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A battleship with the tricolor symbol of the Templar of Liberty flies slowly around the Grey Mist planet.

In the cockpit of the bridge, the door to the captain's office on the second floor is closed, and the combination lock is completely closed with a red glow, and if anyone tries to approach, it will alarm both inside and outside and reinforce the secondary lock.

In addition to the guards standing like the two door gods on the left and right, there is also a person who has been rubbing his hands at the door and pacing anxiously, back and forth, that look, that movement, that pace, I don't know that I think that Krien is an expectant father waiting at the door of the delivery room to welcome his new life, and his nervous posture is too real.

"Who the hell is here, and what are you talking about?" Crane knew that there was a mysterious guest in Hughes's office, but as soon as the door closed, he could only touch his nose and obediently retreat.

Crane had been hanging outside the door, he wanted to know who Hughes was talking to, what he was talking about, he had a guess in his heart but he couldn't say it to the people around him, he was uncomfortable scratching his heart, and he had some expectations.

Since Hughes returned to the temple, life has not been easy, every step has been extremely difficult, he has been placed on a high position in the family background, and he has no real power under great pressure and threat.

If it was really the person he guessed, then Hughes had a better chance of winning, although it was a bit risky, but if he didn't take the risk now, it would be more dangerous.

God knows how many such bases there are, and if there are more terrifying and secret schemes than this, these cloned strange species can be used to deal with the Zerg, and naturally they can also be used to deal with the warriors inside the Freedom Temple, and it is not impossible to do something to push the black cauldron to the Zerg, just think about it is a while to be afraid.

It's not like they haven't done this kind of thing, in the decades that Hughes has been wandering outside, how many times he was ambushed by the Zerg and how many of them were done by those people, it's really hard to say now.

When Crane was pacing outside the door and thinking about what to do next, the sweep of the Freedom Temple on the planet inside the Gray Mist Nebula began.

The door to the office didn't finally open until half an hour later, but the mysterious man didn't see it when Kerryn, who had been guarding the door, looked inside.

Hughes didn't open the door completely, and Hughes didn't see it in his inquisitive eyes, at least not as if it was a good time to talk to Crane.

"Who's that, that's gone?"

Hughes ignored Kerryn's question and handed a note to Crane, saying

"Send someone to this coordinate immediately to pick it up. ”

"Pick up what?" Crane didn't quite understand.

"Send someone to see it at once," he said, closing the door again, blocking Crane as he was about to step in.

Crane could only touch his nose and leave temporarily with the note, and as he walked, he looked back at the closed door step by step, he could probably guess who the mysterious guest was, a little worried and a little expectant, and wanted to confirm it in person, alas.

Hughes didn't expect such a thing to happen, but when the receiving team sent to the designated coordinates, he made a new discovery.

At that moment, the hearts of the warriors of the Freedom Temple were indescribable, and what they saw in their eyes at this moment was definitely not what they expected.

There is a large crater in the ice field, and there is hot water at the bottom of the big pit, and there is a group of people who have been scavenged in the water, and only their shirts are barely wrapped around their bodies.

The posture of floating in the water, crowding people and tying them into a ball of twisted flowers is also quite spicy eyes.

"Who are these?"

"Look, there's something floating there?" exclaimed, pointing suddenly to the middle of the puddle.

"It's a sign"

"Quick, take it and see what kind of sign it is. ”

This is not a particularly quiet show, the handwritten notice board clearly explains the identity of these people, and a small advertisement is left at the end of the paragraph: "The Immortal Joan of Arc Mercenary Group, undertaking all kinds of difficult and dangerous tasks, if necessary, please contact and make an appointment through the following ways"

These half-dreaming icefield workers were swept away by the Templars who arrived and were expected to endure various forms of interrogation for a long time to come.

Hughes, who received Creon's summons, immediately issued an order, "Check, no matter what method is used, the origin information of these people must be submitted, the information inside the temple is not credible, I will leave this matter to you to deal with, and you will be personally responsible." "Hughes doesn't have a lot of people he can trust at the moment.

