Ten minutes later, the small cone-shaped plane hummed away and quickly disappeared into the night sky. Fetiar held an e-paper in her hand - it contained other details to be aware of for this operation.

Only then did the men under him gather from all directions, and they were all silent. The adjutant found Fityar's pistol in the sand and handed it to him. He shook the sand from the chamber of the gun and ran out of magazines at the large round ball in the bunker. The bullets clanged, but the thing was still intact.

Fitiar thought for a moment, and beckoned one of his men to carry out the bazooka. The crowd retreated, and the shooters shuddered and fired a single shot - still intact.

Then they poured all their firepower into the thing - they wouldn't do the business anyway, and I guess that one wouldn't have the energy to deal with a minor character like himself - and the thing remained untouched.

At this time, the self-styled colonel was really relieved, and lowered his head to study the electronic paper in his hand.

The data showed that the egg was quite large, about the size of the submersible. It is currently dormant and not developing. Theoretically, it is not a threat, and with the proper haulage, it is no more difficult to get it out of the trench than it is for a fishing boat.

Fithiar made a worst-case assumption - the thing was actually alive. The living species, kill all the people who have gone down, and then run away somewhere else. Is this good for Southern Luzon? The answer is no.

So he sighed inwardly. No matter what he thinks, it's useless - the other party's strength is too strong, even if he puts a yang conspiracy on the table. Maybe he'll have to do it. People die for money, birds die for food, this is a very good truth. But there is another very good truth, which is called seeking wealth and danger.

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Over the waters of the Pacific Ocean.

Li Zhen, who was 250 centimeters tall, was sitting in the cabin with a golden knife, while their small plane was hovering at an altitude of 1,000 meters in an invisible state.

Sitting across from him were the two soldiers, but now they were one and a half - one of them was still a two-meter-tall man, and the other was just an empty shell. The battle armor sat stunned on its own, and then split a slit in the middle.

Yu Qingqing came out of his armor like a swimming fish, wrapped in a black tight-fitting combat uniform. The scales around her eyes were now noticeable—from tiny scales to three silver, nail-sized scales. Some people find it attractive, while others find it intimidating. Therefore, Yu Qingqing painted the three scales into butterflies.

Two small and delicate silver butterflies landed in the corner of the eye, as if they could fly away again at any time.

The sharp teeth in the mouth are hard to grow back to the way they were. When I was young, those little teeth were thin and pointy. Not only does it not look hideous. It's also kind of cute. But she was barely a big girl now, and her teeth grew thicker and sharper. When she pursed her mouth, Yu Qingqing looked like a beautiful, refreshing, and tall girl. But as soon as you open your mouth, a mouth full of fangs will immediately spoil this impression.

She had tried to surgically remove those teeth, but they were still canines. So she had to surgically grind the canine teeth again. Then fill in the gaps between them. Fortunately, in this era, biotechnology in South Luzon was developed. On the basis of the original, it is not difficult to create a small white tooth.

Yu Qingqing tied her long hair into a ponytail. Stretching in the aisle between the two rows of seats, he kicked again, and the big black soldier on one side ignored it. The gaze of the other one followed her small waist.

Yu Qingqing kicked the toe of that person and said, "Don't mess with you." ”

The one said majestically, "Bold! ”

"My brother knows that you will definitely not be able to spare you if you dress like this." Yu Qingqing pursed his lips, sat back down, took out his mobile phone to fiddle with something, and said without raising his head, "You look like a nouveau riche and a warlord leader, except for your face, you don't look like him at all." And why are you going to make yourself so high? What about Spurs? ”

The "Li Zhen" on the seat suddenly collapsed - his body was like a balloon that had been deflated, and it shrank from more than 250 centimeters to more than 170 centimeters at once. And the clothes shrank along with them, and fell on him obediently.

