Chapter 632 Big seafood plan

   "Lieutenant Colonel Shepard, your Normandy SR2 is the fastest ship in the galaxy, so please take the lead!"

   "Yes, sir!" Shepard, with a serious face, paid a standard military salute to his old boss, then stood up and walked towards the spaceship behind him.

Because of Fisher, this little butterfly, Shepard lost a lot of opportunities to gain experience. Not long ago, Shepard drove the old Norman SR1. Fortunately, Grandpa Anderson was still thinking about his own good. Apprentice, he sent a report to the Fleet Headquarters, saying whether Shepard could be replaced with a new ship, so there are currently several SR2 Normandy-class stealth frigates in each fleet, and one of them was thrown to her. You must know the original Historically, the entire galaxy could be just one SR2, but now, although this thing is not everywhere like Chinese cabbage, it is not a rare commodity anymore.

  But Shepard was still very happy, but when she saw Anderson's new car in Palervin, who was in charge of the battlefield observer, she felt less joyful in an instant.

After leaving the earth, Shepard went straight to the castle of God, because it is located in the heart of silver, so the castle of God at this moment is still very safe, but you can still see the assembled fleets of all races, since he was beaten out by the overlord last time. After the psychological shadow, the Fortress Council simply drew six dreadnought ships over to serve as bodyguards. The Fortress commanded them not to leave the space station at one step, even if it crashed, they would have to fall into the Fortress.

In addition to the army, the second most are the refugees who fled the mainland and arrived at the fort and the wealthy who already had houses in the fort. These populations flooded into the fort, making the space station present a deformed prosperity. Many public security issues.

However, the security forces of the God Fort are not eating dry food. They treat all public security issues equally. They all strike out. Any bazooka and heavy machine gun are trivial matters. The security forces directly drove the patrol boat over the residential area, and the bright artillery was placed in the crowd. In front of you, if you can't solve the problem, you can solve the people who created the problem.

In the tower of the Fortress of God, Shepard expressed the current strategic situation of the Star Alliance to the parliament. At the same time, he also explained that everyone should adopt an active defensive strategy to avoid consumption with the Reaper fleet. Assemble, and then flip the plate with one blow.

  Because the Star Alliance homeland is still safe, Shepard, who completed the delivery mission, did not return to Earth. Instead, he accepted an entrustment from the Turian Senator to find the imperial head of state who is currently commanding operations on the Turian home planet but whose whereabouts are unknown.

Although I am not very interested in this kind of errand mission, I still have to get a high mission subsidy, especially the new Normandy, although faster and stronger, but also more expensive, although the spacecraft is maintained by Star Alliance, but Shepard had to pay for the gas, so Shepard happily went there, and since then began her journey to gain reputation among the three clans.

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And at the same time that Shepard arrived at the Fort of God, Fisher also arrived at the Fort of God. Of course, he did not come to the largest discotheque in the galaxy to see Ashali dancing, nor was he a pilgrimage to the Fort of God. The goal is a scientific expedition team that has just been established in the Star Alliance. The goal of this team is neither the Reaper nor the Procian, but the Leviathan.

  Yes, it is the culprit who tossed out the Reapers, those huge ancient life forms.

In fact, the legend of Leviathan has been circulated in the universe a long time ago, but everyone did not take it seriously, because no one had seen what Leviathan looked like, and after the outbreak of the war, more and more The evidence showed that Leviathans were real, and even they had a certain relationship with the Reapers, so Star Alliance immediately mobilized a group of personnel and resources to form a team.

  As a reaper expert in the eyes of Admiral Hackett, Fisher naturally received Hackett's request. In his opinion, Fisher can do more with less than this job.

So Fisher, wearing a big n7 sportswear, took the spacecraft alone and came to the fortress. In fact, it was not that he did not want to bring a few more people, but that he was not at ease with Leviathan's education. You use psychic power to scold the opponent across the sea of ​​stars, but your subordinates may not be able to handle it. To be on the safe side, it is better to be alone.

The person who came to greet Fisher was the head of the expedition team, a middle-aged man who looked bitter and hated. He looked like he hadn't slept for more than ten days. Two huge dark circles and a dirty uniform, let him see. It's like the street slips everywhere in the castle of God.

"Professor Fisher? Welcome, I'm Garrett Bryson, the leader of the Aurora Working Group! Admiral Hackett said that you are the current Star Alliance Reaper expert. It's great. Now We need experts like you!"

   "Uh, I don't need the title of professor, I just know a little!" Fisher followed behind the other party and walked into the working group's resident.

It can be seen that this working group is very efficient. Except for the small sofa in the corner of the lobby on the first floor, the rest of the space is full of various experimental equipment, planing table or computer server, and there is the fastest delivery on the planing table. The corpse of the corpse puppet that came over was still warm.

  After pouring a cup of hot tea for Fisher, Bryson began to talk about his current work progress, and at this time, Fisher felt a sense of peeping watching him.

  "Already noticed me?" Looking at a sphere of unknown material sealed in a container in a corner of the laboratory, Fisher coughed, and then knowingly asked Brother Bryson to introduce him.

   "Ah, this, we think this is some kind of Leviathan artifact..."

  Just as Bryson spoke, he saw the assistant who was supposed to sort out the report walking into the room with a pistol.

   "Boom!"

  Looking at the metal projectile stagnating in the air, Bryson sat down on the ground.

Seeing that the assassination failed, the assistant turned his gun to Fisher, who was holding his trouser pockets on the side. When he tried to pull the trigger, he found that the gun in his hand had become a pile of synthetic garbage huddled together. And he himself felt as if he had a pair of invisible hands, strangling his throat, and slowly lifting him up.

  "Darkness must not be broken!"

  The assistant opened his mouth slightly, but what he said was not a begging for mercy, but a cold warning.

  If this voice is matched with the rolling eyes because of breathing difficulties, then maybe a few custards can be scared, but the next sentence of Fisher made Leviathan who was hiding behind broke the defense.

   "Yeah, isn't this Leviathan? I haven't seen it for tens of millions of years. Why is it so hip?"

  (End of this chapter)