Seeing that everyone was a little confused, the prophet explained again: "According to the visitors, they seem to be existences that compete with the body that is summoned by the destruction of the root. It is most likely that the body that was summoned by the destruction of the root has not appeared before."
"Really..." Gumen nodded thoughtfully. The appearance of the summoned body after the destruction of the root was indeed a thing not long ago, but since Gaia and Aguru appeared because of the destruction of the root, how could Fesbes, who had been able to imitate their appearance before, do so? What about?
Gumen felt that things were not simple. Perhaps, the current enemy was not only the summoned body of Dark Zaki and Root Destruction, but also an unknown enemy. Moreover, this enemy had met Gaia and Agur before and had mastered the knowledge. Their data…
If we delve deeper into this, I am afraid that the threat of this enemy that has always been hidden is not under the Dark Zaki at all...
The prophet noticed Gumen's worries and smiled confidently: "In order to cope with the unknown crisis and better fight against the alien beasts and the zombies summoned by the source of destruction, after the decision of the superiors, a new fighter plane - Chromium Cutting Machine was officially launched. Stromega!!!"
"Ahhhh, okay!!!" Shiori could be said to be the most excited among the people present. She had been waiting for the prophet's words for a long time and almost jumped out of her chair.
The prophet pulled up the picture of the fighter plane, and a fiery red battle plane that was completely different from the previous four fighters appeared in front of everyone. Except for Captain Wakura, who had already met during the meeting, the other two people were in front of them. One light.
"So handsome!!" This is the first feeling. The single machine has a fuselage as big as three machines combined, with red as the enemy, supplemented by orange stripes, like a burning fire, reflecting white lights, on the fuselage Set against the white "NR" logo, the bright colors immediately separate it from the previous fighters, making people feel full of power.
This is indeed the case. Five 26-caliber 400 mm particle cannons are lined up above. The deep muzzles contain extremely powerful power. The tracks below give it the ability to move freely on the ground.
"The five 26-caliber 400mm cannons above can be fired at the same time as the supersonic assault type Chester, so that the previously collected Ultra Warfare..." At this point, the prophet was slightly stunned. Then he changed his words and said:
"Input the data previously obtained from Hayate Sugiyama into it, and by dividing and converging the power that the muzzle cannot withstand, we can emit a beam of light that is as powerful as the orange Ultra Warrior's special move."
"The Predictor..." The Predictor's change of words moved Gumen from the bottom of his heart. In everyone's opinion, Sugiyama Hayate has long been their good partner. Even if he is gone now, they will always remember him. He He is not a container of light, he has a name that belongs only to him - Sugiyama Hayate.
"Wow!!" Shiori was so happy after hearing the prophet's introduction: "That means this fighter plane is our strongest fighter currently!!"
"That's true given that the hypersonic assault type Chester cannot use the ultimate ray." The prophet smiled slightly, guessing Shiori's inner thoughts, and directly poured cold water on her:
"But because this fighter plane is equipped with too many heavy weapons, its maneuverability can be said to be the worst at present. It will be very difficult to encounter flexible enemies."
"It's okay, it's okay!!!" Unexpectedly, Shiori didn't care about this at all, her eyes were still shining.
"It still needs to go through your internal testing before officially going into battle. After discussion, the team members who will serve as testers this time are-" He deliberately let it slip, which made Shiori even more anxious and looked straight at the stars. Facing the prophet, he seemed to be saying to him: "Me! Me! Don't look at it, just choose me!! There is no one more suitable than me!!!"
The prophet raised the corners of his mouth and said with a wicked smile: "It's Vice Captain Saijo Feng!"
"Huh? What?!" Shiori froze on the spot as if he was petrified. His eyes that were shining just now lost all light, and his whole body froze.
"Isn't this... appropriate?" The prophet's decision also stunned others. Everyone could see that Shiori really wanted to fly the new fighter plane. Now that Gumen was injured and Qingshan was temporarily away, this task was handed over to him. Shiori should be the best choice...
Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became dead, the prophet certainly knew why, so he explained: "It's okay, everyone has to take turns to try, because the stability of the fighter plane is not yet clear, and Captain Wakura is the centerpiece of the night attack team. , so leaving it to Vice-Captain Saijo to try first is the safest option.”
"Is that so..." Shiori lowered her head in despair. This news was not a basin of cold water, it was simply a hailstorm. She couldn't help but extinguish the fire, and even the firewood was smashed to pieces...
