Chapter 820: Amazing speculation

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In just a few days, Millock resumed the hustle and bustle of the past.
Hundreds of thousands of various evacuation spacecraft returned to Milok Star from the channel leading to the Galileo galaxy and drove endlessly into the busy airport. People carrying luggage, supporting the old man, holding the child, chatting loudly with joy and laughter while boasting about the miraculous victory of Lere, while lined up, flying through the sky tower of the port to the shuttle Solid earth.
The empty streets of the capital Garipalan are already full of traffic. The people who returned home quickly devoted themselves to work and life. They either drove out of the sealed flying cars in the garage and merged into the rolling traffic; or strode on the bustling streets. Everyone's face is filled with joy and joy.
The factory resumed work, the shop opened the door, and the stagnant construction site began to make the familiar rumbling again. Although the economy is much weaker than in the peaceful years, Millock at this moment makes people feel an exciting euphoria. It seems that the people here are not threatened and affected by the war at all. Had a big holiday.
Even if there is much uncertainty in the future. Even this peaceful life is only short-lived. They didn't stop, wait, wait and see, and complain.
They work hard, live calmly, and seize every minute and every second to build their own homes.
They do not worry that the future war may come and destroy their work. They only focus on their eyes and are happy for it.
"Dad, I want this doll!" By the shop window, a little girl was riding on her father's shoulders, and her beautiful big eyes looked at a doll wearing a wedding dress in the window.
As she yelled, she squeezed her father's head hard, keeping her eyes on her beloved doll.
"Buy!" The young father was brave: "When the salary is paid this month, Dad will buy it for you!"
In the cheering of the little girl, the young mother snorted: "As long as you are used to her, can the baby eat as a meal?"
"This is her childhood, it's our life. Why not buy it?" The man smiled slightly at the complaining wife: "Big deal, I'm not busy changing shoes."
The wife took her husband's solid and powerful arms and watched the cheering daughter tangling her father's hair and smiled. Her eyes were full of happiness and spoiling.
Watching this family of three walking away, the crowd holding the street, the fat man holding hands and Milan couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Fat man, I also want to have a daughter."
Milan was overwhelmed by the cute appearance of the little girl. She leaned her head on the shoulder of the fat man. Her dark eyes were bright and sly. With only a slight slant, she was full of soul-stirring style.
"Health!" I walked with Milan for two hours. The fat man who was already soft on his feet suddenly swept away and lifted his chest. The same pride: "This doesn't need to wait until the salary is paid!"
"Smelly wolf!" Milan squeezed the fat man's ears and smiled, "I know, you'll be excited as soon as you mention this."
"Of course this kind of thing is going to come. How can you be called surrender if you are weak?" The fat man's face smiled, and the thief scratched Milan's waist.
Feeling the itching from his waist, and thinking of the beautiful scene of surrendering every time he was tossed by this guy beside him, Milan suddenly felt soft all over, staring at the fat man's eyes, and almost dripping water.
The two held hands, just like an ordinary couple in love, mixed in the brisk walking crowd, and walked to Gary Palan College.
"You are not allowed to mess up tonight." Milan bit his lip. "The experiment will start tomorrow, and the final inspection will be done."
"It should be checked." The fat chicken began to peck like rice.
Unexpectedly, the fat man agreed with his Milan so easily, and then smiled inwardly. This guy is greedy for lust, even more afraid of death. If this is not the reason, I am afraid this guy will not let go of him.
She was relieved to know whether it was ecstasy or loss. But the fat man said: "Teacher Boswell will check the spaceship and instruments tonight, right?"
"Ok."
"Then you can check me."
"what?"
"I'm a pilot pilot, don't I have a physical examination?"
"Check the fart, fat man, you come less!"
"Look whatever you want!" The fat man looked shy.
"Who wants to see you ?!" Milan is crazy.
"You just touch it." The fat man gritted his teeth more shyly, increasing temptation.
"Fat man, you touch yourself!" Milan giggled and kicked. The fat man walked into the laboratory like a bear slapped by a rabbit, shaking his head and whispering in his mouth: "Look at how happy you are, it's not yet evening."
"Fat!"
Under the watch of a group of dumbfounded scientists, Milan pulled out the shell gun, and Liu Mei stood upright, murderous!
The fat man fled.
In the laboratory, there was a flying jump.
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"Teacher ... Huh?" As soon as the fat man walked into Boswell's laboratory, he found out that besides Boswell and the fart boy, President Flavio was also there.
