"You are more professional in managing them." Link nodded: "Let's go, the test time for the Big Boat Plan is coming soon. If you go out and arrange their place, we will set off."

Betty's brain was spinning quickly, and in the end he didn't think there was anything wrong with him doing this.

It is impossible to seize power, she completely denied this possibility a few days ago.

With Link's current manpower and material resources and his personal strength that is beyond imagination, he can easily attract more "grass platform teams".

The only team leader in the southern part of the team can be watched by him is Dart, and she, the deputy team leader.

So, is this... delegating power? Or showing kindness to win over? Betty couldn't help but look at Link's...'s back: Emmm~ I should be thinking too much about such a straight man.

Maidong's legs were still sore and she chased after her, so she returned to the dock first.

He called several female guards, including Lily, and told them to return to the Southern Confederacy to rest directly in the training camp.

After a while, the convoy set off and all returned to Burbank.

After all his subordinates entered the training camp, Betty called Link, opened the door of his dormitory building, and revealed a fat Harley: "This is found in the container in the port area, and you should be able to use it when you rush to go."

Of course, the smart major lady would not give gifts repeatedly.

This private custom Harley Fatty model has a lower appearance and is longer. It has drilled black disc wheels, wider and thicker tires, frame, and black chrome-plated outside the engine, full of thick dark style.

It was really pleasant! Link stepped in, stepped on and sat down, took the key from the handlebar and activated it.

A low roar sound rang out, conveying a powerful sense of power.

Harley's heavy body slowly slid out of the building, and Link turned his head to glance at Betty: "What are you waiting for? We still have to hurry up."

Betty just leaped lightly and landed on the rear seat of the car that had been slid over, while holding Link's waist with both hands.

The roar suddenly became louder, and Harley's speed increased rapidly and rushed out of the training camp.

The sentry at the door looked at the Fatty Harley who was leaving and couldn't help but mutter to each other: "Captain and that priest...hehe, what a good relationship?"

"Hehe, it's better than the old white man Dart anyway."

"That's right, the captain is at least a woman."

"Tsk, it seems like you are more beautiful than the captain."

"My pectoralis and turtle muscles are well developed. Maybe you just like my model?"

"Then have you been looking for you?"

“…He went in and out so quickly.”

"Haha, stop dreaming. You have a fat mind. You can watch the door carefully. If you have the chance to find a formal team member on the corps, this is more realistic."

"Stop looking down on people, I must find a team leader."

"Dart? Congratulations."

"roll!"

Datner's old fox and Betty had a disagreement in their faces, and their hearts were even more disagreeable, and both subordinates knew it very well.

Anyone who dares to lick the "head" on the other side by step will definitely be cleaned up.

...

Not to mention the little words behind the female guards, Betty's face was flushed at this moment, and the cold touch of the Slayer armor that he held in his hands was so real.

Unlike others, she is one of the few professionals who have seen the giant magic at close range and can survive.

Few people know better than her about the power of the giant demon.

It is also because of this that the moment she saw the Slayer Armor, she knew where it came from, but only the trophy.

Although he didn't know how Link killed him and even made it into armor, it meant that a giant demon died in his hands.

My mind was full of pictures of the giant demon slaughtering the National Guard when she was arrogant and rampant. Her arms were made of them in her arms. This strong contrast made her mouth dry.

Not only her hands, her body and legs were also tightly attached to the Slayer armor, and she kept rubbing as the car body shook on the appearance.

Betty had a lot of sweat all over her body, and the clothes that had just changed in the car when she came back were a little wet again.

Link noticed it, but thought that she was driving too fast, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But in a hurry, I endured it and passed.

As for the minor friction between the Major and the Slayer Armor... the Armor was not a skin, and he didn't feel the danger and ignored it directly.

In this way, Harley Motorcycle was sailing lightning on the streets of Chicago late at night, cutting through the silent fog, and heading from south to north to Bayside, north of Milwaukee.

On a small lake dock in a community on the shore, the guards waiting here saw them coming and immediately reported: "The expert group is ready and is doing the final inspection on the ship."

In fact, the expert team has conducted two inspections.

But the big boss Link didn't arrive, they couldn't leave, and there was nothing else to do.

It is better to keep striving for re-examination and make sure that there will be no problems with the experiments below.

The workload assigned by the boss to the expert group is very urgent, but the success lies in safety. Various treatments are really good, and they cannot be enjoyed in other organizations.

Therefore, these people in the expert group have been in pain and joy.

Link nodded and looked at Betty who was staggeringly strangely: No? It's only 150 kilometers per hour, and the legs of the pros are scared to death?

Betty didn't notice his eyes at all. The feeling of flying all the way through just now was like flying.

She is still able to stand up and keep up. She is already extremely persevering!

The two of them got onto the speedboat parked at the small pier and headed towards a large ore-sand boat parked in the lake two hundred meters away.

Upon deck, the expert team came back one after another to report the results of the revenge. Finally, Miles, who served as chief engineer, concluded: "Boss, everything is ready, and the big ship can set off at any time."

Link didn't delay and waved his hand: "Start the action and everyone evacuated."

A few minutes later, the expert team returned to the shore by speedboat and moved with the big ship.

Link and Betty drove speedboats and cruised a hundred meters behind the ore sand boat.

This behemoth with a displacement of 50,000 tons is already the largest and most powerful ship in the five lakes.

Its power system has also been preheated, and at this moment, it has gradually accelerated under the preset procedures of the expert team, rushing towards the thick fog wall one kilometer away to the north.

“The speed is normal.”

“The course has not deviated.”

"The torch on the top of the bridge is in a stable state."

"The wireless camera signal is stable, the image sent back is basically clear, and you should pay attention to keeping the distance."

With the sound of reports, the ore ship rushed into the wall of thick fog in a few minutes.

The huge and bright fuel torch on the bridge suddenly became hazy, and the distance became dimmer as it penetrated deeper and dimmer.

However, the dimness does not affect its conspicuousness on the dull lake. Both the expert team on the shore and Link who was advancing on the speedboat on the lake can see it, thereby judging the position and speed of the ore sand ship.

Everyone was waiting for breath.

This is not a ship, but the greatest hope for humans to escape from the wall of thick fog.
Chapter completed!