Artificial Wizard Growth Log

Marshal Turan looked at the old man in surprise.

"Berg spies? Who? You?"

"Turan, what are you talking about!"

Admiral Martin's face had turned into a liver-coloured face, and his cultivation and quality as a high-class person could not be seen at all. Standing on the spot and jumping around, he was just a bad old man who was dying.

The silver-haired marshal couldn't help but feel that the aristocratic family that was in full swing years ago can't even come up with a few decent heirs. These old people are the only ones who spend their heart and soul fighting here every day.

Victor Turan suddenly lost some meaning.

Then out of the corner of his eyes, he saw An Huaichun standing there who wanted to persuade but didn't want to persuade, and if he didn't persuade, it seemed that he was not very good. This sigh was instantly forgotten by him.

Just worrying about this civilian lieutenant general every day, he is too busy, and boredom is really far away from him.

The marshal waved.

"Major General Porter, I have entrusted you with the matter of Honorary Admiral Martin."

The red-haired officer nodded.

Marshal Turan turned around and left, his snow-white cloak billowing arrogantly, he hooked his fingers behind An Huaichun's back.

"Lieutenant General An, I want to have a good talk with you about your dispatch of a small fleet out of the safe range without an order."

"Huh?" An Huaichun was taken aback, "We... didn't we talk about it in the previous communication?"

Looking back at him, Turan's eyes were very cold.

An Huaichun: "...Okay, I see, Your Excellency Marshal, I will come right away."

Mr. Lieutenant General sighed, smiled apologetically at Admiral Martin, and walked towards Turan.

The two groups blocked on the bridge looked at each other in blank dismay. The soldiers behind An Huaichun hesitated for a while, looked at the back of the Marshal General who had walked a long way and was dressed in white and black, and looked at the nearby Martin With the expression that the volcano is about to erupt, one by one quietly, trying to reduce their sense of existence, they slipped away in groups.

But their behavior will only make Admiral Martin even more furious.

Walking in the front, An Huaichun, who was chasing after Turan and apologizing, heard a click.

The clicking sound... a little familiar, like the sound of bombs being pressed countless times when they were fighting guerrillas with a small remnant soldier.

With poor sentinel ability, he thought it was his own delusion, but before his brain could react, the hairs on his back were all erected, he had already pounced and threw Turan down.

A round bomb flew past them, drawing a falling trajectory in mid-air. There was a bump at each end of the ball, and the drops were shining.

An Huaichun, who threw Turan down, stared at the bomb in shock. He had seen this bomb in the research results reported by the Military Research Institute a few days ago.

"Gravity Bomb?!"

"It's cheap to shout like that, An Huaichun, do you know?" The corner of Turan's mouth twitched, unable to turn over under him.

"Uh……"

Just as An Huaichun was thinking about how to reply to the words of the person under him, a flame of nothingness rose into the sky. Pushed away by Turan, he stared blankly at the flame until his whole body was engulfed by the flame.

The two appeared in another place in an instant.

"Personal shuttle equipment...has it been successfully developed?"

"It's just a trial product." Staring at the missing sleeve corner for a moment, Turan patted the ashes off his body.

"If this kind of equipment is successfully developed, there may be a small change in the way of warfare... My formula for mobility must be recalculated..." An Huaichun was also thinking. The flashing formula above is dazzling.

Everyone: "..."

Hello!marshal!lieutenant general!Is the bomb gone?

Of course, it doesn't matter, it's the federal marshal's turn to take action on such a small matter.

Just when the marshal and the lieutenant general were taking their time, there were several wailing sounds from the direction where the bomb was thrown before.

Xia Zuo was holding a knife and standing next to a man in a gunner's uniform. The tip of his knife was dripping blood. In the pool of blood lay a severed hand and a round gravity bomb.

"Ahhhh my hand! My hand! You devil! The man-made man must die!!!" The man cursed loudly.

"The severed hand can be taken back," Xia Zuo wiped off the blood on the knife, lifted the man's collar with one hand, and held the long knife in the other, pointing the tip of the long knife at the man's throat, "but I'm afraid not Now, which one do you choose?"

The man was holding the tip of the knife that was only a millimeter away from him, and the white light of the sharp blade flashing under the light made the corners of his eyes involuntarily shed tears. He choked up a bit, and the curse welling up in his throat was forcefully swallowed back into his stomach.

Pang Jiuzhou picked up the gravity bomb from the pool of blood, and then aimed at the place where the gravity bomb exploded just now.

A round pit with a diameter of one meter was left there, and everything in the pit disappeared.

Thinking of what would happen if Lieutenant General Marshal was affected by a bomb, the soldiers and officers on the front line were furious and glared at General Martin resentfully.

Pang Kyushu threw bombs up and down, while walking towards Admiral Martin,

"Assassinate Lieutenant General An... I said bad old man, could it be that the marshal is right, you are the Zerg spy?"

Hearing this sentence, many of the onlookers laughed lowly.

Admiral Martin took a step back in fright from the invisible momentum, and then he remembered that the sentinel in front of him was not even Turan or An Huaichun, but just a small lieutenant colonel.

