Ten minutes later, the conical small plane buzzed and quickly disappeared into the night sky. Fitial was holding a piece of electronic paper in his hand - which contained other detailed matters that needed to be paid attention to in this operation.

Only then did the people under his command gather from all directions, and they were silent. The adjutant found Fitial's pistol from the sand and handed it to him. He shook the sand in the barrel and scattered the magazines at the large ball in the sand pit. The bullets jingled, but the thing was still intact.

Fitial thought for a while, and then called another subordinate to carry the rocket launcher. The group retreated far away, and the launcher rushed out with fear and was still intact.

Then they poured all the firepower in their hands on the thing - if they really ruined them, they would not do this business. I guess the one who didn't have the extra energy to argue with a small character like him - the thing remained unmoved.

At this time, the self-proclaimed colonel was truly relieved and lowered his head to study the electronic paper in his hand.

The data shows that the egg is quite large, probably as big as this submersible. It is currently in a dormant state and has not developed. Theoretically, it is not threatening. As long as there are appropriate hauling tools, it is not more difficult to catch it from the depths of the trench than a fishing boat trench.

Fitial made the worst assumption - in fact, that thing is alive. The living species kill all the people who have been infiltrated and then run to other places. Is this kind of thing good for Southern Luzon? The answer is no.

So he sighed in his heart. No matter how he thinks, it is useless - the other party is too strong, even if he puts an open conspiracy, maybe he has to do it. It is a good truth to die for money and birds die for food. But there is another good truth called seeking wealth and honor in danger.

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Over the Pacific Ocean.

Li Zhen, who was 250 cm tall, was sitting in the cabin with a big golden sword, while their small plane was hovering at an altitude of one thousand meters in stealth.

The two soldiers sitting opposite him were originally one and a half now - one of them was still the strong man two meters tall, while the other was left with only empty shells. The combat armor sat in a daze, and then it was separated from the middle by a crack.

Yu Qingqing came out of her armor like a swimming fish, wrapped in a tight black combat uniform. Now the scales next to the corners of her eyes were already very obvious - from its original tiny appearance to three silver scales the size of a nail. Some people would find this very attractive, while others would feel scared. Therefore, Yu Qingqing drew the three scales into butterflies respectively.

Two small and exquisite silver butterflies fell on the corners of their eyes, as if they could fly away at any time.

It is difficult for the sharp teeth in the mouth to grow back to the original appearance. When she was young, the small teeth were thin and pointed. Not only did they look thin and sharp, but they were also a little cute. But now she can barely be called a big girl, so the teeth became thicker and sharper. When she pursed her lips, Yu Qingqing looked like a beautiful, refreshing and tall girl. But once she opened her mouth, her sharp teeth would immediately destroy this impression.

She once tried to remove the teeth by surgery, but the canine teeth that grew again. So she had to use surgery to shorten the canine teeth and fill the gaps between them. Fortunately, in this era, biotechnology of South Luzon was developed. It was not difficult to make a shiny little white teeth based on the original.

Yu Qingqing tied her long hair with a ponytail. She stretched her body in the aisle between two rows of seats and kicked her legs again. The big black soldier on one side turned a blind eye. The other person's eyes turned around with her small waist.

Yu Qingqing kicked the person on the toe and said, "Stop messing with you."

The one said majesticly: "Bold!"

"My brother knows that you will definitely not be able to spare you in this way." Yu Qingqing curled his lips, sat back, took out his cell phone to fiddle with something, and said without raising his head, "How much you look like a nouveau riche, a warlord leader, and his face is not like him at all. And why do you make yourself so tall? What's going on with the Spurs?"

"Li Zhen" on the seat suddenly collapsed - his body was like a balloon that was breathed, shrinking from more than 250 cm to more than 170 cm. The clothes also shrank together and fell on him obediently.

"It looks so majestic if you look taller!" Yu Ziqing shouted, "Didn't you even see that the rustic guy dare to lean over? You are still young, you don't understand - people rely on clothes and horses and saddles, and your brother has no airs at all. That would be bad. If I hadn't done this, someone else would have to fight, do you believe it?"

Yu Qingqing didn't say anything and ignored him. Yu Ziqing smiled with a shy face again, "But Qingqing, you were so powerful all of a sudden--the wind almost blew me down. I am a lighting maker, you are the movement guide!"

After a while, Yu Qingqing stared at the phone and said, "Annoying. I was killed by Donglu again."

Yu Ziqing stood up again in a depressed mood, pressed his hand and yelled: "Is there any movement in that country bumpkin?"

There was a response from the other side: "Five minutes ago he tried to contact the leader of the Southern ** armed group, and we intercepted the signal and responded to him. Now he is sure of it."

"Tsk tsk, this rustic guy!" Yu Ziqing smiled proudly, "I don't believe it yet, but I want to confirm it myself. Now he feels that he has figured it out and will definitely jump into the sea early tomorrow morning, for fear that someone else will take it first."

Yu Qingqing looked up and frowned and said, "Why are you always scolding people?"

Yu Ziqing felt wronged and avenged himself: "He was a rustic guy! You don't know what kind of guy he is - there have been more than 120 civilians who died in his hands in the past three months! I tell you, burn, kill, loot, and he has not left behind!"

"I know." Yu Qingqing lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone, "but he was soon dead. Why did he scold him?"

Yu Ziqing stretched his neck and didn't say anything.

The cabin was quiet for a while. Yu Qingqing said without raising her head, "I'm hungry."

The big black man sitting next to her put down the gun in his hand, poked out a hand and touched the storage box next to the cabin, and found a bag of sticky things like jelly. Then he clumsily tore open a small triangle mouth and handed the bag to Yu Qingqing.

