Packard experienced something he had never experienced before: rebellion.

His right-hand man and most of his soldiers abandoned their honor and duty, demanded that he allow them to withdraw from the battle and go to the evacuation point, and further threatened to use coercion if he did not agree with them.

This is the rebellion.

He was furious, but he felt helpless: the remnants were not enough to fight the outnumbered opposition and traitors, who would eventually disobey.

The lieutenant colonel could see that everyone wanted to go home except himself.

Based on the fact that this could be a humiliating thing for the Army, he had no choice but to accept defeat and hand over command to Mo Fei, a strange naval officer, who followed the others up the rags that had been pieced together from the wreckage of the planes of the previous war—Sliveko called it a "spaceship," but in fact it was just rags.

It could barely float on the water, its hastily repaired engine seemed to stall at any moment, and to make matters worse, Maro and his Japanese companions had no idea that one day it would be loaded with twenty heavily armed adults, so it was overloaded, and not only was it as crowded as a jar full of sardines, but it was also a little bit left on the freeboard.

Maybe one more person and it will turn into a shipwreck.

This tattered one doesn't make it to the evacuation point. Packard thought that before that it would capsize or sink without warning because of someone's carelessness. It was an out-and-out irony for all those who were in a hurry to get home, and he was more than happy to see it.

He'll laugh until he's convulsed.

Until that time.

As for now, since it hadn't sunk yet, Packard had just waited quietly, careful not to reveal his thoughts, and had a twisted expression of rage that deceived every pair of eyes that had been staring at him, especially the one that had been staring at him.

They belong to Ho Xie.

He had a mission in which he asked him to keep an eye on Packard to prevent him from suddenly killing him while the others weren't looking, causing them to lose the 2,000 bonus points they already had at their fingertips. This is also what He Xie is worried about, and he is more worried than Guo Bo: he was deducted 1,000 points by the main god, and now he is eager to recover his losses. Although Packard's points need to be split equally among four people, that's all he can get, unlike others who can think of something else.

He cares about Packard, doesn't want anything to go wrong, and is very committed to his task.

Once he stared at him for a long time, the lieutenant colonel's deception tactics slowly lost their effectiveness. In the end, He Xie still saw the problem through the subtle changes in his expression. Although he couldn't guess what Packard was thinking, he still had a little bad feeling about it.

"What are you thinking, Lieutenant Colonel?" He asked.

Packard tilted his head to the side, refusing to answer.

He didn't expect Guo Bo to replace him. "The lieutenant colonel is thinking that this pile of garbage will not reach the evacuation point."

He Xie saw more changes in Packard's face. Guo Bo turned out to be right again, which surprised him deeply. "How do you know?"

Guo Bo shrugged his shoulders disapprenously. "Because everybody thinks so, it must be a miracle if the ship gets to the evacuation point."

He Xie and Packard glanced around, and it was confirmed in people's faces.

The lieutenant colonel looked at Guo Bo. "You don't seem to be worried at all, soldier."

"At least we're not in the water yet, Lieutenant Colonel." Guo Bo spread his hands, "And we should have more things to worry about." ”

"Like Lieutenant Marlowe's King Kong?"

"Something other than King Kong." Guo Bo looked up at the strange bird that looked like a pterodactyl hovering over the boat, a whole flock, reminiscent of vultures. The three teams had already caused a loss of 500 points before they joined up, and now they want to do more. Several soldiers tried to disperse them, and Guo Bo reached out and pressed one of the rifles. "Don't waste bullets, we'll need them sometimes."

He Xie immediately thought of one of the possibilities. "Do you think you'll encounter skeletons?"

"Skeletons, maybe something else."

In fact, Guo Bo was worried about the main god. The cautious guy was still suppressing Mo Fei's power, so he had a hunch that it wouldn't make them comfortably take away too many bonus points, or worse, intend to kill them.

No one can say for sure, but their last journey will certainly not be easy.

It's like a horror movie, where every time the victim feels out of danger, the elusive killer will break down the door, or window, wall, and roof, or suddenly appear in the back seat of an empty car, forcing them to keep fleeing, scaring the audience half to death or laughing.

It's all routines.

The main god is not a film director, and it can do better – or rather, worse.

It doesn't have to think about the rationale of hell.

"I don't want to say it, but our situation is very serious." Guo Bo finally concluded.

He jumped straight to this part, no reason, no analysis. Packard didn't understand what he meant, and neither did He Xie, who wasn't sharp enough to detect the main god's machinations in advance.

"What do you want to say......"

"I want to say, we're in company."

Guo Bo's tone was calm, and his vision was blocked by others, so He Xie didn't immediately realize the gravity of the situation until he heard a series of exclamations.

And Marlowe's laughter. "That's what I'm talking about."

He stood up and cast his gaze in the direction everyone on the boat was looking, and almost fell into the water: directly in front of the boat, a large lizard monster was rapidly approaching.

It seems to be coming for them.

He Xie felt that this was beyond his comprehension: there were no new explosions, why did this skeleton monster appear on the ground?

"How did it come out?" He called, a little angry.

"We have a God who is too harsh." Guo Bo said in a heavy tone.

This time, He Xie understood what he meant, but he hoped he didn't understand: killing a skeleton monster and killing a skeleton monster released by the main god have completely different difficulties, one is easy, and the other is probably impossible to do, even if you add Mo Fei.

"Very well," he cried out to himself, "we're all going to die." ”

That's what most people think, but they don't speak, only Maro keeps laughing. "I said it before, we're all going to die here."

In his laughter, Qin Lang quietly took over the twin machine guns in the bow of the ship, and Guo Bo became the new helmsman.

They were all waiting for Mo Fei's instructions.

Mo Fei stared at the approaching giant skeleton without saying a word, carefully calculated its distance from the boat, and waited patiently for it to enter the effective range. In the end, he raised his hand and asked Qin Lang to prepare to shoot, and then made another gesture to let him continue to standby.

Because Ms. Weaver has made a new discovery.

"Look!" She shouted, "It's King Kong!" ”

At first, it was just too far away for anyone to see, and only Ms. Weaver caught it through the lens of her camera, and then after a while, the behemoth, which had disappeared for nearly two days, came into view. It charged towards the giant Skeleton, and at about the same time, the Skeleton shifted significantly in its path, repositioning itself to a path that collided head-on with it.

"Oh," the people on the boat heard Guo Bo's voice again, "there's a good show to watch now." ”