The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel Chapter 117

Chapter 117 69. There is a traitor in the organization! How can I just sit idly by?

Mr. Hunter's "wonderful reply" made Mason unable to let go of it all night. It is really uncomfortable that his well-crafted temptation was fooled like this.

It's as if you have carefully prepared a birthday surprise for your friend for a long time, and when you present it, the other party just gives a cold "oh".

This has nothing to do with facts but your attitude!

At three o'clock in the morning, Mason, who was getting more and more angry after thinking about it, simply took out another piece of letter paper and began to write a second letter to Mr. Hunter.

This time it is no longer a work report, but a material application.

And this time it was more explicit.

Not only did he no longer maintain the humble attitude of his subordinates in his writing habits, but his attitude when asking for material support was also called rude and arrogant.

Mason intends to take this as a second trial.

While trying to pluck the wool of the evil boss, let's see how far Mr. Hunter can tolerate the K team?

If she is really an accomplice, these unusual needs of hers should be met to a certain extent. If she's not, then send an execution team, just to sell to the Justice League.

I am not at a loss anyway!

With this in mind Mason sealed the envelope again with wax, and at this rather evil time in every sense activated the World Gate to summon the courier to deliver it.

Then, with a sense of comfort in his heart, he poured down a bottle of refreshment and continued his work.

Speaking of which, Mason has mastered most of the various potions recorded in Old K's Alchemy Notes and Hogwarts Potions Encyclopedia, and the rest are very cumbersome and difficult configurations.

Although this knowledge can last for a while, Mason feels that he should plan ahead.

Perhaps at the forthcoming Fort of Stars trade fair, it's time for me to find some advanced alchemy formulas.

And the fact that the trade fair is once every three months sounds like a lot.

But how?

Judging from the current situation, Mason feels that whether the K team can stay in the Stars Club for three months is another matter. Maybe before the next trade fair, he has already jumped because of the strong urge to "turn away from the dark and turn to the bright" .

So this opportunity must be seized!

Mason chose to send the letter in the early morning to tease Mr. Hunter to express his dissatisfaction, but he didn't know that his "evil boss" would not sleep at all!

The reason for not sleeping is not because Ms. Hunter is a workaholic or likes to stay up late to cultivate immortals. As a lady, she also pays attention to maintenance and rarely stays up late.

It's just that today's situation is special.

After being summoned by her, it didn't take long for the other two great mentors of the Stars Association to return to the Stars Fort. The three giants started a discussion and meeting in the top hall of this majestic castle with complex spatial structures.

There is only one topic for the meeting.

It's about this unexpected loss in Mason's base world and the looming traitor in the process.

Since Ms. Hunter convened the meeting, she naturally presided over it.

"The B-level members of the Constellation of Stars are less than 400 in total, and just one unplanned reckless action cost us one-fifteenth of our members.

Especially when this 'shock' is approaching! "

In the dim three-person hall, the female hunter disguised as a man said very rudely to the two colleagues sitting in the dark in front of her:

"The demise of the four high-level pioneer teams means that the four high-level vassal worlds are at risk of losing control, and even if they are rescheduled now, it may not be in time.

It may even cause us to directly lose four important stronghold worlds.

I'm not blaming anyone.

But someone has to be responsible for this! "

"What do you mean?"

Another woman's voice came from the darkness, with a sense of rage and displeasure, she said directly:

"You might as well make your words clearer! Who do you want to be responsible for this?"

"Whoever's subordinates do stupid things will naturally be held responsible."

Ms. Hunter spread her hands, and said indifferently with her hoarse male voice:

"So, here comes the most important question, who of us belonged to the four annihilated teams?"

"asshole!"

The irritable woman suddenly stood up.

In the darkness, the pulsating boiling magic power gathered to form a spreading long sword, and Ms. Hunter also sneered without fear and held the handle of the exquisite war knife at her waist.

Seeing that the two masters of exploration and combat were going to meet each other, the last logistics master who had been sitting in the dark and hadn't spoken for a while shook his head helplessly.

He reprimanded in a cold and impatient tone:

"Swordsman, sit down!"

"snort!"

The swordsman lady who was scolded seemed to be afraid of her gloomy colleagues beside her.

She let out a dissatisfied nasal sound and dissipated her magic power and sat back on the chair. She felt that she was not counseled, but in fact she was.

This scene made Ms. Hunter nodded in satisfaction, and then said:

"Don't blame me for letting you bear the loss, swordsman. Suspending all activities in that ultrdangerous level world and only maintaining the lowest level of observation and collaborators is the decision made by the three of us together.

If I recall correctly, that was right after you ventured into it two years ago and got a broken rib in a punch from Kryptonian Superman.

