~： 489 Anor: Pit, stick!

The remaining mercenaries saw the returning Nagkin and others, hurriedly landed, and stepped forward. The two sides joined together and hundreds of people who went out to save people learned from the descriptions of these mercenaries. What happened.

Except for the cadres of the Black Star Mercenary Corps, such as Melos, the faces of other people are all unbelievable. The black stars can even match the Scourge-level superpowers, not falling, or even hit hard. Opponents, this is exactly the extreme between their ideal situation.

Everyone was dull and silent for a moment.

Even Melos is a little worried. "Is he so powerful?"

Nagokin was a great spirit. He didn't have a heart in his heart, but he didn't think that the foreign aid of the black star was so strong.

At this time, Nagokin received the news, Han Xiao asked them to dig out the machinery under the rubble, and then go to another place to gather, not too eye-catching.

Nagokin turned his head and glanced at it. The crowds of the melons gathered more and more, the security team and the engineering team were coming. Recently, too many areas were destroyed by the aftermath of the battle. It is estimated that the Norlios consortium is very angry, Nagokin I don't want to be entangled in them, take everyone to dig the ruins, dig out a machine, and then hurriedly leave the scene and go to the designated place.

After waiting for a long time, Han Xiao was late.

The recruited mercenaries all brushed up to look at Han Xiao, his eyes were more awesome than before, and he spontaneously let go.

Into the center of the crowd, Han Xiao took a shot of Melos's shoulder and smiled: "The ashes were hurt by me, at least it was a concussion, happy."

Melos glanced at the robotic arm and nodded. Every time he thought of ashes, the nerve link of the robotic arm was faintly painful. He heard a big smile and felt a bad smell and a cheerful mood. Give Han Xiao a hug.

"Good brother, do a good job!"

After a long while, Han Xiao turned all the excavated machinery back into a compression ball and collected it. He counted it a little, and did a job with the ashes. It damaged three or forty machines, and the quality of many machines dropped. Grades, in addition to hurting the ashes, there is not much substantial gain, the biggest benefit is to complete the tactical goal, rescued Owenen's last free avatar.

"We met again, friend." Owenen bowed his head, his face was very poor, his lips were white, and he looked very unhealthy.

"Every time I meet a mixed-race singer, there must be no good things." Han Xiao shook his head. "What about the a-level superman who helped?"

"gone."

"Do not leave a name for good things, fearing to be a superhero."

Han Xiao does not feel strange, the stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility, at least some people uphold this principle, super heroes are not uncommon, do not seek returns, many strong people do not mind occasionally guest heroes, contribute a little bit of power.

Saved the goal, Han Xiao and several people discussed follow-up actions.

"The comet wants to make progress, there are only two choices, one is to find a needle in a haystack, to find the body that Owenen has not appeared, and the second is to **** the last avatar from us, so we occupy the initiative, and the situation of the comet is very Passive, anxious about them, Nagokin, how long will your support fleet arrive?"

"The war bureau dispatched a fleet of the nearest military base, using the Star Gate to jump, and the journey was about twelve days."

"The comet will not sit down and see the reinforcements coming. It must have sent the fleet to hide near Norios. I have a few ideas. Well... I will find a new stronghold first. I will talk about it again."

......

On the other side of the city, the scarred comet forces found a hidden place to rest. Although the previous war was short-lived, it was very fierce. The b-levels of the two sides added up to fifteen, and the mercenaries went through hundreds of battles. The level is very high and it is difficult to distinguish.

Melos's slashing knife and Xiemann's laser cannons collided with each other. Weishande also joined the battle and found the strongest Buddha Saskatchewan. Siweiya was too weak and did not participate in the battle. Fording was only a customer. I don't want to be involved.

Anur’s face was ugly and his mood was very bad. It was a good situation, but he pulled out a passer-by of the same level, causing them to fall short. The unlucky person was drinking cold water and stuffing his teeth. How did he know a class a superpassman? Just passing through the area, he has tried his best to reduce the damage of the aftermath.

Most of the natural disasters, as long as they are fully committed, basically have the ability to destroy the planet's surface ecological circle. Individual strength has reached this level. It is already a self-propelled planetary-class civilization destroying weapons, but it is necessary to fight when fighting at the same level. Because the less residual wave of the escape, the more concentrated the representative power, can break through the opponent's defense to the greatest extent, and the unbridled disintegration will not pose a threat to the superpower.

Moreover, Anor did not want to ruin the planet, and the Norlios consortium was troublesome.

If the ashes can arrive in time, there may be opportunities for the second pair. However, the ashes don’t know what to do. It’s too late to understand. It’s obvious that most of the enemies are on his side. There should be not many people in the base camp. How can it be delayed for so long? !

Anur was under siege, and the danger was like a ring. He was barely injured by stealth and speed. Finally, he saw that Owenen had slipped, and the left and the right did not come to the ashes. He had to take people to retreat.

So it is conceivable that Anor is now annoyed at the ashes.

It didn't take long for the ashes to return to the stronghold, the blood condensed into sputum, and the scar on the neck scared everyone.

Upon seeing it, Anur frowned and frowned. "How did you get hurt, what did you encounter? Didn't Nagokin find another Scourge-class superman?"

The ashes waved their hands and gritted their teeth: "It is a black star, and he is specially reserved to deal with me."

Anur’s eyes are round and unbelievable. “You mean, you were dragged by a b-level superman, and you were beaten by the other party?!”

The ashes slowly nodded.

Anor slowed down for a few seconds to calm down the blue veins of the brain. "If you have been delayed for so long, then you must remove him."

"The situation is urgent, I am retreating."

Anur’s face immediately smashed the “slot” in the uppercase, opened his mouth and said nothing.

He has always had high hopes for the ashes, but at this time, he has to wonder if he is cultivating the wrong person.

When the ashes noticed the change of Anur's eyes, they knew that the respected teacher was very disappointed with him. His face was soaked and he wanted to defend, but he felt that it would make him even more humiliating and simply gave up his mouth.

Anor made up his mind and went back to ash for another year. He didn't want to see the face of the pit. He turned his head and said to Fossad: "The situation is not good for us, you have What advice?"

Fossad thought for a moment and said, "We have three choices. We look for Owen's body by three hands, or grab the avatars in their hands, kill Nagkin by the way, or...we have nothing Don't do it."

(I will have one later)