Vol 2 Chapter 4532: Faint outline!

"who are you?"
Looking at the figure that appeared in front of him, Major General Sri Fan felt a little unreal.
Because the latter's dress in a black robe does not seem to be the usual one in real life.
Especially the black Tang Sword in her arms brought a mysterious oriental atmosphere.
However, such a person in a black robe is a beautiful girl.
Temple of the Sun, military division!
With exquisite appearance and awful temperament, few women can combine the two characteristics, but they are all done to the extreme in the military.
"I am from Huaxia, Su Rui's friend." The military division said.
When she said this, she glanced at Sri Fan, and there seemed to be a murderous look in her calm eyes.
"I am Rear Admiral of the U.S. Navy. If you dare to do something to me, you'd better think clearly, because this is U.S...." Sri Fan said.
However, with his blue nose and swollen face, what he said didn't really have much domineering feeling. The aura of the military commander really suppressed him to death.
"I think I need to make a serious introduction to myself." The military commander looked at Sri Fan and said, "I come from the Temple of the Sun."
"Trash in the dark world?" Sri Fan roared.
"I'm pretty sure that if you talk to me like this, you might be dead."
The military commander said calmly, and the black Tang Dao was heavily drawn on Sri Fan's stomach!
Use the most indifferent tone, do the most ruthless action!
The latter staggered a few steps back, then squatted on the ground with his hands covering his belly.
At this time, this Sri Fan felt that his internal organs seemed to have begun to turn the tide! I was full of cramps in my stomach!
"What about you even if you are the king of the dark world... dare to attack a senior US general, you are dead!" Sri Fan gritted his teeth, hatred in his eyes.
"Really?" The military commander's eyes were slightly cold: "Since you have said such threats to me, then why should I keep your life?"
After finishing speaking, the military division directly pulled Tang Dao out of the scabbard, and then the sharp blade was directly against Sri Fan's neck!
The latter suddenly felt that he was locked in by a strong killing intent! That cold feeling began to spread along the neck to the body!
Sri Fan had been on the battlefield to kill enemies, but now he got goose bumps all over his body! That feeling of extreme danger came from the bottom of his heart, making him like an ice cellar!
At this moment, Sri Fan was very sure that this beautiful girl must have killed more people than him!
Otherwise, how could the latter develop such a temperament? This is absolutely impossible to pretend!
"Srifan, you hurt his feelings severely today, did you know?" The military division said, the sharp blade has cut through Srifan's skin.
A clear pain came, and finally made Sri Fan realize that he is now on the verge of death. If he is not careful, he may be completely killed! Since this pretty girl dared to find herself, it means that she must be confident!
Sri Fan is actually a figure who can walk sideways in the United States, but he did not expect that he would actually kick so many iron plates on the same day.
It's fine if you can't beat Su Rui yourself. Why can't you even beat a pretty girl now?
"I have never wanted to see him unhappy over the years, but you touched his inverse scales." The military commander's voice was extremely cold, and she said: "The failure of the Flame Brigade was because he didn't want to do it again for the rest of his life. The pain you mentioned became the dagger you stabbed at him."
When she said this, the military officer didn't seem to have too much expression, but her eyes were filled with distress.
She will not let anyone offend him.
She will always be by his side, just as he once kneeled to Dr. Aikens for her.
Sri Fan did not have the slightest consciousness to apologize. He stared at the military commander and still said stiffly: "However, what I said is the truth! Su Rui is a coward who dares not face failure!"
However, before his words fell, he felt that his body had risen uncontrollably, his back hit the ceiling heavily, and then he fell down again.
At this moment, Sri Fan felt that his back bone was about to be broken, and his entire back seemed to be cracked!
"You may really think I dare not kill you." The military division said coldly.
At this moment, Sri Fan believed.
"In my opinion, this matter ends here." The military commander looked at Sri Fan condescendingly, with the tip of the knife against the opponent's neck: "If you dare to have another time, or if you continue to plot against Apollo, then I will send you into hell."
Military strategists seldom spoke like this in the past, especially this murderous look, which actually rarely appeared on her.
Whenever she started to use a similar tone, it meant that she really felt sorry for Su Rui.
Only for the man who has been with him for many years, the military division can say such ruthless and direct words!
