How should the armored forces of the Blue Scorpion be completely annihilated? Did the Blue Scorpion already know that Evenford was garrisoned by heavy artillery? Obviously, the answers to these two questions cannot be jumped out on their own. Su Man had no clue and had to ask Quinn. Quinn's answer is simple, Scouting. Only with more intelligence can further conclusions be drawn.

Among the ordinary soldiers under Sue, the good ones who can be scouts are almost lost, and in the short but fierce battle last night, the two surviving fighters each gained three evolution points, which shows the danger and fierceness of the battle. For the task of scouting the Blue Scorpion, the most suitable candidate is still only Sue, or Quinn can also be. But Quinn's value is not in the battle, so Sue still decides to go out to scout on her own. Quinn led ten warriors and carried 'Bronze Dragon' missiles to respond.

When night fell, Su, like a ghost, reappeared on the outskirts of Pendulum City. There are many intelligent induction mines scattered around the edge of Pendulum City. Most of the locations coincide with Sue's memories, indicating that they were originally left behind. A small number of induction mines were newly laid, blocking possible loopholes and exits.

Of course, these induction mines have no effect on Su, but except for Su, ordinary people can't get through this minefield at all.

Blue Scorpion still chose the central square as its campsite. A row of seven troop transport tanks lined up neatly, and four main combat vehicles were parked on the other side of the square. Next to the main combat vehicle, there are three striking Reapers. Unlike last time, there are many more supply vehicles in the square this time, including six fuel supply vehicles.

The discipline and rest of the blue scorpion are very strict, and it is already nine o'clock in the evening, according to Su's last observation, it will be time for ordinary combatants to sleep in half an hour. Outside the rows of tents, the fighters were tidying up and preparing for bedtime. No one was talking to each other, no one was looking around, everyone was focused on their own business.

A small three-story building overlooking the square is warmly lit, and through the window on the third floor, you can vaguely see a figure sitting in front of the window, constantly busy. Thousands of meters away, Sue could roughly see that it was a man, and he was very burly, so muscular that he didn't look like a human. At this distance, though, Sue couldn't make out what was going on on the screen in front of the man.

Su moved silently through the middle of the building, carefully avoiding the electronic eyes floating in the air. As he hid in the shadows of the ruins, looking up at the electronic eyes that flew silently from the night sky, a thought suddenly came to him.

When he and Enzo first encountered the Blue Scorpion, Enzo was spotted by an electronic eye. In the information and reports after the incident, Su also recorded the electronic eye in the report. At the very least, the electronic eye embodies some kind of high-efficiency fuel technology, precision control of flight posture, and perhaps some anti-gravity technology. But afterwards, I didn't see the Dragoon headquarters comment on this, or give corresponding rewards.

Headquarters is very fair, if there is no other interference.

This shows that there should be corresponding technology in the Dark Dragoon. But Su never saw these things in the equipment list, perhaps, because he didn't have enough authority.

The man on the third floor looked very different from the other puppets, and he occasionally made emotional movements such as punching hard. I don't know why, when Su looked at this man from afar, his body was slightly tense, and there was a slight tingling sensation in his muscles. In the past, this reaction was only possible when Sue was facing a target with great power.

Judging by all indications, this man is an important figure in this armored force, and maybe he is the commander. As long as he is defeated, maybe the blue scorpion will fall into chaos. The idea was very tempting, and Su couldn't help but continue to move towards the front of the square.

Sue walked through two small buildings again, then climbed onto the roof of a warehouse, and crouched behind a raised vent. The location was ideal, about 1,600 meters from the man, which was exactly the distance Sue could make the most of. At this distance, a steady target, a quiet environment, and a little luck allowed Su to deliver a bullet to the man 90% of the time. Although the rifle behind Su was wound with a concealment strip and equipped with a stabilizer and jammer at the muzzle, the bullet was still powerful enough to shatter the fifth-order defensive body.

He looked back at the central plaza, where there were insanely many worthy targets. First of all, if the six fuel trucks were full of fuel, the power of the explosion would be earth-shattering, and even the Rockland branch building might not be protected. High-energy fuels in the new era are very safe because they have a very high ignition point. However, the chemical flame bomb carried by Su can ignite all known high-energy fuels, and if high-energy fuels burn, they would be a very terrifying sight.

