The Rockets of the Spirits Start

Hearing everyone's answers, Xia Bo, who is obviously the king of the fire element, his eyes became colder and colder. He silently put down the teacup he was holding tightly in his hand, walked towards the door and said in a calm tone:

"It was the old man who wasted the time before. Team Rocket's base is on a small island not far from the southeast coast."

"Because I don't know how to command, the commanders are still up to everyone to choose. The battlefield is set on that small island, and the attack is on time at three o'clock in the morning."

"That's it, the old man will take a step first."

The trainers of the police department staying in the room saw Xia Bo walk out of the room, hugged the back of the platypus directly, and disappeared into the night like a fiery red shooting star.

The people who were still very calm just now, who seemed to have no idea about the position of the commander, immediately became a quarrel in the room.

There was only one handsome blond boy wearing a light blue search officer uniform, who quietly walked out of the room while everyone was making noise, took out a communication device from his backpack, and sent a message with a red logo to the headquarters. information.

...

Quartz Plateau, Alliance Headquarters.

At this time, the undercover agents placed by the Rockets in the league all received orders signed by Banmu himself.

They used various means to sneak into the government building where Damalanchi and senior officials were located.

Although these undercover agents do not know each other, only the buttons with the letter R on their chests can prove their identity as members of Team Rocket.

But none of these meticulously cultivated dead soldiers flinched at this time. They all gathered in the reception hall on the second floor, and the undercover agent with the highest position arranged the next task.

When the time on the watch came to 2:30 in the morning, the undercover Rockets, who had identified their targets, walked out of the living room openly and approached the guards.

Seeing dozens of familiar faces walking towards him, the ten alliance guards in charge of guarding the elevator did not feel the slightest bit of vigilance in their hearts. One of them even showed a warm smile and asked everyone concerned:

"Are you also here to participate in the combat meeting? The people above arrived a few hours ago, please hurry up and give me the procedures."

After the undercover officers heard the guard's words, they also showed a smirk that they were used to, and the highest-ranking police officer came forward and replied:

"Ah, Minister Jun Shasui called us to come here, you can use the phone to ask for confirmation."

Hearing that there were no written procedures, the guard who was questioning just now dutifully turned around, ready to use the phone to ask the staff in the combat hall.

At this moment, the undercover agents of the alliance, who were close enough to the ten guards, were led by the highest-ranking police officer.

With extremely simple movements, in less than a second, the ten guards were dealt with with bare hands, and their Poké Balls were locked.

Seeing that the road leading to the combat hall on the sixteenth floor was open, the undercover agents of Team Rocket immediately divided into three groups.

A group of people got on the elevator and went straight to the combat hall where the high-level officials of the alliance were located.

A group of people stayed in place and began to deploy Team Rocket's ultimate technology, the miniature bomb.

The last two people left tidied up their clothes and walked quickly to the empty intelligence department.

...

battle hall.

Chairman Damalanchi sat on the top seat, quietly listening to the discussions of the surrounding alliance officials, as if the alliance had already won the war.

Suddenly, the secretary standing behind Damarachi leaned over to his ear, and reported to him in a very soft voice:

"My lord, the mole has started to move."

After hearing what the secretary said,

A faint smile suddenly appeared in Damalanchi's eyes, he glanced at the officials in the battle hall, jumped off his chair, clapped his hands, and said loudly to everyone:

"Everyone, news from the front line, Yulongdu and Xiba have occupied the light red base of the Rockets and killed Apollo and Athena, the second of the four generals. The alliance has basically won the final victory."

"The overall situation has been decided, and the logistics of the pension will be handed over to you. It's time for me, an old man, to go back and rest."

After finishing speaking, Chairman Damalanchi walked slowly towards the entrance of the battle hall amidst the farewell sounds of officials from all walks of life.

At the same time, he coughed twice, and said in a calm tone to several high-level alliance executives who sat firmly on the chair next to him with serious faces:

"Come to my office, I still have some things to explain to you."

Several powerful ministers of various departments of the alliance, as well as the heavenly king trainers, after hearing the words of Chairman Damalanchi, although they didn't know what else he had to explain, but there was no hesitation on the faces of everyone, stood up and said followed behind him.

When the real bosses of these alliances left the battle hall, the secretary who was in charge of closing the door at the end couldn't help scanning the excited officials in the room with sympathetic eyes.

"Goodbye, everyone."

"No, never see you again."

The words in his mind ended, and the wooden door of the combat hall was closed. Damalanchi's secretary, looking at the steady-looking bosses in the corridor, couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and hurriedly chased after him.

...

Half a minute later, the elevator reached the sixteenth floor, and Team Rocket's undercover agents filed out, controlling their bodies not to make a sound, and quietly came to the front of the combat hall.

According to the plan, the twenty-five undercover agents of Team Rocket silently released their elves after making eye contact with each other.

After confirming that there was no ambush in the battle hall, and all of them were alliance officials, the leading undercover kicked open the door and roared loudly:

"Don't move!"

The roar of the undercover made the excited officials feel as if they had been poured with cold water, and their faces immediately turned cold.

Seeing that only a group of middle and low-level alliance trainers entered the room, and there were hundreds of elves behind them.

An alliance official with a rounder figure stood up while leaning on the table, and said arrogantly:

"This is the high-level council of the alliance. You low-level people dare to trespass without authorization, and you even released elves to threaten us. The headquarters regulations are all in vain!"

However, the undercover Rockets didn't listen to a word of this official's words. They knew they had been fooled the first time they found out that Damalan and the major ministers of the alliance were not in the battle hall!

But their identities have been exposed, and it is too late for them to retreat even if they want to retreat, so the leading undercover Rocket immediately ordered:

"Get rid of these stupid pigs!"

When the other twenty-four undercover agents heard the order, the tangled look in their eyes disappeared instantly, and the elves who commanded them started the slaughter in the battle hall.

Seeing that this group of low-level trainers dared to do something, many alliance officials hurriedly released their elves.

However, most of the officials released elite-level or ordinary-level elves, and only two or three young and middle-aged officials wearing police uniforms released quasi-king elves.

In the face of this group of officials who are not even worthless, the undercover agents of the Rockets did not expect that it took them only half a minute to slaughter this group of stupid pigs who were usually high above them.

Standing in a room full of blood, the leading undercover agent of Team Rocket silently took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and said with a chuckle:

"Brothers, the next step is to wait for the explosion of the second group. If you want to go out, divide into small groups and search other rooms."