Chapter 297: Headquarters situation

The headquarters of the Garrison Corps in the Torros District is large enough to accommodate an investigative Corps plus a training Corps and some remnants of the Garrison Corps. Although it is a bit crowded, everyone has no energy to care about it. When the large units are almost set up, the ordinary squad of the investigation corps will take over our place, and we will go to the head of Irvine to discuss the matter of seizing the gas supply room. The small space makes the three-dimensional mobile device impossible to use. Open, and without the three-dimensional mobile device, humans can hardly deal with a large group of three or four-meter-class Titan in the supply room. They can only try to use the life pile, which makes Captain Irwin a headache.
As soon as I walked into the hall, I saw that a soldier wearing a garrison regiment was knocked to the ground with a punch. Everyone on the side was watching with cold eyes, and a few people were kneeling and crying beside the fallen man. The soldiers, think they should be supply soldiers. "If it weren't for you who are greedy and fearful of death, how could we have received the retreat order but couldn't retreat?!" Let roared, raising his fist and wanting to fight the supply soldier again, but was hugged by Marco. To express your dissatisfaction with words, "Let, calm down, don't do this!" Marco quickly persuaded.
"What can we do?! Chitz-Wilman took away all the soldiers who were in charge of defending here. The excuse was to complete the task of organizing the reinforcements. Our supply soldiers simply can't keep here!" The supply soldier kneeling on the ground suddenly shouted, and everyone's eyes gathered together, "What can we do? The who is greedy for life and fear of death has taken everyone away." The voice of the crowd staring at him was suddenly small. I got down, hugged my head and burst into tears, "What can we do? I want to go home, I can't take it anymore."
"Chitz-Wilman, I remember this person." Lewell squinted his eyes and said with a hint of murderous intent on his body. "Recently, I have been a little annoyed to cut the back of Titan. I don’t know. How are the back necks of human beings shaved? You must try if you have a chance." The few people behind Liwell couldn’t help but fought a cold war, and began to mourn for that Qizi for three seconds. People who Lewell remembers in this way will never end well.
"Found it! This is something kept by the gendarmerie." Han Ji and a few investigators walked over from the side of the warehouse holding the box. "Although the dust on it is a bit annoying, it should be able to send it out a little bit. It's useful." "What's in it... is it a gun?" Mick walked into the box and sniffed and said, Han Ji put the box on the ground carelessly and took out a gun from the box for inspection. , "It's filled with shotguns. The preservation of this gun is pretty good, so it won't accidentally escape."
Looking at the corner of the hall that had been dusted by Han Ji, Lewell frowned in disgust and took a step back, "If you can kill Titan with the broken gun in your hand, then What do you want a three-dimensional mobile device and a super-hard blade?!" Lewell said dissatisfiedly, "Control your movements appropriately, four-eyed boy, see what kind of embarrassment you are doing now!" "Ah, this There is no other way.
Han Jihun carelessly wiped his dirty hands,
This is what Commander Irvine ordered.