After Becoming a Little Sister

To be honest, this is much more stylish than the black organization like the winery, but overall it is still not exciting enough.

And the reason why it is not powerful enough, or dare not use force, in the final analysis is that the hard power is not good-it seems that the Silver Cross has not yet developed mechanical beasts and biological weapons suitable for large-scale application on the battlefield, and it does not have the confidence to turn the table back then .

"The large organizations in the dark world do have the power to overthrow small countries in underdeveloped countries, but it also depends on who they are, right?" Aliya sat back and tried to persuade: I don't want to say more, Tanzania, can you do it? "

Des Moines thought for a moment, nodded, then shook his head again.

"It's okay to crush, but more...not."

The fighter jets in a chicken house like Tanzania have several mechanized brigades and even a regular army of the Air Force Regiment, which is not considered weak.

Although the mechanized brigades are all five-wheeled and variously modified, and the air force regiments are all J-[-]s, the military is the military after all, and its combat effectiveness will increase exponentially after it is formed.

At the beginning of the Utan War, Amin had the support of Gaddafi in the downwind situation, so he was counterattacked by Tanzania to the capital?

The stragglers are tough for a while, and the overall organization is weaker than others. Even if the beheading operation is successful, there is nothing they can do for the follow-up governance development. It is impossible to operate a country into a larger dark world organization, right?

Moreover, apart from the role of leaders, the formed military command system also relies on mid-level and lower-level officers. The Silver Cross does not yet have the ability to mass-clean out mid-level and lower-level commanders in tens of thousands of modernized troops.

With that ability, they are not the Silver Cross, they have to be the Ministry of Internal Affairs...

This is also the main reason why Des Moines has always felt that the ambition of the Silver Cross has little chance of winning. Times have changed, and it is no longer the Middle Ages when the church ruled Europa. Instead, Mustache never had such a sweet dream.

Even if they support Germany to re-infiltrate the Europa League from the financial and political fields, this does not mean that a new interest alliance can be truly established.

Aliya raised her chin and looked at the other party: "Mr. Des Moines, don't forget that your Germans are not only the original West Germany."

"?!"

"Okay, that's all for now. If you tell me today, I won't admit it. We only talked about the Poseidon. Those in the submarine base look at your own initiative, and look for the one inside your organization." People, it is your sincerity."

His sincerity (×)

His vote certificate (√)

As for the undersea bases, the subjective initiative is also false. The aircraft carrier battle group has been driven to the top of the sky, and can it retreat?

But now that Des Moines has limited access to information, as long as he agrees, then everything that follows is nothing more than an excuse to change the name to be more legitimate.

The dark emperor who stirred up the situation in the dark world is still playing big chess today. Although he talks about who is serious, who plays big chess, but when it comes to appetite, her appetite is better than anyone else, and the chessboard is better than anyone else. They are all big, and they are truly heaven-made chessboard stars.

Perhaps this is the sequelae of working hard in a different world for many years?

It's not unreasonable for the puppet Gumu to transform her into Stalin.

Moreover, it is impossible for Aliya to gain any benefits from such a possible catastrophe. Europa is not Eastern Europe, it is scattered in itself, and there is no possibility of disintegration and tears.

It would be better to say that even if she has benefits to grab, she has no motivation, and she is not short of money.

So she is just innocent...

Des Moines finally chose to bow his head. He was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of the other party's intimidation, but the Silver Cross could not refuse this benefit.

Even if it's not real now, even if there is a slight possibility, the future will become an opportunity for a comeback——

"Please give me a glass of whiskey, less ice, thank you."

He was resigned and agreed to hand over the submarine base and keep the secret of the Republic's 'spoils'.

As for the other conditions, they naturally agreed together without even bargaining.

In other words, he himself has no room for bargaining.

Des Moines closed his eyes, relaxed his shoulders, and leaned back on the chair back: "I have to admit, you are a real... devil, a demagogic devil, you even know what I want better than me ...Are you really only 18?"

"Silly boy, do you really think I'm your little girl?"

Alicia stood up with a smile, and faced Des Moines' eyes that opened suddenly, she smiled lightly.

She pointed to her epaulettes: "Do you still think this is fake?"

"...You look very deceptive." Des Moines was a little convinced.

With this kind of strategic cognition, even he seems to see the flowers in the fog, but the other party has given a vision from a high-level plan.

Even if an 18-year-old girl has such a heart, she does not have such a vision. It is a grand world view that can only be honed through life experience.

To put it plainly, this kind of bad water cannot be brewed by normal people. Even among the P club players who need to be killed, there are not a few such dark-bellied super war criminals. This is not just talent. The question is more about practicing true knowledge.

"Indeed, but my good sister's looks are just as deceptive."

"White head Taixuan... How many such existences do you have in your republic?"

If it is Baishou Taixuan, maybe it can explain all this?

The other party is also an immortal like Baishou Taixuan, who has experienced the turmoil of the last century.

World War I, World War II, Cold War, the rise and fall of great powers and their sudden disintegration, if you have seen those details as a witness, then the so-called ambition of the Silver Cross can only be regarded as a trivial matter.

You must know that the white-headed Taixuan was the one who pointed a gun directly at Goring's fat head when the Three German Empires were at their peak...

"Who knows, maybe very few, maybe everywhere."

"Even if it's everywhere, it's impossible for everyone to be like you, right?"

