Chapter 117 Illiterate but knows the art of war
A familiar cabin environment appeared on the big screen in the courtroom.
Wang Jixuan, who was in front of the projection screen, immediately discovered that this background was very similar to the cabin background that appeared when Aunt Dragonfly communicated with the maned bear...
Probably the same model?
At this moment, the plane is flying, and Aunt Dragonfly's car is still hiding in the desert.
A beautiful figure appeared on the screen, wearing a mask, a burgundy evening dress, and a woman with flaming red lips, holding a glass of red wine, sitting elegantly in front of the camera, with a slight sneer on her red lips.
Her lips kept opening and closing as if she was saying something, and combined with the sneer and cold eyes, it made people shudder.
that is……
"No sound?"
Zhou Zhengde asked the technician in the corner.
The technician quickly shouted: "You can hear us over there! Team Zhou! I just counterattacked their invasion and damaged their equipment. I will repair it for them right away..."
The woman who kept talking was startled for a moment, then turned to say something to the side, who seemed to be making technical adjustments as well.
The laughter of some elderly people rang out in the court.
The four people in the dock looked embarrassed.
In the temporary supply station, the black instructor also laughed and cursed in Wang Jixuan's ear:
"A bunch of trash! Still want to rule the world? You can't even understand cyberattacks! Hahaha!"
Wang Daochang smiled and said nothing.
Finally, normal conversation came from the projection screen.
The woman in evening dress and mask said with a cold voice:
"It's really hard work for you all to come together and judge us psychics and researchers without permission.
"My name is Mo Feng and you have just shown my photos, but what you are talking about about the Spiritual Control Society and the Tribunal are simply childish and ridiculous. They are like third-rate comics bought at a street stall, full of conspiracy theories and your own conjectures.
, can’t you open your eyes and see the world?
"I come from... the Dark Dawn terrorist organization and have nothing to do with the Psychic City. The next revenge that my team and I will inflict on you has no political intention. It's just that you don't like it."
"be opposed to!"
Zhou Zhengde raised his hand decisively and asked in his deep and powerful voice:
"Dark Dawn does not exist on our registration list!"
Mo Feng immediately said: "This is a new organization and we haven't had time to register yet."
"Objection! You just want to excuse the Spiritual Control Society and prevent us from retaliating against the actual controller of the Spiritual Control Society, because there is no agency to register various terrorist organizations!"
Zhou Zhengde clicked his tongue:
"Moreover, terrorists would not call themselves a terrorist organization, just like you would not call yourself a garbage perverted murderer.
"What is the program of your Dark Dawn organization? What is your purpose? What are your demands? If the terrorist attack is purely for revenge, then what is it that makes you have to retaliate? Please tell me!"
Mo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you the psychic of the mouth?"
Zhou Zhengde shouted loudly: "So you are not a terrorist organization at all! Or, in other words, the Spiritual Control Society is the largest terrorist organization in the Fortress Era! You are parasitic in the spiritual city and try to rule all mankind through violence and panic! In
Launch psychic attacks in all war zones!"
Mo Feng raised his hand to support his forehead, turned around and asked the person outside the screen: "What should I do now? I can't speak to this guy."
A man's sigh came from outside the screen: "Just follow our organization's plan, and don't talk to me."
"It's very painful for me to communicate with ordinary humans like this."
Mo Feng complained:
"I can crush him like an ant, but still have to talk to him as an equal? ​​This is the most ridiculous thing in the world! He should kneel in front of me and lick my high heels, preferably just
Wear a pair of fitness pants to show off his sexy abs."
"It's live broadcast, they are live broadcast around the world, Captain Mo Feng!"
"What's going on? They'll come and catch me if they can."
Mo Feng clicked his tongue, turned to look at the camera, and said slowly:
"Zhou Zhengde, how about we play a game?"
Zhou Zhengde said quickly: "First of all, I cannot represent any camp! Secondly, I am personally opposed to turning serious affairs into entertainment! And... you are not sexy at all, your waist-to-hip ratio is very stretched, and your neck is
My skin is also very loose.”
"Enough!"
Mo Feng's voice suddenly became sharp:
"Don't think that because your grandpa is Fu Jian, I won't dare to kill you!"
There was a sigh from the side, and he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Mo Feng: "Show this, just show this. This is simply a negotiation disaster."
Mo Feng pursed his lips, turned the paper over, and pointed it at the camera.
The technician in the corner of the courtroom immediately flipped the screen horizontally so that everyone could read it normally.
[This is a preview:
Within 24 hours, I will drop an ice meteorite with a diameter of thirty meters from the sky above Fortress 82, and the impact point will be the surface camp of Fortress 82. This is our Dark Dawn organization’s punishment for your wanton killing of psykers. We are determined
Protect all rights of every lesser psyker and quasi-psyker.
