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Chapter 67: 30 minutes

It was obvious that this monster was frightened by the missiles launched by the drone, and was ready to dive into the bottom of the lake to take refuge at any time.

Gao Fei saw this and couldn't help but feel worried, and quickly reported the results of the battle by the lake to Ms. Yaoguang.

"Webmaster! The drone just launched an air-to-ground missile, hitting the Nine-Headed Dragon King. Unfortunately, it failed to kill the monster! Can you use a more powerful missile, or just throw a heavy missile on its head?

bomb!"

"I'm afraid this won't work." Yaoguang's reply poured a bucket of cold water on Gao Fei's head. "A more powerful missile may blow up the Tianchi, causing the downstream villages and towns to be submerged by floods that burst the embankments. We cannot accept this under any circumstances.

price."

Gao Fei suddenly thought of a consequence as terrible as the lake bursting its banks, and quickly said to Yao Guang: "Stationmaster! Please tell the comrades in the military to suspend the drone attack! About half an hour ago, our company commander was killed by Jiutou

The Dragon King swallowed it, and if the missile is fired again, it may cause accidental damage to the company commander!"

Yaoguang did not reply to his request immediately, and was silent for a while before speaking.

"'Pojun Thirteen' was swallowed into the stomach by the Nine-Headed Dragon King. The magic circuit was corroded by gastric acid. There was a slight malfunction and it has fallen into a downtime state... We are trying to remotely troubleshoot the body failure. If everything goes well, Pojun Thirteen will

It can be restarted in three days... However, I dare not say that it will definitely be able to restart successfully, so you have to prepare for the worst."

Gao Fei's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

Although Yao Guang didn't say it explicitly, he could tell that the so-called "worst plan" was actually to give up rescuing Po Jun Thirteen and allow the drone to continue firing missiles. It didn't matter whether it would target Po Jun in the belly of the Nine-Headed Dragon King.

Thirteen causes disaster.

In the past two days, Gao Fei had lost two comrades in arms. At least he could comfort himself that Wang Daqing and Ma Tao had not yet died and there was a possibility of being rescued.

But Pojun Thirteen is different.

He is not a living person, but a construct made of steel, an intelligent robot driven by magic. Neither modern medical technology nor medical magic from other worlds can be used to treat the construct.

If Po Jun Thirteen was blown up by a missile, he would really be dead, or it would be more appropriate to say he was "destroyed", and Gao Fei would also lose his company commander and comrade forever.

This result is absolutely unacceptable to him!

What else can I do, even if there is only one ten thousandth hope, to try to save Pojun Thirteen?

Gao Fei bit his lip and thought for a moment, finally made up his mind and sent a request to Yao Guang through the astrolabe.

"Stationmaster! Can you give me 30 minutes? I want to work hard again. Maybe I can rescue the company commander!"

"You might as well tell me your plan."

Yao Guang asked with great interest.

"Frankly speaking, I haven't come up with any reliable plan yet. I can only try to use my own power to challenge the Nine-Headed Dragon King. The reason why I asked you for 30 minutes is because... my power can only last for 30 minutes.

minute."

Gao Fei can still activate "Dragon Fury" three times today, which totals only 27 minutes. If he can't defeat the Nine-Headed Dragon King and rescue Pojun Thirteen during this period... he can at least comfort himself that he has tried his best.

"Gao Fei, the challenge level of the Nine-Headed Cold Basilisk is far beyond what you can handle at this stage. Even Pojun Thirteen was swallowed by that monster. You still dare to challenge it? Do you

Are you really not afraid of death at all?"

Yao Guang asked in surprise from the astrolabe.

"Of course I'm afraid of death, I'm terribly afraid..." Gao Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly, and confided sadly, "But I'm more afraid of regret, afraid that I will spend the rest of my life regretting my cowardice in this moment! Instead of harboring regret,

I am willing to take risks for the rest of my life, at least I can die without regrets!"

Yao Guang remained silent, as if savoring his confession.

After a while, her reply came from the astrolabe.

"Gao Fei, you are the best special police officer at our Station No. 7. You are my pride. I agree to your request, but you also have to agree to one of my requests."

"Webmaster, please tell me, I will do my best!"

"A mere nine-headed snake lizard is no different from an ant in my eyes. It's not worth risking your life to hunt... You are still too young and don't understand how precious your life is... Please promise me, no matter when

Don’t succumb to the temptation of dying together, don’t give up hope of survival, okay?”

Hearing Yao Guang's sincere advice, Gao Fei couldn't help but feel a sore nose and resisted the urge to choke to make a solemn promise.

"Webmaster, don't worry! I won't let you down!"

"Go ahead, I'll give you 30 minutes. If the Nine-Headed Cold Basilisk cannot be eliminated and Pojun Thirteen can be rescued during this period, then I will handle the rest."

After saying this, Yao Guang cut off the call.

Time was running out, and although he couldn't calm down, Gao Fei forced himself to put aside his chaotic thoughts, pilot the giant owl to land, and find the three surviving teammates.

Jiang Feng and Qi Tian's wounds have been treated with divine magic, but they are just a little haggard.

Li Jiajia looked fine on the surface, but her mental state was not optimistic: she didn't cry or fuss, she just stared at the lake with empty eyes, like a walking zombie.

Jiang Feng leaned close to Gao Fei's ear and lowered his voice to remind: "It took a lot of effort to calm down Jiajia. Don't mention Ma Tao in front of her, otherwise I'm really afraid that she will have a mental breakdown."

After getting along day and night for these days, Gao Fei had already noticed that Ma Tao had always taken good care of Li Jiajia, and Li Jiajia obviously also had an extraordinary affection for Ma Tao.

Li Jiajia is the kind of good girl who has been cared for meticulously since childhood and has never experienced any storms. She has a sensitive and fragile heart.

When Wang Daqing retired from injury before, she had already suffered a big blow. Today, she watched Ma Tao being seriously injured and her life or death was uncertain. She received an even stronger impact on her heart and her mental state was on the verge of collapse.

Gao Fei wanted to encourage Li Jiajia to cheer up, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he just sighed sympathetically.

Qi Tian was like an eggplant beaten by frost, his whole body was wilted. He was usually the most talkative person in the team, but now he was silent.

Gao Fei could see that today's tragic defeat also had a strong mental impact on the unruly Qi Tian.

Especially Ma Tao, who usually has the most tense relationship with him, was severely injured by the Nine-Headed Dragon King in order to save him, and is still receiving emergency treatment at Tiangong Hospital. He can't help but feel guilty and blame himself.

There was not much time left for Gao Fei, so he didn't bother to communicate with his teammates, so he sat on the ground under the leeward stone wall by the lake, closing his eyes and meditating.

Next, he planned to spend ten minutes rewashing points and leveling up a bit to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.


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