Mecha Forger

There was a trace of sarcasm on Tang Fan's lips, not sure whether it was for himself or for Bai Jia Feng and Shan Baili.

The picture on the screen was not interesting, and Tang Fan's reaction was really loud. He was as sharp as Song Ci, so he naturally did not miss Tang Fan's strangeness.

"Did you find anything?"

There was a tenderness in Song Ci's voice that he didn't even notice.

This voice successfully comforted Tang Fan and gave her something to talk about.

There was no one around. Tang Fan organized his words and introduced himself to Bai Jifeng and Shan Baili, and came into contact with the mental control mecha. He accidentally discovered that the chip of the mental control mecha was actually the same as the one on the screen. The chip was exactly the same, and he told me everything.

Tang Fan didn't hide anything or exaggerate. He was as calm as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

But Song Ci could read a hint of pain after being betrayed in her eyes.

He rubbed Tang Fan's head and said softly: "Didn't Bai Jifeng and Shan Baili say that it was something passed down from the Shan family for five generations?

Maybe it was Jim Field and his gang who copied the Shan family's things!

Besides, haven’t we discovered it now?

It's better for us to find out now than to be kept in the dark, right? "

Although he knew that Song Ci was serious nonsense, Tang Fan was still comforted by these words.

"hope so!"

Song Ci patted her shoulder and said softly: "Now that we have discovered a problem, we will find ways to solve it.

At present, you are the only professional mecha caster here, and this important task is left to you.

If you need any help, just call me. "

Tang Fan glanced at the dark green eyes under Song Ci's eyes and curled his lips, "Just you?

Working all day long, watching surveillance, analyzing data, and formulating battle plans... Seventeen hours are not enough.

For small things like researching chips, I can do it myself.

I appreciate your kindness! "

Although the little girl's words didn't sound very nice, Song Ci still felt the concern hidden inside.

The Major General, who has always been young and mature, rarely gave up managing his expression, showing his beautiful white teeth and smiling like a child weighing two hundred pounds.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take care of myself and try to get more rest."

When Song Ci said this, Miss Tang Fan, who was dissatisfied with her integrity, started to squirm and ran away on the pretext of studying chips.

Seeing Tang Fan's fleeing figure, Song Ci's mouth that had just been closed opened to its maximum again.

Even if he controlled the drone to fly around Xiaodao seven times, Xiaodao, who was dozing off, did not react, and Major General Song Ci rarely lost his temper.

But, did you secretly write down something in the little black book?

Only Song Ci himself knows it!

When the drone flew to the eighth circle, Xiaodao finally felt the existence of this thing and hurriedly took it.

When I saw the footage of the drone gradually approaching and finally close-up for several seconds, I was as smart as a knife, and I immediately came back to my senses.

After fighting mutated creatures, fighting against genetically modified people, and collecting corpses for all creatures, the miserable Xiaodao once again took on an extra job that was not part of a personal soldier - whipping corpses.

No!

To be precise, it is to take the enemy's head.

Fortunately, the quality of the chips was good. Even after being burned, the seven chips were still concentrated in Xiao Dao's hand without pulling them out.

Looking at the seven identical chips, Song Ci couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and used the drone to convey the return signal to Xiao Dao and others.