It was night, around midnight, and the western mountains of Australia were so quiet that they could be heard, as if it was a dead city that had been empty for a long time, and there was no trace of it.

The aliens wandering around the outer reaches of the mountain range have been wandering for a long time, and some of them have left with their long tails, but the rest have no intention of leaving, but have taken root in the mountain range, as if they have settled in this direction as their own territory.

After eating the corpses of the Alien Guards, they need a long time to digest the good genetic fragments.

Although they were more or less aware that the mountain area still had the scent of an alien falcon, the threat of the falcon was really unsightly for this group of elders who had "defeated" the Praetorian Guard.

A few scattered cubs gradually moved away from the elder's circle on their hind limbs, and out of curiosity or arrogance, they went straight into the mountains and made their way towards the elevation.

One hundred meters above sea level, two hundred meters above sea level, three hundred meters above sea level......

But they didn't know that between the yellow grass and broken stones, several cameras the size of fingernails instantly captured their routes, and fed back the information of the place to the humans in the survivor camp with light.

"Seven cubs." Inside the cave, the atmosphere was tense, and the operators of the various countries repeated the detection of each level with a serious 120,000 points, and the expression on their faces was extremely solemn, "There are still eight hundred meters left from the outer area of the camp, and they are approaching, and it seems that they have some traces."

"Do you want to attack?" Someone asked.

"Not necessarily." Yun Mo simply vetoed this suggestion, "There are traps on the periphery, it's time to test the quality. Whether they win or not, now is not the time for us to be difficult."

"The alien elders are at the foot of the mountain, until they are anomalous. We can't afford to act rashly." Yun Mo's hand stroked the Tang Dao on his waist, "Otherwise, in a small place at an altitude of three hundred meters, they are enough to trample a hundred times in five minutes."

The special forces of various countries are ready to fight, the first batch of Strangers are ready, and the Australian people who participated in the battle are taking deep breaths with their faces pale, in the two sunken eye sockets. His eyes were terrifyingly bright. Nor is it excitement or fear. They trembled and rubbed their hands against their cold weapons, and the hot sweat seemed to melt them.

"Major Yun, I'm curious. Why are you sure there's something wrong with the aliens?" A lazy and magnetic voice sounded in the murky space, and the orientation of the American army slowly split a large road, revealing the slender figure of Chris, "God's most perfect combat creation-alien. Is that really going to be the problem of scarlet laughter?"

Gastroenterology? This is simply one of the funniest jokes of the year.

A monster like Alien with teeth so good that it can eat bullets as food and steel plates as cakes. If you really have gastrointestinal diseases like humans, it's really ridiculous.

"I'm not obligated to report to you information outside of the Alliance." The corners of Yun Mo's lips hooked slightly, and he looked at Chris with a smile, and said. Confidential information of China, a hundred tons of grain is not worth two prices, if the US imperialists are willing to pay this money. I wouldn't mind selling you a copy of the source."

Zhou Yan: What kind of confidential information ......? How did I not know?

People in Kyoto: Is it really good for "......" to sell information without the consent of their superiors?

"Glory" everyone: "Captain ......". Why are we going to war, can we stop doing business?

Chris's blue eyes narrowed, and he smiled a little dangerously: "Major Yun, a hundred tons of grain for one intelligence, how do I know if it's worth it?"

"After tonight, you'll know if it's worth it." Yun Mo lightly increased the tonnage, regardless of the increasingly ugly face of the American Emperor and the Emperor, and continued, "Of course, after this period of time, the price of two hundred tons of grain will be asked tomorrow, and there will be no counteroffer."

At this moment, except for Russia and Germany, everyone's faces turned blue, and the soldiers in China were even more stunned, it was really hard to imagine that they would have such a black-hearted junior.

China has always played the role of a "gentleman" on the international stage, implementing the policy of "not fighting, not grabbing, not fighting, not fighting".

It's just that when the captain of the envoy to Australia switched from Zhou Yan to Yun Mo, Huaxia's painting style suddenly changed from clear soup noodles to thick and colorful, and it was only a few days before and after.

Now in China, which is in Australia's big 6, even the US imperialism has to weigh three points.

"Major Yun, since we are an alliance, you must have done too absolutely." It was rare for the Emperor's consul to breathe out of the same nostril as Cris, and his brown and yellow eyebrows were tied into a dead knot, "A hundred tons of grain, no one wants to do this business at all, right?"

"Heh, whether you pay this price or not, for Huaxia, who has intelligence, it will not suffer." Yun Mo dissolved his friendship card in two sentences, and said with a smile, "There is a saying in our Huaxia that is good, and brothers must also settle accounts. As far as I know, the British Emperor and the US imperialists are more than a 'relative' away from our China, right? Why bother to have a relationship with me."

Since the Emperor spoke, Chris has closed his mouth, and the poor Consul of the Emperor has no idea that he is being used as a gun, and he wants to talk back at the moment, but unexpectedly, the silent Debang once again lights up the skill of God's assist.

