Chapter 92 Home

"Reporting to the command, Herrscher has been introduced into the simulated war room as planned and handed over to Himiko and the others. Currently, the remaining soldiers in the base are cleaning up the Honkai beasts spawned by the third Herrscher. In other words, the battlefield situation is currently under control. "

Famas finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Hen's report.

"Mebius, you are one step ahead again... No, when did this guy become a master tactician?"

The entire combat plan was created by "one person" from beginning to end. Although he had never been optimistic about that person's command level, Famas admitted that he was amazed by the plan when he saw it for the first time. It arrived, and the results were perfect.

He took off his flip earphones, and the loud noise of helicopter propellers reached his ears. He couldn't help but cover his ears. If it were thirty years ago, he would not care, but after fifty, he obviously I felt that my body was not as good as before.

Every rainy day, the injuries he suffered would relapse, so he also began to learn to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup...

In the end, he still had to suffer on the helicopter - Famas vomited twice. His body was no longer used to the turbulence of the helicopter.

Why not spend some time on Zhuhuo One?

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that he has no choice.

There are still Honkai Beasts to clean up in Moth City. The headquarters base is fully deployed and well-planned. There are not many Zhuhuo Ones. It is better to send Honkai Beasts to clean up Moth City - because there are too many family members there. There is no way to ignore death.

However, Herrscher's interference with electromagnetic waves has not completely dissipated, and the communication distance he can carry out is limited, so he must leave Zhuhuo No. 1 and hover above the headquarters in a helicopter to control the battlefield at any time.

As for whether the staff on Zhuhuo No. 1 would cause trouble again when he and Himihu were gone?

The problem is not big. Everyone's differences mainly focus on Mikael. As for fighting against Honkai... no one has any objections.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that Mikael's death was not particularly bad. At least it reduced everyone's ideological conflicts. As for power, he had secretly discussed it with Lezlen and Vasak in private. Well, after this matter is over, the original conditions remain unchanged.

Well done…

Famas looked out the porthole at the hill-like headquarters base below. Even though he boasted that he had long been numb to separation, he couldn't help but feel a little sad at this moment:

"Old friend...goodbye..."

"command!"

Since there was no need to fight, he only brought two guards with him. At this time, the man sitting opposite him suddenly shouted and pointed to the ground with trembling fingers.

Famas followed his direction and saw that the ground not far from the headquarters began to crack, gradually revealing three large round manhole covers. Soon, the manhole covers gradually opened...

"That's..."

His pupils shrank, a chill rushed into his mind, and his limbs instantly became cold.

"Hen! What's going on! Why was the silver bullet silo opened!"

"Zizi... command... situation... unclear... I... silo... Honkaimon... blocked it!"

"*!"

Famas cursed secretly, then turned around and slammed the cockpit door with his palm:

"Lower altitude and fly to the launch silo! Quick!"

Sauzer glanced behind him secretly, and Mikael was staring intently at his operation... No, was that really Mikael?

He had just led the way halfway when the Herrscher suddenly stopped and changed his mind.

"Silver...silver bullet? Where is it?"

Sauzell's heart suddenly trembled, and after hesitating for a moment, the Herrscher's fingers had already pinched his neck from behind.

"I I I know where it is!"

"very good!"

Then, the Herrscher stretched out his hand, and a bright blue gem appeared in his hand.

Sauzer saw it with his own eyes. At that moment, its expression gradually became vivid, and even its words became smoother:

"Haha, God's power, the thunder and lightning that conquers, the thunder and lightning has already been demonstrated, the next step is to conquer..."

Immediately, the blue gem floated into the air, and a familiar figure of Sozer gradually turned from illusion to solidity.

"M...Mikael!"

That was of course not Mikael, but a pseudo-Herrscher created by the Third Herrscher through the core of the First Herrscher and the power of conquest.

Of course it doesn't have much sanity, and even its appearance is just similar, and its body structure is even more inhuman. Apart from the appearance, the inside is just a simple accumulation of Honkai energy - this makes its body structure relatively fragile, and once it is seriously injured, , basically gone.

But it doesn't matter, the Third Herrscher does not feel that the existence of the Herrscher-like ones can be threatened in the current headquarters base.

After doing this, the Herrscher's expression became dull again. She and "Mikael" stood side by side, as if they were two emotionless puppets.

"Going straight ahead, that's the core?"

Sauzer nodded quickly.

"Then you take him."

"Well……"

Seeing the two Herrschers frowning at the same time, Sauzer was shocked and shouted quickly: "Okay, okay! Absolutely no problem!"

The troops in the headquarters base have long been depleted, and no one thought that the Herrscher would have the idea of ​​​​shooting silver bullets, so that the defense force near the launch silo was so weak that it was almost non-existent.

Even if there are a few soldiers and mechas, it doesn't matter. Just as the Third Herrscher thought, when Mikael died and the fifth team was away, this random Herrscher was invincible.

The soldiers on guard had no time to react, and they were wiped out before they could even press the simple self-destruct button.

So, Xavier was the only human left here.

"Up, open it."

"This, this, this... How can I operate this!"

The pseudo-herrscher didn't say anything, just looked at him silently.

Sozel was frightened by its gaze, and could only bite the bullet and read the words on the hundreds of buttons arranged densely.

He really didn't lie. How could he, a useless staff officer, know how to fire silver bullets!

But he also lied. After all, there was an intelligent control screen, and those densely packed buttons were just old control systems used to prevent the intelligent system from getting out of control.

But he didn't know why he did this, because it was obvious that doing so would not change anything at all.

After all, there were words on the buttons, and he searched hard and finally found the button to open the launch silo.

"Click", he just stretched out his finger and gently pressed the button, the manhole cover of the launch silo slowly opened, the sunlight also poured into the launch silo, and then shone into the control room through the glass.

Then, he stood there, not daring to look back, just quietly waiting for the command of the pseudo-herrscher.

The pseudo-herrscher did not make a sound for a while, it was recalling the order that the third herrscher had implanted in its mind.

"Moscow, Egasta, Brindi."

The pseudo-herrscher gently burst out three place names.

Without any explanation from it, Sozer understood it at the first time - these three cities were targeted.

Moreover, he also understood the reason why the herrscher chose these three places at the first time - the previous collapse only affected Shenzhou and the Far East, and had little impact on Europe... and now, it's time to make them feel the pain.

Sozer's face twisted instantly, the muscles on his neck, lips and cheeks trembled violently, but his brain was blank.

He walked to the control screen in a daze, staring at the world map that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

Suddenly, an option came into his eyes.

This time, his whole body trembled - fear, excitement, madness, all three.

He didn't dare to look back, and even didn't dare to breathe. He was afraid that the pseudo-herrscher would notice his movements, and he couldn't help cursing himself in his heart:

"Why bother? Why bother?"

But his trembling fingers were undoubtedly moving towards the "self-destruct" button.

One centimeter, just one more centimeter, just the last centimeter!

"Ah!"

The pseudo-herrscher cut off his right arm.

It really didn't have human consciousness, but the broken memory of the third herrscher remaining in its brain could still find the meaning of the text.

Sozer cried out in pain, but even though the sense of loss and severe pain in his right arm hit his brain at the same time, he still tried to press the self-destruct button with his left hand.

Unfortunately, the pseudo-herrscher pierced his heart directly this time.

When Sozer fell to the cold floor, the Herrscher looked at him, who was still breathing, and suddenly asked:

"Why?"

"E... Egasta, my... home..."