"Come?" Boswell saw a fat man with disheveled hair and tousled hair, just glanced lightly, and then looked at Milan, and turned his head.
The little fart child sneered at the fat man, then took Milan's hand and smiled innocently.
For such a scene, one old and one young has already been blamed.
In front of Milan, the fat man is a coffee table!
Instead, Flavio stared at the fat man for a long time, confused. For a moment, I wondered who the more than one billion people in the entire Lere Federation were willing to commit poison.
"Old man, why are you here?" The fat man flicked his hair and sat beside Flavio.
"Come to you." Flavio handed an electronic folder to the fat man and said, "You look first."
The fat man opened the electronic folder, entered the permissions, and looked at it. For a minute or two, as his reading deepened, his face became serious.
For a long time, he closed the file and handed it back to Flavio without making a sound for a long time.
Flavio sent urgent information from the Allied Supreme Command.
A few days ago, the Allied Intelligence Department learned from the investigation of coalition agents lurking in various countries of the NATO that they were stationed or assembled in Binalte, the Naga Confederation and the Desico Empire, and large-scale mobilization occurred at the same time. A large number of giant transport ships carrying the army were launched, and a large number of fleets left the stationed airport, with an unknown destination.
Sauber's preparation to attack the southeast is already an open secret. And West Rio dispatched troops on a large scale when the Leray Federation had just returned to the Leray Passage, which was obviously not intended to be used for exercises.
To be sure, Sauber has already been dispatched!
Due to the very careful and careful work done by the West Treaty on the confidentiality of the operation, the Union Agents, after paying a great price, did not get some edge information.
However, it is this marginal intelligence that allows the Allied Command to obtain the exact time when Sauber went south, and also speculates on an amazing fact-the size of the troops dispatched by West Atlantic this time has far exceeded The sum of its forces invested in the Galston Galaxy and Lane theaters!
When the Allied Base Camp made this guess, everyone was stunned.
Everyone understands that this means that a rapid flow towards Lele ’s central passage is a super frenzy with a total strength of more than 400 A-class fleets.
The report was quickly submitted to the top. After a collective study and judgment by more than ten senior generals at the head of the headquarters, the probability of this speculation is as high as 80%!
With little hesitation, the base camp hurriedly reported to Hastings, while urgently relaying the message to the Leray military.
No one believes that the Leray Federation can resist such a powerful attack.
Although there are more than 400 A-class fleets, it is impossible to appear together in Lelei, but the huge disparity in the strength of both sides makes this question almost unsolvable from the beginning.
Whether it is guarding the jumping point or taking the initiative to attack, as long as the bandit squadron touches the side of this torrent, it will be involved in the vortex and crush the bones!
Not only the Leray Federation, but also the Longbow galaxy, the Mars Free World, the Resk galaxy, and Chuckner ... This destructive power will sweep the entire world southeast!
"Sauber, how could such a powerful force gather?"
Flavio frowned. Perhaps it was because from the beginning, he had never thought of being able to hold Lerei's central passage, so his performance was fairly calm.
However, what he did not understand was that it was necessary to gather so many troops, complete the organizational integration, establish the command system, and complete the supply, but also quickly and confidentially. Sauber, how did it be done quietly?
"This is not something people do." The fat man said slowly: "It's a little girl."
"Little girl?" Flavio was startled. He is no stranger to this legendary name. He turned his head sharply to look at the little fart boy.
Holding down Milan's hand, a good-looking baby boy who saw fat and Flavio staring at the same time at first, was a little dazed at first, and gradually, his eyes lit up.
"little girl?"
The fat man was silent. The Binalt Empire had artificial intelligence. He had never talked to the little fart boy. Now, the two artificial intelligences will inevitably come into contact with each other.
One is the core of the Celestial Army ’s Skynet, and the other is gradually becoming the core of the new Fiji Allied forces with the bandits as the core. From a hostile standpoint, what impact will their collision have on the entire human world?
Fat people can't imagine.
For a long time, he slowly said: "An artificial intelligence like you."
The little fart boy opened his eyes wide. It remembered the artificial intelligence that Russell once said.
"That guy is called a little 'girl'?" The little fart boy jumped up. The word girl is particularly bitten.
The fat man nodded and said briefly about the little girl.
The little fart kid heard his heart rippling, and suddenly his face was red.
"Then ..." the little fart child said shyly: "I put her on, is it considered an old cow eating tender grass?"
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