Chapter 1769 Believe It or Not

In the dark space universe, surrounded by groups of scarlet red, the interstellar aircraft carrier of the Anerson Legion exudes a gloomy green fluorescence.

Dazzling light beams, dazzling explosions, and large and small sparks kept flashing outside the fluorescent light.

The huge body is surrounded by green fluorescent light like an elephant in the mud. The harder it struggles, the deeper it sinks.

"This is the rhythm to finish"

"If I were on the side of the Zerg, I would definitely not let this interstellar aircraft carrier survive, and people would not let this aircraft carrier go with it."

"Of course." Mo Ye's response suddenly came from the spiritual power link network of the magic pattern communicator.

How could a starship carrier be spared after doing such a thing as stripping people's pants when packing up the spoils? The spoils are priceless.

"Hey—" Eleven stared, it was sarcasm, don't think he couldn't hear it.

Mo Ye ignored 11's protest, but said, "Don't look, get ready to go."

It's time to get moving.

Although the appearance of the Zerg army has only been around for ten minutes, but in fact, these ten minutes are too intense and critical for the soldiers of the Anersen Legion and the Zerg.

The war was in full swing, even though Mo Ye had confirmed that there was a cooperative relationship between Colonel Saul Nandi and the Zerg, the exchange of fire between the two sides did not show any signs of easing up.

While achieving a sense of cooperation, they can fight each other to death. Such a harmonious, cooperative relationship intertwined with love and hate is really eye-opening.

Well done.

The explorers on the entire egg cake immediately switched from watching movies to fighting mode after receiving Mo Ye's order.

When they heard Mo Ye's voice, the explorers in the boat could not wait to step out with their right foot, put their right hand on their chest and shouted "Always be ready"

The thought of fighting side by side with the sub-group is already exciting enough.

On the Eggcake, there is a posture of united efforts to avenge revenge, but the situation on the Anelsen starship aircraft carrier is completely opposite.

Even with great restraint,

Saul Nandi's inadvertent small movements still revealed his not completely calm heart, checking the time from time to time.

The numbers on the clock kept beating, second by second, obviously very quiet, but Sol felt the sound of the clock ticking in his mind.

Everything is bet on this last time.

Three minutes, it only takes the remaining three minutes, and everything is over.

What can you do in three minutes?

It’s neither too long nor too short, you can blink hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, you can’t relieve the slightest drowsiness when you take a nap, you can’t get enough of a noodle soak, and a poached egg is just right, but it’s absolutely It is three minutes that cannot be underestimated.

These three minutes not only bear the weight of the future fate of the Anelson Independent Corps in the Temple of Freedom, but even relate to the phased victory of the internal power struggle in the Temple of Freedom.

Being able to control an independent legion that is directly ordered by the head of the temple means that you can get a foot in the most trusted armed force around the head of state, which is quite powerful.

Saul Nandi clearly knows what he is about to face. Success and failure mean two completely different lives. The control he wants, his ambition, the power he desires, everything depends on This last three minutes.

The importance of time is highlighted at this moment, timing, grasping the timing is victory.

Perhaps when the tension reached a certain level, only numbness remained. When everyone in the subordinate bodyguards was excited, Saul Nandi calmed down instead, and his heartbeat that was originally accelerated gradually returned to stability.

"I'm in the command center. You go to the first floor of the cabin yourself. I want to make sure that none of them can escape." Sol whispered the latest order to the guards beside him. The situation is almost the same, and it's time to finish.

Sol's sharp eyes swept over all his personal guards, "You should be aware of our current situation, we can only succeed and never allow failure, don't let my trust down."

"Yes, sir."

At this moment, even if Saul Nandi's personal guards didn't know what their deputy army commander was planning, they couldn't be more clear at this moment.

The fate of all of them has been tied to Saul Nandi from the very beginning. One is prosperous and the other is damaged. There is no choice at all.

The personal guard who led the order nodded, and led a group of people to the cabin on the first floor, euphemistically calling it to support Bals.

"How's it going?"

So far, Barrs has not been able to enter the core area of ​​the cabin on the first floor, wandering between the various passages and engaging in guerrilla warfare with the mutinous fighters, let alone being able to get in touch with the army commander and his party.

The condition of the cabin on the first floor was so bad that Barrs and his party mistakenly thought that they had broken into the territory of the Zerg the moment they entered.

It was pitch black without a trace of light, and there was a stench in the air. The Zerg virus permeated in the air had already entered the mouths of Bals and his party through their noses and mouths when they inhaled the first breath of air.

These viruses may not all be able to successfully infect these soldiers, this is a matter of probability.

"You guys came in too?" Barth was a little surprised by the sudden conversation but didn't think much about it at the moment.

"This floor has been completely occupied by the Zerg, and many soldiers have been infected by the Zerg virus and lost their minds." Speaking of which, Barrs' obvious voice was full of anger.

Sol's personal guard echoed the words. He knew that Bals could not die. If all Dylan Carter's cronies were found dead in the post-war summary, even if there was no substantive evidence, the death list alone would be enough. It will make people very suspicious.

Thinking of this, the guard tightly clenched the hand of the weapon again, excited, expecting, and a trace of uncontrollable fear and worry, like a rope tightly strangling the heart, and every heartbeat and breath required a great deal of effort.

The consequences of what he was doing with Saul Nandi at this time would be absolutely devastating if it were exposed.

Bals and his team wandered around the periphery of the cabin on the first floor, unable to get in touch with the interior, but killed many soldiers who lost control due to virus infection.

call out!

The light blade slashed quickly, the sharp blade cut through the abdomen of the comer, and dealt with another one.

Bals hammered hard against the bulkhead of the ship. These people who fell under his blade were his comrades-in-arms, but he had to kill them in order to save the army commander.