"How is it impossible? Just read more books. After he leaves, we are all him, but there is no need to show it."

"A manifest need to..."

"Yeah, our personality is born like this, we can't change it, we can get by, even if we endure a little bit, we can persevere."

When Aliya pulled the door to leave, she stopped and turned her head slightly: "But don't think that we have forgotten everything in the past. What our predecessors can do, we can do now, and we will only do it better. Let's go And beyond - he's always there, in all of our hearts."

"You...if you're not Alicia, who are you?"

"I'm just an ordinary citizen of the republic. I read a few textbooks during the compulsory education stage, and I can recognize a few words. Don't the textbooks in your country teach you this kind of thing?"

"……No."

"Then who can be blamed? Maybe this is life. Textbooks are very cheap in our country. If you are not sensible, read more books. Bookstores sell them everywhere. You can learn as you live."

"..."

PS: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1110 1090-Sister Immortal gradually understands all this

Aliya's side is the same as that of Hiroko's water, just enjoying the pure and wicked happiness, the friends on the other side also woke up.

Like Des Moines, they can only vaguely remember having a strange dream, but they can't remember the specific content.

Anyway, I remember it was very explosive, it was as explosive as an epic war, maybe I played the role of some kind of soldier in it?

There are very few evildoers like the fairy sister. Forcibly recalling most of the contents of the 'dream', even decades later, she still remembers what happened in the illusion, which means that her mental power has become so strong that it is not inferior at all. At the level of a giant life form like Puppet Gumu, as long as the psychic power is stronger, it is not Puppet Gumu who will kill her.

Even in the evolutionary civilization of creatures proficient in spiritual power in the world of divine grace, creatures that can do this are rare, and others cannot learn it. If she is placed in the territory of the high elves, there is a high probability that she will be Treated like a giant panda.

Of course, it's more likely that the high elves, with their hearts in scientific research, reincarnated into the same style as the dark swordsman Ajin, and started to use Lu Yanling's power to mess with moths...

Thanks to the good finishing mechanism of the puppet Furuki, those who originally retained their clear consciousness, such as Xiong Luoli, Bai Dongcheng, did not feel the illusion of being in another world. When they woke up from a dream, they naturally picked up the front and back and retreated to the ship. top memory.

At most, there is still a little fear of the huge roots of the puppet ancient wood.

Although the puppet ancient wood is more afraid than them - who is the monster!

Does anyone really play TNT fried graphics cards outside of MC games? !

"Where's my sister?"

Xiong Luoli rubbed her small face, and gave herself a rua: "My brother-in-law—bah—where's that nasty stinky woman?"

The little white bear next to her yawned, rolled over and hugged her like a koala, and continued to sleep soundly.

Not long after waking up, the muscular sister Gui Aige moved her arm and looked away from her arm that felt like it was injured.

"Miss Fu, it seems that she hasn't woken up yet. The eldest lady is not on this ship."

The hospital ship of the Republic is very big, but it can't fit more than 6000 people. Xiong Luoli thought that the other party was receiving treatment on another ship, so she didn't think much about it.

She yawned and stuffed the little white bear into the bed, and tried to get off the bed by pulling her short legs, carefully testing where the ground was.

"..."

Gui Aige, a loyal and degenerate muscular sister, watched her short legs scratching the edge of the bed and the ground for several seconds, then coughed lightly to cover up her abnormality, and hurriedly picked her up and put her back on the bed: "What's the matter, Tell me, and I'll do it."

Xiong Luoli gave her a blank look: "I'm going to the bathroom!"

"I—oh, I'll take you there."

At the beginning, Lianhua helped her go to the toilet, and then set a record for the oldest bedwetting among the blue star's new generation.

Spicy shredded chicken with smile Jiuquan...

After Xiong Luoli went to the toilet, she didn't want to go back to the ward to rest: "Let's go and have a shower—why are there so many people?"

"It seems to be transferred here to ensure safety." Muscular sister Gui Aige looked at the non-lethal weapons on the opponent's body, and squinted her eyes.

Perhaps it should be reversed, to restrict the movement of some people on board, and the other party has a special stun gun on his waist...

After crossing the layers of guards on the hospital ship, Xiong Luoli walked all the way to the deck under the watchful eyes of those scrutinizing eyes. Only then did she see a few familiar people, which made her somewhat relieved.

She thought something earth-shattering had happened, what was it like...

The khaki-colored sister held a cup of tea, yawned and blew the sea breeze on the deck, and the hem of the windbreaker was blown up.

Xiong Luoli took a serious look at the opponent's jio, black silk beautiful legs, size 38, suddenly felt dull.

Beside him was Little Baili rubbing his forehead. Bai Dongcheng was angrily educating her, but the former didn't seem to listen at all.

The khaki man was talking to people not far away, pointing at the bottom of the boat. A group of soldiers were hoisting something from the sea under the boat.

Xiong Luoli drove her Gang Damu over there, and looked down the boat curiously: "Why are you here?"

"Oh, Xiao Song, are you awake too?" The khaki color wildly pointed to the underside of the hull: "Old buddy, the dungeon is fixed to drop."

drop?Nautical mile?

Xiong Luoli burped greasy almost for no reason: "Bluefin tuna?"

"Yes, and there seems to be more than one. In terms of size - the one I picked up before weighed more than 600 kilograms, and this one seems to be smaller."

It’s okay to be small, you add up to a ton, right?