Tom loved the feeling of flying from above.

In the myths and legends of mankind for thousands of years, flying has always been an unattainable dream of human beings, and even if there are many flying tools now, it is difficult to refuse the desire to fly freely.

That's why hang gliding is still loved by so many people as a dangerous sport.

Feeling the wind blowing on his body, Tom was in a happy mood.

As the head of the Knights, skydiving was his rare hobby.

But he is sitting in this position now, and no one has called him by name for a long time, and everyone who sees him will only call him the head of the regiment, and there is only his sister Tom Tom shouting every day....

Oh, by the way, the house cat is also called Tom.

The devil knows which Tom his sister is calling when he comes home!

Having said that, it seems that his parents decided to name themselves Tom because of which anime they liked.

Just like his own Jerry's sister.

"What did Wu Sheng say?"

"Old urchin?"

"There's no point in having a baby without playing?"

"This time, thanks to him, I was able to contact Fang Xing."

"Otherwise, after a few days, this group of things will explode and spread, and it will be difficult to bring several of our departments together to deal with it again."

"But now as long as there is a way to deal with it, there won't be much of a problem."

Tom thought to himself that the parachute had begun to descend to a certain height, and it only took a few tens of meters to land in the intended position.

The surrounding warriors had now begun to shrink their defensive lines, and after seeing Tom coming, even with protective masks on their faces, they could tell that they were moving a little faster.

Pick up your umbrella on the ground and walk directly in front of the current commander.

"Are you all ready?"

The commander immediately replied:

"It's already starting to retreat gradually, and after the first ten minutes, the speed at which these hellish hemorrhoids spit out new demon dogs has slowed down a lot, and it seems to be slowing down gradually."

"Luckily, the effects of these anesthetics are still useful for this group of miscellaneous people, though it's unclear how long they last."

"According to observations, the limit of smell of these demon dogs is five kilometers, and it is safe for us to retreat to a safe distance of fifteen kilometers so as not to attract them."

"They like fresh meat with blood, and in an hour there will be a large number of transport planes carrying meat to be thrown here so that they will not be too far away from here, so that they can be cleared later."

Even if the state-backed strange response organization does not discover such a complete knowledge system, it can make a high probability of correct judgment through various tests in the shortest possible time.

It's like after discovering that the demon dog will continue to be reborn, he immediately called up all the *** drugs around him.

They also used some white phosphorus weapons to see if the demon dog that died of lack of oxygen could be resurrected, but unfortunately the demon dog just fell into a coma and did not die.

It was even used to find a way to blow the demon dog into pieces, and then everyone watched as a demon dog drilled out of the finger-sized piece of minced flesh from small to large.

Some people are also going to get a few rollers over and air transport some meat grinders.

It's not that all the means are too ineffective to find that they are too effective, and they will not ask for help from other strange response departments at this time.

If it weren't for the fact that there was already a method, the Knights would have already begun to prepare to use concentrated sulfuric acid to completely shave the muscles and bones of these demon dogs.

Hearing the commander's arrangement, Tom nodded, thinking that the arrangement was very good.

Will the transport plane arrive in an hour?

Then stick here for an hour.

Minor problem!

As for what you need to kill these demon dogs, it's not too late to make other preparations and plan ahead.

"You can just retreat later, and you don't need to do the rest

tube."

Having said this, the battlefield commander hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Captain, I have a question."

"Huh?"

"Eight minutes ago, I received a secret mission from the Knights to capture and bring back a Hellhound, without any of your permission, and I inquired and learned that it was a confidential mission ordered by you, and I got your tacit approval."

"Fake!"

"Is this the task you posted?"

"Don't you hear me swearing?"

Tom cursed and began to look for things on his body, but he didn't take any electronic devices except the vacuum cleaner in his hand.

"Go to their group of cousins, and dare to say that it is with my consent!"

"A bunch of people who can only play with power, I really don't know what they want to do with a demon dog, do I? Make a *** deterrent, it's too late to deal with tricks now, and you have to think carefully!"

"If this thing explodes, it's more terrifying than a nuclear bomb, and the best way to deal with it is to destroy it completely!"

"Fack! Falk !!"

"I'm actually starting to swear!"

The field commander watched the commander of the knight regiment rummaging left and right on his body, and then kept scolding the street, silently offering a bouquet of flowers to the person who issued the mission.

Finish.

No matter who sent the task, he was dead.

As a knight leader who is strict with his words and deeds, he actually began to scold the street.

When was the last time you scolded the streets?

It seems that when I heard that someone was secretly making a human *** trade with a werewolf, right?

How long has it been since the group forgot?

"Fake, I didn't take my phone!"

"You don't care about this task, if someone asks you to ask you, you can fill the box with a signal and give it to him, and you won't know anything else!"

The battlefield commander nodded a little obediently.

As a released task, he must complete it, but the "publisher" of the task replaced it with another task in front of him, so the task was none of his business before that~~

If there is a problem, let those old cousins talk to the head of the regiment face to face!

What is it to bully yourself as a mere commander!

Those people are offended, they are offended, and they are not following them anyway.

The commander saluted, and then hurried to arrange for the evacuation of the personnel.

As the fighters continued to evacuate, the demon dogs naturally gradually gathered towards this side.

For demon dogs, humans are food.

When they saw that the food was close together and about to leave, the greedy saliva of the demon dogs flowed to the ground.

They won't let their food go!

Although it is not known why this group of food causes the surrounding people to fall, the demon dog's already high fever brain will not consider this problem.

I can eat what is in front of you.

Then eat him!

But why does one of the foods come out of the group?