The blue gaseous cloud seemed to have substance surrounding the starship falling from the sky. This was a transport fleet composed of 500 huge space barges. The ground was shrouded in a huge shadow, and the colorful lights of the airport lit up one by one. The dense wireless signals embedded under the flat ground of the apron automatically started, emitting radio waves into the sky to guide the unmanned barges to enter the port. . The large transport vehicles in the isolation corridors on both sides of the apron are already ready. As soon as the starship lands and the safety inspectors board the ship for inspection, they will transport the refined ore in the giant ship cabin to the factory.
Chen Ping and a rough-looking middle-aged man hid in an inconspicuous shadow. Hot gas penetrated from high altitude, and the first starship began to slowly descend.
"How are you preparing?"
"Don't worry, everything is ready." The middle-aged man waved his hand boldly, as if he had everything in mind. A wave of heat came over, and Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of coldness flashing through his narrowed eyes.
The ground shook violently, and the huge metal bracket collided with the ground and made a deafening noise. A cloud of dust mixed with heat waves rose into the sky, and there was a pleasant fragrance in the hot air. Chen Ping rubbed his nose greedily.
¡°It¡¯s just those of you who don¡¯t come to the airport often who like the taste of Blue Cloud.¡± The middle-aged man chuckled, took a cigar from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.
"To be precise, this is the smell of 'Lanyun''s corpse." Chen Ping smiled calmly, "And only the newly deceased 'Lanyun' can emit this kind of aroma. Are you a 'Coiba'? It's worth a lot of money. !" Chen Ping glanced at the cigar dangling from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth intentionally or unintentionally.
The middle-aged man's left hand while lighting the cigar paused, "Haha, you know you can get anything in my profession. This is the only inventory I have, so don't try to take advantage of them."
"Don't worry, I don't smoke at all. It's not like you don't know."
"Hehe, yes, yes."
One by one, giant ships landed slowly, and the quiet apron began to become lively amidst the swirling dust. Interstellar Customs' anti-smuggling boats appeared above the tarmac with flashing blue and yellow warning lights, and black inspection vehicles from the Ground Security Bureau's Security Audit Office also began to pour into the airport. Everything seems to be the same as usual. Chen Ping slapped the middle-aged man on the shoulder who was smoking a cigar silently, "Let's go and pick up the goods."
The middle-aged man puffed out a puff of smoke, a little confused, "Just the two of us?"
¡°Let¡¯s look at the ¡®goods¡¯ first!¡±
Not long after the two left, several figures appeared out of nowhere in the void not far from where they had just stood. "No. 6, something is not right. Please tell everyone to be careful."
Starship number 132-11-7, under the confused eyes of the middle-aged man, Chen Ping slowly opened the huge metal gate, revealing rows of neatly arranged containers.
"'White Bird', if I remember correctly, you and I were in the same group who entered the League of Gods."
"That's right." The middle-aged man looked at the container in front of him doubtfully and nodded affirmatively. "It was already more than ten years ago." The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, which seemed to be a sigh and a sigh.
"Do you still remember the oath we made when we left Charno?" Chen Ping walked to a container and stood in front of it, saying slowly.
"Remember! Why are you talking about this?" The middle-aged man took a few steps back, an inexplicable light flashed in his gloomy eyes, and he watched Chen Ping's back warily.
Chen Ping raised his hand and grabbed the metal handle on the container, but did not turn the handle. "Then you should also remember the fate of traitors?"
The middle-aged man had a look of horror on his face, "Chen Ping, listen to me"
Several vague figures suddenly appeared in the void, and one of them shouted urgently, "Quick, stop him!"
"It's too late!" Chen Ping raised the corners of his mouth, with a cold smile on his face, and firmly grasped the metal handle with his right hand and pulled it down hard.
"Boom" Fires soared into the sky, and the earth shook. When the 10,000-yield thermonuclear bomb was detonated, a huge shock wave swept across the entire airport. The transport barge docked on the apron was thrown into the air like a toy. All objects within a 500-meter radius of the core are instantly broken down into the most basic particles. Six temple knights and a group of supernatural warriors were directly swallowed up by the flames. The ordinary sergeants hiding around the airport also suffered heavy losses.
When Yi Lexiang conveyed the information he received from Zuo Ma to Chen Ping, the experienced agent immediately realized that he might have been exposed. The experienced Chen Ping did not panic, but secretly investigated whether there were any sources of leaks within the secret service intelligence network without revealing any traces.exist. Soon, he targeted a veteran agent code-named "White Bird" who was lurking in the Holy Alliance at the same time as him. And "White Bird" was the agent who informed him that a transport fleet had recently arrived on the planet Gesar. With the help of the secret society, Chen Ping learned that "White Bird" was secretly detained by the Shenmen League Secrecy Bureau the day after he sent the message and soon rebelled. And the transport fleet that happened to appear was naturally a "bait" thrown by the Secrecy Bureau, with the purpose of catching Yi Lexiang and others who had sneaked into the planet Gesar. The only good thing is that the secret service organization has always maintained a single line of contact, and currently only Chen Ping is exposed. Next, Chen Ping used a trick and replaced the mecha with a thermonuclear bomb, and finally died together with the enemy at the airport.
