“…… Dear Your Excellency the President, we believe that your continued concealment of what is happening in Boston from us, and that you have ordered the Private Armed Forces and the Space Force to conduct large-scale military operations in populated areas of the Coalition without notice to the Joint Defense Command, is highly likely to pose a great potential danger to our integrated command and joint defense, and has clearly violated the Collective Defense Act, and we would like you to transfer control of the Boston Region to us, Otherwise, we will report the situation to Congress......"

-- Allied New York Joint Defense Command.

***

Twenty-five minutes later, Boston Public Garden.

Mo Keco raised her hand to cover her eyes, and the light of the spotlight shone on her, making her fair skin appear as white as a dead man.

The location of the search headquarters where the power supply had been restored, and the various professionals of Rommas were like ants who had found a cake falling on the ground, around the edge of the pit where Ling Yu fell, carrying out various searches and calculations.

The burst water pipe had greatly accelerated the already extremely high drainage rate, and in just ten minutes, Ling Yu could have hundreds of possible escape paths, and this number continued to increase over time.

Mo Keke lowered his hand, tossed aside the red-stained hemostatic gauze in his hand, and then picked up a new one and pressed it to his eye.

"I shouldn't underestimate you......"

Mo Keke lowered her head and landed her gaze on the big hole where Ling Yu had escaped, she took a breath, the broken ribs that pierced her lungs ached, she had already taken off her coat and sweater, wearing only a black vest of the Space Army, her long black hair hung loosely behind her head, looking a little messy.

She almost lost an eye.

Just as Mo Keke slashed at Ling Yu's waist with a sword just now, Ling Yu suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist. Directly at a distance of less than three meters, it shot into his own eyes!

This bland standard pistol is theoretically impossible to damage the TF, because the bullet cannot penetrate the TF's musculature at all, or once the distance is reached, the TF's reaction speed can easily dodge the moment the opponent pulls out the gun.

But TF is not superman, and he can't use his pupils to fend off a nine-millimeter bullet. At an extremely close distance, Ling Yu's burst of speed made it almost impossible for her to dodge, and she could only give up the attack in her hand.

But most importantly, Mo Keke hesitated at the last minute.

It stands to reason that a warrior would not hesitate, at that moment, if she continued to cut down, it was very likely that she would directly cut Ling Yu in two, paying for one eye. And there may be a cost to the brain damage.

She chose to withdraw, dodging and letting the bullet hit the outside of the eye socket, although the blood flowed, it was not a big deal, and if the firearm shot was a mystery, then she and Ling Yu had already died together.

If the opponent is the top TF of the ACA, then she will not hesitate, and any battle-hardened fighter knows one thing. On the battlefield, only by fighting bravely can you have a chance to live. If you want to protect yourself, you will be doomed.

But Ling Yu doesn't seem to be her enemy from the beginning, although Ling Yu's psychological problems have been serious to the dangerous Cheng dù, but if you think about it carefully, she didn't really do anything like a massacre, this battle is more of a political conspiracy, although the military is a continuation of the political zhì, but even from the perspective of the political zhì. He and Ling Yu died together here, and probably the happiest one was Char. Pierre, and the man in a white suit who walked in front of him.

"Lieutenant Colonel Mo, how are your injuries?"

Ha Hoon walked in front of Mo Keke under the protection of the two Rohms TFs, and his face was not very good-looking. But the most basic politeness is maintained.

"Has the assailant been identified?"

Mo Keke didn't look up at this high-ranking cabinet official and asked.

"My people have already gone to investigate, just leave it to me here." Ha Hoon nodded.

"If you want to ask the teacher to be exempted, if I am not good at fighting, you can report to the staff of the Universe Army," Mo Keke still looked a little ignorant of Xia Xun, and shook his hand like a fly, attacking, or saying that it didn't matter who the person who helped Ling Yu was, it was just a miscellaneous fish, so she directly changed the topic.

"Hmm...... The failure of this operation is not only the responsibility of Lieutenant Colonel Mo. ”

Xia Xun was a little embarrassed by Mo Keke's choking, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still didn't have a seizure and remained friendly.

When Ling Yu and Mo Keke started fighting, Xia Xun gave the order to shrink the encirclement, in his opinion, Ling Yu could not be Mo Keke's opponent, even if Ling Yu had any trump card to kill Mo Keke, it would naturally be a great loss, so he concentrated the personnel of the Rommens Group around the public garden, in case Ling Yu fought to the death and Mo Keke was both defeated, to avoid Ling Yu from escaping again.

It's just that he still underestimated Ling Yu's current combat power.

When Ling Yu and Mo Keke showed comparable combat power, Xia Xun sped up the speed at which Rohmens TF surrounded the public garden, and Ling Yu's combat power made him feel dangerous and anxious.

A boiled duck can't fly.

Xia Xun didn't ignore the sewers, he sent a search team led by TF to arrange them in several surrounding sewers, but he was still one step too late - it would take time to gather the TFs scattered all over the city, and Ling Yu was washed away with the bursting tap water just before the TF of the sewers was arranged.

The boiled duck still flew after all, there is no perfect plan in the world, especially in the change of formation, any accident may cause the collapse of the entire situation, Xia Xun is not angry about this, not to mention, Ling Yu running away has become a fait accompli, and now he can't solve any problems by getting angry at Mo Keke, but will make the Space Army centrifuge.

