Chapter 41 Noble Blood

When the sky was blewn, Ladaman came out of the sand house prepared by the sand people. Ladaman glanced at the outsiders around him who were packing their tents and even in the open air, with a cold expression.

Radaman does not care about the life or death of the rest of the people. In Ladaman's eyes, his noble bloodline should receive such respect, and if those lowly outsiders can also enjoy the same treatment as himself, it will be regarded as an insult by Ladaman.

Ladaman looked at all this in front of him with satisfaction. After a night of rest, Ladaman already wanted to start the next attack.

"Q, come here!" Ladaman shouted the name of Q without thinking about it. Although Ladaman doesn't like this earth woman very much, Ladaman has to admit that it is with Q that he can manage this army in a reasonable way.

Q did not respond after hearing Ladaman's voice, but silently walked to Ladaman's side.

"Tell me, how is the energy distribution going now?" Radaman said directly.

Q's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but with the mask, Ladaman could not observe this obvious questioning of himself. Fortunately, Ladaman did not see it, otherwise there would be another pile of saliva.

"Lord Ladaman, the soldiers have just got up, and the energy distribution plan has just been decided and has not yet been put into use." Q's voice still has no emotional factor.

Radaman endured the anger in his heart. One of the reasons why he didn't like Q so much was that Q's expressionless tone was also one of the reasons. He couldn't stand a despicable earthman facing himself, a warrior with noble blood without any respect.

Ladaman stretched out a hand impatiently and put it in front of Q's eyes, which could not be more obvious.

Q immediately took care of the list of energy distribution and put it in Ladaman's hands. Radhaman quickly glanced over it. I have to say that Q's work has done a good job. So far, Radhaman has been very satisfied, but this mood only lasted for a moment.

"What does this mean?" Radhaman slapped the list on Q's face.

Q was not angry or angry, like a robot, looking at Ladaman with inquiring eyes.

"Why? Why!!!" Ladaman roared: "Why is my energy distribution 0!"

Q looked at Ladaman unexpectedly. Obviously, he didn't expect that this was the reason why the other party was so angry.

"I don't think there is any omission in my work..." The tone of Q is still the same, which makes Ladaman very angry.

"What? Haven't you realized your big error code?" Ladaman looked at Q in disbelief and then said, "You, you didn't give me the most noble soldier here, a little energy?"

Q didn't agree, and then said, "Lord Radaman, I'm just optimizing the war. You are really not suitable to hold a little energy if you haven't been to a battlefield."

The blue veins on Ladaman's forehead are straight. If it weren't for the regulations, maybe he would have trampled the self-righteous woman into a pile of minced meat with his own mecha now.

"Give me less talk, and I don't want to talk about the real war with you, a layman!" Radaman found a pen, directly drew the energy of a captain's machine on his head, and then handed over the list to Q and said, "These energies are me. The rest are up to you!"

Q took the list and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ladaman sneered and said, "Do as I told you, I am the supreme commander here!"

Q nodded and left here silently. She needed a quiet place to reorganize the list, but this also meant that she had to waste a lot of time.

Ladaman looked at Q that disappeared in his eyes and turned around with satisfaction. He is still a little tired now, so the great Lord Ladaman is ready to enter his room again and have a good rest.

Look at the working Q again. Q is like a working machine. The pen in his hand is running fast. Suddenly, the movement in Q's hand stopped. There seemed to be countless bug bites in Q's head. The painful Q covered his head and rolled on the ground. At this moment, Q's hand The bracelet-like thing emitted a visible current that stimulated Q's body. After a while, Q will return to its original state and continue to work with the pen pole as if nothing happened.

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"Listen to Sergeant Leijian, you must quickly become proficient in the operation of the Red Dragon Mecha!" Li Jian said mercilessly to the thunder sword that was driving Chilong-00.

Although the current Lei Jian's proficiency in driving Red Dragon Mecha is good compared with a novice, if it takes time, Lei Jian can definitely become a mecha driver like Li Jian. But now the battle situation is urgent, and there is not much time to give the thunder sword for skilled mecha driving.

Lei Jian is now sweating. The Chilong Mecha is not as good as expected. Lei Jian thought that with many days of exercises on mecha information, although he could not almost turn the mecha into an enlarged body like Li Jian, it was still as good as driving a chariot. But obviously, Lei Jian's idea is too simple. Now just distinguishing the so many buttons in front of him has made Lei Jian deal with it flawless.

The thunder sword gasped heavily. He knew that now was not the time to relax. The thunder sword manipulated the mecha to make different difficult displacement movements on the flat ground, and from time to time pulled out the cold forging sword to make chopping. As for firearms... It's not that Lei Jian doesn't want to be familiar with it, but that it can't be like this. If you use firearms in this compact place, you may not only accidentally hurt your comrades-in-arms, but also attract the attention of outsiders. The current Chilong-00 mecha has been secretly shipped here. For outsiders who don't know this information, this is A big surprise.

"Hey... Li Jian, are you a little too strict with Lei Jian? Stanlong dragged the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, and then pushed Li Jian's waist with his other hand.

Li Jian rolled his eyes at Shi Danlong. I don't know how much effort it took for his two people to win the quota of the Chilong Plan, but now that Lei Jian has done nothing, a mecha with the best performance is sent to him. Reasonably, Li Jian wants to practice Lei Jian, the fighting uncle. Brother Party...