"I thought you had gone back. What happened to the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info? Barrett wondered a little, after all, Moore and Semien had also been on a mission overnight, and they should be preparing to submit their reports now. He looked Moore up and down and said, "Hurt?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that it was affected by the patrol's blind shooting to the ground, and now my left ear is a little inaudible." Moore shook his head and followed Barrett back. "I was going to go back first, but I think there are some special circumstances, so I still have to tell you. It seems to have something to do with the feeling you keep talking. ”

"Oh? Tell me about it! Barrett raised an eyebrow, interested. The two leaned towards the side of the road and stopped.

"At about two o'clock in the morning today, it seems that someone very important has arrived in the fortress." Moore said as he pulled up the message record for the early hours of this morning and sent it to Barrett. In the picture, the patrol formation passed through four echelons in a row and fired dozens of magic concussion bombs into the mountains and forests around the fortress. This weapon is designed to deal with humans, and it is a bomb that produces high vibrations of mana waves and inflicts mental damage on creatures within its range. Fortunately, Moore didn't dare to approach the scanning area, otherwise this density would be difficult to escape. After several consecutive times, the patrol left. Ten minutes later, from the northeast of the fortress, first two air supremacy fighters with green light flowing, and then a squadron of ten Shenlu escorted a transport plane to fly here and landed in the fortress! Barrett rewinds back to the picture of the approaching transport plane, zooms in on the transport plane, and the seven-leaf logo of the Cyrus Order on the plane is impressive!

"A squadron of divine deer?!。。。。。。 Who will it be? The upper echelons of the Order? Barrett thought for a moment, and this really had something to do with the dangerous instincts in his mind. Maybe these people are here to launch this weapon? Or did you bring a powerful high-level Warcraft? Unfortunately, there is no clue about guessing. Shaking his head, Barrett said to Moore, "It's very likely that you're right, but I don't have a clue, so I'd better let someone from the analytics department take a look." Let's go, let's go back first. ”

Barrett, who had just returned to the Mishan, told Moore to go to the rest chamber for some treatment, and went straight to the captain's room. Madur was already waiting for him.

The automatic door opened, and Madur sat in the captain's seat and looked at the message that Barrett had brought back in the morning, and when he saw him coming, he said, "Look here, the whole of Savidina is in a mess." "On the big screen, the map switches to the Krosena Airport in the northeast, which is the information record of the attack of the Fourth Brigade on Krosena last night, and the camera focuses on about thirty kilometers south of the airport, and several large craters suddenly appear on the position of the Nala people, devouring shells!" The artillery positions of the 4th Brigade? Pushed to this position? Barrett was taken aback, yesterday the 4th Brigade was still struggling to find a breakthrough, and today it has been able to pose a direct threat to the airport, which is a bit incredible!

"It's not shelling. The brother above seemed to be overwhelmed and tried some special attacks. These devouring bombs were dropped directly from the orbital drop transport channel. It is a free-fall bomb, but unfortunately it is difficult to control the landing point and deviates by more than 30 kilometers. Madur shook his head regretfully: "If it is hit, the pressure of the three brigades near the fortress will be half less." However, there is an interesting ripple effect. ”

Some people may wonder why not use a rocket boost? It's actually quite simple, for the stealth effect. Neither fighter nor missile can be optically shielded, because the tail flame of the jet will expose the target. Only a fully kinetic weapon can carry out complete stealth masking. Otherwise, once discovered, it will either be intercepted or located and transmitted. The suddenness of the attack cannot be achieved, and with the mysterious danger prediction ability of the Nala people, it is difficult for the attack to have a lethal effect.

"Chain reaction? Are you saying that the guests of the fortress were forced to evacuate from Crosena? Barrett instantly connected the events of the morning.

"Looks like so, right. However, the specific situation will be followed up by a special person from the Ministry of Intelligence. If nothing special happens. Madur stood up, walked over to Barrett, and said, "This information seems to be very valuable, and the guys in the military department are very interested. It should be possible to exchange some good things, so let's say what you want. ”

"Hehe, I knew I could get something good. I want to think about it... There are two NWS kinetic sniper rifles, a dozen glass boxes, and a few sets of new uniforms, can you have medals? As soon as Barrett heard that there was a bargain to take advantage of, he immediately came to his senses, probably thinking that it was a bit too much to ask for a medal, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, forget the medal, give me two bottles of your private goods, right?" I want those two bottles of twenty years! ”

"The beauty you kid thinks, medal? If you capture Mirahan (the commander of Cyclops Keep), you'll be able to survive. Madur was so angry that he almost blew off his beard: "I know that you kid is worried about my baby, no, no, no, at most two bottles of bourbon!" ”

"Okay, okay, it's you who made me ask, and it's you who said I thought it was beautiful. Man, how can this be? Barrett looked disgusted, saw that Madur was on the set, and muttered: "Look at it, I ask for a price all over the sky, and you just pay it back on the ground." What's the hurry? Where? Take it, take it, take it. ”

With whiskey from Madur in his hand, Barrett had just entered the dormitory when he saw Lowe in a rage.

"You know what? You've just blown up an entire squad of allies! Do you have shit all over your head? Or was it kicked by some animal? Lowe's height makes his saliva a good baptism education for the two recruits standing against the wall. Spruit's face was pale, and he didn't dare to dodge, and his height disadvantage made him feel pressured. Mira didn't dare to look directly, her hands kept twisting her trouser legs, as a naval doctor, she had never seen someone who spoke so vulgarly, and she seemed a little confused. The iron hand next to him scratched his bald head helplessly, and when he saw Barrett coming in, he hurriedly stood up.

"I didn't know that thing was so powerful, the previous bomb only had an effective range of a few tens of meters. So the calculation was wrong. Spruitt argued that the "glass bottle" was a special bomb that Barrett loved to call the glass box. It is generally used for bunker blasting or destroying large areas of buildings. Unlike the Devouring Bomb, which ignores its strength and devours it all, the glass box is a hybrid bomb consisting of an hourglass fixed in bulletproof plastic, and the two ends of the hourglass contain two very different colored liquids, which, once fused, will burst out with a huge amount of energy to swallow everything around it. The radiation range can even reach 500 meters (in open conditions. ), but it is highly resistant to strong materials. By the way, these two liquids have a special luster and beauty in the sun.

"That's why you used it as a grenade? You know, if this is a real fight, you have already died once!! Lowe's forehead was bruised, and the recruit's justification was an important part of the veteran's anger, so it was important to admit his mistakes instead of blindly justifying them.

Handing the wine in his hand to Iron Hand, Barrett patted Lowe on the back and motioned for him to calm down. "First, don't make excuses, there are only right and wrong in the military. Second, write a review, by tomorrow morning, a thousand words per person. By the way, there's also a report on how you feel about Scouts. Write less official rhetoric. Barrett straightened his face and said, "It's also a thousand words, do you have any opinions?" ”

"No, Captain!" The two hurriedly stood up and saluted.