Ultra-Dimensional Technology Era

The attack power of the aircraft carrier itself is weak, and it can only rely on the combat power of the carrier-based aircraft. Once it encounters the Baiqi, it is estimated that there will only be a dead end.

After all, no matter how powerful an aircraft missile is, it cannot beat a laser.

However, Hideo Aoki immediately calmed down again. Anyway, it is not Dongpu who should be troubled now, but a certain crumbling world boss.

Dongying, who worships the strong and likes to cling to the strong, has a very simple idea. The big deal is to change his family. Anyway, he has been a son for thousands of years before, so there is no embarrassment in calling him dad again.

On the viewing platform, all the observers have their own ghosts.

The exercise lasted for more than 5 hours, during which the Baiqi successfully intercepted 6 supersaturated offensives and killed all submarines, warships, and island bases.

Of course, this is a drill. Although Bai Qihao's offensive is a real attack, Bai Qihao dare not return it with a real sword.

Get hit by a gamma ray laser, and that's a real lunch box.

Although the new generation of equipment has an anti-gamma ray barrier, most of the old equipment does not have it. If it is wiped by gamma rays, a big accident may happen.

As soon as the exercise was over, a group of observers hurriedly packed up their things.

"Everyone, if you don't stay for dinner, I've already asked someone to bring those roast pigs back." Zhang Wei asked with a smile.

"Um... I don't eat pork there, so I'm leaving." The observer in Malaysia refused with a dry smile.

But the white man behind him pulled him, gave him a look, and asked him to take a piece of pork.

The embarrassing Malaysian observer, his face flushed with pig liver color, was angry and embarrassed, but considering the strength behind the other party, he could only bite the bullet and say:

"Master Zhang, the other two observers from our side like to eat pork, can you give them some."

"Haha, no problem." After Zhang Wei finished speaking, he looked at the expressions of the others, and continued, "I think everyone is busy. One side gave you a roast pig, and you can pick it up at the pier."

"Thank you very much then."

"Ali Ade! Zhang Sang."

"..."

Zhang Wei led a group of observers to the pier, where the roasted white-striped pigs were piled up on the pier.

After the various forces took a roast pig, they immediately drove away in their respective frigates.

Zhang Wei straightened his hat, then waved his hands and said, "Grind up all these pigs and feed them to the fish."

"Yes."

At this time, under the reflection of the setting sun, the domineering Baiqi was slowly sailing into the berth of Huayang Reef Port.

From this day on, no matter which power it is, they dare not underestimate Hua Guo.

Even the G organization, which has always regarded human beings as lambs, is discussing the situation of this exercise at this time.

Underground on an unknown island in Pirates of the Caribbean.

More than a dozen referee members of the G organization were watching the exercise video of Baiqihao.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little dignified. Obviously, some things have begun to exceed the expectations of the G organization, such as this super-spec laser.

It can hit hundreds of meters below the seabed, which means that the underground base is not too safe, but they are still not too worried, mainly because their underground base is very secretive.

If the G organization knew that there is a Truth detector that can penetrate hundreds of kilometers of the earth's crust, it probably wouldn't be so calm.

The chief referee, George, the masked man with golden patterns, turned his head and asked, "Joshua, what do you think?"

"Respected chief referee, I think we should be wary of the other party. After all, if the other party goes crazy and wants to die with us, we may suffer serious losses." Joshua, the silver-patterned masked man, replied respectfully.

George knocked on the table, glanced at the others, and asked flatly, "What about you?"

The other silver-pattern masked man hesitated for a moment before reminding him: "Respected chief referee, if the other party's attention is drawn now, I'm afraid they will guard against our next plan."

After thinking for a while, George then asked, "Joshua, what are our preparations?"

"The success rate of the Divine Blood Potion is only about 5.6%, and the others are ready." Joshua replied.

"What's the matter with those guys from the God of Alchemy Institute? It took more than a year to increase the success rate by less than two percentage points." Another silver-patterned masked man said angrily.

"Okay, after all, we are all servants of the Lord, and it's really not that easy to study the blood of God." George said with narrowed eyes.

"I presumptuously."

George ordered, "Joshua."

"exist."

"Arrange an elite team to go over and check the situation of the laser and the anti-cancer immune cells."

"Yes."

After the meeting ended, George sat quietly in the conference hall alone, looking at the empty chairs and the mysterious G relief on the wall.

He then turned on a special computer, logged into the quantum network of the G organization, and proposed to Heaven to increase the research and development of the divine blood potion.

He also reported the changes in the eastern world, and the response from Heaven was to increase penetration and obtain laser technology.

As for the research on the divine blood potion, Heaven did not respond. After all, what the referee said was beyond his authority.

After reading the reply, George fell silent again. After taking off the mask with golden patterns, he touched his face.

With complex emotions in his eyes, he put on his mask again and left the empty meeting room.

Originally, the situation in Asia was unstable, but with the birth of Baiqi, it became depressed again.

Chapter 222 Please enter the urn

Samba State, Rio de Janeiro International Airport.

A weird group bought an international flight to Pengcheng directly at the front desk, and then calmly waited for the plane to take off.

The reason why it is called a weird team is mainly because the five members of the team don't look like all the way.

The leading brown-haired young man was wearing a denim shirt, about 1.8 meters tall, with streamlined muscles and cold eyes.

Many ladies passing by couldn't help sneaking a few glances.

The remaining four people are a blonde with a hot body, a tall and strong man in a suit and sunglasses, a punk youth chewing gum, and a long-haired homeless singer with a guitar on his back.

Several cameras in the waiting hall rotated without a trace, stayed on the five people for a few seconds, and then returned to normal.

Well, the vagabond singer frowned and glanced at the cameras.