Son of Marvel’s God

Chapter 1166

"This is it? This is it?"

"Is there any problem?" Mark asked rhetorically, his face full of dazedness that didn't seem to be fake.

"It's fine if you are happy!" The other party has given up treatment.

But the other party has not forgotten what should be done now.

"Now I am negotiating with you on behalf of the rebel army. I now formally invite you to join the rebel army, but you also have to put down your special weapons."

The mud legs of the rebel army naturally did not know the terrible psionic warrior, and thought that Mark used special equipment.

The Federation has researched in this area, but no one officially uses these psionic users as fighters.

Mark still had memories of psionics, so he pretended to take something out of his pocket. That thing was nothing special, it was the distress signal that he had taken from the officer before.

It's okay if those guys don't move, if those guys move... hehe. When the rebel base or the team appears in the center, there will be a good show.

As for whether these guys knew about the existence of this thing, Mark didn't know, but even if he knew it, he would doubt it.

Compared to a warrior who believes that he can deliver the ability to destroy the world without relying on anything, it is more reliable that this thing has special abilities.

Yes, Fang didn't seem to have attacked Mark because Mark put down his weapons. The current insurgents still have a great demand for such fighters with strong individual capabilities.

The front-line commander walked up to Mark and proactively stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome to join us. If you can speak earlier, we should not have so many conflicts."

Mark stretched out his hand and responded, "I don't worry about you. If any of you embezzles my credit, then I will have nothing."

"Hahaha, with your strength, even if you want to kill us, it's not difficult!"

Mark knew very well that at most he was able to escape safely without being able to guarantee that he could kill the opponent's commander. He still needed a lot of equipment.

"Impossible. Although your equipment is not as good as the regular army, your number is still a lot. I should thank you for not shooting me. The siege tanks over there should be a means to prepare for the final situation when they can't agree! "Mark still has this point.

If the opponent really chooses to use a siege tank to attack, then he really can only choose to escape.

"What kind of person do you belong to? The traitor of the Confederacy? Camerian? Or Yumoyan? Or a private soldier of which nobleman?" The front-line commander only cares about which side Mark belongs to?

It doesn't care whether Mark is sincere or fake.

"What do you say?" Mark asked.

"If you are a betrayer of the Federation, then I am sorry you will be imprisoned for one month. Let me tell you the truth, we don't believe in a betrayer of the Federation. If it is Camerian or Umoyan, You have to show two proofs of your identity. If you are a nobleman, take out a noble medal."

"What if it doesn't belong to any one?"

"If you don't belong to any one, you have the ability to take the initiative to join the rebel army, do you think I will believe it? Even if I believe it, do you think the big people behind me will believe it?

"To be honest, it does not belong to any of their forces, but I can assure you that I can protect your safety on the battlefield. Forging an identity information to keep you safe, shouldn't be too much!" Mark said in this voice. Very low, only two people can listen.

The other party was startled first, and then a calm expression appeared on his face.

No matter what kind of abnormal device Mark has in his hands, his individual quality is also excellent.

With such a bodyguard protecting himself on the battlefield, his safety factor on the battlefield will increase linearly.

Faced with the temptation of life safety, it finally proved that the front-line commander had made the wisest choice.

"Okay! I happen to have an identity certificate of Yumoyan here, which can be used for you. If someone asks you about Yumoyan, you don't know anything about it. Don't you know if you don't show anything in this regard?" Frontline Commander I was also very worried about what Mark had missed, and it would be difficult to keep his position.

"I am still clear about this. I have no plans to dig my own grave."

With a new disguised identity, Mark followed the frontline commander Jerry into the barracks of the rebel army.

Two soldiers followed Mark. The muzzle was always aimed at Mark's flayer Mark. Anything unusual would cause the bullet to penetrate Mark's heart.

Two people walked into a building, and the preserved building was still intact.

I took the elevator all the way to the top floor and entered a room.

