The programs in the live broadcast hall are still continuing.

The third stage of the world is exactly the same as some characteristics of the Red Dragon Planet and Earth. Su Hao knew that the reason for this omission in publicity was largely because the senior legion attached too much to the war itself and forgot the feelings of the civilians in the empire. It is difficult for people who have not personally experienced the battlefield in the space field to notice this. In the passionate battle environment, you will never want others to see every move of your own. The most thoughts in your mind are either killing the enemy or trying to complete the task. After all, being able to survive is the biggest gain.

But just being alive is not enough.

"Everyone has his own life. It's equivalent to an independent space. You work hard every day to get a salary that can support yourself and your family. You work for eight hours a day and earn twenty silver coins a month. This level of income should be considered very good. But you also want to get more and live a better life. You want to live in a luxury house, drive a better car, and enjoy more holidays. These ideas are normal and are the biggest driving force that drives you to work. But few people have thought that behind all this, we are the soldiers, and all the imperial soldiers are silently protecting and protecting everything you have."

Su Hao grabbed Kailas who wanted to hide next to him and said to the camera camera: "You can tease the nobles on the stage and ridicule and laugh at any official. But this time, you chose the wrong partner. I am not alone. Behind me, there are countless comrades and partners next to me. Do you think that what happened in Oviado must be responsible for? Do you know the whole story of those things? Since you don't know anything about it, what qualifications are there to treat me.

I've watched several episodes of the show you hosted, and you acted indignantly like a real warrior. I can satisfy your wishes, and now I'll send you a bullet gun to the most intense space area of ​​the battle. It's no exaggeration to say that we need more people anytime and anywhere. Mr. Keiras, you have ideals and ambitions, and I've seen all the characteristics that a warrior must have in you. Come on! Join us, and I can give you an enlistment certificate now."

This statement caused a burst of laughter in the audience.

Kailas shouted desperately: "No, you are infringing on my personal rights. I need a lawyer. Also, where is the police?"

The program lasted for more than five hours. Su Hao continued this teasing game in the live broadcast hall according to the plan until Pamela's voice came from the phone.

"Major Su, I just received a special communication from His Excellency Hoffman Army. He is very satisfied with your performance. Now, it is almost the end."

Su Hao certainly couldn't talk to Pamela in the live broadcast hall. He nodded in a vague way, turned around, picked up a wireless microphone from the instrument rack next to the platform, aimed at the actors in the audience who had become their reinforcements, and shouted: "I have said the name of the legion I am in countless times. Now, it's your turn to tell me what that is?"

An extremely enthusiastic cheer gathered on the scene.

"Iron Warrior! It's Iron Warrior!"

...

Su Hao quickly walked out of the studio, surrounded by a group of fully armed legion soldiers, and walked towards the spacious street outside the TV station.

Marquis Solius never used the two methods proposed by Wang Hejun from beginning to end. Because either, it means that Marquis Solius must pay an extremely heavy price. That is no longer a problem that can be solved by just a few hundred thousand imperial gold coins. Whether creating an explosion inside the building or actively selling all shares of United TV stations, it is not the result that the Marquis wants to see. Especially in his subconscious, Solius always felt that Duke Marvin should take his hand. After all, everyone is sitting in a boat. Instead of taking out as many as millions of imperial gold coins to solve the problem, it is better to reduce the money by half, or one-third, and give it to a powerful superior. Only in this way can it be truly in the interests of Marquis Solius.

Su Hao saw respectful expressions on the faces of the soldiers. They all heard and saw the performance in their live broadcast hall. For soldiers who were out of battle every moment, there was no better reward than praise from ordinary people.

When he boarded the armored contact vehicle, Su Hao saw an image of Dai Xiaolou appeared on the screen.

"You did a good job. I knew what happened? It would become like this. Haha! You were born as an actor. This time you did a great job, and even the Legion Commander praised him. Do you know, our external contact channel is almost blown up. Everyone is asking about war in the space field and signing up for the army. I have read the statistics, and the number of registrations within today is more than the total of the past five years."

Su Hao nodded and said lightly: "This result is the same as we had expected before, and there is nothing different."

"You did a good thing."

Dai Xiaolou on the screen suddenly became serious: "To be honest, none of us thought that the legion itself needed publicity before. Maybe it was because the method was wrong, or that it did not think of other aspects. Just over ten minutes ago, we received a special communication from the "Extreme Warriors" Legion. They want to express our gratitude to you, because you gave those soldiers with outstanding military achievements honors. In contrast, we did not do enough."

