Zerg's Serving Guidelines

hesitate for a moment

He came later than Ka.

On the [-]th, hundreds of parasites were arranged to go with Alec.They traveled across the barren sea of ​​stars.Alek maintained his aloof attitude and never exchanged skills with the parasites.During the day, he only appears in the corridors and bedrooms, and at night, he quietly opens the door of the training ground amidst the sound of snoring, to test his strength in recent days.

He didn't want to turn into a little waste the next time he met.

Alek was sweating profusely, wiped the sweat from his stomach, and lay down on the bed.On a cold night, the reflection of the city in the distance lit up the night sky, and the aircraft engine roared, and they landed on the port of K778.

There was a cloud of smoke in the port, and the brown mist of brown smoke hung like long ears on everyone's forehead.It was the first time Alek saw that the parasites were actively doing business with local traders, and they did not hesitate to spend their meager banknotes to buy large quantities of brown-patterned cigarettes.

Alek stepped out of the aircraft.Walk along the traffic trench to the front of No. [-].

"Can't you taste it?"

Parasites don't feel anything about most foods. Although alcohol and tobacco can stimulate their senses, not all alcohol and tobacco can play the same role.

Parasite No. [-] opened his backpack, and two low-level parasites were specially responsible for packing the brown smoke for him.He said: "Because you can't taste it, this kind of taste is very precious."

The origin of the brown smoke in the Vimea front has already fallen into the hands of the parasite.

But they don’t know how to grow tobacco, and they are not good at processing tobacco. The brown-grained tobacco wood in the place of origin has been taken care of by them to the point of dying.

Where is there room left for the rest?

Then there was a very funny scene: the parasites who mastered the origin of the brown-patterned tobacco frantically snapped up the brown-patterned tobacco from the origin of K778.

In the woods and on the hills, there are gusts of breeze blowing like the wings of an invisible bird; the weeds beaten by severe frost exude an indescribable melancholy smell.Alek was already drunk, so he didn't want to add another crime of smoking.

Standing at the gate of the aircraft, he watched new shopping needs constantly emerge from the dark crowd.The parasites have strong individual strength, but they have not cultivated a complete manufacturing system and industrial system.Just looking at the scene in front of me, it is really in line with the "friendly trade" agreement signed by the Zonghuang and Kali back then.

Around the dark port, the lights were dimly on.

Alek could only see a group of black figures surging from a distance.They crossed the roadway and went on a rampage.

"They're starting to feed us rotten meat!" a voice shouted angrily, "Master the port!"

"Bastard..."

"They've had their fill, parasites! blood-suckers!"

"They still sell our brown-patterned cigarettes, and use our money to eat delicious food and drink spicy food..."

Several people nearby looked back frequently, and Number Seven pulled back his belt, ordering the low-level parasites to help him take back the purchased brown-patterned cigarettes.Alek saw the person in charge of the port rushing forward, and the military female in charge of port security blocked the way of the crowd.

The person in charge of the port waited until the voices had died down, and said sharply: "Shut up! Don't say it now! It's all clear. But what injustice has happened to you. I will appoint a committee to investigate his work ...Glico, tell me what problems you have encountered..."

Glico signaled his men to put down the pot of stinky soup. He kicked the pot and saw the dirt inside spilled all over the floor. "The port is responsible for delivering the food every day. Tell me what it is."

It stinks.

"Send him to the supervision office!" The people behind booed.

Another wave of yelling suppressed the words of the person in charge of the port.

The Supervision Office is another force.In the eyes of the outsiders, the Zerg is like a cake that is getting bigger and bigger. When it grows bigger and stronger, there are countless knives and forks inside to divide the cake.In order to contain the original military department, the political circles were strengthened, and the Council of Elders was born in order to contain the two.Apart from the most important political organizations of the Zerg, countless small factions have formed within the organization.

In a word: if the end is too big, it must be folded, but if the tail is too big, it cannot be dropped.

Alek didn't focus on the current commotion.

He watched as the furious army females arrested and escorted the pot of soup to the person in charge.After a few hours, Wen Jiuyi, who was still wandering in the star sea, received an order: There was a mutiny on the planet K778, and he went to positive pressure immediately.

"Whose news is this?" Wen Jiuyi asked.

Nino looked at it and said, "It's from the Southern District Government."

Wen Jiuyi thought it would be all right.

He had originally planned to go there, but the political affairs soon had nothing to do with them.If it was really a mutiny, Wen Jiuyi should have received a direct communication from the military.

Nino asked: "What should we do? Should we go as the Platinum Flower Star Bandit?"

"Put on the logo of our Biochemical 778 Department." Wen Jiuyi followed the marching route map attached to the order and marched towards K[-], "wait and see what happens."

On planet K778.

It was a small fight at first, but a dispute broke out between the two sides pushing and shoving.Under the watchful eyes of the parasite, the two sides began to use weapons.

