Chapter nine hundred and sixty-six, the messenger didn't come
The pudgy major general watched Sigrid Palma's back quietly. No one would disturb the young man in front of him while he was thinking.
After drinking the amber wine in one gulp, Sigli closed his eyes, his little finger trembling at a very high frequency.
This is a sign that his brain is thinking rapidly.
More than ten seconds later, Sigrid Palma opened his eyes and glanced slightly back at the pudgy major general.
"Forget it, this is not our goal. With the frost attracting attention, the next movement will be smaller."
Shaking his head, Sigre Palma returned his attention to the most important thing in front of him.
"How far has the dragon hunting plan progressed?"
"It has reached the stage of closing the cage. There is a lot of movement this time, and the backlash from the top management will not be small."
After hearing the major general's report, Sigrid chuckled softly, "What is the upper echelon? The old-fashioned queen who represents the divine right of kings? Or those hereditary nobles who are not enterprising?"
"Or is it MPs in the House of Commons who think they have everything under control?"
With every question, the air became chillier, and the major general lowered his head respectfully.
This is why he is so respectful to the young man in front of him...
In the eyes of ordinary people, the lofty military ranks and official positions are just a matter of convenience that can be arranged casually.
Moxi Baishan has represented an eternal power since the capital star was established.
The history of the Parma family is longer than the history of the Federation...
During this long period of time, no one knew how many officials and nobles in the two houses of Congress were loyal to Moxi Baishan.
"Major General Bai Cang, remember, we are already very clearly imprinted with traditional labels, so don't go to great lengths to label us with a new force. It will only confuse other people's thinking."
"You just need to remember that no matter how new forces forge various identities... they will never be owned by us, so they will always be enemies."
If this sentence spreads, it will definitely cause an uproar among the top leaders of the entire federation.
However, during the secret conversation at this moment, the short and fat Major General Bai Cang nodded in agreement.
"Gather what can be gathered, and the rest that can be transformed over time can show appropriate kindness. And those who have firm beliefs, we must also fight firmly. The cake is so big, and if there are more people eating it, your share will be inevitable
It will be smaller.”
Sigre put the wine glass on the tray floating beside him, turned around and smiled: "Major General Bai Cang, you said... what would you do if someone wanted to starve you to death?"
"I will kill him." The pudgy major general raised his head and said expressionlessly.
"Very good, I think so too."
Sigrid Palma applauded methodically.
"I understand, Young Master Sigli, I will resign."
After seeing the young man light his chin, Major General Bai Cang turned around and strode away.
Then we will see the results of what happened tonight.
Sigrid Palma looked at Bai Cang's leaving figure and smiled to himself:
"Team S, which is wandering on the edge of power, without you, the shackles on my body can finally be loosened."
"Otherwise, there are some things that I would be really constrained in doing."
Sigrid tilted his head and thought for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards the side door casually.
Goodbye, Team S.
You will see a brand new federation. Without you, this world will only be a better place.
…
This time, the Feilong finally landed from the air and stopped at the bottom of a hidden canyon, which was one of the military's secret stopping places.
However, there was no one inside the Feilong at this moment.
Falcon, Wizard, Tank, Tyrannosaurus...
None of these people are here.
The Flying Dragon was surrounded by soldiers, and there were more than a hundred small spacecraft above the canyon that used wave-collecting rays to firmly pull the battleship from all angles.
All the energy generated by the ship's hull is neutralized by the tug of these locust-like spacecraft.
These soldiers are fully armed, and there are more than fifty A-class space all-shooting mechas standing in the square of soldiers. The weapon cover of the missile bay has been lifted, indicating that these mechas are not used for decoration, but
It is a real weapon with live ammunition.
The most bizarre thing is that no matter the mechas, spaceships, or soldiers on the ground, all the guns, muzzles, and missiles are aimed at the inconspicuous corridor behind the base.
That is the two-way channel in and out of oneness.
Six hours ago, all members of the Feilong entered through this passage.
However, until now, those people have not come out.
…
Snapped!
A whip struck the stubbled man directly on his back.
The man was hung under the roof by a hard alloy steel chain, and his back was already a bloody mess.
The torn clothes, skin and muscles have long been blended together, making them indistinguishable.
But the most shocking thing is the shining general star on his shoulder.
This is a federal...major general!
In the military base of the federal capital star, a real major general was subjected to such a punishment!
"Falcon, to be honest, I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation."
"The guy you looked down upon before is now beating you hard. Is it more painful in your heart than in your body?"
A man wearing black leather clothes and sunglasses shook the whip made of steel thorns in his hand, grinned, and then lashed out with his right hand again.
There was a snap, and there was an explosion of metal swinging in the air.
The afterimage passed over the hanging man's side.
A blur of flesh and blood was brought out in an instant.
"Hahaha, cool."
The major general who was hung up was the captain of the Flying Dragon and the captain of Team S, Falcon!
There was no expression of unbearable pain on his face, only a sense of joy.
Falcon was not holding a cigar in his mouth at this moment, nor was he wearing his signature black trench coat, nor was he holding his own heavy shotgun.
But his soaring pride was not diminished even by his tragic appearance.
He grinned, revealing his mouth full of blood, spat at the other party casually, then raised his eyebrows and whistled:
"Women, if you can, beat me to death."
"If I can't die, I will definitely let you watch your eggs being beaten into pieces while you are awake."
Snapped!
With another whip, you can even see the steel thorns passing through the muscles, and the pale bones flashing out.
The man in black leather clothes and sunglasses moved his neck, threw the whip away, and looked at the inhuman-shaped major general in front of him. He did not get angry at all, but smiled and said: "What I have always admired is your tough talk."
"But don't worry, there's nothing for you to do today. I'm just venting. Someone help me give Major General Falcon a warm bath."
Immediately, two soldiers carrying two buckets of choking pepper water walked up to the falcon and poured the water on it.
The blood vessels in the Falcon's body suddenly bulged at this moment, its body twisted heavily, and a deep beast roar came from its throat.
"Hahaha, aren't you very enthusiastic!?"
The man in black leather clothes and sunglasses laughed wildly. He grabbed Falcon's hair and pulled his head over hard.
"Do you still want to get out? But it's a pity that you can't get out. You and your Feilong will become...history."
Falcon looked at the other party's arrogant look with cold eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Is this a big move by a big shot behind the scenes..."
"The answer is correct, but there is no reward."
"Then why don't you kill me?"
The man in black leather chuckled lightly, put his mouth to the other person's ear, and said lightly:
"Because, the messenger hasn't come yet."
The Falcon's eyes suddenly widened and bloodshot eyes filled the eyeballs!nt