mech warriors have no love

The heating system in the meeting room was damaged in the fight just now, and the cold wind poured in from the broken window, and it hit the person's face sharply, a piercing cold.

Carl sat at the head of the long conference table, closing his eyes and tapping the table lightly.

Nothing could be seen from his expression, it seemed that the three guns aimed at him did not exist.

The silent conference room was divided into two groups of people. One wave sat behind Carl, with a gloomy face, and kept glaring at the people on the other side, as if wishing to pounce on them and bite them a few times.

The people on the other side obviously had the upper hand in this silent confrontation. They were not surrounded by gunmen, and there was indescribable joy in their eyes.

After waiting for half the night, the agreed signal flare flew up into the sky, lighting up half of the sky at the other end of the city in the forest.

Carl finally opened his eyes.

The leader of the traitors walked up to him and smiled slightly: "What a pity, leader, it seems that César did not escape as you hoped."

Carl leaned back, inheriting his father's gloomy eyes, staring at the man who walked in front of him, and suddenly sneered: "Okay, Uncle Eugene, don't pretend to call me the leader at this time." gone."

Eugene's smile disappeared, and the regret in his tone this time was much more sincere, as if he was really a kind elder: "Carl, you are an excellent leader. Even if you die, you don’t want to change direction.”

Karl raised his eyebrows and found it interesting: "This is why you colluded with people from other countries, secretly contacted some people in the alliance, attacked César and the alliance marshal near Ruth star, and attacked the Orpheus in disregard of my order The reason why you plundered and killed me everywhere, betrayed me in the end, and locked me here?"

Eugene was noncommittal: "It would be great if you could understand these things when you do stupid things. If you lead the orcs like this, sooner or later they will perish. We need to lead the people to a new life."

After a pause, he continued: "Siszel is dead, and your stupid experiment plan can also be terminated. It's ridiculous, handing over the secrets of space technology to the Alliance will only speed up the demise of our family. Next , you need to pretend to be sick for a while, and then pass on the position of the leader to me—don’t worry, I won’t attack you, there is a small planet nearby that is suitable for recuperation, maybe you will like it there.”

Carl suddenly laughed, shaking his head while laughing: "Uncle, your eyesight is still so short..."

The orcs who depend on other races to survive will only slowly wear out the blood in their bones and turn back to the slaves they were hundreds of years ago.

Eugene's face turned cold, and he was no longer ready to speak to Kaldor. He turned around and was about to order someone to take Karl and the group of supporters down, when there was a loud "boom" outside.

The whole building trembled and shook as if the earth was shaking. Eugene quickly supported the table to stand firm, and looked at Carl in surprise—he had planned for a long time, swallowed his anger, pretended to be loyal, and made Carl completely Trusting him, without anyone noticing, he replaced all the people in this building representing the power center of the orcs with his people.

He had waited a long time for this day, so God reported that everything went well. Carl didn't find any problems during the meeting, and it was impossible to send out a distress signal when he was restrained.

"What's going on?" Eugene frowned. It's not that there have been earthquakes in orc cities, but they generally don't affect here.

The others also looked at each other, leaning close to the window with Eugene and looking out.

At this moment, there were a few extremely small puffing sounds from behind, and Eugene's eyelids jumped suddenly, with a very bad premonition in his heart, he turned around to take a look.

Half of the police officers he arranged to guard Karl and his supporters fell down.

It was the partner standing beside them who fired the gun.

Carl stood up from his seat, not feeling the powerlessness of being drugged, he picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip, and smiled at Eugene: "Uncle, the drugged coffee is not very good, so I asked someone to change it .”

Eugene's face was ugly: "...It's useless, most of the people in this building are my people, besides, César is dead, your plan..."

Carl ignored it, moistened his throat, and yelled, "Ceizer!"

Eugene sneered. Although the plan had changed, Carl had to do some things after César died. He was about to sneer, when the sudden earthquake of landslides reappeared, and the crystal lamp on the top of the meeting room shook Shaking, it seems that it may fall at any time.

The next moment, the roof of the conference room was broken.

The gigantic silver mech was inserted with one foot, and the smoke and dust flew up. The sound of exclamation, cracking, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground formed a symphony one after another. Karl ate a mouthful of ashes, poohed a few times, and quickly jumped away .

César casually picked him up and put him on Micah's shoulder, and said in a cold tone, "It's okay, don't bark and disturb the people."

Karl looked at the most powerful mecha in the alliance in amazement, he touched the hard silver shell with an itch, and said with a smile, "I knew you wouldn't die."

Micah screams: "Ceizer!!! This bastard touches me!!!"

César: "..."

Carl: "..."

... hallucinations?

Carl: "Just now..."

Micah: "Wow..."

César had a headache: "Shut up."

The world fell silent for a moment.

Carl kept his mouth shut.

The little nephew is really evil.

César got even more headaches: "...not about you."

He was silent for a while, not knowing how to explain that Micah is a talkative question—in fact, artificial intelligence is a calm, loyal, cold and quiet image in everyone's mind.

Like Micah, it's more like a virus.

Carl sighed: "I know, I know." You just think I talk too much.

