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"How many...hundreds...?" Qi Feng felt that his neck was a little stiff, and he stared at Modin to confirm again: "You mean there are hundreds of Wocha people?...that is...almost one

The strength of the battalion?”

"Hmm!...More or less, a battalion, or a reinforced battalion? The deviation won't be too big...Don't worry, the number of people will definitely not be thousands..." If it weren't for the seriousness on Mo Ding's face, Qi Feng would definitely

You would think he was being humorous.

"Cough cough cough...wait a minute..." Qi Feng took a deep breath and stabilized his frightened little heart, "Don't you think this number is a bit too exaggerated? You said I am a single-handed person...

"

Mainly because this is "Mass Effect" here! It's not Dynasty Warriors!

If Mo Cao Wushuang is here, don’t say anything. We just pick up the gentian gun and swing it on our shoulders! Why is it a gentian gun? Can’t we just be a fan of Zhao Yun? There are only a few hundred people, it’s a matter of minutes. No

Come and beg us and we won’t come back!

But...the problem is that this is not the era of cold weapons...Qi Feng just thinks about the hundreds of muzzles and the firing rate of several rounds per second. This sudden appearance will be beaten into a sieve - even those Wocha people

No matter how scumbag you are, no matter how bad your firearms are, no matter how good your marksmanship is, with so many thousands of rounds fired at you, there is no suspense if you take a hundred and eighty rounds - let alone the shield, it will be absolutely instantaneous... unless you can handle it.

Wearing a ship-based shield.

"Number of people?" Modin raised his hand: "Number of people is not a problem..."

Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that old Modin should be confident... He is worthy of being the former ace old agent of STG, Serra Rui, who retired as 007 - although he looks a bit ugly... Think about it, this person is not only

He is a former elite agent. He is also a very good biochemical science expert - a guy who even Sister Xue wants to recruit. It is really not easy!

Qi Feng quickly asked for advice humbly: "Is there any good way?"

"How?" Modin glanced at Qi Feng: "Oh... no. What I want to say is that compared to their heavy firepower configuration, the number of people is really not a problem - they have at least dozens of individual rockets

——This is what I estimate. They tried to attack the clinic a few days ago. Although I took advantage of the terrain and internal operations to mobilize troops faster and barely held most of the positions, their heavy firepower was really a headache.

I lost a lot of mechas..."

Qi Feng: "..."

A reinforced battalion with dozens of rocket launchers... Qi Feng still knows a thing or two about the power of rocket launchers in this plane. To put it simply, with the level of his own N7 military shield, blocking a shot from the front is basically

It just happened... to break the shield. Dozens of volleys? This firepower... Qi Feng felt that even the small shipboard shield might not work well...

While Modin was still reporting all kinds of information about tactical targets, Qi Feng stood aside and foolishly looked at the various medical equipment and various strange alien foxes around him.

"... Let's go home. We have to put up the TV first... I remember there was La Liga at night and I didn't know about the Bundesliga... Anyway, you must like it. The one you watched last time only had ten people competing for one ball. This time

There were more than twenty people fighting for one...it was even more lively..."

The little fox nodded in confusion: "Okay!"

Qi Feng pulled the little Loli and was about to leave. Are you kidding? He is not here to be cannon fodder. If you don't have the protagonist's halo around your head in this kind of death mission, you have no chance at all...

Well, I guess the Milky Way cannot be destroyed because of such a side mission...

Although I have a lot of resurrection medicine on my body, I still have to keep the whole corpse first... Facing a pile of ashes, whether it's Tianxiang Life-Resisting Lotion or Soul-Reviving Fragrance, I guess I can't do anything and I have to take a break. In short, I can't

Go, if it really doesn't work, Modin can wait for Sister Shepard to arrive in person. As the protagonist, she can definitely handle it... If the sky falls, I will be tall enough to hold it up. Besides, with Sister Xue here, Qi Feng doesn't believe in this galaxy.

Can it still explode? Well, let’s go if we say...

Qi Feng's reaction was completely beyond Modin's expectation. Old man Modin was stunned for a while until Qi Feng was almost at the door and finally realized that he was giving up his choice...

"Hey. Wait! Are you leaving like this?" It was probably the first time that Modin had seen such a willful field agent, but miraculously he only said one sentence. It was less than ten words!

Qi Feng turned around and shrugged his shoulders: "This is called helplessness, and it also means that manpower is sometimes poor. They have a heavy firepower reinforcement camp, and you want me to challenge them alone? Let's forget it..."

Modin smacked his lips: "I didn't let you go alone. Aren't you a field agent of Cerberus? Don't you have some backup support? I remember that your Cerberus special operations force is quite elite, no?

Lost to stg..."

