Although the Inquisition is indeed scary, it is not so scary in the face of the huge reward. After all, they are ruthless characters who walk in the gray area and will not be as afraid of the Inquisition as ordinary people.
But just when they were about to catch the target in the Grief Galaxy, they fell short because of the interference of the Tribunal. Of course, the fact that the target itself was very alert was also the key.
Just when everyone thought the matter was over, the mysterious benefactor sent another message, including the possible direction of the target and an increase in the amount of the reward. They immediately took action and rushed to Serenity 2, even if it was
The branch office of the Inquisition.
Now that the Serenity Galaxy has benefited from the expedition, trade and shipping are very prosperous, and the personnel have become more complex, which has created opportunities for them to take action. The only thing they have to pay attention to is time. The target will undoubtedly find a way to contact the people of the Tribunal.
The other party must be intercepted before she can hand over the items to the people of the Inquisition.
There is also a battle of wits and courage between people from all walks of life. I can only say that the reward is very tempting, but it is not easy to get.
"The signal signal just responded. That bitch should have been at the airport not long ago."
The person who spoke was a man. He was as thin as a stick. His stiff black hair stood up from his narrow head, like wheat roasted by fire. His clothes were also black and seemed to stick to his thin body, as if he had not seen anything for many years.
As for his face, it was also wild - staring eyes, a bony nose protruding from the middle of his sallow cheeks, and ears protruding from the sides of his head. But what was even more unusual than his appearance was that he
On his shoulders stands a mechanical eagle.
"We must hurry up. The miniature flare that was shot into her body last time is about to expire."
"Can you determine the location?"
"Yes, but the signal has disappeared. She should be taking a transport plane to the ground."
"Spider, go check the transportation records in the past half hour."
"Xi Xie, prepare the shuttle."
At the same time, a warship without any markings but with the highest navigation authority slowly approached Tranquility 2.
"According to the psychic wake, she should have returned here. The Grand Inquisitor's judgment is correct."
Letting the herbal smoke drift leisurely from his nostrils, the stormtrooper sergeant wearing a black carapace looked at the approaching airport with one normal eye and the implanted bionic eye protruding from his right side. He also wore the Judgment around his neck.
The exclusive rose knot for the family.
Behind him, there was not only a whole squad of stormtroopers, but also several assassins from the Death Cult wearing black combat uniforms and mercenaries with different styles.
"We must move quickly. Those greedy wild dogs will swarm us, and other inquisitors will definitely be staring at the lady and the things in her hands."
"Will the other Inquisitors stop us?"
A bald man wearing a psychic collar hissed his question.
"I thought this was a collective action."
The team leader smiled.
"Even in the Inquisition, everyone wants to compete for dominance, but these are not our business. We only need to complete the task. Anyone who stands in the way will be killed."
"clear."
In a secret warehouse in Mixi, the largest hive of Serenity 2, another group of people who also carried the rosette of the Tribunal were also gathering. The leader was a man wearing a beret with a terrifying line on his face.
The scarred strong man.
He pressed his fingerprint on the identification device of the huge metal container, and then the container slowly opened and everyone walked inside. The lighting balls were lit up, and a large number of brand-new weapons hung on the shelves appeared.
"There is a high probability that the woman will return to their previous stronghold and contact the remaining colleagues. They must be well prepared for control."
As the man spoke, he picked up a heavy sniper rifle from the shelf, weighed it in his hand, then turned around and threw it to a Death Cult sniper who looked like a Vindicare assassin behind him.
Then he picked a heavy needle pistol, stuffed it into his waist, and took two plasma grenades.
"Judge Marcus said that she must not fall into the hands of others. If it is really necessary, you can choose to kill her. So Black Scorpion, you are the last line of insurance."
The Death Cult assassin just nodded silently.
Then the man turned around and put his hand on the shoulder of a strong man whose half body had been mechanically modified.
"Vargas, you are one of Judge Inar's most trusted followers. Scyna will definitely contact you. You have to find a way to stabilize her and convince him to trust us."
The strong man's expression froze slightly and nodded.
"Yes, I will."
"Judge Inar is dead. You know, in the cruel power game of the Tribunal, followers who lose their master's protection usually end up with no good end because they know too many secrets. Judge Marcus is willing to give you
Provide protection and don't let him down."
"I will not let Inquisitor Marcus down."
The man smiled and nodded, then turned to the others who had already selected their weapons.
"Those dogs from Torquemada will definitely come after them after smelling the scent. This is Tranquility 2. You don't need to have any taboos. Just kill them when you see them. This is a life-and-death struggle."
"clear!"
After making arrangements, everyone left the warehouse and hurriedly boarded a few inconspicuous black luxury cars. At this time, it happened to rain in the nest city. In the acidic rain, the convoy entered the side road and turned to the city's main road at an extremely fast speed.
In the pouring rain, a black car roared past, and the water splashed by the puddles on the road almost sprayed Rozim all over him.
"Holy shit!"
Although he jumped back in time to avoid being sprayed with sewage on his face, when he saw that his boots and pants were soaked, Rozim still looked angrily at the black luxury cars passing by quickly.
"Do you know how to drive? It's amazing how rich you are!"
However, the other party ignored him at all and quickly disappeared in the rain.
Isvin on the side couldn't help but lamented.
"Boss, if you hadn't used such a big leverage to take all our money, we wouldn't be living on the streets in the rain now."
Rozim immediately poked the big red mohawk head in front with his finger.
"It's not recommended by Dwarf! What do you mean by an ace investor?"
The short man Dogo immediately turned around and slapped Rozim's hand away angrily.
"I've stressed, you can't point at me and say I'm short! This is my bottom line!"
"Damn it, the bottom line is no longer the bottom line. I owe so much money and the boat has been detained by others. What do you think we should do?"
"Who knew that the damn expeditionary force had changed the rules for exchanging military tickets again! And suddenly issued so many more! Everyone was complaining. I wonder if the commander-in-chief took all the money to eat, drink, and gamble in Comoros
——”
Rozim directly raised his hand and slapped the short man on the back of the head.
"You're going to die, don't go off topic, our commander-in-chief Soshiyang is capable of both literary and military skills, and he looks very handsome. You don't even need to go to Comoros to find -"
Iswin interrupted with a sigh.
"It's not me who said, boss, just go out and buy military tickets. I thought the risk was too high at the time. When it was over and it didn't feel right, that guy said, 'It's just a technical adjustment, don't be afraid.' But you see, he just took his three sons with him.
Let’s play trapeze.”
"Who doesn't know how to think about things in hindsight? Now it's useless. You count the money as happily as a fool."
Karen, who was walking at the back with Chuanquero, handed over a wet newspaper.
"Head, didn't it say that the market is very stable? Why do we suddenly owe money? Is it like the newspapers said there are heretical forces smearing and sabotaging it?"
"What the hell is this heretical force, Abaddon? If Abaddon could play this, he would have destroyed the empire ten thousand years ago."
Rozim raised his head and looked at the busy routes in the distant sky. Transport planes were taking off and landing one after another. Then he sighed softly and shook his head.
"Forget it, it's useless to think so much now. Let's go have a drink and relax, and then see if there is any way to make a comeback."
(Because I’m afraid that many readers may think there are too many branch lines, I’ll just write it here. If you want to see the follow-up, just deduct 1. Marbas will not participate in the decisive battle in the follow-up, so it’s okay to briefly mention it.)