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It was seven o'clock in the morning, and Fan, Mu, and Art had already appeared at the beginning of the mission, leaning on the body of the light armored vehicle.

"Boss, after completing this mission, you will be able to collect the points of the primary gene enhancement liquid, right?" Art turned his head to look at Van who was leaning outside the driver's door.

Van nodded casually, and continued to wipe the disassembled AWM in his hand.

"Hey, I don't know when I'll have to afford a booster." Art sighed.

"After this mission is completed, either you will leave the task of hanging your head to me in the future, or a month after you inject the genetic enhancement solution, the effect of the medicine will be fully exerted, and you will become a three-winged angel of death through the assessment, and the team will be disbanded and let me leave." Mu said coldly to Fan.

Van paused for a moment, "I'll choose the latter." His tone was very flat.

"Humph!" Mu Leng snorted and stopped talking.

"Okay Mu, you can't stop for a while, you always make your boss unhappy, you always did this in training camp, but you never won." Art shook his head.

"But the headquarters seems to be very optimistic about our team, this time it actually let us go so far to the A-19 to carry out the mission, which is much farther than the last A-13." Art changed the subject at the right time.

As we all know, the weaker the strength of the transformer, the closer to the main city of the Angel of Death will complete the task, because this area is relatively safe, and both the quantity and quality of the Zerg are relatively low.

And those reformers who can go to the wilderness, clean up a no-man's land, and establish the New City of the Angel of Death are all strong men with terrifying strength.

Strength determines distance, and this sentence is universal to any transformed person.

However, this time, no one answered Art's words.

Art shook his head helplessly, then looked at the time in the command window of his left arm.

"Boss, when did you say when this 6D008 would arrive, I've been waiting for so long, and I don't know why the top is letting such a stranger in."

"Why did you let her in? She is the key to how far we can go this time. Designation DA-6D-6008, don't you tell me you're not going to know who she is. Mu glanced at Art.

Art shrugged his shoulders, "I really don't know this, I've been boxing in the underground black market for the past few days, and it's not easy to earn some points, so how can I have time to inquire about this." ”

"Designation DA-6D-6008, code name, Mandala. As one of the earliest Type 6 modified people, she was once the closest to perfection among them, and her flesh strengthened gene fragments, and the degree of perfection even surpassed that of the Zerg itself, which was once the hope of the Type 6 research group. However, soon after she left the training camp to start her mission, her mood began to become more and more unstable, and many people complained to headquarters about it. However, as the hope of the Type 6 research group, the research team interceded for her several times, and the headquarters tolerated her several times, until she did an incident that angered all the high-ranking of the Angel of Death, and she was forcibly frozen and sealed. After that, her data began to be classified as classified. ”

When Mu said this, Art exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow, awesome! It seems to be a legendary character.,I just don't know which one is stronger than the leader.。 ”

"I don't know." Mu pursed his lips disdainfully, obviously not optimistic about Fan.

"Giggles, which little brother is praising me?" With the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground, a woman in a crimson combat uniform suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

Mu and Aite looked at the people almost at the same time, only Fan was still wiping the barrel of the gun, as if he had expected the appearance of the woman.

"It seems that the little handsome guy's ability is perception." The woman looked at Fan, who had not reacted to her appearance in the slightest.

Van wiped the barrel of the gun thoroughly before he stopped and looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared.

But this glance made him slightly stunned.

"Giggles, it looks like the handsome little guy hasn't forgotten me." The woman chuckled.

This woman is the same person who appeared at the Mandala bar a few days ago and accosted Fan.

The image of her stepping through a deep pit in the hard street that night still left a deep impression on Fan.

On the chest of the woman's crimson combat suit, the exposed badge clearly reads the number DA-6D-6008, and the bottom of the badge is a two-winged angel of death with fluttering wings, she is the new member of the team, Mandala.

The crimson combat suit is not a color that ordinary people can control, but on Mandala's body, it shows her excellent temperament even more.

"When the battle starts, remember to stay away from me." Unwilling to appreciate this gorgeous scenery, Fan frowned instead.

Crimson, such an abrupt color is easy to be spotted by the Zerg in battle, and Van Ke doesn't want to expose himself early.

"Little handsome guy, you are really ruthless." The mandala made a weak look.

"I doubt how you managed to graduate with your character." Van said coldly that he began to have unprecedented doubts about this mission, the mandala is like a bomb that will explode at any time, and it will cause unexpected emergencies at any time, which is likely to be completely out of his control, and what Van hates the most is that his actions deviate from the plan.

"Do you think that all the reformers are so boring and indifferent to you?" Mandala raised his chin.

"Boss, don't underestimate this girl, if I'm not mistaken, this suit is AC-C01, all the belongings of our people combined, we may not be able to afford such a set." Art tugged at Fan's clothes and said in a low voice.

Van paused slightly, then opened the car door and said, "Get in the car." ”

Mu was just about to sit in the passenger seat, but he was dragged down by a mandala who didn't know when it appeared.

"Little brother, from now on, this place belongs to me."

After saying that, the mandala almost casually stuffed Mu into the back driver's seat, and the terrible brute force made Mu almost powerless to resist.

After that, Mandala sat in the passenger seat, pushed the seat back as far as possible, and put his proud long legs casually outside the window of the passenger seat.

"I can indulge some of your actions, but you have to remember that once the battle begins, I am the captain and everything must be arranged by me." Fan said lightly.

"No problem, handsome little man." Mandala waved his hand casually and replied nonchalantly.

Then the front door of the starting point was opened, and Van drove the roaring armored car, and after another leap, it fell heavily to the ground, broke through the obstacles on the road, and galloped towards the target area.

What Fan didn't know was that his current every move was completely under the monitoring of others, and even his various body data, such as heart rate and mood, were secretly installed in his protective suit in advance by sensors and sent to the central intelligence.

At this moment, Dr. Raff, who was sitting in front of the three-dimensional surveillance screen, stood behind him with a row of assistants on standby, who was looking intently at Fan's various data, "7D001, don't let me down. He muttered in a low voice, his eyes full of Xijin.