Chapter 475 You are not listening to me seriously at all

Wu Nansen is much kinder than Bei Zhikang. Well, it’s mainly because Base 3 doesn’t have only one voice like Base 7.

When he heard this response from the translator, even the formal smile on his face faded: "I think you are not listening to me. I can repeat it again. It’s your people who robbed their Sky Island. You should understand what it means to get back the Sky Island to the betrayer."

"Mr. Wu! Be careful with your words!"

"Old Luo, you are fucking crazy! It’s not over yet, right? Do you have a say in this matter? Can’t you do a good job in your ideological and political work?"

"Director Miao, you can’t say that. What’s wrong with the political commissar? You still have to follow the training!"

Luo Zhen, usually called Luo Touer by his subordinates, is the former political commissar of the garrison on the main island of Base 3, with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

Miao Youfang, the former local public security chief, deputy county.

Gu Jingzhuang, from the reclamation area, lieutenant colonel.

These are the identities of the three people who spoke. They are the original veterans of Base 3.

As for Wu Nansen and the silent staff officer Hou, one was originally from the Xiangnan system and the other from the border defense, both were division-level cadres, and both joined the base later.

The five people have different levels, but the right to speak seems to be basically equal-

The base was very chaotic when it was first established. The five people led their own way and made great efforts. Later, they were assigned positions, but the names that their subordinates had long been accustomed to were retained.

Luo Zhen is 44 years old this year, very young. There are more than 2,800 direct subordinates under his command at the beginning, not to mention the recruitment and supplementation after the establishment of the base. He doesn't have many hobbies. The thing he is most passionate about is to compete with Wu Nansen. Unfortunately, Comrade Wu doesn't buy that at all. He wears pants with staff officer Hou, so there is no big friction.

But today, Wu Nansen was obviously in no mood to argue with him. He said indifferently: "Political Commissar Luo, you have expressed your opinions many times, and I understand them. But if you have any other opinions, please speak up and speak quickly. Instructor Rao and General Bei will be here in five minutes."

That expression and tone seemed to be persuading someone to write a suicide note.

Luo Zhen was choked and his face suddenly flushed red. This was like holding the tractor handle to pierce his heart and sprinkle salt on the wound. Not to mention Rao Qifang, he didn't dare to even raise his head for Bei Zhikang.

Boss Bei's level and qualifications are enough for him to survive for another two or three lifetimes. The people who spoke from top to bottom were all soldiers he brought up. When all the disaster relief bases in the Flower Planting Family needed to make a joint decision, there was only one seat for Bei Zhikang in the 3rd and 7th bases.

If this is not called piercing the heart, should it be called whipping the corpse?

Fortunately, Tony Jia saved Luo Zhen's face in time: "So, his war behavior was approved by the official Huaxia base?"

"He is not from the base," Wu Nansen spread his hands innocently, "You can scan his contract structure."

Tony Jia's teeth were trembling: "So why are you still here now?"

"You are still not listening to me seriously. I have said that this is the airspace of the 3rd base. On behalf of the base, I welcome your arrival and am ready to provide humanitarian assistance at any time."

" # ￥%"

Tony Jia suddenly had the urge to vomit blood, and his blood-red eyeballs rolled around in his eye sockets, as if they might burst out of the eye sockets at any time due to excessive internal pressure.

With an inadvertent glance, Tony Jia's eyes were wide open: "Why didn't he stop? He is killing my subordinates! Stop! Kill him for me!!"

Hula~

The guns, heavy artillery and various weapons of both sides came to life in an instant and aimed at each other.

"Don't move! Put down your weapons immediately!"

"Stop!"

"Nonono, Jia, are you crazy?"

There is absolutely no simple person who can hang around in the apocalypse for so long, but with so many gun barrels pointing at each other, it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous.

Tony Jia swallowed hard: "You"

"Don't be impulsive, sit down and talk slowly," Wu Nansen pressed his palms to signal everyone to calm down, "I won't cover up anyone, but this is a personal grudge, a contract duel approved by the prayer interface and not allowed to be interrupted or disturbed. I said you can scan his contract composition - and I personally suggest you change the translator, the level is too poor, did you translate my words wrong?"

Tony Jia really swiped a ray of prayer light, and after reading the instructions, the veins on his forehead jumped wildly.

Time goes back to before the 3rd base and the Santa Katana Council argued, that is, a few minutes ago, below

Humans are very strange creatures. After nearly 10,000 defeated deserters found that the other side had no interest in them and abandoned them, they were relieved to escape the shadow of death, as well as fear and confusion. Then they were furious and angry.

"You asked for this!"

"Kill them!"

"Open fire!"

The defeated soldiers who just wished that their parents would give them a few more pairs of wings saw that the three "masterminds" dared to stand together. Now they seemed to have become elite soldiers who had fought a hundred battles. They didn't need any instructions or communication at all. They pointed their guns at the three people.

"Boom boom boom!"

Li Lasi almost subconsciously rushed to Li Cang's side, and pressed him against the back of [Kun] like a play, flattening him.

But after waiting for a long time, no bullets or shells fell on him.

What happened?

He looked up quietly and saw that the densely packed bullets and shells formed a real barrage, floating motionlessly around Kun, bright red.

Li Laisi couldn't hold back her dignity at that time, and she kicked the ball with a football: "Gan, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Li Cang is also aggrieved. He just tried to use [Kun]'s floating force field to control the people on the island and even the large and small earth and rocks on the empty island, but it was completely useless.

This kick must not be in vain, Li Cang must make amends with these two devils.

The dog-leggers who had already stopped to guard against the area outside the red light circle were dispatched again. Thousands of dog-leggers drove tens of thousands of people away, jumping up and down, like herding sheep.

Therefore, a scene appeared that made Tony Jia roar.

The situation in the red light area is almost the same as outside. Lao Wang has a hammer in his left hand and a machete in his right hand. He is chasing nearly a hundred people to chop, and the shouts of killing are loud. He has an electric mouse next to him, and he "hetui" from time to time. A will-o'-the-wisp. If you are hit by a will-o'-the-wisp, you will not be able to get up unless you chop yourself up on the spot and turn into a zombie.

I don't know if Wu Nansen, who was quarreling with Tony Jia and others, would be envious of the electric mouse's skill of spitting out fragrance.

After a while of ghosts crying and wolf howling, Lao Wang killed all the deserters without any suspense, panting and applying wounds to each corpse, his brows furrowed into a thick black knot: "Where the hell are they?"

Li Cang cursed in anger: "We are all men, where do you put the knife that was used to mend your grandma? What you are looking for is a woman! Woman! Go to the house!"

"oh oh."