The super god has laid out a plan for hundreds of millions of years, and his diary was exposed by An

The essence is thoroughly understood

Ollie shook her head: "At present, I can't think of any effective way, as long as the Divine Fire Sect does not take the initiative to fight, we can only be caught in this strange and protracted war for a long time, no, this is not even called a war, this is hide and seek." "

Chen Yi pondered for a moment: "We still have a strength. This force is not in the strange plan of the Divine Fire Cult, it is a real wonder force. This strange force may not be able to defeat the Divine Fire Cult, but it will definitely break their current deployment, thus giving us a chance to win with one blow. "

Oli frowned: "Strange soldiers? What strange soldiers? Wait, are you talking about the womb plan 05? You actually want to use those children to deal with the Divine Fire Sect? They are still in the mother's womb, even if they can be born smoothly, they are still babies." How could they possibly threaten the Divine Fire Cult?"

Chen Yi's face was solemn: "Baby, don't forget, the last form of the master of the Divine Fire Sect is also a baby, he occupied the body of a half-breed baby, almost killed me, and won the victory in the interstellar dispute." "

"The Divine Fire Cult now has the memory of human beings, and they know very well the combat measures that our human representatives will take, what kind of weapons we will carry, and what tactics we will use, they know very well, and they have already formulated corresponding tactics.

The Divine Fire Angel is the best example of this, our existing weapons are completely ineffective against him, and the VTOL fighter is a pile of scrap metal. "

The two talked for a long time.

Boom, bean-sized raindrops hit the earth, the seasons and climate change in the interstellar arena are much faster than those of the blue star, and the first few days were relatively warm autumn.

Winter has fallen in the blink of an eye, and this sudden winter rain has been falling for three days, and the wet and cold cold air is almost going to penetrate into the cracks of people's bones.

In the camp, shivering men, women, and children were crowded in several tents, and uncontrollable coughing could be heard from time to time.

Although the human representatives carried a lot of materials in the teleportation, after all, the capacity was limited, and it was impossible to carry too clumsy materials, so the number of tents was extremely limited.

The representatives of the Humanity had thought of cutting down trees to build a batch of more insulating wooden sheds, but the Cult of the Divine Fire continued to patrol the perimeter of the human camp.

As a result, people had to maintain a very high level of vigilance, and there was no spare strength to cut down wood and build houses, and the Shenhuo Sect really thoroughly understood the essence of guerrilla warfare in which "the enemy is stationed and we are disturbed."

Naros and Anthony Becquerel have a tent to themselves, because they have the most powerful force represented by mankind, warplanes, so it is natural to have such privileges.

The tent was muddy, the quilts were damp, and Naros was circling in circles in the cramped tent, cursing and swearing, and Anthony Becquerel was sitting on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigar leisurely. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

As soon as the curtain of the tent door was lifted, a man covered in mud and water came in, and he wiped the rain from his face: "Mr. Naros, Mr. Anthony, we have tried to cover the two fighters with something to protect them from the rain, but you know, we don't have a special tarp in our hands. "

Naros slammed his fist on the table: "Damn! Fighter jets are our most powerful weapons, if the parts of the fighter are rusted or even damaged due to the prolonged rain, what are we going to do to fight the Divine Fire Cult?"

Do you want to use those poor individual weapons in your hands? An angel's feathered thermal weapon can blow you up into the sky. "

The man said in a panic, "What then, what then? We don't have enough manpower to chop wood to build a hangar." "。