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Chapter 694 Do you call this a counterattack?!

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In the southern waters, the North Island, in a small but luxuriously decorated room, Charas, who was dressed in a well-decorated manner, was paced back and forth.

His eyes frequently looked at the digital wall clock on the wall, and then glanced at the door casually, almost all of his fidget expressions were written on his face.

At this moment, he suddenly knocked three times outside the door.

As if he received a signal, he immediately walked up and opened the door, and saw a young officer in uniform standing at the door.

Come in and say.

Before the man could speak, he pulled the officer in, carefully looked at whether anyone was following outside the door, and then slowly closed the door.

How is the situation?

Looking at Mr. Charas with a look of anticipation, the officer said nervously.

Something happened.

Hearing this sentence, Charas's mood instantly sank into the bottom of the valley, and his brows were twisted into a ball.

Before he could ask, the officer kept speaking quickly.

...The gunshots rang for more than an hour, from the sea to the beach, there were blood and corpses everywhere, including people and mutants.

Hearing that there were people in the corpse, there were mutants, Charas asked hurriedly with a glimmer of hope.

Is it more people or more mutants?

The officer said with an ugly expression.

People...but those guys seem to be not from the league.

Charas was stunned and blurted out.

Not from the league?!Who can it be?

The officer shook his head.

I don’t know that there is no obvious sign on them and their identities cannot be confirmed for the time being.According to the video taken by our drone, they entered Baiyue Strait on two cargo ships and happened to run into the mutant troops sent by the torch to French Fries Port.The beasts with fish scales also had no eyes and could not walk when they saw people. They first fought with the two boats, and then chased them to the shore. As a result, the landing location was five or six kilometers away from the French Fries Port!

Charas's eyes widened.

Then what?

The officer said with a difficult look on his face.

Then… they were all taken away by the Alliance.

Charas: …

There was silence in the room.

Because the maritime patrol was absent, the federal destroyers stayed in the nearby waters for a long time, and the drones released almost exhausted the entire battle.

Looking at Charas with a solemn expression, the officer's Adam's apple moved and said in a low voice.

...This matter was broken. Those guys were beaten and wiped out. There were too many corpses and there was no time to deal with them, and there was no way to deal with them.As soon as the sky is dawn tomorrow morning, the people from the Maritime Patrol will return to the patrol area, and they will surely find abnormalities on the beach.The only thing I worry about now is that there will be people with ulterior motives that will connect those bodies with today's exercise.

Unlike the navy who was completely loyal to the Southern Federation, he knew very well that there were two forces in the presidential palace.

There are good people like Mr. Charas who stand on the federal standpoint, and there are cowards who are hesitant about Shelter No. 70.

If the weak guys realize that there is something else in the fuse of the war, their weakness will bring the Federation, which has the advantage in this war, into the abyss.

Charas pondered for a long time without hesitation and spoke slowly.

Even if we are connected, it is nothing, and it is not our territory.

Seeing that Mr. Charas was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, the young officer couldn't help but feel anxious and said quickly.

It's true as you said...but what if anyone tied those mutants to the wrecked cargo ships in the southern waters?In the past, everyone thought that those guys with fish scales would not leave the Death Coast, but now they swam more than a thousand kilometers and emerged directly from our west, and they would also launch torpedoes!It would be untenable to use distance as a guise to say that they could not attack our cargo ships.

He paused, and he lowered his voice and continued, "I heard that someone was investigating the wrecked ships recently, including the Golden Coast sent by the President to Haiya Province to inspect, and the wreckage of the current power station... It would be troublesome if those guys who were probing their heads found anything."

A sharp light flashed in Charas's eyes, and his clenched fists kept rubbing against his index finger and thumb.

Observing the expression on the chief of staff's face, the officer continued in a deep voice.

What I worry most now is what the president knows, and we have to plan the worst anyway.If it really doesn't work, let's showdown with the president

Regarding the current federal system, the commander-in-chief of the federal Navy is the president who serves as the president. Any military action requires the president's personal authorization to be carried out.

