What comes to my mind is not the fragmented and messy memory fragments, but more like the essence of information and information that has been carefully selected in other people's memory foam.

"Memory Search?" Kyle was extremely shocked, but unexpectedly, Venom's auxiliary talent characteristics made breakthrough progress.

Venom conveys excitement like a child. While telling him: This is just to use the symbiotic characteristics of its own race to temporarily attach part of its body to the brains of weak organisms, and to dominately "share" the memory data of the organism.

"This can no longer be considered a simple symbiosis..." Kyle frowned.

The original 'symbiosis' of venom creatures is mutual benefit and mutual assistance. That is, while relying on the host to learn its talents and survive, it will give back to the host and give strengthened arms, and even actively protect the host with emotions.

This is the current symbiotic mode state between him and Venom.

As a strong host, Venom cannot even affect his consciousness and actively read ideas, let alone intercept brain memory.

Kyle has always regarded Venom as a biological war suit with his own learning ability until tonight...

The venom-derived characteristic of relying on weak ‘hosts’, endangering life and searching for memories. It is simple and domineering, with the concept of mutual benefit and mutual assistance that is separated from ordinary symbionts and relying on symbiosis to become the master of other living things.

"Your evolution almost caught up with me who was drawing cards. I don't know what level you will grow to in the future." Kyle said softly to the Venom that transformed into a battle suit.

"?" Venom conveyed his own confusing thoughts in surprise. Its intelligence is still in the growth stage of a six-year-old child, and obviously he cannot understand Kyle's words.

"One day, you will understand." Kyle said with a smile.

As a card owner, he is not afraid that the venom that grows up in the future will betray and endanger himself.

Moreover, as long as he can always maintain the leading position of strong strength, he can be the leader in symbiosis mode forever, and Venom cannot force him to give in.

The increased characteristics of venom growth have more advantages than disadvantages for him.

"Okay, then go to the Air Force Base in Tokyo in the past." Kyle put aside his messy thoughts, patted Blue Eagle's head, pointed the way to the left, and let Blue Eagle set out as the location of the Air Force Base known to the Japanese pilots.

His idea was clear: he came as an invader who put pressure on HiSan.

It doesn’t make much sense to assassinate the senior executives of Risang alone. If one is killed, they will soon recommend the second one.

Therefore, assassinating the Emperor is only a small step to achieving the goal of world peace. If you want a country to be afraid, afraid, panic, and eventually force it to take the path of surrender, then it will be more rampant than it! More domineering! More ruthless!

So the first night of the first arrival is very important. To do something big, everyone in this country must know that he is here!

U.S. Kyle, here it!

'call out--'

The blue eagle cried loudly and flapped its wings backwards. A small whistling wind formed behind it, blowing away the clouds and mists within 30 meters. In the dark night, Kyle rushed into the distance at a supersonic takeoff speed.

Nisang, Tokyo, command center of the Air Force General Base.

"Report, report! Commander Okamura, something is wrong!" The Japanese Sang Shou, wearing a loess military uniform and white gloves, hurried to the commander's room of the Air Force Command.

"Baga!" The commander with a short beard on the office chair was sleepy and was suddenly shocked by the non-commissioned officer who walked in. He glared forward with anger and cursed, "Do you understand the military rules? You are so panicked when you come to the commander's room. What's the etiquette?"

"Yes, commander." The non-commissioned officer stood indoors a little aggrievedly, saluting in a straight line.

"Tell me, what's the matter? The purple electric fighter sent out has completed the mission and returned to the flight?" Commander Okamura asked.

In his opinion, sending the elite team of Purple Electric Fighter with the highest record of completing annihilation mission to go to deal with a transport fighter with little combat capability is basically sure.

Seven ace pilots also issued military orders before departure, but failed to commit suicide by separating themselves.

"No, no." The officer took a deep breath and replied with a trembling voice: "Just shortly after, the signals of the seven purple electric fighter planes disappeared."

"What did you say?!" This time it was Commander Okamura's turn to feel unstable. He jumped up from the chair with a sober look, clapped his palms on the desk and shouted loudly: "What's going on? Is the information coming from the US emperor is fake? The other party is not a transport fighter plane?"

"I don't know either." The non-commissioned officer said hesitantly, "Before the seven purple electric fighter jets and the command center lost the signal, someone sent an emergency distress signal, but it was soon located in the border area of ​​the Sunsang, and it was likely... all crashed."

"Even the most exquisite new fighter jets, it is impossible to kill all seven purple electric fighters in just a short time." Commander Okamura was still very confident about the fighter jets developed by his country, and thought to himself: "Immediately contact all the ace pilots in the main base to approve them to set off and investigate the boundary airspace where the signal is closed. When encountering enemy fighters, they will be wiped out directly!"

"I'll make arrangements right now!" The non-commissioned officer saluted and accepted the order, turned around quickly, and was about to walk out of the commander's room. At this moment, a soldier correspondent rushed in with a panic look.

The two of them collided with each other and fell to the ground in a mess.

"What are you doing!" Commander Okamura saw this scene and suppressed the anger that had been calming down, and once again ignited uncontrollably.

But without waiting for him to ask, the emergency notification from the correspondent broke in, which completely silenced the commander's room: "Commander, there is an enemy attack! The enemy has broken through into our air base!"

"What, what?" Commander Okamura and the non-commissioned officer opened their mouths in shock.

The moment ago, seven fighter jets sent previously were suspected to crash on the border of Japan-Samong Tokyo. The next moment, the main air force base here in Tokyo was invaded by enemy attacks?

Commander Okamura had never seen any war scenes, so he quickly returned to calm down and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly what kind of enemy attacks, how many enemies are coming from there?"

"Come from the main entrance of the base, enemy, enemy..." The communication soldier gritted his trembling teeth, lay at the door without getting up, and shouted at the limit of his psychological endurance: "There is only one enemy! Our soldiers are all dead, all dead..."

"He's here, come here!"

The communication soldier's voice stopped in shock. He seemed to hear something, his eyes wide and round, his face pale and bloodless, curled up on the floor at the door and shivered.

‘Tread…’

In the command room environment, the light pace of boots slowly came subtly from the corridor outside.

The communication soldier crawled on the ground in fear, crawled forward and let out the door, and was still muttering in an inaudible voice.
Chapter completed!