The Rockets of the Spirits Start Chapter 367

Government building, deep underground.

After leading many senior leaders of the alliance to a research room full of technology through a secret elevator, President Damalan stopped in front of the monitoring screen and said calmly:

"Presumably, you all have guesses about what I'm about to say."

After everyone heard President Damalanqi's words, they quickly turned their eyes away from the blood-splattered battle hall on the monitoring screen, and looked at the lion-like man in front of them, but nothing came out of their mouths. any sound.

Seeing the group of future helmsmen of the alliance that he carefully selected, all of them stood calmly in place, with his back to the crowd, President Damalangi, with a gratifying smile on his face, turned around and said softly:

"After so many years of mutual use, the Rockets have eroded the foundations of the league too much."

"If you want to completely remove the residual poison of Team Rocket and bring Guandu Continent back to the control of the Alliance, someone must make sacrifices."

"I will find out all the undercover agents of the Rockets, and I will also send them to the graves for those officials with greedy hearts."

Speaking of which, President Damalanqi's gaze swept across the crowd one by one, and then sat on a chair and continued to speak:

"You are the future of the alliance. As long as the number of top combat power in Guandu does not decline, the alliance will not be afraid of any threat."

"However, you have to measure the relationship between the family and the alliance by yourself. I really don't want the alliance to undergo a second major purge."

After listening to President Damalanqi's words, everyone understood in their hearts why the number of alliance defense personnel declined during this period, and why the older generation of trainers reappeared at the headquarters.

I'm afraid this war with the Rockets is just a part of Damalan's plan, and the purge within the alliance is his real purpose.

If the same group of officials like stupid pigs were cleaned up by the Alliance themselves, they would definitely be criticized by the outside world.

But they died in the Rockets invasion...

Seeing the changing expressions in the eyes of everyone, President Damalan, who was sitting on the leather swivel chair, had an inexplicably calm smile on his face. He picked up the remote control to change the picture on the big screen, and said in a condensed voice:

"The government building at the Alliance Center will collapse in this undercover attack by the Rockets."

"It also symbolizes a new beginning for the league."

"As for the intelligence data stored internally, it has been transferred to the police department's computer in advance."

"Wait until Team Rocket's blasting is completed, then return to the ground and take over the work of each department."

After listening to President Damalanqi's words, although everyone complied with his instructions in unison, their footsteps did not move at all. They still stood there, silently watching this misty, unfathomable old man.

The picture came to the second floor of the government building.

The undercover Rockets who had installed the miniature bombs, seeing that there were still five minutes before the scheduled time, walked to the stairs, released their respective elves, and issued the final order to them.

That's right, these undercover Rockets, after being nurtured by the alliance for so long, the concept of harmonious coexistence with elves has also deeply penetrated into their bones.

It is their destiny to die loyally for Team Rocket, but elves should not suffer like this.

Especially their elves have never been stained with the blood of innocents.

Perhaps the only fruits that the undercover alliance has harvested for so many years are these.

When the elves who were willing to leave disappeared in the stairs, and the elves who were reluctant to give up their friendship and stayed in a mess, hugged the undercover team of the Rockets into a mess. The time preset on the miniature bomb also began to count down the seconds.

At this moment, an old man in a white coat suddenly appeared on the roof of the reception dormitory of the Alliance Headquarters.

I saw the old man pick up the Poke Ball from his waist and release the championship-level fire-breathing dragon, the fast dragon, and whispered to them with calm eyes:

"After the explosion, go save a few more people."

"Bang! Boom! Bam!"

The old man's voice fell, and this government building, which carried the alliance's long history, collapsed suddenly in the explosion of fire.

And the fire-breathing dragon, the fast dragon, flying beside the old man, rushed towards the ruins of the building at high speed in the face of the dust floating in the sky immediately after the explosion.

The high-ranking members of the alliance who also heard the sound of the explosion and felt the ground tremble, also turned around and walked towards the exit to the ground under the command of President Damalanqi's eyes.

The undercover war on the Quartz Plateau is over.

In this retaliatory attack, all the undercover agents of the Rockets were killed, and the alliance was completely relieved of a big burden. No matter how you look at it, it should be a big victory for the alliance.

However, in the research room at the base of the government building, President Damalanchi, who was sitting on a chair, showed a look of disappointment and self-blame on his face.

Looking at the information just sent from the contact device, Damalan's eyes gradually dimmed, and he couldn't help sighing.

"The Poison King Aju, the Golden City Gym Nazi, the Dry Leaf Gym Ma Zhishi, the Red Lotus Town Gym Xia Bo, the Alliance Alternate Heavenly King Yishu, Lihua, and so many other small town gyms and police stations. trainer."

"Is the foundation of the alliance really rotten..."

The silver-haired Damalanchi seemed to have been hit hard. His lion-like aura slowly dissipated, and his whole body became decadent.

But at this moment, the old man who was standing on the roof of the reception dormitory opened the door and walked into the underground research room.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, President Damalanchi, who is now in front of the big screen, quickly restrained the dejected breath emanating from his body, his expression also became calm, and he said to the visitor in a calm tone:

"What's up."

The old man who walked into the research room had a calm expression on his face when he heard President Damalanqi's question, and silently walked to his side~www.mtlnovel.com~ and said softly:

"I'm here to receive research funding for the second half of the year."

Damalanchi heard the familiar voice in his ear, and quickly turned his head to look at the old man standing silently beside him with surprised eyes.

"...Damu, why are you here?"

After being called out by Alliance President Dama Lanqi, Dr. Damu, who was wearing a white coat, immediately showed a serious expression on his face, and said to him with a smile:

"I'm here to ask for research funding. You must have forgotten the conditions you promised last time in my research institute."

Damalangi heard what Dr. Damu said. Although he knew in his heart that he was worried about the situation of the Alliance, he would return to the headquarters in person tonight, but he pretended to be angry and said:

"Okay, big wood Xuecheng, it's not even April, you'll come over to ask for funds for the second half of the year."

Dr. Damu, who had been watching face to face, with the look on President Damalanqi's face, heard what he said.

I also understand that this respected leader of the alliance has already adjusted his state.

So relieved, Dr. Damu quickly walked to a differentiation instrument with a look of joy in his eyes. While stroking the instrument, he whispered to President Ma Lanqi:

"The funding can be delayed for a while, but you have to let me take this big guy away."

Seeing Dr. Damu's idea of ​​researching instruments, President Damalan couldn't help showing a reassuring smile on his face. He walked slowly to his side, and said with a light smile:

"Isn't the sponsorship fee from so many companies not enough for you? You even went to the league headquarters to fight the autumn wind."

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