"How many ...... Hundred ......?" Qi Feng felt that his neck was a little stiff, and stared at Mo Ding to confirm again: "You mean there are hundreds of Wocha people?...... That is...... Almost a battalion of troops?"

"Hmm...... More or less, a battalion, or a reinforced battalion? The deviation will not be too great...... Don't worry, the number of people will definitely not be thousands......" If it weren't for Mo Ding's serious face, Qi Feng would definitely think that he was playing cold humor.

"Ahem, ahem...... Wait a minute......" Taking a deep breath, Qi Feng steadied his frightened little heart, "Don't you think this number is a bit too exaggerate......d?

The main thing is that you're Mass Effect here! It's not Three Kingdoms!

If you mow the grass here, don't say anything, let's pick up the gentian gun and throw it on our arms! Why is it a gentian gun...... Aren't we Zhao Yunfen? Just a few hundred people, a matter of minutes. If you don't come to beg, we won't come back!

Can...... The problem is that this is not the era of cold weapons...... Qi Feng just thought about the rhythm of hundreds of muzzles, the rate of fire of several rounds per second, and the rhythm of being beaten into a sieve at this beginning--no matter how scum those Wocha people were, no matter how bad the grade of the guns was, and how floating the marksmanship was, there was no suspense in taking a hundred and eighty rounds by himself with such a few thousand rounds swept over-not to mention the shield, it was absolutely instantaneous...... Unless you can carry a shipborne shield on your own.

"Number of people?" Mordin raised his hand: "NONONONO, THE NUMBER OF PEOPLE IS NOT A PROBLEM......"

Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Old Mo Ding should be confident like this...... It is worthy of STG's former ace veteran agent Serarui retired 007 - although he looks a little stumbling...... Come to think of it, this is not only a former elite agent, but also a very powerful biochemical science expert - even Sister Xue has to recruit a guy, it's really not easy!

Qi Feng hurriedly humbly asked: "Is there any good way?"

"Method?" Mordin glanced at Qi Feng: "Oh...... No. I want to say yes. Compared to their heavy firepower, the number of people is really not a problem - they have at least a few dozen individual rockets - this I estimate, they came to attack the clinic the other day, although I took advantage of the terrain and the faster mobilization of troops on the inside line, and barely held most of the position, but their heavy firepower is really a headache. I lost a lot of mechs......"

Qi Feng: "......"

A reinforced battalion with dozens of bazookas...... Qi Feng still knows a little about the power of the bazooka in this plane, to put it simply, with the level of his N7 military shield, blocking a shot head-on is basically just right...... Broken shields. Dozens of salvos? this firepower...... Qi Feng felt that the small shipborne shield might not be good......

Mordin was still there gushing all kinds of information on tactical targets, but Qi Feng pulled it aside and stupidly looked at the various medical equipment and instruments around him and the little fox of all kinds of strange aliens.

“...... Let's go home. Gotta go back and put the TV up first...... I remember that there was La Liga at night and I didn't know the Bundesliga...... Anyway, you must like it, the last time you watched only ten people grab a ball, this time there are more than twenty people to grab one...... More lively......"

The little fox nodded ignorantly: "Okay!"

Qi Feng pulled the little Lori and was about to leave. What are you kidding, I'm not here to be cannon fodder. This kind of mission to die, if you don't have a protagonist halo on your head, you have no chance at all......

Ahem, anyway, I guess the galaxy can't be destroyed because of such a side quest......

Although he has a lot of resurrection medicine on his body, he has to keep the whole corpse first...... In the face of a pile of ashes, whether it is Tianxiang Life-Renewal Dew or Soul Rejuvenation Incense, it is estimated that there is nothing to be done and you have to take a break. In short, I don't go. It's really not good, Mordin can wait for Xue Pad, Sister Xue comes in person, as the protagonist, she will definitely be able to handle it...... The sky is falling, and the top is high. Besides, with Sister Xue here, does Qi Feng believe that this galaxy can still explode? Well, let's go......

Qi Feng's reaction was completely unexpected by Mo Ding, and Uncle Mo Ding was stunned for a while until Qi Feng was about to walk to the door before he reacted, this is to pick a pick......

"Hey. Wait!"Mordin, probably the first time he had seen such a wayward field agent, had magically only said one sentence, or less than ten words!

Qi Feng turned around and shrugged his shoulders: "This is called love can't help, and it's also called manpower is sometimes poor, and people have a heavy firepower reinforcement battalion." You're going to let me pick them up alone? Forget it......"

Mordin smacked his lips: "I didn't let you go alone." Aren't you a field agent for Cerberus? Don't you have any backup support or anything like that? I remember that your Cerberus special operations forces are quite elite and not lose to the STG......"