"Huh?" Qi Feng turned around after hearing this, holding his chin and thinking for a while, and then realized that his understanding of Cerberus, the person he was working for, was far less than that of an outsider like Modin. Speaking of which, he

Apart from the electronic contract he signed last time and the two hundred thousand star coins in his account, there is nothing left to contact him... He and Modin are both temporary workers, so the difference is also

I just entered the company early for half a day...

If he hadn't believed in the protagonist Sister Xue, Qi Feng wouldn't even be sure whether this company called Cerberus was a leather bag company. After all, he had met two or three of their employees... He signed an employment contract hastily and started to work for him.

The company's recruitment of people for development has gone offline... Hey, you think we are also the savior of the galaxy after all, right? How come it's like a pyramid scheme?

"Ahem..." Qi Feng cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment. Indeed, no one asked him to challenge... This is the inertial thinking caused by Qi Feng's own unorganized and undisciplined thinking... That's right, if we have difficulties, we will

Isn’t there an organization? Yes, contact the organization immediately!

After signaling to Modin, Qi Feng walked to a quiet place, took out a multi-purpose tool, and hung up the phone to Sister Xue... He just didn't know if Sister Xue was online now...

"Dudududu..." Qi Feng was listening to the busy tone while complaining about why humans here can cross the galaxy but don't even have a ringtone... At the same time, he was wondering if he could think of a way to add it to his universal tool.

Replace the beeping sound of this electronic sound with the most dazzling wind clan style to shock these 23rd century interstellar thugs.

"Qi Feng? Hello! This is the Normandy..." Finally, a young female voice came to my ears, but it didn't sound like Sister Xue...

"Where's Sister Xue? Aren't you here?" Qi Feng was secretly unhappy in his heart. This was so disrespectful. He actually left me a secretary's transfer number... Hey! Protagonist, I am a time traveler, you know...

…

"Sister Xue...?" It was probably the first time the person on the other end of the phone heard this title, and it stuck for a long time. Then Qi Feng felt that the voice had dropped by at least five degrees Celsius, "If you are referring to Commander Shepard,

Officer...she's not here. The Normandy is currently in Ilim, and Commander Shepard has gone to find Liana..."

"Liana?... This name sounds familiar..." Qi Feng scratched his head and thought for a moment: "Oh! I remembered Liana, that blue sister, an Asari, the daughter of the rebellious patriarch, Xue

Sister, that old sweetheart of hers!..."

Qi Feng suddenly started talking about the train without bringing the brake... When he realized it, it was already too late. Sure enough, it was quiet for a while and then exploded: "#￥&*...I don't allow you to slander Xue

Commander Pard! Lord Shepard is just going to do some business! No one is allowed to snatch Sister Xue from me..."

"Ahem..." Qi Feng dug his ears. It was so loud just now that it shook the nerves in his ears. There seemed to be something weird mixed in, and he couldn't hear clearly... "Uh, okay, that's right.

who is it?"

"Hmph..." The tone on the other end seemed to be a little complacent: "I am the commander's only designated personal adjutant - Nan Sanyun! I have authority! All remote communications with the commander must be forwarded by me...

…”

"Okay..." Although I don't know what he is proud of, at least he can be considered an official... an adjutant... can also be considered an official, right?

"Since you are the adjutant, I tell you the same thing..." Qi Feng explained the problem he was facing now to Adjutant Yun in more detail, expressing his subjective willingness to complete the task, and mainly

Emphasizing the objective difficulties existing on our side and the contradiction between the huge advantages possessed by the enemy...

After all, it can be summed up in one sentence: I can't do this job alone!

When it came to official business, Adjutant Nan Sanyun was still very professional - she immediately told Qi Feng that this matter was beyond her authority and the call would be transferred directly to the current highest authority holder on the ship - Milan

Once you get there, there is a click of the phone hanging up and a beep beep beep behind...

Qi Feng grinned. After talking for a long time, he was just wasting his saliva... Soon the other party was connected. This time he was an acquaintance. Last time he met the wavy curly-haired beauty standing behind Sister Xue on the streets of Omega.

.

"I heard the call just now..." Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Miranda spoke - Qiqing's efforts were not in vain, "But I don't think you need to be responsible for the health and safety of that area. The mission given to you by the Illusive Man

, just to recruit Professor Mordin... I heard that the virus is not effective on people on earth, and we seem to have no obligation to care for the humanitarianism of a bunch of aliens... The organization does not want you to put your skills, funds and lives

, wasted in such an irrelevant place..."

Qi Feng: "..." Well, I forgot. I have long heard that Cerberus is a human-first organization with obvious racism. This time I have seen it. (To be continued)

ps: Some readers are asking about the group number. Let me reiterate it here: 162,730,020

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