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Chapter 437 I Never Refuse Deals!
"Master Chief, are they having a barbecue?"

The voyeurism of the two groups is still going on, the other party has already come, almost hundreds of people and hundreds of robots and drones, a group of people scan and move everywhere like they have never seen a spaceship, and finally even more Construction machinery, ready to dismantle this Charon.

However, the Master Chief did not intend to stop the other party. The Towards Dawn was cut into two parts. According to the damage assessment report of UNSC, it is no longer worth recycling, and even if the scrapped ship is to be dismantled, Harvest Star, There are so many destroyed unsc starships in the Zhiyuan star and even in the orbit of the earth, and it is not the turn of the Dawn.

And compared to the ship, the Master Chief is more concerned about these people. From the commander to the ordinary infantry, they are all well-equipped, and all members have closed exoskeleton armor. You must know that even the elite troops of the Hell Paratroopers in the UNSC are not fully equipped. The crew installed the exoskeleton armor, and saw that even the cook who was cooking for the commander on the opposite side was wearing an exoskeleton, the Master Chief felt a little bit hot.

"John, are you hungry?" Cortana asked suddenly, looking at the sizzling meat skewers on the fire.

"No problem!" As the strengthened and reformed fighters of the second phase, the Master Chief and the others have had their nerves modified, and they can suppress their desires and emotions very well (I have to say, it seems that the fourth phase did not engage in these things, I I remember which fourth issue said that he saw his female teammate's ass boki)

So even if the resolute face under the helmet could already smell the smell of meat, the Master Chief still maintained the calmest state.

"Master chief! Dinner is ready, why don't you come and have a bite, this is the finest wagyu beef from the earth!"

Fisher has already set up a small hot pot on the table, aseptic eggs are also prepared, and behind him, a field cooking truck that has just arrived is already processing the raw seafood transported from the earth, and the pastry chef I am also busy with desserts, and it is estimated that they will be delivered here in 10 minutes.

"Could it be that the other party has already left? It shouldn't be!" Fisher swept across the distant jungle, where his thoughts had been disturbed by the magnetic field, and he couldn't scan anything, unless the other party had malicious intentions towards him, but the surroundings were very disturbing to him. The most malicious one was a four-legged beast that smelled meat, and it was baring its teeth at him from a distance.

After waiting for more than a minute, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the jungle, and the expressions of the snipers deployed at high places changed drastically. They scanned the jungle for a long time, but they didn't find anyone in the jungle!

As the sound of the branches rustling became louder, a tall armored warrior walked out of the woods.

Although the armor on the opponent's body was well maintained, there were still many traces of battle. The golden eyepiece lenses seemed to swallow up the sunlight refracted from the treetops.

A legend of UNSC, comrades regard him as the most reliable reliance, kamikaze martyrs (a special title for elites) regard him as a respectable opponent, and ordinary Star Alliance miscellaneous soldiers call him the green devil.And he always regarded himself as an ordinary soldier, the second-stage Spartan, John 117.

John is his first name, and 117 is his number, but basically everyone calls him Master Chief, and his last name was erased after joining the Spartan program.

Throughout the halo story, the Spartan warriors have always been the protectors of mankind. The longest training period is the second period, the worst death is the third period, and the best equipped is the fourth period. 117 can be said to be the most legendary member of the entire Spartan team. Of course, this does not mean that the Master Chief is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. Fred 104 is no match for knives, and Linda 032 is no match for sniper. Later, a black-bald fourth-stage Spartan who tried to replace him smashed the helmet eyepiece, but the Master Chief has unparalleled team awareness and command ability.

Although everyone said that the other party was actually lucky, one had to know that luck was also a part of strength, and luck alone was not enough to survive for too long on the interstellar battlefield.

"This is the property of UNSC!"

Still holding his rifle, the Master Chief ignored the soldiers of the Atlas Combat Troop who surrounded him, and walked straight towards Fisher.

"Yes, but it's light-years away from UNSC's jurisdiction, and I think our deal is worth enough for half a spaceship!" Fisher waved his hand to signal the guards to go away, and then stepped forward. He shook hands with the Master Chief who was more than a head taller than himself.

"Excuse me, can you take a photo with me first? Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to!"

Feeling the tight feel of Thor's Hammer armor, Fisher politely made his request.

"Uh!" It is probably the first time that the Master Chief has seen such a person who needs to take a group photo before meeting. Seeing Fisher's sincere expression, the Master Chief nodded reluctantly.

Then several Atlas soldiers who were part-time photographers rushed forward for a while, and took hundreds of photos in total before giving up.

"Thanks, Fisher Adams, a defense contractor, and welcome to Requiem, Master Chief!"

"Defense contractor? Why haven't I heard of this company?" Cortana wanted to search her memory bank, but she almost lost her mind after searching, blackened for a few seconds, and made the Master Chief who had just sat down Almost got up and left again.

"You said this is the Requiem Star, what kind of place is this!"

"In a Forerunner shield world, the Forerunner's military commander and missionary are sleeping, but now, he is about to wake up! Your spaceship was pulled over by him!"

"What else do you know?"

"Magic and miracles are not free!" Fischer picked up a cigar and lit it, and said happily.

"This spaceship belongs to you!" The Master Chief took back the unsc property he just said without hesitation.

"Excellent, I'll find you a Warthog later, and I'll give you something to eat and drink, energy bars or something, save it for next time!"

Then, Fisher emphasized the missionary's plan. After hearing that the other party planned to send a shot to the earth, the Master Chief was not in a hurry, but he heard that the unsc spaceship attracted by Cortana's distress signal would also be killed. After the gravity well was pulled to the ground, he really couldn't sit still. After all, there is still time to stop the earth from being attacked. If the spaceship is cold and the news cannot be transmitted back to the earth, they are going to rebuild human civilization on Requiem.

"Thank you for the information, but I have to go!"

"Okay, but since you have to find a way to notify the spaceship, you may encounter enemies. I am a humble person, and I also run a small arms company, and I also have some products that can be sold. Take a look, is there anyone who can take advantage of you?" Fisher coughed and signaled the subordinates next to him to prepare for talent.

"Welcome to Fisher's Mystery Store!"

(End of this chapter)