"She can directly interfere with my spirit, sir." Nangong Yujun moved his almost broken arm: "How should I deal with such an enemy?"

Nangong Yujun is from an elite field army. As a soldier, he is the elite among the elite, but the current situation is beyond his ability.

Enemies that can change their appearance at will and enemies that can interfere with their spirits. What kind of enemies will appear in the future?

Nangong Yujun is not worried about his death, he is worried that he will fail.

At present, there are only two people, he and Yang Yuefan. If his failure leads to Yang Yuefan's death, the people on the entire ship will have no hope. Nangong Yujun cannot afford such a responsibility.

Moreover, he did not know Yang Yuefan, nor did he know the relevant departments. Compared with Yang Yuefan, Nangong Yujun trusted Xu Yichen more. If he had asked him to choose who would lead him to carry out the mission, his first choice would not be Yang Yuefan.

"Sir, don't we need to leave a living question?" Nangong Yujun glanced at the woman's headless body and felt a little regretful.

"No, nor is it necessary. It's the first time you've come into contact with these people, and you'll get used to it later." Yang Yuefan glanced at the corpse and took out a sealed bag from his backpack: "It's hard to obtain valuable information from these Chaos worshippers with our existing torture methods. I'll help me put the corpse in."

"What do you mean is that you often deal with such incidents?" Nangong Yujun felt it was difficult for him to accept this fact: "Then we..."

"Don't ask, I can't tell you anything else for the time being. You just need to know that our world is still safe at the moment." Yang Yuefan and Nangong Yujun put the body into a sealed bag, then took out a small bottle of potion from their arms and poured it in: "Of course, there shouldn't be much time left."

When Yang Yuefan thought of the current situation of relevant domestic departments, he became irritated. Even if the body of the Chaos Worshipper quickly melted into liquid in front of him, it did not make him a little happy.

"Take the things in the bag to the cabin B 1032, where there is a secret isolation cabin. Leave the bag there. I will abandon the cabin to outer space in the latest twenty-four hours." Yang Yuefan exchanged Nangong Yujun's personal terminal for him and planned a new route: "Be careful this time, don't be knocked out. I may not have time to save you next time."

"Sir, this thing is not contagious, right?" Nangong Yujun was used to seeing Xu Yichen dealing with chaotic creatures in the game, and Nangong Yujun had some common sense.

"It's safe now." Yang Yuefan patted the sealed bag: "I am professional in dealing with chaos issues. I know you trust Xu Yichen more, but he was only included in the assessment list by us back then."

Yang Yuefan patted the warrior on the shoulder, trying to relax him: "Don't worry, most of these Chaos worshippers are just mortals with some special power, as long as you pay attention, they are not your opponent."

After all, they may not be as exaggerated as half your mutated level.

When Nangong Yujun left, Yang Yuefan also breathed a sigh of relief. The floor and walls where the two of them had fought were covered with dents of fists and footprints. That was not something that ordinary people could do.

Nangong Yujun didn't notice what kind of power he had burst out in the previous battle. The woman he shot was not an ordinary Chaos worshipper, and I'm afraid she is not inferior to the change in person.

Yang Yuefan was very happy that Nangong Yujun still regarded himself as a mortal, not something else, and maintaining this mentality would be beneficial to him.

After loading the pistol again, Yang Yuefan opened the map and began to look for the nearest crew. He could not kill all the crew. Maybe the Russians like to use this method to end the chaos erosion incident, but the bosses of the relevant departments felt that they could do a good job, and he had to continue to maintain this boat.

To take a step back, if the relevant departments really fail this time, the earth will really enter the countdown stage. At that time, the colonial fleet will immediately resume its original mission - looking for new planets and reproduction of human civilization.

Yang Yuefan kissed his gun, and he still had twenty-seven special vibrating gold bullets. He only hoped that these bullets could solve all the problems, otherwise he would really have to consider risking Acharn's awakening and wake Xu Yichen up from hibernation.

Xu Yichen, who was worried about Yang Yuefan, sneezed again. He was taking the witch to visit the demon hunter Gu Jingwei. Compared to when he stepped down, Gu Jingwei was still lying on the hospital bed. After treatment, his huge open wound had healed, but the damage to the internal organs still needed one to two days to recover.

Xu Yichen has no prejudice against the Second Institute, and he has no opinion on the direction of strengthening the New China soldiers. The reason why he came to Gu Jingwei was entirely based on the idea that he would make some contributions before leaving.

"Hello, sir!" Gu Jingwei saluted with an upset face. His military rank was lower than Xu Yichen and he had to salute, but when he saw the other party's appearance of traveling with beauty, he was so angry that he was so angry.

Why do two people decide the outcome and the outcome of life and death on the martial arts stage? The fight is so fierce that their injuries have not healed in a blink of an eye, and the other party is so casual and wandering around? Is there any reason to be said to be fair and just?

Gu Jingwei felt that his jealousy was almost overflowing: "What's wrong with you?"

"Let's see if my defeated general can get out of bed." Xu Yichen didn't talk much, but as the political commissar, his sarcastic tongue was inherited from Huang Laoxie: "Considering your current state, I decided to give you a job in Yuannan to save you from having nothing to do."

Gu Jingwei nodded in great depression. Theoretically, although he and Xu Yichen are not affiliated with the same department, Xu Yichen has the right to call any department to cooperate with him.

"The American imperial players have been hiding in the Black Forest. Because of the Witch King, the American imperialists cannot participate in the feast in the Far South for the time being, but they will definitely collect our intelligence." Xu Yichen arranged Gu Jingwei clearly: "There is an Alex insider who can be trusted. You are an excellent soldier. Hunting them and keeping them busy during this period."

"Report to the chief, the ship I applied to return to the local area is only a week later! It may conflict with the mission time!" Gu Jingwei made his final efforts, and he also wanted to go back to the local area to check if he could participate in the Glory Soul Contest in other ways.

"Your payback period has been postponed. I have submitted your transfer application through the messenger. Don't worry." The Demon Hunter patted Gu Jingwei's shoulder comfortably: "Do it well, maybe you will have a chance next time."
Chapter completed!