"Where are your companions? Don't they need to be together?" The thrush pointed at the two people, Meihu and Xia Shan, who came in from the entrance and leaned against the wall at random. They had to say, these two strangers Yan's beautiful combination is still quite eye-catching, attracting most people's attention as soon as they come in.

"It's okay, we will leave soon and won't stay with you all the time. After all, this is a cooperative investigation, not joining." Dialect waved his hand and explained.

"I understand." The thrush nodded, and without asking too much, he took the initiative to walk forward, and said: "If this is the case, then follow along. I will let you see our funeral club."

"Good." Dialect followed behind with a smile.

...

"Pray, who is that man?"

"It just happened to happen, the purpose is unknown, but it should not be a ghq person."

"Should it?" Ya sighed, his eyes stopped on the blood-red infusion bag, which was full of blood donations that had just been taken out of the girl's body, and his life was short enough to rely on this thing to sustain.

"It's great that you can survive," Ya muttered to himself.

"Yeah, but the mission failed. I'm sorry." Qi said in a low voice, but her voice was still slightly ethereal. It was a symbol of not knowing what emotions should be added to it.

"It's okay... Although I want to say that, if you don't get that thing, the next plan can't be implemented." Ya showed a wry smile and sighed: "In the worst case, we can't even get the next wave of assistance. Fortunately, this guy who just arrived brought us clues."

Ji Qi listened silently, not knowing what to reply.

"Pray, do me a favor." Ya said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Qi raised his head.

"Watch that man for me." A cold light flashed in Ya's eyes.

"--I see." Qi Qi nodded and stood up.

Ji Qi's answer was 05 seconds slower than usual, and Ya who noticed this did not say much. He just lowered his head silently, no one knew what he was thinking, not even he himself.

Just when Ji Qi was about to open the door and think about a wave of silence, there was a sudden knock on the door. The iron door was banged.

"The big thing is bad, Ya!"

"Don't panic, what happened?" Ya replied in a calm voice.

"Yes! Last night, Baifu took all the people in the area as hostages, saying let us surrender. Our plan yesterday seemed to be exposed. And it touched the bottom line of those guys."

"Let everyone go to the war hall and wait for me, I'll be there soon." Ya said flatly with a wink gaze.

"Yes, I get it!" The visitor hurriedly left.

"Ya, I'll pass first." Hearing the reporter leave. Ji Qi turned around and looked at Ya, then opened the door and walked out first.

"Well, go." Ya nodded slightly.

At the same time, the wireless headsets in the ears of everyone in the funeral club base sounded announcements.

"Wang Qi, something happened, do you want to follow along?" After hearing the instructions, the thrush raised his head and said to the other party.

"Such an interesting thing, please take me." Dialect smiled.

"You guy..." A little cold sweat ran down her forehead. Soon she puffed up her cheeks again and said, "Speaking of which, what about my Fneiro, how is it?"

"You close your eyes." The dialect smiled mysteriously.

"What? The net is in a hurry now. If you are still going to play me, I will make you suffer." The thrush showed a wary look.

"Don't you want Puneru anymore?" The dialect asked in surprise.

"...Okay." The thrush gritted her teeth and gently closed her eyes. In order to obtain information that could no longer be obtained by other means, she had to obey the instructions of the person in front of her.

"Thrush is really a lovely child."

Staring at that pretty face. The long eyelashes were still flicking mischievously, obviously squinting. Dialect couldn't help shook his head, and sighed with some gentle expression. Then he took out the mechanized automatic beetle, Vneru, who was put into the backpack by himself from the backpack, and was completely depressed.

"Fneiro?!" Thrush, who didn't close his eyelashes at all, glared at the sudden appearance stupidly.

"I'm not very good at mechanics. Whether I can continue to use it depends on you." The dialect handed Vneru to the opponent.

 

"Probably it's okay." Looking at the hole in Vneru's head, Thrush also gave a wry smile.

