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"So..." Jiuyue raised his head from the telescope: "Do you think it's the leader of the group?"

"There is no second explanation." Lin Luo said: "This may also be the last reminder he left for us."

"Okay, then it makes sense that the group leader has lost contact during this period and Ayu has become an administrator."

Lin Luo didn't respond with a word, but just kept looking up at the sky in silence, with a serious expression on his face.

But the two of them have known each other for so many years, and Jiuyue knows what this guy is thinking without using a third eye.

Her steps were as light as a butterfly, her red skirt swirled under her feet like a blooming rose, and she came close to Lin Luo like a spring breeze. She put her hands gently on Lin Luo's shoulders and leaned her face against Lin Luo's ear. On the side, there was a delicate fragrance of flowers in his breath: "Is our Brother Lin Zi feeling stressed?"

"Before returning from Lao Hou, I discussed with him the possibility of forming a special force. The changes in Rutland this time have a great impact on the overall situation. You are right what you said before. We really need to take advantage of These opportunities to gain more attention are beneficial to Lao Hou."

Lin Luo answered some irrelevant questions, and was just talking to Jiuyue about what he had just done: "The witches in the witch forest can also get a new job. I have considered that their abilities may not be suitable for attacking cities like mobilizing soldiers. , but in terms of logistical assistance, they are not weak."

But it's rare that September didn't pick up on Lin Luo's words, nor did he speak harshly about Lin Luo's current strange situation.

She just tightened her arms slightly, and repeated in a low voice: "Do you feel any pressure?"

There was another silence, like a mountain climber who has been climbing for a long time, but when he raised his head, he found that he was still too far away from the top of the mountain.

"There is a little bit." Lin Luo crossed his arms, "In the current situation, I think it can be understood that the seal of pirated players has become a little weaker.

"That said, his next attack could be coming soon, he's a player and he understands how fast players can grow.

"In other words, he's moving, and we should be moving too."

"So?" Jiuyue said these two words with a smile, finding an opportunity for Lin Luo to continue talking.

"This time, I plan to complete the exploration of the holy temples under the Witch Forest. I have previously determined that the properties of these holy temples are secret arts, which means that although the strength inside is not high, it will be very difficult to deal with. It’s time-consuming—Similarly, if the Holy Temple can be conquered, then the witchcraft that the Mystical Holy Temple can bring will also be of the type with great potential.”

Lin Luo said his plan, and then let out a long breath.

Whether hesitating or wavering, Lin Luo couldn't completely get rid of these emotions, and the Black Forest incident happened not long ago.

If Lin Luo had walked into the Holy Temple, everything in Rutland City would have been destroyed.

If you want to say that you are afraid, then of course there will be.

So he needs someone to help him make up his mind and not let himself hesitate.

But here, who can do this?

Blisk can't, Hou Dao can't, Zhou Yu can't either...

"Then go." Jiuyue's tone didn't have that kind of softness, and it didn't have the usual weird feeling that might trick you at any time. She just said these words in a very flat voice, But it seems like penetrating strokes, difficult to blur and even more difficult to rewrite.

"The same trick can only work once. Since you have won the first chance for the group of friends, then the second chance should be grasped by them personally."

She weighed her feet and rested her chin on the top of Lin Luo's head. The opening and closing of her teeth caused by every word was like a small hammer blow, which was printed in Lin Luo's mind:

"I know that there are differences between every gaming system, and that's inevitable.

"I also understand that according to your personality, you will not regard this gap as an advantage, but as a heavy responsibility, because you will feel that you have an obligation to protect those who you think the system has upper limits. group of friends."

Lin Luo shook his head subconsciously, but Yue Yue did not change his posture, and even suppressed Lin Luo's movements with a little force:

"However, what we think about is not just standing behind you, in your shadow.

"What we want is to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, not to be held in your hands and drag you down.

"Growth requires a price, and this price... Lin Luo, it is enough for you to pay this price once for us."

Jiuyue's arms moved up slightly, and she hugged Lin Luo directly from behind: "Lin Luo, maybe it's appropriate for you to choose to let go once."

"Then if, they..."

Before Lin Luo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiuyue: "They will find their own way, and there are me and Zhou Yu."

Once again, silence appeared on the astrological platform. Lin Luo's body moved and he raised his head to look at the waning moon in the sky.

He stretched out his right hand, and pressed his fingertips on Jiuyue's smooth and jade-like arm, feeling the subtle rhythmic warmth staining his fingertips.

That is the rhythm of the beating heart, which can be felt from the arms, the back, and the top of the head, as if the whole body is surrounded by this warm rhythm.

And that is the heartbeat of September.

"Did you synthesize some hypnotic organic compounds in your body and come here specifically to do this to me?"

