Chapter 225 It’s Snowing
Song Feng led an elite team to invade the battlefield behind enemy lines. Following the clues left by the mysterious man 'Xiao Lin Hua', they found their way to the enemy's temporary armory.
Then he took out the mysterious powder given by the research institute.
It is said to be the latest research product, which can corrode these weapons into powder in minutes.
"Hurry, spread it out, pick up the important ones and spread them out."
"yes!"
A team of tall men skillfully spread the powder, and the lavender powder gradually became transparent and disappeared.
Everyone was confused, and one of the tall, dark men spoke up, "Captain, it seems nothing has changed?"
After saying that, he reached out to touch it.
Song Feng picked up the spear beside him and pushed his arm away. The moment the spear tip touched the energy cannon, the indestructible behemoth instantly turned into dust.
The spear tip that touched it also disappeared.
"hiss……"
There were gasps, and everyone's eyes were filled with amazement. The man who had just reached out was terrified. "This thing is so terrifying! If there were more of them, we could just scatter them wherever we saw them. Wouldn't this battle be over in minutes?"
Song Feng threw the spear aside and glanced at him calmly, "What are you thinking about? All the production of this medicinal powder is here."
A group of people looked regretful, "Ah, well, what a pity..."
"Alright, let's retreat."
A group of people slipped away quietly. Song Feng focused his sharp eyes, pressed his palms down, and swept his index and middle fingers to both sides.
Everyone's eyes darkened and they quickly scattered and hid.
Serin and Fasui?
When did they get together?
Song Feng frowned and quickly turned on the law enforcement recorder to record everything in front of him.
Two people stood facing each other in the distance, an invisible recorder approached quietly, and the conversation between the two people gradually came from the headphones.
"Master Fa, I heard that you kidnapped someone for experiments some time ago?"
Serin looked normal, with no trace of his past madness. He took out a cigarette box and gestured to another person one meter away.
The tall, thin, gloomy man glanced over the cigarette box and didn't take it. "Well, what's wrong?"
Serin smiled and took it back. He tilted his head, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a slow puff. "Carson said it was your suggestion to kidnap He Jing?"
"Well, what?"
Serin smiled, the cigarette in his hand gradually burning out. When the smoke dissipated, a sinister look appeared in his eyes. "Then do you know that she is my baby?"
Song Feng's team and Fa Sui: ...?
"If I remember correctly, she should be Gu Zheng's person, right?"
Fasui's eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke in a strange voice, "Didn't your kidnapping attempt fail back then? You were beaten and covered in wounds, and your spiritual sea hasn't fully recovered yet, right?"
"Ah, that's the mark my baby left on me. It's better not to repair it." Sailin said as he crushed the cigarette butt in his hand and changed the subject, "How much blood did you draw from her back then?"
"I don't remember. Twice a day?"
"Heh~" Serin sighed softly, his voice as ghostly as a ghost. "Then how long can Master Fa hold out?"
Fasui's expression changed, and he instantly pulled out the gun from his waist, "What do you mean?!"
“Literally.”
"King Carson won't allow you to do this!"
He, Serin, waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter. He has to die too."
Fasui pressed the trigger decisively, but the energy gun in his hand did not respond at all. He immediately pulled out a dagger and rushed forward.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
"you……"
"Go to sleep. Carson will be here to keep you company soon."
"Tell me, if I offer the Federation and the Zerg as a betrothal gift, will Xiao He agree?"
The boy following Song Feng was completely confused. After the man walked away, he whispered, "What does he mean by that? He wants to kill Fasui and Carson? And, he wants to steal the captain's wife?!"
Song Feng shook his head and put away the instrument. "They are not our people. Retreat first."
"What should we do, Captain Song? We haven't found the location of the agitator yet."
Song Feng glanced at the time. It was 15:48. His brows furrowed as he quickly made a decision. "It's too late. I can only intercept them halfway. I'll try to stop as many as I can."
"yes!"
The team led by Song Feng, all of whom are resistant to N97, are looking for agitators, and destroying them is their main task.
But the Zerg know better than them the importance of agitators to this war.
Therefore, the possibility of finding where they are stored is very slim, but there is still some hope if we intercept them halfway.
There were not many of them and they could only act stealthily, but they were all elites from each war zone and they managed to quietly intercept one-fifth of the agitating agents.
At 6:05 p.m. federal time, it started snowing.
Song Feng paused, staring stiffly at a wisp of vague white gauze that brushed past his cheek and merged into his spiritual sea.
"What's this?!"
"Is it from a research institute?"
"My spiritual sea... seems to have completely stabilized?!"
The crowd was amazed.
Song Feng instantly picked up the smart brain, and two seconds later, the video was connected.
“…Why is it you?”
Xiao Wu lowered his eyes in silence, his voice unclear, and Song Feng suspected that there might be something wrong with his ears.
Through the small picture, he saw the almost transparent girl among the flowers.
"The war should end."
The snow came especially late this year.
It seemed that the Northwest War Zone had never seen such heavy snow.
Snow is falling all over the sky.
Without the threat of agitators, the federal army was invincible and ended the battle before the heavy snow covered the area.
Covered in silver.
The world seemed to have pressed the pause button and everything was over.
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The spiritual sea is a utopia and the Garden of Eden.
A palm-sized forest cat woke up in the boundless mountains and sea, its light blue eyes full of the innocence of a newborn.
Where is this?
who I am?
The little forest cat meowed a few times, and a group of butterflies flew over, circling around it several times, and landed on its nose and ears...
The little forest cat tried to hold it back, but couldn't help but yelled, "A-choo!"
The butterfly flew away, and she and the cat were the only ones left around.
Where is this?
The forest cat looked at the tree in front of it full of small red apples and felt a little familiar.
He reached out and picked one, opened his mouth and was about to take a bite, when some vague and confusing images flashed through his empty mind.
Hmm, I guess I can’t eat it…
Why can’t I eat it?
The forest cat frowned and thought carefully, trying to catch back the scene that had slipped away.
Why does it seem like it happened before...
After thinking for a while, I gave up decisively.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter if I can’t remember it. I’m not hungry anyway.
The little forest cat shook its head and looked around. The trees around it had just sprouted, and the sunlight was shining through the branches. Everything was full of vitality.
But how can a tree that has just sprouted bear fruit?
The eyes as bright as crystal balls blinked, and when he looked back, there was no red fruit.
Are you sleepy?
I was just dreaming
The forest cat didn't hesitate for long and started running around.
She likes it here very much.
There is a familiar atmosphere here, like being held in a warm embrace, comfortable and safe.
Every day I chase butterflies and dragonflies, use banana leaves to hide from the rain, and fall asleep holding a rabbit.
But it seems like, something is missing?
When the little forest cat picks up leaves, discovers tree holes, or finds sweet fruits, it always subconsciously wants to share them with the people around it.
But, she is the only one here?
Strange, why is this...
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