The rumbling sound of the collapse of the building came slowly, and the brown floor-to-ceiling windows that were more than ten kilometers away trembled gently.
Through the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dust rising tens of kilometers away, Wan Peng couldn't speak for a long time.
It took him a long time to sigh.
Is that the NAC electromagnetic gun?
Just one shot can have such power.
I'm afraid that the wall of Ping'an Street will not last for a few rounds in front of that giant cannon.
While observing silently for the unlucky guy who provoked NAC, Wan Peng took out the walkie-talkie from the drawer and called his assistant up.
Soon, the office door was pushed open.
The woman in a black suit walked to Wan Peng's desk, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.
Manager Wan, are you looking for me?
Wan Peng asked looking at the assistant lady.
Is there any news on the man in black?
The man in black is a special force he began to secretly trained ten years ago. He is independent of the Sunday Club and is directly loyal to him Wan Peng himself.
The significance of this force at the beginning was to plunder pre-war facilities for him and deal with certain issues that were inconvenient to entrusted to mercenaries and lone tourists to deal with.
Later, after the establishment of the Beijing Survivors Alliance, no killings were allowed within the Third Ring Road, and many shameful activities were transferred from the open to behind the scenes, and this special force was regarded as a semi-killer and a semi-intelligence organization.
Black suits, optical invisibility, carbon nanobody vests, and a PK2000 Pan-Asian cooperation rifle, only a few dozen people, can match the combat power of hundreds of people.
In this area of Beijing, even the people from the militia regiment had to let him score three points, and most of the reason was this.
Even Ding Liwei, the leader of the militia regiment, was very afraid of the trump card in his hand.
No news yet.The assistant lady shook her head and said in a nice voice, if there is any progress, I will notify you as soon as possible.
Why is it so slow?Wan Peng frowned.
If it were the past, they would have stood in front of themselves and reported their lives. How could they not even have any news like now?
The same was true last time. It is said that Lao Luo was blocked in the corner, but he was still run away by someone else.
Thinking of this, Wan Peng snorted coldly.
The man in black just changed his instructor and was becoming more and more useless. He was serving all kinds of resources all day long, but he was even lazy in his skills.
Let Lu Sen come to see me.Looking at his assistant lady, Wan Peng said with a bad expression.
yes.The assistant lady quickly lowered her head and said.
Intuition told her that the manager was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Without stopping, she hurried out to the door with her boss' orders.
The assistant lady guessed correctly, Wan Peng was in a bad mood at this moment.
Fortunately, his mood is just not very good now.
If he had let him know that the ten subordinates who were sent to recover their ID cards were dead and caused a huge trouble for him before he died. I wonder if he would curse out in anger.
Soon, the door opened again.
boss.He walked in with a nervous look on his face. Lu Sen hesitated for a while and asked tentatively, are you looking for me?
Wan Peng laughed, leaned back on the chair, looking at Lu Sen with a nervous look on his face.
Come and tell me, how did you bring people to me all day long?
Lu Sen was sweating profusely and couldn't speak in fear.
This, this...
Last time I caught that Lao Luo, you said that the equipment was not good. This time I caught a survivor leader who was unknown and used a carbon nanobody vest with optical invisibility. There is no news yet.Wan Peng smiled, raised his legs to the table, and told me what was going on.
This, boss, they are silent during the mission, and I don’t know what the situation is now. I promise you that when they come back, I will report to you as soon as possible.
report?Oh!
Wan Peng raised his eyebrows, and the anger in his heart was almost brewing, and he was about to curse.
Suddenly, waves of violent shaking came from the floor.
The water cup on the desk was overturned, and the steaming boiling water poured over directly.
With the violent shaking of the floor, Wan Peng subconsciously wanted to hide. Unpredictable, he leaned on the chair and flipped over.
Boss, be careful!
Lu Sen was quick-witted and quickly took two steps forward, and held the boss.
Ah!Holding the grass is damn.After being splashed on his pants by boiling water, Wan Peng grinned and grabbed Lu Sen's arm, got up from the ground, and cursed in anger, "What's going on?"What kind of plane is the people downstairs doing?
The shaking became stronger and stronger, just like a magnitude 6 or 7 earthquake, and the entire Pan Asia building began to shake.
Suddenly, Wan Peng's face changed suddenly.
It's not the person downstairs who are doing some planes.
It was the entire Ping'an Street that was shaking!
Could it be?A bad premonition arose in Wan Peng's heart.
earthquake?It's simply impossible!Beijing is not in the earthquake zone!
