Chapter 936: One Person's War
"Boss, I have already summarized the information of the members who boarded the ship this time."
The octopus has a flexible head. On the grounds of inductive registration, it registered nearly a thousand people on the transport ship one by one, and even had records about their abilities.
Link didn't check the file directly, but said, "Just report to me directly."
The octopus quickly said: "It seems that this time the foundation is really preparing for a big event. A total of 913 people have been transported this time. Excluding Pionet, there are five C+ level members, ten Two C-level members, 31 C-level members, and the rest are all D-level personnel. Not to mention dispatched with all their strength, it can be regarded as the best of the best. When is the boss going to do it? If we are on the spaceship, we I'm afraid it's hard to cope with the manpower..."
Octopus Paul's thoughts are also normal, after all, they only have about 200 members pretending to board the ship this time.
Although all of them are good looters, facing the elite sent by the Roswell Foundation, there is really no advantage in frontal combat.
Paul's subordinates still have some members with only E-level combat effectiveness, and they can't get any benefits from fighting against each other.
"You don't have to worry about this, I will take action at the right time. When we arrive at the base camp of the Cursed Sect, then you and all the members will find an opportunity to gather together, say to prepare for the landing, and leave the rest to I can."
Paul was surprised, and understood what Link meant. The chairman wanted to face so many enemies alone!
"Boss, how can you risk yourself alone? I'll arrange some good hands, and then we will fight together!"
How could Paul the Octopus miss such a good chance to fight, especially with the president. Isn't this the only way to show your loyalty!
Link raised his hand to interrupt him: "Everyone has something they are good at. You and your subordinates are not very good at fighting. It would be superfluous to stay, and it will easily drag me down. You only need to do your own thing well. I can see your loyalty. Oh, by the way, you must hide well at that time, lest the aftermath of the battle hurt you, I am serious about this."
Octopus Paul nodded quickly, keeping every word the boss said in his heart.
After the octopus left, Link put away the alchemy spears, ammunition, and Eros's costumes.
Link really wanted to know Eros' expression when he saw these things in front of him.
Speaking of which, Hogan pretends to be Eros, although he is a high imitation.
But in terms of weapons, the Roswell Foundation has spent a lot of money.
The alchemy double guns and bullets are the original version of Eros, so it can only be said that they are supernatural.
Link's current human skin mask is Hogan's face, and he has changed into a black combat uniform in advance.
The spaceship's voyage showed that there was only one day left before Irovonia, the stronghold of the Cult of the Damned.
The most dangerous place is the safest place,
The Cult of the Damned is based on an abandoned planet, the kind that is known to be depleted of resources. No one would go to war on this kind of planet, and even settling would be troublesome, and there was no way to resupply.
And the base camp of the Cult of the Damned is under the barren planet Irovonia.
With the help of the shelters built underground by the civilizations of the past, the Cult of the Damned has quietly developed and bred here.
Because of the spiritual influence of the God of Plague, the members of the Cursed Sect do not need to go to other planets to deliver orders in person. Instead, they use the plague god's whispers to confuse or some special devices to achieve communication.
Like Tiris. Anyway, as long as there are people on the planet who have triggered the belief in the God of Plague, they will be able to activate the communication circle after their strength reaches a certain level.
It's like some kind of encrypted communication.
Using this method, the Sect of the Damned has gradually infected many civilizations, and with the support of the Roswell Foundation, the entire sect is thriving, believing that the liberation of the God of Plague is just around the corner.
Link's arrival this time will tell them what a tmd surprise is!
The voyage was without incident. In order to paralyze these people, the octopus even arranged a reception banquet, warmly entertained them with good wine and food, and said with great care: "We won't have such good conditions when we arrive in Elovonia. So this meal and this glass of wine should be everyone's last carnival before the official execution of the mission!"
Because the octopus is long-sleeved and good at dancing, the way its subordinates handle affairs and speak has a feeling of being a predator and being drunk today, even the cautious Pionet has no doubts and joins the grand carnival.
After drinking for three rounds, a group of people are already gluey and intimate.
Pionet hugged the octopus Paul, his eye sockets became red from drinking too much wine, especially the eye sockets were more obvious, like a red monkey butt.
