Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

After speaking, there were searchlights calling from a distance nearby. It seemed that these neon golds were hesitating whether to use the Ground Self-Defense Force... and they were afraid of death.

Angrily, Xintiaoqian was about to command her own monster to fight him and the siren monster together, when Gullit shouted: "Quick battle, don't wait!"

As he kicked the ground hard, he rose into the air, and the various units that came with him also took off together.

The sky jet transforms into legs, the battle giant tank transforms into hands, the explosive drilling machine is mounted on the back, and the drill bit rises, ferocious and cold.

Gullit's holy sword was held by Gullit, who was a few times bigger than a monster, and the steam spewed out after the combination made the surroundings instantly foggy.

Then, a golden giant sword swung out from the mist, splitting the air and a dimensional crack in front of it.

"Fusion Superman Almighty Gullit!"

The roommate applauded crazily, and even shed tears: "Okay, wow! Super robot fit, this texture, this effect, this lens application-this is not [-]% better than the idiot Toei!"

Sam Parsons head, right?

This combination is really shocking, even without BGM matching, its real steel texture, and the unreasonable giant that violates the rules of gravity and material science, just standing in the night, makes people breathless.

Seeing that she had been robbed of the limelight, Xintiao Qian was extremely dissatisfied with controlling the monster and retreated slightly, because she felt that the core of Alexis's ship was also trembling slightly... That's right, facing this kind of Guli Special, it will also be afraid!

The siren monster on the opposite side obviously didn't have this idea. It roared and roared, creating more space cracks, and then pushed towards Gullit in one breath—even though it was bombarded by the battleship's main gun behind it

, the entire back was illuminated by fire, and the armor was torn, exposing what was inside... and didn't care.

Because compared to these bombardments that might gnaw him to death, this giant enemy in front of him is something that he must actively face in his logic!

The chirping sound didn't stop. The monster used its body advantage to charge on the riverbank, and charged at Almighty Gullit with layers of space cracks. The latter held the holy sword in both hands, and the drill bit on his shoulder dragged the flames Squirt out.

The moment the two sides came into contact, the space crack was blown to pieces by the drill fire, and the remaining lightning bolts jumped on the monster and Gullit, but they couldn't cause any real damage.

Holding the sword in both hands, Gullit quickly aimed at the monster's front paw and slashed vigorously-at the same time it was chopped off, a violent explosion occurred.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the monster's grunts continued. It slammed hard, and the moment its head hit the almighty Gullit's breastplate, Gullit was stunned to take a few steps back.

With such a strong attack force, even at the moment of collision, a black crack that cannot be underestimated was cracked on Gullit's armor.

However, no matter how strong it was, there was a price to pay—Gurlitt slashed deeply into the monster's body with a backhanded sword, cutting off everything inside.

Seeing this, Yang Ming unscrewed a can of white ones, poured it into a cup and handed it to his roommate. By the way, he took out two packs of alcoholic peanuts from the drawer that he was going to eat in the car tomorrow morning.

"It looks like it's almost over. Are you going to edit it and post a video to earn some pocket money? You're brave, aren't you afraid of being deleted?"

"belch."

The roommate hiccupped, and the smell of alcohol started gushing from him. A person who can't drink very much, but just suffocated half a glass of white wine in one gulp, the reaction is naturally extremely fast.

"Well, of course, I'm super brave."

The unconscious roommate yelled, yelled, and crackled the empty beer bottle—even the noise was noisier than the almighty Gullit on the screen, as if he was impotently furious.

Then in the next second, he muttered something he couldn't understand, and lay down on the table and passed out completely.

Behind him, a chain-like tentacles made of metal, with the inorganic glow of thin needles shining at the tip, slowly retracted.

My friend, if you wake up tomorrow and find yourself a beautiful girl, remember to thank me.

Chapter 270. There are endless trifles in the world

Observer Zero opened the cabinet door and said quietly: "There may be a dispute, the optimal handling policy has been chosen, the dispute has been resolved, what experiment are you doing?"

Ah...it was actually dealing with the dispute instead of finally deciding to deal with him.

Yang Ming felt a little regretful.

He shrugged: "I, I'm going to fail today, I'm a little dizzy now..."

"Wait a minute, I'll throw him to the next door first."

As he spoke, he stood up staggeringly, grabbed his roommate by the collar in a dizzy manner, dragged him out of the room like a dead pig, and threw him on the hard bed next door.

Then, resisting the dizziness in his head and the feeling of nausea, he tried his best to walk back to his room, but stumbled - he was stopped by a metal tentacle and did not fall to the ground.

Although he was very grateful, the sharp needle on another tentacle made Yang Ming, who was already a little dizzy, tremble instantly.