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he and Ding Liwei conspired to blow up Line 35 ten years ago, something similar seemed to have happened...
This time his face changed completely.
It seemed to confirm his guess.
Directly opposite the window, at the south gate of Ping'an Street, in the middle of the slum, a large area of land was arched half a meter, and the cement road surface was broken inch by inch, and then it fell downwards suddenly.
A layer of ripples seemed to shock waves, sweeping outward from the center that had been arched before, sweeping across the direction of the huge wall.
Swept by the shock wave, the shack of the slum, like a small boat standing on the top of the wave, began to collapse in the direction the shock wave swept through.
If only half of the slum collapsed, this would not be enough to make Wan Peng feel heartbroken.
Those refugees are like weeds, and no matter how many deaths are, they are not worth cherishing.
What really made Wan Peng panic was that he, standing on the Pan Asia building, could clearly see that when the shock wave spread to the south gate of the giant wall, the entire surface of the south gate collapsed several meters downward.
The towering huge wall, one corner has been sunk, and slowly collapses outward in the rolling dust...
The entire southern part of Ping'an Street turned into hell.
At the same time, hundreds of meters deep underground, standing on the tank's turret, Yegor laughed wildly.
The scars and wrinkles on his face were mixed together, shaking hideously, highlighting his excitement.
Ha ha ha ha!happy!happy!
The strong wind whistling along the subway entrance blew on his face. Even though it was several kilometers away, he could still feel the burning in the air.
General, the radiation index in the subway is rising!From the tank next to him, Sminov yelled at Yegor in the howling wind, "You might as well go back to the tank as soon as possible!"
To be honest, he was really afraid that his commander's head would be burned by radiation.
Although he also knew that this was impossible, and the injection of nanoserum, this level of radiation was nothing.
Haha, it's a good time!
Listen to me about the tanks of the 1st Company!Without caring about the rising radiation value, Yegor's fist pounded on the turret and shouted at the headset in the wind, "The legacy of Pan-Asian cooperation is right in front!"Step on the accelerator to the maximum!Ready to rush!
After saying that, Yegor sat back into the tank and covered the top cover.
The rumbling sound of tracks sounded, and under his leadership, dozens of tanks engraved with Soviet badges rushed forward along the subway line.
But no one noticed that in the depths of the darkness, the unknown danger was about to move...
Through the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dust rising tens of kilometers away, Wan Peng couldn't speak for a long time.
It took him a long time to sigh.
Is that the NAC electromagnetic gun?
Just one shot can have such power.
I'm afraid that the wall of Ping'an Street will not last for a few rounds in front of that giant cannon.
While observing silently for the unlucky guy who provoked NAC, Wan Peng took out the walkie-talkie from the drawer and called his assistant up.
Soon, the office door was pushed open.
The woman in a black suit walked to Wan Peng's desk, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.
Manager Wan, are you looking for me?
Wan Peng asked looking at the assistant lady.
Is there any news on the man in black?
The man in black is a special force he began to secretly trained ten years ago. He is independent of the Sunday Club and is directly loyal to him Wan Peng himself.
The significance of this force at the beginning was to plunder pre-war facilities for him and deal with certain issues that were inconvenient to entrusted to mercenaries and lone tourists to deal with.
Later, after the establishment of the Beijing Survivors Alliance, no killings were allowed within the Third Ring Road, and many shameful activities were transferred from the open to behind the scenes, and this special force was regarded as a semi-killer and a semi-intelligence organization.
Black suits, optical invisibility, carbon nanobody vests, and a PK2000 Pan-Asian cooperation rifle, only a few dozen people, can match the combat power of hundreds of people.
In this area of Beijing, even the people from the militia regiment had to let him score three points, and most of the reason was this.
Even Ding Liwei, the leader of the militia regiment, was very afraid of the trump card in his hand.
No news yet.The assistant lady shook her head and said in a nice voice, if there is any progress, I will notify you as soon as possible.
Why is it so slow?Wan Peng frowned.
If it were the past, they would have stood in front of themselves and reported their lives. How could they not even have any news like now?
The same was true last time. It is said that Lao Luo was blocked in the corner, but he was still run away by someone else.
Thinking of this, Wan Peng snorted coldly.
The man in black just changed his instructor and was becoming more and more useless. He was serving all kinds of resources all day long, but he was even lazy in his skills.
Let Lu Sen come to see me.Looking at his assistant lady, Wan Peng said with a bad expression.
yes.The assistant lady quickly lowered her head and said.
