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Chapter 662

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The sound of footsteps drifting away came from his ears. Allen, who was hiding behind the tree, almost thought he had heard wrongly. ()

This convoy clearly belonged to the Federation, but it was definitely a shocking secret that they had made a deal with the Catus.

Originally, he didn't intend to pay any attention to a mysterious convoy that had deliberately scratched off its logo and concealed all the information. But now it was another matter. Allen slid down the tree silently. In the wilderness outside the forest, the tactical flying car had already started moving again. Allen bent down and sped forward. He stepped on small steps, and his figure was blurry in the night. Strangely, there was no sound of breaking through the air under the high ground. Just like that, he silently arrived at the rear of the chariot. He lowered his body and pounced on the bottom of the chariot, then reached out to grab the chassis. The chariot floated up and began to move forward.

Previously, he had already thought that someone in the Federation had leaked information to the enemy. Otherwise, the other party would not have been able to accurately intercept the fleet twice. Now that he had seen the convoy with his own eyes and heard the conversation of the two soldiers, his thoughts were even more confirmed. There was indeed a mole in the Federation, and he desperately wanted to know who that person was? If this traitor was not found out, not only would the Federation be defeated in this war, even the clan disciples who chose to hunt freely might not be able to return.

Allen felt a chill run down his back when he thought that the enemy knew his actions like the back of his hand. Fortunately, it wasn't too late to realize this.

By the time the Devil's Praise arrived in Allen's hands, it had already awakened to the first grade of Blood Hymn. The blood-red dagger stabbed into the chassis of the flying car, easily cutting through the alloy armor like cheese. Allen tore a gap in the chassis that he could pass through. By the time a neat piece of armor landed on the thick snow in the wilderness, Allen had already entered the rear cabin of the flying car through the gap. There were two rows of cargo boxes stacked here, with a fuel sign on one side and a weapon on the other.

Allen withdrew the Origin Tool, opened the weapon box, and casually picked out a brand-new magic energy rifle. The rifle only had a second gear, and the ability to set up a magic energy sequence was also very ordinary. Hurricane Shooting, a very common ability, allows Origin Energy bullets to be shot out at a faster speed to achieve the effect of a faster attack. Allen shrugged. Right now, this kind of weapon was useless to him. However, if he used it to kill enemies, he wouldn't need to release his ability, so it wouldn't attract the attention of the powerhouses in charge of the convoy.

There was only an automatic door between the cockpit and the cockpit. Allen walked over and gently closed it.

"You know what, Ben, I'm really sick of that woman. She has so many needs that I can't even satisfy them all. God knows how many men have climbed onto her bed when I wasn't home. "

"So you found a young prostitute, didn't you? Damn it, what's her name again? She's only fifteen, right? "

"Her name is Jolie. To be exact, she's only fourteen years old. But you wouldn't know that she's really good in bed. "

The two men smiled knowingly. There were only two seats in the driver's seat of the tactical flying car, and there was no third soldier in the car. So when there was a knock on the automatic door, both of their smiles froze.

"What's going on?" The soldier named Bane, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had a suspicious expression on his face.

Lloyd, who was driving, frowned and said, "Did something touch the door, or is there a ghost hiding in our back cabin?"

"This joke is so cold. Let me see what's going on. "Bann unbuckled his seat belt, picked up his rifle under his seat, and put on his tactical helmet.

"Be careful, man."

"I know." Bann made a gesture and unlocked the safety lock of the magic energy rifle before walking to the automatic door. He adjusted the rifle to an angle that could be fired at any time. Then, he reached out and entered a string of passwords into the password lock beside the automatic door. After the brain showed that the input was correct, the automatic door opened with a soft "da" sound. The moment the door opened, Bann raised his rifle and poked into the dark space in the back cabin.

After seeing that there was no one in the cabin, he walked in and casually turned on the light switch beside him. The lights on both sides of the cabin lit up, and Bann saw a gap in the ground. From the gap in the chassis, he could see the snow that was constantly retreating, as well as the occasional shadow of a grass ball.

"Damn it." Bann cried out.

Lloyd asked in the driver's seat, "What's wrong?"

"A gap" Bann turned around and said, but he suddenly froze. There was no one in the empty place just now, and at some unknown time, a figure had appeared. In the cabin light, he looked like a hunter wandering in the wilderness. He was covered in a cloak made of animal skin, and inside were tattered clothes and damaged armor. He was carrying a ferocious blood-colored heavy saber on his back, but he was holding a magic energy rifle of the Federation Army in his hand. Judging from the style, it seemed to have just been taken out of the weapon box in his left hand.

The man suddenly flashed forward.

