A fascinating moment in journalism.

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Wang Jixuan and his party were sent to the tea room next to the conference room.

In the conference room, Fu Jian, seven of the most senior generals, and more than a dozen department heads were turning over the information in front of them in silence.

Black Shell gestured to Wang Jixuan, indicating that he would just listen here, and then hurried to the conference room, making a panting appearance.

"Commander-in-Chief! Sorry! I wasted some time here!"

"Well, it's okay."

Fu Jian cleared his throat and stood up slowly.

"Stand up!" Black Shell yelled.

Everyone stood up in unison, raised their right fists to their hearts, and shouted in unison and in unison:

"For humanity! The survival of civilization! Fight to the end! Never give up!"

"sit."

Fu Jian started with a simple and clear introduction:

"We will discuss three things today. The first is to announce to you the relevant information about the biological mecha. The second is to discuss the next step of negotiations with the Psychic City and the follow-up crystal core crushing plan. The third is to discuss and decide on the target of the king-level blade beast for the subsequent counterattack.

"Let's discuss the first thing first, the biological mecha and the shells."

"Everyone, please look at the screen."

The black shell stood up again, connected the mechanical arm to the projector, and released a set of photos.

In the photo, Red Snake's current form is fully displayed to the highest level of the military in the D5 comprehensive theater for the first time, with an annotation next to it - a sub-king-level bladed beast fully controlled by our side.

There was a commotion in the conference room.

Black Shell admired everyone's expressions, took out the explanation script he had prepared long ago, and began to explain the birth of this biological mecha.

He was talking about [Cultivation of Blade Beast Cells] and [Cultivation of Blade Beast Larvae], and he emphasized the non-replicability of this biological mecha.

The atmosphere in the conference room quickly reached a climax.

The generals are thinking about how to use this biological mecha with technology and hard work to challenge the king-level blade beast...

Wang Jixuan heard this in the tea room nearby and almost laughed out loud.

But he soon became silent.

His spiritual consciousness continued to extend outward, and he could see four groups of people, two by two, walking to the four corners near the conference room.

They stood each other like guards on sentry duty.

These are four natural psychic assassins and their guides.

These eight people are all going to die.

The difference is how they die.

The nearby autonomous guards patrolled as usual, and these autonomous guards automatically ignored these eight people.

Wang Jixuan's spiritual consciousness heard the only conversation between these eight people, which was murmurs and whispers.

"Are you ready?"

"Um."

"Remember those words?"

"I remember it completely...you want it too?"

"I am an autonomous machine, I just follow orders."

This soldier is lying, he is flesh and blood, a normal human being.

Apart from these simple whispers, the eight people made no sound.

Wang Jixuan was in a slightly depressed mood.

In the conference room, the impassioned speech was accompanied by bursts of applause, and the assassin waiting outside became more and more calm.

The meeting soon progressed to the third item. At this moment, Fu Jian suddenly spoke and frowned:

"The meeting is suspended. I have some urgent matters here. Please wait for a few minutes."

All the generals present stood up to watch.

Fu Jian opened the tea room door, lowered his head and walked in.

Wang Jixuan and Fu Jian looked at each other. Fu Jian walked to the corner and sat down disapprovingly, tapping the air with his fingers a few times.

The eight assassins immediately made some movement.

The four 'leaders' straightened their military caps, lowered their heads and walked towards the conference room. Calmly, synchronically, without any flaws, they rushed behind their respective targets and whispered a few words.

One of the main targets of this operation, the spy of the Psychic City, Meng Shushui, frowned and asked:

"What needs to be done by me now? Didn't you see that there's a meeting going on!"

"Look," the leader took out the commander-in-chief's token.

"Okay, I understand."

Meng Shushui nodded and stood up, looked at each other with the other three generals who stood up at about the same time, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

None of the four are each other's 'allies'.

Meng Shushui could conclude from this that it was not his matter that had been discovered, but something else. Then Meng Shushui began to think about his intersection with the three of them.

After exiting the conference room door, the four people were led in two directions, and then split again at the next fork in the road.

Approaching the corner ahead, Meng Shushui frowned and asked, "Where are we going? Where are my guards?"

"The commander-in-chief asked them to go back first. This is a confidential matter," the leader said with a smile, "Don't you believe the commander-in-chief?"

Meng Shushui whispered: "Of course not. The Commander-in-Chief is my spiritual mentor and beacon of life, but I am not sure whether such a sudden departure is legal and whether it is consistent with..."

A figure suddenly appeared from the corner ahead!

Meng Shushui's expression changed wildly and he turned around to run away!

The psyker has raised his hands, making claws with his fingers, and several metal edged knives shot out!

Meng Shushui, who was just an ordinary person, exploded with blood mist!

Similar situations occurred at the four corners at the same time.

The four generals died in different ways due to the different abilities of the assassins.

Target No. 1 Meng Shushui was penetrated by a metal edged knife controlled by telekinesis;

The second target, Sheng Zuo, had his head removed by the claws of the mutated psyker;

Target No. 3 suffered a mental shock and his brain exploded. Target No. 4's neck was broken and his brain was shaken to pieces.

Wang Jixuan saw this scene clearly with his spiritual consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of autonomous machines swarmed in, firing wildly at the four psykers, and a fierce battle broke out in the corridor!

These psykers kept chanting!

"Victory belongs to the Psychic City!"

"Fu Jian! If you have the ability, detonate a nuclear bomb! Psykers will never surrender to you and become your slaves!"

"You are next!"

"Fu Jian, you must die a happy death!"

As the light of the laser cannon continued to flash, these C-class psykers fell silent one by one, and the four corpses were completely surrounded by autonomous machinery.

Just after the melee ended, the four leaders who had completed their tasks, the four young soldiers who had similar life experiences to Lin Bo and Lin Tao, squatted in the corner, raised their guns and pointed them at their temples.

"Victory belongs to all mankind."

They whispered and pulled the trigger at the same time.

Bang!

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Wang Jixuan's spiritual consciousness retracted a little slowly, and he closed his eyes and let out a breath.

Fu Jian patted Wang Jixuan on the shoulder.

"This matter is over. Prepare in advance and start breaking the crystal core immediately. This conflict has escalated smoothly."

The commander-in-chief didn't say anything more, nor did he make any excuse for his cruelty. He moved forward and opened the door of the tea room.

A group of generals looked over. They heard the noise outside, and most of them were a little uneasy now.

"Continue the meeting, there's no need to wait for the four of them."

Fu Jian said calmly.
Chapter completed!