"How majestic it looks if it's taller!" Yu Ziqing shouted, "Didn't you see that turtle didn't dare to lean over?" You're young, you don't understand - people rely on clothes and horses and saddles, and your brother doesn't have any shelf, that's not good. If I hadn't done this, someone else would have had to fight, believe it or not? ”

Yu Qingqing didn't say anything and ignored him. Yu Ziqing said with a shy face and a smile: "But Qingqing, you are really powerful at that moment - the wind almost blew me down." I'm the gaffer, you're the action director! ”

After a long while, Yu Qingqing stared at his phone and said, "It's annoying." I was killed by the winter deer again. ”

Yu Ziqing straightened up sullenly, pressed his hand on his neck and shouted: "Is there any movement in the turtle?" ”

A response came from the other side: "Five minutes ago he tried to contact the leader of the rebel group in the south, and we intercepted the signal and responded to him." Now he was sure. ”

"Tsk, this turtle!" Yu Ziqing smiled triumphantly, "I don't believe it yet, I still want to confirm it myself." Now he felt that he had figured it out, and he would definitely jump into the sea early tomorrow morning, for fear of being preempted by others. ”

Yu Qingqing raised his head and frowned and said, "Why do you always scold people?" ”

Yu Ziqing felt wronged and avenged himself: "He was originally a turtle!" You don't know what kind of person he is—more than a hundred and twenty civilians have died at his hands in the past three months! Let me tell you, burn, kill and loot, he didn't leave any of them! ”

"I know it." Yu Qingqing lowered his head and fiddled with his phone again, "But he will soon be dead." Why do you want to curse the dead? ”

Yu Ziqing stretched his neck and didn't speak.

There was silence in the cabin for a while. Yu Qingqing said without raising his head: "I'm hungry." ”

The big black man sitting next to her put down the gun in his hand, reached out and reached out and felt in the storage box next to the cabin, and found a bag of slimy jelly-like things. Then he clumsily tore open a small triangular opening and handed the bag to Yu Qingqing.

Yu Qingqing took it and sucked on the phone while fiddling with the hole. Once in a while, a few drops slipped from the corners of her mouth, and she would poke out her pointed tongue and sweep them back into her mouth without a drop.

Yu Ziqing watched her swallow the thing—a slender swan-like neck with a black bodysuit. He was a little dry-mouthed and couldn't help but say, "I think you should eat less of that." Didn't Lao Wang tell you, the gene disintegrates or something......"

Yu Qingqing swept him with the afterglow: "You can't control me." ”

Before Yu Ziqing could say anything more, Yu Qingqing smiled again. Rise. looked at him with golden eyes: "Uncle, you are too old. ”

“…… Yes? Yu Ziqing blinked.

It's a pity that Yu Qingqing didn't speak again. At this time, Yu Ziqing reacted, and his face suddenly turned red to the base of his neck. He turned his face away in shame, and grabbed the hem of his big leather coat with his hand, and it shook as if it were hot. After shaking for a long time, he suddenly said angrily: "I am the same age as your brother!" It's still a month younger! ”

Yu Qingqing raised a hand and held it. Flipping around: "My brother is five years younger than you!" Five years old! He went to heaven. Can you? My sister-in-law is five years older than my brother! ”

Yu Ziqing knotted. Once again, he turned his face away and did not speak. Actually, he wanted to say - so what, she is still your sister-in-law. It's a pity that he knows the serious consequences of saying this sentence - Yu Qingqing will definitely not jump up and beat him violently. Because it's Yu Qingqing, everyone knows Lu Dao, how could such a cute girl do that kind of thing.

The problem was that the big guy next to her wasn't cute at all. Thinking of this, Yu Ziqing was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched. If it weren't for Wang Yuanwei, he would have nothing to do, and he would have taken a big one for a physical examination. He wouldn't be really like a normal person now—the kind of "normal person" with a tendon in his head.

At the moment, the big man straightened his waist and looked at Yu Ziqing very seriously and intently.

So Yu Ziqing knew that the guy was now in "standby mode" again - if he swung his fist at Qingqing now, the other party would pounce like a real alien.

