Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 650: Big Shot

The sound of footsteps fading away came from his ears. Alan, who was hiding behind the tree, almost thought that he had heard wrongly. This convoy clearly belonged to the Federation, but they actually made a deal with the Catus. This was definitely a shocking secret.

Originally, he did not intend to pay attention to a mysterious convoy that purposely scraped off the logo and concealed all the information. But now it was another matter. Alan slid down the tree silently. In the wilderness outside the forest, the tactical flying car had already restarted. Alan leaned over and sped forward, his figure blurring in the night as he stepped on the slender steps. Strangely, he didn't make the same sound as before at the high speed. Just like that, he silently arrived at the rear of the war chariot. He leapt to the bottom of the chariot and reached out to grab the chassis. At this moment, the chariot floated up and began to move forward.

Previously, he had already thought that someone in the Federation would leak information to the enemy. Otherwise, the enemy would not be able to accurately intercept the fleet twice in succession. Now that he had seen the convoy with his own eyes and heard the conversation between the two soldiers, his thoughts were confirmed. There was indeed a mole in the Federation, and he was eager to know who that person was. If this traitor was not found out, not only would the Federation suffer a loss in this war, even the children of the clans who chose to hunt freely might not be able to return.

Allen felt a chill run down his spine when he thought of the enemy's actions. Fortunately, it wasn't too late to find out.

When the Devil's Praise arrived in Allen's hands, it had already awakened into a blood hymn of the first rank. The blood-red knife stabbed into the chassis of the flying car and easily cut through the alloy armor like cheese. Allen tore a hole in the chassis for him to pass through, and by the time a regular piece of armor fell on the thick snow in the wilderness, Allen had already entered the rear compartment of the flying car through the hole. There were two rows of containers, one marked with fuel and the other with weapons.

Alan retrieved his Origin Tool, opened his weapon box, and casually picked up a brand new magic energy rifle. The rifle was only in second gear, and the ability to set up magic energy sequences was also very ordinary. Hurricane Shooting, a very common ability that allows Origin Energy bullets to be fired at a faster speed to achieve a faster attack. Alan shrugged his shoulders. To him, this kind of weapon was like a chicken rib. However, he didn't need to unleash his ability to kill enemies with it. It wouldn't attract the attention of the experts in charge of the convoy.

There was only an automatic door between the rear cabin and the driver's cabin as a partition. Allen walked over and reached out to tap it lightly.

"You know what, Bane, I'm sick of that woman. She has so many needs that I can't even satisfy them. God knows how many men climbed into her bed when I wasn't home."

"So you found a young girl, didn't you? Damn it, what's her name again? She's only fifteen years old, right?"

"Her name is Jolie. To be exact, she is only fourteen years old. But you wouldn't know that she's so hot in bed."

The two men let out a knowing smile. There were only two seats in the driver's seat of the tactical flying car, and there was no third soldier in the car. So when the knock came from behind the automatic door, their smiles froze.

"What's going on?" Sitting in the passenger seat, the soldier named Bane had a suspicious expression on his face.

Lloyd, who was driving the car, frowned and said, "Did something hit the door, or is there a ghost hiding in the back compartment?"

"This joke is really cold. Let me see what's going on." Benn unbuckled his seat belt, picked up his rifle under his seat, and put on his tactical helmet.

"Be careful, man."

"I know." Benn made an OK gesture and unlocked the magic energy rifle before walking to the automatic door. He adjusted the rifle to an angle that could shoot at any time. Then, he reached out and typed a string of passwords into the password lock next to the automatic door. After his brain showed that the password was correct, the automatic door opened with a "da" sound. The moment the door opened, Bane raised his rifle and stuck it into the dark space in the back cabin.

After discovering that there was no one in the cabin, he walked in and turned on the lighting switch beside him. The lights on both sides of the cabin lit up. Only then did Bane see a gap in the ground. From the gap in the chassis, he could see the retreating snow and the occasional shadow of a grass ball.

"Damn it." Bane said.

"What's wrong?" Lloyd asked from the driver's seat.

"A gap" Bane turned around and said, but he suddenly froze. An unknown figure appeared in the empty place just now. In the light of the cabin, he looked like a hunter wandering in the wilderness. It was covered with a cloak made of animal hide, with tattered clothes and damaged armor. There was a fierce and vicious blood-colored heavy saber on his back, but he was holding the Union Army's magic energy rifle in his hand. From the looks of it, it seemed to have just been taken out of the weapon box in his left hand.

That person suddenly flashed forward.

