The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

If she wasn't lying.

Now it seems that she was not lying.

There is no reason to lie.

At most, some things are not made clear.

If you selectively tell only half of the truth, it can be quite deceptive.

But it doesn't matter.

Lin Shen’s logic is simple and his purpose is very clear.

After thinking through the impact and risks, there were only two things he needed to worry about.

The path you have walked and the destination you have reached.

"I want to buy information."

"What?"

"Spiritual core technology."

"...You should know the location of the Spirit Core Technology Building."

"Information on the location of their underground construction facilities."

"Even Golden Holy Wings wouldn't know this."

"Why don't you ask your superior?"

"…Do you know what you are saying?"

"It won't cost you anything to ask. I'll pay for it. Doesn't the Golden Holy Wing provide intelligence services?"

"...How much are you going to pay?"

"Is one hundred thousand enough?"

"……Wait."

It was the first time that Lydia saw someone openly talk about making a deal with Black Horn.

Moreover, how could Lin Shen be sure that Black Horn had information that Golden Holy Wings did not have?

Although, it is not difficult to infer.

After hesitating for a moment, Lydia opened Blackhorn's chat window.

"Lord Blackhorn, someone wants to make a deal with you."

"Content, money."

Noire's reply was as concise as ever.

It's just too fast, several times faster than usual.

It’s like being in front of the computer all the time.

Lydia asked, clearing away the distracting thoughts in her mind.

"The entrance to the underground construction facility of Spirit Core Technology. One hundred thousand New Dollars."

This time, Noire didn't respond so quickly.

"Who?"

"Lin Shen."

Lydia was again a little surprised.

Heijiao took the initiative to inquire about the trader's identity... This is quite rare.

It should be said that people who can trade with Blackhorn don’t need to ask about their identities at all.

After a while, Black Horn responded again.

This time it's a coordinate.

...actually agreed?

Moreover, he actually knew? No, he was Black Horn after all, so it was not surprising that he knew.

Lydia stared at the screen for a while, then switched back to Lin Shen's chat window and sent him the coordinates.

After Lin Shen received it, he reminded him.

"Remember to transfer the remaining 300,000 to my account as soon as possible."

“…I will.”

After obtaining the coordinates of the entrance, Lin Shen rushed there directly with the four ship girls.

On the way, he saw streets that had been bombarded by artillery fire.

The traces are very obvious, and they should eventually extend to the Linghe Technology Building.

122. Task-oriented

Data collection for Body Shaping is a little slower than expected.

But at least it was still growing slowly, unlike the one next to it, where half an hour had passed with no movement at all and it was stuck at 70% progress, as if it had hit some invisible barrier.

Xiong Ji sat in the core control room, observing the movements on both sides at the same time.

He Liang has already started to drive people out, and some mutants are thrown out every minute.

Those are things that cannot be dealt with in time or in any way.

Of course, what can be dealt with will be dealt with.

Otherwise it wouldn't be thrown outside.

It’s just that He Liang sent a new contact.

"Can't we get some more people over here?"

"what happened again?"

"I can't suppress it anymore. The mutants are fighting like crazy. And I don't know why, but I feel like... their aggressiveness has become much stronger."

"Aren't they already throwing it outside?"

"We are still suppressing the protests inside, but more and more people are rioting. I need to apply for another batch of support."

"No matter how many people there are, it's impossible to create any waves."

"It's different." He Liang's tone became much more impatient: "It seems that we have built a few elite troops here!"

"Even if they are elite, they are only level 1 elite. Don't tell me you can't suppress them!"

"I can't suppress it!" He Liang could only raise his voice again.

"Okay, okay, I'll transfer another fifty to you. Stop arguing and you can figure out the rest yourself." Xiong Ji said impatiently. He looked at the growing progress and didn't care about the situation on He Liang's side.

Anyway, the data collection will be completed soon, and after it is completed, it doesn’t matter what happens over there.

But just when he was about to contact Wang Wen, the latter had already sent a message in advance.

"what happened?"

"Entrance A1 is under attack."

"Oh, I knew the Golden Holy Wings would definitely find the entrance. How many troops did they send?"

"No, it doesn't look like they are the Golden Holy Wings. As for the number of people... there are only three."

"…What did you say? What are you reporting to me about three people?"

"No, those three are different. It seems that the mutants on our side are unstoppable!"

For the first time, Xiong Ji heard fear in Wang Wen's voice.

He did not show this kind of emotion when he confronted hundreds of Golden Holy Wings head-on before.

Xiong Ji frowned, realizing that something seemed to be wrong.

"what happened?"

He began to use all the hidden cameras near the A1 entrance to check the situation.

Then he saw the three figures who had traumatized Wang Wen.

The defense line set up by Wang Wen seemed to be unable to pose any threat to the three figures.

They move very quickly, and every time they attack, they can accurately kill the mutants that have been deployed in advance.

And as if they had the ability to predict the future, the artillery fire fired by the troops Wang Wen sent to encircle and suppress them could not actually hit them at all.

These three figures always managed to rush out intact from the coverage of artillery fire, and then carry out one-sided suppression and harvesting again.

Even those mutants with strong melee capabilities could not last long in the hands of these three figures.

They would soon be defeated or become shields in their hands to block the artillery fire coming from all directions.

Their movements were extremely concise, so concise that there wasn't even a trace of redundancy, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

Even Xiong Ji, who had absolutely no experience in commanding combat, could feel a deep-seated terror after seeing it.

He had an unnameable delusion.

It was as if the three figures in front of him could rush in unhindered, come to him, and point the muzzles of their guns at his head.

Xiong Ji shook his head violently and realized that his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

"What a joke! Where on earth did these guys come from?! Move all the troops over there! Did you hear me, Wang Wen? No matter how strong they are, there are only three of them. Drown them with artillery fire!"

"Yes……!"

……

"These should be the first line of defense."

After a few minutes, all the mutants that were placed in the corner as the first line of defense were killed.

Although it is still some distance away from the entrance, the first line of defense is placed here, and it is a hidden line.

Ordinary commanders would not even be able to discover it unless they carefully use the soul network to explore.

After all, the location is a bit far.

It can be seen that the person who commands these mutants does have some ability.

Unfortunately, it’s not enough.

The power of the soul network lies in the fact that the battlefield situation within the detection range can basically be seen at a glance by the commander.

"Commander, I found other ship girls."

Glasgow said in Soul Network.

The three of them acted separately.

"Well, don't do it yet."

Glasgow moved closer and found that the ship girls were staring at her warily.

It's obviously a mutant.

Moreover, there are so many?

"Where did you come from?"

The leading ship girl asked.

"Just passing by." Glasgow listened to Lin Shen's words in the soul network and said, "Why are you here?"

"You ask me how I know?" The leading ship girl looked puzzled: "Why does everyone come to ask about our origins?"

"Then where were you built?" Glasgow asked again.

"I don't know. It was built in a strange place." The leading ship girl replied casually.

Although the Glasgow in front of her gave her a sense of danger, he did not show too much hostility.

Of course, if they wanted to take action, they would have done it long ago, there would be no need to say a few more words.