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849 Scratch the mouth

This time, the password could not be filled in. In front of the flashing computer, two magicians lined up on the left and right, pressing the shoulders of the black-clothed magician in the middle with their hands, imprisoning each other so that the other party could not use magic.

"Tell us the mastermind, and we will give you a good pleasure." He punched the opponent in the stomach, and the leader of the Ailan Hill magician asked fiercely.

The magician in black who attempted suicide vomited blood and laughed loudly: "I'm not even afraid of death, so go ahead and fight! I won't say anything!"

"Idiots! What you are doing is murdering all the magicians in this world!" The leader of the magicians, Alan Hill, shouted angrily: "You deserve to die, are you going to kill all the magicians in this world?"

, are you willing to kill everyone?"

"You degenerate people who took refuge in Elanthir! Do you deserve to be called a magician?" The captured magician sneered repeatedly and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground: "Bah!"

Knowing that if he couldn't break through the opponent's psychological defense, he would definitely not be able to get any useful information. The leader of the Ailan Hill magician added another punch: "Idiot! How do you know that the path we are taking is not the right one?

Ailanthil represents the future of magic! But you are just a drag on it!"

"It doesn't matter! We have failed anyway! Whether you will be liquidated together depends on your luck! Hahaha!" When the magician spoke, blood kept flowing from his mouth, and even what he said was

It started to become blurry.

"Can't you pry the mouth open?" The officer of the Eilandhir Heavy Armored Grenadier carrying a weapon walked in, looked at the bodies of the two magicians who committed suicide, and the flesh and blood on the ground, and asked in a calm tone.

"A bunch of lunatics! Brainwashed lunatics." After punching the captured magician again, the magician from the Airanhill Empire took a step back unwillingly, leaving the scene to the mortal commander.

The officer in the exoskeleton armor walked to the computer, typed two commands, and then entered some text - on the computer, a series of feedback began to refresh continuously.

"The missile body has been destroyed... It seems that this missile cannot be used. The nuclear warhead has been violently disassembled and needs maintenance before it can continue to be used... It is recommended to scrap it..." The officer moved away from the display screen.

Looking at it, he walked to the captured magician and murmured in a low voice: "Do you know how expensive this thing is?"

The magician turned his head away and did not even look at the mortal in front of him. In his opinion, a mortal was not worthy of questioning a magician.

"Selling you and all the minced meat on the ground is not worth the price of a rocket engine." The officer's steel boots crushed the suicidal magician's chest twice, accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

Said: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Just watch and don't let him die... Give it to the interrogation team. There is no mouth they can't pry open!"



"Report! General! We have regained absolute control of the T-177 missile base. In addition, just now, the stubborn enemies in the T-132 missile base have been completely eliminated." An officer spoke to the person guarding the big screen.

Chief of General Staff Luo Kaihui reports from the front.

"At the beginning, I thought it would be more convenient to let these idiots steal the nuclear warheads. Anyway, we can remotely activate or deactivate these nuclear warheads." Luo Kai nodded and said, "Wait until these idiots transport the nuclear warheads back to their country.

, we activate the nuclear bomb again, and when the time comes we find the location of the nuclear explosion, and by following the clues we can find the real culprit behind the scenes."

"But then I thought about it and realized that this matter was still risky. If these madmen did not transport the nuclear weapons back to their own country and were lucky enough to leave one in our country, things would be difficult to handle." At this point.

, he paused: "Besides, I don't think your Majesty is in the mood to play with these idiots."

Although the strategy of following the clues is simple, the opponent is not a fool. As long as Elan Hill does not fall into chaos, it is impossible to steal the nuclear warhead.

If you still run to your home with a nuclear warhead at this time, what is the difference between surrendering and surrendering? Once you know who the mastermind is, and Eiland Hill's counterattacks follow one after another, how can there be any chance to negotiate threats?

Therefore, this long-term strategy of catching big fish is simply unworkable. Unless the other party is a fool, it is impossible to be fooled.

At that time, after the other party realizes that something is wrong, it uses magic to destroy the nuclear warhead, and loses the missile silo to act as a barrier container. The nuclear contamination may spread to a larger area. That is the real loss outweighing the gain.

It would be better to suppress the opponent in a nuclear bomb silo. Even if the opponent does detonate a dirty bomb, the impact can be minimized.

"So, it's better to follow the normal procedures and kill those stupid guys in the end." Finally, Luo Kai said: "Let's wait for His Majesty's order. We can just be prepared and wait for His Majesty's decision."

The opened nuclear bomb silo was slowly closing. Next to the dismantled nuclear warhead, the last man in black was breathing heavily and desperately holding the long sword in his hand.

Just ten minutes ago, he had imagined that he could leave with a nuclear warhead and escape from the siege. But now, the cruel facts told him that he really thought too much...

At this moment, he had run out of ammunition and food. He had not thought about using magic to destroy this damn nuclear warhead, but he found that he was wrong, how wrong it was.

This huge nuclear warhead is not afraid of fire... He didn't know how much high temperature it would have to withstand when it was running, so he underestimated the heat resistance of this thing.

There is no way to destroy the shell of this thing with fire magic, and there is no way to make this thing leak the nuclear material inside using electricity or other magic.

He regretted that he had not prepared some mortal weapons such as explosives - but it was too late to regret at this time.

In fact, what he didn't know was that it was precisely because they insisted on not preparing anything like explosives that they were able to lurk and take action, avoiding the eyes and ears of Elanthill's intelligence personnel.

If they had purchased explosives and guns, their actions would have been targeted by people from the Special Operations Department of the Royal Guards of Ireland.

"Long live the magical world!" Using all his strength, the last remaining magician put his long sword across his neck.

What he didn't expect was that before he could cut it hard, a black shadow appeared behind him, stopping his movement.

"Grab it!" A Chris' super god puppet ordered loudly after kicking the fallen sword away and stepping on the magician who fell to the ground.


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