"Wow! Lin Zi, you really don't understand style! I'm a confidant big sister with the heart of betraying my appearance!"

"The so-called betrayal of color, do you mean that when you kiss someone, you go straight up and gnaw off half of their face?"

click-

After a crisp sound, Lin Luo shook his head and found that he couldn't take off the new hat on his head for the time being.

But he just smiled, playing with the thorn-enchanted maid's headgear that he had just taken off just now:

"However, September, thank you for being by my side."

"..."

September suddenly let go, she jumped off Lin Luo's body, and pulled Lin Luo with both hands to make him face her.

Then, the zerg queen said very seriously, word by word: "I'm shy, so let me kiss you."

"I don't want to change my face just yet... Wait, wait! Don't come here!"

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Chapter 336 When to stop playing 4K2!

"The last time I returned to Londinium to report on my duties, the smell of gunpowder smoke here was not so strong as to be so pungent."

"Then you should wait a few more years, and then you will find that Londinium has become a battlefield."

The horn's stride paused, but soon returned to normal, keeping up with the person in front of him: "General, if the members of the parliament listen to your words, they will call you crazy again. "

"Having a general in charge of a unit with only about forty people is already driving people crazy." The man waved his hand, his face full of indifference: "Of course, I'm not saying that the level of the Stormtroopers is not high, in fact , All the members of Storm Commando are very powerful, even I feel that they are buried talents under my hands."

Regarding the factional struggles in Londinium, as a party in a certain sense, the horn is well aware of how superb the nobles are in intrigue. The parliament, the royal family, the army... these struggles in the shadows have never been Stopped, and is still penetrating downwards.

To be honest, two different departments can work against each other every day, let alone different mountains among the nobles.

"Scamanders, do you believe that one day in the future, an army of alien races will break through the walls of this city of thousands from the front, and plant their flags in the streets and alleys of Londinium?"

The general's sudden words made the horn tremble. She originally wanted to subconsciously refute this unrealistic point of view, but then she thought of the ancient organization that was gradually awakening.

"I think it's possible."

"That's why I say that the Stormtroopers are all talents." The general walked to the door of his office and opened it with a key: "If it was from other troops, I would still have to hear them praise Lentinium The walls are strong and the guns are strong, and the garrisons are valiant."

The horn blinked, and at this moment she suddenly realized one thing, that is, the possibility that her boss thought seemed to be different from the direction she thought.

But since the results are consistent, let’s not go into details.

After walking into the office, the first thing you can see are the documents piled up on the table and the huge map that surrounds the entire office.

The positioning of the Stormtroopers makes it destined to be a team specialized in special operations, and they are independent of intelligence mechanisms other than the Royal Victorian Intelligence Bureau, and they can also help the Stormtroopers complete their tasks to the greatest extent.

After all, in terms of their duties, the Stormtroopers are not only responsible for counter-espionage, internal suppression, etc., but also deal with those strange and intractable diseases. If they still rely on the Royal Intelligence Bureau, it will not be effective.

"This time I called you back to Londinium. On the one hand, it was a procedural debriefing, and on the other hand, there was another problem."

After the general took off his hat, he threw it aside casually, revealing the messy hair underneath: "Well, to be precise, there are two problems.

"The content of these questions is very strange, it is very suitable for conversation in a bar, and the drunkard's mouth is a lie, but we are dealing with real problems."

The content referred to by this statement is very clear, and the horn does not need to think much to understand why it calls back to itself.

The disasters that broke out in Caraton and Birmingham County have gradually brought World Tree into people's sight. No matter how fearful those great nobles are about this ancient organization, they must admit that facing this kind of situation that is beyond common sense As far as the problem is concerned, only this mysterious organization can handle it.

If the nobles still had to consider some political issues during the Birmingham County period, then when they waited until the Hill County period, they understood that politics should not be considered in the face of such disasters.

Faced with live ammunition, these people can still boast of being elegant in mediating with the other party's leaders to obtain benefits that they think are very suitable.

But in front of existences like the Wither and the Guardians of Gaia, wealth and power are all extremely fragile things.

"What happened? When? Where?"

The bugle who had entered the state asked quickly, and the words seemed a little dry.

The general was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect the horn's reaction to be so great, especially when he raised his head to look at the horn, he found that the opponent's face was faintly sweating.

If in this case, if the general said that I was joking, then even the horn might have to do it.

But I don’t know if this can be considered lucky. Everything the general said is true.

"It's all in Londinium, spread across midtown and downtown."

The general pulled out several reports from the documents on the desk, and handed them to the horn after confirming the content: "It is difficult to confirm the time of the first occurrence, but according to the analysis, it should appear at the same time as Yuetong. As for the last time It happened this morning and it's clear it's going to continue."