"Paul, let me tell you! I came to participate in the mission this time, and I don't want to go back alive! The president treats me well, and lends a helping hand when I am most difficult and helpless. Others are forced to participate in genetic engineering The experiment, only I requested it voluntarily, and I wanted to do what I could for the president! As a result, you know, the others couldn’t bear it and died, but I survived and became the perfect match! This made me the first I found the meaning of living for the first time, and I can finally help the president!"
Pionet gradually opened up the chatterbox, and drank another cup of ton ton.
The octopus Paul next to him stretched out a tentacle, rolled up a side of the wine bottle and filled it up for Pionet.
"When I participated in this mission and knew that the mission was to create a big event, I didn't think about going back alive. The president needs a big event to spread the deterrence and terror of the cursed sect. I understand all this. So This time I have prepared an unparalleled big plan, which will definitely make the Sect of the Damned famous soar, and let the people of the Morvor galaxy cluster feel the fear of being shrouded by the plague god again!"
Pionet's eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils were frenzied, like a planet that could explode at any time.
It's completely different from the submissiveness when he was in front of Link, and it obviously opened up his heart.
"The president has nothing to repay my kindness to me, and I am the most steadfast executor of the president's will, dedicating my light and heat to the president's grand blueprint!"
The octopus Paul on the side echoed: "Yes, the president's ambitions are indeed beyond our comprehension, but we don't need to understand, as long as we act according to his will. It is indeed what I have done in my life to hang out with the president. One of the wisest decisions ever made.”
Paul the octopus also expressed his heartfelt emotion, which immediately made Pionet become his confidant, and they hated seeing each other later.
However, what Pionet never imagined was that the "President" in Paul's mouth was not the one from the Roswell Foundation...
So far, Pionet has no doubts anymore, and even confides in Paul the octopus as a confidant, even when he is sleeping, he does not let go, dragging Paul and clamoring to sleep together.
Especially the members of the two parties, after waking up the next day, they became even more like glue, calling each other brothers.
In the future, they will be colleagues who have a common task. They have a close personal relationship and can chat, which adds a lot of emotional factors to this relationship.
The next day, when the ship announced that there were still two hours to arrive at the destination Ilovinia, Paul the Octopus took the initiative to gather his men.
"You still have two hours for the final rest. I will take my men down to prepare for the landing. Afterwards, the president's grand plan will depend on you!"
Pionet nodded firmly, and said with a smile: "Then it will be hard work for you!"
Gu Han Octopus Paul smiled and waved his tentacles: "What's the matter, we're just starting out. It's really up to you to achieve the goal."
What Paul the Octopus said is true. Looking at the level of his subordinates, the strength is uneven, ranging from E-level to C-level.
Look at the elites sent by the Roswell Foundation this time, they are all elites!
The fighting power of the two sides is not at the same level at all.
Pionet even comforted: "We are all working hard for the grand ambition of the president. As long as the heart is loyal, the level of strength will have its effect. Paul does not need to belittle himself."
Paul the Octopus thought of the conversation he had with the president in the main control room yesterday, and he wanted to fight side by side with all his heart, and the words of the president were like enlightenment.
"Yes, as long as we do our part well, we will contribute to the president's goal."
Then Paul led his men to the mezzanine below the ship, took out the communication equipment on the way, and reported to Link in a grand manner: "Boss, we all went to the bottom of the ship to prepare for landing and landing, over."
Link in the main control room looked at the gray and white dead planet that appeared in the porthole, and sent an application notice for entering the planet and underground shelter, and then broadcast to the ship: "Everyone, we are about to arrive in Ilovonia. Enter The atmosphere of the planet will be violently turbulent, please return to your seats..."
After finishing speaking, Link raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
He hadn't enjoyed the battle with Hogan on the "Arsonist of the Heart" before, and hoped that Pionet and the elite of the Roswell Foundation would not disappoint him this time.
The spaceship passed through the planet's atmosphere, and there was a roar of air vibration from the cabin. After a short fluctuation, the spaceship gradually calmed down its anger, and began to slow down and land towards the designated location on the ground.
The pale ground on the ground suddenly opened a mechanism, and the ground and turf were all pushed away in all directions, revealing a ship landing pad with a huge H drawn on it.
