It’s not that Phil doesn’t work hard, but that he didn’t know Chinese before and after two years of study, and it’s still a semi-suspension. It’s good to have a third of the original news here.
In order to solve this problem, Carlos Phil acted together every time to determine what he heard through Phil’s retelling.
But Chinese is the most difficult language to learn. Phil’s half-hanging paraphrases all kinds of strange things, and Carlos can understand it. Half of them are left with a guess, and no one knows whether it is accurate or not.
If John knew the truth, he might make a more rational decision.
Unfortunately, he didn’t know, so his only decision was to escape from Buha Island as soon as possible.
After listening to John’s question, Carter replied, "There is nothing special to verify-my idea is close to success."
John hesitated at once. "Carter, please tell me how long it will take you and if all the experimental materials are removed, will it be enough for us to recover?"
"I don’t know," Carter looked regretfully at the experimental platform. "I haven’t finished my experiment yet. I almost did."
John gritted his teeth. "We can’t miss this opportunity once. We don’t know when it will take!" "
"Well, listen to you," Carter said, "but I have to wake you up. How can we get out of the alien encirclement without weapons in our hands? Do you sneak into the swarm and pretend to be the enemy? "
John cried and scratched his head. "There are two ways: one is to find a way from the defenders, and the other is to rob the enemy … it is best to get weapons from the defenders."
"Unless the defenders are dead," Carter said.
John sighed, "You don’t have to take it one step at a time!"
Chapter 146 Always waiting for the opportunity
Carter and John made no secret of their heavy faces away from the laboratory.
Although the heavy reason is how to get away from Buha Island, it is not in the eyes of outsiders and outsiders. What these two people think is that they are worried that the insect attack is just in line with the chaos.
At this time, the sky is close to the darkness, and the gun is still faintly visible, and the shells explode and flash.
Look up at the sky, there is no moon, there are stars, the line of sight is flat, and people gather together in twos and threes to look into the distance.
John glanced around but didn’t see anyone he was looking for, so he frowned and circled around the ground slowly.
Only a few people know about the escape plan, but most people are in the dark. How will these people react if they announce the plan?
Agree?
Or against it?
Bug people in Buha Island have been United for more than a hundred days, but will someone betray this group in this life and death?
These questions kept turning around in John’s mind, and he gradually made up his mind that once he took action, no one would object or quit.
Unless it’s a dead man!
Make up your mind as soon as John’s mind is relaxed, he will see if he can wait for the right time.
Thought of here, John observed the guard position-listening to the guns will know how fierce the fighting is outside Buha Island, but there are not only no fewer guards around the ground, but many more than usual. It can be seen that the defenders are deeply guarded against bugs.
John can understand this point. After all, worm people have escaped from aliens. It would be strange if North China had no worries, but it is one thing to be white and unhappy.
Before, there was no way to be watched by the defenders like prisoners, but today everything will be different!
Carter suddenly stopped running around. John whispered, "John advised everyone to go back to rest. When will it be the boss to wait like this?"
John turned to look at the sky and exploded and flashed again and again. "Are you worried that anyone can rest in peace except heartless?"
It’s not without going back to the dormitory, but a very small number of people stay, even if they can’t find out anything, they don’t want to go back.
"Must go back!" Carter said, "You have to keep your strength. You have to have your strength when the opportunity comes, right?"
John immediately nodded and clapped his hands and said, "Let’s all go home. It’s okay. Aliens can’t reach here. Go back and rest."
Worms are stupefied at John, and their brains are a little confused. Many people can’t help looking at John, Carter.
John was honored as the leader of all the bugs because he led everyone out of the control of aliens. If he had just arrived on the island two years ago, no one would have questioned John’s order.
But now it’s a little different, because John decided that all the worm people were under house arrest in Beidu for more than two years, and few of the more than 100 worm people couldn’t find any resentment in their hearts.
In addition, the status of the worm is now Carter’s various technologies, and many worm people think that Carter’s opinion is more important.
John first looked for Carter because he knew that Carter’s prestige was as good as his own and even beyond it.
However, Carter is obsessed with technology and has no interest in management workers. He belongs to the kind of person who is the easiest to win. There is no conflict of interest between them. John is not worried about Carter’s capture at all.
Sure enough, John expected Katma to have them say, "John is right. It’s definitely the same as before. Go back and rest."
After listening to Carter’s words, the worm people gradually dispersed, and after a while, they never saw the worm figure again.
The distant guard finally breathed a sigh of relief and reported the situation to the headquarters.
The gathering of insects and people originated from alien attacks, which is really understandable in quality, but this does not mean that the defenders let their guard down.
What if aliens are sent to rape the worm? What if some people are controlled by aliens again? What if that’s what if?
You can’t relax your care of the worm at all times.
Few people who return to the dormitory can rest at ease and still mutter together in twos and threes.
John really wants to put them to bed to sleep, but he can’t really do it, can he?
The whole dormitory, that is, those guys from the military background, can fall asleep one by one depending on the guns … I don’t know if I’m really asleep or pretend to be asleep.
John would rather everyone pretend to sleep in bed than see them talking together.