César seemed to hear the voice of his words, and thought indifferently, except for Lancelot, I dislike anyone who talks too much.

But now is not the time to talk about this, César looked at the panicked group of people in the meeting room, and calmly said: "The traitors in the building have been dealt with just now. How do you plan to deal with these people."

He stood in front of Micah's console, and the cold blade of the short knife next to him was still dripping with blood.

Karl said: "I hate infighting the most."

César slightly raised a thin eyebrow on one side: "Kill them all?"

Karl was afraid that he would really kill everyone: "Lock up first." After a moment of silence, he said, "Although the way is different, they are also for the orcs. Even though betrayal is disgusting, I can't kill them." .”

César snorted.

Carl: "For the future of the orcs, let's start with them..."

César: "...Didn't you say that there is no need for people to be the test subjects?"

Carl took it for granted: "It would be better to have someone as a test subject."

César had nothing to say to Karl.

This long-planned betrayal ended before dawn.

Carl was not completely suspicious of Eugene, he had already prepared for it, and counterattacked more smoothly with the help of César, at the end, Carl was still lamenting that César had killed too many traitors, they were all very good experiment.

César: "..."

The rebellious elders were imprisoned in the orc prison, but they were not sent as test subjects as Karl said.There was a lot of movement at night, and the residents of the city trembled with fear all night, and woke up the next morning, anxiously waiting for the new leader, or Karl.

César didn't pay attention to these, rubbed the space between his brows, went directly to the laboratory, and followed Cagle to do a series of physical examinations.

"Although you look thin, your physical fitness is close to that of an orc." Cagle squeezed César's forearm, and was knocked away by the hair ball.

Fuqiu put her hands on her hips angrily, pointing to the sky: "Cesar belongs to Lancelot, don't touch it!"

Cagle looked at the furball bouncing up and down strangely: "Is this Lambert's smart mech?"

César didn't want to admit it, so he snatched the fur ball back and stuffed it into his pocket, and replied calmly, "It's just a plush toy."

Micah struggled desperately, and was poked back by César just as his head popped out, repeated several times, and finally lost, and angrily hugged one of his fingers tightly, preventing him from taking it back.

A smile appeared on César's lips, and he cooperated with Kagel to finish the examination, then reached out and asked Kagel to draw two tubes of blood.

"It is impossible for humans and orcs to give birth to offspring. Belling's body has been transformed and he is no longer a complete orc, so you were born." Cagle stared at the tube of blood and pondered for a while, "But you The human bloodlines are clearly dominant, if this doesn’t work, I want to inject you with the C5-772 reagent to temporarily activate your hidden orc bloodlines..."

The front was fine, but César was a little confused when he heard the back, he raised his hand and stopped: "Let's talk about the conclusion."

"That is, to temporarily turn you into a real orc." Cagle said, shrugging, "But I researched and played with that reagent. No one has tried the effect, and I won't use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

César didn't care.

When he was 15 years old, he was injected with countless strange reagents by Merlin, some of which were almost fatal, so he survived.As long as Cagle doesn't use that reagent to make his nightmares come back, a reagent that temporarily turns him into an orc seems to be fine.

Micah was shocked by his big-hearted attitude, knowing that he would definitely not listen to Cesar, and silently prepared to sue Lancelot after seeing Lancelot.

Hey, I'm so angry, I can't control the children at home, and I have to rely on an old hooligan to manage them.

After spending the morning in the lab, Cagle and other researchers started discussing, Cesar yawned, squinted and wanted to go back to catch up on sleep.

With great difficulty, Micah crawled out of the dark trouser pocket, and lay on top of his head, not wanting to move: "Cesar, Karl is here, looking at his face, it seems that he has brought some bad news."

César's footsteps stopped.

The door in front of him opened automatically, and it turned out to be Karl with an uneasy face who ran over.

Carl walked up to César, struggled for a while, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know whether to tell you this news, from my standpoint, I shouldn't tell you, but from my uncle's standpoint, I have to say it again."

César folded his hands and watched him struggle with a blank expression.

Fortunately, Karl soon got entangled.If he hadn't made up his mind, he wouldn't have come to see César.

"I just interrogated the betrayed elders, and I got a piece of news, you should be mentally prepared..."

César was inexplicably flustered, and interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense, don't pant."

Carl had no choice but to swallow the nonsense, and said directly: "Eugene used real space technology in exchange to form an alliance with the Confederation of Foreign Territories, captured the Alliance Star Millais, and pushed the front line forward. The only thing the Alliance can rely on is Lancelot Special, their primary goal is also to deal with Lancelot. Lancelot rushed to Millais in the early hours of last night to fight the coalition forces of the Confederation outside the territory. After the explosion, there were only a few space cracks left in place..."

He coughed, as if he felt that it was too cruel to speak so bluntly, and changed the topic: "They also got the news, so they immediately attacked me..."

Lancelot was gone.

Life and death unknown.

Of course, in the eyes of everyone, there is only one dead end.

There was a buzzing in César's mind, and the vague uneasiness turned into ice-cold water, pouring from his heart to his limbs, freezing his whole body in this ice and snow, top-heavy, and unable to stand steadily.

For a moment, he couldn't even hear Micah's anxious call.