Bann swore that he had never seen such a fast movement before. Almost as soon as the other party's body leaned slightly, that figure had already occupied his entire field of vision. Following that, his chest turned cold. Bann seemed to know what had happened. He shook his head vigorously, wanting to tell himself that things shouldn't have been like this. However, through the shield of the tactical helmet, he saw that the other party's hand was pressing against his chest in the corner of his eye.

A grip appeared in that hand, and a gem carved into the shape of a devil emitted a blood-colored halo at the end. Bann felt that it was his blood, and then the world quickly turned cold. At the end of his life, he could only see the man's silver head and two ruby-like eyes.

Allen gently put down the corpse and crashed into the driver's seat like lightning. He pointed the magical rifle at Lauder's head and said in a calm tone, "From now on, you must listen to me. Unless you don't want to see that Jolie again, now, tell me your name. "

"Lao … Lauder. Listen, sir, this is very irrational behavior. Do you know what you're doing? I bet if you knew who we were, you'd be scared shitless. "

Allen smiled. Lauder had to admit that this uninvited guest's smile was brilliant. It was like the sun in March, warming one's heart.

"Then, Mr. Lauder, do you have any good suggestions?"

"I suggest you get out of the car immediately. I can pretend that nothing happened, really."

"Including me killing one of your colleagues?"

"Ben? Damn it, yes, I'll pretend I didn't see it. "

Allen shook his head and his smile suddenly disappeared. His expression was like the sun in March, suddenly turning into the cold winter at the end of the year. "Mr. Lauder, I'm not a child, so don't lie to me with such nonsense. Don't say get out of the car. As soon as I turn around, you'll shoot at me. Even if I miss, I'll immediately report it. At that time, how many soldiers will chase after me? A hundred? Or two hundred? Oh, you also have a colonel. What's his name again? "

Beads of sweat appeared on Lloyd's forehead. He finally knew that he had underestimated this big boy in front of him. His thoughts were much more meticulous than that childish face of his, and he even knew that there was a colonel overseeing the convoy. Lauder wasn't sure how much Allen knew.

"I know what you're doing. Mr. Lauder, to be honest, what you're doing is really dirty. We're at war with those rhinoceroses, oh, and the damn Grai giants. As for you, you sold a strategic resource like the Shadow Star Diamond to each other. Let me guess, do the Catus have dark matter cannons or black hole weapons? Otherwise, how could I use something like the Shadow Star Diamond? "

Lauder's heart skipped a beat, and a voice in his heart screamed, "Kill him, he knows too much."

"Your heartbeat is increasing. That's not a good sign. Don't get any ideas, Mr. Lauder. Now tell me, which legion are you from? Who is the colonel in charge of the convoy, and the coordinates of your final destination. I need to know this. I promise, as long as you don't hide it, I can let you off. Of course, I'll have to let you sleep for a day or two. "

Lauder opened his mouth and was about to say something. At this moment, the communicator beside him lit up, causing the soldier's expression to become very contradictory.

Allen pointed his gun at his head and said, "You should know what to say. Mr. Lauder, I believe that when you chose to betray the Federation, there was no honor or loyalty to speak of. I hope you don't suddenly remember these things at this time. Otherwise, you'll probably have to say goodbye to the beautiful Miss Jolie. "

Lauder smiled bitterly and patted the communicator. A gloomy voice immediately sounded from the equipment, "What's going on, Number 7? Why didn't you answer immediately? Did something happen to you?"

"No, no. Colonel Bula, it's just that Ben just told a joke. I didn't react for a moment. "Lauder replied.

"Joke? You guys are so relaxed, Mr. Lauder. For the love of God, keep your mouths shut. Now, get on with the mission seriously. "

The communication was cut off, and the sharp aftershock from the equipment sounded as if the other party had thrown the walkie-talkie down heavily.

"This Colonel Bula has a bad temper." Allen sat in the copilot's seat and still pointed his gun at the driver. "Alright, let's talk. Where did you come from?"

The first step of betrayal was always difficult to take. But as long as he took the first step, the next step would be much easier. Lauder had deceived Colonel Bula, and there had been a subtle change in his mentality from before. He revealed the intelligence of the Great General, but this information surprised Allen. Without a doubt, the members of this convoy were all from the Federation Army. However, the soldiers and officers did not come from the same legion. For example, this Lauder in front of him was a corporal in the spread of death. The dead Bane was a first class soldier of the Iron Fist Legion.

There was also Colonel Bula, who came from the Golden Lion. In this way, it would not be easy to deduce the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes from the legion to which the soldiers belonged. However, everything was always relative. The fact that these soldiers and officers could be drawn from many legions indirectly meant one thing.

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