Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Black Mecha in the Underground Warehouse

As soon as the words came out, the old principal Miles realized that it was not good, and he lost his words.

It's just speculation, although it's a good chance that it's been guessed. But not allowing such irresponsible words to be confided in front of everyone until it has been proven will cause unnecessary panic and make things out of control. But it's too late to take it back.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the atmosphere in the venue began to become strange. In addition to a few parents of students who came around, including Zifeng Yuan, Yicheng and his wife and Old Wellington. Almost all the others sat still. On the surface, they all looked calm, but the whispering of each other and the inquiring eyes that swept over his body and on the big screen from time to time made the old principal Miles feel more and more bitter.

The guys who could sit in the referee hall didn't have a fuel-efficient lamp. He has been in the upper echelons for a long time, has good psychological quality, and is not surprised by changes. But such a person is terrible. Human beings are curious creatures, no matter what is good or bad, as long as it is fresh and exciting enough, it can satisfy what can be described as a distorted curiosity. The higher the position, the greater the arc of psychological distortion.

At this moment, the old principal of Miles hoped that they would all surround them one by one like the parents of the students in front of them, and they were excited to ask questions, and he didn't want them to be gods in the niche there, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai one by one. In fact, the brain is all making up for it. On the surface, it can't be seen, maybe their current thinking curve may have extended into space.

I just hope that these unconscious masters can guess as much as they want, and make up for it as much as they want, but don't go out and talk nonsense to the outside news media, then it will be troublesome. Afterwards, no matter what happens, it's not easy to clean up.

Alas, I'm really bad as a headmaster. I had a hunch that something might happen, but I didn't expect it to be so serious. The buzzer didn't work after the pre-dispensing, and even the worms appeared. Things are clearly out of control.

The old principal didn't know the bottom of his heart, because there were nearly 200 children at stake. If there really was a god in this world, he would pray earnestly that his guess was wrong. Otherwise, even if he finally apologizes with death, I am afraid it will be difficult to feel at ease......

Forget it, let's calm down the parents of these students first, and then say, "Everyone, please don't be impatient, at present, it is only the communication is interrupted, and what exactly happened on the Andean side needs to be further confirmed." The young masters and young ladies of the house are also children in our academy, and I believe that they will not be in danger and will be fine. Please rest assured. Peace of mind waiting here for further news. ”

"What does it mean that there will be no danger? The fleet is going to surround the planet. The 48th Panzer Division was dispatched. It must have been a terrorist who broke into the Andes, no, the game had to be stopped. Get my kids out of the Andes, right now, right now! "This chubby city councillor has a good relationship with Principal Miles on weekdays. Both of them were fat men weighing more than one hundred and eighty pounds, and they got together to drink tea and chat in their spare time, and they had a lot of common language. But now, because it involves the safety of the children, the fat councillor who looks excited almost came up directly and grabbed the old principal Miles by the neck and forced him to give an order.

"Mr. Rice, now that communication is cut off, even if Principal Miles orders a retreat, the children in the mountains will not hear from them. Don't get excited, don't get excited. Mr. Yicheng was so good at talking that he was able to temporarily persuade the excited fat councilor. Turning his head to look at the old principal Miles solemnly, his lips moved, but he still leaned close to his ear and asked in a voice that only the two of them heard: "Mr. Miles, it is about my daughter, so please forgive me." I just want to know about them you mentioned...... Who is it referring to? ”

Instead of being called principal, he is called sir.

Calling the principal is a personal friendship, and Mr. is a general term in the official face, and the distance between words has narrowed the relationship between them. The implication is that you must answer my questions and not hide them. Otherwise...... I am the boss of Huaxin Heavy Industries, and I work closely with the military. With a wide range of contacts and abundant resources, once I get mad, you can't bear it even if you're the principal.

Old Principal Miles smiled wryly, time was running out now. He couldn't afford to waste time here. Major General Migwill and Major General Suzuka next to him, as well as the former Tiger general...... Hey? That guy is always so elusive. I don't know when, the bearded boss disappeared from the room.

The remaining two military generals, a man and a woman, were urging him with their eyes, hurry up, old man, don't grind here. Can you still do something serious?

"I suspect it's the madmen who are doing something!" The old headmaster, Miles, whispered in Mr. Ichisei's ear. pushed away the crowd and led three or four college executives to hurriedly go out to make arrangements. Migwill and Suzuka also led their respective lieutenants' retinues to follow closely behind to make corresponding preparations.

Migwill goes to the nearest space orbital launch site. To be on the safe side, he decided to go to the fleet under his command himself. He had the same guess in his mind as the old headmaster Miles, hoping that the guess was wrong, otherwise, what was happening in the Andes would become the biggest terrorist attack in recent decades. The consequences can be severe. The impact will be very big in the future!

Major General Suzuka, who has a beautiful face and a sassy and heroic temperament, didn't think about it that much, she just hoped that her special mecha could be airdropped as soon as possible, and then rush to the Andes as quickly as possible, and it was best to contain everything before the catastrophic event expanded, at least to save some more students.