There are even fewer people who can be trusted and have a certain status to deal with such secret work, and no one is available to Hughes, who has left the temple and lived in exile for decades, and the other party has enough time to build a strong and close network of relationships, and if he wants to occupy a place in this huge network, he must find a breakthrough.

It's easy to say, it's hard to say, it's just that it takes time, but in the current situation, he just lacks time.

He only had a few years to break the chess game that others had constructed over hundreds of years, and it could not be said that it was not urgent, and it was not impossible to have to resort to dangerous tactics if necessary, such as having a secret friendly meeting with a person wanted by the Freedom Temple.

"I didn't expect that last time, I could only meet His Excellency Mo Ye again under such circumstances. ”

Mo Ye sat on the sofa opposite Hughes, holding a cup of fruit tea in his hand, sipping it in small sips, and his relaxed posture did not have the slightest sense of urgency to be hunted and wanted, but as if he had just gotten up to drink morning tea.

Hughes was very skeptical that Mo Ye had never looked awake this **** night.

Warriors, you don't want to witness that moment, most of the people who are lucky enough to see are either dead or disabled, and the rest are your own people.

The routine exchange didn't last long, and after Hughes was summoned by Creon's side, the conversation quickly turned to the point.

"You will know that what I said is true. Mo Ye was the first to speak before Hughes asked, "I have found a human experiment base on this planet, this is the information I have found so far, you can take it back and study it slowly." Mo Ye said, tossing a chip the size of a fingernail at Hughes's desk.

The crisp sound of a landing hit Hughes's chest.

The chip is full of intelligence information scanned and copied by Xiao Qi from the base's database and paper documents, and as for the original, of course, he kept it for himself and studied it slowly.

Hughes didn't expect that Mo Ye would take the initiative to find him, let alone that Mo Ye would take the initiative to hand over the intelligence information to him.

I don't know much about it, but it doesn't quite match the style of the rumored Night Yama Explorer Group, and the only few times they get along, Hughes doesn't think that Mo Ye is a person who will selflessly dedicate, not to mention that the relationship between the Freedom Temple and Mo Ye is really not friendly.

Mo Ye wasn't sure that Hughes would definitely agree, but Xiao Qi was full of confidence in this, "Master, don't worry, according to my calculations, the probability of Hughes refusing is less than one in 10,000, which is completely negligible." ”

Xiao Qi is right at all.

Don't look at the noble bloodline, the background is bullish, Hughes has been in exile for a few decades, too far behind, and the resources in his hands are extremely limited, and it is not feasible to catch up with the footsteps of other competitors by background alone.

It was impossible for Hughes to refuse, and he couldn't refuse, this was too valuable for him.

Hughes pondered in silence for a while, apparently figuring out the joints, but relaxed.

"Thank you for the gift, what can I do?"

Mo Ye didn't hesitate, and said directly, "I need you to do a little favor."

"Speak. Hughes then expressed his attitude: "On the premise of not endangering the temple and not violating my principles, I am willing to help His Excellency Moye." ”

Mo Ye didn't care about Hughes's qualifications, he lazily raised his eyelids and looked at Hughes, "How can it be regarded as not endangering the Temple of Freedom, can it be considered as helping you clean up the portal?"

Your sarcasm, your sarcasm is a bit obvious.

Is it really good to verbally mock with such a harmless face and such an innocent expression?

Hughes smiled bitterly and shook his head, there is indeed a problem inside the Freedom Temple, the underground base exposed this time is just the tip of the iceberg, and it is really necessary to clean up the portal.

"Your Excellency Moye, please speak. ”

..........

What Mo Ye and Hughes talked about was a private deal, and on the surface, how to calculate what to get and what to get paid, and not to work in vain.

According to the words of 11, "Our energy mine is not picked up in vain, manpower and material resources cannot be cheapened by others, and the interests of the team must be defended to the death." ”

That's right.