No. [-] walked over leisurely, leaning against Alek and said, "They are all young people." His tone made Alek feel extremely uncomfortable.

"If it was their ancestors, they would probably choose to kill us." No. [-] poked Alec with a smile, "None of them call you Alecidya."

Alek really didn't notice this problem for a while.

His heart was completely aroused by the chaotic battle of the young military females in front of him.Judging from the behavior of both parties, they didn't realize how abominable the parasite is, and since Alessidea's betrayal, all the information about him has been uniformly deleted. No young man mentioned it.

Ga, who was catching up, watched this scene sadly.

With some time to go to the port, he shouted, "Stop—all stop!" He waved his hands, trying to stop this appearance.But the blood on his forehead burst open again, and Glico was in the center of the melee, smashing his fist into a man's face.

Jia rushed forward, and with his trembling hands, he pulled away those people in the melee.His eyes fell on both faces, young people of his own race, they might be the children of his comrades, the children of his friends.On the other side are military females with skinny hands, scars on their faces, and mutilated bodies of varying degrees. This is a group of military females who have been transferred due to injuries.

And the parasites, their real enemies, watched with interest with their hands in their pockets.

"Stop beating!" He yelled angrily, his heart filled with sadness, "Aren't you ashamed? Are you not ashamed?"

The Vimea battle line is lost.

The tiger beetle has no home.

Now they can all be like stray dogs, fighting their own people in front of the enemy because of a pot of stinky soup.This was far beyond the imagination of Jia more than 20 years ago.

"Glico! You son of a bitch! Now send this pot of soup back and put away your things!"

"Officer Jia. Are we going to swallow this breath?"

Gal squinted at the logistics chief Glico.He stepped forward and slapped this former subordinate, and for the first time, he yelled desperately, "Who is that—who is that! You have embarrassed us Zerg."

Number Seven coughed twice, and said to Alek, "Actually, we didn't pay much attention to this face."

Alec's clenched hand loosened, then clenched again.

Now he grabbed his head, now his hairpin, now his gun.Racking his brains, Alek couldn't think of a good response for himself.Based on his power, he is now Alecidya, so he should be on the side of the parasite.

But he is the real Alek after all, even if Jia may not remember his name clearly, Alek hopes that he and those military females can stop this farce.

"Face, face!" Glico covered his mouth after half of his face was swollen from the beating, his eyes shot out an angry fire, "Yes, you are amazing. You are from the former Tiger Legion, and you guard the old days. Glory."

He pointed at the young people behind him, "What about us?"

"Aren't we tigers?" He slammed his cap on his feet, and for the first time since he came to the regiment, he yelled desperately: "You judge! You shoot me! Shoot me now! Die, I don't think I'm wrong... Why, we should eat stinky soup! Don't earn any money for these blood-sucking bugs!"

Jia stood silently for a while, when he looked up at the strange young females again, "No matter how bad your life is, you can't do this."

There was a palpable sense of resignation in his voice.

"Why can't he do that?" Number Seven said with a smile.He came down from the height and kicked the pot of stinky soup aside, "Everyone has the right to choose."

He took out a brown-patterned cigarette from his pocket, put it in Jia's palm, and said to Jia almost in a whisper: "I remember you, it's not easy to survive."

20 years ago.

The day before the accident, Jia's troops were on the first line of defense.But on the morning of the parasite's attack, they were replaced by Alecidian troops fresh from the front.

In order not to disturb the frontline parasite scouts, the tiger armor females walked along the stone hillside covered with a thin layer of snow.They plan to cross the snow mountain to another port and retreat to the second port.

That day, the frozen gravel rolled under their feet, and the wind rolled up the fine snow. The wind and snow became bigger and bigger, and finally cut off their heads and limbs like knives or bullets.

The parasites raided the tiger armor team.

Jia and Parasite No. [-] met briefly that day.

"Look at your back." Number Seven said with a smile: "The best brown-patterned smoke really needs to be planted by people of the tiger beetle—haha, obviously your younger generations have not integrated into your will."

Jia didn't dare to look back.

He knew he was on the verge of collapse.

Number Seven said: "Look at it. Your sacrifice, the sacrifice of the Tiger Legion, the sacrifice of the entire Tiger species is meaningless."

Gray skin lines slowly rose from Glico, from countless tiger armor descendants.

The author says:

I have hesitated for a long time, but I would like to say sorry to the readers.

I don't think this book is well written.There may be reasons for opening the book too hastily and too impatiently.But the more important reason should be that my own skills are not good enough, and I don't have a deep understanding of the core of the story.It is a bit difficult to achieve the same feeling as the previous book. The only thing I can think of in this book is to finish the outline and update it on time.

It won't be like this in the next book.During the time of updating this book, I will try my best to improve it and improve my writing skills. (tears)

I hope everyone will forgive me for a series of situations such as cavin and broken updates that may appear in the future.

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