"The experiment will start tomorrow, and we will notify everyone then. Everyone has worked hard today." The holographic projection of the prophet disappeared, and the atmosphere in the entire command room suddenly dropped to freezing point.
Seeing that Shiori was very sad, Vice Captain Saijo stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently: "Team Shiori, do you want me to let you go first..."
"No, vice-captain, I'm fine..." Shiori shook her head, resting her head on her legs, trying her best to calm her emotions.
"Team Shizhi..." Gumen also came over and comforted: "Don't be too sad. Didn't the prophet tell you that we all have to go up for the test? Besides," he shook Mat The bandaged right arm said: "I can't fly a fighter plane at all now. I'm afraid I won't be able to test it when Team Qingshan comes back."
"What kind of way are you trying to comfort someone..." Vice Captain Saijo shook his head, indicating that he should stop "comforting".
"Okay, okay, let's go back and rest and get ready!" Finally, Captain Hecang stood up and ended this depressing topic.
"Well..." Just as she regained some consciousness, the pungent smell of disinfectant flooded into her nasal cavity. She slowly opened her eyes. Before she could clearly see where she was, the nurse next to her came over: " Are you awake? Are you okay?"
"Um...it's okay..." Naguo moved her aching body slightly, and accidentally touched the wound on her left hand, causing her to gasp in pain: "Hiss..."
"You have a lot of small wounds on your body, so don't move around for now!" The nurse was very gentle and considerate. Seeing that her lips were dry, she thoughtfully took the paper cup filled with hot water, dipped a cotton swab in some water and applied it on her lips. It made her feel cool and comfortable, and her consciousness became much clearer.
"By the way, how did I get here?" After a while, she asked the nurse again.
"Miss, it seems that you were brought here by an ambulance. It is said that a man with a very magnetic voice called you. He should be your friend, miss?"
"Friend...magnetism..." Naguo's brain was running rapidly, and he probably had the answer in his mind.
"Could it be that... it's that guy..." Thinking of the guy who seemed cold but still rescued him, Naguo nodded slightly and confirmed his idea. He was the only one nearby at that time, so he probably didn't. wrong.
"By the way, miss," the nurse very embarrassedly handed the bill in her hand to Naguo: "This is the medical expenses and hospitalization expenses so far. How do you think you will pay for them?"
"Ah..." Naguo bit his lip, and then he realized that since he had arrived at the hospital, it was only natural that he should pay the fee, but the terrible thing was... he could say that he had nothing on his body now...
"Um, sorry, can I borrow your cell phone to make a call?"
"Of course." The nurse enthusiastically handed her her mobile phone. She dialed her father's number first, but no one answered...
She smiled bitterly, then dialed the home phone number and informed the maid of the matter. After getting a reply, she simply explained the situation and asked them to send someone over with money.
"Miss, that's great! We have been looking for you all night, and we thought something happened to you! You are in the hospital now, right? Don't panic, we will be there soon!!"
"Don't be so anxious..." After hanging up the phone, Naguo smiled sadly. It was really...his biological father probably didn't even notice that his daughter was missing last night...he didn't even answer the phone. No maid in the house cares about herself...
For a moment, she was confused about who her family was...
Today is also his mother's memorial day, but he forgot about it. He was able to hold a banquet so calmly last night just for his so-called "career" that he relied entirely on connections and money. For him, if he was not a burden, he would just I'm afraid it's just a chess piece...
I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before I get dragged into marrying into a famous family.
"Miss, are you okay?" Seeing Naguo's sad face, the young nurse asked with concern.
"I'm fine...Thank you..." She shook her head and returned the phone to the nurse. Then she lay down again and sighed: "I'm sorry to have caused you any trouble. Someone will pay the fee in a while. Please help me again." Wait a minute..."
"Well, it's okay. I won't disturb you for now. Just call me anytime if you need anything." This nurse was very sensible and saw that Naguo needed to be alone now, so she quickly turned around and left, not forgetting to help before leaving. She closed the door.
"Really... what kind of father is this..." She felt very aggrieved, curled up slightly, covered her somewhat red eyes with the quilt, and sobbed softly.
This is not a separate ward. Because of Apatai's attack last night, there were many people in the hotel, so many people were injured and sent to the hospital. Since the beds were very tight and her identity was not known, it must be It was impossible to let her live in a room alone. With her was an old man who had moved in last week. He had heard their conversation just now, but he kept his back turned, making it look like he was asleep.
"Little girl..."
——To be continued
