards the outside,
There was a commotion around, and someone whispered: "When we arrived, the Chadian bombardment had not ended. There was no way to start ground operations, and several entrances to the bunker were blocked by the ruins of the building, and blasting operations were in progress. Among them, Mrs. A, reported that the three-proof isolation door in the passage has been lowered. Without professional equipment, it is impossible to cut those high-strength metal doors."
"Okay, very reasonable." Mrs. A jumped off the broken table, walked through the crowd to the speaker, and patted the top of his head with her hand: "Von Bettagen Silvermine, I fully accept your explanation. "She squeezed the man's cheeks, turned the other person in one direction, and pointed out her hand: "Hey, look over there, even if the listener doesn't remind me, I can feel it, the **** Brotherhood chores are here, this time it's not a small one. , But the real big fish... If these choppy pieces break into the bunker, the candidate will be completely ruined. Now do you know how to do it."
Von Silver Mine tremblingly took out his pistol, "I, I know, but those people, are those people you said are the sons of gods of the Brotherhood? I'm just an intelligence officer, and the synchronization rate is only the highest. It’s just one category, I, I can’t fight them head-on..."
Mrs. A laughed innocently: "No, who said that, every ghost has a chip that the Phantom has personally improved. It's just that you scumbags didn't realize your potential... This is a parting for you. Gift, don’t die too worthless, dear Beta minus."
Von Silver Mine suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind, he couldn't help but stumbling forward a few steps, leaving the area of the temporary shelter, unknown force drove him to move forward, and walked forward without looking back. Every time he took a step his body temperature rose a little, and some strange heat in his blood made him feel faster and faster. He unbuttoned his shirt, took off his bulletproof vest, dropped his pistol and magazines, and his skin appeared white. Qi, like a locomotive with increasing power,
Mrs. A turned to face the ghost warrior, and said loudly: "The waste woods, the big men of the Brotherhood are close at hand, and there is only one mission: rush to kill them, you will die, no one will survive, Including myself, but our death is not worthless. We will go to that eternal place of tranquility and find the eternal peace that listeners have said. This **** world is too bad, don't you want to breathe? Can you hide in the doghouse with the turbulent air for a few more days?"
"No, ma'am." the ghosts shouted,
"I still gave my **** life for my ideals."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Very well, rush over, you will get my blessings, you guys, no tactics, no formation, drop your weapons,...go."
Mrs. a stood at the door of the bunker, high-fiving every ghost warrior who rushed out of the house. Her right arm was rolled up with a shirt sleeve and her wrist was covered with tattoos. If she had eyes that could see through the human body, she would be able to spot that one. Alienated biochips are hidden in her right elbow joint, and countless tentacles fill every inch of the gap between bones and muscles, wrap around blood vessels and extend to the palm of her hand, transforming into a complex biological aggregate in the palm of her hand. When she touches another person’s skin, her tentacles emit strong bioelectricity through the palm of her hand, directly stimulating the biochip in the other person’s body,
The current overloads the chip instantaneously, and the operating speed increases dozens of times. At the same time, it starts to burn itself. In a short period of time, every ghost warrior can break through the threshold and obtain the ability to "reversely descend" without self-guidance. Without the help of the listener, this is the special ability of the "gold mine" Queen Lady A,,, the catalyst for the ability to summon other worlds,
Dozens of ghost cadres rushed to the enemy’s location. All of them have castes above gamma and have the appropriate synchronization rate to be activated. They are all the combat power that ghosts can mobilize at present. No one knows this suicidal attack. What kind of results can be achieved, but Queen a understands that this will be a terrifying battle that has never appeared on earth, a battle between the son of God as a new human and a mortal who masters the magical ability of another world.
"Do you want to help." She glanced at the three remaining people in the room.
"No more."
These three men are the holders of the highest caste "Alphaga": a pair of twin brothers dressed as students in their early twenties, and a pediatrician with a big belly and a white hat. The two brothers looked at each other , Walked out of the bunker at the same time, "Is it possible to fight against the brother-in-chief." When passing by Mrs. A, the two asked in unison,
"Who knows, but the listener accurately locked the position of the speaker for the first time. Because of that useless candidate, the big men panicked and exposed their whereabouts. This is the best opportunity, right." I lost a fruit hard candy in my mouth,
"We don't even know the identity of the speaker, what should we do if we don't recognize him." The pediatrician shrugged sadly,
Mrs. A laughed and said: "When you are killed, I will naturally recognize him."
"Do you have to die? Who knows if the quiet place exists, or is it a guise that the phantom made up to deceive us..." The pediatrician shook his head, the fat on the cheek dangling,
"If you want me to say it, it must be a **** lie." The woman chewed on the candy and spit out a **** scum. It turned out that it was not a hard candy, but a green glass. Zhu, "But let us enjoy so many years, it's time to pay off the debt, Dolittle, don't those **** little girls in your basement all let the silver mining department..."
The pediatrician sighed, shook his head and went out,
Von Bettagen Silver Mine is running through the ruins of the city. His blood is boiling, and his brain is boiling. The biochip hidden in the kidneys grows wildly, pumping twisted tentacles and amazing heat to every body. In the corner, the man screamed and tore his jacket, let the wind blow on his hot chest. The hot wind mixed with gunpowder did not bring him the slightest coolness. He couldn't stop. Once stopped, the boiling urge in his body would let the wind blow on his chest. He exploded with a sudden explosion, leaving the ruined walls and tired corpses behind him. Through the collapsed shack of the slums, Von Silver Mine saw a few small shadows, the shadows of enemies,
"Ah,..." He couldn't help but roared up to the sky, spraying a puff of black and red blood from his mouth, kicking the ground with a kick, and leaping up, his muscles propped up his clothes, his pupils changed colors, and the "world" came to him. The air occupies his body, it is the first time to see this legendary world with my own eyes,
He has never seen such a world. The sky is black, with fire-breathing monsters roaring in the air; the ground is crimson, the fire is burning in the ruins of the strange city, and the smell of the air makes people want to disgust, the body It's so strange again, he hates this thin and soft body,
It took him half a second to understand where this is. Just now, he received a message from the listener, and the listener conveyed the instructions issued by the silver spirit: every ghost right-handed combat member must be ready to be Summon to enter the "first world" and fight desperately for freedom,
He didn’t know the news about the server maintenance, or how the quantum computer extracted the personality from the clock-turned database. He didn’t know that one minute here was equivalent to 6 hours in that world, let alone this one. What is the name of the original owner of the body,
He only knows that the blond man in front of him is the enemy, he wants to fight,