Intuition told her that the manager was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Without stopping, she hurried out to the door with her boss' orders.
The assistant lady guessed correctly, Wan Peng was in a bad mood at this moment.
Fortunately, his mood is just not very good now.
If he had let him know that the ten subordinates who were sent to recover their ID cards were dead and caused a huge trouble for him before he died. I wonder if he would curse out in anger.
Soon, the door opened again.
boss.He walked in with a nervous look on his face. Lu Sen hesitated for a while and asked tentatively, are you looking for me?
Wan Peng laughed, leaned back on the chair, looking at Lu Sen with a nervous look on his face.
Come and tell me, how did you bring people to me all day long?
Lu Sen was sweating profusely and couldn't speak in fear.
This, this...
Last time I caught that Lao Luo, you said that the equipment was not good. This time I caught a survivor leader who was unknown and used a carbon nanobody vest with optical invisibility. There is no news yet.Wan Peng smiled, raised his legs to the table, and told me what was going on.
This, boss, they are silent during the mission, and I don’t know what the situation is now. I promise you that when they come back, I will report to you as soon as possible.
report?Oh!
Wan Peng raised his eyebrows, and the anger in his heart was almost brewing, and he was about to curse.
Suddenly, waves of violent shaking came from the floor.
The water cup on the desk was overturned, and the steaming boiling water poured over directly.
With the violent shaking of the floor, Wan Peng subconsciously wanted to hide. Unpredictable, he leaned on the chair and flipped over.
Boss, be careful!
Lu Sen was quick-witted and quickly took two steps forward, and held the boss.
Ah!Holding the grass is damn.After being splashed on his pants by boiling water, Wan Peng grinned and grabbed Lu Sen's arm, got up from the ground, and cursed in anger, "What's going on?"What kind of plane is the people downstairs doing?
The shaking became stronger and stronger, just like a magnitude 6 or 7 earthquake, and the entire Pan Asia building began to shake.
Suddenly, Wan Peng's face changed suddenly.
It's not the person downstairs who are doing some planes.
It was the entire Ping'an Street that was shaking!
Could it be?A bad premonition arose in Wan Peng's heart.
earthquake?It's simply impossible!Beijing is not in the earthquake zone!
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he and Ding Liwei conspired to blow up Line 35 ten years ago, something similar seemed to have happened...
This time his face changed completely.
It seemed to confirm his guess.
Directly opposite the window, at the south gate of Ping'an Street, in the middle of the slum, a large area of land was arched half a meter, and the cement road surface was broken inch by inch, and then it fell downwards suddenly.
A layer of ripples seemed to shock waves, sweeping outward from the center that had been arched before, sweeping across the direction of the huge wall.
Swept by the shock wave, the shack of the slum, like a small boat standing on the top of the wave, began to collapse in the direction the shock wave swept through.
If only half of the slum collapsed, this would not be enough to make Wan Peng feel heartbroken.
Those refugees are like weeds, and no matter how many deaths are, they are not worth cherishing.
What really made Wan Peng panic was that he, standing on the Pan Asia building, could clearly see that when the shock wave spread to the south gate of the giant wall, the entire surface of the south gate collapsed several meters downward.
The towering huge wall, one corner has been sunk, and slowly collapses outward in the rolling dust...
The entire southern part of Ping'an Street turned into hell.
At the same time, hundreds of meters deep underground, standing on the tank's turret, Yegor laughed wildly.
The scars and wrinkles on his face were mixed together, shaking hideously, highlighting his excitement.
Ha ha ha ha!happy!happy!
The strong wind whistling along the subway entrance blew on his face. Even though it was several kilometers away, he could still feel the burning in the air.
General, the radiation index in the subway is rising!From the tank next to him, Sminov yelled at Yegor in the howling wind, "You might as well go back to the tank as soon as possible!"
To be honest, he was really afraid that his commander's head would be burned by radiation.
Although he also knew that this was impossible, and the injection of nanoserum, this level of radiation was nothing.
Haha, it's a good time!
Listen to me about the tanks of the 1st Company!Without caring about the rising radiation value, Yegor's fist pounded on the turret and shouted at the headset in the wind, "The legacy of Pan-Asian cooperation is right in front!"Step on the accelerator to the maximum!Ready to rush!
After saying that, Yegor sat back into the tank and covered the top cover.
The rumbling sound of tracks sounded, and under his leadership, dozens of tanks engraved with Soviet badges rushed forward along the subway line.
But no one noticed that in the depths of the darkness, the unknown danger was about to move...
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