The old headmaster and they left, as did the two dazzling upstarts in the army. The discussion in the hall gradually became louder. Old Wellington walked to the window and saw only his back. The hand in his trouser pocket clenched into a fist. He certainly knows exactly what is happening in the Andes. He had planned all of this. But now he suddenly had a very bad premonition, things seemed to be out of control, and it was different from the agreement.

The "Night Stalkers" squad are also notoriously ruthless among the many pirate gangs entrenched in the Rocky Star Domain. Whatever prey they set their sights on, they never leave a mouth alive. How could such a group of murderous pirates be willing to play with him for a little money and energy blocks?

What did that old guy Miles mean by that earlier sentence? And according to the current situation, the planet Marfa will be surrounded into iron barrels, and the ground and air will jointly conduct a thorough search. Even after this is over, it will be difficult for the rest of the Night Stalkers to leave. What if things don't go the same way as planned, or if they turn the other cheek...... No, we have to think of a perfect solution! Some of the marks that should be erased should be erased as soon as possible.

The more old Wellington thought about it, the more unsteady he became, and the more his bad premonition became stronger. But he had to endure it now, and he couldn't leave for the time being. Otherwise, it would be suspicious. People who have ghosts in their hearts will be suspicious of everything they do.

"Issei, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly? ”

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry, I'm fine. Your face doesn't look good, either. Don't worry too much, our daughter will be fine. Mr. Issei shook his wife's hand tightly and comforted her with gentle words. But in fact, he was anxious at the moment. Forcing yourself to be calm, but on the surface you have to pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, once his wife learns the truth, she will faint immediately. Her heart was already bad, and she couldn't stand too much stimulation.

Mad race, there is only one race in this world that is called mad by all races in the universe, the Kaka race.

The old headmaster Miles meant that the people of the Kaka tribe were doing something, which meant that there were people from the Roland Empire who broke into the Andes.

How did they appear here, you can check it later, the most important thing at the moment is whether these Roland people are ordinary Roland people or soldiers of the Roland Empire? What exactly will be their purpose for those students? Kidnap? Still is...... He broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to continue thinking about it. Holding his wife's hand, he couldn't help but feel a little stronger.

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With a screak, with the screeching sound of brakes, a sturdy black off-road car stopped in front of the Starry Sky electronics store. The bearded boss got out of the car and hurriedly pushed the door open.

"Huh? Boss? The boss who often hasn't seen anyone for ten days and a half suddenly appeared, and Zhu Mei's eyes suddenly lit up, looking at this mature and full of vicissitudes of life, Zhu Mei always couldn't control her heartbeat, every time she saw the boss, she was nervous, her face was feverish, and she was ashamed and happy. But every time I endured it and didn't dare to show it. I can't see people when the time comes, but there is always a little more worry.

The bearded boss of the girlish feelings of the little family jasper is not unfeeling, but he hides far away every time.

"Oh, I've got something to do, you're busy." The bearded boss walked briskly towards the back door, looking at his hurried back, Zhu Mei pouted aggrievedly, and his eyes were resentful. As soon as the back door was opened, the bearded boss turned around and said, "This month's salary hit your card." Well, that's a three-percent increase for you, buy more delicious food in the future. Look at your skinny and make up for it. He wanted to say something, but finally turned into a sigh, and went out and took the back door with him.

Zhu Mei looked at the back door in a daze, suddenly holding a hot and feverish red puff on her face, her crooked apricot eyes flashed with shame, and she was about to float up with excitement, "He gave me a thirty percent salary increase, he said that I was thin, let me buy more delicious supplements, he was caring about me, giggles, gi......ggles, giggles"

The bearded boss came to the backyard and staggered into a deserted yard. It's huge, hundreds of square meters. Overgrown with waist-deep green weeds. Near the gate of the courtyard stands a small, dilapidated warehouse. On the nose of the warehouse door hangs an old-fashioned lock from hundreds of years ago. From the neckline, he took out the brass key that hung around his neck, tied to a red rope.

I took it off, my fingers gently stroked the key, and my embarrassed eyes were full of memories. The next moment, with a firm gaze, he opened the lock and pulled the door open, waved the dust that came to his face with his hand, touched the door frame, and there was a click in the dark and empty warehouse, and the ground cracked, and a staircase extending downward appeared, and the orange lights on both sides lit up in turn.

The stairs are covered with a thick layer of dust, and you can leave clear footprints when you step on them.

Click, click, and walked down the steps into an underground corridor more than ten meters long. Walking to the tall iron door at the end, the bearded boss brushed off the dust on the electronic lock next to the door, entered the password, and with a click, the iron door opened, revealing a huge underground warehouse inside. Big and empty.

Only a black mecha nearly twenty meters tall and covered with a thick layer of dust stood in the center of the warehouse. Dozens of energy input pipes and cables are plugged into the body.

The shape of the mech is unlike any other model out there. Rough, strong, majestic, and resembling the ancient generals with helmets and armor. The two alloy knives crossed over their backs exposed only the handles.

The bearded boss looked up at the black behemoth. With a complicated look, "Old man, it's been ten years......"