The legend of Tiga

Chapter 321 Man and Myth
Needless to say, I understand everything. I forgot to give gifts on other festivals. I apologize or buy a bag and it’s almost over. But if you dare to release pigeons on your birthday, it’s difficult. That’s how Horii team members recovered. The status of a single nobleman.

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Chiba Makoto's original sympathy suddenly became "serve it", busy saving the earth and not having time to celebrate someone's birthday, it would take less than a minute to make a phone call or send a text message to wish you a happy birthday while eating or before going to bed. If you can't do this, you can only wish 'Happy single, you can find a better one'.

Wait, he does seem to have found something better, younger, prettier, and better-tempered, which
"Who planted a lemon tree that made the air sour."

Thinking of Horii becoming one of the only two winners of the Victory Team in life, Makoto Chiba felt his mouth full of lemons, and was no longer interested in discussing Horii's single status with Xincheng. I can only be happy now, when Horii is full of sons and daughters and you are still single, they will bring a family of four dangling in front of you, planting lemon orchards in your mouth.

The sky was getting dark, and the victory team was about to return to the headquarters base, which was only more than 20 kilometers away. Chiba Makoto waved his left hand to say goodbye to the victory team, and then rode on his electric motorcycle and headed towards the military airport of the old defense army. Set up a temporary living area.

There is no way, most of Kisarazu has been designated as a dangerous blockade area, and Chiba Makoto's home is naturally included. It needs to live in a temporary tent for two days. The blockade can be lifted on the third day and the residents can go home. During this period , TPC will provide three meals a day.

"Will there be buns tomorrow?" Qianye Cheng couldn't help but smacked his lips as he thought about it. The meat buns he ate at the refuge next to Mt. Never expected to have the opportunity to eat it again so soon.

The victory team walked towards the place where the fighter jets were parked, talking and laughing. Zong Fang fell at the end, and couldn't help turning his head, looking at Chiba Makoto who was riding a motorcycle away. He had been paying attention to Chiba Makoto from the corner of his eye. It's normal, but the right hand basically doesn't move much, the left arm is used to carry the helmet, the left hand is used to wave goodbye, and the left hand is also used to hold the motorcycle.
A voice from Xincheng came from far ahead: "Commander, let's go."

"Here we come!" Zong Fang turned his head, followed the team, took two Feiyans, and returned to the base. As for Dagu, he was responsible for driving back the car that looked ordinary but was basically the same as Sherlock's configuration.

As the night grew darker, the two Feiyans turned on the lights of the entire aircraft, rose into the sky, flew towards the base, and soon came to the sea, began to reduce their speed and altitude, and took off and landed The preparation of the orbit, but received a communication from the command room: "Commander, the Cosmic Observation Center reports that there is a meteorite falling nearby."

"Meteorite, do you want the Victory Team to recover it?"

"No," Captain Ju Jianhui joined the communication channel and said, "Everyone has had a hard day. I have already replied to the Universe Observation Center and asked them to send people to investigate first. If there is recovery value, the winning team will dispatch."

"understand!"

Today's Victory Team is not the same team that could only recover meteorites. The main responsibility has quietly become dealing with powerful life forms such as monsters and aliens that infringe on human life.

That is to say, 'I have big things to do, and you can handle these small things yourself'. After all, the Victory Team has only a few people, and their energy and time are limited. Everything is done by yourself, but it is life-threatening.

This is indeed the case. After getting off the plane, the team members yawned and went back to their rooms to rest. Only by recharging their energy can they better cope with tomorrow's work. Only when Zong Fang returned to the room, he first turned on his personal computer and used his authority to , After searching in the security system of the metropolis, the surveillance images of the streets and alleys were quickly scanned, and there was the same person in it: Chiba Makoto!

After more than an hour of rummaging, Zong Fang's eyes stayed on the surveillance video of an indoor baseball batting hall. The baseball machine inside kept firing baseballs, but the person standing opposite threw the baseball bat on the ground. Dodge the incoming baseball in the limited space.

Naturally, he was beaten terribly at the beginning. At the end of the day, he basically left with a limp and grinned his teeth, but the second day was much better. Pick up items by hand.

On the fourth day, the fifth day, and until a week later, after catching the baseball, I immediately turned it around and then threw it back. This kind of leverage seems simple, but it is extremely difficult to do. In just over half a week, this training was completed, and the progress is absolutely amazing.

But Zong Fang didn't care about this. After watching the video of "Borrowing Strength and Fighting Strength" several times, he opened the video record of Di Jia and Aineng Mina throwing the blue light ball back during the battle in the afternoon.

The two videos are played at the same time, and the actions are too similar.

Zong Fang couldn't help but take a deep breath to suppress the astonishment in his heart. Although he had guessed last time and started to pay more attention after Wumen Yueshan, he still felt quite incredible. After all, it was a god-like existence. What about weak humans getting involved?

But now, the myth seems to be shattered!
Zong Fang closed his eyes, stopped looking at the computer in front of him, opened his eyes after a long time, deleted all the downloaded videos, cleared the records, and buried all this deeply in his heart.

After doing all this, I realized that it was already past three o'clock at night, and the sky was full of stars outside, but Zongfang didn't feel a little drowsy. He entered the TPC internal system, opened the work briefing, and browsed it roughly, especially the space observation Center report:
In the crater on the surface, a small amount of debris was found, and it was concluded that most of the meteorite burned up in the atmosphere, and the remaining part shattered after hitting the ground. They have recovered those fragments and will carry out preliminary research at the Space Observation Center. After research and processing, the relevant data will be sent to the headquarters to determine whether it is valuable, and then decide whether to send it to the headquarters.

Zong Fang simply considered that this is indeed the best way to deal with it. The staff at the headquarters is also limited, and they might be more relaxed before, but now there are too many various monster fragments, Ultraman stone statue fragments, and other dimensions. Research, really can't take care of these unimportant things.

The victory team was even busier, responsible for daily patrols, as well as the test flight mission of the Baixue experimental aircraft, as well as the training of large spaceships, etc., not to mention the recovery of meteorites.

It was already past four o'clock after finishing all these tasks, Zong Fang dragged his tired body, turned off the lights, and went to bed to rest, the room suddenly plunged into darkness.
(End of this chapter)