Aparisha grinned and walked out of the shadow with Adjutant Nelson and other blood-stained knights, like a hell demon born from a huge shadow beast, taking steps to avenge the world. Aparisha's robe was stained with crimson blood, and the edges of the fire-proof fabric became heavier at this moment. Except for Aparisha and Nelson, the other knights remained silent, and the power armor was dyed black by the dry blood. "I'm very interested in staining his shiny power armor. You can't stop me, you know. Although he has excellent combat skills and the imperial guard halberd given by the emperor, I will still try it."

"Wait!" Adjutant Nelson said suddenly, "new combat orders."

“Malcolm?”

"Yes, the spy arranged by the Regent played a role," said Adjutant Nelson. "Information shows that the Atilan clan is organizing troops to counterattack, which is definitely not an unsized army we have encountered before. The command has launched the Delta-C plan, and the second battle group is shrinking its defense line and strengthening its strength. We can now start ordering the first battle group to arrange a killing field."

Upon hearing this, Aparicha opened the chain of command in his helmet. The existence of this thing made him feel like an obstacle to combat. Although he was very impatient, he still watched the changes in military deployment in the Delta-C plan. The heavy freight elevator from the 70th floor to the 146th floor is still under the control of the second battle group, but from the 146th floor to the 189th floor, the clan residential area, the light industrial area, the generator set and the commercial area, and the most important royal residential area, Malcolm chose to shrink the defense line.

According to the original plan, the 20 assault teams divided into Aparicha's first battle group will capture the above targets in the shortest time. But now, Malcolm decided to abandon the clan residential area, clan light industrial area and royal area residential area, and lay the killing field between the clan light industrial area and the generator set, the reason was that the above locations would take a lot of time to fight indoors - this statement is quite ironic because they are now fighting indoors, and Malcolm means Attilan's "indoor" - the killing field selected by the command will be the only way for the clan coalition. Even if no one knows how the news came about, it is certain that the plan has obtained the emperor's permission.

All genetically modified soldiers have seen the emperor's battlefield planning ability, which can be used to use a superstitious statement that they will be severely scolded or even be whipped, that is fate. The emperor's battlefield planning ability is almost predictable, and the combat orders can even be specific to each genetically modified soldier, even an idiot who can only pull the trigger, can win as long as he obeys the order. Although the emperor has never exercised such power again after the genetically modified soldier becomes an established system, every genetically modified soldier still believes in the emperor's undefeated myth.

"I obey discipline." Aparicha said viciously, "Anyway, there is something to kill, isn't it?"

"I'll bet with two explosive bombs," said Adjutant Nelson in a slutty voice. "We can definitely get support from the fire support and armored forces."

She was like a pitch-black snake, once squirming in the pipe.

She only has one number as her name, which is the only thing in the world that belongs to her, and is the only thing that can be satisfied besides becoming the Emperor's Secret Blade. The number is the anchor that keeps her self in the changes and disguise, and is the command to understand and remember tasks. She is the Emperor's Secret Blade. She hunts officials who embezzle and bribe and try to surrender to the enemy, hunts informants from the enemy intelligence department and burns the entire underground intelligence network. No one has ever caught her because she can be anyone. She is WD-15, once a woman, a few hours ago, a man a day ago.

She is not an information research expert for Atilan civilian clans.

"The Genetic Council requires us to evacuate as soon as possible, Sophie!" An alien who looks almost the same as a human is hurried past her. "Come and help me move things, we can't lose these samples! This is the sample brought back by the Locked Dog from the front line, which will help us understand the enemy."

"What about these devices?" Sophie asked hurriedly. Her ability is very interesting, which is to promote cell proliferation. Although she does not have direct combat ability, she entered the clan gene laboratory with her knowledge and ability. "These precious devices cannot be left behind just like this!"

"Don't worry about those equipment. The previous experimental data has been uploaded to the royal server. Now I can only pray that these treasures will not be destroyed after driving the invaders away. Those earthlings somehow discovered our existence. We should have persuaded the Black Bat King to attack the earth. Those barbarians... But it doesn't matter. The clan finally reached a cooperation. All the aliens with combat power set out to fight against the invaders. The war will end soon."

The man turned his back to her and put rows of cell culture dishes into his suitcase. "Now these samples are the most precious things, the only way we can understand those who genetically modify the Earthlings. Hurry up, the royal security forces are waiting for us, we must obtain data from these samples, and the Black Bat King needs them." He paused suddenly, and seemed to dare not look at his researcher. "Forgive me, I shouldn't be so impatient, Sophie. The downtown residential area (the technician residential area near the generator set) has fallen, and the frontline intelligence claims there are no survivors there. I know what this means, but don't worry too much, your mother will not be in trouble, I don't believe that the invaders have time to break into every room and kill everyone."

"I hope so too." Sophie said as she put her hand on the middle-aged man's shoulder, her movements were very gentle. The latter smiled on her face full of cold sweat. As she thought, there was a different atmosphere between the two shy gene scholars. Even though this was a behavior explicitly prohibited by the Genetics Congress, for civilian clans with diverse abilities and no stable mutant characteristics, the eugenics ban on genetics Congress is not so strict. The infinite potential of diverse mutants is the foundation of the civilian clan. They can apply to the royal family, and under normal circumstances, the royal family will never refuse such a request.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But then the popped wrist blade broke the man's fantasy, and the sharp blade penetrated straight into the man's cervical spine, accurately cutting off the cartilage, nerves and blood vessels, cutting off the man's voice and control of the body. Sophie carefully held his shoulders and gently put him on the ground. In the man's gradually blurred vision, he saw Sophie's appearance deformed like plasticine, and finally transformed into a look that was no different from him. "Your identity is also precious." She stared at the man's gradually losing consciousness, "There is no Sophie in this laboratory. Only you, Mr. Quanfang."

The Imperial Guards stopped in front of the Throne Zone. This was the assembly point of the first battle group's one-fifth assault team, and the assembly point of the second battle group's one-half of the armored forces. Walking forward one kilometer of corridors and freight elevators, you can see the giant dome that goes straight into the void and the small shield protecting the dome. This team of only twenty-five people and the emperor is the fastest-progressing of all commandos. Unless encountering alien wizards on the way, the emperor will not take action. Every battle between alien wizards performing witchcraft will end with the emperor slaughtering all mutants with his own strength, without any exception. Even Aura could only put his finger on the trigger guard of the heavy hot melt gun, waiting for the next explosion-proof airtight door to appear with a sad face, pouring the flames used to burn the wizard on metal and concrete.

The information feedback from the chain of command shows that only the two assault squads led by Aparicha had a record second only to the Imperial Guards. It was a assault squad with professional anti-psychic training. It was remembered by the emperor for its cruelty, extreme violence and absolute obedience. Aparicha had received commendation from the emperor more than once, and its honor was second only to the Malcolm Legion Commander who planned and advised many battles with the Imperial Guards.

They need to stop for a while and wait for the prey to arrive.
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