...

"Just leave the hostages alone."

In the war room, the quarter meter that fully understood the situation did not hesitate.

"If we don't care about the hostages, our existence is meaningless?!" Everyone in the funeral society glared at him in surprise.

"It is true. If we surrender, wouldn't everything we did before will be equally meaningless? Even if we go to rescue, the risk is quite large. With the current gap in combat effectiveness, we may be completely wiped out." The quarter meter was calm. The analysis retorted.

"Then we are going to die, do you mean that?"

"Yes, I just want to die without saving." The quarter meter nodded slightly.

"You guy!" The guy glared, but couldn't refute it.

At this moment, a sound suddenly rang outside the door.

"Here is the end!"

"Look at what Ya said first."

"Also..."

Ya, who had just arrived at the scene, saw this situation, walked to the center, and said without hesitation: "Everyone, calm down a little bit. I already understand the current situation. This battle... we give up!"

"Eh..." Everyone's eyes widened.

"But if we don't save them, isn't our existence meaningless?"

Ya sighed helplessly, and explained: "It is true, but with our current combat capabilities, there is no chance of winning if we want to save people under the premise that the'white suit' is fully armed and ambush. No matter how I calculate it, we are there. All of the people in the country will lose at least more than 85%. As a leader, I must be responsible for these lives. Although we are a revolutionary army, it is true that the revolutionary army needs to be relieved. There is no point in sending death. ."

Hearing what Ya said, the members of the funeral club also knew that the matter had almost come to an end. The chiefs took pictures of the chopping board. Naturally, no one could continue to refute, and the quarter meter, who was the second military division, also responded to this. This view agrees.

the other side. The dialect who arrived a little later saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a subtle expression that he knew. The prayer to obtain the void genome in the original work was unexpectedly used by Sakura Manji and showed the power of armed void genes. , Coupled with Major General Shang Yang's Void Kaleidoscope that can rebound attacks, here Ya should be able to shoot without hesitation. And put the funeral society on the stage.

But the emergence of the supreme game player has changed the plot to a great extent, and now even the Void Genome has been lost.

If the power of the Void Genome is lost, the funeral society will probably only become a second-rate underground organization, affecting the uprising.

"Now our highest priority goal. It should be to inspect the whereabouts of the lost Void Genome. Without that power, the funeral society's ambition cannot be implemented, and it can only be hidden behind the shady." Ya also knows this very well. The matter is being explained with subordinates.

"I know."

"If the chief says so, it can only be so, right?"

"No way."

"Hey, why are you laughing so weirdly?" The thrush beside the dialect couldn't help but elbow the other person and asked in a low voice.

"That's because I think there is something wrong with Ya's judgment." Dialect glanced at the other party. Flatly said.

"Problem?" Thrush showed a confused look. As the leader of the funeral society, Ya's wisdom from the beginning to the present can be said to be among the people she knows. They are firmly in the forefront, but the guy in front of him actually questioned the guy of that level.

"Wait, Ya!"

Just when the thrush wanted to turn his head and continue to inquire, the dialect had already walked towards Ya's dialect, and his moving posture appeared slightly conspicuous among the countless standing human figures.

"What's the matter?" Ya turned his head.

"Go out." The dialect whispered.

"I have made it clear just now that the funeral society abandons this mission." Ya frowned slightly. There was a little anger on his face, and at the same time he still didn't understand the other party's thoughts. He didn't think that this savvy guy in front of him would do something stupid like challenging his authority.

"If you don't participate, all the people there will die. Even so? Those white clothes, whether children or women, will be killed mercilessly." The dialect wrote lightly.

"Do you mean to let the members of the funeral society sacrifice to die?" Ya said with a sneer.

"No, as long as there is a countermeasure to eliminate them.

Right? "The dialect raised his head and glanced at the other party, and said lightly.

