There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

It was true that Muirseth had not revealed all to them.

"give it to me!"

Young Ifrit didn't care too much and immediately patted his chest and took the responsibility on himself.

Muirseth was her friend, and friends wouldn't harm friends, so Muirseth just didn't know. That's it!

After finding an excuse for himself, Ifrit quickly rushed towards the darkness in front of him.

It was like a flame that suddenly lit up in the darkness, creating a vague light.

Stairs, countless stairs. Ifrit had already forgotten how many times she had repeated the action of going downstairs. Only her slightly sore legs told her that the amount of exercise she had done today had exceeded that of the past half month.

"Well...I have to ask for my salary when I get back."

With a grin, Ifrit looked at the door in front of him and pretended to push it open.

But at this moment, a sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"I am back."

"How's the situation up there?"

"I couldn't hear clearly. I didn't go to the ground, but there didn't seem to be any special movement."

"I guess... I didn't succeed."

"What about us?"

"According to the Colonel's orders, we've activated signal jamming and are not supporting any other units. No one should be able to find their way here. The infiltration route provided by Ferdinand is very covert."

"Let's execute the battle plan. Check the watch... Yeah, it's almost time."

"How's the bomb preparation going?"

"They were already installed when I went to investigate just now. Two tubes of modified plastic explosives are enough to destroy this layer of protective equipment."

"But Ferdinand is really ruthless. This is the liquefied Originium gas pipeline used exclusively by their Energy Department. Didn't he also say he wanted to return to Rhine Life?"

"With this explosion...wouldn't it completely cut off his path?"

Volume 9: Chapter 55: Condemnation? I don’t care.

The two people's words successfully attracted Ifrit's attention, and Ifrit, who was about to go out for a home run, suppressed his temper and waited patiently for them to finish speaking.

Today, she is no longer the impulsive girl she used to be. In the past, Hemer, Saria, and her friends have successfully taught Ifrit the importance of patience.

News, this is the second most important thing when going on a mission.

The most important thing is to save your own life.

With his ear resting lightly on the door panel, Ifrit listened carefully to the conversation between the people outside. The people outside did not notice that there was an extra person around them and continued to "complain".

"According to the colonel, he and we are now on the same boat, so he has no choice."

"But I don't understand what the point of such an explosion is now. The Vice President has already left Rhine Life. Can an explosion in the liquefied Originium gas pipeline under the building hurt him?"

"The colonel has his own plans. Just follow his orders."

After saying this, the soldier patted his comrade on the shoulder to comfort him.

He is a little older than him, so naturally he can see more clearly.

In order to carry out this plan, their identities have been destroyed and their past honors have disappeared. In other words, they have become illegal residents.

Regardless of whether things succeed or not, they can't go back, and there is no point in worrying about these things now.

The vice president can die, but he cannot die at the hands of his own people, at least on the surface. For this, Blake has made a lot of preparations.

He took Rhine's life and destroyed the identities of his subordinates in order to get himself and the people behind him out.

He was still hoping for a comeback.

Although this plan was a bit hasty, it is better than nothing.

After comforting each other, the two prepared to leave and activate the bomb switch, but at this moment, one of them felt something different.

They were underground, and no matter how good the ventilation was, the bone-chilling cold air could not be concealed. But now...

There was a constant warmth lingering around them.

Although it was very weak, against the backdrop of the cold air around it, this heat was as dazzling as the sun.

“Who is there?!!”

The two looked at each other and instantly locked onto the only entrance and exit.

"Tsk...I've obviously hidden it very well."

Seeing that he was discovered, Ifrit no longer hid and kicked open the door in front of him.

"A...child?"

When they saw Ifrit, even though they were mentally prepared, the two soldiers couldn't help but be surprised.

They had expected someone to stop them, but they never imagined that this person would be a child.

"Hey! I'm an adult now, okay?"

The "contemptuous" looks from the two made Ifrit feel very unhappy, and he immediately prepared to teach them a lesson. However, after seeing that the other party never drew their weapons, Ifrit still did not pull the trigger of the flamethrower.

She stood there, one hand on her waist, and raised her chin towards the two soldiers who were "stupefied" in their place: "I don't know what your superiors are planning, but now you are surrounded. Surrender is your only way out!"

"Are you kidding me...was this an accident? A child actually ran in here."

"What should I do? I..."

The soldier looked at Ifrit's slightly childish face and glanced at his comrades around him in embarrassment.

He didn't care if there was a life on his hands. He used to think so too, but if this was a child...

Sorry, he really doesn't have the courage to do it.

"Knock her out and bring her up later... Never mind! Knock her out first! We can deal with the other things later!"

The other man was also unable to do it. He just planned to subdue Ifrit and hand him over to Blake for treatment. However, when he thought of Blake's decisive and killing style, he hesitated.