Although everything they did was for the Federation, this was an unauthorized action after all, and neither legal nor reasonable enough.

Things will be broken sooner or later.

Especially as this trend continues, the risk of being misleading is getting greater and greater.

Instead of laying the groundwork for the greater hidden dangers in the future because of today's concealment, it is better to confess that the president will also be on their chariot and carry the war forward in a more thorough manner.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Charas without hesitation.

Now is not the time, and Mr. President and his supporters still have fantasies about Shelter No. 70, and we have to give our compatriots who have not yet come out of the past.Don't worry, I will stare at him. Just help me keep an eye on the sea patrol. I'm worried that there is a leak of news and let the league prepare in advance.

But……

The officer hesitated and obviously wanted to say something, but Charas blocked him back without hesitation.

You go down first. We have been meeting for too long. I will look for you again if there is something.

yes……

Faced with the unquestionable look, the officer finally gave up and nodded, turned around and left the room.

Looking at the closed door, Charas sat down on the sofa, stretched out his index finger and pinched his eyebrows.

Showdown to the president?

A bunch of innocent guys.

Mr. Mongo would never stand with them, and the Southern Islands Federation was founded by that guy.

If he knew that the current power station was actually sunk by his own people, and the purpose was just to provide the Federation with an excuse to liquidate the 70th refuge, even if he didn't kill him, he would definitely kick himself out of the presidential palace.

What's more, even if he takes ten thousand steps back, the guy agreed to follow them to conceal the truth of the war. How could he turn the Federation into his own thing?

Of course he would show up with Mr. President.

But it is definitely not the present where the Presidential Palace and the Navy are in close contact...

Sinking consciousness into a shining holy land with light, Charas lowered his eyebrows slightly and whispered silently.

The group of monsters with gills you raised are in trouble, so you better keep them low profile for a while.

It's not me who's complaining... You really should find some slightly decent allies.

……

The next morning.

The light of the morning light shines on the north shore of the Baiyue Strait, and a layer of golden yellow on the quiet beach.

Standing at the bow of the patrol boat, Muda stared at the direction of the French Fries Harbor with his eyes fixed on his face and frowned slightly.

As he reacted, the sailor standing next to him whispered.

What a strong smell of blood...

After a pause, he added another sentence.

Not like the beast left behind.

Muda nodded and shouted at the cabin behind him.

Turn on active sonar.

yes!

The sailor who drove the boat nodded and responded, reached out and pressed his hand on the dashboard of the console, and opened a red button.

After a while.He shouted in surprise.

There are two wrecks six to seven kilometers westward... Looking at the echo pattern, it seems to be a civilian cargo ship.

Shipwreck?!

Mu Da felt a little badly in his heart.

The sailor standing beside him looked at him nervously.

Sir, do you want to go over and take a look?

Muda pondered for a moment.

Let’s go to our neighbors first!

In any case, there are more than 500 residents of Coral City living in French Fries Port.

Although those guys claimed to have joined the league, the friendship between fellow men still made him unable to let them go.

Of course, other survivors from Fries Harbor are included.

Because he occasionally went to the island to drink, he was quite familiar with the people there.

Although there were many misunderstandings between them at the beginning, after getting along for a while, he found that those guys were actually pretty good people.

It is completely different from the selfish and cunning wasteland tourists on land. They rarely only care about themselves when considering problems, and often consider other people's difficulties.

Including the water pipe under construction, the survivors of the circular island have a good review of those guys, at least not annoying.

Hopefully they don't have any trouble...

The speedboat quickly approached the dock.

Seeing the unexpected deserted camp, Mu Da's heart sank slightly. When the speedboat stopped, he quickly jumped onto the dock and led his two subordinates to the direction of the camp.

It was just at this moment that a shelter resident walked out with a plastic bucket and a fishing rod and happened to meet him.

Both of them were stunned when they saw each other.

However, the shelter residents responded a little faster, came to their senses and patted their heads, and said with a smile in the stuttering couplet.

Oh, you're the captain of the Southern Islands Federal Maritime Patrol, right?Muda?

