"Time is life, why don't we divide our troops into three groups?" Su Man said casually.

Huo Yanting nodded, his voice was filled with doting: "Okay, I will listen to you."

Su Man was anxious: "No, no, no, I just said casually, how can I take it seriously?"

"I never think you are talking casually." Huo Yanting said in a deep voice, "Let's talk about it first, where should we find weapons, intelligence personnel, and most importantly, food."

Group six: "..." Is dog food randomly added to the serious analysis?

Su Man did not carefully explore the meaning hidden behind Huo Yanting's words, but nodded in agreement: "The three groups of troops I mentioned are these three groups."

"Where do you want to go?" Huo Yanting asked suddenly.

Su Man thought for a while and said solemnly: "I want to find the intelligence personnel. The place he detained is the farthest away from here. And the guards are the most."

"The most guards are there? That won't work." Before Huo Yanting could speak, the other six groups unanimously opposed it.

But Su Man felt more and more that his casual words might be really useful. "Precisely because he guards the most, he should use cleverness to win by surprise."

"But we don't have weapons." Quan Zhe said.

At this time, Huo Yanting shook his head slightly: "No, there are weapons everywhere here."

Everyone: "..."

Seeing that Huo Yanting had no bottom line to support Su Man, Quan Zhe took over the big task: "Since that's the case, you and Su Man go to rescue the intelligence personnel, I will take Lao Hei and Hu Banxian to find weapons, and then Big Bird, Pot Ash and Match are responsible for finding food."

Quan Zhe looked up at the sky and continued, "Whether it succeeds or not, you must gather here in an hour, how about it?"

"OK."

After reaching the consensus on the order, everyone did not delay. With Su Man's position, the troops were divided into three groups and scattered.

At this time, the gate of the monitoring and command room of the organizing committee was suddenly attacked and opened.

The arrogant and dense machine gun sounded throughout the command room, and there were constant gunfire outside, and there were constant wails!

"You are..." Before Zuo Jinming could speak, a cold pistol had already hit his temple.

Gongsun Jing and others along the way were all spared and fell into a dilemma.

At this time, a 40-year-old middle-aged man walked from outside the door.

"Feroli! You are Feroliri of the Interstellar No. 1 Employment Group!" Zuo Jinming couldn't help but exclaim, but immediately recovered the calm that a general should have and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

A hideous scar slashed from his left forehead to Ferrori on his right cheek, and his mouth snorted coldly, "What else can I do? I just use people's money to eliminate disasters."

Zuo Jinming frowned deeply, but was still calm as before: "I didn't expect that someone would look down on me, Zuo, and actually asked the famous Ferrori to take action himself.

I wonder if I can tell me who the boss who paid the money is, so that I can understand.”

When Ferrori listened to Zuo Jinming's words, he seemed to hear a huge joke, and sat on the table and laughed: "Onle left/General! You are overestimating yourself too much!

For your life, even the killer organization doesn't bother to accept orders, let alone me, Ferrori."

Zuo Jinming felt a little restless when Ferlory said this, and then he filled his heart with doubts: "Well, who can have such honor?"
Chapter completed!