"Don't let your men go to death, they are not Ling Yu's opponents, not even the injured Ling Yu."

Mo Keke rummaged through the medicine box next to him, took out a bottle of aspirin, poured most of the bottle in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it like a little girl eating candy, picked up another bottle of ice water and drank it all in one go, and sighed.

"Mr. National Security Advisor," Mo Keke looked up. Looking at Xia Xun, "There is one thing, I hope you understand. ”

"It doesn't matter if the political game between you and the president is important, what matters is that if the TFs who are willing to fight for the alliance die in your conspiracy, then the biggest winner is not you. It's the ACA. ”

"I understand."

Xia Xun was silent for a moment, and then gave an answer.

"Lieutenant Colonel!!"

Just as Xia Xun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, suddenly, three TFs wearing space army uniforms ran in this direction.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Keke frowned, watching the four-person team he brought with him become three people, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Shangguan Mo said that she had found out Ling Yu's location, and she went over first! We can't stop her! ”

"This mad dog! - Mr. National Security Advisor, I am out of company! ”

Mo Keke was stunned for a moment. Then he lowered his head and cursed, grabbed the big sword next to him, and rushed into the night.

***

"Hmm-"

Ling Yu gritted his teeth and wrapped the bandage around his waist a few times, and Mo Keke's chainsaw sword slashed directly at his waist, tearing off a large piece of the muscle on his right waist, even revealing dark red internal organs.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, plus Mo Coco still saved a little hand at the last moment. He was either cut in two, or he watched his intestines run to the ground.

Ling Yu supported his body with his hands. Changing his sitting position to lean against the wall, he carefully removed his scarf, wrung out the water trail on it, folded it, and put it in his fanny pack. The gray and black jacket was thrown aside, and the young man was panting heavily, wearing only a short-sleeved tight tank top.

A drop of water ran down the hair on his forehead and into his eyes, as if it were some salt. He felt a slight tingling in his eyes.

Myself...... What the hell are you doing?

Ling Yu raised his hand and touched the right side of his face that had been hit by the bullet, there was a clear bruise there, but for this inexplicable attack, Ling Yu only had gratitude in his heart.

The initial plan was completely normal - as long as he paralyzed the search center in the public garden, he could escape calmly, but after encountering Mo Keke, Ling Yu lost his mind because of the other party's provocation and left all his plans behind, at that time, all his goals were only one.

Kill Mo Coco.

Why did you kill Mo Coco yourself? Mo Coco is not Char, and there is no point in killing her.

But at that time, there was only this one thought in his mind, as if killing Mo Keke was his only goal, and he could change a qiē and save a qiē.

It's horrible.

Ling Yu couldn't help but shudder, he lowered his head, beside the young man, there was a small puddle, the dim light reflected the puddle, like a blurred mirror, reflecting Ling Yu's face, the young man felt for the first time that this face that he would see every morning was extremely unfamiliar.

His left eye suddenly trembled, and Ling Yu was slightly stunned before he saw the message displayed on the hole, which was a reminder.

There are still 36 hours left until Herris's prom.

Ling Yu froze in place, looking at the reminder he had set with the highest priority, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

There are still people waiting for themselves, aren't they?

He closed his eyes, did not turn off the reminder, and let the beep ring softly in his ears, he did not feel harsh, on the contrary, this sharp reminder made him suddenly feel extremely reassured, as if from somewhere, but can be called home, earnestly.

yes, let's go back to a place where you have a family.

After sitting for a while, the young man slowly stood up, but as soon as he took a step, the sharp pain in his waist made him hunch.

I don't think I'll be able to go right away.

Ling Yu stretched out his hand and gently covered the wound, he had to find a way to treat the wound as much as possible, and it would take at least a day to recuperate, otherwise he would not be able to go anywhere, as long as he was exposed to the sun, he would be discovered by the ubiquitous surveillance system.

I can only find a place to "borrow" it first.

Suddenly, just as he stood up leaning against the wall, trying to get himself used to the pain, a strong killing intent appeared in the sewer in front of him.

It's TF, and it's very hostile.

Ling Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stood up straight, he clearly felt his adrenaline secretion, blocking the nerve signals at the wound, like an anesthetic, allowing himself to temporarily recover his combat strength.

It's just that it's not a panacea, and it's more lethal than painkillers - adrenaline is toxic, and if it's secreted in excess, even TF can cause sudden death.

However, he didn't have to worry, because the other party wouldn't be Mo Keke - Mo Keke would never show such a strong killing intent, so that he would make himself look like a firefly in the night sky in front of his perception and even the flesh system TF.

"You run again."

A crisp female voice came from the other end of the sewer, followed by the crisp sound of metal clashing, like an ancient warrior striking his shield with his sword to indicate demonstration and provocation, or like some kind of animal that came out on a hunting table.

Then a dark-haired girl stepped out of the shadows, wearing a Penny, her expression darkened by the dim light of the sewers.

Shangguan Mo smiled shallowly, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his pupils, but Ling Yu was no longer surprised by this phenomenon, and his attention was more focused on her hands.

Her weapon was a pair of claws protruding from the bracers, about ten centimeters long, but they were slightly different from normal claws - the tips of these claws were in the shape of a hook and sickle, which meant that they could be cut or pierced.

"I'm worried that I can't return Mo Coke's favor."

Ling Yu looked at the girl and suddenly smiled. (To be continued......)