ultimate cannon fodder

On the other side of the light screen was a room that was so luxurious that it was almost luxurious. Every furnishing and arrangement inside was priceless. On the large boss's chair, the owner looked at the dark screen. His brows couldn't help but frown. After a long while, I just took out a cigar from the space bag. But it was not neatly cut. Apparently some thoughts were not on it.

After lighting the cigar, the Realm Master took two puffs. Then he clicked somewhere. The dark light screen suddenly lit up again. A handsome and cold man appeared on it. His razor-sharp red lips were extremely eye-catching. The thin and slightly curved eyebrows are like two willow leaves lightly painted on the snow-like skin. They are even more beautiful than many so-called beauties. People can't help but wonder if he is disguised as a man.

"Pay close attention to Catherine's movements. If there is anything unusual, report it to me immediately." The Realm Master pondered for a moment and then said, "If necessary, I authorize you to terminate her directly without my approval." His voice was calm. But the overly cold and solemn tone made people feel scared from deep inside.

"As you wish." The man opened his lowered eyes. His pupils were as red as blood. At that moment, he felt like a devil from hell, full of killing and destruction. .

At the same time, in a corner of the earth, a burly man was standing in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, silently looking at the groups of warriors who were training outside. There were at least hundreds of these warriors, and they were all Dragon Whisperers. Although most of them are low-level dragon whisperers such as E-level and F-level, they are still a huge force that cannot be underestimated.

Generally speaking, except for the Federal Ministry of Military Affairs, only a few aristocratic families and organizations can cultivate so many low-level dragon speakers. Although the combat power of low-level dragon speakers is not enough, it is necessary to give birth to high-level dragon speakers. An indispensable foundation. Without the support of a huge number of low-level dragon speakers, it is impossible to cultivate more high-level dragon speakers. And for these aristocratic families and organizations, poaching high-paying recruits from outside is essential. But they can be cultivated by themselves. High-level dragon whisperers are more trustworthy. They are also the core force supporting families and organizations.

The man looked like a born soldier. He was tall and strong, and every line on his face seemed to be meticulously carved. He was looking at the heated training outside the window. He kept rubbing the short steel needle-like mustache on his chin with his right hand. All subordinates who know him well know that whenever he does this, he encounters some difficult problem to resolve.

"Dudu." There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in." When the man turned around, his face had already regained its supreme dignity.

A young and beautiful female secretary walked in carefully holding a folder. She stopped two meters away from the man. She respectfully reported: "General, you are going to bring something to No. 3 tomorrow." Everything is ready. Do you have any other instructions?"

The man nodded noncommittally and asked, "I understand. Is there anything else?"

The female secretary hesitated for a moment and then said: "General Chen, General Genevieve, and General Gavin all sent congratulatory messages. I wish the general a successful trip and a triumphant return."

"Hmph. They didn't want to congratulate me. They just made it clear that they wanted to see my jokes." The man's face changed after hearing this. He seemed to be full of anger, disappointment, pain and mania. But he quickly took a deep breath. His face returned to its usual calmness and coercion. After waving the female secretary to leave, he sneered and said, "Then let's see who can have the last laugh." As he spoke, his facial muscles tightened and his eyes glowed with unprecedented intensity. Murderous intent.

After the blood-red eyes bloomed with a sharp light and slowly dissipated, the man returned to his desk and pressed the call button with the secretary outside. He said in a deep voice: "I want the information of all the members of Zhanlong except me this time. The more detailed the better.”

"Okay." The female secretary's voice was pleasant and clean. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, countless data fell like rain on the light screen in front of the man. Finally, it settled into a dozen personal photos, both male and female. There are young and old. Most of them are familiar faces.

"Hmph. What a great move to kill someone with a borrowed knife." Although he had already been mentally prepared, the man couldn't help but snorted dissatisfied when he saw these photos. Just like himself, these people were almost always regarded as thorns in the flesh by their superiors and kicked. Joining the Dragon-Slaying Team. It is said to be good steel used on the blade. It is for the benefit of the organization and the big plan. But even a fool knows that there is no question whether there are super beings. Even if there are, where can I find such a huge realm? .Even if it is found, will it still be possible to come back alive?

But even though they knew it was a pit of fire, they couldn't help but jump down with their noses in their hands. His level was able to understand enough secrets. The more he understood, the deeper he got. There was only one way to get to the dark side. Even if this way was just a way. dead end.

