Chapter 342： Who is the devil

Thinking that Dunbar Taylor has been in charge of the Capital Military Region for so many years, he has treated his subordinates fairly well, and he has a lot of confidants. Even if Roger Phillips gets rid of some by Waters, he is destined to miss a few. Nowadays, the situation of Rector is unstable, and the Capital Military Region is even without a leader. He wants to escape very easily. As for the Wenden Bart tragedy, it is naturally not hidden from his ears, as well as the changes in Quentin Island, which spread like wildfire after the fall of Silbeth Star Harbor.

After Silbero Star Harbor was occupied by the rebels, the Silbero Naval Harbor was captured and the entire Rector Navy fleet was uprooted. The navy is over...The imposing naval fleet is over, and the Rector government and army systems are all in chaos. The middle-level generals of the Capital Military Region now think about how to save their lives and who will take care of him. Dunbar Taylor did not choose to leave, but entered a central control room in an underground facility of the Capital Military Region.

People like the Marquis of Kane know that building a missile base on the ground in Crotan and concealing assassins such as the "Skid Platny" aerospace mothership, the Duke of Yadan, a more powerful and powerful person, has no cards. ?

Not only does he have it, but he has a bigger hand!

The missile base or something is simply weak. The Duke Yadan has a farther vision, higher investment and more advanced technology. "To build a super weapon, a super cannon that can make any enemies who dare to invade the Duke of Yadan regret to regret it." With this idea, Lord Duke turned his attention to the core of the earth.

Rector is a young planet. The temperature of the earth’s core is nearly 9,000 degrees Celsius. It contains a lot of heavy ions such as iron, nickel and silicon. There are also many negative electrons between the earth’s core and the mantle. The cannon of the heart uses a high-energy accelerator made of high-temperature resistant materials to focus and guide a large number of heavy ions. Launching into the air will surely produce an unimaginable powerful force.

Plasma weapons mostly focus high-temperature hydrogen ions into beams, killing materials with millions or tens of millions of high temperatures. Its contact surface will produce nuclear fusion effects. But the particle cannon conceived by the Duke of Yadan is different. It uses the electric field of an ultra-long acceleration orbit to promote the ionization of heavy metal ions in the high temperature environment of the earth's core. Give it powerful kinetic energy to attack giant warships from outside the sky.

From the center of the earth to the surface, you can imagine how terrifying the length of the particle acceleration orbit is. Under the action of a large number of magnets, these mixed heavy ions will achieve ultra-high speeds, like lightning spears, pierce the atmosphere and pierce the target.

after that. After decades of construction, the particle cannon was finally completed, and the console and launch system were deployed in the Recto Capital Military Region.

This is the proud work of the Duke of Yadan. In many cases, he is imagining how wonderful the facial expressions of the invading enemy will be when they see the terrifying power of the particle cannon.

However, he did not expect that the first powerful enemy that the Particle Cannon would deal with after its completion was actually his beloved son, the future heir of the Duke, Lord Lancelot.

Worthy of being a foundation super weapon. Even the shield of the Ypsilon can be broken!

"Tang Fang...Annie has taken care of you a lot, thank you..."

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At the same time, the battle in the "Silver Wheel" came to an end. A medical transport plane flew out from the starboard hangar, and in a short while, it drove to the Silbero military port and parked in the terminal hangar. This time, Tang Fang was finally "fortunate" to discuss the outlook on life, values, and world outlook with Lord Lancelot face to face.

"I don't know who helped us." Tang Fang was already ready to abandon the port. If the foundation particle cannon comes to the military port, he will be unlucky. I don't know that most of the day has passed, and there is no response from the Capital Military Region, and the particle cannon is silent. This shows that the particle beam that broke the "Aurora" just now is not deflected. Its goal is the "Silver Wheel."

"Could it be Dunbar? Taylor..." Tang Fang shook his head, forget it. Let's finish dealing with Lancelot for now.

"Aros, you go see Park Min Ho. Howson has overdoed it a bit."

"Okay." Aros nodded, turned and walked towards the prison area. Tang Fang turned left and turned right and entered a cabin in the military port a few minutes later.

Lancelot was thrown onto a chair, and his face like a knife showed paleness.

Tang Fang sent an instruction, hearing only a few crisp sounds of "pop, pop", Lancelot frowned after being slapped twice, and woke up from sleep.

As his eyes turned clear, when he saw Tang Fang directly opposite, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a mocking expression on his face: "If you want to kill the king, you will kill."

"I don't see, the young duke is still a hard bone." Tang Fang picked off the thorns on his fingers and glanced up at him: "Lancelot, you really can do it, space-based plasma cannon, 600 nuclear bombs... …My Tang’s head is really valuable."

"Humph..." He is worthy of being a leader among the young and powerful in the empire. Even if he is a prisoner, Lancelot is still extraordinary: "What? Do you want me to beg you for mercy? Dream!"

"..." Tang Fang shook his fingers: "I just want to talk to you. The young duke got angry and corpses a million, but he doesn't know if he can sleep well at night?"

"Ha...hahaha...hahahaha." Lancelot suddenly smiled: "I still consider you a powerful person, but that's it. So, do you want to avenge those people?"

