Chapter 505: Leave Professional Matters to Professionals

Chapter 505 - Professional matters should be left to professionals

The soldiers of the Gaul army carefully entered the White Truffle Town in turn. It took more than an hour of searching and investigation. After dark, they finally completed the complete occupation and truly controlled the situation.

There were less than 400 residents of the town who survived. The leaders who had fought one after another had been forcibly replaced by five or six people due to the attack from outside the town.

The mentality of the last leader who was elected was broken. The double pressure from psychological and physiological made him unable to hold on any longer, and he had to raise the white flag (white shirt).

If the fight continued, the remaining more than 300 people might not see the sun the next day.

One side was willing to die, and the other side was willing to bury.

After the battle, the captives were put on heavy shackles and taken to the patrol ship to be sent away, of course geographically, not physically.

Regardless of whether they were capable or not, whether they were injured or not, every captive was injected with a supernatural inhibitor and a drug that suppressed mental power.

For magicians, without spiritual power, even if they have magic power, they cannot exert it, and their fighting spirit will be affected, at least weakened by more than half.

Under the watchful eyes of the military warriors, they dare not do anything strange. If there is anything wrong, they will chop off their heads with a knife.

Next, this self-sufficient closed town will disappear completely from the map, or perhaps it has never appeared on the map. Public opinion will know nothing. They can only know what they should know, and asking again is an exercise.

Earth-type and wood-type ability users will flatten all artificial traces here together, and let plants cover everything, as if dozens or even hundreds of years have passed in a flash, and no one will remember that there was once a town called White Truffle here.

The hunting team, who had never said hello to the Gaul military from beginning to end and had been a spectator on the hillside outside the town for a day, left in a hurry under the cover of night.

The Gaul sovereignty sent a patrol ship to send them directly to the original destination to continue the mission.

In the last mission target, there was no new situation between the 631 Air Crew Base and the contractor, the Knights of Mental Health Co., Ltd., but the 633 Air Crew Base next to it, to be more precise, the contractor, Surt Defense Co., Ltd., started the trouble first.

Perhaps they thought they could please the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, and they submitted the application for corporate war, and then they couldn't wait to declare war on the 631 Air Crew Base. Anyway, they had to fight sooner or later, and it didn't matter whether they fought early or late, so they just took the initiative to strike first.

Surt Defense Co., Ltd. thought they could do it, and the 633 Air Crew Base attacked.

The next moment, they were beaten and fled back, and most of the combat flight squadron was directly lost, and even the squadron leader was killed, and there was no trace of his body on the spot.

This wave of fierce operations is simply amazing!

Words are not enough to describe the mysterious war between the 631st Air Base and the 633rd Air Base. Sanhao Xuesen was too lazy to comment on such a stupid mess. He printed the report of the first phase into a document and circulated it internally for people to understand.

After reading the report, which was neither too thin nor too thick, word by word, Chen Fei's eyes twitched and his mouth grinned, saying, "It's really fucking..."

If you have a little bit of brains, you won't fight like this.

The moment before, I was still laughing at the young soldiers of Gaul for being so incompetent, and the next moment I saw that some of my peers were also doing the same thing, which really brought shame to the military contractor industry.

I don't know how such a military contractor got to the point of being able to contract the air base. According to industry rules, they should have been wiped out long ago.

"Really, really a dog who takes advantage of others!"

Turte took the report and quickly glanced at it. He treated it as an April Fool's Day idiot prank. He was eager to show off in front of the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, but he failed to show off and was fucked. He was so embarrassed.

Then he stuffed the report aside and handed it to the young and beautiful Masuya.

After reading it, she curled her lips and said, "Do we really have to go?"

It was obvious that she looked down on the Surt Defense Co., Ltd., which was ambitious but incompetent. It was a waste for the 633 Air Force Base to be contracted by the other party.

"Of course I have to go, but I'm just going to clean up the mess."

Sanhao Monk scratched his big bald head, and his nine scars were itchy. It was really helpless to meet such an incompetent partner.

He had to find a way to prop up this pile of mud. After all, it was decided in advance. Although it was rotten, it could at least keep a secret.