Su Hao laughed: "So, should you express something to me?"

Dai Xiaolou seemed very indifferent to this issue: "Do you want me to treat you to a meal? My monthly salary has almost been spent. Do you know I don't have much savings and all the money is spent on women. Otherwise, I treat you to a meal and you will pay the bill?"

Su Hao did not follow Dai Xiaolou's joke topic: "Tell me, who is targeting Konoha Town behind the scenes? I know that the guy named Thoma is just a puppet on the front desk. Who is Oviado's real master?"

Dai Xiaolou narrowed his eyes: "Do you really want to know?"

"Do you say it or not?"

"Okay! There is nothing to hide in this kind of thing. I'm just afraid that you will be too impulsive and do anything irrational."

Dai Xiaolou paused for a moment and continued: "The largest shareholder behind the Imperial United TV station is Marquis Solius. This guy is very rich and famous for his wealth. Another one is Duke Marvin. I will send you his relevant information later."

Su Hao stared at the screen: "Didn't you tell me that there are three people in total, and one nobleman, and a marquis."

"I'm still checking."

Dai Xiaolou was helpless towards Su Hao's aggressive attitude: "This guy has a special identity. He is from the National Defense Forces. So far, I have not found enough evidence. I can only guess that he is related to these things."

Su Hao murmured to himself: "One duke, two marquis... are all big guys with enough weight."

"To be precise, there are three great white sharks."

Dai Xiaolou's expression was serious: "These guys have hard teeth and sharp teeth. They can bite you into two pieces in one bite, and then chew it and swallow it."

"Haha! Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Go and buy an oversized shark shooting gun, then aim at some and shoot the key part between their legs. Well, you know what I mean."

Su Hao gradually put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "Tell me, how can I kill an imperial duke without any worries?"

Dai Xiaolou's eyes widened with an exaggerated amplitude: "If you want to kill someone and not be troubled by the Imperial Police?" Your idea is really weird. You must admit that you are the most imaginative madman I have ever seen."

"I'm not kidding. I know you must have a way."

"Of course there is a solution, it's just very difficult."

"Speak and listen."

"You have received the degree of contribution of the Empire, which is equivalent to your amulet. The premise is that there must be enough quantity to reach the point where even if you kill someone, the Imperial Police will have no choice but to do anything to you."

Su Hao became interested: "So, how much contribution does it take to kill a duke?"

Dai Xiaolou thought for a while, raised his right hand and stretched out five fingers.

"fifty thousand?"

Dai Xiaolou shook his head and turned his palms over: "At least 100,000 imperial contributions are required. Please note that this is not an accurate number, that is, the minimum. Because you don't have so much contributions at present. And in the future, the corresponding qualifications for contributions may increase. If you want to make a breakthrough in this regard, then you must be mentally prepared in advance."

Su Hao was a little disappointed: "I'm afraid I can't find so many biological samples. Like the last luck, maybe it will never appear again. ē

“Luck or not doesn’t matter.”

Dai Xiaolou tilted his head and smiled, "Don't forget, your current identity is the commander of the combat team. The chance of discovering samples of mutated species is very small. You should put the ashtray in other aspects."

"for example?"

"Kill more dark creatures. In addition to crystals and military achievements, you can also use them to exchange for the contribution level of the empire."

"The more you kill, the more you get?"

“Totally correct!”

Su Hao thought about it and nodded thoughtfully: "I will try my best to do it. Konoha Town is very close to the dark world, and those killed dark creatures should settle the accounts on those nobles. I have always been a good person, and it is a forced one to do such a thing. I have to kill an imperial duke, and escaping legal sanctions requires a lot of imperial contribution. So, I have to kill more dark creatures... Haha! This is really a terrible cycle."

Dai Xiaolou smiled: "You will do it, I believe in your ability. In this regard, you have talent."

...

The prison guard is a middle-aged man in his forties.

Maybe he felt sleepy, and he kept yawning. Although the guard knew that this approach would not be good for him, if he was seen by the inspector, a bad comment would definitely appear on the assessment table. But he still couldn't control his nerves. At most, he would just endure it, or pinch his thighs hard, and cover up the yawn with other seemingly normal movements.

The guard tower that was dozens of meters high looked very eye-catching outside. But staying inside, especially in this damn time, is simply a torture that is more uncomfortable than a hard-working criminal. I slept too late last night, and the guard couldn't help but yawn again, wrapped his thick military coat, and shrank into the guardhouse to avoid the strong wind and sand that had come into the gap by the door. The storm kept howling around the tower, like a half-dead bitch who had been fucked hard by a large group of male animals. Except for the red signal lights on the stair platform ten meters away, everything that could be seen in the eyes was blurred. The guard had been in the guardhouse for three hours. This damn job still had to continue, and he had to work another three hours.