Looking at this strange guy, Muda asked blankly.

Do you know me?

The fisherman carrying the fishing rod said with a smile.

I know Ah, although it was my first time, I have heard of it on the forum before.

Muda: …?

Seeing the NPC looking not very smart, the player scratched his head and said.

Is there anything you have to do?Looking for someone or?

Nothing is wrong... I just want to ask the people here?While talking, Mu Da looked around and looked at the man holding the fishing rod in confusion: Why is it so deserted today?

The player said with a smile when he heard the words.

Oh, this matter is so normal. There are not many people in this settlement. There are more than 500 people leaving early this morning, and many people followed our elder brother Fang to make trouble.

Making trouble?Muda was stunned again, not understanding what this sentence means.

Seeing that he didn't understand, the player was patient and used an unskilled couplet to tell the whole story.

Last night, a group of Hanpi came here from the Bharat Province. I don’t know what they were thinking, but they actually dared to fire at us. Then we even cleaned up the fish raised by the Torch Church with them. As a result, we got rid of the people and arrested them and asked. They turned out to be from the Xilan Empire.

It was the Xilan Empire, the fish raised by the Torch Church, and some words that I had never heard before. Muda was confused when he heard it. Taking advantage of the man's pause, he quickly grabbed the topic.

Anyway, it’s good that you are fine... By the way, how long will your side Chang come back?

The player said with a smile.

It will take about a week, is there anything wrong?I can tell him for you.

Muda coughed and said.

No need, I was curious to ask... By the way, you just said fish raised by torch?What does that mean?

The player continued with a smile.

It's those mutants Ah!The blue-skinned one has fish scales on her body and gills on her chin. The weapons used are also varied, including long spears, short cannons, and even torpedoes. I heard that they floated over from the Death Coast of Haiya Province.

Death Coast?!

Muda stared at him blankly, his face full of surprise.

Of course he had heard of a group of blue-skinned mutants living near the coast of Death. What surprised him was that the mutants actually appeared here?!

From here to the Death Coast, even the straight line distance is a thousand kilometers.

Can those mutants swim so far?!

Especially when he heard that the group of mutants could still fire torpedoes, his face suddenly changed.

Can you take me to the scene?

The player scratched the back of his head with a reluctant expression.

That place is not far away, and you can see it if you drive west along the coastline for five or six kilometers. Our people should still be cleaning the battlefield there... I still have to fish. I'll wait a while and I'll get the fish to feed them. Why don't I find someone to take you there?

Hearing that the battlefield was five or six kilometers west, Muda immediately thought of the two wrecked ships he had just discovered with sonar, and his expression couldn't help but feel a little excited.

If those two ships were sunk by mutants, some clues might be found on them!

Looking at the shelter resident who was anxious to end the conversation, he no longer delayed the person's time and sincerely expressed his gratitude.

Thanks!I can just go there myself!

After saying that, he took his subordinates back to the speedboat and started the engine again.

After driving five kilometers to the west, he saw a group of people wearing exoskeletons on the beach not far away, dragging the bodies washed by the waves into the dug pit to bury them.

He also saw Muda standing on the speedboat. The old devil Volde who was standing on the shore recognized the person who had drunk alcohol before and greeted him with a smile.

Yo, are you back?

Muda shouted and replied: I just came back, I heard that two ships sank here last night?If it is convenient, I want to go and have a look.

The model worker of Volde waved his hand readily.

No problem, Brother Fang told us before leaving, saying that if you are interested in the two wrecks, you will take you to see it.By the way, do I need someone to send you to find the locations of those two ships?

Muda: No need, we have positioned its coordinates, thank you!

The model worker in Volde smiled and said: You're welcome!By the way, just in case I'll arrange two 'electric rays' to follow you.

After saying that, he contacted the engineering team through the VM and transferred two newly charged electric rays from the French Fries Port to help.

The ability of that thing is not only underwater welding, but also to drive away alien species through active discharge. This is a new usage they have developed in practice.

Considering that the power of the mental interference device on the speedboat is limited, Muda did not refuse.

