After Becoming a Little Sister

The former looked around, opened his mouth, and then lowered his voice: "What was your former opponent...?"

The intelligence officer of the fleet thought for a while, pointed to the person who went out before, and then pointed to himself: "If we go together, we may not win."

"……what?"

"Each forward four assaults, we must ensure the maximum combat power, go up together, and then drag the other side to die together." The intelligence officer didn't know whether it was to explain to the other party, or to excuse his own captain's previous hesitation: "So We want to preserve our combat power as much as possible, we are not very adaptable to the current combat.”

More than just dying together, it is common for all members of God's Civilization to be reckless, flying the D flag to hit the enemy, the sea king, or even the friendly army.

Under such a major premise or the background of a major war, suddenly assigning a magician with long-range attack means to rescue is probably like a cavalry throwing away his bow and arrow, and then preparing to fight with only a long knife. The opposite side is as shabby as desperately, and it is true that I have broken my arm.

However, this strong battlefield-style behavior pattern is a bit too intense in the current environment, so that the liaison officer of the task force didn't know how to respond for a while, so he could only laugh a few times, no longer make a sound.

"Wait a minute, it might be a landing battle." The intelligence officer took out a small cane from his waist: "Here, take it."

"……what is this?"

"Portable four-shot small fireball, I don't think you have that kind of gun with you."

"I'm in charge of communications and intelligence work, so—" the liaison officer thought for a while, and took it over: "Okay, how do you use this?"

"The button on the side, point to the front, and press the button."

"Thank you, but I may have nothing to give you. Our equipment is officially distributed and cannot be transferred."

"So do we. This is for my own use, and combat equipment can't be given away casually."

Do you carry four bursts of small fireballs with you?So full of martial arts?

The liaison officer looked at the button with the safety locking mechanism, and carefully put the thing in his pocket.

All right, my own cooks can go to the front line when necessary, I am not afraid, but I hope that there will be no time when this thing is useful...

After a delay of more than ten minutes, the hovering frigate dropped its magicians and part of its air power, picked up its speed again, and left in a hurry.

What the leaving fleet didn't notice was that after they left, a huge shadow passed by the sea surface, and then followed the direction they were heading, and swam silently towards the Faroe Islands, like It's a giant school of fish in the sea.

……

……

"Retreat!"

The lieutenant colonel looked at the huge wall of fire burning in the middle of the street, his face flickered by the light of the fire.

"Master, that's not right!" The staff officer next to him tore off a wrist wrapped around his arm, and even pulled off the broken pieces of wood and the clothes on his arm: "These guys have become stronger!"

"...I can see it." The lieutenant colonel looked back at the other side of the street: "They were afraid of fire before, but now they can actually cross the second blockade... What are these things?"

The evolution speed of the other party is far beyond the imagination of normal humans. From the soft and sticky big octopus at the beginning, it seems that it has begun to evolve a carapace that can resist firearm attacks, a thick skin that can resist fire, and Lots of slime, just a few faces.

This feeling of seeing the opponent's speed of light become stronger, for a soldier who is trying to control the situation or at least master the characteristics of the opponent, it is probably as uncomfortable as being pointed at with a gun. It is a kind of life and death that is not in his own hands Powerless and angry.

It's just that the lieutenant colonel was still able to survive, or he didn't feel that he was the savior of the world.

He is very clear that his task is just to delay time, and to drag these monsters with the ability of "fitting and transforming" back to the ant colony to make a feint attack, so he doesn't expect to kill the opponent much, instead he has always used To attract the other party's attention.

"Is the gas station ready?" He turned around and asked the engineer beside him.

The battalion sergeant chief nodded: "Reconnected to the remote control line, but let me be clear in advance, I have never bombed a gas station, I really can't grasp the scope and strength of the explosion, we'd better stay away!"

"No matter how powerful it is, it won't be able to blow up a bulletproof car half a street away...Go, pull it again, gather some monsters and detonate it."

"Does this really work?"

"It's not that it's useful, but that's all we can do." The lieutenant colonel said and looked back at the familiar long street.

At the end of the street was still the port management building, but there was no sound at all.

This means that the so-called defensive position that the building itself can rely on has become a joke—sure enough, I shouldn't count on those guys who go to work, but then again, didn't I already have this cognition from the beginning? ?

Forget it, just treat them as ordinary people. It is already the greatest help for ordinary people not to run around.

Just when they were planning to set up a trap to trap such a large number of octopus monsters, something strange happened.

The octopus monsters suddenly stopped moving...

As if disconnected, all the octopus monsters that were still active and were still eating instinctively stopped moving.

Those who resist will naturally not let go of this opportunity. Seeing that the opponent who was fighting for life and death in the last second is disconnected, they will take advantage of its illness to kill it.

But looking at the entire local battlefield, this sudden silence seemed particularly depressing, and even gave people a sense of panic that the storm was about to come.

"what happened?"

"Look—look over there! What's that!!"

PS: continue tomorrow

Section 1525 1336.4 - False Mercy and No Mercy (90/120

All the octopus monsters began to retreat. They didn't care what obstacles or blows they encountered, they just returned to defense blindly, and finally began to gather in the shore area.

An unprecedented ferocious figure, stacked and gradually climbed into shape, its volume may be several times larger than all the titan monsters TPC has ever seen.

"..." Ernierlong waved his jet sword and cut a nearby big octopus in half, and pressed the communicator: "Commander, have you seen it?"

"I see, a biological electromagnetic field of this scale is almost catching up with EMP!" 』

Not only the people present saw it, but under the real-time detection of optical satellites, such a guy whose body was comparable to a shore embankment was particularly conspicuous.

