"Bang ......"

The gunfire in the hallway gradually began to subside.

With a casual punch, Barrus smashed the chest of the young soul slayer in front of him.

He ripped off the bracer from his wrist and put it into a bulging bag around his waist.

These are all good things. 、

Most of the psionic creatures of the alien race are captured in the wild and sealed with totems.

Because in the eastern bay, there are many psionic creatures.

These psionic creatures start out as weak, but fortunately they grow strongly.

However, this will be slow after all, and bringing these marmot psionic creatures back and sealing them directly on the newborn's body will greatly accelerate the power of the new generation in their tribe.

Of course, there are natural risks, even if it is a method such as totem sealing, which has been passed down from the Yi people.

Although the risk of being devoured by psionic creatures is greatly reduced.

However, if the disparity is too great, it is also possible to be devoured by psionic creatures and become a monster.

But it doesn't matter much, just kill one baby, and have a few more.

"It's so big!"

An alien elder came from behind, the fur pouch at his waist bulging high, and it looked like he had gained no less than Barrus's.

Walk up to the wall and look at the floor map above.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Although they hated and despised these groundhogs, they had to admit that such a devastating design, such a huge building.

It's something they aliens can't do.

"You're hurt!"

Barrus squinted his eyes at the wound on his waist and frowned.

"It's a small thing, a few marmots are desperately resisting, I wanted to stay alive, but I couldn't stay."

As he spoke, he said to Barrus: "Look, don't you think that the appearance of this fortress is very much like a ...... A ......"

I described it for a long time, but in the end I still didn't describe it.

"Hornet's nest!"

Seeing this, Barrus opened his mouth and spoke first.

However, this argument was rejected by the elder.

"It's very similar, but I always feel a little different!"

He stared at the plan in front of him, which looked at the structure of the base like a beehive, and after looking at it for a while, he shook his head and stopped pondering.

"Let's go, those groundhogs are retreating, almost planning to fight us, kill them all, from now on, this place will change its name and surname, and then you can study it as much as you want."

Barrus urged the group to begin to close in on his side as quickly as possible.

At this time.

Inside the Sector 25 Operations Office.

Kajifer, Ning Chen, and a group of senior commanders, including the district chief Wang Yu, who had been seriously injured, and a group of senior soul slayers.

Everyone looked silently at the screen that kept switching.

"Zizi ......"

The flickering and extinguishing cigarette butts gave birth to wisps of smoke clouds, and when they saw the figures of some warriors completely disappear from their sight.

No matter who it is, the look will not be easy to see.

On the other side of the monitor, it is playing on a loop over and over again, a simulated picture of an explosion.

It is not difficult to see from above that as long as the central vent of the base is blown up, the entire base will collapse directly.

Kajifer spat out a puff of smoke from his mouth, and looked at Wang Yu in a wheelchair.

It's just that seeing Wang Yu's helpless shaking of his head, Kajifure's expression was miserable for a while.

"So be it, if...... If you lose.

Just blow up the central vent, if you have any last words, just leave it on this information board, the information board will be locked in a black clip, maybe in a few years, it will be delivered to your family! ”

As he spoke, he put the information board in his hand on the table.

"No, no...... No, we should have another way, the union will definitely send experts to reinforce, we also have the Southwest Army, at least 40,000 group troops, they can also rush over to support, we will wait! ”

As the chief of operations staff of Kajifre's subordinates, there were drops of sweat on his forehead at this time, constantly thinking about other possible rescuers.

But Ning Chen's words on the side ruthlessly extinguished the last bit of fantasy in his heart.

"The Southwest Corps, stationed on the Southwest Antarctic border, is all heavily armed regiments, and the hovering railcars cannot carry their weapons and equipment.

can only rush across the mountains and forests, even if the time is fast, it will take at least half a month.

Don't forget, it's snow-capped season.

As for the union ......"

Ning Chen glanced at the seriously injured Wang Yu, it is impossible for the six district chiefs to come in person, but apart from these six district heads, what power does the union have?

Ning Chen knew very well that for the sake of this war, the major families were almost exhausted.