Friendly reminder: Only by dispatching large-scale special mechas exclusive to half-human mechas can we have a chance to break this meteorite.】
Put the paper away.
Mo Feng sneered: "How is it? Isn't it interesting? Zhou Zhengde, you are the cause of all this. If you dare to slander me, I must let you know..."
call out!
The screen instantly turned black, but the sound of conversation could still be heard. Mo Feng was talking to two men and a woman.
Mo Feng: "Why did you turn off the communication!"
"Captain, this is so embarrassing! Why would you threaten an ordinary human being?"
"He said I'm not sexy at all! Aren't my legs long? Aren't my breasts big enough? I transferred half a pound of fat from my butt to my breasts! That's why my butt is a bit slumped!"
"This is not the point! Captain! We are going to use this newly formed organization to declare war on D5, not on a small captain named Zhou Zhengde! Then if they want to give in later, they will strip Zhou Zhengde down to his pants and send them to you.
, do you have to forgive them?"
"Hmm... It's not impossible. He's very handsome, isn't he? I just don't know about his staying power."
"Uh, our microphone is not turned off...it's being controlled by the other party! It's broken! Captain! Stop talking, Captain! Shut up! Unplug this thing!"
The creaking noise echoed throughout the court martial.
A group of people had black lines hanging on their foreheads. Zhou Zhengde couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead. There was only despair in the eyes of Hamanaka Nagi and the four others.
The judge was still well-informed and calmly knocked on the wood:
"Due to emergencies, the court is temporarily adjourned."
…
"Haha! Hahahaha!"
Instructor Black was about to laugh but stopped laughing, and finally laughed out loud.
Wang Jixuan's forehead is covered with black lines.
"Sir, why are you laughing? They're knocking on your door!"
"Laugh at these people for being stupid! Hahahahaha!"
Instructor Hei almost caused Wang Jixuan internal injuries with a slap, and kept complaining:
"These psychics are more uneducated than the last, hahaha! They have been training for physical parameters and various indicators since they were young, and few of them will take cultural classes seriously!
"This Mo Feng is quite cool even when she doesn't speak, but her illiterate nature is exposed as soon as she opens her mouth! Hahahaha!
"Do you know why she took out that piece of paper? Because she might not be able to read, hahahaha!"
Wang Jixuan muttered for a few times and looked at Mudan: "Tell him your venomous tongue to calm down Uncle Hei."
"Okay sir."
Peony pursed her lips and smiled softly, then spoke elegantly:
"Instructor Black, you can still laugh. We are being bullied and suppressed by these illiterate people, so much so that she killed more than 5,000 people, and the D5 war zone cannot directly catch her and put her on trial."
Lao Hei's laughter stopped abruptly.
He rubbed his brows with a dark face and muttered:
"You are right, the next step is the key, we have to find a way to kill Mo Feng.
"Let's get rid of this guy who is known to be ranked 36th in S-class overall strength. This is also a big blow to the psychic city."
Wang Jixuan asked: "Does this organization like Dark Dawn really not exist?"
"It's just a poor excuse that leaves room for political maneuvering."
The black instructor said seriously:
"They are denying it now because they are afraid that our commander-in-chief will attack Liu Lao.
"Actually, unless we have to, we don't want to throw away this dog chain. Using nuclear bombs to tie those six old bastards will allow us to maintain the last trace of influence on the psychic city.
"I told you before, they secretly built a huge cement cover to surround the residence of the six elders to reduce our deterrence against the psychic city.
"Get ready to fight...Do we need to dig more underground?"
Wang Jixuan said: "No, you are busy with business, don't worry too much about me."
"Well," the black instructor said, "these guys predicting meteorite attacks should be more than that simple. They may attack east and west, or they may launch attacks on other fortresses randomly. This Mo Feng must be killed. Her ability is too threatening to ordinary people.
Big."
Wang Jixuan asked: "Mo Feng, are these names directly related to their abilities?"
"Usually there is."
"Then why is she called Mo Feng?"
"These information are still missing, maybe because she has a dark heart?"
The black instructor stood up:
"I will supervise their dispatch, and if necessary, I will directly take action to protect the people and ordinary soldiers.
"You don't have to worry too much. Just keep an eye on the research and development here and keep an eye on Aunt Dragonfly's investigation team."
Wang Jixuan was about to speak but stopped.
What he actually wanted to say was that if that didn't work, Fortress No. 82 would be emptied in advance.
