"Lord Prophet, I have come to take my leave...... Old Brown said.

His heart is actually very conflicted and struggling, and he is also suffering from gains and losses at this time.

"Why?"

Zhuang asked from afar.

Old Brown hesitated for a moment and said, "My country needs my ......"

"I will recommend a captain for you to command the aerospace carrier, and I guarantee that his abilities are not inferior to mine......" said Old Brown.

Zhuang Buyuan's brows furrowed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

To be honest, Zhuang Buyuan admires Old Brown's loyalty, there are many loyal people, but this is actually a very rare trait.

In and the drama, loyal people are often tendons and stupid characters, as the so-called "righteous slaughter of dogs".

In fact, whether it is a dog slaughterer or a scholar, there are very few loyal people. Dog slaughterers are easy to find, and there are even fewer loyal and capable people.

A loyal and capable person can be said to be available but not sought.

But among Old Brown's loyalty, the first thing has always been himself, which makes Zhuang Buyuan very painful.

What should I do?

Zhuang Buyuan's eyes widened, and the manor lord's brutal scrutiny glared at him.

Old Brown was so frightened that he bowed his head.

This feeling is coming again!

When he first saw Oreon, he felt the majesty of the prophet.

At this time, he felt a feeling that his whole body was being seen through.

In Zhuang's gaze, it seemed that the entire universe galaxy was condensed, and the light was dotted.

Just looked at Zhuang not far from his eyes for a moment, and he seemed to see his birth, old age, sickness and death, countless reincarnations.

"The Prophet knows!"

"Everything about me has been seen through by the Prophet!"

"The Prophet will punish me! I'm dead! ”

All sorts of terrible images came to his mind, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

After a long time, he heard the voice of the prophet: "Get up." ”

Old Brown didn't know how he got out of the Prophet's room, and he handed over the command of the Aerospace Carrier to the officer he had recommended earlier, and got on a transport plane.

Before the plane took off, a member of the Guards hurried in and handed him a small box: "This is a gift from the Prophet, if you encounter any difficulties, open it." ”

"The Prophet doesn't blame me?" Old Brown was ashamed and moved at the same time.

"The Prophet has foreseen everything." The guard smiled slightly, saluted, and turned to leave.

Old Brown held the box in his hand, and his heart was so entangled that he wanted to leave the plane several times, and fell to his knees in front of Oreon, weeping bitterly, thanking him for his big heart.

But he finally sat there quietly, waiting for the plane to take off.

The transport plane landed at a nearby Nut State base, and Brown Sr. changed to another plane and flew non-stop to Nut State.

Until he landed, he sat silently without saying a word.

The moment the hatch opened, he took a deep breath, let go of all the hesitation and obsession in his heart, and put the small box into his backpack.

That's it, since the motherland needs me, then I will continue to dedicate my strength to the motherland!

I've been a patriot and soldier all my life, so don't think about anything to pursue inner peace!

I was born a warrior, I want to protect my motherland, I want to fight for it all my life, even to the point of losing my life!

"Where are our aerospace carriers?" Old Brown asked the officer, "What do you need me to do?" ”

"Uh......" the official smiled awkwardly, "There has been a little change at the moment...... You take a break first......"

"What's going on?" Old Brown's face changed.

"Small changes, small changes, we can solve them right away, and now we are dealing with them......"

Old Brown instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He has been in the army of Nut State for decades, and he has long been familiar with those routines and excuses, and the more he understates it, the more wrong it is.

He wasn't a fledgling hairy boy, and after settling down temporarily, a few phone calls went out.

Underground at the Rusty Gold Institute in Nut State, Johansen almost went berserk: "Why can't you just die!" ”

"Don't be angry, didn't I say? You just have to pretend I'm not there, I'm just a recorder and shoot the necessary villain scenes! ”

Johansen is really going to be driven crazy by this guy, what the hell is this thing? Is he human or not?

Why can't someone hack to death or kill?

Why is it that even the camera can be automatically restored?

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! He could only turn around and swing his sword wildly at the others.

"No, no, no, don't kill us, we've never offended you......" The researchers wanted to escape, but unfortunately there was only one passage in this underground research institute, and now they couldn't run if they wanted to.

"You all have to die! They all have to die! And you film scum! Speaking of the film school, Johansen hated it even more, "Yes, especially you film school dregs!" Die! ”

"We film school didn't offend you, we are also oppressed people...... several "foreign" people trembled.

"No, you have to die, I hate the movie pie!"

Johansen's long knife was unsheathed, and he saw that it was about to bleed.

Suddenly, a dark shadow stopped in front of him again.

"Wait, the villain who only knows indiscriminate killing has no personality charm, and the audience won't like it!"

"What the hell are you trying to do!" Johansen is dying of anger, what do you want?

Why do I have supreme power, and I am still so aggrieved!

Oh my God, let me die!

"It's useless to kill them, you should try something else......" the shadow photographer said, "I suggest you feel the knife in your hand, there will definitely be something else......"

Johansen closed his eyes, and a flowing electric current connected him to the magic knife, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and said lightly: "I understand......"

Suddenly, he stabbed a sword straight into the chest of a scientist.

The scientist screamed in fright, I'm going to die! I'm going to die.

But he didn't feel the pain, and when he opened his eyes after a long time, he realized that there was an extra badge on his chest.

Above the badge, a long knife glowed with lightning, identical to the one in Johansen's hand.

"This ...... What is it? ”

"Servant badge of the lord of the manor...... Starting today, you are my loyal servant! Get to work! ”

"Yes, sir!" The researcher jumped as if he had been kicked.

"Aha, this turned out to be true! I'm going to build the invincible Rusty Gold Army, dominate the Nut State, no, I'm going to rule the world! Ahahaha......"

"You don't laugh domineering enough, please smile more domineering, learn from me, pinch hahahahaha......"

"Pinch hahahahaha...... Ahem......"