But now, you are actively violating the rules you set. "

"You also said that was two years ago."

Looking at Erlang's legs, the swordsman continued to complain:

"I am not what I used to be. Well, I admit that I instructed my four direct subordinate teams to carry out an adventurous 'pollution tactics' plan in that world.

I actually didn't report much confidence in their victory.

I also told the four captains to retreat if the situation is not good.

The main purpose is to bring out the Big Three of the Justice League and let me deal with them when they are assembled, so this plan is called 'Advent Day'.

I have even prepared a device that can instantly descend across parallel worlds in all states.

But unfortunately, those idiots and trash lost too quickly, and their total annihilation has prevented me from knowing the reason for the failure of the operation.

Hunter!

You said you got some intel?

How did you get it?

The magicians in that world blocked their time and space after the failure of the "Advent Day", and I couldn't go there without triggering attention. "

The swordsman who has a bad temper and doesn't want to think hard, who obviously has a brain but doesn't use it, but has a straightforward personality and doesn't hide his failures, is very satisfied with this frank "admitting attitude" to Ms. Hunter.

She hates the kind of coward who finds all kinds of reasons and excuses to shirk responsibility when he clearly failed.

Now that the matter has been discussed, she no longer hides it, but took out the crumpled work report and said to her two colleagues:

"My source of intelligence was also an accident. If you haven't forgotten, I have a direct team that I sent to that world for routine patrols a month ago.

Its name is K-Squad.

But there are some embarrassing problems.

K-Squad completes an unplanned iteration of its captain, and the new captain happens to be native to that world and has some personal ties to Justice League co-founder Batman.

In this failed operation of 'Advent Day', he was therefore involved, and almost witnessed the defeat of those idiots throughout.

He wrote a detailed mission brief that gave me a glimpse of what went wrong. "

Ms. Hunter handed the report to the swordsman.

The report is of course incomplete, and only intercepted the part about the contact between the Hydra team and the K team, but this is enough to explain the reason for the failure of the mission.

After a few seconds of silence, the swordsman sneered and said:

"I knew it! Sandstorm, the guy who wants to squeeze into the level council of twelve, will get me into trouble sooner or later because of his ability that doesn't match his ambition.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a servant I picked up with my own hands, I would have given this guy to... Forget it, judging from the information we have collected, Batman is indeed a very difficult opponent.

It's not my fault that my team missed an ambush and was led into a trap.

After all, even I couldn't think that the leader of the big villain organization that has been fighting against the Justice League is actually Batman's lover and gave birth to him a son.

This is too outrageous! "

"It's not surprising."

The logistics instructor "Warlock" who has been silent all this time said in a cold tone:

"If you can spend a little more time reading the level world exploration log of the Society of Stars, you can find that in countless multiverses, as long as there is a parallel world with the concept of 'Batman', the time-space alien with this code name The body is not an easy generation.

Although their identities and origins are different, and their world environments are also different, they all have common characteristics or a common 'superpower', which is to always be fully prepared for bad things that may happen.

And for some undetermined reason, all Batmen are very rich and know how to turn wealth into fighting power.

So in my opinion, the most troublesome target in that ultrdangerous Class A world is not Krypton Superman, but the ordinary person in the Justice League.

The man who, with the power and identity of an ordinary person, can stand side by side with a group of the most powerful individual lives in the world and even lead them.

Batman!

A real trouble!

Until he is dealt with, that world is not suitable for people below level to operate in it.

Archive it. "

Mr. Warlock sighed and suggested:

"After this 'shock' is over, it will be handed over to the level 12-person development council to evaluate and decide on the disposal plan for that world, provided that it can still exist. Of course, there are individuals like Kryptonian Superman who cannot be evaluated by common sense. It exists, and its survival is also a result of high probability."

"I agree!"

Ms. Swordsman nodded immediately, and Ms. Hunter didn't make sense of it.

She called this meeting to protect Team K from being exposed, and she is quite satisfied with the result so far.

The Big Three nodded and the matter was settled.

But Ms. Hunter didn't finish her topic. She said to the swordsman sitting in the dark:

"Your habit of only half-reading things is too bad, first read the work report I gave you."

"Um?"

Ms. Swordsman looked back at the briefing in her hand in surprise. A few seconds later, she exclaimed:

"What? Is that idiot in Sandstorm still alive? I thought he was sacrificed to the Dark Stars too, or did the captain of your K-team help him escape from the Justice League's hunt?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say!"

Ms. Hunter crossed her arms in displeasure and said to the swordsman:

"Your subordinate is a very bad person! He bullied my subordinate as a rookie who didn't understand the rules, and even took two blueprints to pass away such a level of assistance.

