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The Third Army’s drug promotion program once again encountered Waterloo. Those soldiers who are old-fashioned and believe that they can rely on their own power are not willing to take M05. At least they do not intend to take such unknown drugs before their officers give a hard order.

Especially after seeing the battle between Mo Ye and Luo Yuning.

That's the real Saint-level strongman, and one move can kill thousands of seconds.

Taking medicine will ruin the future advancement, as everyone knows, they are not willing to give up before they reach the last wall.

Hasn't the situation been met yet?

What's more, the battle against Zerg mainly relies on technological weapons and group combat.

Admiral Enoch’s military faction was repulsive of God’s new medicine. After finding out the internal spies of the Third Army, this sentiment increased a lot.

The death of the Third Army Commander was not an accident or a failed raid attack, but a man-made conscious trap and conspiracy directed at the God-given Pharmaceutical Industry.

It is too suspicious to kill the chief who opposed the promotion of pharmacy in the military in order to promote the pharmacy.

Even if there is no direct evidence, this suspicion alone is enough to make the soldiers in the army dislike the God-given pharmaceutical industry.

Admiral Norham has learned from Yan An’s latest experimental deductions. As an old fox that has stood the battlefield and survived political struggles, he thought more and more than Yan An. A little further.

Nowadays, the status of Admiral Norhan in the empire is also very embarrassing, and the bureaucrats in Fengjiang who have lost their trust in the emperor and hold heavy soldiers in their hands, no matter what behavior they take, they seem too untimely and too sensitive.

The situation in the Weilan empire can be described as muddy water.

At least in this situation, two people in the empire were happy.

God-sent Master Mitchell, even though the M05 promotion in the military is not as smooth as expected, this road is still going out. In the private sector, the difficulty of drug promotion is actually much smaller.

Just choose an appropriate time.

Mitchell looked at the reports reported by his subordinates, with a warm smile on his face, "Very well, the Fourth Army, the Seventh Army, and the Eleventh Army have begun injections of drugs throughout the army, which only takes a few months. Those who question the effects of drugs will see that amazing change, and those strong soldiers will give us huge surprises."

"As long as the Weilan empire has achieved results, other countries will not turn a blind eye, they will focus on the strength of the fighters of the neighboring countries, and our new medicine will become a miracle that many people pray for."

"Yes, young master." Uncle Lan was relieved to see things going smoothly.

"However, the Yehyan Explorer Group was really annoying. This time the Third Legion showed up that the two saints were their own, two, there were actually two saints." The smile was still, Mitchell's voice It was a lot colder and colder.

The rapid defeat of the Zerg battle was completely unexpected. If Mo Ye suddenly appeared and won the Zerg commander in one fell swoop, this battle was enough to bring down the entire third army, not the fight against the third army now. Medicine cardiotonic.

However, war is not the focus of Mitchell, he cares about the promotion of pharmacy.

"Isn't there any news from the Free Confederation?"

I have been talking well before, but suddenly the contact person has no message. Mitchell feels that this matter may be changed. "Uncle Lan, I ordered to go down and check what has happened in the Free Confederation."

"Okay, young master."

Mitchell flipped the screen, and the picture stopped in a battlefield broadcasting news. The Star Alliance Allied Forces destroyed another wormhole, and the morale of the Third Army of the Weilan Empire greatly increased the remaining Zerg troops.

Seeing this news, Mitchell's mood suddenly fell by two percentage points.

At this time, the emperor of the Weilan Empire, the eighth prince Meng Zeer, holding a smoky gun and spitting clouds and watching the people in the hall looking for *happiness~ for the fun, the mouth was filled with ridiculous ridicule, and the eyes were full It's cold.

A banquet is being held in the hall of the Beyond Palace. The noble children of the empire gather together to listen to the cheerful music, stepping on the joyful pace, intertwining with each other, dancing with each other, celebrating the victory of the Zerg counterattack.

The live video of the Batu Star counterattack is playing in the suspended light curtain in the center of the banquet hall. The latest news subjects of the Weilan Empire have always been based on patriotism and the baptism of war.

