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After a night of fighting, the sky has turned pale.

The surrounding scenery is dimly visible.

Two teams, Black Pearl and Yellow Oriole, cleaned the battlefield—mainly to recover some damaged weapons and equipment.

In this battle, Huang Ying's team had 10 minor injuries, 3 serious injuries, and 2 deaths, while Black Pearl had 8 minor injuries and 2 serious injuries, and no one was killed.

Under the premise of successfully killing Xan, this level of damage is almost negligible.

You know, that is one of the four Sarkic saints.

The other three saints are all wreaking havoc in other places, and the Foundation has nothing to do with them.

So Smith and Kenneth knew very well that without Zhang Jue, even if the two teams were combined, they would not be the opponent of the giant snake.

The MTF team is equipped with advanced equipment and can deal with ordinary monsters, but if the enemy's strength exceeds a certain critical point, they will have no way to fight at all.

After cleaning the battlefield and dealing with the wounded, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

The members of the two teams fought fiercely all night and were already very sleepy. Kenneth arranged for a few people to be on duty and sent them to rest.

He himself joined Smith in the conference room.

After pushing open the door, I saw that Consultant Zhang and Dr. Yang were already waiting there.

Consultant Zhang sat on the chair with his buttocks, but his body was on one side, and his head rested on Dr. Yang's leg.

Dr. Yang was rubbing his temples.

Seeing Kenneth and Smith arriving, Yang Xue gently pushed Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue waved his hands impatiently, but still refused to get up.

Kenneth saw Dr. Yang, who had always been honest with others, lowered his head and gouged Consultant Zhang, but he didn't urge him to get up.

He coughed awkwardly.

Smith, however, had long been accustomed to the strangeness, found a seat and sat down.

After the two sat down,

Zhang Jue still hasn't gotten up from the gentle village.

Kenneth was wondering when the door of the conference room was pushed open again—Strong, the captain of Viper Squad, also came.

After the battle broke out last night, Yang Xue immediately asked the Viper team stationed in the GOC camp for help.

At this moment they finally arrived. Although the battle is over, it is still necessary to sit down and chat together.

The few people headed by Zhang Jue can be regarded as the leadership team formed temporarily here. They have only one topic in the meeting at the moment-after the nuclear bomb silo is destroyed, what should the Viper and Huangying teams do.

When Angelo was retreating, he gave the two captains Kenneth and Strong a death order. In any case, they stayed here for 72 hours.

Calculating the time, it happened to be the middle of the night of this day—that is, the moment when Yarn ascended to the gods.

Again, soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty.

In the situation where they could no longer protect themselves, Yang Xue and the staff in the site could choose to evacuate, but they could not move at all.

Smith and Kenneth fought side by side last night, which was considered a life-and-death friendship. He persuaded: "The silo has been destroyed, and the nuclear bomb can no longer be launched. It is useless for you to stay here except to die."

Kenneth remained silent, because he had already told Smith the answer to this question last night.

Strong sighed too.

Angelo is the overall person in charge of this operation, as long as he does not issue new orders, or the Foundation headquarters does not issue new notices, it is impossible for them to evacuate from here.

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue. At this moment, he is the only person who can contact the foundation headquarters and has a certain influence on them.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Zhang Jue snorted.

He looked at Kenneth, then at Strong.

"Let me tell you something, don't be angry, that kid named Angelo left you here to let you die, and it seems that the foundation thinks so too."

...

As soon as Zhang Jue said this, the eyes of Kenneth and Strong instantly became sharp.

Strong had no friendship with Zhang Jue. He looked at Zhang Jue gloomyly: "Consultant Zhang, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'we are here to die'?"

Strong's body was full of murderous aura, and it was obvious that Zhang Jue's words seemed to touch his back scale.

In his opinion, the Foundation has always been rigorous, how could it do such an unthinkable thing.

Facing everyone's unbelievable gazes, Zhang Jue said: "Don't you guys see that, the so-called nuclear bomb is a fake at all."

Zhang Jue's words surprised everyone again.

Strong said in surprise: "Why do you say that?"

"Because I saw that silo last night." Zhang Jue said, "Even if the equipment inside is not damaged by that giant snake, it is impossible to launch a nuclear bomb."

Kenneth's eyes widened.

He had just cleared the debris with Smith this morning, but he hadn't noticed the details at all.

Seeing that they still didn't believe it, Zhang Jue continued: "If what I expected is correct, the task Angelo gave you was to put the nuclear bomb into the silo at the last moment. Think about it, is this reasonable? In the process, no one should have received the task of igniting the launch, right? Because this step cannot be carried out at all.”

Soldiers carry out orders without asking why.

But after Zhang Jue's analysis, it is true that there are many things that cannot be explained.

Strong thought for a moment and said, "I still don't believe it."

Kenneth also said, "Me too."

"Okay, since you won't cry when you see the coffin, I'll make you understand." Zhang Jue stood up from the chair and patted his buttocks, "Let's go see if the nuclear bomb is real or not. "

...

Half an hour later, it was still the same office and the same location.

However, the moods of Strong and Kenneth were very different from before.

As a member of MTF, it is not unacceptable for them to sacrifice their lives for the foundation and for all mankind, and they are even willing to do so.

But this feeling of being betrayed made their lives worse than death.

As Zhang Jue said, the nuclear bomb was fake. What was inside the huge carriage was not a nuclear bomb at all, but a blank bomb, a huge blank bomb.

If they died protecting a nuclear bomb, they would be very proud.

But now, what are they for.

A fake bomb?

The sacrifice of the team members seems to have become a joke.

They were abandoned by the Foundation.

And gave up very thoroughly.

The silos are fake, the nuclear bombs are fake, and naturally no one will come to rescue them.

What Consultant Zhang said was right, Angelo, or the Foundation kept them here just to die.

"But why?" Kenneth frowned, "What good does the foundation do?"

"There are too many benefits, the most obvious of which is to use you to attract the attention of the enemy, so that they can do things in other places." Zhang Jue drank his saliva, "Don't think too much about yourself, including me. Inside, everyone is just a bait—the foundation wants to play a big game of chess with the Sarkic sect, and that Angelo is the chess player. In his eyes, we are all just dispensable pawns, To die is to die."

Although Zhang Jue's metaphor was not very appropriate, everyone understood what he meant.

But that knot was still not untied.

Even if the nuclear bomb is fake, the two teams of Huang Ying and Viper still cannot leave here without an order.

Abandoning the mission is betrayal.

The two captains have spent most of their lives in the Foundation, so it is impossible to do this.

Their expressions were somewhat sad and hopeless.

Of the few present, the person who knows Zhang Jue best is naturally Yang Xue.

Seeing him talking with eloquence, one knew that this dead man definitely had a plan.

She tugged on Zhang Jue's sleeve lightly: "Don't be tricky, what can you do, you might as well talk to the two captains."

As she said this, Kenneth and Strong turned their eyes back to Zhang Jue again, with only a little bit of hope.

"Those who know me, Dr. Yang also."

I saw Zhang Jue laughing.

"The two captains don't have to worry. With me here, naturally those players will not sacrifice in vain. I'm not good at playing chess or something. Let's overturn the chessboard, how about it?"

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