"Don't make any small movements. Next, I will stare at you to death." The military commander's voice was extremely cold.
Sri Fan lay on the ground for a long time before raising his head. The box was empty.
He stood up with difficulty from the ground, trying to curse angrily, but found that he couldn't even lift the anger at all, and the whole body was filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.
He can't figure out the details of Su Rui or the military division at all now, but the opponent can easily play with him between his hands.
Even if there is more unwillingness, it is useless.
Sri Fan knew that if he tried to retaliate, he might be abandoned by the U.S. military and completely become a victim.
He vaguely smelled some risks that could not be described in words, and it seemed that a huge crisis was already faintly coming.
Looking out the window, Sri Fan was more confused than ever.
Originally a hawkish major general, but now he is terribly afraid.
Sri Fan had realized that he could not become a to help him clear the obstacles for Fayette's vague promise-all pawns have only one end, and that is-to be abandoned.
Fortunately, being able to stand in such a position, even though Sri Fan is somewhat self-serving, he is not the kind of person who is easily dazzled by hatred and anger.
After thinking about it for a long time, Sri Fan found his cell phone in the corner and called Wilson.
"General, I want to take a week off."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then Wilson said: "Srifan, I hope what I just said did not hurt you, and I hope today's events will not bring you too much frustration."
Wilson's words are indeed earnest. It is already very difficult for him to speak to this point. In fact, after this conflict, what he can bear on Admiral Perrance's side The pressure, I am afraid, is beyond imagination.
Now Sri Fan needs to give himself a blank period, to take a good look at the ins and outs of this matter, he always faintly feels that behind this conflict, there seems to be something hidden, but Sri Lanka Lifan didn't know clearly for a while.
After all, how can people in the game see the overall direction clearly?
If you want to see the big picture, you have to jump out of the game.
"Thank you General, I have suffered some injuries. I really don't want to appear in public." Sri Fan said, his tone seemed to become more dignified: "General, I hope that after this incident, we are all Can land safely."
Landed safely.
This sentence is indeed a bit meaningful.
"Srifan, it really makes me happy if you think so." Wilson said, "Good luck, future commander-in-chief of the navy."
The future commander-in-chief of the navy?
If it were to be kept in the past, I am afraid that Seri Fan would have been refreshed to hear Wilson drew himself such a big pie, but this time, he did not have any sense of pride or yearning, instead he was full of ridicule. .
After all, at this time Sri Fan didn't tell the story of his encounter with the military division.
There are more considerations in his mind.
In fact, there is still one thought in Sri Fan's heart that he didn't say, that is... If this time the matter can end safely, he will resign from the post of the chief of the SEAL team.
The weight of position is important, but every step forward brings corresponding risks that increase exponentially.
Sri Fan asked his confidants to bring masks and sunglasses to himself, covering his swollen nose and face, and then left.
When going home, he did not take a car, but chose to walk.
When passing through a black area, several strong black people saw that there was only one person in Sri Fan, so they came up to surround him and wanted to rob him on the spot. However, as everyone knows, these guys are really shooting. Mouth bump.
The major general of the Navy SEALs was venting his emotions sadly. Even if he was injured and his back had a fractured bone, he was a top-notch player. It was natural to deal with these black robbers.
A minute later, these black men had their arms and ankles broken, lying on the ground and groaning.
"A group of garbage!"
The anger in Sri Fan's heart hadn't subsided, so he kicked dozens of feet and broke all the ribs of these black men.
Sri Fan was panting and was about to leave. However, at this moment, behind him, there was a sudden applause.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Sri Fan immediately turned to look back vigilantly.
As a result, he saw a man wearing a samba national football uniform walking over from the depths of the block, clapping his hands while walking.
And under his feet, he is also playing a football, which is very skillful and has the temperament of a professional athlete.
"Who are you?" Sri Fan asked with a frown. He didn't know the intention of the other party, but he instinctively felt a sense of danger.
"Introduce myself. My name is Carlofer and I am from Lemuria." The man in a samba shirt said, and then he glanced at Sri Fan. "Mr. Major General, let's make friends."
After saying this, the man named Carlover suddenly kicked his feet and drew heavily in the middle of the football. Then, the football was like a cannonball, whizzing and flying directly towards Sri Fan!