When Tex Finley was awake again, he found himself in a strange room. The decorations in the room were simple, with tables, sofas, beds, terminals, and nothing extra - he did not lose memory. Lehman used the equipment of the Black Super Special Police to shake him without adjusting the time. At this time, the default is not to erase the memory, but it only makes people lose consciousness in a very short time, so Old Tex now clearly remembers what happened before.

"Where did you bring me?" Tex asked with a gloomy face. He actually knew the answer, but he was still unwilling to accept it and wanted to ask.

"A warship in my fleet, on the big blue and white fish, we will soon arrive at the assembly point, gather the troops there, and then jump to Ma Sara." Lehman put down the nutrient solution in his hand and looked at Tex with a smile.

"Oh," Tex sighed long, "Boy, you should leave me there. No matter what happens, I will happily accept it. People like me are not suitable for the peaceful life of you just people. I have finally struggled to that height in my life. You can let me die there, but you saved me..."

"It's okay to not like the peaceful life of the righteous," Lehman tapped the table with his fingers, and the surrounding armor immediately fell down. The room they were in was exposed in the stars under the protection of the transparent inner armor and force field. "How about the violent life of the righteous?"

Just as Tex was about to ask what was going on, he found that the starry sky ahead suddenly appeared twisted, and then several huge figures broke away from the jump, even covering the warships they were riding on. Judging from the shape, they were several huge battle cruisers--in fact, these warships were just the battleship girls who used the characteristics of deformation metal to reorganize themselves. After all, the next action will be carried out in the Kepru Star Zone, and certain specific shapes can sometimes bring unexpected effects.

With the arrival of six huge battle cruisers and a strange battleship, six three-dimensional projections also appeared in Lehman's room. They were the six beautiful girls who stunned Tex. They saluted Lehman and led the girl with pink hair and red eyes to report loudly:

"The battle cruiser Alaska, Guam, reputation, counterattack, Scharnhorst, Gneisenau, the support ship Female Kitchen God, was ordered by the fleet commander to go back and forth, and immediately began to supply the big blue and white fish, and the supply operation was completed in 15 minutes in standard time!"

"Execute it now, prepare to jump to Mar-Sarah immediately after the supply is completed." Lehman returned the gift, and the projection of several battleship girls' mental models disappeared immediately.

Tex kept looking at those beautiful faces with no defects like an angel descending to earth, looking at those beautiful clothes, especially the two women in maid outfits (reputation and counterattack), looking at the huge warships, and in a surprised tone, he spoke his famous lines several years in advance:

"Damn it, Jimmy, you're really hiding something from me..."

He only heard Jimmy say that his brother might have participated in some resistance against the Federation, but when his parents kept a tight-lipped word about Lehman and the aliens saving the universe, Comrade James Eugene Renault didn't know what his brother was doing, and Tex thought that Lehman might just be in a small rebel army.

Who would have thought that Lehman was carrying so many battle cruisers, what level did this kid reach? And he had never heard of such a wild force in the universe. Six battle cruisers and one supply ship, and some local fleets in the Federation are not as large as this!!!

Moreover, those adjutants (who mistakenly thought the mental model was adjutant) were so beautiful. Jimmy, Jimmy, you have hidden something from me. If I had known that your brother was so awesome, why would I still be in the Dead Hong Kong? Those women are so beautiful, suck!

Seeing that Tex's lustful old face left even more lustful saliva, considering the material composition of the mental model, Lehmanyu patted Tex's shoulder with a serious focus:

"Mr. Finley, you have to know that sometimes appearance does not represent everything..."

Before Lehman could finish his words, Tex immediately shook his head and looked at Lehman with the expression of someone coming over:

"For the sake of your brother, the warship and the beautiful girl, I will give you personal advice. Men who value depth rather than appearance will never be able to get in close contact with women. Believe me, your brother was much smarter than you in this point back then. Suck it, that maid is so exciting."

Seeing that Tex had completely gone astray, Lehman rolled his eyes and was too lazy to correct Tex. He was looking forward to what would happen when he saw this old gangster discovering the truth of the mental model---Haha, at that time, the mental model suddenly turned into nanomatter, just like the Husky Beast Girl suddenly became a real erha in front of you, see if you are woven!

"I need manpower, and a proven heavy armored force under my office just happens to need a good driver, Tex, I think you'll like this job more than anything else than you can see."

After saying that, Lehman waved his hand, and a huge projection appeared in front of Tex's eyes. It was a huge metal giant, looking like a mythical warrior wearing heavy armor. Various data kept popping up next to the giant. Tex's eyes suddenly became straight, and Lehman also seized the opportunity to start fooling:

"The skua (jager) land war mecha, armor that is enough to withstand arc light impact cannons or even laser cannons of battleships, runs faster than tanks, and has installed a neural linkage system--will do whatever you want, completely defeating those stupid x who are fucking driving the interstellar mecha and still typing the keyboard. The most important thing is that the land war kings who have installed a variety of weapons, including 60mm chain cannons to nuclear bombs, crushing all the land weapons of the Federation. I wonder if Mr. Finley is interested?"

"When did we start producing this thing? Isn't this just a guy in the drawing state? Although I got the drawings of the miniature skuo before leaving, I didn't start producing them." The voice of Knight, who had been connected to the communication because the distance was very close, came directly from Lehman's ears.

[You just need to make a high-end one temporarily. Let's talk about the mass production issue later. Isn't this fooling him?] Lehman's face was still typing on the terminal's keyboard and responding to Knight's message.

"Oh, my dear Lehman brothers," Tex suddenly made a stern voice, "This must be one of the greatest inventions in human history. Old Tex is so moved that he is about to cry. Can you tell me when I will be able to take a walk around the federal territory?"

"Welcome, Mr. Tex Finley." Lehman grabbed Tex's hand that reached over and grabbed.
Chapter completed!