glory [rebirth]

"Will you walk around the neighborhood with me? I want to go out and get some air." Mu Qingtong felt a little tight in the chest after walking around the apartment a few times.

"Okay, okay." Schwartz was fine in the apartment all day long, and agreed.

Suddenly a bell rang.

Schwartz fumbled in his trouser pocket, it was his communicator that had new information.

"Why are you blushing?" Mu Qingtong became embarrassed when he saw Schwartz clicked on the message.

"I, I..." Schwartz hesitated, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, pointing at the communicator and said, "He, he is playing hooligans!"

"Pfft——" Mu Qingtong was amused by him, and took a step closer, "What did Damian tell you, show me?"

"No... I won't show it to you, you can see..." Schwartz quickly put away the communicator.

"Look what's going on, what are you making a fuss about? I'll show you the messages Jiang Yao sends me in the future, okay?" Mu Qingtong discussed with Schwartz with sly eyes.

"Boss, boss, wouldn't tell you, say such things..." Schwartz muttered.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Show me." Mu Qingtong was aroused by his curiosity, and insisted.

"No..."

"Look." Mu Qingtong said with an expression of "you are making a fuss out of a molehill", "it's nothing."

Schwartz still felt a little embarrassed, but seeing that Mu Qingtong really wanted to see it, he hesitated for a while before handing over the communicator.

【Damian: I really want to touch your ass. 】

【Damian: When I come back, kiss my wife -3-】

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Jiang Yao did not send such a message.

"He, he also sent it last time, I, I ignored him, and he still sent..." Schwartz was so embarrassed that he blushed.

Mu Qingtong coughed lightly, changed the subject and said, "It's getting late, it's inconvenient to get dark later, let's hurry down."

"Oh..." Schwartz's attention was successfully diverted again. He had just changed his coat when he suddenly remembered something and turned around and asked, "Qingtong, how are you talking with the boss?"

"What?" Mu Qingtong was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "Oh, he's very busy there, we just called the night before yesterday, and it didn't take long...Jiang Yao said he would end the conversation over there as soon as possible. Things came to accompany me, um... He agreed to stay with this child."

"Really? Great!"

"Well... But I haven't had time to talk to him about it in detail. I have an idea. After thinking about it for a few days, I still think it's feasible." Mu Qingtong said while putting on his shoes.

"W-what idea?" Schwartz asked.

"First of all, I have to quarrel with Jiang Yao on the surface and pretend to break up..." Mu Qingtong said.

"..." Schwartz looked at Mu Qingtong in astonishment, unable to understand his brain circuit at all, "Why, why?"

"Herman has always wanted to arrest me for research, because I am the only successful test subject, so they dare not do anything to me by force. It is in his best interest only for me to part ways with Jiang Yao and take the initiative to join him situation."

Schwartz: "..."

"Although my deduction is not necessarily correct, it should be close to ten." Before coming to the capital, Mu Qingtong studied Herman's information over and over again, and he also got a little understanding of his character. "He is very Be careful, and every time he does something, he will definitely minimize the risk."

Schwartz was silent for a while, then asked, "And then?"

"Herman doesn't think highly of Jiang Yao, because Jiang Yao is too young, and his previous methods are not enough compared to him. Of course, Jiang Yao's acting is also good, at least Herman didn't see him. Strength."

"Hmm." Schwartz agreed with this point, Jiang Yao did hide it very deeply.

"And there is one thing, Herman and Jiang Yao are the same." Mu Qingtong's expression suddenly became a little helpless.

"what?"

"Both of them have a strong desire to control. Every time they do something, they want to control the overall situation and no one will disobey... Maybe this is also a common problem of people in high positions. If I have a conflict with Jiang Yao, because He should be very happy that this old man has no contact with each other, and he can reap the benefits of being a fisherman."

Schwartz didn't answer. He thought for a while and found that he couldn't refute. Herman didn't know, but Jiang Yao was indeed more domineering.

"So you, what are you going to do?"

"I want to follow this path and let him survive." Mu Qingtong said calmly, but he was very firm.

"..."

"Don't be dazed, let's go." Mu Qingtong put on a scarf, opened the door, and stepped out with one foot.

"Wait!" Schwartz was so shocked by what he said just now that he didn't react at once. Seeing that he was about to leave, he grabbed him, "What did you mean just now?"

Mu Qingtong said vaguely: "I have a trump card, which can pinch Herman's weakness."

"Boss, will the boss agree?" Schwartz asked in amazement.

