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 Dragonfly was communicating 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, a woman wearing a mask, a burgundy evening dress, and flaming red lips, holding a glass of red wine and 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'll 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 echoed 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 in a cold voice:
“It’s really hard work for you all to come together and judge us psykers and researchers without permission.
"My name is Mo Feng and you have just shown my photos, but the things you mentioned about the Spiritual Control Society and the Tribunal are simply childish and ridiculous, 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 this 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 impose on you has nothing to do with it." Any political intentions are simply displeasing to you. "
"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:
“Furthermore, 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 red phoenix 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 Psychic attacks are launched in all war zones!”
Mo Feng raised his hand to hold 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. Don't talk to me."
"It is very painful for me to communicate with such ordinary human beings."
Mo Feng complained:
"I can crush him to death 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 toned pants to show off his sexy abs.”
"It's live broadcast, they are live broadcast all over 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 can't 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 The 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.
A technician in the corner of the courtroom immediately flipped the screen horizontally so that everyone could read it normally.
[This is a notice:
Within 24 hours, I will drop an ice meteorite with a diameter of thirty meters from the sky above Fortress No. 82, and the impact point will be the surface camp of Fortress No. 82. This is our Black Dawn organization's punishment for your wanton killing of psykers. We seek to protect the rights of every lesser psyker and quasi-psyker.
Friendly reminder: Only by dispatching large-scale special mechas exclusive to half-human mechas can there be 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 little slumped!"
"That's not the point! Captain! We want to use this newly formed organization to declare war on D5, not on a small team leader named Zhou Zhengde! Then if they give in later, they will strip Zhou Zhengde down to his pants and send them to you. , are you going 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 squeaking 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 hands 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 wooden door: "Due to emergencies, the court is temporarily adjourned."
…
"Haha! Hahahaha!"
Instructor Hei stopped laughing, and finally burst out laughing.
Wang Jixuan's forehead was covered with black lines.
"Uncle, why are you laughing? They're knocking on your door!"
"Laugh at these idiots! Hahahaha!"
The black instructor almost gave Wang Jixuan internal injuries with a slap, and kept complaining: "These psychics are more uneducated than the last, hahaha! They have been training for various physical parameters since they were young, and there are not many of them at all. She will study cultural classes seriously!
"This Mo Feng is quite cool even when she doesn't speak, but her illiterate nature is exposed when she speaks! Ha ha ha ha!
"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."
Mudan pursed her lips and chuckled, and spoke elegantly: "Instructor Black, how can you still laugh? We are being bullied and suppressed by these illiterate people now, so much so that she killed more than 5,000 people, and even the D5 war zone can't directly Catch her for 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, leaving 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 here?"
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 randomly launch attacks on other fortresses. 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?"
"Generally 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 priest 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?"
Daochang Wang glared at her and strolled 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 them 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 of 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 ‘enter the mecha’ mean? Is she going to be responsible for dealing with ice meteorites?
Wang Jixuan was a little wary. His spiritual sense swept through. 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, take a seat."
Mudan immediately stood up and pointed at the radar interface to explain:
“I overlaid several radar 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.
"Forts 76 and 82 each have two 15-meter pseudo-terrorist mechas. Commander Lingtong, who has a crush on you, is near fort 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!"
Mudan tapped the air quickly with her fingers, and several projection screens appeared in front of Wang Jixuan.
Wang Jixuan looked up subconsciously.
His spiritual consciousness sensed a coercion coming from the sky, 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 good as the one that destroyed the Expanded Area C of 76 Fortress last time.
‘Don’t you mean meteorites? 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 method 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 from the missile position near Fortress No. 82.
Two rockets are launched!
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 chest of the mecha.
The rocket lifted off and the mecha broke 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 its back, 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 came out of the sand in the Sari Desert and headed towards the surface military camp.
"Um?"
Wang Jixuan's spiritual consciousness caught this strange phenomenon at the edge of his mind.
(End of chapter)