If it's the latter, then Duanmu Chun probably won't even need him to deal with it; he'll have already taken care of himself.
Fang Rong naturally hoped for the latter, so he wouldn't have to be enemies with Duanmu Chun. After all, he and Fang Hua were related by blood, and according to seniority, Fang Hua was his uncle, making the family tree quite messy.
The heavy door slowly closed, and Fang Rong was completely relieved. He took out more than a dozen bullets from his spatial storage and used his special ability to send them to the sonar transmitter, sticking them tightly to it. All the bullets had a duration of five minutes.
Five minutes is neither a long nor a short time, and Fang Rong dared not waste a single minute. She eavesdropped by the door and only pressed the unlock button when she found no movement outside.
This door is difficult to open from the outside, but it's much easier from the inside. Pressing an automatic switch makes the door make a sound and it shakes slowly.
The guards outside were startled and raised their guns, watching the gate warily.
boom!
The door was kicked open, and before the two men could even fire, two knives were shot out from inside and knocked to their feet. Fang Rong rushed over and knocked one of them unconscious with a chop to the neck.
"The spaceship will explode in one minute. Do you want to die with me or take your buddies and get out of here?" Fang Rong turned to stare at the remaining person.
The man hesitated for a moment, then picked up his companion, whom Fang Rong had thrown over, and left, shouting "Enemy attack!" into his walkie-talkie as he walked.
Fang Rong ignored him, aimed the laser cannon at the display screen at the door and shattered it with a bang, blocking all the mechanisms and keyholes inside, preventing anyone from entering.
"I've completed my mission here and am now on my way to the spacecraft control room." He was going to the spacecraft control room to contact the aircraft carrier and share his thoughts with everyone, including his experiences over the past period.
By this time, the military region should have received news of the enemy attack, and others should have taken action.
Fang Rong strode forward, and with each step, a surveillance camera that was aimed at him would shift to another location, making it impossible to see his whereabouts. This would definitely put pressure on others; the unknown is always the most terrifying.
He had just turned a corner when he suddenly froze.
A group of people in military uniforms stood in the corridor, lined up neatly and orderly, with the squad leader standing opposite them with his hands behind his back.
"You all heard the enemy attack in the center of the spaceship, right?"
"We heard you," the soldiers replied in unison.
"Team 1532, listen up! Report to your superiors immediately if you spot any unidentified persons!"
"yes."
Fang Rong, the unknown person, felt a little guilty and tried to back away, but accidentally kicked the trash can in the corner. The lid of the trash can fell off with a loud bang.
"What's that sound?" The squad leader looked around.
"Reporting to the captain, I don't know," someone stepped forward and replied.
The squad leader's face hardened. "Zhang Zhen, Sun Nannan, you two will each lead a team to search both ends. Don't move if you see any unidentified people. You can only move if I say it's okay, understand?"
"Understood." So the two groups left in opposite directions, one of them brushing past Fang Rong, but they acted as if they hadn't noticed him at all.
Fang Rong loosened his grip on the Mo Dao, forgetting that he had just activated his invisibility mode, which was why no one could see him.
However, that team was so close to him, they practically brushed past each other, so it was impossible that they couldn't sense his presence. Why?
And today's operation went too smoothly, as if someone had secretly made a move and gone with the flow.
Fang Rong was still worried, but he didn't have much time left and didn't have much time to think about it.
"Never mind, as long as the goal is achieved." Even if someone really goes along with it, there are only two reasons: either they want to wipe them out in one fell swoop, or they want to help them.
It's unrealistic to catch them all in one fell swoop. They include Bazaar, Li Wenyang, and Fang Hua. If we fight tooth and nail, we probably won't be able to convict any of them.
Two of them have powerful backers, and one is incredibly arrogant. What's the point of worrying about them? You should be more concerned about StarCraft.
Fang Rong continued forward, and just as he had expected, someone was secretly helping him along the way. The journey was surprisingly smooth, and he didn't encounter a single person.
That makes sense. People are all made of flesh and blood. Perhaps there are also those in the military region who do not approve of this action. After all, it is quite brutal. It is equivalent to killing someone and not even sparing their wife and children, and dragging those innocent females and cubs into it as well.
This forced tens of thousands of people to leave their homes, and some with weak immune systems contracted various terminal illnesses and suffered from growth deformities.
The poison is really poisonous.
Fang Rong covered her earphones and listened carefully to the sounds inside. She couldn't tell which side had started fighting; the breathing was loud, and they seemed to be struggling.
Although he didn't speak, you could tell from his voice that it was Baza. Baza had never played with a mecha before, so it was a bit of a stretch to ask him to use it.
However, the mechs have an automatic enemy data analysis mode, and everyone had agreed on a strategy beforehand. Since the Little Snake King is a reptile and can only be on the ground, as long as it flies in the sky, it will be fine.
However, the mech's energy is limited. If it keeps flying in the air and using large-scale attacks that consume energy, it probably won't last long.
Baza was taking a huge risk. Although he had the Little Snake King as his backer, the Little Snake King's personality was unpredictable, and it was uncertain whether he considered him one of his own. The Little Snake King was very wary of him. In Baza's eyes, the Little Snake King had never liked him and only used him as a tool.
He was used to wreak havoc without any worries, and later his prestige in the forest was used to gain everyone's trust. Finally, he marched south with his sword, and his career went very smoothly.
Baza harbored resentment, subconsciously feeling that he had harmed everyone, so he constantly opposed the Little Snake King. After so many days, he should have grown impatient.
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