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What is passed to my mind is not a fragment of memory, but more like the essence of the information that has been carefully selected in the memory foam of others.

"Memory search?" Kyle was shocked by the unusualness. I didn't expect the venom's auxiliary innate talent to have a breakthrough in progress.

The venom is like a child, conveying the excitement of the excitement. Tell him: This is just to use the symbiosis of its own race, with a part of the body briefly attached to the skull of the weak organism, the dominant 'sharing' intercepts the memory of the organism.

"This is not a simple symbiosis…" Kyle frowned.

The original concept of 'symbiosis' of venom organisms is mutual benefit and mutual assistance. That is to say, while relying on the host to learn its innate talent, to survive and grow up, while giving back to the host to give reinforcements, and even emotionally protect the host –

This is the current state of symbiosis between him and the venom.

Because of his strong leadership, venom affects the left and right consciousness, and the active reading of ideas can not be done, not to mention intercepting brain memory.

Kyle has always treated venom as a biological warfare with self-learning ability until till…

This venom-derived attachment to the weak 'host' jeopardizes the nature of life-seeking memory. Simple and overbearing, with mutual benefit and mutual help from the common symbiosis, relying on the concept of co-generation into other creatures.

"Your evolution, almost catch up with me, I don't know, in which way you will grow to the next level." Kyle whispered softly to the venom of the warrior.

"?" The venom is very different and conveys its own doubts. Its intelligence is still in the growth stage of a normal six-year-old child, and obviously cannot understand Kyle's words.

"One day, you will understand." Kyle smiled and said.

As the card owner, he is not afraid that the venom that will grow up in the future will betray himself.

Moreover, as long as it can maintain the leading position of strong strength, it can be a permanent leader in the symbiotic mode, and the venom cannot force him to give in.

The characteristics of the growth of venom increase, and for him, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Well, then go to the Air Force Base in Sang-Tokyo." Kyle put aside the messy thoughts, patted the blue eagle's head, pointed his finger to the left, and let the Blue Eagle know the air force that the Japanese pilot knew. Departure from the base.

His idea is clear: he is here as an intruder who exerts pressure on Risang.

Just assassinating the top of the day? It doesn't make much sense, kills one, and soon they will recommend the second one.

Therefore, the assassination of the Emperor is only a small step towards the goal of World Peace. If you want a country to be jealous, afraid, panic, and finally force it to go to the road of surrender, it will be more rampant than it! More overbearing! More ruthless!

So the first night I arrived. Very important, to get a major event, everyone in this country must know that he is here!

US Emperor Kyle, come!

'call out–'

The blue eagle screamed and slammed its wings forward, forming a small-scale whistling gale sweeping behind it, blowing high-altitude clouds in the thirty meters, downloading Kyle in the dark night, and rushing into the distance at supersonic take-off speed. .

Risang, Tokyo, the headquarters of the Air Force General Base.

"Report, report! Commander Okamura, the major event is not good!" The Japanese sangshi officer wearing a yellow-colored military uniform and white gloves, hurriedly came to the command room of the Air Force Command.

"Gossip!" The commander with a short beard on the office chair was stunned. The officer who was walked in was suddenly shocked. He was full of anger and screamed forward. He said, "Do you understand the military regulations? The commander room is still so flustered, what is the system?!"

"Yes, the commander." The sergeant was slightly wronged and stood up indoors, kicking the salute.

"Let's say, what's the matter. Is the purple electric warplane sent out to complete the mission's return?" asked the commander of the village.

In his view, the elite team of the purple electric warplanes with the highest record of annihilation missions went to deal with a transport warfare with no combat capability.

Seven ace pilots, who also set a military order before departure, could not kill themselves.

"No, no." The sergeant took a deep breath and replied with a slight tremor: "Just a short time ago, the signals of the seven purple electric warplanes disappeared."

"What do you say?!" This time, the commander of Okamura was emotionally unstable. She jumped up from the chair and slammed the palm of his hand and asked loudly: "What happened? Is the information from the US emperor? False, the other party is not a transport fighter?"

"I don't know." The sergeant said, "Before the seven purple electric warplanes and the commanding department lost their signals, some people sent back the emergency distress signal, but soon the position disappeared in the border area of ​​Risang. It is very likely that… all crashed."

"Even if it is a new type of fighter, it is impossible to smash seven purple electric warplanes in a short period of time." Commander Okamura is still very confident about the fighters he developed in his country. He said: "I will contact the general base immediately." All ace pilots, approve them to go to the border airspace where the signal cutoff disappears. When encountering enemy fighters, directly annihilate!"

"I will arrange it right away!" The sergeant salutes and takes the lead. He quickly turns around and walks out of the commander's office. At this point, a soldier correspondent expression rushed in.

The two men slammed into each other and fell to the ground.

"What to do!" Commander Okamura saw this scene, and he had to endure the anger that he had calmed down, and it was once again difficult to suppress.

Not waiting for him to ask questions, then he rushed in to the correspondent's urgent notice, letting the commander's room completely ruined: "Commander, there is enemy! The enemy has broken into our air base!"

"What, what?" Commander Okamura and the sergeant shocked the mouth opened wide.

The previous seven fighter planes were suspected to have crashed on the Japanese border in Japan. The next moment, the total air base in Tokyo is subject to enemy invasion?

Commander Okamura did not see any war scenes. He quickly returned to calmness and asked: "Give me a clear point! What kind of enemy attack, how many are the enemies coming there?"

"From the main entrance of the base, the enemy, the enemy…" The communication soldier clenched the tremorous teeth, squatting at the door without getting up, yelling at the limit of the psychological: "The enemy, there is only one person! Our soldiers are dead, both died..."

"He is here, come here!"

The voice of the communication soldier came to an abrupt end. He seemed to hear something, his eyes were wide and round, his face was pale and bloodless, and he curled up on the floor of the door shiver coldly.

'Treading step…'

In the silence of the commander's room, the boots are lightly pacing, which slowly spreads from the outer corridor.

The communications soldier's fear of squatting on the ground, moving forward and letting the doorway, still chanting in a slightly unspeakable voice.

"I'm coming."