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    1972, Frankfurt, Germany.  Nia was sitting in a command vehicle disguised as a courier transport vehicle, using large headphones to listen to the sound sent back by the bug.  The bug was installed in a church one block away from the command vehicle, and the live broadcast of the ongoing Christian extremist rally in the church was continuously sent to Nia's earphones.  "Aren't you going to attack yet, mom?" Nia looked back at the fox sitting on the recliner knitting a sweater, and asked impatiently.  "Nia, do you know why I can't let you inherit my mother's intelligence agency? It's because you are too impatient. Waiting a little longer has its benefits. Even if you can't achieve the goal of fishing for a big fish in the long run, it is still worth it."  "But there is another word: long nights and many dreams." "That's why we have to make complete preparations, and this kind of preparation also requires patience and a lot of time. Although intelligence work does have a certain relationship with personal qualities such as cunning and cunning, but  In the end, the most important thing is patience and time." Nia looked at the fox helplessly and finally gave up: "Okay, be patient. But I don't think we will catch the leader this time.  "Mom, haven't you given up on training Alulu to be your successor?" "Of course, now Alulu is actually starting to be interested in this too." "She has been listening to you talk about spies every day since she can remember.  The story, it¡¯s strange that I¡¯m not interested at all. Not only did poor Alulu¡¯s nickname finally become her real name, but she was also deliberately groomed by the old witch to become a female spy leader. " "Although I am old, I will spank you.  You still have the power, Miss Nia," the fox said half-jokingly.  Nia also laughed: "Look! Now you are threatening your daughter, let's call you an old witch!" In this way, the two mother and daughter started to bicker, and everyone else in the car looked helpless.  expression.  But the two soon became bored, and Nia shouted "No more, no more" and turned her attention back to the monitoring earphones.  Just at this time, the voice in the earphones that until now had been leading those fanatical fundamentalists in singing and preaching suddenly said: "Today, a heavyweight came to our venue. He is the former executive of the Church of Necessary Evils in the Vatican.  The leader of our fundamentalist sect! We invite Father Andrew!¡± Nia immediately turned to look at the fox, her eagerness palpable.  The fox behaved very calmly.  "I have been tracking him for so many years, and there have been various secret battles, and it seems that today we will finally see the result." The fox put down the needle and thread in his hand and stood up slowly, "Nia, are your troops in place?" "It has been a long time ago.  "Ready." "This is your new Spartan's first appearance, don't mess it up." "Don't worry, the kids I train are top-notch, they can't go wrong."  After saying that, Nia picked up the phone and gave the order to attack New Sparta, who had been waiting for a long time. ? ** John finally received the order to attack. He took a deep breath, then concentrated on moving the magic muscles wrapped around his limbs.  He stood up.  Wrapped in a powered exoskeleton, John is 2.4 meters tall and looks powerful.  He picked up the Gatling cannon and looked back at his team.  Six soldiers who are also equipped with powered exoskeletons form this team. Gatling cannons are the basic equipment, but two of them hold rocket launchers and grenade launchers respectively.  "'Mom' said it was a suppression mission, don't screw it up," John said to his team members, "Especially the two of you who are holding explosives, make sure that every shot explodes just right and no innocents are harmed."  "Of course," the Grenadier said nonchalantly, "We are professionals." "Okay, let's go!" John turned around and jumped. The magic muscles of the powered exoskeleton allowed him to jump to an astonishing height.  , easily passed over many cars parked on the side of the road, and landed steadily on the other end of the street.  The others, like John, jumped, landed, and followed John's pace toward the goal one kilometer away at full speed.  At this moment, multiple identical teams are outflanking the target from all directions.  John has seen the church.  The enemy has discovered the strange situation, so they have adopted a defensive posture. People with weapons poured out of the church and are seizing various bunkers in the church courtyard.  John opened fire, and the electric Gatling minigun sprayed out a dense rain of bullets, knocking down the crowd rushing out of the church with extremely high efficiency.  John relied on the strength of the powerful exoskeleton to maintain the stability of Gatling's strafing, allowing the bullet rain to cover the crowd just right.    Several other people also opened fire, and the crossfire ruthlessly swept the extremists to the ground, and then a grenade with a smoking tail streaked across John's field of vision.  The orange-red flame flower bloomed in front of the church.  At this time, the team coming from other directions also started shooting, and the bullet rain covered the church from 360 degrees without blind spots.  The people in the church broke the centuries-old stained glass of the church, mounted a 40mm machine gun on the windowsill and began to fight back.  John opened his shield to block the shrapnel from the exploding machine gun shells. He relied on the size of his powered exoskeleton to skillfully use the cover that the warrior warriors' huge magic armor could not use, and moved towards the machine gun.  Cannon rushes out of the window.  But before he could reach the window, the rocket penetrated the window.  The force of the explosion collapsed a quarter of the roof of the church. At this time, the communication came: "Are you going to demolish the church? Don't do this, I want to arrest him alive. That's what she has been tracking for so many years."  "Old enemy!" "You all heard it! Take it easy!" John yelled, jumping over a large number of tombstones and landing in front of the church window.  He seemed to have broken the frame as he passed through the window, but that was nothing of note.  John landed firmly on the ground, looked around the interior of the church, drew out his short gun and calmly knocked down several enemies who tried to resist.  At this time, an old man shouted, rushed into John's arms, and then fired the grenades bundled together.  Although it was an old model from World War II, the explosive power of the bundle was still astonishing, and the old man who committed suicide was immediately wiped out.  John was a little dizzy, but he managed to steady himself.  The computer of the powered exoskeleton told him that the body could still function, but that its efficiency had been reduced by about 50%.  But it doesn¡¯t matter, the team members are about to enter the church anyway.  John said to the people in the church who were looking at him in horror: "We want to capture alive a man named Father Andrew. Where is he?" "I am Andrew." An old priest came to John. He seemed to need no one else.  He wouldn't be able to survive for many days if he were captured. To be honest, John doubted whether this guy was the real target.  The old man seemed to see through John's thoughts. He sneered twice and said, "It's all over if you take me to see the fox. She will know if he is the real fox at a glance." John thought for a while and reported through the radio: "We  Capture the old man who is the suspected target. "I heard your conversation. The old lady said it was him. Bring him here now and kill everyone else. These extremists can no longer become law-abiding good people."  Understood." John replied cheerfully.  (The editor said that the new book "Galaxy Overlord Breeding Notes" will be officially synchronized to the Genesis web page next week. Well, now readers who don't want to go to Qidian can really read it here. If it's not enough, I still hope to go to Qidian.  Please vote for me and support me. Finally, congratulations to Lao Gan Daddy for winning the LPL Summer Championship.)
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