"Destroy them? Of course you can, but even in that way, we still need to pay a huge price!" Ya brows lightly raised, his expression slightly dissatisfied.

Ya seemed cold and ruthless, but in fact, he was also a fellow who valued his companions. This kind of cold outside and hot inside also made those insiders more love.

"Now the Void Genome falls on the'international mercenary'. As a mercenary, he must have his reason here, that is, the mission. If we don’t participate in this operation, we will probably miss it again. Opportunities or clues to regain the Void Genome. At the same time, the funeral society will be looked down upon by others, and its status will also decline. At that time, it is more difficult to get assistance from foreign aid forces? I believe you. Better than I am, Ya." Looking at the slightly unpleasant expression, the dialect smiled instead and continued to persuade.

"What's more, I still have a way to minimize the cost of this battle. I have the trump card in my hand."

"Oh? Tell me about your plan." Ya Wei frowned, he was suddenly interested, and some wanted to see what kind of strength the man in front of him had.

On the other hand, the reason why the dialect is so obsessed with this action is not entirely due to the above reasons. More importantly, it is to complete one's own task and bring oneself closer to the inherited power in the task goal. To be precise, this is It is a process of establishing power and being trusted by members of the funeral society, and the completion of Xia Shan's mission also requires this process.

If you don't participate in this operation, plus the loss of the Void Genome, no one can think of a specific answer to the funeral society. The dialect must stabilize the situation, even at some price.

"Okay." The dialect raised his eyebrows slightly, turned back to the members of the funeral club who had gathered, and continued: "I know that everyone present may still have doubts or dissatisfaction with the newcomer, so this battle It is up to me and my companions to be pioneers."

"Wait, I don't know what plan you have, but I'm the pioneer..." Ayase raised her brows and showed a look of dissatisfaction. Just now, the other party's ridicule in front of her made her feel unhappy.

"Of course, Ayase, you also have a heavy responsibility. I have investigated each of you before coming. I will be responsible for maximizing your strength. The trump card of the ghq security maintenance force, Lieutenant Dali Luyang will rely on you. "The dialect stared condescendingly at the girl sitting in the wheelchair and said flatly.

"Really?" Ayase's mouth twitched, her voice suppressed her anger, and she sneered privately. She didn't believe that everyone could strategize in the same way, accurate to within milliseconds.

"Well, so let's go." The dialect smiled.

"Eh?"

"what?"

"What did that guy just say?"

"set off?!"

"What about a good plan?"

"Do you really want us to die?" The feeling of being tricked made everyone's faces full of moving irritation.

The dialect ignored those guys, just gave Ya a vague look, and walked outside with his hand shaking, and said as he walked: "Ya, you lost the Void Genome, but you got something stronger than the Void Genome. I will do it for you. Find something that can offset the kaleidoscope, trust me..."

Kaleidoscope? How could that guy know... Ya's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the figure leaving the combat hall, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Huo Ran opened it and said loudly: "All members of the funeral society listen to the order, we want to Annihilate the Special Virus Disaster Management Bureau and rescue the residents of the enemy fortresses. The battle begins! Fight as much as you like!"

"Oh--!"

"Are you going to start again?!"

"We only have one leader..."

"Besides..." Ya said in a tone ~lightnovelpub.net~ and continued: "Wang Qi, if you need help in this battle, you must do your best to help."

"I know."

"To understanding!"

Although the expression is unwilling, but the guys in the funeral club are not stupid people who have played with the family. They know the importance of cooperation and strategy in real gun combat better than anyone else.

After Ya gave the remaining instructions, the members of the funeral society were separated. Although the funeral society is not yet on the stage, it already has its own internal system, and its combat effectiveness is approaching first-class.

"Ya, you would actually choose to believe in the uncertain factors and choose to gamble. It's really not like you." On the other hand, the quarter meter cast a question towards Ya, but compared to doubt, that frivolous tone is more like a sarcasm . (To be continued)

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