"Victory!"
A confident voice rang out.
The white light shone on the red wine, creating ripples in everyone's hearts along with this voice.
This was a victory!
The Atlantic Federation, who once thought of themselves as the leader of mankind, and even the death merchant Blue Persian Chrysanthemum, who controlled this behemoth behind the scenes, thought that they were powerless. In the end, they ushered in their first victory since the outbreak of the X1 crack crisis.
This victory came too late!
It was so late that they lost all of their territory within their traditional sphere of influence and could only retreat to a small island.
The people sitting on the two sofas kept looking at each other, and for a while, no one spoke.
"What's wrong?"
The man who occupied the first seat alone, holding a glass of red wine and slowly sipping it seemed to be dissatisfied.
Now was the time to celebrate.
However, these allies had long faces.
What a disappointment!
"You guys are really a disappointment!"
The man casually put the wine glass on the table, stood up, and walked around the depressed allies with his hands behind his back, and stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Luckily, our soldiers didn't see your disheartening faces! Your Excellency Dre. Don't you think now is the time to show a victorious smile to the soldiers who fought a bloody battle and finally ushered in victory? "
The man's voice was steady and powerful, but everyone heard a hint of threat.
A threat that could not be shaken by the man's ruling authority.
Everyone subconsciously exchanged glances, and in the end, it was the person who was named by the man who spoke.
He was one of the people in Blue Persian Chrysanthemum who had a close relationship with the man.
An old man who had just crossed the age of sixty.
"Jeep. Our homeland has been occupied by that group of monsters. From the last message we received from the last base we left on that land before it fell, there's no possibility of our compatriots living there anymore. "
"Yes. It is indeed so. Therefore, this paradise island is the last fortress of mankind, the last hope! Isn't it? Dre. "
The man did not turn to look at his allies, but continued to look at the busy command hall below.
Now, they had entered the post-war tidying up stage.
He believed that the detailed results of the battle would be sent to him soon.
Without a doubt.
This was going to be an inspiring event, and it might even be able to spread the name of Paradise Island to the ears of the humans who were struggling to survive under the attacks of the monsters.
Therefore, under the control of the Blue Persian Chrysanthemum, Paradise Island would definitely become the leader of mankind to walk out of the abyss of monsters and welcome a new future.
That was the goal that he, Jepler, had to achieve.
"The last hope? Gipper. That being said, we still don't know enough about the strength of those monsters. Sending a message to the entire world in such an ostentatious manner, I'm afraid it will be intercepted by the other party, right? "
"Hmph! So what? Although the strength of that group of monsters was terrifying, at the same time, they were also very strange. No one knows where they came from, but Paradise Island must be a fortress that those monsters can't touch. "
After a pause, the man turned his face to the side and looked at his old ally from the corner of his eye.
"Dre. You're tired. You must have accumulated a lot of fatigue in the process of retreating. It's time for you to rest. "
The man's proud chuckle slowly sounded.
The ally in Dre's eyes was so unfamiliar.
"Don't worry! Leave this to me, leave it to us! This victory is just the beginning! Dre, I believe that in the near future, we humans will be able to return to our homeland and expel those monsters! "
"Jeeple … You …"
Just as the old man wanted to persuade Kiplier, he was unexpectedly 'escorted' out of the room by two powerful guards, one on the left and one on the right.
At the same time, a somewhat nervous correspondent brushed past them and jogged all the way to Jepler's side.
"What's wrong?"
That was the last thing Dre heard as he was escorted out of the room by the "guards".
A few minutes later, the correspondent left the room.
However, compared to his previous nervousness, this correspondent's face was relaxed.
Once again standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at the busy scene in the command hall below, Jepler slowly raised his gaze and looked at the top left image of the main screen.
That was the image from the Moon.
At the same time, it was also the image from the Eighth Fleet, the space fleet that was under the command of Earth's General Hal Barton.
"This, is just a small matter. Compared to the matter of you sending your proud student, assistant, and even the main battleship — Archangel to Paradise Island to support, a mere biological CPU is nothing. "
While thinking, Jepler raised his hand and signaled to the attendant beside him.
"You, come here! Pass down the order, that … the biological CPU called Stella will be temporarily handed over to the captain of Archangel, Marcus Ramyes. "
"Yes!"
After giving out the order, Jepler turned around and looked at his allies.