He had no choice but to retract into his seat and look at the porthole as if he was "not concerned with the children".

It's 3:26 a.m. on September 24, 2020. It was still dark outside, but the first rays of morning light would be in a little more than an hour. They had to stay here for a while, waiting for the bait to jump into the trap.

The submersible they gave to Fethiar was a good fellow, and it could withstand the water pressure at a theoretical depth of 16,000 meters. Not only that, but it also has a powerful offensive weapon system. It is very difficult to get a weapon that can carry out an effective attack in the deep sea, and they spent a month exerting their "national strength" to make only such a one.

As for why did you give this treasure to Fitiar? It's because that guy, in Yu Ziqing's words, that turtle far underestimated his influence.

The Free Commonwealth of the Northern Marinaya Islands is part of the United States of America. Despite the fact that the place was in a mess after the Partition fell, the President of the United States appointed three Governors in succession – but none of them could do anything, and the third incumbent Governor is now in Washington, D.C., after the first two who died.

So now it's actually an enclave full of warlord leaders, rebels, big and small. Fitiar's "Front" was originally one of the most powerful of the group, as he had an army of nearly 100 men with standard weapons, several military vehicles, and an obsolete armored personnel carrier.

This kind of strength sounds funny, but the problem is that the total population of this place is not more than 50,000. Excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, there will be no more than 10,000 adult men who can fight. And among these 10,000 people, there are at least 5,000 "good people", and the remaining 5,000 people are divided among more than 60 paramilitary organizations. With a large number of men and relatively sophisticated weapons and equipment, Tiafel can indeed be called the overlord of the northern Naliana Islands.

The Colonel Tiafel will soon issue a statement – perhaps he doesn't know about it, but it seems to be him – that Li Zhen is already on the opposite side of human society, and that as part of the legitimate armed forces of the northern Mariana Islands and the military power of the United States of America, he will continue to fight the species - whether hiding in some unknown corner, or hiding in the deepest part of the Mariana Trench right now, the egg in Li Zhen's mouth.

Then he would ride the submersible into danger and take the lead. This will be live-streamed, but the guy won't know.

You must know that although the voice of condemnation of Li Zhen in the international community is almost one-sided, the real situation is that the thunder is heavy and the rain is small - anyway, the thing in the middle of the Pacific Ocean has not yet made any earth-shattering events, and the top priority should be to restore social order as soon as possible and accumulate strength to slowly figure it out. As for whether it is the interests of a certain number of people, a certain family, or a certain consortium, it is not known.

It's going to take at least a few years for them to make a big deal...... It's better to do it yourself.

The vast majority of Americans, of course, recognize the Free Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands as part of the United States of America, and those civilians would certainly be happy to see Tiafel do so. Because the first to be ravaged by the species was Mexico, which is still no man's land and where the government has completely collapsed, not even a government in exile. Then there are the Americans, most of the country is rampant, and the White House, which has been destroyed countless times in the movie, has finally been destroyed - and now the president of the United States is still working at Camp David.

So if you want to say which country hates the species the most, it is the United States, except for those countries in South America that are already finished and exist only in history. Li Zhen also thinks that Americans are particularly good at incitement - because five years ago it was the first large-scale invasion of the United States in history and almost no way to fight back, and it is strange that those guys don't hate it.

Do a good job of preparation, and then do a good job of publicity, once Fitier is in the water, you can sit back and wait for it to become popular all over the world.

It doesn't matter if the people in Camp David don't admit it, the American people admit it—they love personal heroism more than anything else, especially when they're sitting at home, watching on a screen, and don't have to do it themselves. By that time, Fetiar would have really become a colonel in the U.S. Army, and he might be able to become a brigadier general.

As for the "egg" in the trench......

It does look like an egg.

You unload your thighs and bury them face up in the ground, revealing only one toe, which is like an egg.

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Thanks to the book friend Peryton, the matches sold, the tip of A5S5 and the monthly pass. (To be continued......)