It is opposite the street from the apartment where Wu Tian lives.

Brera Stan stood quietly on the roof of this 5-story high house, staring at the opposite side without emotion, the young man wearing a white military uniform.

Yes, he himself killed the latter once, and from now on, it seems that it is necessary to kill him a second time, which was originally a major obstacle to the plan, but now he has taken in the plan's defective products with great fanfare.

"Huhh." The communicator in his ear vibrated. He pressed the communication button with his right hand and asked, "This is Brera, who is monitoring the target. Miss Grace, what instructions do you have?"

He bent down, opened a box, began to skillfully assemble the sniper rifle, and then put the gun on the eaves. In fact, at this distance, Brera also had the confidence to blow Wu Tian's head instantly with a pistol.

"Report the target's current status." Grace issued the order.

Brera took his eyes away from the sight, looked directly at him, and said, "Everything is normal. The target is holding the defective product to the secondary seat. The door is opened. The two are talking, and the sniper killing rate is more than 90%.

He seemed a little impatient, pulled the bolt of the rifle and made a "slam" sound. The cross inside the scope was locked in Wu Tian's vest.

There was a silence on the communicator side, obviously weighing the pros and cons. The plan has almost entered the final stage, and FRONTIER should be abandoned. At this time, it is also the best time to solve the problem of this hate lieutenant colonel.

However, Grace didn't know what Mishima Leo's reaction was. She also knew that Mishima and Wu Tian were also partners. She was indeed more valuable to use, but if Mishima forced to take action in advance, it would be a little bad.

"Get back, don't have to kill him now." After thinking for a few seconds, Grace gave the order.

"Yes." Although he was unwilling to accept it, Brera deserved to be a qualified tool. With a simple answer, he skillfully decomposed the sniper rifle in his hand and put it in a violin-shaped box. He left the back door of the house like a boy returning home from a music class.

The two people who were unaware of it were still talking and laughing. Wu Tian closed the door, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away in a flash.

Meanwhile, FRONTIER Presidential Palace, the Office of the Assistant Office.

Mishima Leo sat behind the wide desk in a deep voice. He raised the report in his hand and threw it on the ground.

"The GALAXY soldiers entered the city in an organized manner without any notice?" He said to himself, and then rubbed his swollen head. He could foresee that the news media in the past few days must have taken action, and they were paying attention to the guys who were driving military vehicles and uniformed military uniforms, almost at the same time.

Originally, several consecutive attacks caused FRONTIER's People's Cup to be blew. Such organized collective actions of the army will inevitably cause more serious panic.

And... he picked up the bottom report and looked at it. It was a photo taken by FRONTIER agents. He saw that in the Universal Army combat uniforms, soldiers wearing the combat uniforms were receiving weapons in an orderly manner. Needless to say, these soldiers were also GALAXY people.

"Damn it, it's just for a woman." Mishima was a little depressed. With his political sense, he naturally knew that it was not just a star that was out of date. It was just that everyone could not tell this point, but pretended not to know it. It was better to think that Wu Tian was angry with the beauty.

The exiles of GALAXY finally began to feel dissatisfied because FRONTIER's "friendly forces" just treated them as cannon fodder, and, almost never once, FRONTIER had never deliberately found their lost hometown.

Otherwise, in accordance with the discipline of the United Army, a large-scale automatic weapons were collected on the ship's regiment. Even if the commander issued an order, it would be absolutely not allowed. However, as long as the weapon was issued, the troops would be uncontrollable in a short period of time, unless the army was sent to disarm the GALAXY troops with the crime of "rebellion". However, in this way, the anger of the military command could burn all the senior officials of the United Army.

"It's really difficult..." He was really determined for his shocking conspiracy, but this happened at the last moment, and even the information about VAJRA sneaking into the fleet was covered up!

While thinking, the three-dimensional communicator placed on the table popped out.

"President Glass wants to talk to you, Your Excellency." said the beautiful female secretary.

Mishima was slightly stunned, immediately lowered his head to sort out his military appearance, and then said, "Come in."

The president's image was switched out, and Mishima immediately changed his usual smile, and gave a wink at the adjutant standing behind the chair, signaling the latter to withdraw, and then said, "Your Excellency, is it GALAXY's business?"

"Yes, I want to hear what you think." President Glass looked haggard and had a messy hair. He held a cigar on his mouth and pulled the tie aside. From his appearance, he was no different from an old man in the city.

Mishima pondered for a moment and said, "I think it's better to focus on comforting, because there is no excuse for force suppression. If the leadership of the GALAXY unit loses control, then the rioting soldiers will be a disaster." He regretted that he had stationed these annoying ghosts on the main ship at that time.

"Are you soothe?" President Glass put out the cigar, sighed a long time, leaned on the chair, "It doesn't matter. As long as we wait for the reinforcement fleet to arrive, we will immediately make a long-distance FOLD transition, and then apply for the protection of the Central Fleet. The preparations will only take place in the past few days, so we should stabilize them first."

Hearing the words of the Central Fleet, Mishima Leo couldn't help but tremble slightly, but he still said respectfully: "Yes, your priest, let me handle these things."

"I look forward to your active performance." President Glass smiled tiredly and cut off the communication.

Mishima Leo sat back on the chair, his face gloomy and gloomy. A young man with blue hair and a black suit walked out of the small room next to him, but Grace's voice opened his mouth.

“Do you need to plan ahead?”

Mishima Leo was stunned, but turned his head and smiled, "Yes, you must plan immediately after the long-distance jump. Moreover, the so-called safe area will not exist. I have modified the coordinates and the fleet can only jump deeper into the Milky Way.

"That's really scary. I'm ready here too. Once it is activated, the old man can quit the stage."
Chapter completed!