The results are not quite consistent with Mark's expectations, and the other party does not seem to plan to meet Mark directly.

Mark was in a separate small room with two automatic machine guns placed in the corner. These two things are more terrifying than the rifle aimed at him just now.

There is only a layer of unidirectional glass in the middle, and Mark can't see who is on the other side of the glass.

The heartbeat can still predict how many people are on the opposite side.

"Jerry has already told me just now, thank you for the contribution made by the insurgents. But I still have to ask you a few questions. How did you buy two Goliaths! And we checked that Trolley, there is no defensive device on the car, how did you protect that car from bullets?" The middle-aged male voice uttered two speakers from the house.

Mark raised his head and looked at the two speakers, then looked at the glass, as if he could see through the glass, and said, "I have given you things!"

"Stop kidding, that thing is just a rescue device of a Union officer, don't think we don't know it. And we have completely disassembled the thing, and it is no different from a normal rescue device." The other party became excited. , Even the two cannons around began to lock Mark.

"I am from Yumoyan, and I have the right to remain silent."

"Jerry has already told me the matter. He is my adjutant. I know all of your things. These are just fakes. Now tell me your true identity, otherwise the two machine guns will be required. Fired."

Mark didn't expect that so-called Jerry was so unreliable and sold himself as soon as he changed hands.

If it weren't for not having a choice now, Mark really wanted to kill that guy.

"Okay! The Federation has been arresting people with special abilities. I am someone with special abilities. I can manipulate some invisible force to form a shield to protect myself and the items I want to protect."

"It's that simple?"

"You believe it or not, there is nothing you can do if you don't believe me. You can investigate the federal affairs yourself!"

If the other party wants to kill himself, Mark doesn't recommend making a **** way to leave here, but the other party has not done anything yet, that means there is still room for negotiation.

After a minute of silence, the door next to Mark was opened, and the two machine guns were retracted under the floor.

Mark got up and left the room. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a group of people approaching a middle-aged man.

The man wore a long scar on his face, and his body was dressed in the uniform of the rebel army.

From the looks of it, this is not something to provoke. Moreover, with those people surrounding him, Mark guessed that this guy should be their leader.

The most important thing is that the guy Jerry looks embarrassed, just beside the middle-aged man.

"I'm sorry for what happened just now, but it's a special thing now. I have to take precautions." The middle-aged man walked up to the horse and said without any expression on his face.

Mark rolled his eyes, but still said, "I really joined your team with sincerity, but I don't really believe in the character of your rebel army. I am deeply sorry for the two sacrificed before. ."

"Sacrifice is a must. To get talents like you, what they sacrifice is also valuable. If I guess right, what you use should be what the Federation calls psionic power, right!"

"Yes! I thought no one among your insurgents knew about it!"

"I still know a little bit. I am a psionicist myself, but I have already lost that power. Those **** of the Federation made holes in my head and made some tricks to my brain." Middle-aged The man seemed to have known each other a long time ago, and he directly said this private matter.

But Mark understands that this is just the other person taking the initiative to narrow the distance between himself. Try to win over yourself as much as possible and strive for your favor.

If the two are of the same type, they will have a strong sense of belonging.

It is a pity that this method is not very effective for Mark.

"It's a pity and sorry."

"I have seen that guy's plan. Now the Federation has lost its front-line commander. It is estimated that it will be added soon, and there will still be a fierce battle at that time. Just such a front-line commander's nomination certificate is not enough, we It will give you enough equipment, what you want, and a few people for you to form a squad, which is to kill the current frontline commander." The middle-aged man's topic turned straight, and even Shang Mark was a little overwhelmed.

"It seems you still don't believe me!" Mark said.

"Yes, yes, we can't believe a guy who comes suddenly. If you can catch one and kill one alive, and buy us enough time, then I will believe you. After all, those guys in the Federation just sold one. The frontline commander, let a nail penetrate us. This kind of thing couldn't be easier."

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