When Luo Yuning was turning around the planet to eliminate the guards of the Miracle Species of Leaky Nets11, he had already taken a group of people to discuss the distribution of benefits and rewards with the Freedom Temple.

Captain Will, who originally came to rescue the person in charge of the mustache, was embarrassed to see this, the information was obviously obtained by them with great effort, but now it has become the undead Joan of Arc mercenary group to submit it on its own initiative, this feeling of sending meat to someone else's mouth to bite is too embarrassing.

But Will can't tell this story, watching 11 get cheap and sell well, don't mention this kind of unspeakable feeling of grievance that can only be swallowed in the stomach.

"We have taken a huge risk to try to pass on this information to the Freedom Temple through multiple channels, precisely because we believe that the team of the Freedom Temple will give us fair and equitable treatment, or at least not let us work in vain. ”

"At that time, there were still some members of our group who were skeptical, after all, we were just ordinary mercenaries, just an ordinary mercenary team. ”

11 As soon as these words came out, before they finished speaking, several representatives of the Freedom Temple didn't know what to say, just one of your mercenary groups currently has two saint-level powerhouses in public, and those who have recently stirred up the wind and rain in the war zone and whose reputation has risen are embarrassed to say that they are ordinary and ordinary mercenary groups, so what are the other teams, are they playing at home?

11 didn't feel like he was lying at all, Mo Ye really wasted a lot of effort to be able to send this coordinate information.

It's not the first time that the Immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group has done so in such a blatant way of asking for a reward.

I really don't have the consciousness of giving a loving heart for human voluntary labor at all, how can I be so bold and thick-skinned?

11 didn't say anything, but pointed to the raised underground buildings not far away, and the burning smoke in a further direction.

"You also know that the two leaders of our mercenary regiment are more realistic...... Go straight, we don't shirk what we should do, and we don't have to ...... much."

11 This point clearly tells the temple that their saint-level powerhouses are not easy to mess with, and this place is especially suitable for the battle of ice and fire powerhouses, and it would not be good if something really happened.

The subtext is that we should be paid, don't think about it a little less.

11 racked his brains to recall what Xiaopang said when he was doing business with people, recalled that he felt that he was not suitable for Xiaopang's style of pretending to be stupid and selling well for a long time, and without Xiaopang's natural affinity and the face and temperament of a stupid and honest person, he simply went black to the end, smiling and waiting for the materials.

"Fooling around" Will is naturally not happy with the practice of the immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group, this mission could not be successful, and even suffered heavy losses, and it was precisely because of this mercenary group that there were endless troubles.

Now that I think about it, even if those infiltrated spies were not rebelled, I am afraid that they would have been controlled, otherwise the news would not have spread to the entire temple It was not enough, and even the mercenaries from all sides rushed over.

This really cut off the opportunity for the fleet led by Will to take the black hand.

11 didn't care what the Freedom Temple said, just looked at the representative sent by Kerion, smiling and waiting for the final result, anyway, 11 had already made up his mind, no matter whether the Temple gave him or not, he would definitely return empty-handed.

If this Freedom Temple is really unwilling to give it at this time, he can only keep an account for the time being, and then greet Mo Ye for a while and then collect it in person.

"Hahaha, it should be, the Immortal Joan of Arc Mercenary Group has made a great contribution this time, and we deserve to be rewarded for our meritorious deeds. One of Kerryne's captains replied with the utmost seriousness.

"Don't, let's calculate it now, make up for what we consume first, it's not that we're greedy for money, it's also for long-term development, and we can continue to rush to the front line in the next battle. ”

It makes sense to say, the leaders of the other mercenary groups are envious when they hear it, they always rush to the front line, and they come first in any danger, but it is difficult to implement even the minimum pension, and the immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group can not be so arrogant not because the temple is reasonable, but because the two saint-level powerhouses are in charge of this face. (To be continued.) )