Volume IV, 112: The True Lair of the Aliens

On the map, the University of Field and the island of Reading are like nails at the ends of a large colander, stuck on two major traffic arteries east and west of Fieldland. To the east is inland, and to the south is the Tastello Peninsula, through which the main underground water supply to the city passes.

The question arises, which is the real lair of the aliens.

In another case, of course, they would have had time to complete the specific investigation and identification work, but now, time is pressing, and the crisis may erupt at any time, who can guarantee that after emptying a place, the situation in the city will not deteriorate to the point that it is difficult for them to move an inch.

"So, that's what you think, let Yucente and I each take some people and go straight to these two places!" Gu Bernard said in a deep voice, the fluctuation of the force surging out of his body gradually subsided, and he finally understood Chen Xi's plan.

"Well, yes, while the situation is still good, we can launch preparations on the third line at the same time to make a good preparation for the next operation."

Chen Xi nodded indifferently and said: "The elite strength has rushed straight to the two key locations, by the way, let's see if we can pick up those city management and police officers who are still in the five venues, and the rest of the people will continue to clear the aliens in the [Divine Purification Demon Hunting] passage to vacate more areas, and they can also familiarize themselves with the environment with the recruited demon hunters, as for the secular power of the city ZF and the church, they can start to organize the people to settle in, I believe that if these steps are done together, even if they discover our actions, there is no way." ”

"Ridiculous wants me to say, you can't help but think too well."

Chris Webber finally found an opportunity to interject at this point. Immediately choked Chen Xi in front of Gu Bernard.

"I don't think those aliens will sit back and watch us act arbitrarily, maybe there are some traps or something like this, just like the previous time in the residential building, deliberately leaving something that seems to be a clue, but in fact it is a bait to lure us into the bait, trying to weaken our strength again, maybe you analyzed these are deliberately given by the other party."

After that, Chris Webber looked at Chen Xi proudly, expecting how he could refute it.

To know the Tao, subjective questions like this are the most difficult to answer. As long as in the conditions of this topic. No matter which direction he defended from, he could be said to be an illusion arranged by the aliens, and Chen Xi couldn't come up with any substantive evidence, after all. It's not with those heteros. And even if you can really take it out. He can also say. Chen Xi was deceived by the aliens.

Anyway, as long as you are shameless, the mouth cannon party has always been invincible.

Chen Xi is naturally aware of the contemptible nature of the subjective speculation of the party, and he obviously asked the other party to come up with evidence for the questions he raised. It's just the convenience of being able to fire infinitely as long as he is shameless, which he didn't know how many he had encountered on the Internet before the big change.

Of course, Brother Chen, who has never liked to suffer losses, directly sent people to kill in reality when he encountered them, and he would definitely not be fooled at this time. He avoided answering and teased: "Alas, why didn't you find out just now, you suddenly became smarter." ”

"What's the matter, haven't I wanted to target you for a long time, that's why I can react so quickly~ Bastard! Chen Fala, you dare to deceive me and scold me for being a fool before. Chris Webb's reaction was only a beat slower before it immediately became a joke.

"Don't wronged me, I didn't say anything, you admitted it yourself."

Facing Chris Weber's pig-liver-like face, Chen Xi shrugged innocently. Ignoring the fool who had become a laughing stock, he turned to Gu Bernard and said, "Your Excellency, time is running out now, and I hope you can make a decision quickly. ”

"Be your fart, I knew this truth, you didn't talk about it just now!" Although he wanted to throw a scepter in Chen Xi's face, Gu Bernard still asked solemnly, "Chen Fala, if you were to make the choice, which location would you go to, the University of Field and the University of Reading Island?" ”

As a superior, the most important thing is to listen to the opinions of his subordinates, and then choose the direction that sounds most reasonable, as he did before, never getting involved in specific arguments, only making the last decision. And for now, what Chen Xi said is the most reasonable.

"If it's me who makes the decision" Chen Xi paused for a moment, glanced at Gu Bernard intentionally or unintentionally, and then said, "I will go to Fieldland University"

"Okay, let's go to Reading, you take Schneider and the others and Yucente and them to the University of Fieldland!"

didn't give Chen Xi any chance to say no, and Gu Bernard directly made a decision with lightning speed.

As for the reason?

Do you still need a reason for a bad guy like Chen Xi!

Who here would dare to be with him with peace of mind.

From so many interjections, we can completely see how deep the archbishop's resentment is towards Chen Xi.

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Now that the next course of action has been decided, the state apparatus will act with great speed.

The speed of mobilization in modern warfare is very terrifying, and usually after receiving a specific dispatch order, ordinary soldiers located in the barracks can assemble at a speed of no more than 10 minutes, and those who are not in the barracks can not exceed half a day. In fact, the preparation of the entire camp will be completed in three hours, and then the whole camp will be opened.

They will only bring enough weapons and equipment to fight a short battle. As for other logistical ammunition, they will be assisted by various modern means of transport, which can follow them one after another after they are deployed. And those soldiers who did not return in time could only choose to join the team when the next wave of troops came, because the location of the start usually needs to be kept secret and will not be casually communicated to individuals.

So when Goebernard had decided on an attack on the University of Fieldland and Reading, and had begun to arrange for the secular duties of the Church and to coordinate the forces of the City of Zf, the troops placed in the Staple area had already left for the position of Fieldland.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that countless troops are coming up from all directions on the vast ground, trying to enclose this historic city.

At the edge of one of the clouds of smoke, a man who was walking suddenly raised his head, and his pale face was revealed under his wide-brimmed hat.

"Finally, this kind of hiding in Tibet is coming to an end, and it seems that it has been more than 100 years since I came over there."

Looking at the passing car in front of him, he sighed silently in his heart, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. When the phone was answered, he lowered his voice and said, "The agreed signal has appeared, they are starting to rush to Fieldland, and I think what we are going to do can also begin." ”

"Woo woo is good, I can already feel the excitement in my body, I haven't felt like this in hundreds of years, I like the feast of hell very much," a muffled voice replied on the phone.

You can hear that the guy over there is in a very wrong state, intermittently as if he is bending over and gasping, and seems to be trying to chew something. Just listening to the sound makes your scalp chill, like whispering in the face of a bloodthirsty monster.

However, the man did not feel unaccustomed, but showed a comfortable smile: "Are you eating again?" Be careful not to be caught by them before this happens, or you'll probably miss out on this opportunity. ”

"Don't worry, I still want to meet my old friends," he replied cheerfully after a swallowing sound.

The man smiled, and after a few words, he hung up the phone and walked straight to a shadow on the side of the road, and gradually blended in.

This kind of scene is not confined to the Staple area, and through some kind of covert transmission, there are countless medium-sized outliers hidden among the crowd, intending to do something about it in their own way.

For them, the life of hiding is officially over from today.

But for others, they will be a terrible disaster. (To be continued......)