The Last Kabakans

The dispute between the Nashville Federation and the Paijadaka Empire has been going on for a long time, especially in those very sensitive fringe areas, and military frictions in small areas are also common.

But both sides are not fools. If there is no careful deployment and absolute chance of winning, who would take the initiative to pick such a waste of money like a war?

So a lot of the time it's just small fights, exploring each other's bottom line and strength.

But as frictions became more and more frequent, the attitudes of both sides became more and more tense. People like Gad who kept his name incognito and only cared about eating, drinking and messing with himself inevitably felt that the war was on the verge of breaking out and imminent.

It’s just that as the two strongest camps in the interstellar world, everyone, including Joshua and his father Seibert Samuel, agrees that this war will last at least two or three hundred years, and the two parties involved in the war can Barely tell the difference.

If vassal states continue to participate and the battle line is lengthened again and again, then this time will be even more difficult to determine.

But in the end, no one expected that the Nashville Federation, which symbolized the army of justice, would be completely defeated in just over 100 years.

After all, in the eyes of all Federation citizens, the Pajadaka Empire is nothing but a mob of liars, thugs and drunks!

Even if they occupy a few planets rich in mineral resources, and capture a large group of talented beta researchers and lock them up in the underground laboratory, doing scientific research day and night, and designing the most advanced weapons for them, but the villain is the villain, they How could the war be won like this?

"Boom!" The deformed hatch was kicked open, and Joshua stood at the door with a pale face. He held the built-in tablet in one hand, and clenched his other hand tightly into a fist, his knuckles turned white and trembled slightly.

Gad looked at Joshua at the door and was obviously taken aback.

Regardless of the current situation, he rushed forward in quick steps, but before he could speak, Joshua raised his hand to block him.

The muscles on both sides of Joshua's cheeks are delicate and smooth, but at this moment they are jumping up and down because they need to work hard to restrain their excitement. His cold gaze crosses Gad's shoulders and falls on Cape Town beside him: "Milora Colonel Vitch? I know you."

There are always some dusty memories that I don’t want to be mentioned again, especially a place that looks like it has been stabbed by a knife. Even if the wound has healed, the scar can never be smoothed away.

It only needs a simple touch, or pressing a certain switch, and those muscle textures that have regrown and tightly twisted together will be torn and implicated abruptly, making people feel unbearably painful.

There are too many people connected to this scar, some are alive, but some are already dead.

Cape Town let go of his hand covering his stomach, endured the discomfort and barely stood up straight, not forgetting to stretch down his somewhat wrinkled coat.

Although he is no longer a colonel, but if you look closely, you can see the thin frost on his temples, and the underside of his eyebrows, still showing some of the unique pride and backbone of a soldier.

Joshua and Cape Town are about the same size, but slightly thinner in stature. Compared with the other party's calm and old-fashioned, his temperament is mixed with a trace of indifferent books.

Even though his face is pale now, his fists are clenched tightly, and he looks angry to eat people, but he still maintains a clear head, and he doesn't rush to grab the opponent's collar, or punch the opponent directly on the bridge of the nose.

Cape Town did not speak, and it seemed that he had acquiesced in Joshua's identification.

A colonel would become the leader of a bounty hunter. Gad probably guessed five or six points about the twists and turns.

He couldn't help but began to worry about what kind of relationship would cause two people who seem to have a deep hatred. Under the current situation, one can remain rational and the other can remain silent.

What could make Joshua more angry than the defeat of the Federation?

"I won't let you leave here." Joshua looked at Cape Town and said coldly, "But according to the tradition of the academy, you have a chance to defend yourself."

Gad's eyebrows twitched twice.

At this time, a person ran over staggeringly in the aisle, Joshua did not look back, pulled out the M102 from his waist, and fired a "bang" shot towards the floor behind him.

The baron's clothes were torn and tattered. He dragged his injured left leg while running while looking back. Just as he wiped the blood dripping from his forehead, he jumped up in fright from the bullet hitting his feet.

"I ride a horse..."

The fire in his heart had already gone up a few feet, and he was about to explode with his throat, but when he met Gad's eagle-like eyes, it was immediately extinguished, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"...what... the situation... ah..."

Gad looked him up and down, and snorted with the corner of his mouth curled up, but didn't say a word.

The baron glanced back into the passage, then looked at Gad, then moved tremblingly to one side, and asked cautiously: "Boat...captain...we...can we go...too late? , probably...can't leave!"

The fuselage of the Woodpecker shook again, and the communicator buzzed, but there was no news from Keller and Dahei.

Cape Town let out a breath and asked, "How did you get hurt?"

"dog!"

The baron straightened his back and said eagerly, and the next moment, he grinned his teeth in pain because of the tearing wound, gasped and added, "Worse than a dog! What the hell...fucking chasing and biting me..."

It sounded a little aggrieved, but Cape Town just shook his head slightly, after all, he is also in danger now.

Joshua took a few steps forward and stopped when he reached Gad, but he still kept his eyes fixed on Cape Town in front of him.

The pheromones of omega in estrus are already strong and fragrant, even if they are temporarily marked, the alluring sweet fragrance still fills the entire cockpit unscrupulously, disturbing everyone's mind.

The baron suffered from Gad's loss not long ago, and now he is seriously injured and can't take care of himself. Even if he has the courage of a bear, he doesn't dare to change his mind at this time.

"Did you raise it?" Gad boldly asked when Gad turned around.

"Oh!"

Joshua flicked his wrist, and the bullet landed in front of the baron with a "clang", which made him take a few steps back in fright.

"What a fierce omega you are!" the baron gritted his teeth and muttered a few words. He wanted to run away, but he didn't seem to have a better plan than staying here.

So I had no choice but to shrink to the side cheekily, squatting down to find the emergency kit to deal with the wound, just in time to see the little curly lying unconscious on the ground.

"What do you want to do?" Gad glanced at the self-absorbed baron and asked softly.

The author has something to say: come, come, come!Ah Yao's late update is finally here! !

Recently, I have been so busy that I have been under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, there are little angels!

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