Being able to hook up with the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee to participate in the hunting operation, this company's backers are most likely related to the Joint Defense Committee. Although Sanhao Xuesen did not say it explicitly, people like Chen Fei, who are a little familiar with the ways of the world, can probably guess some of it.

"We are a military contractor here, to be precise, there should be one and a half."

Sanhao Xuesen's eyes turned around and fell on Chen Fei and Aunt Caroline.

Chen Fei is a formal military contractor employee with a standard labor contract, but Aunt Caroline is not. Her son is a military contractor, and he inherited his father's business, so she can only be considered half a military contractor. On weekdays, she is a serious housewife.

If it weren't for the fact that her son's company had a large deficit and the business was unsustainable, Caroline would not have joined the hunting team to earn this extra money.

"So Xiao Chen should be more familiar with military contractors and air bases."

Everyone looked at Chen Fei.

"Just do it!"

Chen Fei didn't have anything nice to say, he spread his hands and shrugged.

Under the leadership of Major Chekov, the big bear, the combat principle of the "Zhenxiang" combat flying squadron is one word "go"!

The only good thing Chen Xiaoer can learn from being exposed to everything all day long is this.

It’s really hard for him, who has a bachelor’s degree in economics.

Several people looked at each other, and I am afraid that the ninjas in the dark place would have a similar reaction.

"Chen Fei joined the combat squadron of the 633rd Air Service Base, and I took over the combat command of Sirte Defense Co., Ltd. Andrew, Masuya, Stewart and Caroline arrived at the 631st Air Service Base, ready to take action at any time, integrating air and ground. Get rid of the opponent directly."

Now that the hunting team has been exposed, and it is still difficult to tell whether it is true or false, it is in a state of crashing and destroying the ship. Miyoshi Gakusen no longer wants to play tricks with the targets on the hunting list.

What's more, the Gallic army's action against White Truffle Town has completely alarmed the "Water Bear" organization, so they have to cut through the mess as quickly as possible and eliminate a few more of the people on the list before the latter fully reacts. The key members have made it difficult for this mysterious organization that has been dormant for a long time to organize a counterattack.

"I have no objection, but...can you provide some more spell formations?"

Chen Fei raised his hand and told him that it would be fine to lead the flying team, but he just wanted to see if he could get some money out of him.

Most of the magic arrays he has are useless, tasteless and a pity to discard. Only when combined can they exert some effect, but they are also quite limited.

"impossible!"

Miyoshi Xuesen refused without hesitation.

The Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee is not a sovereign power. Although it is supported by many sovereign powers, it is also monitored by them. How can something as sensitive as the magic circle be overthrown by Tai Ah casually?

Sovereignty dares to be given, but the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee definitely does not have the courage to touch the high-voltage line or go beyond the threshold.

"All right!"

Chen Fei, who failed in the test, said no more.

Twelve hours later, the hunting team was sent directly to the 633 Air Service Base in the west of the Europa continent by the survey ship sent by the Gallic Sovereignty. It was not sent until they landed. The air service base had become devastated and had just been beaten by 631. , can it not be miserable!

Fortunately, the surveyor didn't pick a runway and could take off and land vertically, as long as it was flat ground. Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing just to see that the main runway was full of large and small craters and that most of it had been abandoned.

Seeing the hunting team landing, the executive manager of the 633 Air Service Base jogged forward with a gauze bun still oozing with blood on his head, staggering towards them. On the way, he tripped over his feet and fell several times. Still ignoring the "reinforcements" coming from the top sponsors of all military contractors.

Theoretical reinforcements.

If it were not for the 631 Air Service Base and the Mental Hygiene Knights Co., Ltd., the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee would not send such a force to the game personally. After all, being both a player and a referee can easily be tabooed.

Before the executive manager of the 633 Air Service Base could get closer, he was run over from his heel to the back of his head by a four-wheel electric vehicle that arrived first, crushing him directly and causing him more injuries. This time it was really serious. not coming.

"Welcome, welcome, I am the general manager of Sirte Defense Co., Ltd., Bethman Habbs, welcome everyone!"

The driver who caused the accident kept smiling and rubbing his hands in front of everyone in the hunting team. He had no intention of looking back at the unlucky manager.

Damn capitalists!