The Rockets of the Spirits Start

Fengyuan Continent, Shuijing City.

In a warehouse near a residential area.

Lance, with blue-green hair, stood at the door, while Lambda, with purple hair, stood opposite him with a suitcase.

Looking at Lambda who was ready, Lance had a confident chuckle on his face, opened the shutters of the warehouse, and said in a low voice:

"You have memorized your identity information. I will lead someone to launch an attack at 10 o'clock tonight. It is up to you whether you can sneak into the police station smoothly."

When Lambda heard Lance's words, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes. He slowly walked out of the warehouse door with the cross-packing box in his hand, and said in a flat tone:

"Yakumo Jing, Shui Jing City Police Station, the distant nephew of Deputy Chief Taki Inoue, who lost his hometown to travel five years ago due to a tragic loss in the league competition. He is a quasi-king of water."

"Don't worry, I don't know how many times I've played a guy of this strength."

When Lance heard Lambda's confident answer, the smile on his face suddenly became brighter, he stepped forward and patted his shoulder, smiled and said:

"We brought a total of 500 people, of which 200 brought toothfish and were arranged by me to go to various cities to hide, and the remaining 300 people will participate in tonight's action."

From Lance again, Lambda heard the number of members on the mission, and seemed to be thinking of something. With a slightly lonely expression on his face, he turned around leisurely and asked Lance softly:

"When will the follow-up personnel of our main force come over, and how about Apollo, do you need help?"

Hearing Lambda's question, the fighting intent that had just risen in Lance's eyes faded instantly, he turned to walk in front of him, and said solemnly:

"Recently, the search force of the Hoenn Alliance has suddenly become very large for some reason. According to the information from the real bird, it should be the Dragon King Genji who is leading the team to hunt down the Ocean Team with all their strength."

"According to the current situation, it is difficult for the follow-up personnel to arrive at the scheduled time, and the fastest will have to wait until around the fifth of next month."

"The current situation in the Guandu area is also very complicated. The whereabouts of Yulongdu and Juzi can't be determined. Sheba confronted Apollo in the light red city. Islands."

After listening to Lance's remarks, Lambda suddenly showed a sad look on her casual face, as if she was worried about the situation in the Kanto area.

Seeing the sad look on Lambda's face, Lance knew that this guy's old problem had committed again, and hurriedly stopped him from this time-wasting behavior, patted his shoulder vigorously, and said with a serious face:

"This operation can only succeed, never fail. You should hurry up and prepare now."

When Lance patted his shoulder like this, the melancholy look on Lambda's face disappeared.

He didn't respond to Lance either. He picked up the box and walked out of the warehouse, leaving the street quickly.

Standing at the door of the empty warehouse, Lance looked at Lambda's leaving back, his eyes gradually became cold, and the surging fighting spirit reappeared. While turning around and pulling down the shutter, he secretly thought:

"As long as Lambda can successfully infiltrate the Shuijing City Police Station, the Rocket Team's first black market in the Hoenn Continent can be successfully established. As long as the nail is pierced deep enough, the branch base will soon be organized. Covering the entire Hoenn."

"However, is it a strategy of cannibalization, or is it directly swallowing the black market in the entire region."

"In the end, we still have to wait for the order from the head office, Mr. Banmu."

Passing through the empty warehouse and entering the lounge, Lance stood on the iron bed and opened the trap.

With a clattering sound from the ground, the entire iron bed slowly fell as the chains contracted, and entered the warehouse underground like an elevator.

Returning to Team Rocket's temporary base in Shuijing City, standing on the platform of the lifting iron bed, Lance looked at the elites who were ready to go. With a satisfied smile on his face, he raised his head and said seriously:

"Today will be the first game of our Rockets in the Hoenn area. All the elites must show the style of the Rockets in their actions, so that all the people in the Hoenn area will know the Rockets thoroughly!"

After hearing Lance's words, the Rockets elites who were densely standing in the temporary base exuded a cold-blooded and chilling aura, and their eyes became fierce. exclaimed:

"For glory!"

"Long live!"

Feeling the warm response from the Rockets' elites, Lance, who had a calm face, immediately suppressed his excitement, walked down the elevator platform quickly, and began to arrange for everyone to return to the ground warehouse in batches.

On the other hand, Lambda, who has been disguised in the public toilet, is also full of youthful breath, walking on the streets of Shuijing City.

Dark brown hair, navy blue shirt bottoming, combat sportswear that can completely stretch out the body, a super-large travel space backpack, and special running shoes sold in the official mall of the Peking Union. The battle belt around his waist is covered with six red and white Poké Balls.

Lambda, who was walking on the main road at this time, was a pure alliance trainer.

As for the civilian trainers who passed by Lambda, almost seeing his attire and the moment he walked in style, they understood that this was the pure-bred lineage of the Alliance, and they all took a detour and left the place. .

It seems that he realized that his disguise was too perfect. He walked to Lambda near the commercial street, and quickly got into the toilet of a restaurant, took out the change box, and reincarnated according to the identity of Jing Yakumo's travel trainer. makeup.

A warehouse underground in a residential area.

Lance, among the Rockets' elites, all took the elevator platform to return to the ground. After filling the warehouse to hide his breath~www.readwn.com~, he sat on the iron bed in the lounge, closed the elevator, and thought silently in his heart:

"In this cruel world, only Mr. Banmu can lead Team Rocket to break through the cage blocked by the family and give all civilians a fair chance."

"The glory of changing the world is the glory of the Rockets."

Just as Lance, who was sitting in the lounge, deeply admired Banmu, the elite Rockets who gathered in the big warehouse and were ready to go were also secretly thinking about the benefits that they could obtain in this operation.

Everyone is an adult. Brainwashing may be useful at the beginning, but for this group of Rockets elites who lick their blood, interests are the eternal thing.

After all, when the Rockets change the world, it's fine to have them follow behind and shout slogans, but if the cadres above are just painting big cakes and not being realistic, then you can't blame them for only thinking about themselves.

None of the members of Team Rocket who came from civilians could be promoted to the elites were idiots. Even a few brainwashed idiots would have already died in various major operations.

In the lounge, Lance, who had recovered his thoughts from the worship board, saw that the time displayed on his watch reached 9:30 in the evening, so he immediately stood up and walked out of the room.

He walked quickly to the gate of the warehouse, opened the shutter, and looked at the quiet Rockets elites. The seriousness and brutality in his eyes blended with each other, and his eyes swept over the captain of the elite team in turn.

After pushing everyone's aura to the highest point, Lance's unforgiving body erupted with fierce fighting intent, and said loudly to everyone:

"Everyone, start moving!"