Even in today's declining society, this kind of behavior that takes the risk of self-exposure to rescue your companions needs to be rewarded!

But Sandstorm is so ignorant!

What do you think should be done?

Swordsman, I advise you to answer carefully, because after seeing my subordinates being treated so bullyingly, I am really angry now! "

"Well"

The hunter's imposing guard questioned the swordsman's aura suddenly.

She complained in her heart that incompetent waste would always cause trouble for herself, and hesitated for a few seconds before saying to her colleagues:

"I will make up what he owes, and you will pass it on to Team K as a reward for their rescue. Is this the head office?"

"Hmph, that's about the same."

Ms. Hunter snorted and said sarcastically:

"As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Since you are still sensible, I will not pursue it further. But what I am curious about is that after Sandstorm escaped from the trap alone and returned to his base world, he did not have the first time to talk to you Contact?"

"No."

The voice of the swordsman also became depressed.

she says:

"Not only did he not take the initiative to report the results of the operation, but he also unilaterally cut off the contact with the Stars Club, which made me mistakenly think that the Hydra team had also been wiped out.

I learned about the failure of the Advent Day plan from the number revocation notices of other teams.

What the **** is that guy trying to do? "

At this moment, the hunter raised his head, and his eyes met the silent warlock in the dark. Both of them were lost in thought. After a few seconds, the gloomy warlock said in a low voice:

"There is a suspicion of defection! There is no doubt about it.

Even the failure itself is doubtful. If everything is attributed to his stupidity, it would be a bit too sorry for his status as a B-level personnel and the explorations he has experienced in the past.

As I recall, this member named Sandstorm came from an level world occupied by the Cleaner Legion? We've run massive pollution tactics there, and he probably has a deep-seated dissatisfaction with the Stars. "

"So, do you want to inform the execution team to act?"

The hunter asked:

"Or apply to the 'Cleaners' and let them do it?

Anyway, the resource recycling system of Sandstorm's base world is already very complete, and it has entered the late stage of recycling. It is not a big problem to have his help and supervision.

With the imminent 'shock', we don't have time to go through the cumbersome internal inquiry process.

He took the initiative to cut off contact with the swordsman.

This has already shown the attitude.

I mean, maybe it's time to make an example in this time of turmoil!

Someone must be responsible for such a tragic failure. Considering the identity of the swordsman, I think it might be better for Sandstorm to take the blame.

He is a disgraceful loser.

The right to be used as waste, what do you think? "

"I'll do it myself!"

The swordsman had no objection but gritted his teeth and said:

"He is the servant army brought out by me, even if such a scandal happens, I hope to be able to."

"You have your mission!"

Warlock said coldly:

"Don't make extravagant problems, just do what the hunter wants, and notify the execution team to dispatch!

Get Sandstorm's head back before the onslaught arrives! It doesn't matter what the truth is. At this important moment, those senior members who have other ideas should indeed be given a warning.

The Stars will certainly allow betrayal.

The premise is that they can afford the price! "

"I actually had a better idea."

Mr. Hunter laughed and said in a low voice:

"The execution team also has its own world to take care of, and there is only Sandstorm left in the six-headed snake team. It would be a waste of resources to use this kind of battle for him.

I will arrange for my men to deal with him.

Of course after Sandstorm's death, his base world will also be given to me as a reward, do you have any objection? "

"The K team?"

Your Excellency Warlock said with great interest:

"That's a new team, Hunter, they haven't even gone through a pioneering mission, isn't it too much for them to deal with a B-level personnel?"

"You are sending your people to die!"

Swordsman said more directly:

"You've committed another bad taste, Hunter. You should really review your attitude towards your direct team. They are not consumables that you can dispose of at will."

"so what?"

Ms. Hunter said with a sneer:

"You all know me, I am a person who advocates efficiency and strength. I don't need the weak and cowards under my command. Their failure can only mean that they are not strong enough, and their death can only mean that they are nothing more than that.

Losers are not worth my attention.

So be it.

As for how I get along with my people, you two should stop meddling! "

After finishing speaking, she nodded coldly to the two colleagues and waved her hand to open a silver light curtain and disappeared, leaving only the two big brothers in the dark to mourn the poor K team.

May their sacrifice please the dark stars and illuminate the path of their companions.

When Ms. Hunter returned to her room, she found the second letter from Mason unsurprisingly. She opened it and took a look. After reading Mason's request for supplies, Ms. Hunter gave a meaningful smile. .

"Want a reward? Yes. Then come on, little guy Mason, let me see if you can perform another miracle. If you can come back alive, I will admit it.

You are the new 'Old K'. "

(end of this chapter)

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