"Samson" continued to wander in the air.

Just four prey couldn't satisfy any hunter, and besides, there were people among them who didn't catch anything—He Xie swore that he wouldn't give Qin Lang any more chances. He didn't worry about conventional, she had run out of missiles and had to be in charge of piloting transport planes; There are also Mo Fei and Guo Bo, the two of them have no intention of making a move, and they don't seem to be in a hurry to get bonus points - as for Bai Xiong, the only thing he can do now is watch.

The next hunt will be a competition with only three hunters.

He Xie wants to win the championship.

He took the M60 machine gun off the gun carriage and held it with one hand, with his index finger outside the trigger guard ready to fire at any time, and with the other hand he grabbed the edge of the cabin roof, and with both feet he stepped on the skid-type landing gear, and leaned half of his body out of the engine room in search of new prey. This bold move is undoubtedly full of dangers, and he could be shot by the blue-skinned alien at any time, but he doesn't care at all, he just wants to come out on top.

He heard Qin Lang mocking Guo Bo: "Look, now he looks like you again." ”

Of course, this level of sarcasm is of no use to Guo Bo. "I'll admit, he's finally become like a warrior." He said happily, "How do you say that sentence, really a warrior, dare to face it head-on - be careful!" ”

As he screamed, Samson began to shake violently from side to side, not to malfunction but to avoid it: without warning, it fell into a carefully woven web of crossfire. A dozen blue-skinned aliens popped up, each shooting at it.

He Xie's dynamic vision didn't help him spot these enemies, and Guo Bo's psionic energy didn't either.

But he could feel their anger.

"Looks like we've these blueskins." Guo Bo laughed, as if he had shot not a sharp arrow like a short spear but a blooming flower.

"That's a good sign." He Xie said loudly, sideways to avoid a sharp arrow, and then returned with fierce fire, sending away the blue-skinned warrior who shot the arrow.

"One." He shouted ostentatiously, moving the muzzle of his gun to the next enemy.

Qin Lang ignored his provocation and talked to Jimmy. Together, Xu moved to the other side of the cabin and began to clear out the alien enemies that had been exposed one by one. Their marksmanship is very good, and their guns are good guns, and no blue-skinned man can escape.

The casualties of these indigenous samurai increased rapidly, and in an instant, more than half of them were killed.

However, more blueskins are still popping up, joining this unequal battle from all directions. The arrows they fired completely blocked Samson's course, and most of them were routinely dodged, but some still hit the transport plane, disguising it little by little as a fancy hedgehog.

It's a pity that the thorns are all facing inward.

"I think we should leave." The white bear screamed—he was almost nailed to death in the cabin by a sharp arrow, and he shivered like he had malaria.

"You have to get used to this kind of scene," He Xie cried out cheerfully. He'd just knocked off half of a blue-skinned man's head with a single shot, and he'd be in a surprisingly good mood now. "The last time we encountered hundreds of bugs, and each one of them wanted to chop us into meat stuffing and wrap it into dumplings."

The white bear curled up, holding his head, asked, "Tell me, will those bugs shoot arrows at you?" ”

"No, it won't." Qin Lang answered instead of He Xie, and at the same time pulled the trigger. Three hundred meters away, two blue-skinned men who happened to overlap in front and back fell at the same time.

"Nineteen." He spat out a number.

He Xie's good mood disappeared immediately. With a slight hint of indignation, he forced a few blue-skinned warriors to hide behind trees with a flurry of fire, then told Regular, "Lower your heights, I'm going down and kill those guys." ”

"Are you sure? There are dozens of aliens down there. Conventional looked back at him, unaware that he was piloting a transport plane that had been caught in multiple firepower.

He Xie thought for a long time, maybe close to a minute, and finally realized that it might be a bit bold to jump into the encirclement of dozens of blueskins with only one machine gun - he really should have put on power armor.

He corrected the request: "Then just lower the height." ”

"No, it can't be lowered!" The white bear was a little hysterical: an arrow suddenly popped up through the floor, right between his two thighs.

Then another arrow.

"Pull up the height!" Qin Lang shouted.

This time the convention didn't ask any questions. "Samson" quickly climbed high and hid out of the range of his bow and arrows. Enraged, the Blueskins had to stop attacking, followed by three hunters, who found it difficult for bullets to inflict substantial damage on the Blueskins at this distance, so they gave up hunting.

Guo Bo made a U-turn gesture. "Let's go back."

Samson began to return home.

The return of the transport plane with its fuselage full of arrows to the gates of hell caused an immediate sensation: no one had ever seen a transport plane so badly damaged. The ground crews gathered around it and argued fiercely, trying to figure out whether they should just throw it aside or see if there was any value in repairing it, while the mercenaries surrounded Corporal Wayslet, trying to get any valuable information from him.