Benn swore that he had never seen anyone move so quickly. Almost as soon as his opponent leaned slightly, that figure had already occupied all of his field of vision. Benn shook his head as if he knew what was going on. He wanted to tell himself that this was not the case. However, through the protective shield of the tactical helmet, he could see that one of his opponent's hands was pressing against his chest in the afterglow of his gaze.

The handle of a dagger appeared in that hand, and a gem carved into the shape of a devil actually emitted a bloody halo at the end. Benn felt that it was his blood, and then the world quickly turned cold. At the end of his life, he could only see the man's silver hair and two ruby-like eyes.

Alan gently put down the corpse and crashed into the driver's seat like a bolt of lightning. "From now on, you have to listen to me. Unless you don't want to see Jolie again, now, tell me your name," he said calmly, pointing the magic rifle at Laud's head.

'"Lao … Lao De, listen, sir, this is very irrational. Do you know what you're doing? I bet that if you know who we are, you'll be scared out of your wits."

Alan laughed, and Lauder had to admit that the uninvited guest's smile was brilliant. It was like the sunshine in March, warming people's hearts.

"Then, Mr. Lauder, do you have any good suggestions?"

"I suggest you get out of the car immediately. I can pretend nothing happened, really."

"Including me killing a colleague of yours?"

"Bane? Damn it, yes, I'll pretend I didn't see it."

Alan shook his head. His smile suddenly disappeared. His expression was like the sun in March. Suddenly, it turned into a cold winter at the end of the year. "Mr. Lauder, I'm not a child, so don't lie to me like that." Don't say get out of the car, I just need to turn around and you'll shoot at me. Even if I miss, I will immediately report how many soldiers will be chasing after me. A hundred? Or two hundred? Oh, you have another colonel. What is his name again? "

Sweat dripped down Lloyd's forehead. He finally knew that he had underestimated the big boy in front of him. His thoughts were much more careful than that childish face. He even knew that there was a colonel guarding the convoy. Laud wasn't sure how much Alan knew.

"I know what you're doing. Mr. Lauder, to be honest, what you've done is filthy enough. We fought those big rhinos, oh, and the damn Grai Giants. As for you guys, you sold strategic materials like the Shadow Star Diamond to each other. Let me guess, do the Catus have dark matter cannons or black hole weapons? How could he possibly use something like the Shadow Star Diamond? "

Lloyd's heart skipped a beat, and there was a scream in his heart, "Kill him! He knows too much!"

'"Your heartbeat is accelerating. It's not a good sign. Don't think of anything, Mr. Lauder. Now tell me which legion you belong to. Who is the colonel in charge of the convoy, and the coordinates of your final destination. I need to know this. I promise, as long as you don't hide anything, I can let you off. Of course, I'll let you sleep for a day or two."

Lloyd opened his mouth and was about to say something. At this moment, the communicator on the side lit up, causing the soldier's expression to become very contradictory.

'You should know what to say,' said Alan, pointing his gun at his head. 'Mr. Lauder, I believe that when you chose to betray the Union, there was no honor or loyalty left to speak of. I hope you don't suddenly remember these things at this time. Otherwise, you'll probably have to say goodbye to the beautiful Miss Jolie.'

Lloyd smiled bitterly and patted the communicator. "What's going on, Number 7? Why didn't you answer immediately? Did something happen to you?"

"No, no. Colonel Bella, it's just that Bane just told a joke. I didn't react for a while." Lloyd replied.

"What a joke? You guys are so relaxed, Mr. Lauder. For God's sake, shut your mouths. Now, do your job seriously."

The communication was interrupted, and the sharp residual intent in the equipment seemed to have been thrown off the walkie-talkie by the other party.

"This Colonel Bula has a bad temper." Alan sat in the passenger seat, still pointing his gun at the driver. "Alright, let's talk. Where did you guys come from?"

Betrayal of such a thing, the first step is always difficult to take out. But as long as he took the first step, the next step would be much easier. Lauder had deceived Colonel Bula, and there had been a subtle change in his mind and mind. He had leaked information about a large area, but this information surprised Allen incomparably. There was no doubt that the members of the convoy were all from the Federation army. However, the soldiers and officers did not come from the same legion. For example, this Lauder in front of him was a corporal in the news of death. As for the dead Bane, he was a soldier of the Iron Fist Legion.

And Colonel Bula, from the golden lion. In this way, it would not be easy to deduce the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes from the legions that the soldiers belonged to. However, everything was always relative. Being able to transfer these soldiers and officers from many legions also indirectly explained one thing.

He was a high-ranking figure!

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