After the two electric rays arrived, he ordered the engine to drive and followed them to the wrecked sea.

Both cargo ships were incredibly miserable.

The hull was opened with a big hole, and the sea water sank to the bottom of the sea after it was poured in, embedded in the rocky seabed one after another.

Fragile and swollen corpses floated around, some hung up by boat hulls, some entangled by seaweed, allowing the fish to bite, like hell.

Muda, who was wearing a diving suit, jumped into the water and saw the scene in front of him, and felt a numb scalp and his stomach was overturned.

The two electric ray unmanned boats with electric arcs slowly swam in front of one of the cargo ships. A crackling electric current drove away the surrounding fish, opening up a way forward for him.

Follow one of the electric rays forward.

After searching around the bow of the ship with a flashlight, Muda soon found the inwardly sunken thrust on one side of the bow.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were involuntarily imprinted with a hint of disbelief and surprise.

The traumatic surface formed by the explosion was exactly the same as the scars on the hull of the Golden Coast investigation ship published in the newspaper!

Although it still requires professional identification to determine whether it is the damage caused by the same weapon, he was still shocked by the discovery in front of him and opened his mouth wide.

He took a photo of the wound left by the explosion. He searched around with a flashlight, and found the wreckage left by the torpedo near a reef.

It was a piece of slap.

The shoddy stainless steel shell was exactly the same as the one they found near the Golden Coast survey ship.

First, a signal from a mental interference device was detected near the Ocean Current Power Station, and then the Dolphin, carrying a blood debt on the blood of twelve cargo ships, could not even find a weapon.

Now, those aquatic mutants who would never leave the Death Coast mentioned by experts with the title of consultant not only appeared in the waters 1,000 kilometers away, but even brought the weapons of the Golden Coast investigation ship...

Is there a truth in these guys?

Anger burned in his pupils, and he couldn't help but squeeze out a curse from his teeth.

Oh shit……

……

Just as the Southern Islands Federal Maritime Patrol was busy collecting evidence of two wrecks, a nuclear fusion-powered submarine was moving at a speed of nearly fifty knots in the direction of Port Kingaron at a speed of nearly fifty knots.

The 2000km distance is required for diesel-powered cargo ships and a group of unskilled sailors to slap at sea for a week.

But for the Dolphin, it takes less than a day, and twenty-two hours are enough if the sea conditions are in good condition.

In addition to the commander named Dijang and more than 100 soldiers of the Xilan Empire who were beaten to the point of being bruised, more than 500 players affiliated with the Burning Corps also followed the submarine.

More than half of them arrived at the French Fries Port, which was only on the Niuma Airship this morning, and as soon as they got off the airship, they boarded the submarine with the ammunition transported from Dawn City.

They are all elites in the alliance, with a minimum sequence level of 25. They are not only equipped with five-type light cavalry and six-type heavy cavalry exoskeletons, among which there are twenty new DLZJ-1 Xia Guang!

In addition to basic infantry equipment, support equipment such as 88mm mortars, Y-2 quadrotor attack drones, pigeon missiles, etc. are also available.

In order to make room for ammunition and spoils, Fang Chang specially asked Captain Chen Jianhong to clear the cargo hold overnight and transfer the containers to the newly built warehouse in French Fries Port for those who are interested in picking up garbage.

Looking at the exoskeletons and power armors emitting a solemn aura in the submarine's cargo hold, Captain Chen Jianhong always felt something was wrong and couldn't help but look at Fang Chang beside him and said.

I should have said that the Dolphin is a cargo submarine, we are not warships, and we will not and should not participate in any military missions that take the initiative to attack.

Fang Chang said with a smile.

I know, but any citizen of the alliance has the obligation to uphold the alliance's constitution, not to mention that this is not an active attack, but the other party's undeclared battle and we are forced to fight back.

Rolling his eyes at Hu Lai's statement, Chen Jianhong couldn't help but complain.

I have never heard of any counterattack that can go back two thousand kilometers away!