But according to the book he had read before, when hundreds of thousands of humans migrate together, it is very easy to attract a large-scale attack by the blade beasts.
Relatively speaking, the fortress is relatively safe.
Mudan whispered: "Sir, although the transformation of the cyborg commander is not pure, the energy stored in his body is terrifying. So, you don't have to worry about him, he is an extremely powerful warrior."
"Uncle Hei is protecting me, how can I worry about him?"
Taoist Wang sneered:
"Mudan, please continue to keep an eye on the investigation team. Don't alert them. If they interact with Mo Feng, report it to Uncle Hei immediately."
Mudan put her hands together under her cheeks and shouted softly: "As you command, sir."
"What's the point of being cute when you have nothing to do?"
Taoist priest Wang glared at her and walked back to his room.
Mudan pursed her lips, launched a small drone to scan her body data, and began to think about the plastic surgery method that Mo Feng just mentioned.
Mass determines gravity, which is a law of physics.
She secretly scanned her parents and found that they were beginning to absorb psychic energy again. She didn't dare to disturb him anymore and started to use the equipment at hand to make some simple preparations.
…
More than ten hours later, in the early morning.
Wang Jixuan was awakened from trance by the sound of dripping, and Lingtong sent several messages in succession.
[Lingtong: Leave the vicinity of Fortress No. 82 as soon as possible, Mo Feng’s psychic signal appeared. 】
[Lingtong: A piece of rain cloud. They made a small rain cloud elsewhere and condensed it into an ice ball. In a few minutes, it will be released towards Fortress No. 82, recreating the tragedy of the last expansion area C. 】
[Lingtong: We have also made preparations... I am about to enter the mecha. I must turn off the communication. Don't show off. This is not your battle. 】
Taoist Wang smiled knowingly.
She really does care about people.
What does "entering the mecha" mean? She is going to be responsible for dealing with ice meteorites?
Wang Jixuan was a little worried, and his spiritual consciousness scanned. Hei Instructor was in a meeting, and Mudan was staring at the radar interface in front of him. Various information appeared on the radar.
Wang Jixuan hurried over: "How's it going?"
"Sir, please sit down."
Mudan immediately stood up and pointed at the radar interface to explain:
"I overlapped the radars of several detection methods so that you can see them clearly at a glance.
"The psychic signals of Mo Feng and the other two psychics appeared outside the atmosphere, and we have sent space fighters to pursue them.
"Fortress No. 76 and No. 82 each have two 15-meter pseudo-terrorist mechas. Commander Lingtong, who has a crush on you, is near Fortress No. 82. She arrived two hours ago, but her signal was quickly raised.
In order to obtain the inquiry authority, she should be the driver of the pseudo-terrorist mecha here...
"Here we come! The target altitude is 12,000 meters!"
Peony's fingers tapped the air quickly, and several projection screens appeared in front of Wang Jixuan.
Wang Jixuan subconsciously looked up.
His spiritual consciousness sensed a pressure coming from the sky, which was a powerful, mottled aura.
On the projection screen in front of him, a huge ice ball fell from the sky. The diameter of this ice ball was not as large as the one that destroyed the Expansion C Area outside the 76 Fortress last time.
'Didn't you say meteorite? I thought it was earth magic.'
'Gather water vapor and condense it into ice, then cover it with a special layer of air to protect it from the heat of air friction, and then use this air to increase its mass... The technique is crude but useful.'
'How will our side respond?'
Just as Wang Jixuan was thinking about it, in the corner screen, a dazzling tail flame appeared at the missile site near Fortress No. 82.
Two rockets launched into space!
The rocket carried two slender, fifteen-meter-tall mechas with extremely smooth lines.
Wang Jixuan once saw that silver-white mecha. It was Lingtong's special mecha. It was also Lingtong's current highest combat equipment. He once killed a general-level blade alone during the offensive and defensive battle of No. 76 Fortress.
beast.
That red mecha of the same model, you can tell at a glance that the pilot is Red Snake;
——Because Red Snake pasted her photo on the mecha’s chest.
The rocket lifts off and the mecha breaks away, with butterfly tail flames.
The two mechas continued to take off.
Red Snake piloted the mecha and raised the black barrel, increased the energy of the destruction cannon beam, and hit the center of the ice ball!
Lingtong's mecha pulled out a huge laser knife from behind, accelerated with all its strength, continued to shoot high into the sky, and slashed at the cracked ice ball with the knife!
Just as all eyes were focused on the sky at the same time, three or four figures quietly emerged from the sand piles in the Sari Desert and headed towards the military camp on the surface.
"Um?"
Wang Ji's mysterious spiritual consciousness captured this strange phenomenon at the edge of his mind.
Chapter completed!