After a long moment of silence, Marceau heard the sound of wings flapping in the air, definitely not Gaga, because the sound of the wings flapping was very heavy, and subconsciously hid the two cubs under the table, and hid himself in the pile of cardboard boxes in the corner, watching a few gargoyles fly through the air, and the cat cubs frowned tightly - this is not right, Lady Lily's intelligence clearly said that this is an uninhabited city that has been attacked by the undead, and there are not enough corpses, and the undead should not stay in this kind of city that has no 'value'.

Gargoyles are not cannon fodder in the undead army like ghouls that can be left on the battlefield at will, they are an important air combat force in the undead army other than the spirit banshees - although they are inferior in speed and circle to the battle ship with the air combat suit, but at least in their case, the combat boat will not dare to engage in air combat with the gargoyle while carrying the bombing suit - because their speed and circle performance are worse than the gargoyle in this case, which can be fatal.

Watching the gargoyles fly away, after a while, the kitten heard a small flutter of wings, this time Gaga, poked his head out of the box, and stretched out his hand to wave to the little guy in the air.

The latter also spotted Marceau, and landed headlessly, holding a bag on its legs, so it flew a little slowly, and as soon as it landed, the little one's telepathy came: 'Gaga has brought the safety rope and safety vest used by the cubs, and we have five minutes left, and Big Brother Tuchima will fly over us, and when the time comes, hit the flare in the direction of the approach, and Big Brother Tuchima will drop the hook, hook the two little ones, and pull them up. ’

'Understood. Taking the safety rope out of the bag, Marceau let the two cubs get out of under the table, then put the safety rope and safety vest on the two cubs, and then looked at the two little ones: "After a while." There will be a combat boat to pick you up, and it won't stop, but it will drop the hook to hook the rope on the back of both of you. ”

Speaking of which, Marceau tugged at the rope in front of the two cubs - it was a wire rope, absolutely wear-resistant, for such a little one. A dozen more is not a problem.

"Thank you!" the two little ones finally thanked at this time.

"No thanks, live well. After Marceau finished speaking, he heard the sound of the battle boat, so the cat cub first put the rope on the two wooden shelves on the roof used to dry clothes - the wooden shelves were moving, and then the cat cub fired a signal flare at the correct entry position, and the combat boat immediately corrected its position and flew to this side, listening to the roar of ghouls and demons in the distance, Marceau stretched out his hands and sent the wooden shelf up, just the height that allowed the hook to hook the rope.

Tachima is also an excellent pilot. He spotted Marceau's small movements, so he flew straight flat, let the hook hook hook the rope, and when he felt the sinking force, he pulled up the combat boat.

"Wow! we're so staked!" Watching the two prairie elf cubs being pulled into the sky by the battle boat, Gaga jumped onto the kitten's head and began to cheer, while Marceau turned to look at the gargoyles flying in the direction of the north of the city, and reached out to pat Gaga's bird head: "Gaga." Now is not the time for us to be happy. ", finished. The kitten opened the bag around his waist: "Jump in." ”

"Gaga can fly!" "Gaga immediately blew up.

"Heavenly gargoyle, if you want to die, write a suicide note first, or Lady Lily and Miss Lolo will think that I killed you. "Marceau threw a fatal weight on the scales called negotiations.

So Gaga jumped into the bag without saying a word, and Marceau closed the bag, just as the wooden door on the roof behind him was slammed open. The ghoul roared and rushed out of the room, but Marceau ignored the brainless cannon fodder and ran to the guardrail and leaped forward, crashing through the careful second-story windowsill on the other side before flying through the street, rolling on the ground to unload the momentum. Then, as he got up, he grabbed a hammer from the table, threw it at the window in front of him, and then rushed forward in two or three steps and shrank through the cracked window.

The cat was in the air, and his left arm popped out of the claws on the roof of the bell tower not far away, and while being dragged to the top of the bell tower, the cat cub was still in the mood to confirm the gargoyle - well, these stupid big guys went after the battleship, and Tachima was indeed a good pilot, knowing that his battleboat did not have the advantage of being armed with fast speed when it was used as a reconnaissance boat, but did not accelerate, but took the initiative to slow down and lure the gargoyle...... can help the kitten reduce the pressure, and the dispatch officer recommended a good pilot.

Falling to the top of the bell tower, the ghouls are making a detour, but they have lost the trace of Marceau, and the half-undead cat cub does not have the breath of a living person, although he has a bird on his body, but as a transformed druid, the current Gaga obviously does not look like a steppe elf.

Thinking of this, the kitten jumped into the air again, and then popped its claws at the roof of the three-story building in the distance, and was dragged to the roof of a two-story hut in front of the three-story building.

Jumping off the roof, walking across the street, casually pushing open the door in front of him, the tail rolled up the axe, directly lifted the head of a ghoul in the hall on the first floor, and then the cat cub with his left arm raised fired the sleeve arrow, and the silver sleeve arrow drilled into the head of the ghoul who turned his head at the sound of the sound, and nailed it to the wall.

The open listening did not hear any noise upstairs or next door, and the kitten walked to the back door, loading his Hidden Arrow with a silver Sleeve Arrow, and as he walked past the ghoul's corpse, he curled the axe with the cat's tail and put it away, and when he walked to the ghost's side, the cat cub reached out and the spouting blade passed through the chest of the struggling demon, and then pulled out the silver sleeve arrow from its head - these are all money, as long as they can be recovered, they must not be thrown away.

Pushing open the back door, there was no sound in the alley, Marceau opened the bag and released Gaga, who was carried out by the kitten with a whirling face, Marceau smiled and nodded her head, and then put it on his shoulder: "Gaga, let's go." ”

"Gaga is so dizzy. "This little one sticks out his tongue.

Since the little bird would not be able to fly for a while, Marceau simply took out the map and began to confirm his location - very good, the city lord's mansion is still two blocks away from him, put away the map, the cat cub walked down the alley to the exit of the street, glanced at the sides, and crossed the road after confirming that there was no danger, after burrowing into the alley, the cat cub glanced at the live channel, and the barrage was still a piece of '......' until now, obviously the audience and friends were shown by the cat cub.

"Gaga, do you eat bugs?" Marceau asked with a smile.

"Gaga only eats bread!" "Gaga clutches the kitten's leather armor shoulder with its paws, looking a little uncomfortable.

"The mission is complete, I have big sisters in my team who can cook very delicious dishes, do you want to come and play? "Truth be told, there is no druid in the team, and Gaga is a good little guy who is clearly a good fit for the girls, so a little pistachio like this should be very popular.

"Do you have barbecue?" asked Gaga.

Marceau took out a small portion of Sanyong barbecue with 'forever fresh, never spoiled, and always hot' from his space bag, sniffed it, and immediately jumped up on the kitten's shoulder: "Gaga will be your person from now on!"

Poof, little one, where's your festival!?(To be continued......