Haven't you heard about it now?Speaking in a joking tone, Fang Chang patted his shoulder and comforted patiently, "Don't worry, you won't participate in any battles, you just need to wait for us to finish the matter in a safe place, and then pick us up and leave."

Looking at Captain Chen who was still worried, Chief Fang continued to say another sentence.

If you really can't accept it, just think it's humanitarian rescue.

Captain Chen was stunned.

…Humanitarian rescue?

That's right, Fang Chang said with a serious face. Based on the clues provided by other shelter residents, we suspect that there is population trade and organ trafficking at the Port of Jingalun.Generally, we can't care that far, but since they provoked us on their own initiative, we plan to get some people back while abolishing their port.

Captain Chen: ...

Did this guy say hesitation?

The previous sentence said something about humanitarian rescue, but the next sentence revealed the true thoughts in my heart.

But he didn't object.

He also heard about what happened in the Bharat Province, after all, there are many survivors who escaped from there in the French Fries Port.

If we can take more people out of that hell, it would be a good deed.

The catastrophe two centuries ago turned the entire planet into wasteland. Not only did civilization undergo a systematic decline, but it also distorted during the decline.

In his opinion, the only normal place on this planet is the only survivor power led by the residents of the shelter.

Almost all refuge residents have a sense of salvation to a greater or lesser extent, and Chen Jianhong, a refugee, is naturally no exception.

In fact, there is no need for any arguments like passive counterattack.

Save the suffering survivors.

For him, this one alone is enough!

On the other side, the commander Dijang, who was blindfolded and threw his hands in the cabin, finally gave up his futile struggle after several attempts to break free.

It was a rope made of devil silk. Unless his arm can turn into the mouth of a devil moth, don't try to cut even one of the mouths.

Listening to the tide coming from the bottom of the deck, even if he was stupid, he knew what these blue gophers were trying to do. Eighty-mostly, they planned to do what they had done to them and land on a civilian cargo ship at the Port of Cincarn.

These shameless guys!

A sinister villain!

Have the ability to compete with one dignified battle!

Di Rang cursed in his heart, but he didn't pay any attention and scolded himself. He stopped the roar that resounded in his heart until he was tired, put his face on the cold deck and gasped, and his tired eyelids began to fight.

I don’t know how long it has passed.

During this period, he seemed to have slept for a while, and did not wake up from his trance until he was hungry.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the tide echoing in his ears seemed different from when he came on a boat, and it sounded more dull, like a ghost whispering.

A faint feeling of anxiety suddenly arose in his heart.

Especially when he thought of being blindfolded and staying in this claustrophobic cabin for a whole week, the slightest uneasiness gradually turned into fear.

Hey!

He couldn't help but shout, trying to reach forward with his chin that was pressed against the deck, trying to get the attention of the guards here.

At least take off my eye mask!

No one responded.

Just when he was nervous, footsteps suddenly came from the front and a slight sound of keyholes.

Because his eyes were blindfolded for too long, his hearing was abnormally sensitive and soon captured the undetectable movement.

As expected, he was the one who came to deliver food to him, he seized the opportunity and immediately shouted loudly.

Can I remove my eye mask?Are you still afraid of a prisoner who is bound to his hands and feet?!

However, to his surprise, the man did not seem to be here to deliver food to him. At least he did not smell the scent of the food in the wind blowing from the door.

Stop quarrel, when you get home, get up and get out of here.

Arrive at...home?

Di Rang was stunned at first, then a look of fear suddenly appeared on his twisted face.

He seemed to fall asleep in a daze just now, but he didn't sleep for a week. Now I'm afraid he didn't even come out of Bharathara. How could he be there?!

A terrible thought came to his mind.

Could it be...

These guys plan to throw themselves into the sea to feed the fish?!

No!I won't go down!

Looking at the guy who was yelling like crazy, the player who came down to take the people looked helpless, why did he take on this most boring job by himself?

Too lazy to talk nonsense to the prisoner, he went up and lifted the guy's collar, picked up the guy up like a chicken, and pushed him out of the single room.

Be honest!