"You, don't move, what is this?!"

"Adjusted according to the human body, it can make the body metabolize quickly and remove the data affected by alcohol."

Don't tell me the person is like a computer that can plug in and out a USB flash drive? !

Yang Ming quickly grabbed the tentacles, and said righteously: "I'm...I'm allergic to needles, is there any... Ah, a more kind way?"

"A kind way, the search is in progress, and the search is complete."

The tentacles slowly retracted, and the tentacles held by Yang Ming led him to a chair to sit down, and then a glass of green, bubbly drink was handed to his eyes.

Smell it, it looks familiar.

After taking a sip, Yang Ming complained subconsciously: "Isn't this Fanta? It's still apple-flavored, and the bubbles are not quite enough."

"Temporarily adjust, borrow the drink you are used to, it is easier to drink."

Listening to her calm analysis, Yang Ming planned to praise her a little bit, but before he even opened his mouth, he felt an overwhelming pain in his stomach.

This feeling, this feeling that your throat is wriggling—

Stumbled into the bathroom, followed by a series of painful 'yue! 'There were other noises, plus the sound of the flushing toilet, which lasted for at least 10 minutes.

During this period, the software recording on the screen ends automatically because the video is turned off.

It is worth mentioning that when the almighty Gullit handed over the Rubik's Cube to Liuhua, he highly appreciated her determination to fight against monsters and protect the world.

After repairing everything, Gullit left first. When the fleet was delayed for a while, there were desperate reporters nearby who crossed the blockade to interview them. As a result, the entire fleet ignored them at all.

After confirming that his mission was completed, he returned quickly and disappeared from the screen.

... Then, Yang Ming's eyes turned red, and he felt that he had probably vomited out his stomach, but his head was exceptionally sober, even sober enough to play wows all night.

Forget it, it's too painful.

Beating his chest and stamping his feet, he returned to the chair. Yang Ming stretched out his fingers tremblingly, making zero gestures to the observers for a long time.

Li hangs down: "Oh... Forget it, the effect of sobering up is really top-notch. If we work together to make a batch of sobering drinks, it will definitely sell well."

Observer Zero did not answer and continued with his work.

That is, the offer is not accepted.

I went to wash my face, cleaned up the room, and passed the remaining skewers to Observer Zero by the way—she didn’t pick it up, probably because she wasn’t interested in this kind of food.

…………

Lying on his side on the bed, Yang Ming thought for a while, pulled Observer Zero's little padded jacket over his body, opened the port area, and saw Akashi was instructing the yellow chicken, which seemed exhausted, to work overtime.

"Akashi, I always feel that if you continue like this, you will be hung on the street lamp."

"Huh? It's Commander meow! The lights over there are so dim, why don't you rest meow?"

Hugging the constant temperature and not sweating, observer zero who is comfortable even in summer, he hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded: "Ah, yes, yes, it's a rest. By the way, you should let the yellow chicken rest. I don't want to see it tomorrow. You just have your head floating on the flagpole."

"I always feel that the commander's description is even scarier meow!"

With a downcast face, Akashi pushed and shoved at the screen: "This is Akashi's factory meow, Commander is going elsewhere. When the port is built, I will definitely surprise Commander meow!"

Shouldn't he be able to see the port full of boats after it's built? That's too...

After thinking about it, he suggested that Akashi change a batch of yellow chickens to toss, and then he swipe and pull the screen with one hand, and saw Anchorage running towards the scary room with a stack of picture books.

It seems that because of staying in Terra for a long time, the relationship has gradually improved, or maybe it is because of his own influence?All in all, An Bao seems to be looking forward to the story told by the 'big sister'.

If he went up to tell An Bao a story by himself, he might not have a chance to sleep tonight, and he would have to get up and go home tomorrow morning... So forget it, let Kewei do it for him.

After Anchorage knocked on the door and entered the room, he swipe the screen to go to the commander's office. When he entered, he saw that the emperor and Lei Dianzhen, who did not rest in the middle of the night, were reviewing some documents brought by the yellow chickens.

"My child, if you don't rest at such a late hour, can the body hold up for human beings?"

The emperor put down the document and asked as if it was a habit engraved into the core of his mind. Yang Ming couldn't help but yawned: "I'm going to sleep soon... why are you still processing the document now, can't you deal with it during the day?"

"Some things are better reviewed and completed earlier. Commander, you don't have to worry about these issues... Before Ying left, she said that if you have time, she would like to invite you to sit in the castle for a while."

Yang Ming chuckled: "Then I will be convicted of disrespect and hacked to death because I stepped into the castle tower with my left foot, right?"

