As the most trusted general in the city, Maniac has been in charge of the capital, especially the global defense center of the "Flaming Mountain", from the beginning. In exchange for the peaceful handover of Lao Biao, he and his remaining 10,000 garrisons retained the right to guard the global defense center.

Since the incident a few days ago, the whole person seems to have changed as if he has changed a person, and there is an inexplicable aura of murder all over his body, which makes those subordinates who have been crawling and rolling with him for a year unconsciously feel a little in awe of him.

Just as Lao Biao said, frantically receiving public opinion is popular with the people, and at least more than half of the 100,000 garrison troops are very fond of their commander.

Although most of the troops were taken away by Kalman and Casa, their hearts were still in a frenzy. As for the 10,000 people who stayed by the side of the mad pickup, not to mention, it was the real iron rod that the mad picker used more than 200 days and nights to pour out with a piece of boldness and sincerity.

This is also why Kalman did not dare to use force against wild public opinion, but to accept his surrender, it was to consider his influence on the ground forces.

Just now, Crazy Jieyu has been standing in the center of the defense, watching the vigorous mecha battle through the screen.

Just when the blood of the frenzied public opinion was boiling so much that he was about to send troops to respond, the death-like mecha suddenly disappeared mysteriously.

This made the crazy public opinion feel disappointed, but also some excitement.

The adjutant who served with him saw a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time on his face, so he asked with a smile: "Commander, although the cosmic knight was very relieved, he didn't kill Kalman after all, why did the commander laugh?" ”

"That person is Mo Cheng."

Madness turned his face, looked at his adjutant, and said with a firm face.

"How so? Isn't Lord Mercheng a master of strategy? How did you become a super soldier? ”

The adjutant asked, his eyes wide in astonishment.

"It's him, it's not wrong, it's him." "Whatever strange things he does, I'm not surprised, because he's always a surprise guy." ”

When he said this, he paused, puffed up his chest, and said proudly: "If you don't believe it, just wait and see, or in a few days, my brother will be killed." ”

The adjutant looked at the mad public opinion suspiciously, and originally wanted to say something, but when he saw that the crazy public opinion was so high, he grunted and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

At this moment, an inspector suddenly came over and said to the mad receiver: "Commander, the situation seems to be a little wrong. ”

"What's wrong?"

The Inspector suddenly threw over such a sentence, which made the crazy public opinion a little confused.

"Commander, look here......"

The Ombudsman said, capturing the surveillance footage on the act of removing Ludwig's right shoulder with a knife on his birthday.

"What's going on here?"

Crazy public opinion still didn't understand what the Ombudsman was trying to say.

"Commander, don't you understand what I mean?"

The Inspector quickly retrieved a schematic diagram of the structure of the Cosmic Knight Mecha from the database.

The Ombudsman first sketched out a rough shape of the structure of Ludwig's severed right shoulder, and then enlarged this part in particular.

At the beginning, he was still staring at the schematic diagram of the structure, but after a while, his mouth began to open slightly.

Then, slowly, his hand reached out and pointed to a certain location in the schematic diagram of the structure.

Suddenly, a loud "ah" shouted wildly, startling the entire monitoring center.

All the people looked this way, and as a result, they saw the faces that were a little distorted with a wild smile, "The passenger seat, the right shoulder is extremely close to the passenger seat, quick, quickly show me the video just now, slow down at a speed of one-fiftieth." ”

"Yes."

Seeing that his intentions were finally understood by the chief, the Inspector looked excited, he smiled and nodded, and then immediately carried out the order of the frenzied public opinion.

"I can't see clearly, or I can't see clearly, hurry up and arrange for the computer to calculate. See what the odds of Kalman's bastard dying are in this case? ”

After about a few minutes, the Ombudsman ran back from the computer center, "Commander, the results are out." ”

"How much?" Wildly picked up the public and grabbed the supervisor tightly with both hands, and asked impatiently.

"The chance of injury is more than 99.9 percent, the chance of serious injury is 87 percent, and the chance of death is 79 percent."

"Seventy-nine percent...... Seventy-nine percent ...... Seventy-nine percent? He blinked, rubbing his hands together and repeating the words in his mouth.

After reading it back and forth about ten times, he pulled his hair a little anxiously and asked the people around him, "Can anyone tell me what the fuck is 79 percent?" ”

After the crowd looked at each other for a while, one of the bespectacled subordinates finally said timidly: "I think the concept of seventy-nine percent is that if there are no accidents, Kalman...... It should be dead. ”

As soon as his words fell, he saw the whole person turn his head sharply and look directly at him, the light radiating from his eyes was hot enough to make people feel burning.

"You repeat what you just said."

The mad receiver said this almost word by word, so that the poor man with glasses thought that he had offended this macho man somewhere.

"I ...... I mean, Kalman should ...... It should be dead. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, a stream of hot blood rushed from his chest to the top of the head, and a huge roar came from his head.

It was as if the whole world had suddenly fallen into an endless silence, in which only one voice repeated countless times, "Kalman is dead...... Kalman is dead......"

The voice is full of irrepressible temptation, tempting people to do something impulsively.

[To be continued]