"Captain, their state is very abnormal."

"It should be controlled by Zerg parasites."

These soldiers did not voluntarily betray the legion and the army commander. They were just infected with the virus and out of control. Although this made Bals feel a little comforted in his heart, it was not good news at all at this moment.

This means that these loyal fighters were killed and even controlled by the damn Zerg virus, and Bars had to choose to kill them.

"The virus is spreading so fast, and I don't know how the Legion Commander is doing now?"

This is what they are most worried about. What if the leader of the Carter Legion has been infected by the virus? If the leader of the legion who is a holy powerhouse loses control, can they really control it?

However, these troubles can only be suppressed temporarily until he finds the head of the army.

"Damn it, damn Zerg." Bals gritted his teeth, secretly determined in his heart that he would not let the Zerg army go this time after rescuing the army commander. These disgusting Zergs should all be damned.

"Bars, we are running out of time, we must find the legion commander as soon as possible."

Hearing the voice of Sol's personal guard coming from the team channel, Bals immediately reported the latest battle situation.

"The coordinates of the head of the legion cannot be found. The condition of the cabin on the first floor is very bad. Many soldiers are infected by Zerg parasites or viruses."

Sol's personal guard hooked the corner of his mouth, that's right, this is what he wanted.

However, what he didn't know at this moment was that when Bals said this, there was a figure he was very familiar with that he could only look up to.

Bals was stunned for a moment because of the sudden appearance of the person's voice, but he continued the previous conversation after seeing the other party's eyes.

Just when the members of Thor's pro-guard were secretly proud and nervous, they suddenly heard Barth's next sentence, "The situation is much more serious than expected. We must report it immediately. The Zerg has newly developed a parasitic virus."

Everyone in Thor's personal guard was stunned for a moment. Why did this idiot suddenly become sober? Shouldn't he only focus on the leader of the rescue army?

Thinking about it again, recklessness does not mean that a person is really stupid. After all, he is a major, and if he is really stupid, he will not be cultivated into an elite.

Sol's personal guard hesitated for a moment and finally decided not to do anything about whether he could keep this person. In comparison, Barth was already the most suitable candidate, and the legion commander couldn't find anyone who was more likely to be fooled than him. people.

Among a bunch of cunning officers, there is no doubt that Barrs is the most suitable candidate.

"Don't worry, Colonel Sol has his own arrangements. The most important thing is to rescue the legion commander. The message for help has been sent out. We are carrying out a secret mission. It may be too late for the reinforcements to arrive in this area. We must first find the legion commander and make a long-term plan." .”

It's really not about him.

How critical the situation was, how worried Bals was, how excited Saul's personal guards were, and as the countdown of the three minutes passed, the nervousness and worry were gradually replaced by uncontrollable excitement and anticipation.

The personal guard immediately reported the latest intelligence to Saul, "Bars is still trapped in the outer cabin, and most people in the outer cabin have been attacked by the virus and out of control."

"Very well, you join him to make sure he cannot be associated with Carter."

"Yes, sir."

This fluctuation of mental power is obviously already emotional ups and downs, but his face still maintains a calm and serious face. It is really hard work, how hard it took.

After watching the play, it is almost time for the finishing touches.

After finishing the call, Sol's personal guard turned his head and saw a person who appeared in front of him out of thin air. Before he could react, he stared at the person in front of him with indescribable surprise, and tried to speak But - there is no chance, only some gurgling sounds with unknown meaning.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and the helmet that had been prepared early in order to avoid inhalation of poisonous gas and parasites was quickly filled with blood from his mouth and ears. His own blood was suffocated or he lost too much blood and died.

Mo Ye frowned, and silently looked away. She didn't appreciate this style of painting very much.

bang bang

The guard fell to the ground with his bloodshot eyes wide open, unable to respond.

"Hey, hello, hello." Bals called a few times but there was no response, and then looked at the legion commander and his party standing in front of him.

"Major General!"

Dylan Carter waved his hand to signal Bals not to say anything at this time, and asked directly, "What's the situation on the aircraft carrier now?"

Bals was still a little out of the corner at this point, but he still gave the report as Dylan asked.

Dylan frowned and gasped. Saul Nandi's move was too ruthless. He was plotting with the Zerg to bring him down even if he did not hesitate to take the entire Anerson Army into it.

"So the Legion is under Thor's control at this time?"

"Yes, Major General." Barth still couldn't believe it until now, "That kid has betrayed?"

Where did Dylan have the time to explain this to him.

What surprised Bals even more was the dark blue robed woman who suddenly appeared in front of him and Major General Dylan out of nowhere.

This person looked a little familiar, and Bals finally remembered when the person spoke.

Isn't this the Star Alliance fugitive, the Space Saint, the one who should have died in the planet explosion that the temple and the Zerg have been looking for?

Bals didn't understand the situation, so he shut his mouth and stood a step in front of Dylan, which happened to be an angle that could block the attack.

Although the starting point is good, this kind of position is obviously useless.

"How are you thinking, Major General Carter?" Mo Ye looked at the person in front of her with a calm expression. She was not in a hurry anyway, but the person in front of her must have been mad.

"How do I know that I can trust you, Your Excellency Mo Ye, if I remember correctly, you were wanted by the temple and almost killed, how can I believe that you are willing to help me tide over the difficulties?"

"Oh." Mo Ye just said frankly, "No." Then he stopped talking lazily and watched Carter patiently waiting for the other party's response.

Looking at Mo Ye's reaction, Carter knew that indecision would not help the situation at this time. Without Mo Ye's help, he would not even be able to leave the closed cabin that could only be entered but not exited, let alone expose the truth. Saul Nandy's plot is over.

Believe it or not is a multiple-choice question for Carter at this time.

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