Perhaps it is difficult to see the man-made buildings on the ground with the naked eye in the space station, and seeing the Great Wall is also a beautiful imagination, but this guy may really give it a try...

"So what does it mean? Doesn't it mean that if I don't transform, it won't change?"

『Perhaps the other party has been stimulated by something, and the threat level is higher than yours. 』

"Then what should we do now?" Er Ni'erlong frowned: "I'm not sure I can control such a big guy now, a fight will definitely raze this port area to the ground, so don't even think about it." Saved people, wait for the body to be collected."

"The Archangel-class frigate will arrive in your area in 18 minutes... Could it be because of the Archangel-class frigate? ! 』

The intelligence analysis officer at the headquarters hesitated, and proposed a factor that sounded a bit disgusting, but in fact it was logically consistent.

"According to what you said, doesn't it mean that as much support as we come, it will become more threatening? In that case, don't fight!"

Ernierlong gritted her teeth: "It's either to fight or withdraw, I'm not under your direct command——if it's really impossible, I'll find Mian!"

Whether Alia will have a better way will not be mentioned for the time being, but if this repetition continues, the giant dragon species, which has always been known for its decisiveness, really can't stand it.

At least Aliya knows her temper, so she won't talk to her about the truth...

The headquarters is also a little numb, but it's not because the opponent has become bigger or changed into another form, but a helpless prediction based on the current information. The evolution form of the opponent is probably the same as what Ernierlong said before. It's the same as 'the more you come to support the other party, the more threatening you become'.

You must know that from the perspective of the scientific research department of biological form analysis, the other party may not even have that octopus-like form.

Rather, that form is more suitable for the corresponding evolution of the other party's activities in the sea. Now that the other party has landed, he has begun to appear abnormal many times.

If this delay continues, the reinforcements will certainly arrive, but the opponent will also become stronger. Is it all worth it?

It's just obvious that the headquarters is not monolithic, and new voices will soon intervene, even sounding a little surprised rather than happy.

"Isn't it just right that it transformed!If all [-] are gathered together, can it be driven into the sea?Then we can come to the rescue! 』

"Do you think it's a sumo game?" Ernierlong was amused: "If the activities of large creatures can be controlled so easily, then the other party will have been dead for a long time, do you know what it is?" How strong will it be!"

"..." The command was silent, because they really didn't know.

However, at this stall where everyone was stalemate, a new communication came in.

Everyone was shocked--Alia! !

"It's me, Fennys, what's going on with you?" As soon as Aliya opened her mouth, she went straight to the topic: "Are you sure you can control it?" 』

"...No." Ernierlong restrained his anger a little bit: "Your Majesty, that guy is not difficult to fight, but he is too big. I can win if I fight, but it will destroy the surrounding environment... people here should Quite a few."

"Command?How many people can be identified in the Faroe Islands now? 』

"We have counted the residents of the Faroe Islands that are currently in the file. There are almost 4 people. However, it will take a long time to evacuate people on this scale. We—"

"Okay, I see, 4 people. "Alia interrupted the headquarters: "We can't save so many people. Even if we smash all our mobile forces, we can only ensure that the city where the referee department is located is basically wiped out, let alone rescued people." You are also incapable of killing the hordes of death. 』

The headquarters did not refute this statement, because everyone has already known that the death group eats radiation.

If the nuclear bomb bombs the opponent, isn't that the same as meat buns beating dogs?

In addition to nuclear bombs, even a full-bomb ground-washing fire coverage cannot guarantee sufficient lethality and damage range, which is simply an unsolvable paradox.

"It is necessary to fight, but you can't count on Fennys as a dragon. How far is the frigate?" 』

"At present, there is still about 15 minutes of voyage to reach the destination. 』

"Go around, don't walk in a straight line, put down all the luggage and personnel from the east bank of the landing site, and hang the D flag at the ramming angle—Fennesse!" 』

"I'm here!"

"Transform to scare that... what is that thing?Now it looks like a wriggling poop-everything is fine, you expand your form, don't be stingy with energy, give it pressure, let it gather as many individuals as possible of the death horde. 』

"But in that case, casualties—"

"When did you start worrying about casualties?This is not the character of your dragons. "Alia laughed: "Don't worry, Master Rosenberg is ready for the apocalypse strike. When the time comes, the frigate will guide and strike as accurately as possible. The released personnel can clear the area and evacuate the ground. . 』

"Yes! I understand!"

"Go ahead, leave the rest to me, you can just confront it, or if you feel uncomfortable, just bite it twice, is this food delicious?" 』

"It's not tasty, like eating tires." Er Ni Erlong recalled the taste of chewing hard rubber, and stuck out her tongue unconsciously.

As for how she knows what tires smell like, that's another matter...

"It's not tasty and it's bad. This kind of creature has no value left behind. It's a pity that we can't confirm where the core of its consciousness cluster is. Let's hit it first." 』

"But the rescue—" In the triangular relationship, the headquarters thousands of miles away were hesitant to speak for a moment.

"what country are you from? 』

"...I am a Briton. 』

『Isn’t the staff of the top five present at the headquarters? The information obtained by the TPC is a bit broader. Let me put it this way. Except that the Republic does not border and has no coastal harassment, the other four—including Maozi, if they don’t act quickly, they will all enjoy the Faroe Islands. The same treatment, you can't understand the map or do you need me to explain the polar routes to you? 』

Just kidding, where are the Faroe Islands?

Up north, down south, left west, right east, north is across the Norwegian Sea along the Norwegian coast all the way to the polar direction.