Earth Destruction Plan

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As expected by Hao Zhi, after the Chongming ship canceled the "lunch" supply for the day, there was a small riot. About 20 hungry soldiers attacked the cafeteria window after receiving the notice of the suspension of meals. But soon he was taken away by the guards.

But this still does not explain any problems. After all, in a fleet of 300,000 people, it is normal for a small riot of more than 20 people.

With so many energetic soldiers, there are always a few guys who are not so peaceful and guarded, who have worked for a few hours but are notified that there is no food to eat. Everyone will be unhappy. This cannot be reported to the headquarters as an accident.

Time is still passing by little by little, and the blood moon star in space is still waiting quietly, waiting for the arrival of the best fighter...

Lieutenant General Livingston looked at Hao Zhi helplessly, wanting him to come out again.

"If the problem cannot be found from the lack of food, then we will start from the problem itself, give them food, and then find out the soldiers whose food intake has suddenly increased, and conduct targeted investigations to see if we can find out the specific cause!" As time passed little by little, Hao Zhi's anxiety became heavier and heavier. Four hours later, Hao Zhi and Lieutenant General Livingston couldn't wait to arrive at the flagship canteen.

In order to avoid any discomfort caused by the morning incident, they all changed into casual clothes. They only wore gray-green military shirts and black military pants. Soup with rice, he sat down looking for a seat.

Since they have no military ranks, they can only sit in front of the table where the soldiers are waiting for dinner, silently lowering their heads and eating, but they can't hold back their eyes and look around...

Weird, weird... The officers’ cafeteria, which was supposed to be lively and noisy, has become a place of silence, but behind this silence is a kind of uneasiness. The people here have changed and become abnormal... …

The soldiers queuing up for the meal looked dull, their throats gurgling and groaning meaninglessly, a pair of greedy eyes could not suppress their own efforts and swept towards the huge pan in the cafeteria, like a beast who had been hungry for many days. Same.

The soldiers who received the food had already been lying on their plates and gobbled them up. They couldn’t wait to grab the food in front of them and put them into their mouths, seeming to swallow them completely, no matter what they were eating, the bread. The rice, fruit and pudding were all treated the same, and there was no etiquette to eat. Even the basic tableware was not used. They were all left aside. The chyme and soup flowed along the corners of the mouth, and Lele almost spit it out.

There was a strange sour smell permeating the entire non-commissioned officer’s cafeteria. It was obviously from the soldiers who had gathered more and more to come to dinner. They didn’t know how long they had not taken a bath, or for other reasons, they all smelled stinking. .

"My God!" Lele couldn't eat his meal anymore, pushed the plate, whispered that these people are absolutely crazy!

Hao Zhi also had an answer in his heart: "At this moment, these soldiers are at least delirious or controlled by something. Although I don't know what it is, we must take some action... …"

"What action to take?" Lieutenant General Livingston also felt a furry in his heart. How could his fleet become like this overnight?

"You go to the central area and ask Liu Ye to immediately cut off all passages for the Chongming fleet to make sure that this disease does not spread to all the interstellar fleets. If that's the case, it won't be easy to clean up!" Hao Zhi whispered.

"Okay, I'll go back to the bridge immediately!" Lieutenant General Livingston said, standing up, "What about you?"

Hao Zhi slowly took his hand up under the table, holding a few plastic tethers used to tie people in his hands: "I have to grab a few typical ones and bring them back to the Ministry of Science and Technology, and study and see where the bottom is. Problems, so we can make countermeasures!"

"Good way, I hope there is still a chance to remedy it now!" Lieutenant General Livingston led the chief mate and the military advisor to put down his dinner plate and walked out. Blocked the way.

"You..." His voice was simple but numb, and his speaking rhythm was as slow as a robot. "The food... hasn't been eaten! The army...not allowed, waste!"

Middle Livingston stepped up to the officer's stand and stared, "Get out of the way! Do you know who I am?"

Being blocked by a low-ranking corporal officer on his own flagship is a situation that Lieutenant General Livingston never dreamed of before. In the past, he could scare the opponent with one glance at such a soldier. Now It's really a Huluo Pingyang being bullied by a dog!

"Your..." The big fat sergeant continued to say numbly and slowly, as if he hadn't heard what he said, "Ears are clean!"

"What kind of ears are clean? I see that your ears are faulty, and I didn't even understand what I said!" Lieutenant General Livingston stretched out his hand to push the opponent away, but the opponent seemed to be nailed to the ground. The interception black tower is general and has not been affected at all.

"Let me see your ears..." Without a word, the big fat sergeant reached out and grabbed Livingston's neck. How could Livingston eat him? Generals who can climb to the rank of lieutenant generals must reach level a or higher in both combat and physical skills, and all of them are martial arts masters.

He shook off the opponent's hand and swiftly hid in the opponent's arms. In order to prevent other soldiers from seeing, his shots were quite secret. With the cover of the opponent's huge body, he crossed his elbows against the big fat sergeant. On the weakness.

Before he hit his opponent, Lieutenant Colonel Livingston deliberately regained his strength, for fear that he would break the fat soldier. If he does this without leaving his hands, how can ordinary people stand it? I'm afraid I've already fallen to the ground yelling in pain.

But today, there was an evil spirit. The big fat sergeant really took such a hit, but he seemed to be okay. He looked at Lieutenant General Livingston indifferently, as if asking what you were going to do?

Lieutenant General Livingston was discouraged for a while, and simply did nothing. He retracted his elbows, a piece of leg, encircled the fat leg with his own leg, locked it up, and then used his shoulder to take the big fat sergeant's picture severely. Go up to the chest ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time I exhausted all my strength, seeing that there is no big opening and closing movement, the actual hidden power is very amazing, and I suddenly threw the big fat out and hit it heavily. On the floor, slid far away.

Da Pang’s huge body, like a rhino falling on the ice, slammed into a pile of food boxes, like a bowling ball. After a loud noise, he passed out and was buried in the pile of wood. Inside the box.

There was a lot of movement at this moment. Whether it was a eater, a non-commissioned officer or an officer, everyone's movements stopped instantly, and their eyes were all looking at the embarrassed Lieutenant General Livingston.

The first mate knows it badly, one of the clothes of Lieutenant General La Livingston: "Run!"

The three of them were only stunned, and then they rushed towards the canteen door 20 meters away. The soldiers on the left and right who were dining have jumped up, like a rugby chase, to stop Lieutenant General Livingston. On their way, seeing the door of the restaurant being blocked by a group of dense figures, Lieutenant Livingston's heart sank.

I'm not afraid. As a general, he has an absolutely stable mental quality, but he has to work with his men in person, he can't bear it...***3***6***9***

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