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Chapter 0744: Nighthawk fighter, Storm fighter

In the end, Admiral Gordon succumbed to Zhang Guanglie, a guy who was beyond the limits of human morality.

After landing on Guam, Admiral Gordon was dumbfounded again...

Hundreds of thousands of American soldiers, under the supervision of thousands of other American soldiers, built permanent war fortifications on Guam.

On the west coast of Guam, the fire is still burning, and the smell of human flesh wafts from time to time, making everyone sick...

Expensive aviation fuel, coupled with hundreds of thousands of substances that were burned into human oil, made it impossible to extinguish the fire on the beach on the west coast of Guam, and could only wait for it to extinguish on its own...

………………

Liu 1 and No. 3 stood quietly at the highest point of Guam, looking at the burning Guam.

"This guy Zhang Guanglie is really cruel and ruthless!"

Liu Yi said calmly.

No. 3 nodded in agreement, but looked at Liu Yi and smiled strangely:

"But in the future Su Lan, he was one of the most unswerving people who always followed Liu Shiba.

Without this scumbag, there would be no Sulan Alliance in the future..."

Liu remained calm and said softly:

"I wonder how Shiba is doing."

Hearing this, No. 3's eyes flickered, shook his head and said:

"From this moment on, no one knows what will happen in the future.

Guam is a place that changes destiny, if the tomb-guarding family does not enter the time and space channel.

Then the future will still be that future, and there will be no changes! Eventually, human beings will disappear under this starry sky..."

Liu Yi, whose pseudonym was Old Tang, turned to look at No. 3 and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Liu Yi in this life specially arranged for his young apprentice Cao Xiong to hang around that family all day long.

As long as the passage is open, he will definitely trick those people to come in! Hehe, as long as he comes in, then I'm sorry and can never go back..."

No. 3 turned to look at Liu Yi in surprise and said strangely:

"You are such a wily fellow!"

Liu Yi sneered and said:

"You are such a quirky little girl!"

No. 3's face stiffened when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't tell him, me! Who am I..."

Liu Yi shook his head and said:

"How long do you think you can keep this secret? Besides the old man, there should be someone else who recognizes you."

No. 3 was shocked and said quietly:

"You can hide it as long as you can."

Liu Yi smiled strangely, and suddenly walked over to No. 3 with a quick stride, and whispered:

"Daughter, tell grandpa! After the apocalypse, when I see the old you, did my grandson sleep with you?"

No. 3's face suddenly turned blood red, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you believe that I will slap you to death, you old shameless person?"

After saying that, No. 3’s eyes became gentle and he sighed:

"At that time, a woman gave birth to a child for him...

But, I still don’t know who the child’s mother is…”

When Liu heard this, he was suddenly shocked and said:

"What about that child? Could it be the child of Farewell or Ning Min'er?"

No. 3 frowned and shook his head:

"I don't know who gave birth to it! When I came back, it was the day disaster struck again.

The last scene I saw in my eyes was the collapse of the entire Sulan Interstellar Alliance.

No matter who gave birth to that child, he will definitely not survive in the end, unless..."

Liu Yi's eyes suddenly shot out an extremely sharp light, and he whispered:

"Unless his biological mother also sent him to that star battleship..."

No. 3's delicate body trembled, and she turned around suddenly and said in surprise:

"Impossible! As far as I know, apart from the crew, I am the only one who survived after my body and mind were separated.

And as the main computer on the starship battleship, it is impossible for any life form to escape my detection."

Liu Yi remained silent for a long time before he suddenly raised his head and said with a strange smile:

"Suppose someone secretly arranges a Feng Shui isolation formation in the battleship's energy cabin? Can your brain waves be detected?"

No. 3 was stunned when he heard the words, chewing on these words in a daze, and said in surprise:

"Feng Shui formation? What kind of Feng Shui formation can conceal human vitality?

Heartbeat, breathing, movement, these physiological characteristics are almost impossible to conceal."

Liu Yi frowned slightly and grinned:

"Do you know why my grandson is called Liu Shiba? Because the number eighteen represents the sum of the six roots, six dusts, and six consciousnesses.

A person who can understand the 3618 realms can create such a formation that closes the six consciousnesses.

In fact, your current body is essentially equivalent to the method of sealing the six senses that Liu Shiba performed for you.

I just used the advanced technology at the time to separate your consciousness and body."

No. 3 listened, with a hint of shock in his eyes, and said in amazement:

"I have never understood the art of tomb robbing and Feng Shui. It seems that there is something unique about it!"

Number Three and Liu Yi stood on the top of the mountain and talked quietly...

Number 3, who had a calm expression, suddenly turned his head and looked toward the southeast of Taipingyang, and his expression changed drastically:

"There are a large number of advanced fighter jets coming here from the United States. The speed of those fighter jets is not much slower than our Storm..."

Liu Yi's recently repaired left hand waved the mahogany sword a few times and sighed:

"Is it the mysterious figure from America, Stella? He really took action."

No. 3 nodded attentively and said:

"Stella is also an unpredictable character. What's strange is that there is no such person in Sulan after the apocalypse. He seems to have appeared out of thin air."

Liu Yi's expression changed, he stretched out his right hand and pinched it a few times, gritted his teeth and said:

"Stella is on the earth but does not belong to the earth. What kind of person is she?

The old man felt very strange. Half a century ago, this man used a certain weapon to blow up Pluto, causing a large-scale natural disaster on the earth at that time.

Based on the power and technology it controls, the United States was fully capable of dominating the world decades ago, but..."

No. 3 remained silent and said quietly:

“This is the biggest unpredictable variable in the future!”

Liu Yiyi nodded and said:

"It's not just us who are trying to change the world, there must be others. The weird and mysterious powerful people in the world are not just tomb robbers or Feng Shui masters who touch gold!"

Looking at the densely packed coalition soldiers on Guam below, No. 3 and Liu looked at each other!

"Zhang Guanglie, heading southeast, spotted a large number of fighter jets taking off from the United States.

Their speed is no less than that of Storm fighter jets, and they probably carry powerful air-to-air and air-to-ground missiles."

The voice of No. 3 sounded strangely in Zhang Guanglie's flight helmet.

Zhang Guanglie stood on the bridge of the captured expedition fleet flagship, the USS Caroline. After hearing this, he looked at the two people who were looming on the top of the mountain, and said calmly:

"Is it just that the speed is close? Is our storm faster, or theirs?"

Number 3 responded:

"Baofeng is small in size, has no bomb load, and is at least one-tenth faster than him."

Zhang Guanglie grinned and said ferociously:

"Enough! Enough to send them to hell."

Number 3 wondered:

"We only have forty Storms, how are you going to deal with them?"

Zhang Guanglie frowned slightly, looked at the forty black fighter jets on the flight deck, and said coldly:

"Let's go head-to-head, let's give it a hard fight! I think at least our storm is stronger than his, right?"

No. 3 chuckled and said:

"It's up to you! There are quite a few of them!"

Zhang Guanglie nodded and said:

"How much is your estimate?"

No. 3's smile instantly faded and he said coldly:

"Three hundred and twenty!"

Zhang Guanglie smiled coldly:

"Eight to one, let's fight!"

……………………

Today’s update is over. I’ll add an update after my left hand recovers. It’s only a few days away!


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