The young major general of Debang smiled mildly rarely, nodded at Yun Mo and said, "Buy."

Buy...... Buy, buy, buy!

Debang is so domineering and leaking a word "buy" that completely crushes the emperor's full belly of bullshit.

The people of Huaxia were silent since Yun Mo began to buy and sell, until Debang opened his mouth and spit out the word "buy", and a group of people suddenly turned into duckweed fluttering in the wind, and they froze on the spot with difficulty in restraint.

100 tons of grain ...... Rub, that's a hundred tons of grain, not a hundred tons of sand, Major General Debang! In the last days, food is so precious, how can you give it away so lightly. [,！ Sending someone to exchange a piece of information that you don't know the outcome?

Rao is several people shouted in their hearts, but Debang's strict vote did not show many surprised expressions.

On the contrary, Major General Debang sternly straightened his face under the eyes of everyone, and said in a dignified manner: "Today's Huaxia is worthy of Debang's investment, and this is the reason."

Russia's Lieutenant General Tosk whispered to his subordinates, and after a while, he also said to Yun Mo gently: "Russia is willing to pay a hundred tons of grain in exchange for intelligence, but ...... Most of Russia's 100 tons of grain are corn and wheat, I don't know if it's enough?"

"Yes." Yun Mo quickly took out two pieces of A4 paper and wrote down a string of vouchers, and quickly handed them over to the two of them for safekeeping, "After tonight's action, see the results of the transaction."

The two nodded, and after Lieutenant General Tosk accepted the paper, he asked: "So, will the grain for the transaction be delivered from Russia to Huaxia Kyoto, or ......?"

"I'll take someone to pick it up." Yun Mo said lightly, "This is a property that belongs to 'Glory', and there is no need to deliver it to Kyoto."

She calmly states a fact, but behind her words, there are always countless bloody rains that people can inadvertently see. Directly crossing the dignitary land of Kyoto in China to trade with other countries, her courage is really not ordinary.

But even Senior Colonel Zhou Yan in Kyoto tolerated her words and deeds.

Everyone's eyes were filled with turmoil, but Chris alone smiled and returned to the US military again, took out a voice recorder and handed it to his guards, and ordered: "Give it to the White House."

The reason why he stepped forward to talk, from the beginning, was just to lead Yun Mo to speak. Zhou Yan's voice he has, and now with Yun Mo's, it is enough to synthesize a rebellious speech out of context and pass it on to Huaxia Kyoto.

Coupled with Yun Mo's act of exchanging food for intelligence, it was enough for the high-level officials in Kyoto to convict her of death.

A chess piece that will eventually be abandoned, no matter how talented it is, it is just a young beast that can't grow, and the deepest scar is just a few tooth marks.

"They came up, and two of them fell into the trap." The unhurried voice of the Debang operator broke the tense atmosphere in the cave and quickly announced the progress, "The third and fourth have also fallen into the trap."

"The remaining three detours, one end of the journey, and the other two end in the direction of the cave."

"Wait...... They got into the pig cage."

Seven xenomorph cubs were dragged into prison by a trap laid by humans before they could touch the edge of the survivors' camp. The faint screams from the outside world mixed with the night wind entered the cracks of the cave, Yun Mo looked for Qin Tiantong's hand, and when the latter approached, he handed her a dagger.

"I'll give you the two in the pen." Yun Mo commanded, "I've learned a lot of tricks from the soldiers, it's time to practice."

Qin Tiantong nodded, and then without saying a word, he lifted a thick gray curtain and walked towards the outside world, without a trace of hesitation.

"Azusa." Yun Mo shouted, and after the little girl quickly stood beside her, she said, "The other four heads will be handed over to you, handle them cleanly."

The girl left immediately, more simply than anyone else. And the teams looked at Huaxia and sent two girls without blinking, and at this moment, they really couldn't say anything against it.

Do you want them to admit that they are not even as good as a girl?

This battle that started with girls and girls has mobilized the morale of many Australian people, who seem to feel that even the disadvantaged groups have the ability to slaughter aliens, and it seems that their remaining Australian citizens are not so useless.

At least, in terms of physique, they are half as big as the yellow race, so they are also useful!

Inexplicably erected their self-confidence, the Australian people slowly moved closer to Yun Mo with a hint of agitation on their faces.

"There is a situation!" Suddenly, the operator of the US imperialist hugged the screen and exclaimed, "God, this, this is a miracle!" "

He pointed to the elders rolling all over the screen and his vocal cords began to tremble: "It's painful, like a patient with stomach vinegar...... Look, its claws begin to dissect their own belly! Oh no! Oh, God! "

All the consuls walked to the operation area in horror, and the Imperial Consul stared at the screen, his eyes split.

Yun Mo turned his head to look at the British Emperor, the American imperialists, and the Franco-Italian alliance, and added "moderately": "Two hundred tons, no two prices."

Chinese people: "......" (to be continued)