Minato meets his ex-girlfriend

According to the commander's expectations, including the newly made thirty rounds.

Combined with the previous storage, it can barely reach fifty rounds.

This way I'll probably be sure.

Just when the commander was in trouble――

"Is the General planning to use the Isokaze Curry Bomb on the Sea Snake?!"

"Uh……?"

I don't know when Nohara came over.

"That highly toxic bomb would take a long time to make even for the Sakura Empire's technical department, not to mention that Nanhai Port doesn't have the equipment to process it."

Nohara said, “It will probably be even harder.”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Yubari nodded while crying, as if thanking Director Nohara for his understanding.

Look at this kid, he can't even speak because of the curry.

"So, General, I have a proposal."

"what?"

"The sea snakes are stronger than expected. Javelin also said that the sea snakes are now more powerful than before."

"so what?"

"So, just to be on the safe side, should we further enhance the toxicity of the Isokaze Curry Bomb?"

Chapter 326: Cannot Flow, Chu Jiangdong

"Erji! Wake up, Erji! Cheer up and open your eyes!"

“Hehehe… I… Big Chicken, I can’t hold on any longer… This is only concentrated twice… I thought I had won the championship in the world of yellow chickens, but I didn’t expect to lose to…”

"Erji, don't die!"

"Hurry up and send it to the medical team to save it!"

"Big Chicken, no... Factory Director, what should we do now?"

“We can’t let Erji die in vain. Increase the dosage and make it three times more concentrated! No matter what, we must fulfill Erji’s wish… Ugh, this smell!”

"Factory Director!"

"The factory director is dead!"

"Is this the power of humans!?"

The Nanhai Port area is in a bleak state.

The yellow chickens are even equipped with special gas masks and wearing the latest type of yellow chicken protective clothing.

Even so.

Still they fell down one after another.

Even the famous engineers of Nanhai Port Area, the factory director Mr. Ji and the deputy factory director Mr. Erji, fell.

The super bullet container specially made by Huangji was actually melted by the curry.

The commander was on the scene.

All I could hear were the cries of the yellow chicken.

Is this the end of the world?

No, it's more than that.

【ル！ 思、ル（Go home, I want to go home）！ ！ ！】

The code placed next to the Isokaze curry: N has been crying.

Even the local dialect broke out.

She was yelling to go home.

Accompanied by the original desperate sound of the deep sea.

The commander in this situation feels like he is in hell.

The survival instinct is kicking in.

The commander pressed the gas mask on his face again.

run!

Although he had fallen to the ground, he was still able to move.

"Climb...you must climb out!"

The commander crawled and squirmed little by little.

It's like soldiers advancing in a trench with artillery fire.

"Snapped!"

At some point, a hand grabbed the commander's ankle.

The commander looked back.

"wild……"

"General, please take me out with you..."

"I wouldn't take you anywhere... otherwise... if you hadn't suggested it..."

The commander is regretting now, very much.

Why did he believe Nohara's lies in the first place?

Now let me explain.

The commander was moved by Nohara's suggestion.

As Nohara said, it is an idea to increase the efforts.

Then the commander agreed.

First, Yubari fell, and then the javelin fell.

The yellow chickens fell to the ground one after another.

More than a hundred yellow chickens have been sent to the infirmary.

The yellow chickens that are currently working are also falling down one after another.

"that is not……"

Nohara was still groaning, "It was General Bai Ri who said he wanted to defeat the sea snake, so I came up with the idea..."

"You still have the nerve to say..."

The commander finally stopped crawling.

He moved and grabbed Nohara's gas mask.

"If you have the guts... I'll pick it off for you to smell..."

"No... General Bai Ri... I have an old man..."

"Then go back and continue concentrating!"

The commander kicked Nohara back.

Then continue to climb out.

It was raining heavily outside, and there was a fresh scent of earth.

"One hundred times! Hahahaha! One hundred times successful! Erji, I didn't let you down!"

I heard the big chicken cheering from behind.

The commander turned to look.

I saw the big chicken start dancing around the curry device.

It looked like a celebration, but it also looked like an African chief performing some weird ritual.

And rainbow-colored smoke floated from the device.

Um... smoke?

The commander felt something was wrong. Why was there smoke?

"One hundred times... the concentration is too high... the device material can't withstand it..."

Big Chicken threw down this sentence.

The dance came to an abrupt halt, and the big chicken fell down with its eyes rolled back.

Then, rainbow-colored smoke filled the entire factory.

The commander took a look.

The rainbow-colored smoke is corroding the chemical protective clothing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gas mask was also corroded again -

It's over, it's all over.

………………

Ten p.m.

Nanhai Port Area, Medical Room.

The commander woke up in a daze.

As soon as he woke up, the commander struggled violently.

"Commander, don't move!"

In front of him was Katsuragi, giving instructions just to the right of the commander's bed.

"Katsuragi...vomit bag..."

The commander could feel a sour taste rising up his esophagus.

It smells like a sewer.

No, this is too disgusting. Commander is going to vomit.

“Hahahaha…I’m actually still alive…hahahaha!”

On the right, Nohara's perverted laughter could be heard from the bed next to him.

However, the laughter stopped halfway through, and was replaced by the sound of vomiting.

There is no problem between the Commander and Nohara for now.

According to Katsuragi, the factory spewed out a large amount of rainbow-colored smoke.

The commander crawled out without being conscious.

Nohara grabbed the commander's feet and was dragged out by the commander.

Medical Yellow Chicken said that this was the survival instinct at work.

My whole body was covered in toxic curry, but luckily it was all washed away because it was raining heavily outside.

“Hahahaha…Curry…Rainbow-colored curry. Very pretty.”

"Ms. Javelin, calm down, curry is not colorful!"

"The rainbow...is very beautiful."

"..."

The javelin on the left-hand bunk is broken.