After Xiao Yunlong received Mo Lao's order, he didn't ask why, he knew Mo Lao's style of acting, if it weren't for the fact that a crucial event had happened in Huaxia now, he would never have let the ongoing battle stop, since the order was issued so tightly, it means that there must be something big happening in the country now.

After a slight groan, Xiao Yunlong quickly sent the order to the various squads.

When the order was received, most of the squad had not yet completed the killing of the spirits, although their tacit understanding was becoming more and more coordinated, and they were gaining the upper hand in the battle, but orders were orders and must be executed.

Ling Zijie and Pink Girl were also dazed by Xiao Yunlong's sudden order, but like the others, they also threw down the battle they were fighting and retreated to Xiao Yunlong's position.

Xiao Yunlong said very seriously in the order, requiring all members, no matter where they were, whether they had completed the task of killing the spirit or not, to immediately converge at the assembly point, and if there was a violation of the order, military law would deal with it.

The attitude was so stern and resolute that everyone had to muttered in their hearts, could it be that Yanjing was attacked by these monsters again? Are they attacking this side just to divert the tiger from the mountain? Then the intelligence of these monsters is also a bit outrageous.

With all kinds of conjectures, all the members of the ability group quickly gathered around Xiao Yunlong.

There was no explanation, no more words, and after everyone arrived, Xiao Yunlong waved his hand, and everyone boarded the plane and returned to the plane, galloping towards Yanjing.

When everyone went to Yanjing with a feeling of anxiety, Mo Lao was also knocking on Wang Jun's office door with a complicated feeling.

"Come in." Wang Jun's voice was a little low, but just two words made Mo Lao's brows outside the door stretch a little.

Wang Jun's voice has a sense of confidence and bearing, which makes people involuntarily relax their minds after listening to it, as if with him, all troubles are no longer a problem.

After straightening his clothes, Mo Lao gently pushed open the door of Wang Jun's office, and inside the door, Wang Jun was sitting in a chair watching the latest video materials sent from the front line.

Hearing Mo Lao's footsteps, Wang Jun raised his hand to pause the picture on the projection, got up and turned around.

"I knew it was you." Wang Jun said with a smile and motioned for Mo Lao to sit down, but he picked up the cup on the table and prepared to make tea for Mo Lao.

Wang Jun's office was so tight that no one was allowed to enter without his permission, not even the people who served tea and poured water and cleaned up, so he took on the task of making tea himself.

Wang Jun made tea, Mo Lao did not stop him, he turned around and sat in the chair opposite Wang Jun's table, the two had long been old friends, and they were not too confined to these small sections.

"What? Can't you figure it out? Wang Jun asked Mo Lao with a smile while making tea.

Mo Lao didn't speak, just nodded.

"Come, try my authentic big red robe, which I took a lot of effort to get." Wang Jun didn't continue the conversation, but smiled and handed the teacup to Mo Lao, turned around and sat back in his chair.

Mo Lao took the teacup, but he didn't have much heart to taste the tea, he had been worried about Wang Jun's order, and still couldn't figure out why he did that, just about to put the teacup down, Wang Jun deliberately waved his face and said: "Eh, what's the matter, let's talk after drinking tea, don't worry." ”

Mo Lao shook his head helplessly, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip gently, and suddenly, a lingering tea fragrance spread between his lips and teeth, which eased his original eagerness.

Unconsciously, Mo Lao narrowed his eyes slightly, and savored this long tea fragrance, which seemed to be more than just a taste, it was a special feeling that could make people's hearts calm and condense, making people transparent and comfortable from the inside out.

Looking at the expression of enjoyment on Mo Lao's face, Wang Jun laughed: "How is it?" Not bad, right? ”

Hearing Wang Jun's question, Mo Lao opened his eyes and smacked his lips, then gently put down the tea bowl and nodded: "Very good, fragrant and elegant, but there is a long and continuous one, good tea, good tea." ”

Hearing Mo Lao's appreciation, Wang Jun laughed, stroked his palms and said: "You are here today, if you are a day or two late, let alone tasting tea, you can't smell the tea residue." ”

"Oh? How? Mo Lao was a little strange, today's Wang Jun seems to be very different from the past.

Before, under the threat of alien civilization, Wang Jun seemed to have been under great pressure, and he had never been so easy to deal with people as he was today, not to mention sitting with him to drink tea, and even the opportunity to sit and drink saliva together was rare, but today he would have a cup of tea and chat with him, which is really a little strange.

"I estimate that today and tomorrow, my office will be broken by countless people." Wang Jun smiled, picked up the tea bowl in front of him and took a sip, then smacked his lips and lay down in his chair.

