Chapter 45: The Crack in the Door of the Black Palace
At this time, a few soldiers saw that the woman in front of them was the general of their former army, and they were overjoyed, and took time out of the complicated battle to look at the beautiful general with a sultry face, and the morale was high from time to time, which then attracted a burst of cheers.
Come to think of it, if there are more generals like this on the battlefield, is it possible to reverse the war?
Night had fallen, the Sky Breakers had set up searchlights, several bonfires had been lit, and a hundred or so warriors had set up pots to prepare high-energy food mixtures. Although the food sounds cool, judging by the situation in the pot, it is a ball of paste.
The exhausted companions smelled a strange scent, and although they didn't know that it was a few pots of batter that made it, they hurried out of the jeep.
At this time, the pointer on the oil pan scale on the jeep had dropped to the lowest level, but who cared.
The icy cold wind blew from the east, and the black palace standing in front of them was still standing still under the starry sky, and outsiders couldn't help but feel a little sad, as if this black palace was sighing about the prosperity of the city in the past.
Maybe it's still nostalgic for how many years a girl with a beautiful face has shown admiration to it.
"Although this black palace faces the mountain, it looks like a mighty but graceful gentleman. What kind of power is hidden in it? The cactus stood in front of the Black Palace and sighed alone.
"I heard that the chief designer of the construction of this black palace has relayed more than a dozen, and they are all designed little by little from the hands of extraordinary young architects. They died from the young Zhilu Road, and their life's work was devoted to this building. Takishuang held a can in her hand with a fragrant paste, scooped a little with a spoon and put it in her mouth.
"Are you saying that the chief designer who built this building has gone through several generations? Come to think of it, there are so many construction workers. When the cactus heard this, he sighed again.
"How much money do you think we'll make by moving this building back?" The moon dancing sky on the side also amazed. For him, such a classic work of art can reflect its value as long as it is measured in money.
"Let art stay in its homeland, and if it also has a soul, it will have a comfort." The immortal couldn't help but say.
In a word, a ripple appeared in Takishuang's heart, and he didn't expect that the cactus, who was full of war talent, also had his own opinions on art, and suddenly had a good impression of him.
"Hey, Sister Shuang, there is no food, I even have to digest the gastric juice in my stomach." The cactus quipped.
"Yes, I asked them for one." After Taki Shuang finished speaking, he beckoned to the soldiers of the Sky Breaking Force, and within a few minutes, a lump of paste arrived in a broken barely usable can and handed it to the cactus.
After the meal, thousands of soldiers of the Sky Breaker set up tents to sleep to resist the cold snap of the planet that seemed to have entered winter.
Two of the companions were in a tent, as were the men.
"Hey, do you think there will be a lot of treasures in this black palace?" Moon Dance asked as she fumbled in the quilt.
"Yes, I have already looted all the people of the Xiongshili Legion." The cactus actually didn't think of such a thing until now, so he said it.
At this time, the two had nothing to say, so they fell asleep.
As soon as the sky was hazy, the sky-breaking troops began to assemble. This time, the strength of the thousands of men did not lose much due to the help of their partners, and their defenses reached the level of no casualties in this battle.
The troops were supposed to give some honor to their partners, but the ground forces had nothing to do with their secret service teams, so they had to wait for the higher echelons to give them honors.
The cactus and its companions stand at the front of the assembled procession and look at each other, which means that they do not stand with the group, but with a chief.
The cactus asked the commander, "How many troops do you have in this unit?" ”
The commander looked at his troops, and with a sense of pride in his heart, he said, "There are two thousand two hundred and ninety-eight men, and each of them is a good man of iron. As he spoke, he remembered the rescue of the secret service team, and a sense of gratitude rose in his heart, and said: "I know something about the battle of this brother on the battlefield yesterday, or rather, I was shocked by your courage and wiped out thousands of troops in the sky with the strength of four people. ”
But the origin of the partners is not very large, and the cactus can only shirk and say: "We can't deal with so much military power with our heads, but our weapons are a little more advanced, so we can breathe on the battlefield." ”
The chief was unhappy when he heard this, and he made it clear that he was praising him again, but he himself was hurting, but thinking about it, it was now the pioneer planet for the earthlings to enter the extraterrestrial universe, but now he was hit by the strength of the chestnut and the cactus was still breathing, and he thought about it and agreed with the cactus's words, so he sighed heavily and didn't say more.
More than 2,000 troops stood straight in the square in front of the Black Palace, and none of them moved their bodies a little, and their machines were held in their hands with their mouths facing up, and a layer of frost condensed in the air of the early morning.
After assembling for a while, the commander said something to boost morale, and then all the soldiers disbanded, put all the equipment that had been erected during the battle yesterday into contact and loaded it into a huge armored car, and slowly drove away.
Only the four of them were still in the cold wind, guessing what fate would befall them.
"Let's go straight in, whoever is in him, the time of the big war is not far away, I hope we don't drag them down." The cactus has made up his mind at this time, and he doesn't know what kind of master he is in the black palace.
After listening, the partners returned to the jeep, took the sniper, and held it in their hands, if it weren't for their long-term experience and knowing the importance of physical fitness, they each exercised their muscles to the highest intensity, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hold these **.
Holding the **, the cactus is hesitating to open the armor in case of accidents. He wanted to simply use the sensor to scan where the Blue Card Book that the mission always said was hidden, and it would be OK to break through directly?
However, let's prove a little bit first, and see if a unilateral breakthrough can enter the Black Palace.
A heavy sniper bullet rushed out of the chamber at the moment when the cactus struck the trigger, and flew towards the gate of the Black Palace more than fifty meters in diameter.
The moment the incomparably hard warhead hit the gate of the Black Palace, it was bounced out of the coffin, several kilometers away, and penetrated into a crumbling building, which could not withstand such an attack, and then collapsed, and in an instant smoke and dust filled the air, and rushed straight to the partners.
I thought that such a powerful attack was guarded against, and it was hopeless to enter the door. But the swarthy door slowly opened, and the cold wind around it found a warm place and drilled inside, and a whirlwind rolled up in front of the crack in the open door.