"General, can we get out alive?"

Looking at the images of the green miasma-filled dungeons, the aberrant creatures everywhere, and the huge gorgeous flowers with sharp teeth on the side of the road, a Mir soldier asked nervously.

Everyone looked at Wan Jiang.

There was uneasiness in his eyes.

At this moment, a group of people wearing very heavy white protective suits with the insignia of the Dragon Hunting Empire on their clothes walked over.

"Deliver the criminals and detain Digou Prison No. 005!"

"Number 005?" The people in white protective suits who came to hand over were suddenly extremely surprised, and looked at Wan Jiang and the others with eyes like looking at dead people.

This kind of look made the Mir fighters even more uneasy, and they instinctively felt as if they had come to an extremely terrifying place.

"Delivered, retreat!"

The elevator doors closed slowly.

The leader of the white protective suit took the forbidden chain that tied Wan Jiang and the others.

"Let's go, and take you to your paradise."

A man in a white hazmat suit smiled, his eyes hidden under his helmet smirk.

Along the way, more and more horrors appear.

The man with three heads fell bloodily on a stone pillar.

At the top of the tower was a bloody intestine tethered, and at the end of the intestine was a half-cut person, swaying in the wind like a kite.

When the Mir soldiers saw these pictures, their faces turned slightly dark, and they felt a little disgusted, and they had no other emotions.

After all, everyone is a person who has crawled out of the weird recovery, and there are far more terrifying pictures seen in Blue Star than this ditch.

"Huh?" The leading man in the white protective suit noticed this scene, and was suddenly a little surprised in his heart: "Ordinary people will be scared when they enter the trench for the first time, and this group of new criminals actually looks a little light?" ”

When his curiosity erupted, he suddenly asked Wan Jiang: "Where did you come from?" What crime was committed? ”

The words are different, but the language is the same.

General Wan had long been aware of this, and he casually explained the purpose of the battleship Mir.

"Alas, it's a pity." The man in the white protective suit shook his head helplessly, and actually said with sympathy in his eyes: "You are also unlucky, Zhang Throne is a well-known baht in the entire empire, you have defeated his three star fleets, and you actually want to use a letter to wipe everything out, it's too whimsical." ”

"Then you say we're unlucky......"

"Of course you are being targeted by Young Master Zhang."

"Young Master Zhang?" General Wan instantly remembered the noble son who took the lead in starting a war.

"Hehe, in fact, what's even more unfortunate is that you were actually sent to Prison No. 005, and there is a high probability that there is a promotion from Young Master Zhang."

"Listen to what you mean, this 005 prison is not simple?"

"Isn't it easy? Haha......" The man in the white protective suit shook his head and chuckled, and sold the pass mysteriously: "I'll know when you arrive, otherwise it will be said that I am afraid that you will not leave, and we will have to carry it over." ”

"Hmm......" Wan Jiang pondered for a moment: "You told us so much, aren't you afraid of trouble from above?" ”

"Huh? Trouble? ”

The man in the white protective suit seemed to have heard a big joke, laughed, pointed to his colleagues around him and said, "These are all my cronies!" No one can get my word to it, let alone ....... What does it matter if you say more to the dead? ”

Wan Jiang took a deep breath: "Then please continue to lead the way!" ”

As you go deeper and deeper into the trench.

Wan will find that the deformed creatures here seem to be afraid of the white hazmat suit, but often after hiding in the corner, they will stare with a scythe-like gaze.

After passing by a tower, Wan Jiang even saw a half-cut person hanging on the tower like a kite, no matter if his body swayed with the wind, his head was always staring at the white protective suit.

Wan will be thoughtful along the way.

Until the team suddenly stopped, he suddenly looked up and saw a huge building of pure black, continuous and deep.

The pure black building was made of forbidden magic stones, revealing a mellow and solid smell, and when they arrived here, the warriors felt that the strange qi in their bodies seemed to become sticky, no longer smooth and smooth.

"Open the door!"

"Come on, welcome to heaven."

The man in the white hazmat suit smiled with a schadenfreude charm.

Bang!

The pure black giant door slowly opened, like a terrifying abyss beast opening its mouth.

......

"Mir loses all signals!"

The Jiuquan City Command Center, which monitors the information of the Mir at all times, reported it to the Forbidden Palace in the capital as soon as possible.

In the Forbidden Palace, the pot suddenly exploded.

The high-level officials of Daxia discussed a lot and were extremely indignant.

"The loss of information on Mir means that the Mir information optical transmission system has collapsed!"

"The Mir has been destroyed by the Dragonhunter Empire!"

"Could it be that there was something else, such as a cosmic storm affecting the optical transmission system?"

"All I care about now is whether or not our Washu has been delivered to the Dragon Hunting Empire!"

"The Mir was still intact when it encountered the outpost of the Dragon Hunting Empire, and it lost its signal as soon as it entered the Dragon Hunting Galaxy, isn't this the Dragon Hunting Empire's clear intention to go to war?"

The messy Forbidden Palace was calmed by a slap on the table by Wang Lao.

"What's the noise?" Elder Wang looked around calmly and ordered: "Open the high-level meeting of the world's countries and the meeting of the United Army Command!" ”

"Yes!"

Soon, on the two big screens, the faces of the leaders of the world countries and the members of the United Forces Command appeared respectively.

After telling the story, Mr. Wang asked, "How much more time do we need?" ”

The command, deputy commander Yasuo, looked back at the picture of thousands of troops rushing to the moon behind him, and replied: "At least three months!" ”

The command, deputy commander Mobi, wearing an interstellar battle armor, sat in the high-level rest cabin, looked at the vast starry sky outside the window, his pale and bloodless emaciated face showed an excited look, and replied: "Three months later, if you want to fight, then fight!" ”

Obviously, this sick pope is a resolute and fierce faction.

Trimester......

Elder Wang pondered for a moment.

Can it be delayed until three months later?

"If you can't show favor once, then twice!"

Elder Wang raised his eyes and gave a decisive order: "Order Jiuquan City to organize the second peace book troops!" ”

"Mission, deliver the second letter of peace, and find out if General Wan and the others are still alive!"

Jiuquan City Command Center: "Yes!" ”

The second Washo unit was quickly formed.

All employees are equipped with the most ruthless embedded optical transmission chips.

"Remember, if you are about to die in the Dragon Hunting Empire, then beat your chests hard, the chip embedded in your heart will transmit your anger and unwillingness back home!"

"Yes!"

"Let's go!"