Through the area exposed by the hollow, one can see that the underground shelter is well-equipped and not small in scale.
There are no fewer than five such underground aprons that can directly dock ships.
Link adjusted the landing to fully automatic, then walked out of the main control room indifferently, and summoned the moving castle while walking, and as a ray of light door appeared in the corridor in front of the moving castle, countless low-level Zerglings gushed out from it .
Like a flood, it quickly filled the entire aisle until it reached the ceiling above the head.
The springtails rushed forward like crazy, and the number became more and more dazzling.
The ship that had just landed immediately made an ups and downs crunching sound. Although the body of the springtails was not large, when the number accumulated to a terrifying level, the impact would cause even a battleship to shake.
The springtail has a strange shape, and its scarlet skin is deformed and wrinkled.
The hard skin is mixed with chitin and gelatinous shells, and the deep red haw on the eyes makes the eyes of the springtail look a little mysterious.
The platypus-like mouth is densely covered with sharp teeth, and there are two barb-shaped fangs on both sides of the base of the mouth. The tail is wrapped in tight and wrinkled skin, exposing the sharp point.
There are two sickle-shaped claws protruding above the head, which looks hideous and terrifying, far surpassing all dogs Link has ever seen.
Many sharp and hard barbs grew on the back of the springtail, spreading all the way to the tail.
The strong and powerful hind limbs can provide explosive power when running, and there is a mass of sarcoma at the bend of the forelimbs, with sharp spikes hidden inside, which can launch a surprise attack suddenly. Once the spike penetrated into the flesh, tearing it out would cause huge wounds and bleeding.
So many Zerglings came out like a frenzy, tens of thousands at least, and rushed from the corridor to the rest area where the members of the Roswell Foundation were.
When this terrifying bug appeared, everyone present did not react.
Bearing the brunt was the shoulder blade pierced by the sickle-shaped claws, and then pulled it violently, dragged it in front of it, opened its mouth and gnawed wildly, the scene was extremely bloody.
When the Foundation members came back to their senses, the entire rest area was already full of springtails, and the members subconsciously began to fight these insects.
"Damn it, where did these ghost things come from!"
Although the Zerglings were weak in combat effectiveness, they were too numerous, like a flood. Many people had no time to react, and were directly set up by the Zerglings, pierced by the scythe claws, and hung on their bodies to continue the impact.
Coupled with the small space of the ship, there are springtails everywhere, and there is no way to avoid it.
Facing the sudden attack, everyone was directly stunned, and could only fight and retreat, unable to organize an effective counterattack.
Although the level of springtails is not high, because of its tough skin, even members of energy level C will have to spend a little effort to deal with one.
Pionet reacted the fastest, releasing the power of the plague immediately, and the plague breath sprayed from his mouth formed a visible wall, isolating all members behind.
"Go back, you guys go back! I'll go find Lord Hogan!"
As he said that, he jumped up against the insect tide in the opposite direction.
Pionet has a B-level and has genetically engineered plague god flesh and blood. He can be regarded as a small plague messenger, and he is not afraid of these disgusting springtails in front of him. But this time, the elite force of the Roswell Foundation came with him. They came here to detonate the influence of the Cult of the Damned in the universe and to create terrorist attacks. No matter what happened, they could not die here.
On the other hand, these sudden jumping worms made Pionet worry about the situation of Lord Hogan in the main control room.
You must know that Hogan is the curse sect appointed by the president, the chief commander of the operation, and the strategist.
With the tacit cooperation of the president and Hogan's command, the Roswell Foundation secretly developed in a low-key manner, gradually smoothing out the current situation.
Therefore, the elite behind him cannot die, and Lord Hogan cannot die!
And he won't die!
Pionet's whole body was full of plague. After the springtail approached, some corrosion marks appeared on the tough skin, bubbling, the thick skin cracked and blood stains flowed out, and there was a scream of pain from his mouth, but Can't get close.
Just before looking forward, Pionet suddenly felt a breath.
Taking a closer look, it was Commander Hogan.
"Lord Hogan..." Pionet just shut up and took the initiative to attack after the words were so ordinary!