"I don't know." Mu Qingtong said, "But we are running out of time. If Herman is not brought down, Jiang Yao's situation will become more and more dangerous. I have never done anything for him. On the contrary, I still Always causing trouble for him... let's not talk about it, it's really dark if we don't go down."

Mu Qingtong didn't want to talk to Schwartz about this issue, so he walked on.

Schwartz had no choice but to yell behind him a few times, but Mu Qingtong didn't turn his head back, only telling him to hurry up, so he could only follow downstairs.

Central region, abandoned city, safe house.

"Hiss..." Damian touched the pattern of the evil god Angorion that he had just tattooed on his neck.

Those were a few huge spider legs, with an open mouth full of sharp teeth, right at his heart, as if crawling on his body.

The skin that had just been tattooed was still a little red, swollen and tingling, and his chest was burning, and Damian gasped.

"You can really bear it, and you don't say a word." The tattoo artist looked at the big spider that Damian had just tattooed, "You are so clean?"

"Well... I used to use the 'sharp knife' in Black Swan. It is forbidden to use this, and I have no idea about it." This kind of pain is not the kind of pain from the previous injury. Damian couldn't bear it, and hurriedly changed He took a few breaths and moved his arms.

"It's so strict in your place?" the tattoo artist asked in surprise.

"Ah, it's not..." Damian stretched out his arms, "Only 'sharp knives' are not allowed, and other tattoos are not allowed on the face, neck or other obvious places."

"It's pretty good, and the swelling will go down tomorrow." The tattoo artist said.

"So fast?" Damian didn't know much about this, but tomorrow he was going to have a joint, and the skin wouldn't be swollen. He looked down and saw that the tattoo artist's skills were really good, "It's pretty, but... "

"But what?"

"Can I wash when I get back?" Damian asked seriously.

"Why do you wash it? You're not in 'Sharp Knife' anymore." The tattoo artist said strangely, "It's so pretty, Angleen... most people don't dare to get tattoos."

"No... this one is very pretty, but I am still a student, and we are not allowed to have such tattoos in our school. Our military academy uses the name of the God of War Tokas, so why should I get such a big evil god?" What's going on, are you rebelling?" Damian raised his head and pointed at his neck.

"Make it!" said the tattoo artist.

Damian: "..."

"Damn..." Damian cursed with a smile, "I'm telling you the truth."

"It can be washed, but it doesn't have to be done here. You can get it anywhere. Your Highness has explained that the potion used for you is the latest, and it won't leave any traces when you wash it."

"Okay, thank you." Damian patted the tattoo artist on the shoulder.

"Good luck," said the tattooist.

Damian gave him a thumbs up. His blond hair has grown a little longer, and with the large tattoo on his chest, he has the air of a gangster.

"Oh, that's right." Damian just took two steps and then backed away.

"how?"

"Can you draw a rabbit?"

"..."

"What did you say? Rabbit, what rabbit?" the tattoo artist asked strangely.

Damian folded the index and middle fingers of both hands together, raised them above his ears, and shook them.

Tattooist: "..."

Damian: "Just this rabbit."

Tattooist: "..."

Damian turned his back to the tattooist solemnly, and said, "I want to get the tattoo under the first thoracic vertebrae. It doesn't need to be too big, just two fingers wide."

"Hey, let me tell you, you don't want such a coquettish evil god, what are you doing with a rabbit?"

Damian looked around for a while, and found that the tattoo samples in the store were all cool and domineering, and there were no such docile animals as rabbits, so he realized that his request was a bit strange.

So he explained: "The rabbit is my wife."

"Oh—" the tattoo artist had a delicate expression and dragged out his voice.

"I'll come to you if I can draw a rabbit." Damian said.

"Okay, it's fine to draw anything!" The tattoo artist replied.

Then Damian added in a low voice: "If I can come back alive."

King Yar City, the capital.

"Qing, Qingtong..." Schwartz, wearing panda pajamas, knocked on Mu Qingtong's bedroom door with cold hands and feet.

Mu Qingtong just didn't sleep, was walking up and down in the bedroom, and opened the door for Schwartz.

"what's wrong?"

Schwartz hugged a pillow, sucked his red nose, and said: "I, the air conditioner in my room is broken, Ben, I thought I could just make it up for the night, but it's too cold today, I, I It's too cold, so..."

"Come in." Mu Qingtong thought his appearance was really funny.

"Hmm..." Schwartz embraced the pillow, and immediately went in and closed the door. Mu Qingtong pressed the remote control of the air conditioner a few times to increase the temperature in the room.