He gritted his teeth, "Young man, didn't Pang Chuan tell you not to talk nonsense?"

"Yo, you have a good relationship with him?" Pang Jiuzhou raised his eyebrows and smirked, "Then do you know that I am the happiest person when someone scolds him."

After finishing speaking, the sentinel raised his head and shouted at the soldiers who consciously turned to watch the crowd: "What are you doing in a daze? This Zerg spy is suspected of assassinating an important general of our side. There must be other big figures involved behind him. Where is the picket team? Hurry up and lock him up?"

After he finished speaking, the bomb in his hand suddenly lit up, and several members of Admiral Martin's team suddenly rushed out, two rushed towards Xia Zuo, and two towards Pang Jiuzhou.

The recent life is really full of "surprises".

While thinking, Xia Zuo used the back of the knife to stun the one held by him first, and the streamer-like tip of the knife slashed along the trend, rubbing against the particle beam to create beautiful light spots. After a stalemate for a second, he chopped off directly.

The shattered particle beams scattered like flower petals, Xia Zuo passing through the petals was like a gust of wind, and quickly circled behind the two attackers.

When the two fell to the ground, Xia Zuo, who stood up and put away his knife, glanced at Pang Jiuzhou, and found that Pang Jiuzhou was stepping on two people laughing and joking, holding a bunch of round things in his hands...

……Hey?

Although the appearance is rough, the small ball in Pang Jiuzhou's hands is very similar to the gravity bombs thrown by these unknown assassins.

... Where did he get so many terrible things?

After a while, Xia Zuo remembered that at the research base, Pang Jiuzhou seemed to have threatened Peter Hopkins with this thing.

... So, where did all the miscellaneous things on this person go?

Just when Xia Zuo once again had this doubt that has troubled him for several years, the people around the black-haired sentinel jumped back three feet like frightened rabbits, for fear of being hit by dozens of gravity bombs in the hands of Pang Kyushu. It's not easy to fire, and blow up the bridge directly.

But one person dared not move, and could not move.

Because these bombs that can send hundreds of people to the west are dangling right in front of his nose.

Admiral Martin, who had never felt that his life was hanging by a thread, gulped tremblingly. It seemed that a sparrow sprang up and fell back in his thin neck, and his small eyes turned into cross-eyed.

Pang Jiuzhou hahahaha teased him with the bomb from near to far away.

Then the sentinel was slapped severely by Xia Zuo with the side edge of the knife.

The onlookers gasped.

Is this, is this domestic violence?

Xia Zuo knocked Admiral Martin unconscious again, hesitated for a moment, the bright long knife in his hand melted like liquid, and flowed back into his body from the wound on his wrist under the eyes of everyone.

This hand made many people stare at him.

Normal people can't do this kind of thing, and the onlookers frowned, not knowing whether they were sorry that Colonel Nightingale was really a cyborg, or they were feeling uncomfortable.

However, these inexplicable emotions were forced back by Xia Zuo's icy gaze.

The gray-haired colonel turned his gaze around, and landed on Major General Porter who opened his mouth not far away.

"Major General, don't you take these assassins away?"

"Ah, ah." Major General Porter suddenly came back to his senses, recalled his duties, and greeted the pickets behind him, "Take these people away and put them in a military prison."

These "some" people didn't just refer to Admiral Martin and the five assassins, they also included the hundreds of fleet soldiers who followed Admiral Martin.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise on the bridge, crying and arresting people. It looked like a space port on the front line of war.

After confirming that the matter was handled perfectly, Marshal Turan nodded to Xia Zuo and Pang Jiuzhou from a distance, and dragged away the mathematician Lieutenant General An who had been muttering "root sign" and "total number".

As the poor little one who was left behind, Major General Porter could only approach Xia Zuo bitterly, opened his mouth to say something, but hesitated to say it.

Xia Zuo knew what he wanted to say, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and said directly: "Don't worry, I'll go with you."

Major General Porter breathed a sigh of relief, "That would be great, the first court is urgent, we are going to the airport now."

Xia Zuo nodded and walked straight away.

On the contrary, Major General Porter was a little surprised, "Colonel...you don't know how to say goodbye to Lieutenant Colonel?"

Xia Zuo paused.

【Please investigate...】

[Leave it to me. 】

The gray-haired colonel turned his face slightly, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Pang Kyushu who put away the bombs one by one behind him.

The corner of Xia Zuo's mouth twitched a little, turning into a faint smile with the chill of early spring.

[On the day of the trial, I'll just grab that ghost war and use it as physical evidence for you,] Pang Jiuzhou smiled confidently, [Then, see you next time. 】

[Soon, see you next time. 】

After exchanging this sentence, Xia Zuo politely said to Major General Potter: "Let's go."

Let's go to Yongming, the capital.

***

At the same time, in the garden house in the remote suburb of Jinshuixing, the head of the agent received a text message from the person above.

"Bring Li Chaoge back to Yongming? Yes, yes, I understand."