"Looks like you knew we were coming." Mo Lao smiled, and then his expression became serious.

"Can you tell me why?"

"What's why?" Wang Jun didn't seem to have much worry about the order to fully open the nuclear bomb, and looked at Mo Lao, who had a serious expression, and smiled and said, "I just figured out a lot of things, rather than sit and wait, it's better to fight." ”

"However, the consequences of doing so ......" Mo Lao was still a little worried, it was not one or two nuclear warheads, it was all the nuclear bombs in Huaxia, if all those nuclear bombs were detonated, it would be enough for the entire earth to be destroyed three or four times.

"Of course I know the consequences, but if you are afraid of the consequences of everything, how can anything be done, right?"

"That's true, but it's too ...... to activate the nuclear bomb in the front"

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?" Wang Jun slowly sat up, picked up the thermos next to him and added some water to himself and Mo Lao, and said lightly: "Do you know the opponent's intentions?" ”

"The intentions of the adversary? You mean that alien civilization? Mo Lao was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Since the other party has crossed the stars and came to Earth, they must be much ahead of us in terms of technology, so there doesn't seem to be much reason for them to attack us except for resources." ”

Mo Lao analyzed softly, from a historical point of view, every invasion and war that occurred was accompanied by territorial expansion and resource plunder, chasing interests, which is the source of almost all wars, I believe that those alien creatures are no exception, the earth must have something to attract them, so that they can start this war without scruples.

"That's right, so what do you think they'll do?" Wang Jun continued to ask.

"Exterminate humanity or enslave humanity, but from what they are doing now, it seems that enslavement is more likely."

"How so?" Wang Jun frowned.

"The military king should also know the origin of their genetic warriors, since they can transform humans into such warriors and wipe them out, wouldn't it be a pity?" Mo Lao said lightly.

"Yes, that's true." Wang Jun nodded.

Seeing that Wang Jun was silent, Mo Lao smiled and said, "I've been asking me all the time, and I haven't heard a word of explanation from you." ”

Wang Jun picked up the tea bowl from the table and took a sip and said: "What you just said is good, they are technologically advanced, and they have a special method that can transform humans into genetic warriors, judging from the current war scene, the probability of our human side wanting to win is very low." ”

"So you're ready for the last moment?" Mo Lao frowned, this was not like something that Wang Jun could do.

"What do you think?" Wang Jun laughed, and after a while, his face gradually straightened, and he looked at Mo Lao and said, "Have you noticed their battle system?" ”

"Combat system?" Wang Jun's sudden change of topic made Mo Lao a little uncomfortable, and after being stunned for a while, Mo Lao shook his head.

If he could still help Wang Jun analyze and analyze, but in this combat system, no one could get an axe in front of Wang Jun, even a strong man like Mo Lao did not have that kind of qualification.

"Their combat system is very strict, strict to the point of near-perfection, and I don't believe that anyone can execute tactics to such a point, so I think that the thousands of genetic warriors who have been modified are only controlled by one mind."

"Only in this way can the cooperation between them be so smooth, their combat objectives can be clearly executed, and they can be invincible in the battle against us."

Wang Jun's voice was very low, but it shocked Mo Lao when he heard it, and his eyes widened when he saw Wang Jun.

"A mind control? You're saying they're a social group like ants? However, even ants can't control the movements of each individual as precisely as you say, unless ......"

"Unless what?" Wang Jun's eyes sharpened, in his thinking before, those genetic warriors should have been controlled by the thinking of some powerful individual, but now Mo Lao's words made him nervous.

If there is any other explanation, then his current approach is really a bit risky.

"The strength of an individual's thinking is limited, and we also have such an ability in our ability group, who control the actions of other individuals through thinking, but the number of controls is very limited, the more powerful the individual, the less the number of controls, this is a basic rule, no one can violate it, so I guess those genetic warriors may not be directly controlled by other alien creatures." Mo Lao said quietly, glanced at the puzzled Wang Jun, and continued to explain.

"No one is so powerful that they can control a million-level team, not even the real gods in myths and legends, so those genetic warriors should not be controlled by alien creatures, but by an extremely powerful supercomputer."

"Only in this way can we ensure that each individual's actions are fully in line with the needs of the entire battlefield, and that they can form a flawless cooperation with each other." Mo Lao finished his conjecture in one breath, looked up and looked at Wang Jun quietly, and stopped talking.

"Supercomputer ......," Wang Jun repeated, his frown slowly loosening, "If it's like what you said, maybe it's a little simpler than I thought." ”