Chapter 513:

Silence, except for the hum of the helicopter. Then something fell. It did not explode hard enough, and the misty white vapor cloud rose on the hillside, began to slowly sink and spread out... the helicopter moved, and other things fell down, forming patterns...
"The air is still still." Li Badi said coldly. "That thing seems to be heavier than air. It is going downhill, towards the dome wall. It will be here in five minutes. We must move."
Silva seemed full of fear. He helped her stand up. They began to develop in a higher direction. They are uncertain. In the complete silence of this inner dome, even the rustle of leaves may betray them.
What is clearly visible is the presence of the fleet, which makes things so terrifying. The defenders of a country are watching the enemies of a country, and there is nothing they can do. The helicopter buzzed and drove the car, Klinburg grinned, searched the ground below him, and found the figure of the man and the girl. This was the only danger to his plan. He is now an unarmed fugitive. . There are four empty braids in front of them. Five thousand men are watching. Klinburg hunted and killed five thousand men and one woman comrades for sports. Everyone of them would risk their lives or sacrifice their lives to protect them. Yourself.
He seemed certain that they were under him. Currently he dropped another bomb. Then Silva stumbled and found something, when the sapling swayed in her grasp, it made a rumbling sound.... Li Wei picked her up and ran away frantically. But billowing white steam gushes out in front of him. He avoided, the helicopter was just above his head, and more smoke erupted, more and more...they were wrapped up, Silva sobbed close to Li Wei.
˚The 10,000 people of the Hong Kong Institute of Vocational Education grounded the plane at 1,000 yuan and said loudly, without any sound curse. They wielded weapons that were completely futile. They are as powerless as many ghosts. Even the half-inaudible whispers cannot be attributed to the phantom.
Kronborg laughed at the angry man of the weak dome, and the fog filled Li Bai and Silva. He leveled the helicopter to the top of the last field of view of the peace, and the downward screw swept away the fog. Li Huai and Silva remained motionless, although Li Huai instinctively placed himself above defense.
The United Nations combat forces watched angrily, while Klinburg deliberately landed in an area where the helicopter screw kept clear. When he searched Li Badi's pocket introspectively, he found that there was nothing more deadly than a small pebble and a small fork-shaped stick that could spark. When he laughed at the angry armed men, he grinned and lifted Silva's weak figure into the helicopter. When the small boat rose and rushed towards the rocket plane.
It has fallen and is out of sight. The thorns lay motionless on the ground. No matter how infiltrated, seven-eighths of the United Nations combat troops were imprisoned in the space between the two troop domes. Two miles wide and ten miles away, the entire UN convoy paralyzed the entire UN convoy.
The entire Americas and Europe are panicked, and the United Nations has almost no other assets. ...At this time, as a huge fleet has crossed half of the Pacific,-a war in the Pacific was declared. Ironically polite. About half an hour later, the seventh combat squadron (the only squadron not imprisoned) fell from a height of 50,000 feet to the middle of the fleet and disappeared in a twenty-minute slaughter. Something epic.
The seventh squadron died, but not less than three times the enemy's death. Then-the fleet appeared. Most of the original power still exists; undoubtedly enough to destroy an undefended country, crush its cities and slaughter its people; slaughter its men and enslaved its women, leaving behind a mess of soot piles, and these places are the red flags of resistance. The fundamental power of.
I stabbed it hard 20 minutes ago. His lungs seemed to be on fire. His limbs appear to be lead. His head shook. He staggered to his feet and stood there staggeringly. The flagship of the fleet gave him a vivid light brighter than the sun, and the flagship of the fleet is now not helping to defend his country. When the news came, Li Badi's confused brain was in a daze.
"-The fleet is on the way. The 7th Combat Squadron is destroyed. The country is unprepared. You just hope. Try something for God's sake. Anything is fine."
Li Huai awakened himself with great effort. He managed to ask a question with the tired gesture in the visual letters of the watch.
The answer is: "Klinburg took her to the rocket ship." "She regained consciousness before being taken indoors."
Li Huai stood up, turned around helplessly with his bare hands, swayed towards the hillside, and walked towards the position of the rocket ship. He can only count on being killed. He even had nothing to ask for but to ensure Silva (tolerant death). Behind him, he left an unarmed country, waiting for a devastating blow, and the powerful fleet was able to travel at six hundred miles per hour. Speed ​​to the country.
However, when he left, he had some strength. The toiled anger forced him to take a deep breath, clearing the unpleasant gas from his lungs, because this gas was seen as vapor and was carried on the spacecraft. Of course, the visible gas is more in line with the early pretense that the rocket launched from another planet. Li Badi is sweaty, which helps to excrete the drug. His brain was sober, he realized despair and despised it, and began to plan sternly to make the most of the infinite opportunities. The chance was simply because Klinburg ransacked his pocket, but ignored a small fork.
The trumpet took his face hardened into a steep of granite, stab-painted from his pocket once. He crossed the top of the mountain and took off his jacket.
He travels at the highest speed he can maintain, even though it seems deliberate. One hour after the start, he picked up the pebbles from the pebbles he saw on the road. When he arrived at the tall spherical tower, he had picked up about sixty such pebbles, but there were only ten in his pocket at most. However, they are smooth, rounded, even about an inch in diameter, and they are almost all the same size. He holds a stick in his hand.
He walked down the ramp publicly. If Klitschberg repairs the screen, the TV camera on the tower will drive him out anyway. He boldly went to the rocket ship.
"Kronborg!" he said. "Kronborg!"
He felt that he was under investigation. A door opened. Klinberg giggled at him with a pocket gun in his hand.
"Ha! On time, my friend! I'm very busy.-The fleet just passed by again on the way to welcome the United Nations combat squadron. I have been providing them with the latest information and ensuring that the solid dome is strong and can accommodate more people. I It took a few minutes to prepare what was originally intended to be dedicated to Feld Silva. But what do you want?
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