"Huh?" Qi Feng turned around after hearing this, pinched his chin and thought about it, and then realized that he didn't know as much about the person he worked for, Cerberus, as well as Mordin, an outsider. Speaking of which, there is nothing left between his contact with Cerberus except for the electronic contract he signed last time and the 200,000 star coins in his account...... He and Mordin are both temporary workers, the difference is that he joins the company half a day early......

If he didn't believe in the protagonist of Sister Xue, Qi Feng couldn't even be sure if this person named Cerberus was a leather bag company, after all, he had seen two or three of their employees...... hastily signed an employment contract, and began to pull people for the company's development offline...... Ahem, you say we're also the savior team of the galaxy, right? Why do you look like someone else is doing a pyramid scheme?

"Ahem......" Qi Feng cleared his throat and hid his embarrassment, indeed, no one let himself go alone...... This is Qi Feng's own inertial thinking caused by being unorganized and undisciplined...... That's right, don't we still have an organization if you have difficulties, you have to contact the organization immediately!

After signaling to Mo Ding, Qi Feng walked to a secluded place, cut out the universal tool, and hung up the phone for Sister Xue...... I just don't know if Sister Xue is online now......

"Dudu ......" Qi Feng complained while listening to the busy sound, why can humans cross the galaxy here, but there is not even a ringtone...... At the same time, I wondered if I could find a way to replace the beep of this electronic sound in my universal tool with the most dazzling wind style, so as to deter these 23rd century interstellar turtles.

"Qi Feng, hello! This is the ...... of the Normandy" Finally, a young female voice came from her ears, but it didn't sound like Sister Xue......

"Where's Sister Xue, isn't it?" Qi Feng was secretly unhappy in his heart, this was too disrespectful, and he actually left me a secretary to transfer the phone...... Hey, Protagonist, I'm a cross-section, you know......

Xue ...... Sister?" It may be the first time that the other end of the phone has heard this kind of name, and he has been stuck for a long time, and then Qi Feng felt that the voice dropped by at least five degrees Celsius, "If you are referring to Commander Shepard...... She's not there. Now that the Normandy is staying in Irim, Commander Shepard has gone to find Leana......"

"Liana?...... This name is a little familiar......" Qi Feng scratched his head and thought for a moment: "Oh! I remember, Liana, that Blue Sister, Ashali, the daughter of the rebel patriarch, Sister Xue, that old man of hers......"

Qi Feng suddenly started running the train in his mouth, so he didn't have a brake...... By the time I realized it, it was too late, and sure enough, it exploded after a quiet while: "@#¥&*...... I don't allow you to slander Commander Shepard! Master Shepard is just going to work! No one is allowed to rob me of Sister Xue'......."

"Ahem......" Qi Feng gouged out his ears, it was so loud just now that the nerves in his ears trembled, and there seemed to be something strange mixed in the middle, but he didn't hear clearly...... "Uh, okay, by the way, who are you?"

The tone on the other end of the "Hmph...... seemed to be a little complacent: "I am the commander's only designated personal adjutant -- Nan Sanyun! I have permission! All long-range communications with the commander must be forwarded by me......

"Okay......" Although I don't know what I'm proud of over there, it's an official...... Adjutant...... It's also an official, right?

"Since you are an adjutant, then I will tell you the same......" Qi Feng explained in detail the problems he was facing now to the adjutant Yun, showing his subjective willingness to complete the task, and mainly emphasizing the contradiction between the objective difficulty of his own side and the huge advantage that the enemy has......

After all, it can be summed up in one sentence: I can't do this job alone!

When it comes to official business, this adjutant Nan Sanyun is still very professional--immediately told Qi Feng that this matter is beyond her authority, and she will directly transfer the call to Miranda, the current highest authority owner on the ship, and then there will be a click of hang-up and a toot toot in the back......

Qi Feng grinned, it was in vain just now after a long time...... Soon it was connected over there, this time it was an acquaintance, and the last time I met the big wavy curly-haired beauty standing behind Sister Xue on the streets of Omega.

"I heard the call just now...... "As soon as Miranda spoke, Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief—the seven emotions just now were not all in vain, "But I don't think you need to be responsible for the health and safety of that area, the Phantom Man gave you the task of just recruiting Professor Mordin...... I've heard that the virus doesn't work on earthlings, and we don't seem obligated to care for a bunch of alien humanitarians...... Organizations don't want you to waste your skills, money, and lives in such inconsequential places......"

Qi Feng: "......" Okay, I forgot about it, I have long heard that Cerberus is a human supremacy organization with obvious racism, and this time it can be regarded as insight. (To be continued......)

PS: There are still readers asking about the group number, here to reiterate: 162,730,020