After the war, the video recorded by the Zerg destroys the city, the imperial citizens who fled in panic, the destroyed homes, the sacrificed sergeants, the planetary defense system, and the recorders of the soldiers are more shocked after being edited.

The brutality of the war is revealed.

Of course not eggs.

Right below the war video, above the performance stage in the banquet hall, the most famous song and dance troupe of the Imperial Capital is struggling to perform.

The beautiful young performers twisted their enchanting bodies on the rhythm of the music, and the bright and sweet songs that flowed in a sense of **** (sense) flowed out and spread to every corner of the banquet hall.

The dim and flickering neon lights danced in the night, red, green, and green, and the guests were already indifferent. They were more excited in the live performance of the Royal Capital Song and Dance Troupe.

Music, dance, food, wine, luxury Chinese costumes, cheers and laughter.

All this is in stark contrast to the ruined planet in the Battle of the Battle of Batur, making it look like a comic play with ridiculous content, but the people in it don't feel it at all.

Zerg's aggression has not stopped, one wormhole has been destroyed and thousands of others have stood up. What is it worth celebrating in such a luxurious way?

The eighth prince Meng Zeer smiled at the house of noble children who were looking for fun. These were the so-called pillars of the future of the empire. He stood up and rang the ancient clock hanging on the second floor.

"Clang~~"

Everyone's attention was drawn.

Menzel raised his wine glass and tapped twice, then shouted to everyone on the first floor, "For the victory of the Battle of Batur, for our powerful army, for the empire, toast!"

Menzel's shouts received a burst of response.

"For the empire!"

"For glory!"

"Cheers!"

The atmosphere is suddenly warm!

"How can those low-level zerg be our opponents, if it was not for my old man to stop it, I would go to this battle, and surely make those worms cry and want to crawl home from the wormhole."

"Oh, the reason why this battle has been dragged for so long is because the command of the Third Army is unfavorable, and even the commander of the army has sacrificed."

"The two saints are really powerful."

"quite pretty"

"Holy class, they may be older than your mother. Who knows how old the old demon is, you would not be interesting."

"I can't see it anyway..."

"..."

The disadvantage is that Luo Meizi is not at the scene, otherwise the power of broken eggs and serial kicks will surely make these chatty aristocratic children kneel and cry, "Mom save me."

Menzel saw everything that happened at the banquet at a glance, casually watching, such a noble, such a royal family, his great father emperor actually attempted to glorify the glory of the empire for another millennium, and if it continues to be peaceful, it may be lingering For a while, it was a pity that things were not satisfactory. The Zerg blew the horn of the war ahead of time, and the Weilan Empire bear the brunt of it as the first battlefield. Perhaps this is fate.

Meng Zeer's eyes became more and more determined, watching the night of the light curtain sweeping through the thousands of Zerg warriors in the battlefield, spit out a thick smoke, the smoke lingering so that he could not see his look.

At the same time in Burgess,

The four tragic spies finally failed to persevere under the torture of Xiaohei. Their physical indicators were all normal, and even the biochip could not detect any abnormalities. They were so smooth, like they were asleep, But their souls are receiving the most terrible torture and flogging.

Wanting to call for help but not responding, there was nothing but darkness in the surroundings, and only the most terrible nightmare deep in their hearts in silence.

Everyone has a nightmare in their hearts. Sometimes they hide too deep to make people forget. But once they give a little guidance and open a gap to them, they will roar out of the tremor that makes the soul fear.

Obviously, Xiaohei successfully opened up the inner nightmares of these four spies, letting them survive without struggling to survive, struggling in fear.

Dark magic and undead magic are disgusted by so-called decent magicians for no reason. Look at the dead man, don’t look too miserable.

Mo Ye looked at the pale boy with a blank expression and licking his lips. He couldn’t help but give a compliment. It was really talented. The undead knight was converted into a necromancer. If this matter is passed back to the mainland of Logar Those old ladies are not having a myocardial infarction, but it's pretty Coke.