"I, did I disturb your sleep...Ah Choo—"

"..."

"...Sleep?" Schwartz sniffed and continued.

Mu Qingtong couldn't help laughing, then frowned and said, "Are you caught a cold?"

"No, no, maybe it's cold, it's so cold..." Schwartz said in a low voice, and he immediately got into the quilt, obviously very cold.

"Do you want to take some granules to prevent it?"

"No, there's no need..." Schwartz wrapped himself up tightly, and exposed his head. The bed was warm, and it was obvious that Mu Qingtong had been lying down before, so he asked, "I, am I arguing?" It's time for you to sleep?"

Mu Qingtong was taken aback, rubbed his lower abdomen lightly, and said, "No, I haven't slept yet. My stomach has been a little swollen for the past two days, so I can't sleep..."

"Does it matter?" Schwartz asked nervously.

Mu Qingtong shook his head and said, "It's nothing serious, I asked the doctor, and he said it's normal, just let me walk a little bit."

Schwartz was silent for a while, and said, "Pregnancy is so hard..."

"It's okay." Mu Qingtong didn't care, "My mother should have been like this when she was pregnant with me before? Although I haven't seen her before, and I don't know who she is..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Schwartz quickly changed the topic: "You, you should go to bed earlier."

"Well, okay, I'll walk a few more laps..." Mu Qingtong drew circles on his lower abdomen with his palm, paused for a while, and joked, "Why didn't you call Damian today?"

"That, that...he turned off the phone again." Schwartz was a little depressed.

"Maybe I'm busy with something, don't worry too much, isn't it like this last time? It's probably not convenient to turn on the phone. If you really want to know what's going on, you can contact Jiang Yao."

"Okay..." Schwartz nodded, huddled under the quilt, pinching his still cold toes with his fingers.

"Good night." Mu Qingtong said.

"Good night……"

Legion of Thorns, Command.

"Your Highness, we have won three highlands so far. In the Neluo Valley in front of the Nata Highland, the terrain is very steep. The satellite image is disturbed, unable to image, and can't find a breakthrough. Missiles have been launched before, but they were all shot in the valley. intercepted by anti-missile equipment."

Jiang Yao and a group of officers had a meeting in the conference room, and a colonel pointed to the laser screen to report the real-time battle situation to them.

"The undercover agents sent in have lost contact now. We have no way of grasping the situation inside. This valley is also one of the enemy's main forces. There is too little information available, and they are guarding that place very tightly."

"How many people are there in the legion?" Jiang Yao asked.

"Ten kilometers away from the Neilo Valley, there are a total of 1400 people with standard equipment. If you want to attack directly, you need to replenish heavy weapons."

Jiang Yao was silent for a while, then turned his gaze to the brigadier general beside him: "What do you think of the black swan?"

That was the highest commander of the Black Swan Legion other than Paul. He also didn't speak immediately, but after thinking for a while, he said: "The battle here is our legion. To test them, we launched The two MSI missiles were all intercepted, and we did not launch a large-scale attack just to be on the safe side."

Jiang Yao nodded, he had seen this record before.

"In the absence of internal support, to occupy this place, we will definitely lose a large part of our troops. We must try our best to avoid the sacrifice of soldiers. My suggestion is still to put this aside first, and solve the problems in other places. Come back and fight the Nello Valley."

Before that, Jiang Yao's attitude was already obvious. He wanted to win quickly, and the next step would definitely be to take action against Neluo Valley, but Black Swan had reservations about this.

For a moment, everyone couldn't figure out whether he couldn't wink or did it on purpose.

Sure enough, Jiang Yao's face sank, and he said bluntly: "Neiluo Valley must be taken down, and chasing after the victory will greatly boost morale. There are still four places like this. When do you want to delay it?"

There was silence in the meeting room.

"But Your Highness..." The Brigadier General stated the reason without being humble or humble, "The style of the Black Swan has always been relatively conservative, because the life of every soldier is very precious, and it is our battle to gain the greatest victory at the least cost. in principle."

The meaning behind this sentence couldn't be more obvious, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Since Jiang Yao took over the military power, although he has won several consecutive victories in a short period of time, the price he has to pay is huge, and the battle loss ratio has suddenly increased.

The other officers also felt a little bit, but they didn't say it clearly due to Jiang Yao's pressure.

Jiang Yao didn't say a word, just stared at him, waiting for his next words.

"Of course, we have another plan other than crowd tactics," said the Brigadier General.