"Come! My friends! Now is the time to celebrate the victory, isn't it? "
At the same time, on one side of Paradise Island, inside the huge Gnacou.
Two groups of people were confronting each other.
On one side was a person wearing a white coat with a spiral logo on the collar.
On the other side was a group of people led by two women.
In the group of people on both sides, there were a considerable number of soldiers equipped with firearms.
And the reason for this scene was a blonde girl in the arms of a woman.
"You guys, it's time to stop! The battle is already over. Why do you still want to continue strengthening!? "
The woman tightly hugged the blonde girl who had already fainted, and looked coldly at the group of people who were determined to take the blonde girl away.
"Now, what Stella needs is rest, not strengthening!"
A fierce aura surged like a tsunami, and the group of people in white coats were shocked to the point that they did not dare to make a sound.
After hesitating for a while, a slightly older middle-aged man who seemed to have some authority walked out from the crowd.
"You, are the captain of Archangel, Lieutenant Colonel Marcus Ramyes?"
"Yes!"
The woman nodded, but her attitude did not soften at all.
"I'm very sorry! Even if it's you, the captain of Archangel, you can't interfere with our work. This is also the preparation for the next battle! Sheng … No, Stella consumed too much energy in the fierce battle just now … "
"I remember that you guys didn't directly call Stella by her name, but called her and them biological CPU. Am I right? "
At this time. The black-haired woman standing beside Marcus suddenly interrupted the man's words.
During this time, a fierce gaze was also directed at the man's eyes, almost seeing through him.
"I …"
Biological CPU.
This was the name that these people in white coats gave to the group of people that Stella was in.
"Although this is a decision made for the continuation of mankind, your approach is too extreme."
The black-haired woman stepped forward and stood in front of Marcus, scolding with a threatening aura.
"In this war, an experienced pilot can lay the foundation for victory and guide the war to the final victory. Instead of being called "biological CPU" here, being wantonly played by you like a white mouse!! "
"You! Do you want to delay the next battle? Shi … No!! "
The man was forced to the limit by the black-haired woman step by step.
So, anger appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the black-haired woman without fear, and even raised his hand to point at the blonde girl in Marcus's arms.
"Is this biological CPU worth all of you doing this? She's just a chess piece that can be discarded at any time! She's only useful before she's abandoned … "
"Shut up! Doctor! "
At this moment, a cold shout interrupted the man's anger.
Both sides turned to look in the direction of the voice.
"I'm Major Zagus. Lieutenant Colonel Marcus Ramyes, Major Natale Bakilulu, I've heard of your names for a long time. "
The person who came didn't pay attention to the group of people in white coats, but greeted Marcus first.
Such a friendly attitude made Marcus, the black-haired woman, and Bakilulu exchange glances.
The two smart people already knew the intention of the person behind the scenes who secretly controlled this Paradise Island.
So, Marcus handed the blonde girl in her arms to someone else to take care of, and returned the greeting with Bakilulu.
"I'm Marcus Ramyes."
"I'm Natale Bakilulu."
After a brief greeting, Zagus looked back at the group of people in white coats, and then said.
"Commander, I heard that Stella and Lieutenant Colonel Marcus Ramyes are old friends, so now that Stella, a great hero, has returned victorious, it's good for the Second Lieutenant and Lieutenant Colonel to meet. Do you have any questions? "
After a moment of silence, the group of people in white coats left, and no longer entangled with Marcus and the others on the issue of Stella's ownership.
"The captain of the Archangel. I hope Stella can come here as soon as possible. Even if she doesn't continue to strengthen, at least maintain her current physical condition. "
Hearing this, Margaux glanced at the unconscious blonde girl and nodded silently.
"When Stella wakes up, I'll ask her for her opinion."
The storm was resolved.
However, in addition to Stella, there were more biological CPUs that were carried out of the battered body and sent to the depths of Paradise Island.
Neither Marlow nor Bujiluru could do anything to them.
Being able to bring Stella out was the limit of their abilities.
After all, the two, and even the biggest backer of the Archangel, was still far away on the moon.
What's more, in addition to the biological CPUs including Stella, there were also other biological CPUs that were forced to flee to Paradise Island under the rampage of monsters. They exchanged their lives for a chance for their family to survive on Paradise Island, and they volunteered to become another type of biological CPU.
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