"Why... can't it?"

"Of course, why are you still stunned, come, come and take my life." Lancelot puffed up his chest, and when he was about to struggle to stand up, the two next to him pressed him back to the seat.

Tang Fang frowned, Lancelot's performance was a bit unexpected: "A great person? I have never regarded myself as a great person. To put it bluntly, I am a black technology upstart, and there is a flow in my bones. Wearing flip-flops in summer, thick cotton-padded jackets in winter, low-class citizens who like spicy hot and crayfish... I'm sorry to disappoint you, Young Lord."

"Humph!"

"But it's a small person like me, but grabbed your young duke and threw it on a chair like a dog." Tang Fang pulled a metal chair smoothly, riding on it without grace, placing his chin on the back of the chair. Above: "Say it, let's get rid of it, let's get back to the subject, let's talk about the victims."

"Why should I talk to you about this?" Lancelot said coldly.

"Because'they' want to listen."

Lancelot was taken aback when he heard the words, scanned the surroundings of Tang Fang, and said with a smile: "They? Mystery!"

Tang's expression turned cold: "Oh? The Young Lord wanted to kill me. He did not hesitate to destroy the entire Wendenbat. Isn't there any regret afterwards?"

"Regret, why should I regret it." Lancelot looked at him contemptuously: "What a woman's kind! You will pity cattle and sheep. Poor bugs trampled to death under your feet?"

"There are upper, middle and lower things, and people are divided into three or six nine. When you become a prince. When you hold a male soldier and take control of the world, will you bend over for a beggar and make way for a wild dog? For the superior, Majesty is indispensable, and the strong must have the tolerance and dominance of the strong."

"Wendenbat? But a city with a population of tens of millions, if I want to. Within 10 years, there will be hundreds of'Wendenbat' built. In Meghal, I am the god... just a few million people died, and that counts What's on."

Tang Fang took a deep breath and sighed, arrogance, which had penetrated into the bones of these people...the powerful, the powerful, through the ages. There are those who are not arrogant, and who are not arrogant, but some people are shown in action. Some people show it in their eyes, and some people hide it in their hearts.

"Flap, pop, pop." Tang Fang clapped his palms: "Well said, a catastrophe was spoken from the young duke's mouth. It was as simple as killing a chicken. My flat-headed man is an eye-opener. , An eye-opener... Oh. No, it's an ear-opener."

"Humph." Lancelot still had that high-pitched expression. Even a look in Tang Fang could decide his life or death, but. The atmosphere at the scene was very, very strange. Lancelot sitting on a chair was like a big mountain, towering majestically, while Tang Fang looked like a candle that was dying out in the wind and rain.

"Boy, the messenger of justice is not so good. You and me are actually the same. There are tens of thousands of naval soldiers who died at your hands. The same is murder. What is the difference?"

"The messenger of justice? I never thought about it..." Tang Fang stood up and walked to Lancelot: "I just want to kill you very simply, and let my hatred go away."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Lancelot stared at him coldly: "If you and I are in a different situation, I will let you watch Tang Yun, Kleiya, and Tang Lin suffer all the insults and tortures. Then cut off their heads and throw them in front of you, so that you can face each other day by day and get along night by night."

"It's actually very simple to make a person regret, just destroy everything he cherishes face to face."

"Bad egg..." Tang Fang raised his arm, and the Nether Energy Blade straddled Lancelot's throat. As long as you send half an inch forward, the young duke will die in blood.

However, at a critical moment, Tang Fang suddenly stopped: "Nearly hit your radical law, Lancelot, I won't let you die so quickly. With your single life, you can repay the lives of more than 5 million Li people. This sale is very bad."

Lancelot enjoys full glory and wealth, and sits on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. It can be said that he has no regrets in his life, but what about the people at the bottom of society, who work hard and survive? What have they enjoyed? Kevin is so young, his vision, who will help him realize his dream? Annie and Field, their future, what is their love? And Gao Jianzhang, the cold-faced old Hal...

Thinking back more than 300 years ago, during World War II, Japan violently invaded China, occupied the northeast, established the Puppet Manchukuo, and the Nanjing Massacre, and countless people died in the descendants of Yan and Huang. As a result, a group of Japanese militarists led by Hideki Tojo sentenced very few people to the dead. Ogawa Shuaki and others escaped the punishment one after another. There was also the so-called Emperor Akihito who was innocent until he died of old age.

Expect a group of politicians to do justice and hate the people? That's a joke. Therefore, even if you get your hands dirty, you must take revenge yourself.

"Humph." Seeing Tang Fang see through his aggressive generals, Lancelot still looked contemptuous: "Naive! Ridiculous! Stupid! I want to see how you can torture me."

The young duke is also over 40 years old, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old fox. From the previous encounters, it can be seen that this kid is quite clever. He did those rants on purpose. He believed that Tang Fang would definitely be able to see through his "aggressive generals" and then proceed in the opposite direction, deliberately not causing him to die quickly.