Waysett vividly described to them a fierce battle about how Commissar Guo Bo commanded himself and other soldiers to successfully thwart a surprise attack by hundreds of indigenous warriors—it was really just a story, and the corporal had little knowledge of the truth and could only remember a few doctored images.

The image that Guo Bo wanted him to remember.

Some truths are hidden, others are exaggerated.

Wewlitt took them all seriously, as did the mercenaries who heard his story, and the mercenaries who sold them to the curious who didn't hear the story for themselves, and then they changed hands again, again and again, and by the end of the day, Commissar Guobo's name and legend had spread throughout the base.

This gave him and the entire team of Hell Squad an emergency summons.

Parker. Seifrits, the top head of RDA's mining development project in Pandora, is a contradictory administrator who wants to destroy the Na'vi civilization and defend the company's interests, but is unwilling to order the security forces to launch an attack so as not to damage his personal image. The story of Waylitt was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him: he had just taken Grace, who was furious that he had been given a retired Marine as a replacement for the intended scientist. Augustine hurried out of the office, and now had a hunch that the difficult old woman would do it again, with doubling his anger.

Severidge could only gather the parties involved and pray that he would be able to solve the problem before Augustine came to his door.

Unfortunately, he soon realized that this was just wishful thinking.

In the eyes of him and everyone else who was nearby, Commissar Guo Bo, who had a legendary reputation, was not one of Quarridge's small soldiers who could be commanded at his disposal, he knew his position and was happy to use it in an aggressive way: "Director Severidge, I don't want to accuse you of dereliction of duty, but I just want you to understand that the board of directors is very unhappy with the progress of the Pandora project. The company invested a lot of money, but did not get the expected returns. So I and my people will be sent here. ”

He Xie knew that he also used psionic energy when he spoke, not to obtain or modify memories, but just to deter Sefrits, and the effect was remarkable.

"I know that the Colonel has explained your situation to me." He stroked his forehead and pleaded bitterly, "But you can't go to war with the Na'vi as soon as you get here. ”

"It was the blue-skinned natives who attacked us first, and they fired the first shot."

"The problem is—"

"The problem is that it's worse than expected, Director Severidge." Guo Bo clenched his fists, "The security forces either did not show our strength to the indigenous population, or they did not play the role they should, they have no fear of us, and this situation must be corrected." ”

Seyfriech's voice lowered. "We have a set schedule, commissar."

"It's out of sync, Director." Guo Bo demanded with a tough attitude, "You need a new timetable. ”

"Who needs a new schedule?" A woman's voice came from behind him.

Grace. Augustine arrived.

She wasn't alone, and the leader of the Sapphire Squad followed her like her bodyguard - even though he was wearing a lab coat, he still looked like a bodyguard.

His figure, and his face, betrayed his identity.

He Xie felt that he was the paladin that Mo Fei had foreseen.

He wondered what this guy was following Augustin for: Worried that the Hell Squad would just kill her? Possibly, after all, the Lord God did not forbid that. But now that the entire Hell Squad is here, what good can a paladin do? Or is it that the people of the Sapphire Squad are here, but they are just hiding.

He Xie thought about it, and almost didn't notice that Guo Bo and Augustine had already clashed.

"Grace. Dr. Augustin, I've heard your name. He deliberately used a provocative tone, "It looks like you're the Colonel's non-Na'vi problem." ”

"For people like you, people like me are really a problem." Augustin replied, then walked around him and walked over to Severidge, "I thought you were just a idiot on my team, I didn't expect you to find so many. You want me to have a good relationship with the Na'vi, but you're actually making things worse and worse with these violence-filled idiots......"

"Grace, the commissar and his people are not what I found." Severidge defended himself.

Augustine looked at him suspiciously. "If it's not you, who got these guys?"

"They were sent by the board."

"Are you sure?" Augustin looked back at Guo Bo, then shook his head, "I don't think so." ”

He Xie's gaze jumped back and forth between her and Captain Sapphire, and it suddenly occurred to her what this paladin might have done: to expose the identity of the Hell Squad, of course, not completely, only a small part, but enough to make her suspicious, and then bring it up to Severidge.

He needs Sefritsch to ask Guo Bo to prove his identity, and this can't be done, Guo Bo can't come up with evidence, if he makes one up at random, he will immediately show his feet.

The same goes for the rest of the Hell Squad.

Very good plan, unfortunately it won't be of much use.

"Director, I suggest you show the doctor the company's instructions." Guo Bo reminded, "It should be in your computer." ”

He Xie smiled in his heart. Of course, Severidge didn't get any instructions, but Guo Bo's psionic abilities would make him think that he had indeed received such a document, and if he opened his computer and searched, he would find that it was indeed there: as a cyborg infiltrator, he was also very good at reprogramming computer equipment.