Chapter 237: Chapter 237: The Flying Arrow Team is attacked

"You went to Hildefa this time to make another big news, why didn't you take me with you? Not enough brothers! On the other end of the communication, there was a crying wolf crying and a crying of regret, and it was the bald tower.

"You go away, stinking bald." Butterflywing's angry scolding could be heard from the other side, and Calais could already imagine what was going on on her side.

Butterfly Wing, who was originally communicating with Calais, was suddenly squeezed by the big bald head, and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"It's just a small thing, you don't need to do it." Calais was also amused by this situation, and he found that there were really a lot of living treasures around him.

More than half a year has passed, and Tari hasn't left yet, this aimless 'space wanderer', I don't know why he stayed at Butterflywing's home and didn't leave, which has always made Butterflywing's head very big.

"I can't help you check about the Flying Arrow Squad, those six people have self-shielded the microcomputer, there is no way." The microcomputer that disconnected itself from the signal and the network could not be located at all, which meant that Calais had no way to get hold of the roster of members of the renegade team.

Calais had no murderous intentions towards them, but was only worried about whether they would kill their relatives and friends.

After all, if the six types of alien powerhouses shot at the same time, it would be impossible for the tower to block them.

"Be careful over there, too." Calais instructed Butterfly and Tari to be careful with each other, but his own comfort was not to worry too much.

Now, even if Homan is there in person, Calais can calmly retreat.

"Don't worry, they have lost the intelligence network of the Federation, and they are deaf and blind in Hermstar, and they can't find my home." Butterfly Wing is confident on the other end of the communication line, and Calais doesn't have to worry too much.

hung up the communication, Calais was most concerned about the butterfly wing in his arms.

The girl who had a nervous breakdown couldn't do anything, except for instinctively holding Calais, she didn't make any movements, and even her meals had to rely on nutrient solution to solve it.

Today's Bertha, like a broken puppet, will only be manipulated by Calais, ignorant and unaware.

But Calais found that even if Bertha could only make one move, he was much more skilled than she had been at the beginning, and in the long run, he would be able to wake Bertha back to her original state.

When he returned to Calais in Tacosta, he began to take care of Bertha from the top of her life, as if to teach her some basic knowledge of life bit by bit to a newborn baby.

"Eat."

"Eat."

As time passed, Bertha began to speak gradually, like a parrot, and began to learn to speak as Calais.

Today's girls, although they have a mature body, are in a state of one or two years old, and even more wooden, a little lifeless.

But Calais was able to see Bertha's change bit by bit, and his heart was filled with excitement and joy.

"Eat." Bertha shouted for dinner as she staggered along.

Calais, on the other hand, carefully lifted Bertha up with both hands, as if she were a baby, for fear that she would fall.

It's been three months since she left the slums, and now that everything is improving, Bertha's recovery is unexpectedly optimistic. Even the once-oppressed Confederation has returned to its former appearance, and there is no such storm as they are constantly vigilant.

And Director Ryan didn't look for Calais again for the time being, and he didn't even ask about the Flying Arrow Squad.

The center of the world of Calais is like Bertha.

Seeing Bertha staggering from one end of the living room to the other, Calais was overjoyed.

"Eat." Bertha doesn't have much to say, and at the moment is pointing to a picture hanging on the wall, shouting for a meal.

What she pointed to was Wang Baizhou's head.

Wang Baizhou in the photo, although he is the same as usual, his face is full of wrinkles, his loose skin is yellow, and he is no longer what it used to be, the sunglasses on his forehead and the sunhat on his head, with a blue and white flower shirt, his smile looks so sunny and cheerful, as if time has only left indelible traces on his body, but his soul has not been affected in the slightest.

Three months ago, Calais, who returned from Hildefa, stayed at Wang Baizhou's house, hoping to see that familiar figure return one day.

However, miracles never happen, and every minute and every second is a cycle of hope and disillusionment in Calais. As time goes by, the probability that Wang Baizhou will survive is indeed getting smaller and smaller.

But Calais did not give up hope, in his eyes, Wang Baizhou is still a generation of strong people, invincible, and one day, he will wait for the return of his master.

However, the quiet life is always so easily interrupted, and a communication arrives that puts an end to Calais and Bertha's peaceful days.

"Calais, we have been attacked." Peel on the other end of the communication was quickly reporting the situation, and he could faintly hear the siren of the communication security force.

"What's going on?" Calais was puzzled, and also understood the general situation in Peel's mouth.

Just half a minute ago, a gunman attacked the Flying Arrow Squad, and the energy beam in the distance shot out, catching them off guard, but fortunately, their strength was strong, only one person was shot in the arm, and the others successfully avoided this sniper assassination.

"The injury is not serious, there is no median bone, and it is not difficult to recover." Peel speculated that this was a G7-05 Gauss sniper rifle from the Azkel Empire, and even if it was a strong person, it would be killed by a single shot, and if it was hit in the arm, it would definitely be a shattering result.

This model of sniper gun is very popular, with a long range and power, it can be said that it is the ace of the Azkel Empire. And in terms of power, exaggerated, there is not much difference with a sniper.

The federal government has very strict control measures for this weapon of mass destruction, which restricts its circulation within the federal territory to the greatest extent.

But that still doesn't stop the underworld from smuggling firearms into the huge market of the Federation.

"The enemy is withdrawing quickly, estimated to be two kilometers away, and the firing points are very scattered, we are rushing over, but the probability of catching the murderer is very small." Of course, Peel and the others did not sit still, and after the other party's sniping, they launched a counterattack as soon as possible.

They wanted to see who they were who dared to snipe at them in the Federation so boldly.

"Take a look, gather information, move immediately if there is no need, hide your whereabouts, and take care of the wounded."

In fact, the Flying Arrow Team can be said to be a very terrifying knife combat force in the Federation, but after being gifted to Calais by Director Lane, they are separated from the huge logistics support of the Federation, and their special operations capabilities can be described as a significant decline.

Today's Arrow Squad, like a tiger that has lost its fangs, has been ridden to the head.

(End of chapter)