Condensed Matter Ghosts could easily kill any animal if they touched them, but Hank couldn't. In the Space-Time Authority, animals have long been partners of human beings, partners in life and death in the true sense of the word. Not to mention that these animals have just provided him with important information, and then they will change hands and abandon these guys, what is the difference between a lone survivor?

So Hank directly exited the invisibility state, pressed the enraged walrus with one hand, and stuffed him back into prison. A few more rounds of slime gel polymer tied the walrus securely.

"Calm down, the rocket is fine, it seems that he can't touch the thing that can't be seen, so the rocket will be knocked away."

The otter is the calmest of the animals, and she looks in the direction of the raccoon to make sure it's okay, and then stops her other friend who is about to get angry.

The rabbit descended from the ceiling with his mechanical legs and claws, looking at Hank with sweet rage.

Hank slowly squatted down, forcibly held down the Cerberus, took out a few vials of life potions, and handed them over.

"Potions, healing your wounds. However, the lost limb requires the use of therapeutic equipment. ”

With that, Hank took a bottle out of the potion and drank it straight away, proving that it was not poison.

"My name is Leila, it's Big Tooth, Plank, and it was a rocket that was hit by your friend."

The otter kindly begins to communicate with Hank, helping the raccoon up and gently licking the raccoon's wounds.

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Apologetically, Libera opened the life potion and handed it to the raccoon's mouth.

As these tortured subjects, the only way they can heal their wounds is to lick them and disinfect them with saliva.

"I ...... This ......"

The raccoon unbelievably stretched out his hands, as the most completely modified animal, he has mechanical automatic bones all over his body, phalanges, metacarpal bones are enhanced, and the genetic cerebral cortex is enhanced. So he had surgical wounds all over his body, and these surgical wounds were opened in the same place over and over again.

So the raccoon said that he was dismantling, reorganizing, dismantling, and reorganizing over and over again.

But now all the wounds were healing, and the stitches were brutally expelled from the healed body, and then the healed flesh wrapped around the bare metal bones. Only the hair that has not yet grown indicates the location of the original surgery.

However, the raccoon visibly began to get anxious, his paws frantically tugging at his newly healed skin.

"No, change it back, it's going to be cut again next time."

The raccoon scratched itself out of the bloodstains, but the effects of the life potion brought the scars back to life.

For the raccoon, being experimented on is his life, and life is always full of pain, and the raccoon just wants to make the next pain less painful.

"Rocket, it's okay, it's okay......"

The otter hugged the raccoon in distress and let the raccoon's claws scratch its body. The raccoon, which gradually calmed down, sobbed quietly in the otter's arms.

Hank looked at this scene and said, "We are about to start a strike on this planet, if you need it, you can apply to live in Zootopia." ”

The rabbit, who couldn't hold back his words, was the first to ask, "Animal City?" What is that? Rocket said that as long as he spent this time, he would be able to live in a new city. ”

However, the raccoon buried his head even lower and whispered, "There is no new life at all, and the Supreme Evolution is ready to gouge out my brain." It's just that he was bothered by something more troublesome, so he tortured me casually and threw me back. ”

Rocket Raccoon's voice went unanswered, and he timidly looked up, afraid to see the disappointed eyes of his friends. He remembers the promise he made to his friends, 'One day, I'll take them out of this place in a rocket.'"

However, the rocket saw a different scene, a city with four distinct seasons, where spring, summer, autumn and winter meet, and animals he has seen or have never seen live freely in it, and there is even a fox flirting with a rabbit......

As a front-line operative, he can only prove that he has completed the persuasion of rebellion by carrying the corresponding supporting materials with him, and now the publicity materials of the Time and Space Administration have the best opportunity to use.

"Is this heaven?"

"It's just a small city, and the people are a little special."

"No experiments?"

"It is illegal to experiment with intelligent creatures, and we generally use D-class personnel or voluntary donations."

"Can I have a bed? Even though my name is Itaban, I wanted to try out what a bed is. ”

"Is there anything to eat here?"

"It's not easy to find a job in Animal City, but it's easy to find a job outside, and I heard that as long as you don't believe in a tanuki named Tanuk to speculate in futures, it's basically a good life."

Hank answers the animals' questions one after another, unintentionally ignoring the rabbit's question, and is crawled up by the rabbit's plank.

Rocket lowered his head and kept repeating Hank's words.

'It is illegal to experiment with intelligent creatures...... ...... for intelligent creatures The experiment is...... Illegal ......'

"In other words, I don't have to suffer all this!"

Are raccoons intelligent creatures? Not necessarily, but the raccoon called Rocket certainly is. He can easily point out the problems of the Supreme Evolution Experiment, and has the best driving skills in the universe.

Rocket Raccoon walked up to Hank and said, "I'll take you to Supreme Evolution, but you have to send my friends to this place......"

Rocket pointed to the zootopia on the virtual image and made up his mind.

"Actually, I was discovered when I came in, and the process of waiting for him to find him can judge the efficiency of the other party, which is my strategy to decoy the enemy."

Seeing that Rocket's mood instantly dropped, Hank continued: "As a special species, you can apply by yourself, well, it is estimated that it will take a while, and the new department is being prepared." But before that, you have to deal with the problems in your body......"

The moment the Cerberus crashed into the rocket, it had already sniffed out the bombs in the bodies of these four animals, so the irascible Cerberus would be forcibly suppressed by Hank.

Showing them scans of the four animals, Hank said, "We don't know how to detonate them yet, so I can't send you to the fleet's infirmary to disarm the bomb." I only have the Plaka parasite in my hand to do this, but it's a little painful. ”

Rocket grinned, "It hurts? I've been used to it for a long time......"

As the Plaka parasite returned to the culture fluid, a tiny bomb with blood on the feet of the four animals was added.

At this moment, a grumpy voice interrupted the animals' beautiful imagination of the future, and the Supreme Evolution appeared at the door of the cell, blocking the passage and saying, "You are mine!" ”

Rocket Raccoon stands in front of Lyra the otter, and the Walrus Tusk stands in front of them, both willing to leave their future to each other for the sake of their friends.

Finally, Hank stood in front of all the animals, his figure looking a little dark, blocking out the light coming from the passageway.

Hank turned to look at Rocket, confirming that this was Supreme Evolution.

"I've found my target, do you need me to capture them alive?"

The meme of a lonely survivor, the movie is one thing, the reality is a very different thing. When Survivor Marcus was retrieved by the Rangers, his eleven magazines were full. The action was not hidden, the helicopters directly exposed them, the parachute rope was not treated, the enemy quickly tracked and ambushed, and the battle was decided within an hour.

The AFH man who rescued him was sent to the country of magnesium ten years later, and Marcus avoided him, and even tried to send him back at one point. The most important thing is that he couldn't even identify the direction of the sacrifice of his comrades, and climbed the people of the 10th Mountain Division to heat stroke.

"He started screaming, calling my name...... 'Help me, Marcus.'" The atmosphere became so tense that I had to lay down my arms and cover my ears. The December 9, 2013 "60 Minutes" interview gave a clear picture of Marcus's stupidity.

Specifically, you can refer to a certain station, the key word 'the biggest failure in history, Operation Red Wings'

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