Regardless of Lancelot, he has always been pampered, but the young duke has never lacked the trait of "strong". Despite the whipping, acupuncture, and rod punishment, he would never say a word, as long as he could survive 3 or 5 hours. The Guardian’s Southern Cross fleet, the Shadow Fleet of the Marquis of Kane, the Zhou family’s Dragon Xiang fleet, and his father’s Golden Ring fleet will all appear in the Megall star system to encircle the rebels.

Until then. If Tang Fang and others wanted to save their lives, they would not dare to kill themselves.

Can live. Why die? The young duke is proud, but not pedantic. He will not make life difficult for pride and his own life. What's more, the "Silver Wheel" was just one hundred, so that the rebels had no power to fight back. If it weren't for the particle cannon in the interior of Rector, the group of Tang Fang would have been driven to a dead end by him.

From gaining the upper hand to becoming a prisoner, all this is not his responsibility!

Tang Fang is a little clever. But he hadn't reached the point where Zhuge Junshen was as wise and nearly demon as he could do everything in the world with a sway of the feather fan, how the Young Duke's abacus was dialed, and what horrible ideas he played, he didn't have time to think more, nor was he interested in thinking more.

He has only one thought, to avenge Wendenbat's millions of civilians. If you change the heroes of Meiman and Riman, you should kill him with a single blow to pretend to be x... However, he doesn't want to be a hero. Justice, loyalty and so on are all to hell. Since people are alive, since they are capable, they must be happy.

Killing 1 person would pay for the lives of millions. That would be too cheap Lancelot.

"Lancelot, since you said that, then I will do you well. But, don't regret it." Tang Fang dropped these words lightly, with a hand, 2 puppies, 5 worms Appeared behind him.

"Take a good treat to the Young Duke." After speaking, he stepped out.

"For others, one life is worth a million lives. It is definitely a loss-making business, but... to me. Losing money? I'm afraid not necessarily. Lancelot, I will kill you a million times..." Go away with Tang Fang. A whispering voice came into the ears of the young duke.

"What does he mean..." Lancelot's heart moved, and he was about to say something. Suddenly, a fishy anger hit his face. Then, a sharp claw pierced his straight suit and pierced his pleura. Insert into the lung lobe.

"Puff." Lancelot spit out a big mouthful of blood, his entire face distorted and unhuman, "He... is he going to kill me?"

A violent pain swept across the right chest like a tide, watching the puppy's paws drawn from the chest cavity, blood gurgling, like a fountain, the young duke convulsed like a stroke, and the blood was sprayed out like money.

"He is trying to kill me!" Noble like Lancelot, no matter where you have suffered such pain, the feeling of a sharp blade piercing a lung lobe is a thousand times more painful than a circumcision...

The blood spread on the clothes, "tick tick tick" fell on the silver-white floor, accumulating blood puddles. As the flow of blood slowed down, Lancelot felt that his life had come to an end, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, he resented, angered, pained, and at the same time felt a sense of relief.

The scene in front of him is getting more and more hazy, and the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth is also intermittent. In a few seconds, the young duke will die in shock.

However, at this moment, the puppy withdrew to one side, and the huge queen came forward from behind, spraying a ball of green feeding liquid into Lancelot's wound with a "poof".

After about a minute, Lancelot, who should have died, seemed to be reborn, and became alive and kicking again. Then, the puppy inserted its sharp paw into his right lung again.

The exact same scene, the exact same pain, poor Lancelot lingering on the edge of life and death, the horrible scene is like a rewind-replay-rewind-replay movie, over and over again, untiringly staged.

"Ah, Tang Fang...I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill...Kill you, I'm... a ghost..." Lancelot's screams and curses resounded throughout the hall, and the repeater looped back and forth.

In just half an hour, Lancelot has experienced the pain of broken hands and feet, experienced the pain of breaking his stomach, seen the colorful organs, and watched his flesh and blood that the puppy swallowed bit by bit, even incomplete. Internal organs such as spleen, lung and kidney...

That kid is a demon! demon! Devil in human skin!

He finally knew the meaning of Tang Fang's last sentence, that kid was so cruel, so vicious...

One life is not enough, what if there are millions of lives? Dying-rescuing-killing-rescuing again Such rebirths millions of times, in addition to feeding, there are adrenaline, bio-nanobots, and neurohormones that make pain more intense.

Lancelot regretted it, and finally regretted it. It's better to just die with such torture. He suddenly envied Roger Feilett and Kunna Austin. For him now, being able to be killed by a nuclear bomb is definitely the most comfortable thing. Even in the next life, the next life, the next life, the next life will be reduced to a pig and dog, it will be happy.

Why irritate him, why bother to calculate him? Yes, you can't die for a while, but it's true that life is worse than death. That kid's method is even more chilling than the punishment of 18 hells.

"Tang...Tang Fang, I beg you...please...give me joy!"

The silver-white helmet of the medical soldier shone dazzlingly under the light of the room lamp. The puppy's body has been stained red with blood, and the blood is flowing everywhere, red, brown, purple, gray...

The smell of blood and the stench of feces are constantly fermenting, fermenting, and then fermenting. The hall with a radius of hundreds of square meters is like a slaughter room, a slaughter room specially tailored for the young duke...

……(To be continued)