"Well, I saw it." Roddy's voice sounded from the headset and behind Alan at the same time, forming a strange sound.

Alan turned around and saw Roddy coming out of the woods behind him. He put on his armor and held an axe, biting a freshly lit cigar, spitting out a smoke ring and saying, "It seems that our Gun Demon Lord is old, otherwise why would he be so fucked? Even a big beauty of level 20 can't handle it. Hey, he's so fucking big, that breast and butt, t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t he t t t t t t t he t t t t t he t t t

"Shut up, bastard." Fording's voice sounded.

If you draw a straight line to extend westward with the place where Karin was shot as the origin, then after a distance of 1,800 meters, you will see a lonely peak. There is a natural rooftop halfway up the mountain, and Fording is sitting there. He put the sniper rifle at his feet and said to the headset: "That's right, I've missed it. But if you want to be like you, the bastard, you may have discovered it before you even fired."

The "bastard" in Fording's mouth burst into laughter. The nickname of Gun Demon is not for nothing. Even if Fording's sniping technology is not in charge in the entire federation, it is still in the top three. If even he can't shoot Karin in the head, it will naturally be even less important than Roddy.

Roddy's marksmanship is notoriously stinky.

After Karin attacked the camp, they planned the operation. Alan attracted Karin and asked Fording to snipe him. Roddy hid in this mountain stream to prevent Karin from being seriously injured and crazy, and would attack Alan frantically. This plan was not considered thorough, but people like Roddy and Fording were in charge, it was almost certain to be successful.

But unexpectedly, the whole plan was messed up in the hands of the strongest Fordine. Fordine himself looked depressed. He could see clearly the fierce battle between Alan and Karin in the forest. During their battle, Fordine made accurate estimates of Karin's height, weight, flexibility, speed and reaction ability. But just when he sent a kill shot, Fordine clearly felt that Karin's data in all aspects of her body had changed significantly in that moment.

The biggest change was that her weight suddenly changed, becoming very light, and at least two-thirds of the weight was sharply reduced. Therefore, she could slide in time and avoid the shot that Ford originally pointed at her head. Fordd had never seen any opponent who could adjust her weight at high speed, and Karin did not experience any fluctuations in source power at that time. In other words, it was not a ability, but more like a natural ability.

Also known as talent.

The talents of each race are different, but the talents of the Grey tribe have always been known for their rough skin and strong **. This is the first time Fordine knows that they can lose weight instantly. Perhaps that is only Karin’s unique talent?

Fording said in the headset: "No matter what, Allen. If you hit her next time, you have to be careful. That woman is quite weird. She can instantly reduce her weight, so I misjudged her reaction and speed, and that would make a mistake."

"I get it, Mr. Fording."

"Forget it, that woman was also seriously injured. At least she won't come back to cause trouble in a short period of time. Let's go back." Roddy carried the battle axe on her shoulder and let out a breath of smoke.

He seemed not going to ask about the relationship between Alan and Karin, which made Alan breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't want to lie, but he didn't want Roddy to know about the road to blood. Some things are destined to be unable to be told to humanity.

It was late at night.

It is like a blood gate fortress in a capital city, and there is no prosperous scene during the day, like a man who has washed away all the luster. After the passion and passion of the past, Ninghe, the years of precipitation, are left. Among the fortress, only those high-rise buildings are flashing with red warning lights, and the flashing red lights are like blinking eyes. Only the lights in the scattered buildings are still on, just like the top floor of the command building, each window exudes a bright light, attracting the attention of many nocturnal creatures.

A few pointed bat wings, all over the body without hair fell to the outer edge of the building window room. They pecked the high-strength fiberglass of the window, and naturally could not break the glass that could not even be broken by the source bullets. So the strange birds tilted their heads and made sounds from their mouths that only they could hear.

One of the strange birds looked at the hall inside. There were only a few people on the hall, monitoring the fortress and even the entire high ground. At this time, on the command bridge above the hall, there was a figure behind a metal railing. The figure had an indescribable sense of oppression. The bird just glanced at it and suddenly lost consciousness and fell down. Its two companions shouted and Zhang Yi chased after him.

Seeing that it was about to fall to the ground, the monster bird regained consciousness. It flapped its wings and flew up again, met with the other two monster birds, then left the command building and flew towards other directions in the darkness.

Lu Sen waved to the people in the hall below: "You guys go out first."

A few people looked at me, but I didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they left the hall one after another. Then Lu Sen said to the empty hall: "Connect Marshal Kaprolo's private channel for me, the access password is x3178ep."

The inorganic synthetic sound of the intelligent brain started to sound: "The sound sampling is completed, good evening, General Lu Sen. Daonan. Your permission has been confirmed, please wait."

The screen in the middle of the hall lit up, and there was obviously a progress bar. This progress bar was quickly filled with blue light. When the progress bar turned completely blue, a picture appeared on the screen. The back of the picture was a bedroom, and an oil painting was hung on the wall of the bedroom. It was a portrait of Capro. The marshal in the portrait was in his prime, and the edges on his face were as sharp as a knife, which made people feel quite painful when they saw it.

Unfortunately, he is old. Lu Sen thought.

At this time, Capro's figure crashed into the picture. He was wearing a nightgown, with the collar of the nightgown open, revealing the tangled black hair inside. The marshal was holding a glass of wine. In Rusen's memory, Capro rarely touched such a cup before going to bed. He often said that adequate sleep was the foundation of winning a war. But now, not only did he drink, but also smoke. The skin that was no longer flat and the loose corners of his eyes told Rusen again.

He is old!

"Master Capro!" Rusen stood straight, clenched his fist and hit his chest hard. This was a federal standard military salute.

Capro shrugged: "Okay, Rusen. If you meet me on a private channel, you don't have to salute you. So late, you haven't rested yet? That's not possible. You are an important pillar of the Blood Gate Fortress. Work is important, but you should also pay attention to rest, old friends."

A voice from an old friend made Lu Sen's eyes fluctuate slightly. He lowered his head slightly, blocked his gaze with the brim of the black military cap, and said, "I should say this sentence, old friend. Tobacco and alcohol will only empty your body. When did you like these things?"
Chapter completed!