Yu Qingqing took it and sucked it while fiddling with her phone. Occasionally, a few drops slipped down from the corner of her mouth, and she would poke out her pointed tongue and sweep them back into her mouth without leaving a drop.

Yu Ziqing saw her swallowing the thing—the long swan neck was undulating, and the black tights were set off. He was a little dry and couldn't help but say, "I think you should eat less of that thing. Didn't Lao Wang tell you about gene disintegration or something..."

Yu Qingqing took Yu Guang to sweep him: "You can't control me."

Before Yu Ziqing could say anything, Yu Qingqing smiled again. He looked up and looked at him with golden eyes: "Uncle, you are too old."

"…ah?" Yu Ziqing blinked.

Unfortunately, Yu Qingqing didn't say anything anymore. At this time, Yu Ziqing reacted and his face turned red to the bottom of his neck. He turned his face in shame and annoyedness, grabbed his big leather jacket and shook it loudly, as if it was very hot. After shaking for a long time, he suddenly said angrily: "I am the same age as your brother! I'm still a month younger!"

Yu Qingqing raised one hand and held it up. He flipped over and over: "My brother is five years younger than you! Five years younger! He has been to heaven. Can you do it? My sister-in-law is five years older than my brother!"

Yu Ziqing was angry. He turned his face again and didn't say anything. In fact, he really wanted to say it - so what if she was still your sister-in-law. Unfortunately, he knew the serious consequences of saying this - Yu Qingqing would definitely not jump up and beat him up. Because it was Yu Qingqing, everyone knows, how could such a cute girl do that kind of thing?

The problem is that the big man around her is not cute at all. When Yu Ziqing thinks of this, he is so angry that his teeth are itchy. If Wang Yuanwei had no problem finding trouble and used the big man as an experimental subject, he wouldn't have become really like a normal person now - the kind of "normal person" with a thorn in his head.

The big man straightened his waist and looked at Yu Ziqing very seriously.

So Yu Ziqing knew that the guy had entered "standby mode" again - if he waved his fist at Qingqing now, the other party would pounce on him like a real alien.

He had no choice but to retreat back to his seat and pretended to be "not calculating with the children" and looked at the porthole.

It is now at 3:26 am on September 24, 2020. The sky outside has not yet brightened, but the first ray of morning light will come in more than an hour. They still have to stay here for a while and wait for the bait to jump into the trap.

The submersible they gave to Fitial was indeed a good guy, and they could withstand the theoretical depth of 16,000 meters. Not only that, the thing also had a powerful attack weapon system. It was difficult to deal with weapons that could effectively attack in the deep sea. They spent a month putting all their "national strength" and only created one.

As for why he gave this treasure to Fitial? It was because that guy, in Yu Ziqing's words, that rustic guy far underestimated his influence.

The Free Federation of the Northern Marinaya Islands is part of the United States of America. Although the place was actually in chaos after the arrival of the isolation belt, the US president still appointed three governors in succession - but none of the three governors could perform their duties. Except for the first two that died, the third current governor is still in Washington.

So now this is actually an enclave, covered with warlord leaders of all sizes and armed organizations. Fitiar's "front" was originally the most powerful force here, because he had an army of nearly one hundred people, and had standard weapons, as well as several military vehicles and an old armored personnel carrier.

Such strength sounds funny, but the problem is that the total population of this place is not more than 50,000. Apart from the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, there will be no more than 10,000 adult men who can fight. Among these 10,000 people, there are at least 5,000 "good people", and the remaining 5,000 people are divided up by more than 60 paramilitary organizations. With a large number of people and relatively well-equipped weapons and equipment, Tiyafir can indeed be called the overlord of the northern North Nagnariana Islands.

The Colonel Tiyafir will soon make a statement - perhaps he himself doesn't know about it, but it does seem that he is - saying that Li Zhen is already standing opposite to human society, and as a legal armed force in the northern Northern Mariana Islands and part of the United States forces of the United States, he will insist on fighting against species - whether hiding in an unknown corner or now hiding in the deepest part of the Mariana Trench, the egg in Li Zhen's mouth.

Then he would ride the submersible into the danger and lead the way. This process would be broadcast live throughout the whole process, but the guy would not know it.

You should know that although the international community is almost one-sided in condemning Li Zhen, the real situation is that the thunder is loud and the rain is small. Anyway, the thing in the middle of the Pacific has not yet caused any shocking events. The most urgent task should be to restore social order as soon as possible and accumulate strength to slowly plan. As for whether the interests of some people, families or consortiums are being planned, it is unknown.

If they want to make a big deal, they have to wait at least a few years... It's better to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

The vast majority of Americans certainly admit that the Free Federation of the Northern Mariana Islands is part of the United States of America, and those civilians are certainly happy to see Tiafir do this. Because the first one to be ruined by species was Mexico - there is still no man's land, the government has completely collapsed, and even an exiled government is not available. Then the unlucky one is the Americans, most of the country is rampant, and the White House, which has been destroyed countless times in the movie, was finally destroyed - the US President is still working at Camp David.

So if you want to say which country hates the most, except those in South America that are already done and only exist in history, it is the United States. Li Zhen also thinks that the Americans are very inciting - because five years ago, it was the first time in American history that it was a large-scale invasion of the local area and almost no power to fight back. It would be strange if those guys didn't hate them so much that they were jealous.

Do the preparations and then do the publicity work well. Once Fitiar gets into the water, you can wait for it to become popular all over the world.

It doesn't matter if those people in Camp David don't admit it, the American people admit it - they like personal heroism the most, especially when they sit at home and watch it on the screen without having to do it themselves. By then Fitial would really become a US military colonel, and maybe they could still get a brigade general.

As for the "egg" in the trench...

It does look like an egg.

You remove your thighs, bury your soles upwards into the ground, and only one toe is exposed, and then your toes are like eggs.

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