Even some families have cut off the seedlings of three generations of their children.

Where will the manpower be drawn from??

In other words, Cagifer's decision was correct, destroying the fortress might have been a disaster, but these aliens were no better.

The outcome of both sides is enough to give the alliance and the union a sigh of relief.

"Nope! I can't, I can't accept it, I'm leaving, I'm going to take people out of the encirclement! ”

The Chief of Staff of Operations jumped up from his stool and walked out the door tremblingly, but no one stopped him.

A pair of cold eyes stared at the chief of staff of the operations who was still in high spirits not long ago.

Seeing his embarrassed and frightened appearance at the moment, I felt more and more disappointed in my heart.

Kajifer watched coldly as the chief of staff opened the door to the conference room, with a cold face, and pulled the trigger on his hand.

"Bang!"

When the bullet cracked a bloody hole in the chief of staff's forehead, Cagifer casually put the pistol down, picked up the information board on the table, and entered the previous message on it.

[Former Chairman of the Senate of the 8th District and Chief of Staff of the 25th District, died in the line of duty. 】

With that, he threw the information board on the table.

"Ning Chen, I'll leave the matter of detonation to you!"

Kajifer directly transferred the authority of the chief of staff of operations to Ning Chen, the logistics commander.

Although this guy is a saxophone guy.

But during this time, Cagifer still had a lot of good feelings about Ning Chen's resolute and pragmatic style.

Although such a person is very unlikable.

Always likes to pour cold water on others, but at critical moments, Cagifer believes in this guy more.

The authority is handed over.

Kagifer stood up, straightened his clothes, and placed the hat on his head, which symbolized the Supreme Commander, in front of his seat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is my luck and glory to be able to fight side by side with you today, and finally I will step down as the Supreme Commander, from now on, I am an ordinary soldier, on the Huangquan Road, everyone, we will meet again!"

After Calgiffer finished speaking, he saluted deeply to the group in front of him, and strode out of the office.

As the supreme commander of this battle, if he wants to die, he hopes that he can be like the middle, shrouded in horse leather and die on the battlefield.

As soon as Cajifer walked with his front foot, he followed with his hind foot, and saw the others take off their hats one after another, and place them neatly in their seats.

After saluting each other, they walked out of the office together.

"Please hide this box in an underground safe with a tracking signal system on it, and the union can retrieve this item in the future."

Wang Yu's gray face could not see joy and anger, and he only asked people to hand over the spirit box sealed with the calamity spirit to Ning Chen.

"Got it!"

Looking at Wang Yu and the calm faces behind him, Ning Chen nodded in a complicated mood.

You must know that Wang Yu is the most promising person in the Wang family.

The youngest district chief, a candidate for promotion to the six district heads.

It was even rumored by the outside world that the future of the Wang family would be the talker, but after today, there may be no more Wang Yu.

No! It's not just Wang Yu.

There are also the backbone of the Wang family and other families, and even three generations of Dumiao.

I am afraid that after today, the strength of the entire trade union and alliance will be weakened by more than half at once.

"Gone!"

After the things were handed over, Wang Yu seemed to be relieved,

He took out a bottle of psionic essence from his pocket, drank it in one gulp, and motioned for everyone to push him away.

The spirit box that seals the calamity spirit naturally cannot be destroyed.

But it must not fall into the hands of those of a foreign race.

Entrusted to Ning Chen, Wang Yu no longer has any worries, if he wants to die, then how can he be willing to be willing to succumb to others.

All of a sudden, in a huge conference room.

The only people left are the lonely Ning Chen.

On the desk, a neat military hat is placed there, as if wordlessly sticking to his last post.

"Shhhhh

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Ning Chen looked at the spirit box in front of him at this time.

From his arms, he unhurriedly took out a pale gold [dark banknote] and put it in his hand.

Looking at the dark money in front of him, Ning Chen's eyes became entangled for a while.

This dark money was obtained by him from the Lost Mansion before the Great War.

To his shock, a motorcycle swaggered into his bedroom, leaving behind a note and a letter, and then swaggering away.

This is Area 25, how can people come and go at will?

