Vol 2 Chapter 592: I should be going

(Super 8 is really good-looking, and Brian at the end is really teary)
Seeing Mu Fan gently waved his hand at him and put a finger on his mouth to signal to keep quiet, Teresa stopped and looked at Mu Fan suspiciously.
Then he saw Mu Fan take off the button on his chest and put this "button" into his left ear as he watched.
"Ok."
...
"it is good."
...
"I know."
Then I took this button off and put it on my chest again.
Mu Fan met Teresaio's dazed eyes and smiled, "Captain, the person who picked me up is here, maybe I want to say goodbye to you."
"What do you mean!"
"You see, this is a communicator. I came here to perform a mission. The cycle is one month. Now that the mission time has arrived, I should naturally return."
Mu Fan didn't explain more, these contents are enough to explain Mu Fan's origin.
"It's no wonder that you don't look like a private soldier, your skill is so good, and where did all the information come from... Now I understand!"
Teresa suddenly realized.
The other party made up the details on his own, which saved Mu Fan a lot of explanation.
"In this case, I'll leave, Captain." Mu Fan stood up and patted the dirt on his pants.
"Don't say goodbye to everyone?"
"No, just wait for the contact with the division department these days. See you later if you have a chance."
A group of comrades-in-arms who met by the water but were congenial, they are just a passer-by, and there is no need to make life and death.
"Then where are you going?"
"Go to the agreed place and take care!"
With a wave of his hand, Mu Fan carried his empty marching bag and jumped directly from the of the cave entrance.
When Teresa got up and looked over, only a figure was quickly shuttled among the rocks, and soon disappeared.
"You bastard, you saved my life and left like this!... Take care, I must ask you the most beautiful girl when I go to Meteor Star in the future."
After laughing and cursing, Teresa muttered to herself, and Teresa watched Mu Mufan disappear for a long time.
Finally, a soldier came and asked, "Major, brothers are waiting for you."
"By the way, where is Mu Fan?"
"That kid has gone where he should go. Alright, come over and listen to Lao Tzu..."
...
Mu Fan swiftly walked across the hillside, and the violent wind blew past her ears. Teresa didn't know that their voices were actually in Mu Fan's ears.
Hearing the group of comrades always optimistic about all the tone, Mu Fan's mouth also quietly aroused.
Although his ability is limited, it feels very good to change the fate of the people around him as much as possible.
It was Falcon who spoke with him just now.
From the very beginning, he knew that the button on his chest was a communicator and a positioning tool. However, the lack of satellites made the locator inaccurate and could only mark an approximate area with a diameter of five kilometers.
During the call just now, Falcon assigned him a location, in the foothills of the southwest side of the Fire Hill, where there is a dry lake.
They will arrive there around 12 noon.
Then the last sentence came out from the communicator-"Boy, great."
Mu Fan calculated it, and it took about two hours to run by himself.
It's just that this is a sensitive battlefield belt, and the thick and strong electromagnetic turbulence still exists. The members of the Flying Dragon are unlikely to get off the spacecraft, so how do they come here?
And what will the group of 149 divisions who are like headless flies do?
While Mu Fan was thinking about it, under the gray sky, a motorcade was driving on the uneven road in a cloud of smoke.
One extra-large heavy truck, two wheeled armored off-road vehicles.
The window opened wide, and dynamic music kept coming out. An arm was placed on the driving glass of a heavy truck, revealing a vicissitudes but charming middle-aged face.
Wearing a pair of sunglasses, holding a huge cigar in his mouth, and manipulating the steering wheel with one hand, the Falcon was laughing freely.
Next to him is the "tyrannosaurus" who is mature and beautiful wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform to make his body more prominent.
Looking at the desolate and rolling hills in the distance, feeling the constant tremor from the rugged and uneven ground, the Falcon exhaled a series of smoke rings, but it was dissipated by the violent wind as soon as it left its mouth.
"Hahaha, it's really enjoyable. Looking at the empty ground and the smell of war in the air, this is the life I want."
There was also a knowing laughter from the two off-road vehicles running side by side.
It seemed that the gentle light was driving a car, and the nonexistent wing was also driving a car.
As for their co-pilot, there is a swamp of wiping weapons, and expressionless...
wizard.
"Sorcerer, our think tank, with a smiling face, it's rare to relax on the ground, so serious!"
Guangbo glanced at the Falcon helplessly, then glanced at the wizard beside him, and whispered into the intercom: "Boss, the wizard is motion sick."
"Hahahaha, motion sickness, you can't laugh at me."
Although the look is not so good, the wizard's pale skin is getting paler now, but the mask with the scarlet teeth looks even more weird.
Hearing the words of the light wave, the wizard who was silently holding the window and brewing emotions glanced at the smiling and heartless Falcon, stretched out a hand and flicked it lightly.
A stone on the ground that had just collapsed under the tire suddenly floated up strangely, and then shot at the driving window of a heavy truck like an arrow from the string.
The Falcon, who had just stretched out his arms, only felt the gap between his fingers, and then saw that his cigar was only left between the fingers.
"Bah, my finest silver cigar, I just took three sips."
Hearing the sound of his own old and decayed atmosphere ~EbookFREE.me~ this team was laughing again, even inside the giant car behind the heavy truck also a muffled laugh.
They are in a very good mood!
Because this time they are going to welcome their new members.
The team finally has new blood to replenish.
"Boss, the agreed place is in front."
"Speaking of which, the road is really smooth. By the way, why did the division commander of Division 149 suddenly hang up? I had a good call two days ago. It's really not peaceful here." Falcon saw the dry lake in front and was about to stop. .
"It seems that a high-level battle has broken out in this area. Mu Fan can survive here and his performance is really good."
Guangbo replied that he was also going to slow down and stop.
However, at this time, the vehicle optical brain suddenly buzzed to remind.
"What happened to Lightwave?"
"There are signs of activity around, and the target seems to be us."
"Boy Mu Fan?" Falcon poked his head and glanced, but didn't see any movement. As for the other side of the foot of the mountain, he couldn't see it.
"No, it's a mechanical target."
After the voice fell, a cloud of dust raised on the other side, and more than a dozen rumbling military armored vehicles approached, and there were even eight military mechas.
This piece of mechanical force drove towards itself and others with a clear goal, and the rumbling voice got closer and closer.
"Sixth-generation model, Armor of Titan. This is the mech of the Federation. It looks like this is our friendly army coming?"
Falcon said with a smile, then flicked the heavy truck to a halt, and jumped off by pulling the door.
"Yes, we arrived without prior notice. Come on guys, say hello to our group of friendly troops."
So two off-road vehicles from two outside also stopped, and several people came down and stood in a row.
Then he watched the group of mechanical troops stop in front of him with a surprising aura.