"Vice Captain." When he saw Ma Jianyao's photo, the man sneered disdainfully. He clicked it and took a look, but was a little surprised. He originally thought that Ma Jianyao was favored by a big boss in the organization and specially sent to be the supervisor. But I never thought that this young man with an unattractive appearance had only joined the organization for less than a month.

"Haha. Interesting." The man was about to browse Ma Jianyao's specific information in detail, but several eye-catching red characters suddenly popped up on the light screen: "Insufficient authority."

The man couldn't help but was stunned. His military rank in the organization was Major General. He could browse all information below the S level. This permission was not enough. Doesn't it mean that Ma Jianyao's information has been included in the S level or even higher. But this How is it possible? His own data level is only A+. A newcomer who has just joined the organization less than a month ago cannot have such a high level even if his combat power reaches B level.

The man leaned into the seat and stared at the photos on the light screen. His mind began to swirl. And Ma Jianyao, whose dark and deep eyes were fixed on the screen, seemed to be fluid and seemed to be watching him.

The man just laughed. I thought that this time leading the team to find some super life form in the 3rd realm would be a chore. But now it seems that it is also somewhat interesting.

Just as he closed the picture on the light screen, the office door was suddenly knocked open. Then a middle-aged man rushed in like a gust of wind. He pressed his hands on the desk and said angrily: "General, are you really determined to go? It’s realm No. 3.”

This is a strong man about two meters tall. His short, straight hair is grayish-yellow. Each hair is pointing to the sky, like densely packed needles. The thick beard on the upper lip and the deep-set eagle eyes together form a person. A standard tough guy image. No matter who sees him, they will draw dangerous conclusions immediately.

The man smiled bitterly and said: "This is an order from above. Do you think I can not go? If I don't go, I am disobeying the order. And you know the consequences of disobeying the order better than I do."

The middle-aged man was at a loss for words. Then he scratched his head and said angrily: "What the hell kind of order is this? It's obviously just an attempt to steal the foundation we have worked so hard for. General, let's jointly apply to the higher-ups. I must keep you here. Isn’t Chen Guoxiong so powerful? Why not let him lead the team?”

"Forget it. Don't worry about it. When have you ever seen the change above? Alec, it's all up to you when I leave. If something happens, don't be impulsive. Hold your breath. Wait for me in everything. Let’s talk about it after we come back. As long as the organization is not broken up, we will one day make a comeback.”

"It's so fucking frustrating." Alec punched the desk hard and cursed. He looked extremely depressed and angry. But there was nothing he could do. He was at a lower level. Even the general had to swallow his anger. He thought again What can I do? I can only accept this reality helplessly. And once the emperor and his courtiers arrive, after the new general arrives, they, the die-hard subordinates of the old general, will definitely not get good results.

"By the way, have you heard of Ma Jianyao?" The man changed the subject and asked tentatively.

"Ma Jianyao." Alec touched the back of his head. "This name seems familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere... Oh, by the way. The test subject who came out of the experimental field with a combat power of D-level Isn't he called Ma Jianyao? There was a lot of rumors at that time. I heard that various forces were competing for it. Later, the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs sent the God of Thunder to snatch him away. By the way, why did you ask him?"

Hearing what Alec said, the man seemed to have some impression. However, he did not connect this Ma Jianyao with Ma Jianyao, who was about to serve as the deputy captain of the Dragon Slaying Team. Firstly, the combat power of the two was very different. Even that No matter how high Ma Jianyao's starting point is, it is impossible to increase his combat power from D-level to B-level in more than a year. Secondly, since the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs regards him as a treasure, how can he join the organization? I think it is just the same name. That's it. Many people in the organization use pseudonyms. Take Alec for example. In fact, his real name is Kelvin, but few people know this name.

"Nothing. Just asking. By the way. How is the training progress?"

"What else can we do? Ever since we learned that you might be transferred, no one has thought much about it. No matter how good the training is, it doesn't matter. You are still making a wedding dress for others. General, why don't you tell the higher-ups. Brothers Everyone is willing to go to Realm 3 with you. Even if you die in Realm 3, it is better than staying here and suffering..."

"Nonsense." The man glared and cursed: "What will happen if you all leave here? Are you really giving up our foundation to others? Why are you so confused? Stay here well. You are not allowed to go anywhere. .If I don’t see you when I come back, I will have to skin you.”

"Then. Then agree. You must come back." Alec said pitifully with a bitter look on his face.

"Haha. That's of course." A smile appeared on the corner of the man's stern mouth. "I have a hunch that this time it might be a blessing in disguise. It's not as good as God. No one can tell whether we will lose or win until the end. "