But the truth is so weird, the letter mentioned the practical method of this [dark banknote].

The sender is naturally the guy named Bitser from the Lost Mansion.

According to the method instructed in the letter, he can choose to burn this [Dead Money] and leave here at this time.

Or to send something important out of here.

"Does it really work...... If it's true, I'......"

In the entanglement, Ning Chen unconsciously folded the [dark banknote] in his hand into the shape of an ingot.

Just when Ning Chen was stunned.

Suddenly, I heard a long sigh behind me: "Paper ingots are burned to the dead, you are a young man, you have a long life, why are you carrying such an unlucky thing on your body!" ”

Ning Chen was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw that he didn't know when, the cleaning uncle who was in charge of cleaning walked in from outside the door with a vacuum cleaner.

"Buzz !!"

When I pressed the vacuum cleaner, I saw that the cleaner began to clean meticulously.

Ning Chen was stunned for a while, and his brows relaxed for a moment when he looked at the [Dark Money] in his hand that had been kneaded into paper ingots by himself.

Looking back at the cleaning uncle's gray hair.

There was a long sigh in my heart.

It's a pity that there is only one.

As a logistics commander, Ning Chen knows very well that there are so many logistics personnel, and there are more or less families and rooms, children and daughters.

Most of them came here to work as support staff to support their families.

After all, the wages here are much more lucrative than in the reserve.

But today...... but they were to be buried together.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen felt very uncomfortable, everyone said that the family and the country were righteous.

But after this righteousness, a few people can think of how many nameless souls there are under the white bones.

"Uncle, don't clean up, sit down with me and talk!"

Ning Chen glanced at the dark note in his hand.

Waving his hand to signal Uncle Cleaner to come and sit down beside him.

"Hehe, you're the chief, you have the final say, but let's say it first, don't deduct my salary!"

Uncle Cleaning sat beside Ning Chen with a harmless look on his face: "Young man, today is the winter solstice, try the dumplings I made." ”

"Dumplings??"

Ning Chen was stunned, and saw the cleaning uncle take out a lunch box from the bag in his hand.

When I opened it, there was a bowl of steaming dumplings in the lunch box.

It looks like it's just been cooked.

"Yes, it's also a Xia person, we Xia people all say that the winter solstice doesn't serve dumpling bowls, and no one cares if you freeze your ears, this is all an old saying, but since it is a statement left by the ancestors, there must be a reason, come and try it quickly!"

As he spoke, he sent the food box to Ning Chen, without chopsticks.

Ning Chen didn't use chopsticks, and put a hot dumpling in his mouth.

Hot dumplings in the mouth, delicious and juicy.

The thick aroma of green onions and the taste of pork filling, with a strong nostalgia, poured into my heart.

"Delicious!"

"It's delicious, you can eat more, I'm older, this dumpling is made more, eat less."

Ning Chen was eating, and when he heard the uncle say this, his eyes turned red, and tears couldn't stop falling out of his eyes.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, we ......"

seemed to know what Ning Chen said, and the uncle waved his hand: "Child, there is no smooth sailing in the world, but there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome." ”

After speaking, he picked up the spirit box on the table and carried it on his back.

The palm of his hand gently patted Ning Chen's shoulder, and before Ning Chen could understand anything, a pinch of his fingers made Ning Chen unconscious.

"Child, the sky is falling, the top of the old, the most important thing we Xia people lack is our old things to protect the calves, sleep with peace of mind when you are full, wake up from sleep, everything will be fine!"

After the uncle finished speaking, he lifted the Zhenling box, took three steps and two steps, and walked out with steps.

While walking, I didn't forget, with a rough and heavy old voice, reciting a song that I don't know where it came from, and walked out of the office door.

From afar, I only heard: "The soldiers are full of energy, and the battlefield is full of bones and grass roots." Who has not seen the history of ancient times, and now sees the fame and fame of the ancients. ”

When the words fell, I saw that the old man was far away.

Only Ning Chen, who had completely fainted in the office, and the [Dark Banknote] on the table that was folded into the shape of a paper ingot.