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A sharp ice blade condensed in Alice's hand, slowly approaching Ajialu who was still in pain.

"This ice blade has a very low temperature. It will instantly freeze your nerves when you cut your body, and it will never cause any pain."

Death was approaching, and Ajialu didn't care about the sharp pain in her brain. She trembled and used a magic to disperse the ice blade in Alice's hand, but she no longer had the strength to fight back a second time.

"To blame, blame Di Ruiji..." Alice's voice filled her ears like a magic sound, blasting into A Jialu's mind, making her completely unconscious.

The ice blade appeared in Alice's hands again.

Rumble!!

The roar of a huge engine enveloped the world, and a small spaceship flew from the horizon at the end of the line of sight, and flew over Alice's head in the blink of an eye.

"Alice! I'll catch it soon!"

Several people jumped off the spaceship, and one of them was Azeroth.

"Move so fast..." Alice smiled softly, not at all like the murderous woman just now.

"However, Master Herder's plan has been completed, so I won't play with you for now."

Alice took out a scroll from her arms and crushed it directly.

Before her body disappeared, Alice still smiled calmly and said, "I hope you can do this'fast' next time."

"Follow me!" Azeroth shouted, she looked extremely angry.

"Tuan... Leader, I can't scan the fluctuation of her energy characteristics."

"Then use the Genesis radar to scan!"

"I also looked... I couldn't find... the entire Arad Continent didn't find her trace, it may be that she went to the Demon World."

Giggle--

Azera's clenched hands made noises, and she turned to the direction where the dimensional crack disappeared, and her angry expression hung a smile that no one could notice.

"Yang Le... you really didn't disappoint me..."

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At the end of the month, everyone can't have children if they keep their tickets, so...

Chapter 103 Day7

Time: now.

Location: confidential.

Lin Feng is still sitting on his podium today. The working positions of the entire command room are distributed in a trapezoid shape. Sitting at the highest point, he can easily see what the people underneath are doing.

But he likes to keep his eyes on the big screen that occupies one wall of the huge command room, because there is a medal hung on it, a medal awarded by the United Nations Earth Security Council to all soldiers and officers of the Capital Military Region.

So far, there are only 16 such medals in the world, and they are all awarded to a group rather than an individual.

This medal is not too dazzling shining under the lights of the command room, but when everyone in the command room looks up and sees this medal, they seem to have a sacred mission imposed on them, and they can't help but look solemn and solemn.

But no one likes this medal. All the collectives who get this medal don't like this medal. Just like insurance and emergency medicine, everyone has to buy it, but no one wants it to come in handy.

Behind the honor is countless blood and death.

Staring at it for a long time, Lin Feng will feel as if he is out of breath, making him have to look away. Even so, Lin Feng spends a period of time every day to gain some strength from it, driving him to continue. The power of line.

It is 15:32 PM Capital Time.

The noisy command room suddenly ushered in a few minutes of rest time. Every time at this time, Lin Feng would lean back in his chair and close his eyes and think deeply. At least others seem to be like this. In fact, since the twelfth shock event was perfectly resolved. , Few people present have had a comfortable sleep someday.

According to the requirements of the plan, the military district where Lin Feng is located must maintain a first-level combat readiness within three months after the incident, and now it is only half the time.

"I hope today is another peaceful day..."

The radio communication system was quiet for a while every day, but Lin Feng leaned on the chair and closed his eyes and rested for about ten minutes, but the voice in the audience did not return to a noisy but orderly state according to his experience.

He opened his eyes and found that the people below were also slightly confused.

"All units check the communication situation." Lin Feng ordered.

So the command room returned to calm after a brief period of noise.

"Everything is normal, Commander."

Lin Feng frowned immediately, and he ordered: "Including the communication equipment system self-check, all units will check again."

However, there is still no abnormality.

Communication did not appear to be abnormal, because this was just a trough that lasted longer than usual. What was abnormal was an invisible force that suddenly appeared and pressed on everyone's hearts.

At this time, a concise message was transmitted from the external network to the internal network, and then the entire command room was stained blood red.

"East Asia Earth Observatory Station No. 1 sent an emergency notification!"

The first few words of this message are enough to make everyone present suddenly tighten.

"The report stated that the seventeenth impact in the next three minutes will come in our military area."

This moment finally came.

Lin Feng was surprisingly calm. He had practiced the current scene countless times in his heart, but there were many things he hadn't thought of.

"East Asia Earth Observatory No. 3 station sent a message confirming that the impact will occur within the combat range of our military."

"Coordinates." Lin Feng said in his steady and powerful voice.

The correspondent who was in charge of broadcasting the news was taken aback for a moment. He held the fax with both hands tightly, almost tearing the paper apart, "In...in me...I..."

"near my house!"

When he called out, no one asked where his home was, because most of the people present were in the capital.

Lin Feng's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and his whole body was oozing cold sweat, but he knew he could not panic, everyone could panic, but he couldn't, "specific coordinates."

"Latitude 39°88 North, Longitude 116°36 East!"

Lin Feng's hands were shaking, but he was still calm, "Impact level."

"No... I don't know!"

"I don't know what it means!" He finally stood up and shouted.