"...?"

Lei Dian really didn't speak, just questioned.

The mere question is already hurtful!

Yang Ming opened his mouth and thought for a while, but before he could speak, he saw that the emperor never knew where, and took out three mental cubes: "By the way, I didn't have a chance to hand it over before. Here, this is the mental cube I collected through an emergency mission during this time." Rubik's Cube."

Click on the Rubik's Cube to let it enter the warehouse. The Emperor continued: "Recently, the frequency of urgent missions has increased. Remember to leave some fleets that can be executed in the port area."

understand understanding.

After yawning again, Yang Ming told them to rest, and then left the port area, with his arms around this season, Observer Zero, who can automatically adjust the temperature without turning on the air conditioner.

"Oh, I have to get up early again tomorrow, what time will it be... Let me think about it..."

"Wake me up at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, or you won't be able to catch the car back. By the way, I'm going home. Will you stay in this closet this summer vacation?"

The observer quietly curled up her body, and moved slightly with her slight breathing. After a while, she opened her eyes. The light blue clouds were very obvious in the night.

"After the data is synchronized, you don't need to worry about where I am. For the siren, it doesn't matter where the body is, as long as it is connected to the host."

It sounds like something is wrong...

(Volume [-] Finale)

Chapter 271 The title should be touched suddenly

Before the holidays, summer is actually here, but it's just the beginning rather than the end.

There were some twists and turns on the high-speed train home—a strange surrealist had been playing with water, and as a result, water was everywhere on the floor.

He was being educated by his mother throughout the whole journey, and the people on the bus couldn't help laughing, so that Yang Ming couldn't communicate properly with the port area.

The luggage and items have been packaged and delivered, and he himself is carrying the host back home.

On the screen of the phone, there was a thriving scene in the port area, and then the sleep-deprived brain of yesterday remembered that it was time to go to XCOM early and tell the commander there the whereabouts of Rainbow Squad.

By the way, make some more money.

[Dear passengers, hello, thank you for taking this train, the terminal of the train...]

When the broadcast sounded, Yang Ming poked at Anchorage, who had been chatting with him just now. Seeing her hiding away with a smile on her head, she felt a lot better.

Then he went home with nothing new. Yang Ming's home is not in W City where he studied, but next door... Forget it, a small fourth-tier city, there is nothing to introduce.

Carrying a host that can be said to be huge to others, Yang Ming walked through the station to pick up passengers. The hands of those people were like zombie walls in horror movies.

, while waiting for the bus with the mobile phone, a few more text messages were sent to the mobile phone.

Public service text messages and national defense public service text messages, as well as recruitment text messages for those who suddenly realize that they can call the wind and rain... Hey, in the end, don't you know nothing about yourself?

Staring at the mobile phone for a long time, as soon as he entered the port area, he saw Akane Shinjo at the gate of the command center with a tired Liuhua. Door.

Let's go to the C3 sea area of ​​the last event together, let those sirens see the power of the full fleet.

But it is actually a mixed fleet... Nagato puffed his cheeks a little unhappy, and when he was thinking about how to refuse decently, he happened to notice Yang Ming's arrival.

"You happened to be here. I've been a bit bored with fighting recently. If you ask me, I can raise my interest..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Ming said: "Since it is C3, I think what you lack is not cannons, but an aircraft carrier. Why don't you go find Kewei, bring Anbao in the front row, persuade Chise, and form a fleet How about going to attack again?"

The reason why it wasn't Nan Mengya was because...uh, she has gone to sea now to complete the daily purchase of supplies that takes more than two hours to come back.

"Hey~ It's a good idea, but I personally think, why doesn't the commander come over to command in person, maybe the C3 sea area can be broken in one breath."

Xintiao Qian doesn't usually praise people like this. If she praises, she must have other thoughts...

But Yang Ming didn't think too much about it, he shrugged: "Because I was on the way home, I suddenly logged in and maybe something happened, wait for me to put down my things first, and then come back after I get my things in order."

Then I saw Akane Shinjo suddenly lost interest, said something like 'wait for the commander to come over', and left on her own.

Baoduo Liuhua looked left and right, and as a common sense person, she sighed: "I'm very sorry, Qian is a little too..."

"It's okay, it's okay, she has such a personality, and the essence is not bad-you go to your own affairs first, I'm still on the way, quite far away."

Waving his hands, Yang Ming continued to carry the host on his back bitterly, thinking about the idea of ​​sending home directly next year, and rushing home.

Roommate you say?The roommate is lying on the back of the electric car like a dead pig in the morning, maybe he can wake up at the high-speed rail station, maybe he can't, who cares?