Chen Ping had long been prepared to die. Once a senior agent like him is exposed, there are only two options: death or betrayal. He chose the former. Only by cutting off his line could he avoid the exposure of the entire Charpiao astronomical network lurking on the planet Gesar. Ten years is a long time for everyone. For a latent agent, Chen Ping has lived in life and death, fear and frustration almost every day in these ten years. This is a period of time for everyone. This kind of suffering is also a kind of test. Someone once said that time is a good medicine, a good medicine for forgetting the past, but ten years of hiding did not wear away Chen Ping's loyalty to the motherland. Even if he is unknown, even if he has no earth-shattering achievements, even if the most glorious moment in his life is the moment when he pulls the button to activate the thermonuclear bomb and perishes with the enemy, what he did is compared to the soldiers fighting on the front line. What he did was equally great.
When Chen Ping activated the thermonuclear bomb, Yi Lexiang and Three Thousand Iron Armors also secretly gathered outside the Jade City. Their guns were loaded and their swords were unsheathed. Together with them, there were thousands of warriors from the secret society. Yi Lexiang did not dissuade Chen Ping from his decision to die with the enemy. Chen Ping's fate had already been determined. Compared with the torture he would suffer if he fell into the hands of a person with supernatural powers, death was a relief for Chen Ping.
There was no heroic pre-war declaration, nor was there any exciting and murderous scene of the confrontation between the two armies. Thousands of people stood silently on the plain. In the fierce wind, the fighting spirit soared into the sky. Three thousand armored war gods who have experienced hundreds of battles, thousands of silent secret warriors, and thousands of eyes looking at the tall military camp walls vaguely visible in the distance above the ground, this is a battle to the death. . The enemy already knew their purpose, and the opportunity Chen Ping bought for them with his own death was fleeting.
There was a roar, and a slender mecha figure jumped out of the crowded battle formation and rushed straight into the enemy camp; there was a burst of thunder, and three thousand armors followed closely behind.
Under the setting sun, Zuo Ma calmed down and felt the fighting spirit filling the sky and the earth.
The machines that rushed towards the Divine Alliance's military camp seemed to be given some kind of life, like powerful demon gods returning from hell. They were fearless, fearless, bloodthirsty, and murderous. He felt that There is a certain spirit that has condensed into substance floating in the space, like the reappearance of the god of war, or like a devil emerging from the abyss, it is incomparable.
"Charge!" Zuo Ma shouted loudly,
"Charge!" Thousands of dead members of the secret society shouted loudly, and their figures flashed, and a battle that once again shocked the entire interstellar began.
As early as when Yi Lexiang and others were gathering, spy satellites densely distributed in space had discovered unusual movements outside the military camp.
The shrill sirens above the military camp resounded through the sky.
One after another, heavy-duty mechas slowly drove out of the warehouse, the gloomy muzzles flashing with cold light; each mecha appeared on the ten-meter-thick metal wall at some unknown time; the empty lawn in the military camp Slowly moving to both sides, revealing a secret landing pad hidden underground, fighter planes roared into the sky.
This is a three-dimensional barracks in the shape of a hammer. The ground is covered with war clouds, and the ground is also well prepared. The gates slowly closed one after another, and the hidden turrets and laser beams were activated one by one. 5,000 supernatural warriors quickly sneaked into their respective defense points. In the combat control room located 200 meters underground, Yang Haojun stood with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes slowly scanning the tactical screen in the hall.
"Old president, do you think Yi Lexiang has a chance to escape this time?"
"There are no absolutes in this world. You and I are all mortals. Who can say clearly what will happen in the future?"
"Haha, aren't you a 'prophet'? Can't you predict whether the God of Luck will still be on Yi Lexiang's side this time?"
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Yang Haojun stood silently for a while, but did not receive an answer from Mi Zhiqing. He suddenly realized, "This Yi Lexiang is a 'traitor'. Haha, it's no wonder."
"Yang Haojun, you and I should stay away from worldly disputes. Aren't you afraid of divine punishment if you do this?"
"God's punishment?" Yang Haojun laughed dumbly, "I didn't expect that a wise man like you would believe this. Worldly disputesAfter all, regardless of the battle between spiritual power users, isn¡¯t what they are fighting for in the end all the world? To put it bluntly, it is all a struggle for power. Have you ever seen that person get punished by God for this? What's more" Yang Haojun sneered a few times, as if he was dismissive of Mi Zhiqing's words. "Speaking of the art of prophecy, old president, what do you think the future of a mere mortal like me is? "
"You? You are just a person who deserves death but is not dead. Do you really think that no one can find out the origins of you people? Yang Haojun, since you leave that place, you cannot escape birth, old age, illness and death, and you cannot escape the laws of heaven and earth. Do you really think that everyone has been oblivious to what you have done all these years? Maybe in the end, you will be nothing more than a knife in the hands of others." Mi Zhiqing shouted sternly.