The ghost agent in American manga

Chapter 3 We Are in Trouble

"Are you sure that Mr. Liberty will show up in this refugee camp?"

Roy looked at Kerrigan helplessly. At this time, they had already disguised themselves and sneaked into Marsala, successfully sneaking into a refugee camp.

"Of course" Kerrigan nodded and said confidently: "I have determined the whereabouts of Edmund Duke, and our reporter is in the camp not far away. If the information about him is correct, he Will definitely come here”

"That's really good news." Roy rolled his eyes and complained: "But why are you a member of the research team at Josala University, while I can only hang out in the refugee camp and snatch food from those violent refugees? , God knows how I endured it these two days."

Kerrigan was wearing a black shirt, a black jacket with many pockets, and a black skirt, exposing her sexy white legs. Her fiery red hair was tied back into a ponytail, and she looked like Heroic and heroic.

Looking at Roy again, his hair was messy, his face was stained with mud, and the shabby clothes he got from nowhere gave off a strong smell.

"Before you answer this question, can you please stay away from me? You must know that you smell very strong right now." Kerrigan waved her hand and fanned her face, looking at Roy with disgust.

what am i

Roy took a few steps back expressionlessly.

"First of all, Mr. Roy, the research team does not have a strong physique like you. You look more like a miner." Kerrigan watched Roy retreat and nodded with satisfaction, feeling that the air became sweeter. "Besides, we can't pin our hopes on the reporter. Maybe the miners here will have some other news."

"But they only fight for food every day," Roy interrupted Kerrigan.

"We are ghost agents, and sometimes our talents are not a bad thing." Kerrigan nodded his head.

"That's really sorry. I only feel violence and affection in their minds." Roy grinned, "And they are very interested in your body."

"Ha~ This shows that I am very charming." Kerrigan didn't care. "I have to remind you, never mention the word refugee in front of them. You can also feel that their nerves have reached the critical point. Once an outbreak breaks out, Duke's people will appear soon, and if the identity is exposed then the result will be in vain."

"Of course I know, but um, our reporter is here." Roy was about to speak when he suddenly looked towards the entrance of the refugee camp.

There, Mike Liberty walked in with a press pass hanging around his neck.

"Okay, you go get ready first, and I'll make contact." Kerrigan winked at Roy.

Roy nodded, turned around and disappeared into the group of refugees.

Towards evening, Roy and Kerrigan met outside the camp.

"I didn't read the information in Liberty's heart about the secret base, but I learned from his companions that Colonel Duke seems to be looking for something near the town of Anthem."

At this time, Roy and the two had already put on the equipment of ghost agents, a pair of light refractive fiber special combat suits, which can enable optical invisibility, exclusive goggles for ghost agents, and of course the indispensable weapon, a C10 shotgun, which can fire emp Special bullets such as impact bombs can accurately locate coordinates and call for a nuclear strike when necessary.

"Doesn't that mean Duke is also looking for that base?" Roy asked aloud, putting the rifle behind his back.

"I don't know. That woman is just an ordinary Marine. She has not undergone social transformation. Duke will not let her come into contact with this." Kerrigan shook her head and walked towards the tarpaulin nearby.

"Female Marine"

"Why, if you are interested, would you like to create opportunities for you?"

"Haha~ How is it possible that I'm not that kind of person?" Roy refused to admit it, and then asked in a low voice: "Are you beautiful?"

"Hmm~" Kerrigan opened the tarp, revealing two Vulture hoverbikes inside, "Do you remember that female doctor who was flirting with you in the base?"

"You mean as beautiful as Isa?" Roy's eyes lit up.

"No, double the size of that female doctor's face." After saying that, Kerrigan put a Vulture motorcycle on her hip and drove away.

Roy's heart went cold when he heard this, and then Kerrigan's voice sounded in his ears: "We are divided into two groups. I will go to Anthem Town, and you will go to the Backwater Base, where the call for help signal was sent. You will go and explore." To explore the truth, I have sent the coordinates."



Roy gave a middle finger to the direction Kerrigan left, and the vulture motorcycle on his hip rushed in the direction of the coordinates.

Backwater base.

This semi-abandoned base has become a refugee camp at this time, and the big shots on Marsala planet are gathering here to wait for rescue.

As the sky gradually darkened, Roy hid the vulture motorcycle, activated his invisibility device and sneaked into the base.

After bypassing several sentry posts, Roy came to a temporary house built from an abandoned mine house, where several decision-makers from Marsala Planet were discussing matters.

Roy listened for a while and then quietly left. He had gotten the news he wanted.

It turns out that Masala once asked for help from the Federation, but it seemed that she was abandoned by the federation's top leaders, so she had no choice but to send a signal to Mengsk for help.

As for the rest of the content, Roy was not in the mood to listen. He still had to investigate the secret base, but he was not in the mood to listen to their trivial matters.

Hmm~Why is he here?

Roy turned a corner and looked in another direction. With the help of the goggles on his head, Roy could clearly see the situation over there. If he saw it correctly, it should be the reporter.

But shouldn't he be in Anthem Town now?

Roy thought he had discovered something, and quietly followed the reporter's footsteps.

It turned out to be a fake

After getting closer, Roy read some information through telepathy and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Roy suddenly rushed behind the impostor and knocked him down. He carried the impostor and dodged the patrols and left the camp. He was very skilled in his business.

Finding a remote place, Roy woke up the impostor, held the rifle in his hand, and put the muzzle of the gun against the impostor's forehead: "Tell me, who are you?"

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you everything I know," the impostor said in horror, feeling the cold touch on his forehead.

A few minutes later, Roy broke the impostor's neck expressionlessly.

Returning to the Vulture Motorcycle, Roy cursed in his mind: "Whether the Skrulls are messing with Marvel or the Stars are messing with me?"



"This is Kerrigan. I've found Liberty, but there's something going on here. Roy, what's going on over there?" Kerrigan's voice rang in Roy's ears.

"What a coincidence, I just found Mr. Liberty"

"what"

On the other side, Kerrigan was stunned for a moment and almost drove the vulture motorcycle into the mine.

"Sir," Roy thought about the information he had just learned and sighed: "I think we may be in trouble."

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