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Brain-dead fan

Owen immediately looked at Dicks next to the window: "Dude." Did those guys from the Western Army find out?"

Dicks shook his head hatefully: "This group of guys will only fight, except for the one we left for them, they haven't found anything, they are blind to the extreme, a total of ten people, only one is seen, it's really amazing." "

"Big sister, did you hear that?" Dicks said he hadn't been found. "

"I'm not deaf, of course I hear. You two have come back clean from disposing of those corpses, and I feel that this mission is getting more and more tricky. "

"Okay, big sister, let's go. "

Catherine disconnected from communication, put the telescope back in her bag, and walked away from the observation deck for the next observation spot.

Owen waved to the side after hanging up the phone: "Little ones, the little ones, the big sister is urging over there, hurry up and stuff them into the garbage block, it's time for us to leave." "

The ten soldiers in black combat uniforms and black sunglasses next to them immediately nodded, and then sped up the processing speed, stuffing the nine humanless corpses in front of them into the garbage compressor next to them, and letting them be compressed into blocks along with other food fertilizers and sent to the garbage treatment plant for secondary reuse.

Owen walked over to Dicks and reached out to him for a cigar, and Dicks pulled one out of his pocket and threw it to him. Owen expertly cut open the cigar and lit it, took a sharp puff and crushed a mouthful of phlegm on the ground: "MD, this task is really annoying, you have to be timid in doing things, you can't expose it, you can only follow, it's really passive." Are those guys in the Western Army also stupid? Aren't they looking for trouble when they actually let them dock at civilian ports? "

"Perhaps, the person in charge of the Western Army this time is a brain-dead fan of Angelina, she does whatever she says, and she is very confident in her own strength, feeling that everything is under control. There are still quite a few of this kind of second-class Western army. Dicks flicked his cigarette ash and pouted.

Owen thought for a moment and then took a sharp breath: "Well, this is really true, the more MD thinks about it, the more annoying it becomes, my head is about to explode." "

Dicks didn't move his head, just glancing at him, "Are you annoyed? How can you smoke cigars like this, like you, crazy lungs, and your head doesn't hurt! "

It's because I'm annoyed that I'm smoking like this. Okay, I'll take my time, taste, okay. Owen immediately froze when he saw Dicks' murderous gaze and began to suck slowly.

When the ten men had disposed of the corpses, and Owen and Dix had almost smoked them, they sucked up the last bit and threw the last one to the ground and crushed it with their feet, and then the two took out the sunglasses they had put in their pockets and put them on, and the twelve left the place in a big way, with no intention of hiding their whereabouts at all. (Zhao Zhaohao)

On the ground, Catherine took out her optical brain and stared at it after arriving at the new observation position, and those who didn't know would think that she was browsing the information in the optical brain, but if someone with experience saw it, Catherine's eyes were always on her arm, and there was a screen where you had to wear special contact lenses to see it, and it showed the scene of the space elevator plaza in Canterlot. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Bourville, what's your view over there?".