"It's getting darker."

"The weather in the Waste Star has been bad lately, and today's wind ...... It's so noisy. ”

"If it's a persistent climate, you might have to consider the effects from space...... I remember that there seemed to be a record in the journal Bonas the year before last about the ability of special creatures to predict space storms in advance......"

"However, because the funding requirements were too high, he was rejected by the research institute, and later it seemed that the scholar had committed something and was directly imprisoned......

"So you think the sudden rat tide might have something to do with that space storm?"

"I'm just saying it casually."

"Woooooooooo

Sasha finally leaned back and forth from side to side, squeezed out the tape that sealed his mouth, and interrupted the conversation between Wu Que and Janet in front of him:

"What are you thinking? Even if you take me hostage to deceive the people of the Squirrel Organization, there is no need to shut my mouth so early, right? ”

"And the wind is too noisy, isn't it because you've been racing? Why can the Survivor 380 be ridden so fast by you? ”

The stocky firearms instructor was strapped to the back seat of Survivor 380, with Ms. Janet, a sassy biologist who couldn't drag race and couldn't modify machinery, and Wu Que, the young "executor" of the base, who had to wrap his arms around the former's waist because of the high speed.

The two talked happily there, completely forgetting that there was a place at the back that had no strength, Sasha, who was swaying at high speed like duckweed in the river, and was gagged, and could only whine and scream.

What he couldn't understand was why this young man, who was obviously the manager of the base, so easily chose to adopt the other party's strategy of "steaming the jade stick and benefiting from foolishness" after listening to the soldier's words from the soldier who ran over, and what kind of hostage and bait he used himself......

Is this crazy?

Is there any feasibility in this strategy?

Wait a minute...... Maybe, really?

Sasha also saw the objectives of the first and second phases of the combat mission, the three intelligence acquisitions in the first phase, and the clear response to the three objectives in the second phase......

If it is said that when formulating the first stage, this "executor" has already taken the gray squirrel organization into his plan, and even planned to use the hand of the rat tide to clean up all the waste star forces around his base......

"Shhh

Sasha couldn't help but gasp.

How big is this young man?

He just wants to rely on a dozen cats and dogs under his command to unify the entire waste star?

"Uhhh

In the abnormal sound of the sudden braking, the entire Survivor 380 rolled over on its side, and Ms. Janet stretched out her long legs to support the body, and stretched out her hand to point to the oblique side: "If you read it right, that should be the same model as our base, the chassis of the chariot?" ”

"KV Land Transporter." Wu Que glanced at it and confirmed that the vehicle that was driving from the twisting path was exactly the same model as the base killer that was now equipped with a turret.

"But they don't have turrets, no, I should say they don't have the ability to equip turrets." Wu Que said in a low voice, "Whether the base has the ability to generate electricity and convert electricity to energy is the decisive factor in whether these old energy weapons can be incorporated into use now, the gray squirrel base does not have any large equipment, and there should be no such power station." ”

He could clearly see that there were more than a dozen people sitting on the KV-type land transport vehicle, and it was estimated that there were two or three more people stuffed in the body, and this car had nearly 15 people on board.

Nearly half of the members were armed with guns, and Wu Que pulled Sasha behind him, who hurriedly reported:

"This is the regular elite detachment of the Squirrel base, and everyone is carrying a 'Grielier' automatic rifle, which was developed by the Fabai Galaxy a hundred years ago, and it is a relatively easy to use live-ammunition weapon, and now you can buy quite a few modified models on the black market......"

"So it's a regular army?"

"The regular detachment is a mix of supernumeraries, the regular detachment is a team of ten people......" Sasha remembered something, reminded, "The leader of the Squirrel is a rebel sergeant, and he will bring some military habits to the organization. ”

"Anyway, the value of this car is not low...... Is it? ”

"That's right."

Sasha looked at the young man's thoughtful expression, and sighed inexplicably in his heart, and before he could ask, the young man had already slowly whispered:

"In that case, I have abolished this detachment...... The leader of the Squirrels must be angry, right? ”

Wu Que propped up the seat and floated to the ground, his right arm was wrapped in the powerful arm armor bankruptcy version, and at this time, the entire arm had climbed up to a layer of dim black light.

Strong power arm armor, charging, one stage.

He swept his gaze around, and quickly found his target, the strong power arm armor under the charge has a very strong output, at this time, he is like the B550M, easily picked it up-

It was a steel bar at least five meters long, nearly twenty centimeters in diameter, which was obviously too big for Wu Que's hand, but that didn't prevent him from holding it in his hand.

He could even slap it twice in his palm, and then aimed it at the KV-style land transport vehicle, and the light on the arm armor instantly changed again-

The bright red color represents that the output mode of the strong power arm armor has reached the second stage. He bent his knees slightly, already in a throwing posture, and then in the next second, as his right arm waved in a beautiful arc, the steel bar whistled out with the sound of the wind, and flew straight towards the KV-style land transporter!

"Whew!"

In the harsh wind, the KV land transport truck still maintained its original speed, and it was not until the steel bar flew in front of the car that someone in the car exclaimed:

"What's that?"

"Attention, attention, unknown-"

The messenger's voice stopped abruptly, as the thick black thing had pierced through his chest and into the hull behind him.

The people inside the car looked at the black, stout steel bar in horror, not just because of its rather amazing size, but because of its position.

Straight into the engine of the KV-style carrier.

The engine was sparkling, and in just a split second, the entire engine lit up red.

"It's going to blow up, it's going to blow up!"

Someone shouted loudly, the people outside the car quickly jumped down, and the people in the car wanted to get out of the car, but they clashed with each other and squeezed there, and couldn't get out at all.

And time does not allow them to continue to be crowded.

The blazing flames engulfed their backs, and shattered pieces of iron flew in all directions like razor-sharp blades, piercing the backs of the ruined starmen who had no time to escape.

The rest of the wasters watched from the sidelines, and they couldn't help but shudder.

And a moment later, someone noticed the Survivor 380 parked on the hillside not far away—

and a figure that held up another steel bar and prepared to throw it.