Thinking of this, the guard glanced at the light stole from the crack of the guard room door under the guardhouse with envy.

It's really his day, Ma's unfair! Those guys staying below are their colleagues. There is a lounge on the first floor, with air conditioning equipment and a warm stove. You can enjoy hot water and fire there, and you can also place a few washed potatoes on the edge of the stove. Those meaningful little things will soon emit a mouth-watering aroma. Although potatoes themselves are cheap, you can buy a lot of them with a little money. But baked potatoes, which are so ordinary that they can often make people have special fantasies that are no less than luxurious meals in a specific environment.

Standing upstairs, you can hear the laughter and joy coming from downstairs. They were sitting in the lounge downstairs, laughing and playing cards. The guard could only wrap his heavy military coats and his scarf was tightly wrapped around his face. Despite this, he still felt very cold. On duty is indeed not suitable for people of his age. Young people are almost the same. Perhaps, in a few months, they should talk to the captains that it is best to retire early.

"jingle----"

The depressed meditation was interrupted by the worn electronic caller behind him. The middle-aged guard bent down and pressed the call button hard, revealing an ear from the tightly wrapped scarf, and approaching the receiver.

"The No. 39 transport aircraft has passed the peripheral identity check and will land in a few minutes. Turn on the signal control and let them in."

The sound of the superior supervisor and the electronic noise came out in a mixed manner. The middle-aged guard replied with unhappy "Understand", then put down the microphone, raised his head, looked through the window glass, and looked at the thick cloudy sky outside. Not long after, the automatic new mark on the landing ground rose. A low energy guided the laser directly from the center of the landing platform into the center of the clouds. After another half a minute, the faint response light began to flash in the darkness, and a huge heavy transport aircraft penetrated the clouds and appeared in the guard's vision. It continued to lower its height, and the roar of the engine gradually became clear and high, covering the hustle and bustle of the strong wind.

The landing site is right next to the Gangluo, very close.

With a "bang", the metal landing gear landed on the net-format prison platform. The transport plane landed, and its engine continued to roar before it was closed, blowing the dust out of a gray-black vortex that was more violent than the storm. An irregular tremor was passed on to the landing platform. Even the middle-aged guard felt a trembling on the ground, as if there was a small earthquake suddenly.

The thick cabin door was pushed open from the inside and rebounded back under the action of a spring. After repeated several times, it finally landed on the ground. Then, a tall figure in a straight military uniform appeared there. On the other side, three armed guards from the tower came out one after another and stood at the front of the gate inside the tower. The officer who walked off the plane saluted the guard first, then approached the guard, and said something, pointing to the transport plane behind him. After saluting, the guard hurriedly ran over. After a while, he lifted a bundle of things that looked very heavy from the cabin.

The middle-aged guard standing on the tower was very curious. Although he knew that doing so would violate prison discipline, he still couldn't help but want to go over and take a look. He cleverly bypassed the other guards, hurried across the roof, and reached the other side of the platform. Looking down from the building more than ten meters high, you can see a man being carried. He fell unconsciously on the arms of several guards, dragged towards the house by people very much.

The man was wearing a ragged battle suit with threads all over the surface. When the guards dragged it into the house with all their hands, the man's head drooped towards this side. The middle-aged guard standing on the roof was almost frightened by the man's face. He had never seen such a terrifying face, covered with all kinds of scars, scars left by whips, cut by knives or sharp cuts, scratches of bullets, and charred and ugly burns, crisscrossed on that face, densely packed with.

The officer who got off the plane pointed at the man and said, "This is an extremely dangerous prisoner. He was imprisoned in the prison cell of a severe prisoner."

The guard looked at the man on the ground who had completely lost his resistance and was half-dead, and asked curiously: "Sir, who is this guy?"

The officer was very annoyed by this question: "This is something you should care about. Say it again, put this person in the prison cell of a severe prisoner and put it in a severe shackle. His level of danger is far beyond imagination. If you don't want to die, it's best to do what I said."

After saying that, the officer turned around and walked quickly towards the transport plane on the platform.

No one likes to stay in this damn environment full of wind and sand. The guards had no choice but to be punished by the prisoners who were held in prison. As for the officer himself, he felt that he had completed the escort mission. Now, it was time to leave.
Chapter completed!