The horn took over the document, opened it solemnly, and quickly read the content inside, while the general beside him also explained in conjunction with the content of the report:

"First of all, the first phenomenon is that some weird creatures began to appear frequently in the city-I don't want to take the existence of zombie skeletons seriously, but from the witness reports, it is indeed the existence of undead like zombies.

"It's just that I don't know who can retain such a large body after death."

Relevant photos are included in the file. From the pictures recorded above, it is not difficult to see that the target is a burly humanoid about three meters tall. The skin on its body presents a gray-green color that is close to corruption, but it still has The unrealistic exercise intensity and the explosively proliferated deformed muscles made it look like a giant like an armored car.

"This is not the first zombie, this is the fifth zombie we have encountered during this period, and what is disturbing is that we found that their strength is constantly getting stronger. When the first zombie appeared, two The patrolmen were able to deal with it, but when the fifth one appeared, an elite team of guards was already needed to hunt it down.

"Furthermore, it would be fine if it were just zombies, but there are other monsters that appear along with the zombies - for example, if you turn to page 12, you can see the four-legged green monster recorded above, which can squeeze out of the body. It produces some small individuals similar to it, which can produce explosions equivalent to the size of grenades, and it itself also has such explosive capabilities, and is more powerful than small individuals."

The general rubbed his temples and recalled the scene after the explosion: "The four-legged monster also exploded when it died. We didn't know about it when we killed it for the first time, and this eventually led to It wiped out half the street and took one of our vanguard squads with it."

In fact, when I opened the file for the first time, the horn had already determined the real bodies of these monsters. After all, no matter how much the appearance of the zombies changed, they were still too similar to those monsters I had encountered in the past, but the four-legged monster was quite different. It's just the first time I see you.

According to past experience, when these existences suddenly appear in large numbers in a city, it must be that someone is cooking up some plan behind the scenes, or some deadly natural disaster is emerging.

But the horn is still thinking, if this is the case, is there a chance to solve these problems by itself before the situation develops.

After all, she has solved some similar problems during this period, and she has also summed up some experience. The opponent is very destructive, but it takes time to develop, and before the development, these problems are not enough to be called a disaster .

But when the horn opened the second document, she felt that it seemed a little unrealistic to rely on herself alone in this matter.

"Time...stop?"

"Physicists are still debating what the relevant principle is, and quite a few of them believe that this is not a stop in time, but before we can determine the principle, we need a name that can be used to describe it."

As the general spoke, he turned on the projector in the office. Under the slightly dim projection light, a picture recorded by the personal monitor was displayed.

"Huh... Its scope has become larger, and its duration has also become longer. This is not a good sign."

"This is the third experiment. I will use a flamethrower to spray the target area as required. I hope the pictures recorded next will be useful."

On the screen is the No.1 perspective of the operator. Amid the sound of heavy breathing, the horn saw him stop in front of a street that seemed to have no problem. After laying the flamethrower on the ground, he lay down on the ground. Put your weight on the injector and pull the trigger.

The ignited oil is like a fire dragon running forward, and the horrific high temperature brought by the raging flames almost sprays the room through the screen. This kind of military flamethrower was originally born to capture bunkers and clean trenches. Its power has long been It has been recognized in large and small battles.

According to the standard, its tongue of flame is enough to devour all objects within 20 meters in front, burning them all to ashes.

However, the images recorded by the monitor were completely inconsistent with this expectation.

The horn's eyes widened, and unbelievable emotions appeared on her face uncontrollably, because the picture in front of her was too shocking.

The tongue of flame stopped, and stopped at a position about five meters away from the operator.

But it didn't look like it had hit an invisible wall, the flames didn't spread due to the splashing of oil, and judging from the actions of the operator, it could be seen that the heat wave and airflow didn't rush back.

In the picture, those flames seem to have passed through a certain boundary, and then freeze in the air.

And this kind of freeze-frame is completely inconsistent with the first reaction. It is not the kind of freeze-frame like a video pause, but more like being erased by some kind of existence.

When the operator stops spraying, he is able to see the small cross-section of the flame in front of him.

It just disappeared, leaving behind a plane.

"How is this going?"

Before the general could speak, the operator in the video had already started the next step.

"Now, I'm going to put my hand into this space."

The extremely obvious deep breathing also shows the nervousness of the operator. If the video can also record his inner voice, perhaps the horn can hear the unreliable thoughts in the other party's mind.

Afterwards, the operator stretched out his palm wearing protective gloves, closed his five fingers together and made a fist, stretched forward, and crossed the plane where the flame had previously been framed.

Judging from the screen, there is still nothing unusual, except for the increasingly rapid breathing of the operator.

"Next, I will open my palm."

The operator's voice recorded the actions he made, but in the screen, the operator was still clenching his fist.

"It doesn't work either, and then I'll keep my palms open and draw my arms back."