"The ambush has been dismantled, and their men are shrinking towards the Four Seasons." Winkler reports to Ludwig, who is standing by the porthole. "I think it's time, sir." He suggested.

"Well, it's time." Ludwig nodded slightly, his expression was as if he was at the moment, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up like a hook.

These poor gophers...... He looked down at the devastated battlefield and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

The vacuum, the cyber dogs, once upon a time, these pagans who were spurned by the gods were almost deliberately forgotten by the human world, but now they are indiscriminately emerging from a circle of rotten stones, uniting with the despicable and sinister Kezmian mob, and actually daring to pick the tiger whiskers of the Minotaur in the territory of the Silver Alliance.

No matter how ridiculously the new nouveau riche of the Military Council gave him ridiculous assurances, and how ridiculous the real intentions of the burrowing rats were, he was right about a relatively crucial element of the operation. That is, these rats will never damage the Four Seasons that they have worked so hard to grab, let alone the bombs and hostages that will be scattered in it?

But the reason for this is not as Dino as that Dino. Fazzani's analysis said that they needed this ship, to make this luxury pleasure ship a vehicle to return to their old homeland. No, by no means! When he was the deputy commander-in-chief of the First Fleet in the past, he didn't know where to look at the warehouse, and what amazing insight could this fool have to dare to make any suggestions to himself about this operation?!

From his point of view, these timid rats just don't dare! That's all!

Robbing the Four Seasons, threatening hostages, and cleverly issuing various ultimatums to the Yinmeng, the real purpose of these smokers is only one in his opinion, money!

Two hundred years ago, it was they who had made a vow never to set foot on the ground until the false god returned, and they built a ship away from the Forkus that had been given to them for a long time, and tried to win the sympathy of the federal people by pretending to self-harm.

After the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice, and when the eye-catching trick could no longer fool anyone, they decided to kill them, and they tried their best to plan and wait patiently, until they finally got into trouble when no one could care about them after the 'Funeral Day Massacre'.

Slaughtered the active soldiers of the Silver Alliance, forcibly seized the assets of the Minotaur, kidnapped the VIPs of the Four Seasons Company, and now, ignoring the not-so-distant history of Falkus, which was given to them in the first place, they were so embarrassed to send out shrimp soldiers and crab generals to forcibly occupy them!

What are these garbage guys trying to do with such a puzzling move? Isn't it for the riches of the Heisenberg plutocracy?

They reneged on their oath to carve out a territory around that ridiculous statue in order to become a future rival to the Minotaur and even the Silver Alliance, and then used filthy means to sell the poor hostages, i.e., to demand endless ransom from their relatives and the plutocracy's compensation agencies.

But do they really dare to massacre hostages on a large scale? No, never! Because that is their only bargaining chip, and it is also the only remaining reliance of this pagan race, and once they lose these and cause the anger of the entire population, not to mention the retaliation of the Silver Alliance's military, the military strength of the True Guard Company alone can become a nightmare for their clan, and then the angry Werner. Heisenberg will surely let the flames of revenge ignite the entire Ito, erasing the false god believers from the human race, and then becoming a history that fades year by year, like countless pasts.

Are they really stupid enough not to see the consequences of all this?

They better not.

The artillery fire on Beowulf was never stopped, and Sylm. Ludwig's thoughts were already drifting in his 'vision', but with the urging of his assistant behind him, the commander-in-chief of Zhenwei's operation finally came to his senses.

"Implement the second phase." He gathered his mind and gave the order in a firm and unmistakable tone.

"Yes, sir." Tim. Winkler shouted at the tactical table.

……

Beowulf's barrage of artillery fire finally stopped, giving the boatmen soldiers who were already on the verge of death a moment of respite, but the nightmare that surrounded them was not over, and with the small sound of the ship's engine in the sky, she began to slowly fly towards the Four Seasons, and thus stopped in front of the large pleasure boat.

Due to the heavy casualties of the ship's armed forces, no one could guess the true intentions of the mysterious ship at this time, and then several hatches on the side of her hull opened, ropes were thrown, and groups of heavily armed mercenaries of various tribes began to descend the rope.

"Are they planning to take the Four Seasons by force?" Han Sanzu looked up in disbelief at what was happening in front of him, and at this time, the boat warriors who had retreated to the vicinity of the Four Seasons to redeploy had already begun to fire hard at the airborne mercenaries, and the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle in front of this huge luxury cruise ship.

"I told you they don't care about hostages!" Brant was also shocked when he saw this.

"No, it's not." The Devourer spoke at this time. "The life and death of the passengers of the Four Seasons is related to the reputation and credibility of Heetherberg's enterprises, which is the foundation of Joseph Sr.'s construction of this galactic giant ship in the first place, so they dare not make that crazy decision."

"Are you blind?" Brant jumped up and pointed to the messy battlefield and the mercenaries who were attacking the Four Seasons. "Isn't that crazy enough?" He said angrily.

"You get down for me." Han Sanzu pulled him back to the sand dunes by the arm, and then several kinetic energy bullets struck one side, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"As a mercenary of the True Guard, I can only tell you that the 'executioner' never easily plays all the trump cards in his hand." As he spoke, he looked at Ou Jifeng, who was sitting on the side, and then at the Scarlett particle beam rifle against his head, his wrinkled ugly face seemed to be a little hesitant.

"In order to prevent you from being provoked and shooting the captives, I advise you to ...... Open the co-phase force field shield. He finally decided to reveal the truth to Han Sanzu.

"You mean......" Han Sanzu was startled when he heard this, but he immediately woke up like an empowerer, and then shouted into the communicator on his chest: "Control room, control room, hurry!" Open ......

But it was too late at this time, and before he could finish his words, except for the Devouring God who was wrapped in the environmental shield, everyone suddenly felt a buzzing in their ears, and suddenly they could no longer hear the guns and screams not far away, but only heard their own heartbeats and gasps; The sound pierced their cochlea like a long needle, and gradually invaded their brains more and more violently.