"What happened? Answer me right away! Damn it! What about people? ”

In the face of this sudden interruption of communication, Michael's face was gloomy, and not far in front of him, the others also showed nervous expressions at this time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Obviously, although they don't know what the situation is on the front line, it can be seen from Michael's face that this is definitely not a good thing.

"Damn!!"

At this moment, Michael also looked angry, he slammed the table hard, then stood up and strode outside. Seeing him leave, the adjutant also hurriedly walked to Michael's side and asked with an uneasy expression.

"Mistress, where are you going?"

"I'm going to personally lead the team to the front line, I'm going to order the mobile unit to be ready at once, to cooperate with us from the flank, and I'm going to go out personally to completely wipe out the resistance of these damned wilderness dwellers. When that time comes, I'll give them a taste of what our Federation Legion can do! Order the Harrier Eagle to get ready and go now! ”

As he spoke, Michael strode out of the tent, and when he saw the scenery in front of him, Michael couldn't help but be stunned.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Outside the tent, a white mist covered the whole world, and when I looked up, even the searchlights in the camp could not penetrate the thick fog, and only some faint light sources could be seen. Seeing this, Michael frowned, and then he turned his head to look at the sentry standing guard outside the tent.

"How did this happen? When did the fog start? ”

Hearing Michael's inquiry, the sentry also hurriedly stood still, and then replied.

"Report to my lord, it was about five minutes ago, but the fog wasn't as thick as it is now......... In fact, we are also planning to report to you ........."

"Forget it."

Hearing this, Michael became more and more upset, and he didn't know where such a thick fog came from. How come I've never heard anyone talk about it before......... Why is it foggy? This question is no longer important to Michael, who now only hopes to gather his team as quickly as possible and eliminate the recalcitrant hillbillies in one fell swoop. Michael believes that as long as he goes out himself, then there will be no problem. It's to blame, it's only that the group of idiots on the front line are too stupid, and they have already given them enough detailed information, but they will still fight like this!

What a damn thing!!

Michael grinded his teeth, then strode into the mist. Although the fog in front of me is relatively thick, it is not yet to the point where it is impossible to see what is in front of you. I saw him go straight to the temporary tarmac at the back of the camp, where a helicopter gunship was quietly parked on the platform without the slightest movement.

How?

Looking at the stationary gunship in front of him, Michael couldn't help frowning, he had already given an order to prepare the mobile force before, why didn't the gunship in front of him obey his orders at all? Thinking of this, Michael walked up to the helicopter, and soon, he saw the pilot sitting in the cockpit, his head drooping, and he looked as if he was sleeping. Looking at the scene in front of him, Michael couldn't help but feel angry, he reached out and knocked on the window hard. But the driver didn't react at all, and it seemed that he was sleeping soundly.........

"Rice bucket, damn it, I told you to get up, did you hear me! You stupid!! ”

Seeing that the other party was sleeping so soundly, Michael became more and more annoyed, he directly took out his pistol and slammed it against the window. There was only a "bang", and the driver, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, finally made a move -- his body fell limply to the side, while the head rolled off his neck without any restraint and stuck to the glass.

What is it?

Looking at the pair of dazed eyes through the glass, Michael didn't react at all for a while. But soon, he immediately took a step back, raised his gun vigilantly, and looked around.

What's going on? Why would your own driver be killed?

While looking around vigilantly, Michael was also extremely surprised for a while, and then he realized that the surroundings seemed to be a little too quiet. Logically speaking, he had just given the order, and the camp should have begun to make some action at this time, but it was quiet all around, and there was no sound at all, and there was this damn fog............

Fog?

Thinking of this, Michael seemed to remember something, and the whole person was suddenly startled. He remembered that it seemed that Shrek had reported that they had encountered fog......... Could it be that there is something wrong with this fog?

Can't stay here any longer!

Thinking of this, Michael reached out and touched the pendant around his neck, and then he quickly turned around and went back the way he came. Now the first thing he has to do is not to go to the front line, but to immediately return to the headquarters and ask the whole army to evacuate, and at the same time he also secretly cursed that his guards are a group of rice buckets, and they didn't react at all when they were touched in, don't these damn bastards have eyes?

"Immediately raise the alarm, we have been attacked! Damn, you bastards........."

Rushing into the tent, Michael couldn't even finish his words before he could involuntarily stop, his eyes widened as he stared at the scene in front of him, not knowing what to say at all.

I saw that in front of Michael, in the headquarters that was still very lively just now, there was already a dead silence at this moment, and the staff who were busy handling tasks before had fallen in a pool of blood at this moment, their bodies were scattered in blood, and they looked like pieces of meat steaks. Not far in front of Michael, a young man in a black trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat was standing, his right hand raised, and the shiny and sharp scalpel in his hand was now piercing the neck of a woman in military uniform not far away. The woman struggled desperately, trying to escape from Feron's men. But it was useless, Fei Lun's scalpel was inserted into her trachea accurately, so that the woman had no way to breathe air, she opened her mouth in vain, like a fish trying to breathe, but she could only hear a little "hiss" leakage sound from the incision, and then I saw Fei Lun's right hand flung down hard, and the scalpel in his hand suddenly quickly dissected the woman in front of him completely, and for a while, the viscera mixed with blood tilted out of the inside like garbage, And the woman who was originally struggling sharply also trembled suddenly at this moment, and there was no movement anymore.

"Ah, you're the commander here?"

It was only at this time that Pheren put down his right hand, turned around and squinted his eyes, and looked at Michael in front of him with a soft smile. At this moment, Michael's face was already pale, the speed of the other party's attack was too fast, and he didn't even have time to stop it, and Pheren had already killed his lieutenant, which made Michael feel extremely angry.

"You bastard, you actually killed Susan!!"

"I don't think that's a problem."

In the face of Michael's roar, Fallon seemed indifferent, and he even moved his wrist to shake off the blood stained on the scalpel.

"As an uninvited guest, that's what you deserve, isn't it?"

"Good."

Hearing this, Michael's face was also gloomy, his eyes were red, and he glared at Faren viciously.

"I'm going to kill you and let you die a miserable death in agony, you damned yellow-skinned monkey!"

Hearing Michael's words, Fallon just raised his head and smiled slightly.

"It's a shame, what I hate the most is racism and ........."

As he spoke, Fei Lun flipped his fingers, and under his movements, the scalpel spun rapidly and differentiated into bright and dazzling knife flowers, and then was held in Fei Lun's hand again.

"It seems that treatment is inevitable."

"Die!!"