"Hey, hey, hey! You seem to be underestimating me..."

Ifrit watched the people across from her picking and choosing like aunties at the vegetable market, and she immediately felt dissatisfied...

They don't even think about the "child" who can come here by himself...

Could it be an ordinary person?

.........

"All combat units have lost contact?"

Listening to the report from his men, Blake immediately felt something was wrong.

"...Yes, the communication was suddenly cut off."

The soldier standing aside to report the situation swallowed his saliva and continued with a stiff upper lip: "From the situation at the scene, the vice president, his entourage, the reporters... no one had any special reaction. It seems that the people we sent out were subdued before they could even start the operation."

"Also, our operations within the Rhine have been disrupted. It's said that we were interfered with by a batch of power armor. We collected the fragments of those power armors, but their total number does not match what we mobilized."

"The camera feeds that monitor various intersections are also being cut off, Colonel. We are losing control of the scene."

After reporting all the problems in one breath, the soldier quietly took a few steps back, fearing that Blake would get angry with him.

Although the probability is small, it is not 0.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Blake dodged the document in the reporter's hand and took it in front of him to take a closer look.

After confirming that the above things were all true, he had to accept the fact that he had failed.

Perhaps the plan they thought was perfect was full of loopholes in the eyes of the Melander Foundation.

With his eyes closed, Blake remained silent. He did not make a fuss, but calmly accepted the fact that he had failed.

The assassination plan was hastily planned, so it was normal for them to respond.

"Colonel...so...are we going to evacuate?"

Seeing that Blake seemed to have entered sage mode, the soldier who had "escaped" behind him bravely stepped forward and whispered: "Since the other party's reaction is so fast, it will definitely not take long for them to get here."

“No rush…”

Opening his eyes, Blake stuffed the documents in his hand into the shredder on the side.

Amid the harsh mechanical sounds, Blake smiled grimly.

"I remember the Vice President said he hoped to have 'good exchanges with outstanding scientific researchers,' and I had intended to fulfill his wish."

"What's the reaction from C1C2?"

"The signal is stable and still at the designated location."

"Rick, activate the remote control device in the upper right corner of the control panel."

The soldier named Rick followed Blake's order and pressed the button.

In an instant, the operating panel in front of him opened, and a button in a transparent box appeared in front of him.

The remote control device that Blake mentioned is just an ordinary-looking mechanical button, and it also uses an old-fashioned safety valve locking device.

Blake stepped forward and entered the password. The transparent safe popped open, exposing the red button to the air.

"Colonel, this is..."

Looking at the bright red color, Rick felt a vague sense of fear.

Maybe it was because he watched too many TV programs, or maybe it was because he imagined too much, but he always felt that this thing was like a Pandora's box.

There is a huge threat hidden.

And the next second, Blake's words confirmed his guess.

"A remote control device for engineering explosives, used to blow up the blocking structure of the liquefied source stone gas pipeline. It's old-fashioned, very useful, and has stood the test of time."

"The Rhine Life Engineering Department did a very detailed job. In addition to the protective devices, they also added underground blocking structures within a certain range. The special materials used can prevent the leaked liquefied originium gas from causing a series of explosions."

"Our original plan was to cause a leak of liquefied Originium gas through the explosion, sparking a riot and creating an opportunity for those on the ground to approach Jackson."

"But coincidentally, the Jackson team's planned return route happened to intersect with the liquefied source stone gas pipeline."

After saying that, a smile spread across Blake's face.

It was originally just a side plan, but now it has become his only reliance.

It should be said that things are unpredictable...

"Then...what about C1 and C2? We didn't inform them in advance, so they..."

Listening to Blake's words, Rick immediately thought of the two soldiers who were carrying out the mission underground.

In their original plan, the two of them were to control the timing of the bomb explosion, so they had plenty of time to escape underground.

But if they can't control the timing of the bomb's explosion, then their fate will be...

boom!

Thinking of this, Rick couldn't help but shudder.

It was obvious that their only fate was death.

"I will personally request that the superiors issue military medals to them and all the comrades who died today."

Watching the convoy passing by on the screen in front of him, Blake's heart began to beat with excitement.

"Colonel, that's... a whole convoy! Five cars, more than a dozen people accompanying them, and there might be Rhine Life employees, reporters, and the public nearby..."

Explosions are different from assassinations. The scope of the former is not deliberately controlled.

Once it explodes, the consequences are predictable. The entire block might be plowed, and there is also the risk of a major outbreak of mineral sickness caused by the leakage of liquefied source stone gas.

This is much more "exciting" than the assassination of the vice president.

The consequences are as serious as you can imagine.

He knew it, and obviously, Blake knew it too.

But he just looked back at Rick, then turned his attention to the screen in front of him.

"Follow orders, soldier."