The three reapers, who had either stopped completely, or were in some sort of energy-saving mode, all had their two electronic eyes still flashing. The three special shells given by Helen to deal with intelligent mechanical targets are in Sue's backpack at the moment, and maybe they can test its power. While the Reaper's intelligence center lies deep within the breastplate, perhaps Helen has found a way to deal with it.

As for those who are returning to sleep in the tents of the march, they are also very good targets. Their flesh is fragile in front of bullets and explosives, but when they enter the inside of the chariot, they become the core of the killing machinery.

It would be nice if I could bring in a few 'Bronze Dragons', Su thought with some regret. Equipped with incendiary or infantry anti-personnel warheads, the Bronze Dragon missile can teach these unprepared enemies a lesson that they will never forget.

However, Su immediately put this unrealistic idea behind him, and slowly stretched the rifle forward, the front end of the muzzle slightly protruding from the edge of the warehouse, and stopped. As long as you use the surrounding terrain as much as possible and move as slowly as possible, the gradual change of the surrounding environment may fall within the allowable range of matching comparison, so as not to cause alarm.

Su stopped breathing, and 1,600 meters away, the man's head was clearly reflected in his pupils. But when he slowly pressed the trigger, Su faintly felt that something was wrong. And the closer the trigger got to the critical point, the more obvious this uneasy feeling in his heart became.

There was a chill in the middle of his back, like a poisonous snake coiled, waiting for the right moment to inject all the venom from his fangs into Sue's body.

Sue is a very intuitive person. His eyebrows moved slightly, and his index finger stopped moving, pressing the trigger on the point where it was on the verge of firing.

His blue pupils began to contract, but he never pulled the trigger. Do you want to shoot or not? Isn't that a good time, and the man doesn't look like there's anything wrong with it. But Sue still hesitated, and didn't understand why he was hesitating.

At this moment, the Blue Scorpion Advance Base in the northwest direction was brightly lit, and hundreds of vehicles of all kinds rushed in, stopping in different places. There are not only various vehicles of different purposes, but also many construction vehicles of unknown purpose. Nearly 1,000 people came in troop transport vehicles. As soon as they got out of the car, they went straight to their respective positions, as if they already knew where they were and what their jobs were. Although there were a large number of people, as soon as they were well organized and not chaotic, the entire forward base was like a sophisticated and complex machine, which began to run rapidly.

The workshops are brightly lit, and the roar of the machine is deafening. Boxes of parts are unloaded by transport vehicles and transported into the workshop. There are even some strangely shaped engineering vehicles that drive directly into the empty workshop, and some directly put down the support columns, and then remove the shell, and it becomes a multi-purpose machine tool. Others are dismantled and turned into various spare parts.

In the marshal's mansion on the edge of the base, Disyat was sweating profusely, pressing a young female soldier to the table, working hard. He slammed into the ground as he looked through the narrow window at the forward base at full speed. Seeing the busy and prosperous scene of the base, Diaste did not mean to be happy at all, but cursed a few words viciously, and then almost used all his strength to violently hit the woman under him, as if he wanted to vent all his resentment.

"I'll kill you little slut, kill you! you! Diaste roared and hissed, but the female soldier who had been held down just crouched quietly on the table, letting him wreak havoc.

At this moment, all the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and more than a dozen laser spotlights kept turning, and the light was intertwined, forming a holographic image in the air that was almost indistinguishable from a real person.

It was a girl, who looked no more than ten years old, but her very beautiful and sweet little face was full of indifference and arrogance.

"Dear Father, it's great to see that you are still so energetic, and it seems that these puppets should be able to meet your most basic needs." The little girl's voice sounded a little mature, with a little seductive hoarseness, but the tone was rigid and mechanical, without any human emotion at all.

"Pandora!" Diaste looked up at the girl, her face slightly distorted. He reached out to grab the girl, but his hand went through her skirt, and the thick, brown-haired arm was filled with colorful light, making him realize that what he was facing was only an illusion of light and sound. No matter how real it seems, it's just an illusion.

The marshal's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the girl in front of him, working harder on the female soldier, as if he wanted to use all the strength of the rest of his life. And he looked at the girl while doing it, and the meaning of this couldn't be more obvious.

"No matter how much these puppets do, they don't taste good! You know, it's you who I want to, my dear daughter! At this time, the marshal was like a beast that had lost his mind, and he was no longer the somewhat cunning and cowardly old man he was when Su first met.