"Boenie! There are two gargoyles behind me!" Babalim wore a pilot's leather hat, and his long ears were blowing in the wind. Through the rearview mirror on the side of the uncovered flight cabin, he could see the gargoyles chasing him like starving ghosts. The memories of the ancestors who once existed as carnivorous were awakened in his bloodline at this moment. The rabbit girl who had never learned the technique of regular combat boat driving made various moves in the sky that made Gaga in the back seat dizzy.

"I know, I know." Bounettani was chasing the gargoyles, but because they were chasing Babalim, and the rabbit girl was flying with magical nature, Bounettani finally gave up on the pursuit, circled around, shot several rounds of point shots from afar, and finally shot down the gargoyles.

"Babalim, Gaga, are you all right?" Bunitani asked in the channel as he looked at the battle boat that was finally leveled.

"I'm OK." Babalim felt that she had never been as crazy as she was today. When she was on the combat boat of her sisters, she never needed to exert her subjective initiative as she did today.

"Um..." Gaga covered her mouth.

"Okay, Babalim, take Gaga to the rear first, and leave it to me to observe the enemy situation." Bunitani felt that it would be difficult for Gaga to continue as he is now.

"No, it's okay." Gaga said on the channel.

Bounettani pursed: "Okay, I'll keep climbing, call me if you have something to do." The combat boat can maintain the advantage of energy combat in mid- and high altitudes, and she can't circle at low altitudes with Babalim.

"Bonetani, are you okay?" At this time, Marceau's voice came from the channel.

Bounettani, who heard his lover's voice, smiled: "It's okay, where are you."

"The speed of propulsion on the ground is a bit slow, and there are new Edens everywhere. I feel like all the moving new Edens in the whole town are coming to stop us." Marceau seemed very helpless in the speech channel.

And Gaga leaned out of the back seat and looked at the ground: "It's true, we see that there are all new Edens below."

"What are you waiting for? Babalim, come and tell Gaga to fire the signal flare, I'll let that little sister Dadami come down and clear the way for us."

"No problem, Gaga, take out the signal flare and hit the signal. We will help Mr. Marceau and his friends open a passage." Babalim passed the fuselage to the left, and began to circle around and pointed out the direction for Gaga: "Did you see that bell tower? Tell the signal in that direction."

Gaga took the red signal gun from the inner wall gun rack in the back seat, stuffed a large signal bullet into the gun, and then hugged the fire at the bell tower.

The signal flare drilled directly into the top of the bell tower of the bell tower. Soon, the bell tower began to burn, and a large ball of flame ejected from the window of the bell tower from top to bottom.

"Wait a minute, I saw a fire in the bell tower. What's going on?" The cat's question came from the ground.

"Gaga, which signal flare are you using?" Babalim watched as the new Eden jumped down from the bell tower like dumplings.

"The redest one." Gaga finished his answer strangely, and then exited the signal flare shell: "...ah, the shell says... special bullet?"

"Special bullet? Ah, no matter what, well done, Gaga, the shooters on the bell tower don't have time to find trouble for us, tell the combat boaters to control the new Eden cluster north of the bell tower, throw five hundred pounds into crowded places, and shoot the enemy along the streets. We are about to arrive at the city lord's mansion."

Marceau pressed the arcane headphones on his ears, and the gunshots on the battlefield caused considerable confusion to the kitten man's auditory system. Perhaps his girls should be asked to make a targeted arcane headphones for the kitten man with a targeted volume reduction.

The New Edens were attacking the defense line of the young son regiment in the direction Marceau said. After the Young Sects stopped the offensive, the offensive of these New Edens had become much more fierce. Marceau was first confused, and then immediately understood that it seemed that it was not only that they knew that there were "guests" in this town, but the New Edens seemed to know it too.

For this reason, Marceau began to contact Mrs. Lily. Two minutes later, remote communication was established. Mrs. Lily frowned after hearing about Marceau's suspicion: "I should not have any problems here, and there should be no problems on the MI7. There are only a handful of people who know this intelligence officer, but they are definitely reliable people."

"What's going on around this person?"

"Do you miss the people around him? He has a ten-year-old daughter and a six-year-old son. His wife is his childhood sweetheart since childhood. I don't think his bodyguard is a problem. He is a spy of the Grey Eagle."

"...I understand, but Madam, I have to keep my suspicion. Now I will take several squads to the location to find the entrance. The large army will cover my flanks for me, hoping I'm not wrong." Marceau said to Mrs. Lily in the arcane screen.

Indeed, if it were other bodyguards, Marceau would have doubts, but Grey Eagle... Even if Marceau and these lunatics had been in trouble because of Anta's affairs a long time ago, to be honest, Marceau really couldn't imagine that a Grey Eagle spy would rebel. It was like at this time someone suddenly said that the winner of life was actually transformed into a worm.

Please, it is impossible to make a case. As the last face of Ashby's royal family, Grey Eagle is not something that can be bought by any so-called bargaining chips.

But if so...who would have betrayed his identity?

noble?

It is impossible that the public identity was an antiquologist. Because the war broke out, he had to give up his ancient civilization exploration work in Sha'an. Only a very small number of people knew his true identity.

In this way, who could it be?

With such doubts, Marceau finally gave up thinking and walked to a group of half-boys: "Your commander recommended your squadron to me, and he said you are the best squadron under his name. Now I need you to break through the defense line of the New Edens with me and open the road to the end..." He looked around the soldiers who were mostly injured but still standing in front of him, "Are you afraid?"

"There are always fears on the battlefield, commander." A boy with a bandage on his head said: "But just as the king-held said, we can be afraid of pain and death, but we cannot be a deserter because of this. Commander, take us forward. This world is far from the end of the world."

"What are we waiting for? Captain, Commander, let's go quickly." A young girl said.

"Yes, let's go." The young man with injuries on his face stood up.

"Well, let's go." Marceau stretched out his hand and patted the injured squadron leader on the shoulder: "Follow me, don't lose it."
Chapter completed!