Chapter 1201
The chunky major general quietly watched the back of Sigre Palma, and no one would bother him without opening his eyes when the young man in front of him was thinking.
While meditating, he drank the amber wine in one gulp, and Siglie closed his eyes, his little finger trembling at a very high frequency.
This is the expression of his brain thinking rapidly.
More than ten seconds later, Siglie Palma opened his eyes and glanced slightly back at the chunky major general.
"Forget it, this is not our goal. With Shuangming attracting attention, the next movement will be less."
Shaking his head, Siglie Palma turned his attention back to the most important thing in front of him.
"How far has the dragon hunting plan progressed?"
"It's already reached the stage of closing the cage. This time there is a lot of movement, and the high-level... rebound will not be small."
Hearing the major general's report, Siglie smiled softly, "What is a high-level? An old-fashioned queen who represents the divine right of the king? Or those hereditary nobles who do not want to make progress?"
"Or those members of the House of Commons who think they can control everything?"
Every time I asked a question, the chill in the air became colder, and the major general lowered his head respectfully.
This is why he is so respectful to the young man in front of him...
In the eyes of ordinary people, the military ranks and official positions are high and high, but in his mouth, they are just a matter of convenience that can be arranged at will.
Moxi Baishan, since the establishment of the capital star, has represented an eternal power.
The history of the Palma family is longer than the history of the Federation...
During this long period of time, no one knew how many officials and aristocrats in the two houses were loyal to Moxi Baishan.
"Major General Bai Cang, remember, we have already clearly printed traditional labels on our bodies, so don't try to put a label on a new force, it will only confuse other people's thinking."
"You just need to remember that no matter the new forces that forge various identities... will never be ours, so they will always be enemies."
If this sentence spreads out, it will definitely cause an uproar in the upper echelons of the entire Federation.
However, in the secret conversation at the moment, the short and fat Major General Bai Cang nodded in agreement.
"Collect what can be gathered, and the remaining ones that can be transformed through time can show appropriate kindness, and those who have firm beliefs, we must also firmly attack. The cake is so big, and there are many people who eat it, and our share must be will be small."
Siglie put the wine glass on the tray floating beside him, turned around and smiled, "Major General Bai Cang, you said... If someone wants to starve you to death, what will you do?"
"I will kill him." The chunky major general raised his head and said expressionlessly.
"Very well, I thought so too."
Siglie Palma applauded methodically.
"The subordinate understands, Young Master Sigre, the subordinate will resign."
After seeing the young man nodding his chin, Major General Bai Cang turned around and strode away.
Then tonight, we will see the result.
Siglie Palma looked at the back of Bai Cang, and said with a smile to himself:
"Steam S, wandering on the edge of power, without you, the shackles on me can finally be loosened."
"Otherwise, there are some things that are really handicapped."
Siglie turned his head sideways and thought for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he walked towards the side door freely.
Goodbye, S-team.
You will see a new Commonwealth, and the world will be a better place without you.
...
This time, the Flying Dragon finally landed from the sky and stopped at the bottom of a hidden canyon, which was one of the secret stops of the military.
However, at this moment, there was no one in the Flying Dragon.
Falcon, Wizard, Tank, Tyrannosaurus...
None of these people were there.
The Flying Dragon was surrounded by soldiers, and there were more than a hundred small spaceships above the canyon, which used polybeam rays to firmly pull the battleship from all angles.
All the energy generated by the hull is neutralized by the traction of these locust-like spaceships.
Those soldiers were fully armed, and there were more than fifty A-level space full-fire mechas standing in the soldier phalanx. The weapon cover of the missile compartment had been lifted, which showed that these mechas were not used for display, but Real live ammunition armed.
The most weird thing is that no matter the mechs, spaceships, or soldiers on the ground, all the muzzles, muzzles, and missiles are aimed at the inconspicuous corridor behind the base.
That's a two-way oneness in and out.
Six hours ago, all members of the Flying Dragon entered through this passage.
However, until now, those people have not come out.
...
Snapped!
A whip was drawn directly on the back of the stubbled man.
The man was hung from the roof by a hard alloy steel chain, and his back was already covered in blood.
The torn clothes and skin and muscles have long been mixed together, and it is impossible to tell them apart.
But the most shocking thing is the shining general star on his shoulder.
This is a federal...major general!
In the military base of the federal capital Xing, a real major general was given such a punishment!
"Falcon, to be honest, I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation."
"The guy you looked down upon in the past is slapping you hard now. Does it mean that your heart hurts more than your body?"
A man in sunglasses wearing a pure black leather jacket shook the whip made of steel thorns in his hand, grinned, and then yanked his right hand again.
There was a snap, and there was a sound of metal flicking in the air.
The afterimage flashed across the side of the man being hung.
Instantly brought out a blur of flesh and blood.
"Hahaha, cool."
The major general who was hanging was the captain of the Flying Dragon and also the captain of Team S - Falcon!
There was no expression of unbearable pain on his face, but only a kind of joy.
Falcon wasn't smoking a cigar at the moment, wasn't wearing that signature black trench coat, and wasn't holding his own heavy shotgun.
But that soaring arrogance was not diminished by half because of the tragic appearance.
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood, casually spat at the other party, then raised his eyebrows and whistled:
"Girls, beat me to death if you can."
"If I can't die, I will definitely let you watch your eggs being smashed into pieces."
Snapped!
With another lash of the whip, one could even see the steel thorns skimming over the muscles, revealing the ghastly white bones.
The man in black leather and sunglasses moved his neck, threw the whip away casually, looked at the inhuman major general in front of him, did not get angry at all, but smiled and said: "What I have always admired is your stubbornness."
"But don't worry, there is nothing for you to recruit today. I just want to vent. Someone will help me give Major General Falcon a warm bath."
Immediately, two soldiers walked up to Falcon with two buckets of choking pepper water and splashed the water on it.
The blood vessels on Falcon's body burst suddenly at this moment, his body twisted heavily, and a deep beast roar came out of his throat.
"Hahaha, aren't you very enthusiastic!?"
The man in black leather and sunglasses laughed wildly. He grabbed Falcon's hair and forced his head back.
"Do you still want to go out? But it's a pity that you can't go out. Both you and your Flying Dragon will become...history."
Falcon looked at the other party's arrogance with icy eyes, and hooked the corner of his mouth, "Is this a big move by a certain big man behind the scenes..."
"The answer is correct, but there is no reward."
"Then why didn't you kill me?"
The man in black leather chuckled, put his mouth close to the other's ear, and said lightly:
"Because the messenger hasn't come yet."
Falcon's eyes suddenly widened, bloodshot all over his eyeballs!