One Thousand Eight Hundred and Fifty-Six The Mastermind

The signal light on the radio slowly went out. Battis breathed a sigh of relief, took out a set of tactical equipment from the secret compartment and put it on. He put the radio and the generator together. After going out, he took out an incendiary bomb and pulled it off. The safety ring was thrown into the room.

Immediately, Battis quickly disappeared into the dark rainy night.

A few seconds later, the incendiary bomb exploded with a roar, and the high temperature of more than a thousand degrees instantly swallowed the radio station.

A few minutes later, a group of insect men hurried over, not knowing what happened in this abandoned villa.

After a while, people from the intelligence office finally arrived. By this time, the open fire in the room had been extinguished, but the high temperature had burned through the floor. No matter upstairs or downstairs, it was a mess. The radio station and generator were burned beyond recognition. The original appearance couldn't be seen at all. The people from the intelligence department tried hard but couldn't find any clues about what was going on.

At the same time, a few kilometers away.

It was also a villa, and Dr. Carter stood in front of the open window, letting the cold wind blow all over his body.

Outside the villa, a group of heavily armed bug-men walked out of the darkness and surrounded the villa.

There was a rush of footsteps behind him, and a young insect man hurried into the room: "Professor, we are surrounded!"

Professor Carter said calmly: "I have seen it, don't worry, my child."

"Professor?" The young insect man was surprised, not knowing what medicine Professor Carter was selling in his gourd.

Carter said kindly: "Bill, please do one thing for me, please?"

"Okay, professor!" Bill agreed quickly.

"Tell everyone to put down their weapons. There is no need to resist. They will not make things difficult for you."

Bill was shocked: "What about you?"

Carter twitched his lips: "Of course you won't embarrass me."

Bill was very uneasy, but he did not dare to question the professor's decision. He could only bow slightly, take two steps back, turn around and leave in a hurry.

Professor Carter sighed, raised his head slightly, and looked up at the drizzling night sky: "What should come will come sooner or later..."

A few minutes later, a group of ferocious bug-men surrounded John and walked into the villa. Except for the professor himself,

Everyone in the villa gathered in the lobby, their eyebrows lowered and silent.

John paused slightly, strode up to everyone, and said in an extremely gloomy voice: "Where is the professor?"

Everyone was frightened and no one dared to speak.

John's face became darker, and Bill secretly complained, and quickly said: "The professor is waiting for you in the study!"

"Watch them!" John was not interested in embarrassing these little people. After giving the order, he strode up to the second floor.

The study door is open, and through the open door, Dr. Carter can be seen standing alone.

John strode in, followed closely by Phil, but John stopped when he was about to enter the study, turned his head and whispered: "Wait for me outside!"

"BOSS..." Phil was thinking about something, but John didn't give him a chance. He waved his hand to stop the rest of his words and walked into the study alone.

The professor turned around and faced John with a smile: "You're here!"

John's face was as dark as water, his chest heaved violently, and he stared at the professor for a while without speaking. It was not until he controlled his emotions that he asked in a hoarse voice: "Professor, all the evidence points to you, but I am still willing Believe me, please tell me that this has nothing to do with you!”

The professor continued to smile: "On the contrary, I planned all of this, but I don't feel sorry at all, it's just...

"Why? Why on earth?" John roared angrily, "Why did you do this?"

The professor remained calm, but the smile on his face slowly disappeared: "Because... this is not the resistance I want!"

John's cheeks twitched slightly, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse: "We escaped from the clutches of aliens together, escaped from Buha Island together, founded the Resistance Army together, and we have come together today. Why did you betray me? Why? ?”

"I've made it very clear, this is not the Resistance Army I want." Dr. Carter repeated, his voice gradually getting lower, "It should not fight against humans, let alone become an accomplice of aliens."

"I didn't do that..."

"But it's happening, John!" The professor's voice suddenly became stern. "In the past, you, like me, wanted to return to the human world, but now, you want to be independent from humans. Don't tell me you don't want to do that!"

"I want to do this, but I do it for the Resistance Army, for the right to survive!"

"Don't say you are so great." Dr. Carter's voice seemed to come from a very far away place. "We all know what you are thinking. I am very heartbroken. John, what turned you into a careerist?"

"A careerist?" John was furious, "Is this how you see me? If I were a careerist, I wouldn't come to see you alone!"

Professor Carter whispered: "I'm surprised too, John. I think...it's because you still have a little conscience deep in your heart."

"Should I thank you?" John snorted coldly, "You think I don't want to return to humanity? But now we are bug people, bug people, bug people! Why should we return to the human world? Who will accept us?"

"As you can see!" Dr. Carter's voice also rose a bit, "all countries are accepting us."

"They will only treat us as cannon fodder. If we have no use value, will they still do this?" John asked angrily.

The professor's voice returned to calm: "John, from your point of view, from the point of view of all the insects, maybe you are right; but I always regard myself as a human being, from the point of view of a human being, your choice is very dangerous, I can't let it happen, so I made a choice."

"Your choice is to abandon the resistance? Abandon the insects? Abandon everyone?" John clenched his fists tightly, "You are a insect, even if those countries accept you, you are still a insect, always a insect... Without the resistance, who cares about the insects? Don't you know how many insects they have killed?"

"I know, but they are all alien insects!" Carter said, "If you had cooperated with various countries earlier, this tragedy could have been avoided."

Even within the resistance, it is unknown how many insects have successfully infiltrated the aliens. How could the human countries that finally seized the opportunity to counterattack know this?

"Do you think everything is my fault?" John tilted his head, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"Is it important who is right or wrong?" Dr. Carter sighed lightly, "The butt determines the head. You and I have different positions. I think I am right, but you don't agree. Your correctness is also not recognized by me. Why bother?"