The Last Commander of The Red Police

Hewlett-Packard was holding a smartphone in his hand and looking at the old antique in his hand, he really didn't understand what the commander likes, he actually liked to use such an old-fashioned communicator.

"Master Commander, more than 20,000 people have been surrounded by ghosts, requesting support."

"Oh." Su Chen replied lightly.

HP was taken aback, what does oh mean

It must be the commander who doesn’t know how anxious the situation is now, and you must let the commander know the important role of recovery.

Thinking of this, Hewlett-Packard said hurriedly, "Commander, I think these ghosts are a bit problematic. The average ghosts don't use any conspiracy and tricks. What they like most is the straight-to-back combat. There may be some big secrets in it. "

"HP, you seem to have forgotten a little." Su Chen reminded, "I can support you with weapons and materials, but the complex is always yours and has nothing to do with me, so you understand."

Hewlett-Packard is also a smart person, otherwise he would not take the initiative to find Su Chen, trying to persuade Su Chen to support his restoration of the country.

He thought of one thing, even his dead father, it is impossible for a commander of a base to help him unconditionally, he has to pay something.

At this moment, HP suddenly realized, "Commander, I understand. After the restoration of the country is successful, you are not only the regent, but as long as you are descendants, you can become a king of a different name."

Hewlett-Packard knows very well that he has nothing but recovery now. He can only make equal transactions with the identity of the future king.

Su Chen didn't care what HP would give him. If he really needed it, he would take it with his own hands instead of someone else.

He just wanted to let HP know that the red police base and recovery are two different things.

If you return to fight, ask the Red Police Base to take action, but you have to pay for the shot. If you use too much free stuff, no one will care.

"I've gotten a shot."

HP looked into the distance, there was no big movement there, where did it come from?

In a place that HP could not see, in a seemingly ordinary stone house, sat three old ghost tribes, they are the king and two confidants of this ghost tribe.

"Wang, are we really going to kill these people? If human beings die so many people, will they send strong people to deal with us" a confidant asked worriedly.

Another confidant dismissed it. "This time is a huge opportunity for us. If we can use the corpses of these humans to satisfy that one’s appetite, we will no longer be a small tribe, but a medium-sized tribe is just around the corner. Even large tribes will have great opportunities. Big hope"

"Wang, what do you think?" The two confidants looked at their king.

The ghost king thought for a while and said, "Continue to act according to the original plan. As long as we get the help of that person, we will definitely be able to become a medium-sized tribe with the name of our own tribe."

Among ghost tribes, only medium-sized tribes are eligible to have names, and a large number of small tribes are not eligible.

When the three ghost races were talking, silently, three figures appeared behind them, and they didn't notice it at all.

The three figures don’t seem to have any special features. Their outfits are almost the same as the SEALs, except that the color tends to be white. They are the Super Space Commandos.

The three of them glanced at each other, dropped something casually, and their bodies disappeared again.

The sound of something falling on the ground surprised the three ghost races. It was unimaginable that someone approached without a response from them.

When they discovered that there were three more odd shapes on the ground, they had a fatal crisis.

"Run" as the ghost king of the eighth-order ghost race, his instinct is the strongest. From these three things, he feels a breath of death, which is definitely a powerful weapon for mankind.

The moment the sound appeared, three things exploded.

boom

The stone house was shattered by the explosion, and two henchmen died on the spot. The ghost king's body was mostly missing, and the missing heart was exposed. However, the powerful physique of Tier 8 made him unable to die for a while.

The ghost king widened his eyes and let out a low roar in his mouth. He was not reconciled.

In the first place, kill these human soldiers and give the corpse to that one, and he can get that one's support. It is only a matter of time before he becomes a large tribe, and the future is bright.

He never dreamed that he would die here, in his own lair.

How did the humans get in, and how did they put down the bombs? Three bombs could actually kill myself, the Tier 8 ghost race. This news must be sent back.

Just when the eighth-order ghost clan moved, three figures appeared in front of him again, looking at the three humans in front of him, the ghost king knew he was out of action.

"A ghost king who is on the verge of death is still worth a bit, do you want to bring it back?" a member of the Chronicles Commando asked.

"Well, Master Yun Ru may need such an experiment material, he is not dead anyway, take it with him."

The third member did not speak, put his hands on the ghost king's body, the teleport ability was activated, and the three and the ghost king disappeared in place.

This small tribe hasn't discovered yet, their king is gone.

"What was that sound just now?"

The huge explosion was not only heard by the ghost race, but the soldiers who had recovered also heard it. They were very puzzled by what was going on.

Soon there was a Tier 7 ghost clan who wanted to find their ghost king in the past. What should they do next? After he passed, all he saw were rubbles and two incomplete corpses.

"How can an adult be such a king, where is the king" the seventh-order ghost tribe was very panicked.

A tribe without a king is not qualified to be called a tribe. Sooner or later, it will be annexed by other tribes, and they will also become inferior ghost tribes.

Just after the seventh-order ghost clan returned there in a panic, something more shocked appeared.

A series of explosions appeared from the ghost camp, and in just a few tens of seconds, he saw that the ghost soldiers were almost killed and injured, while the human soldiers were unscathed.

"It's really a super time assault team, this hand c4 bomb is really 6" Su Chen couldn't help sighing.

When Hewlett-Packard asked for help, Su Chen had already issued an order to let the Hyperspace Commando solve the matter.

With only one arm, Su Chen solved the crisis of recovery. The key is that HP is still confused. He has no idea how Su Chen solved this problem.

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