"Tighten it?"

In front of the air-raid shelter, Silgarva looked at the two sturdy men on the ground. They were struggling. Both of them were already injured, as if they didn't feel any pain.

"It's necessary. Didn't you see that it is a steel rope?" Caldera asked back: "They are super fighters?"

Sylgava squatted down to look at them, and to their blue and hollow eyes, Sylgava said, "Nine to ten!"

"Then get it away!" Caldera said as he was about to pick up one of them.

Siljava said: "No hurry, General Ten thousand people will be here in half an hour, leave it to them, we have other tasks."

"That's the best!" Caldera said, "However, I don't think these two people are of much use. They just have a little fighting power and can't beat me! Erha slapped the other one and rushed up. Bitten and flew again. They wanted to commit suicide, but I stopped it. Fortunately, I am fast, otherwise we will go up and chase Johnson."

"This time the mobility is the best!" Silgarva said.

"What about Erha?"

The Erha over there looked at Sylgava with so much spirituality.

"It's the second!" Siljava said.

Erha happily circled in place.

"Hey, it's almost the same!" Caldera didn't care that Silgarva had no credit for it.

Silgarva ignored him and looked around to see if he hadn't survived yet.

It's impossible to have a live mouth, and they can't pretend to have Erha here.

Nothing of value was found in the air-raid shelter, and Silgarva was a little disappointed.

"Should you go to the city to destroy Johnson's power in the hotel?"

Caldera didn't seem to be enjoyable enough, he was still thinking about Johnson's people in the city.

"No, it is important to leave him a little strength, otherwise he will have no capital to fight Alan!"

"Unit Billy will send more people." Caldera said.

Silgarva said: "Thinking too much, it's impossible. Billy is not Allen's boss, too stupid. I can't even see this. I keep sending people to Allen."

"Isn't that better?" Caldera said, "Today his people are better than a hundred people, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's just a mercenary. The strength is average, and it's just a human head!" Silgava said: "Those corpses will be thrown here. The beasts in the mountains will be dealt with."

"Best, I don't bother to move these corpses!"

More than half an hour later, more than a dozen people suddenly appeared around. The two sides revealed their identities before confessing the matter. They were all people of Chinese ancestry, and they were both old and young. If you didn’t look at it seriously, you wouldn’t be able to see how strong these people are. Silgarva didn't dare to underestimate them. From their eyes, they could see that they were firm in conviction, and they were all trained and experienced in combat.

These people are not simple, perhaps only General Wan can lead them.

Siljava called Zhang Feng after handing the two over to them, and briefly explained, especially about the arrest of two super fighters.

"Oh, that's not bad, you were able to catch alive, how did you do it?" Zhang Feng expressed a very surprised and inconceivable tone.

Silgava took the opportunity to say: "This is all the credit of Caldera and Erha, I can't catch them."

"Praise, praise..."

Zhang Feng said.

Caldera was expressionless over there, but he was actually very happy, and Erha was spinning around in place.

This is a manifestation of its happiness.

Zhang Feng continued: "Do you still need any support?"

"No need, no, with General Wan coming, we are much more relaxed. After this mission, it will take several days before we can fight!" Silgarva said.

"Let's do it, you find a place to rest!"

"Yes!"

After the call, Silgava said to a serious Caldera: "Why, the boss is not happy after the praise?"

"Hey, do you see that I am upset?" Caldera said coldly.

"Then why didn't you smile?"

"Does it mean that you are not happy if you don't smile?" Caldera said very philosophically: "Does it mean that you are happy if you smile?"

Silgarva was speechless.

...

At that time, in an office far away on the other side of the earth, Mr. Billy, Zhang Feng's old friend, had just answered the phone.

He was very angry, raging.

"boom……"

With the sound of a huge power beating on the table, Billy roared: "Trash, trash, all trash, isn't it terrible? Didn't it mean the Marine Corps? The super soldier was sent to not only solve the enemy but was defeated by the competition. What a waste!!"

Billy had no other vocabulary other than scolding waste, and these two words were enough to describe his mood at the moment.

There were still two people standing in the office, both of whom were afraid to bow their heads and dare not speak.

"Speak, why don't you talk?" Billy said angrily.

One of them plucked up the courage and said, "Sir, they were attacked by competitors. In fact, Johnson has always been on guard."

"Always guarded? Is it because the enemy is too strong? Or is it that you are waste?" Billy was furious.

Billy, who became an official, has a much bigger temper than before. He loses his temper at all. In addition to losing his temper, he just goes to his boss to explain the problem and then needs support. This is a technical job. Learned.

Now he was trying to explain to his boss how to explain.

He was so angry because he hadn't thought of it yet. Before, he made a ticket to his boss, which is equivalent to making a military order. Now he has failed.

Could it be that his dream ends here?

Billy was unwilling, he still wanted to give it a try, suddenly a person flashed in his mind, that was the appearance of a Chinese.

For this person, Billy hates, loves, and fears, and he doesn't even know how to explain such a responsible psychology.

Can't tell anyone that this is his biggest secret.

"Yes, sir, you know Johnson's strength."

"That means the enemy is very strong!" Billy's tone eased.

He is thinking about the problem.

"Yes, sir!" said his subordinates: "sir, Johnson is still alive now, and he has figured out the enemy's situation, and the enemy has a great loss, as long as we..."

"As long as we do?" Billy looked at him.

Facing the chief officer who seemed to eat his own eyes, his men lowered their heads and said: "As long as we send strong people, we will definitely be able to destroy the enemy."

"Haha, destroy the enemy, do you know how many people there are and how many forces are staring at it?" Billy asked.

The subordinate said: "There are many."

"Yes, there are many, so are we going to send an army or more? There is air support and so on."

"No... I mean..." The subordinates didn't know how to go on.

This isn't a war, and sending so many troops there would be a big deal.

Billy said: "Johnson is not dead yet, he should have a lot of people!"

"Yes, sir, there are still half of the staff!" the subordinate said.

"Well, you guys are waiting here!" Billy stood up: "Remember, don't tell anyone about this beforehand."

"Yes!"

Billy is out.