"She's an alien?"

"Is she parasitized by an alien?"

"Can anyone tell me what just happened?"

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After confirming that Yunyue had left, those people hurriedly spoke.

Only the councillor was silent, and he rushed to the workbench with a lunge.

Whether it is the control screen or the display screen, it is pitch black.

Apparently, the workbench hardware has been completely destroyed.

"Councillor, I'...... I just seem to have seen something. ”

A staff member close to the workbench said resignedly.

"What do you see? Say it. ”

The councillor jerked to look at him.

"That person was supposed to be searching for some information."

"I can't be sure what it is."

"But at the end, I saw that she must have sent a message, an audio message."

With that, the staff member took out his portable light screen, shook it open, and then quickly drew a wave line diagram on it.

"I have a good memory, so I shouldn't be mistaken."

"She made an audio message through software, and I just saw the last segment that appeared when she sent it, and that's about it."

The staff member turned the light screen back to the councillor and said.

"This peak ......"

Another staff member looked confused, then walked over and imported his peaks into his portable light screen.

After a short but quick response, the staff member looked up.

His expression was a little dazed: "The audio information is uncertain, but I can be sure that such a peak change is very similar to General Barry's voice." ”

"You mean, she sent a message in the name of General Barry?"

The councillor clearly thought of something, and his face turned pale.

"Yes, but I'm not 100% sure, I can only say that there is a big possibility."

The staff member hesitated, then replied.

"It's over."

The councillor sat down, his face like death.

"What's wrong?"

The councillor's assistant was paler than the former, still wallowing in the fear and shock that the woman had brought him, and he walked over to the councillor and asked.

"Every fleet cluster has a star commander."

"After all fleet clusters have strategically retreated to the Utopian system, they will have to obey the orders of Star General Barry."

"Just now, she sent an audio message in Barry's name."

"Obviously, this is an order."

"What do you say this order means now when Admiral Barry has already ordered the retreat of the Third and Fourth Fleet Clusters?"

Cold sweat continued to flow down the councilor's forehead, and he responded in a dry voice.

"Hurry up and contact them?"

"Tell them the news is fake?"

A lieutenant shouted in horror.

"We can't contact the two fleets now?"

"I've seen it just now, when she invaded the workbench, she should have cast some kind of biological energy through the line pipeline, and now all the equipment in the entire communication base has been destroyed, and we can't keep any contact with the outside world at all."

"Of course, if we can get out of the communications base, we may still find a way."

"But you listen ......"

An older staff member said with a wry smile, and at the last sentence he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the door.

As if he had the ability to predict the future, just as the staff member stretched out his hand, a sharp scream sounded from the distance of the passage outside the door.

"I thought she wasn't interested in us."

By this time, the councillor had calmed down.

With a wry smile, he pulled another miniature high-energy gun from the guard's waist and aimed it at the door.

Whether it was due to the self-esteem of a councillor or the indomitable spirit of the "Celestial Star Clan", there was no way he could stay there and let the aliens rush in and kill him mercilessly.

The screams outside the door had long since stopped, but the echo had not yet dissipated.

And, more screams and screams came from afar.

More than a dozen people in the control room stared at the door uneasily, but they didn't notice that in the air supply pipe above their heads, a slender black figure quickly ran in.

No hesitation and no waste of time.

The evolved messenger alien, with its nimble and slender body and fast speed, is invincible at least in this control room.

The Courier Xenomorph, aware of this, slammed into the courier as he ran in.

The thin air supply duct shattered, and before the men looked up, the messenger alien had pounced on a man.

Obviously, its choice is the most correct.

Before the miniature high-energy shooter in the hands of the Councillor's bodyguard could fire, his head was pierced by the tip of the courier alien's tail.

Dealing with the enemy that threatens it the most, the Courier Alien has no scruples.

As its ghostly figure flashed around the control room, screams continued to sound until it was completely silent.

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"Have you contacted General Barry?"

What happened on Planet Five, the "fleet cluster" naturally didn't know, and General Franks's face was a little red because of extreme patience.

"Still can't be contacted."

The staff on the communication platform responded tremblingly.

Resisting the urge to get angry, Franks knew that it was useless to be angry at him, and then said in a deep voice: "Play the message just now." ”

The staff member hurriedly complied.

"I'm General Barry."

"The situation has changed, please move all warships to the following coordinates."

"We're going to have a final showdown with the alien civilization there."

The message was quickly finished, but Franks' brow was furrowing deeper and deeper.

Looking at the coordinate points marked on the other light screen, he was puzzled.

About 30 percent of the warships of the two "fleet clusters" have already entered the "Utopian system".

No one said anything about the 30 percent of the warships, but everyone knew that they were finished.

There might still be a chance to retreat, but no one believed that the thirty percent of the ships would survive after they received the order to hold off the aliens.

"Commander, the Fourth Fleet group is already moving towards the target area."

"What are we going to do?"

I don't understand where Barry got the confidence to start a decisive battle with the "alien civilization", and I can't figure out what hole cards he can have, Franks's ears rang with the voice of the lieutenant.

"Let's get over there."

"I can't reach Barry, but that's his voice."

"We cannot disobey his commands."

"Let's get started, lean over the target area he pointed out."

After much thought, Franks made this decision with difficulty.