"I knew you would agree!" Atlas said. Tirathis, the initiator of all this, was stunned. The green flame was ignited and silent. He is Atlas's god! Could it be that his plan was successful? It seems that it must have been successful. How can you learn that even God can calculate the robot, how can you not be creative?

Tirathimis's appearance changed slightly, and a cluster of green flames stretched out slightly independently. Unlike other flames, it did not float upwards, but supported a larger flame, just like an arm supporting a person's head. In this way, the flames had a slightly human form, as if they were looking at Atlas with interest. Atlas's time, Tirathimis had no face, and could not see his emotions or appearance. However, in Atlas's eyes, there was a flame that looked at him, but was smiling slightly.

Atlas would never know what Tirathomes was thinking at this moment. He continued on his own: "Alex said, you actually added less stuff at that time!" Tirathomes was faint, and seemed to be concerned about what Atlas was going to say. "You added less carbon radioisotope!" Atlas said. Tirathomes' eyes lit up, and he was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Oh, so that's it."

"Well, what's your answer?" Atlas asked.

"Cassis is a dog."

"Dog?" Atlas was stunned, and he was flipping through the dog's information in his mind. As the last batch of robots produced when His Highness left, the information in his mind was complete.

"Ah hahahaha..." Atlas suddenly burst out with a burst of laughter. "Yes! Yes, dog! Hahaha... he still has to go to school, so he must be a police dog!"

Dungeon, it was midnight. The thick clouds in the sky separated all the light, and the mountain was pitch black. Li Xinyan carried a backpack and a submachine gun, touched the dagger on his waist, and stood at the end of the team. At this point, everyone in the 12th Operation Team had arrived. It was time to set off. The midnight departure was not the best time, but it was midnight when it was the turn of the 12th Operation Team, and there was no way to do it. With the thick clouds in the sky, the reconnaissance planes in the Mechanical City had more obstacles, and there was not much opportunity.

It is found that the human troops moving on the ground on the dark night. Of course, setting off at night is not the best choice, especially in mountainous areas, but nature is fair. The operation team is inconvenient to move at such nights, and the enemy is naturally inconvenient to move at such nights. Without the support of air reconnaissance aircraft, the combat power of the Mechanical City troops will be more obvious. In this way, the gap between the human troops and the Mechanical City troops will be greatly shortened. Even if it encounters it at such a moment, the operation team will not be completely blocked in the mountainous areas.

The mountain wind was cold, but there was a man sitting in a wheelchair with a solemn face, slowly sweeping over the troops in front of him. Every time the eleven teams in front passed by, he sat quietly and slowly swept over the faces of the soldiers. Then he slowly raised his right hand and gave a standard military salute.

The person sitting in the wheelchair was Lin Zicong. Behind Lin Zicong was a lady in a suit, which was Philona. Originally, Sun Jiali should have stood behind the wheelchair, because over the years, the appearance of the doctor beside him has become a reasonable match for everyone. But Sun Jiali did not appear this night.

As for Miao Yiling, she did not appear.

After the personnel of the 12th Operation Team stood neatly in front of Lin Zicong, Philona lay down and said something next to Lin Zicong's ear. Then Lin Zicong looked at Li Xinyan. Lin Zicong raised his hand and made a point. Philona pushed Lin Zicong in front of Li Xinyan. Lin Zicong didn't say anything at first, looked at Li Xinyan up and down, and then smiled and said, "What? Are you still used to life in the Operation Team? Are you all familiar with each other?"

"Report to General! I have been in the operation team, and everyone is very friendly." Li Xinyan replied.

"Okay, that's good. I originally arranged you to the action team because of your resume and experience. I wanted you to examine the feasibility of becoming a special warrior while recovering from the injury. After all, I feel that such a warrior who has been tempered and has withdrawn from the front-line battlefield is a waste no matter how he arranges it. He can persist on the high ground for more than 5 years. Oh, yes, you have been there for eight years and must be the elite among the elites! For elites, my principle is to never let them bury them, and to make them the sharp sword among the sharp swords."

"The original plan was to let you stay in the operation team for the first half of the year and learn how the agents acted, but the situation changed, and there was no time for you to train and learn. The enemy had broken our strategic balance and a knife was already hanging above our heads. In this case, you could only follow the operation team to go to the battlefield and learn on the battlefield. What do you think about this?"

"Report to General! No objection." Li Xinyan replied.

"Well, it's good that there is no objection. The real soldiers are not raised in the greenhouse, but fought on the battlefield. I heard that you had a fight with another operation team in the International Military Cooperation Office two days ago?"

"Yes! General." Li Xinyan's face did not change and his heart was not beating. Yang Botao's eyes flashed and he glanced at this side slightly.

"Fight well!" Lin Zicong said affirmatively. He directly defined the result of that battle: "This is the warrior I want! I have to push up in times of crisis, and if I can, I can go up, but if I can't go up, I'm useless!" Lin Zicong said loudly.

Lin Zicong pointed to his head, "Wu Kun, Li Xinyan, Yang Botao, Xiao Jian, Liuzi, I remember all of you names! Each of you faces is in my place! Remember my previous strategic policy in the conference call: Don't shrink me when you go out this time, you have no fixed goals. Let go of your courage and make me strong. Your greatest destructive power is the result I want! One of your strongest action teams is the number one in my action team! Remember not to!?"

"Remember!" The shouts echoed throughout the valley.

"You are back, I will celebrate you here! If you are not back, I will still give you the best wine here!!"

"Now, I order: Dungeon 12th Operation Team, set off!" Lin Zicong said loudly.

"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison, with a rainbow of momentum. Thirteen standard military salutes raised their arms to Lin Zicong. In the thirteen pairs of eyes, there were shiny waters, even though there were no moon or stars.
Chapter completed!