Chapter 1611

"Xinhua people are crazy!" In the base of the American Empire, the supreme leader of the defense forces was stunned at the report. This was definitely the first nuclear explosion on the moon. An entire colonial city was wiped out, and more than 20000 people were wiped out.

"No, they're not crazy." The liaison officer deployed by the anti chaos organization of the United States and the United States on the moon gave a bitter smile: "they have authorization procedures, but the specific reason is that your security level is not enough. I can't tell you."

"Hell, when is it? I don't have enough security? What the hell is that? " Looking at his mysterious colleague, the head of the defense army widened his eyes: "the Xinhua people are planting mushrooms on the moon. Are we the next target? At such times, you tell me that they are legal and compliant? "

The liaison officer nodded and refused to say another word.

"Either I am mad, or the world is crazy." The head of the US Defense Forces shook his head, put on his hat and left the office. He was informed this morning that an urgent e-mail from the earth needed to be signed by him.

He still doesn't know how to write the report and report the "accident". There are more than 20 Americans in that African city. Some of them are business businessmen, others are smugglers sent by the governor. Everyone has a background that he can't afford to offend.

Fortunately, this time it was the hands of the Xinhua Xia people. Those governors and consortia could only accept the result.

The defense commander arrived at the top floor of the base through his own special elevator, which is usually used to park all kinds of small aircraft. He planned to have his small spaceship pulled out for maintenance, so as to prevent Xinhua people from going crazy one day.

"Hello, sir." Several clone soldiers saluted him at the elevator, but the expression on their faces was somewhat afraid.

In order to adapt to the space environment, these clone soldiers have made great adjustments. Their skeletons are more slender than the natural human beings, and they use the hollow structure of birds to move more freely in low gravity environment.

But in this base, the gravity environment is still simulating the earth's environment, so these soldiers in the combat uniform, armed with rifles, appear to be a bit of a struggle, more than two meters of height was pressed a little hunchback.

The chief of the defense forces saw the group of wretched clones with a face full of discomfort and pushed the first one. When he saw the other party lying on the ground in a mess, he was satisfied to leave. In the past, he had to kick a few feet until he heard the crisp sound of these degenerate bones breaking.

But today, today's situation is special, he still has a lot of things to do.

The face of the fallen clone trooper showed a look of pain and hatred, while his companion moved his feet and blocked the two men on the basis of not alerting the defense officer.

"Hello, sir." The person in charge of the top apron saluted him: "Sir, there are two express mails that you need to sign in person today. They are all in area C

"Two?" The head of the defense forces, somewhat puzzled, confirmed the logistics information on his personal terminal: "I only received a logistics message from the federal government. Where was the other one sent?"

"Military Commission." The person in charge of the apron looked up the news: "it's a big sealed box. You need your DNA information to open it."

"Strange, the Military Commission has nothing to send me any express." The chief of the defense officer muttered: "forget it, I'll go in and have a look."

The person in charge of the apron opened the airtight door of the warehouse: "do you need to ask some clones to carry it back for you?"

"I'll talk about it later. I don't want them to touch my things." The chief of the defense officer waved his hand and went into the warehouse.

Soon he found two of his parcels in area C, a smaller one, kept in a delicate metal box, and the federal government's e-mail didn't say what was inside.

The other package, on the opposite side, was a washing machine sized metal box with Military Commission signs all around it, forbidding others to open it.

Which one to start with? The defense chief compared the two packages, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned to the package sent by the Military Commission. He was a little curious about why an organization unrelated to him would send him such high-level logistics items, and the box looked relatively large.

The defense commander stretched out his palm and pressed it on the biological detector outside the box. After multiple checks on fingerprints and blood, the metal box slowly opened, and a cool white gas spread out.

The metal box from the federal government seemed to sense something in the invisible place behind the head of the defense force. It flickered and began to open slowly.

"What is this?" The defense commander looked at a transparent glass container inside the metal box, which was filled with dark green liquid and gave off unpleasant luster under the light. He could not help frowning: "is this an April Fool's Day joke?"

However, the next second, the liquid inside the container like life suddenly jumped out of the container, and most of it was pasted on the defense commander's face, and the rest fell on the floor like raindrops, turning into green spiders.After the chief of the defense, the metal box from the federal government contained a gray metal ball. At this time, it turned into a pool of liquid and ejected itself to the defense commander. Then, his naked skin was corroded to black, and further eroded to the interior.

The defense commander's face was sealed with dark green liquid, and he could not even scream. The dark green liquid penetrated into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, in a few seconds, the unfortunate defense commander had been swallowed up by the metallic gray liquid material below his chest and turned into a mass of black carbon powder.

In the name of the federal government, the big end producers sent countless special packages to various departments of the United States, while the express with the Military Commission brand followed closely, trying to send gifts from their loving father to high-ranking American officials and elites.

In coastal areas, large terminal producers of bacteriophage seaweed, in the order of billions of orders, began to clear away any nearby diseased organisms.

The war began.

This is a war between the great final producer and the Nago plague. The life bodies in the United States and the total amount of protein they represent are the only factors determining the victory or defeat of both sides. This will be the most cruel war in human history.

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