As the most low-level spy workers in the intelligence chain, these four people actually do not have much valuable intelligence.

But at least one crucial point was made clear. They and Almunia’s killers were not in the same department, and the person in charge was different.

As for who they are at the top, they do not know. Their mission to Burgess is actually vague, lurking and investigating.

"Mo Mo, who said you sent these people?"

Mo Ye looked at the head of Yan Da, who burst into the corner of his eyes, and pierced directly, "You know." This is a positive statement.

"Who, who is who?"

"Which **** sent it?"

Luo Meizi looked at Yan An with a look of expectation, and waved her delicate paws to inquire, so much, you don't open your mouth again. I mind the posture of fist.

"Eight Princes of the Weilan Empire."

Luo Haifeng was a little surprised, "He? Isn't he the well-known prince of the Weilan Empire? He has a lot of eating, drinking and playing, and the evaluation on Xingwang is also negative."

Betty also looked at Yan An, waiting to explain.

Yan An glanced at everyone and looked at the small eyes looking for knowledge and thirst. "He is not so simple on the surface. Recently, the emperor emperor always took him with him. Do you think it is a whim to show fatherly love?" "

Yan An's eyes revealed a meaning of "Sao Nian, you are too stupid".

Despised by the head.

The eighth prince is not simple, that is for sure, and his relationship with God is also ambiguous, that is, he does not know how much he knows about the new medicine given by God.

The relationship between Shenci Pharmaceutical and the Weilan Empire has always been a little brother and big brother. This relationship was a bit cold before. Recently, it has become hot again. The Zerg invasion and the listing of M05 4 have played a key role.

From the spy of the pseudonym Baja, Mo Ye got some valuable information.

Shenci Pharmaceutical has a liaison in Burgess. If these four people had originally been unable to reach 11, they would rely on that liaison to find a way to enter the high-level social circle of Burgess's government administration.

However, they have already been put to death before taking action. The spy work is so difficult and dangerous. Why didn’t he know it earlier? He only hated being ignorant when he was a child. The terrible result of entering the wrong words is really unbearable. How many The profession can be repeated. If God gives him another chance, then he will definitely say to the man who abducted him as a spy, "No, labor and capital should not be done, resolutely not!"

The spies of the God-given pharmaceutical industry are also very concealed. Burgess has also been screened by several traitors so far, in order to avoid a large area of ​​accidental injury, it will inevitably leave a few leaking fish.

There seems to be a little fat fish missing, and it's finally taking a look at this moment.

Mo Ye ticked the corner of her mouth, and her mood got better.

Hello, the first reaction to hearing a spy at home is happy, are you still normal?

Mo Yezheng was unable to start with God's blessing. How did he want to get Xiaoqi out of it? Someone sent him to solve his worries. Naturally, he was happy.

Insiders, this is really great.

As for the eighth prince, the royal family is entangled, and the empire has no interest in plotting her. If it has nothing to do with Oswald, whoever wants him to rebel.

In the northern hemisphere of Burgess, there is a small clinic on the prosperous business street, and Dr. Payton, who was introduced to Burgess as an excellent medical worker, is being treated.

People in the interstellar age will also get sick. When cancer and AIDS are completely overcome and cured, new diseases also appear. This is the screening program of the universe. If the human population is likened to viruses and the disease is used as anti-virus software, it has always been The renewal has never stopped.

Ordinary families cannot buy a medical cabin, and using it requires the guidance of a professional doctor.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Have you done a basic test? Show me the report."

After hearing the response for a while, Payton looked up and saw Burgess's unknown spiritual idol.

"Ink pharmacist!"

The surprised expression is just right.

"My God, I didn't expect to see you here. Is this true?"

"Button" Mo Ye's right index finger and **** are placed close to the table, and the table is tapped twice slowly and rhythmically.

This was the first code word that the spy had joined the contact.

The smile on Peyton's face became stiff and unnatural, his heartbeat kept accelerating, and he was found, really found, no, impossible, he didn't do anything. How could he be found somehow.

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