Jiang Yao smiled, and tapped on the table with the cap of his pen, as if he had anticipated what he was going to say.

"Directly firing 30 Thunder missiles can directly raze the Nello Valley to the ground."

There was no one in the conference room to answer the calls, especially the sound of Jiang Yao knocking on the table. No one thought of this kind of plan to win.

There was another burst of tense silence.

Suddenly Jiang Yao stopped knocking on the table, sneered, and said, "30 Thunder missiles..."

He stood up, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly in front of the brigadier general, bent down, and asked in a low voice: "If I remember correctly, the military budget of the empire this year is one trillion, 30 Thunder missiles, and the total cost is 5000 million Fifty million. What a great deal, Commodore Orlando."

"so……"

"So what?" Jiang Yao interrupted, he stood up, his tall figure directly blocked the light from the ceiling, casting a shadow, covering Brigadier General Orlando.

"So in order to reduce the battle loss ratio, we must adopt your black swan's conservative tactics? Keep dragging the front here, don't make a break, and fight for another seven or eighty years?" Jiang Yao sarcastically, he looked around the entire meeting Room, glanced at every officer present, and then said to Orlando, "You, including everyone present, haven't thought about it..."

Jiang Yao walked to the laser display screen, minimized the simulated map of Neluo Valley, and after inputting a series of commands, a global satellite distribution map was called up.

He zoomed in on the screen, pointed to one of the highlighted areas and said, "Use the missile defense system."

"The empire's missile defense system has been eliminated three days ago and has been put into use again." Jiang Yao pulled the two images of the map and the satellite together again, the screen paused, and then began to simulate the laser from the atmosphere In the shot, a total of four laser beams hit the Nello Valley at the same time. After firing for a while, the diameter of the originally thin beam suddenly increased by more than ten times, and then the satellite began to move, and the laser swept up.

The ground there immediately became torn apart and was split open alive. The rock wall as big as a hill rolled and fell like a landslide, smashing into the valley, causing a strong earthquake.

The horror of the scene was the end of the world.

"When this system was first built, it was positioned as a laser weapon, but over time, you all classified its function as defense. You have shot down dozens of missiles, but you have never used it for military strikes." Jiang Yao said in a deep voice. Said, "Use this opportunity to attack Neluo Valley, try how strong its attack power is, and see if it can be improved..."

Jiang Yao closed the simulation program, put his hands on the conference table, and said: "After this meeting is over, contact the Ministry of National Defense, rewrite the satellite program, expand the diameter of the laser beam, and then move the orbit."

"Within a week, take the Nello Valley."

Finally, Jiang Yao made a final decision.

underground laboratory.

A man in a hospital gown was lying on the operating table struggling, his wrists and ankles were tied with rubber buckles, bloodstains had already been drawn, and the belt was deeply strangled when he struggled.

A dental tray was fixed in his mouth by the doctor, and he was unable to yell out, saliva flowed out uncontrollably, and his forehead and neck were covered with bulging blue veins.His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

Half a minute later, the frenzied struggle did not stop, but intensified. The saliva overflowing from the corner of the man's mouth slowly turned into white foam, and his eyes began to turn white. Bend.

The value of the ECG detector next to him had exceeded 170, and his whole body was trembling at a very high frequency, as if he had suffered an electric shock.

Suddenly the detector made a piercing sound, the heart rate on the screen turned into a horizontal line, the man's heart stopped beating, and his movements froze in the air.

Before he died, his eyes were wide open and he did not close his eyes.

"This is another failure?" Herman looked coldly at the scene on the operating table through a glass. After a while, he took off his glasses and said to the old man beside him, "Which one is it?"

"The fourth one...6 minutes and 20 seconds after implantation, the host died." Holding a stopwatch in his hand, the old man recorded the data this time.

Herman glanced at him and walked out directly.

Central region, abandoned city, coordinates unknown.

"Hey, James, I brought you some new mercenaries." The man who spoke was short but looked very agile, "I'm looking for work."

As soon as he finished speaking, several tall men in various military uniforms walked in.

James looked at these people for a while, and his eyes stayed on a mercenary.

His blond hair was almost shaved, leaving only a very short circle on the top of his head, and his sideburns were specially trimmed like sharp claws. He was extremely tall and stood out among a group of mercenaries.

Especially the spider feet on his neck are very eye-catching.

"What's your name?" James asked.

"Ask me?" the man smiled.

James also smiled with him: "Yes, I'll ask you."

"My name is Monkey," said the man, "but many people call me Angorion, who is short of money."