The pine cone farm covered by dark night, the noisy gunshots were like firecrackers, and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground could not see the slightest brightness. The illuminated places were filled with shocking meat and blood.
The Walking Dead Gate, which was like a tide, rushed towards the Alliance soldiers stationed in the manor mansion.
In the flying tracer, they fell down like wheat caught in by a harvester, and wave after wave like waves on the beach, and soon they made up the gap one after another.
The firepower of just twenty people was not enough to resist these fierce and fearless guys.
Those believers, who were like living dead, quickly broke through the blockade of the firepower network and crashed into the villa from the door and window, and bit everyone as if they were crazy.
Not only that, some guys in military uniforms will shoot and throw grenades.
This is the most deadly thing!
Damn it!Are these guys cheating?A living dead man with a rifle shot was killed, and the good dog's face turned pale.
He has played zombie-themed FPS a lot, but this is the first time he heard that zombies can shoot.
The first floor cannot be kept... Lao Bai!How long will you have!While changing the magazine, he retreated to the vicinity of the stairs. Fang Chang gritted his teeth and shouted in the communication channel.
There is only rustling current tone in the communication channel.
After the crash of the Seagull drone, it no longer covered the convenience and directly launched an electronic warfare, cutting off their communications first.
But Fang Chang always feels that it is not that simple.
In the current noise, he vaguely heard other sounds...it seemed not to be a simple act of interference, but also an unconscious disturbance of something else.
In any case, the first floor has been captured.
The players of the league had to give up the position on the first floor and retreat to the second floor. With the help of roadblocks and doors, they fought against the living and dead people in a narrow corridor.
Just when the battle in the mansion was fierce, a hotel not far from the manor was in full swing.
Four men in white coats were sitting in a room on the fifth floor, looking out the window at the Zhao Mansion in the middle of the storm, and talking with a smile.
The combat power of general experimental subjects is still too weak. After all, they are just ordinary people, and Nago has not fundamentally changed their physical functions.
Sure enough, if you cannot use the tools at hand well, your combat effectiveness will not be as good as that of animals.
Indeed, if you want to talk about direct combat power, mutants are indeed a more suitable choice... But relatively speaking, those green-skinned monsters are not very obedient.
The four people sitting here are all apostles of the Torch Church.
But unlike the apostles who were naturalized from the wastelanders, their status and authority were much higher than those charlatans who were only responsible for preaching.
They not only know what the torch is, but also know very clearly that what they are doing actually has nothing to do with the belief in their creation.
This situation is not without precedent in the long history.
Some grassroots personnel who are far from the core of the Church have a deep belief in their beliefs, and they are even more proficient in various scriptures and theories, and devote their lives to their beliefs.
However, a few people close to the core of the church are very clear-headed that faith and doctrine are essentially just tools for them to drive their servants. Although this does not conflict with their piety and enthusiasm, they will allow the tool to play its worth.
Therefore, wars often launched in the name of gods are not actually for gods, but for secular power and wealth.
This is true for those apostles who are truly close to the core of the power of the Torch Church.
The only difference is that they do all this not for secular power and wealth, and there is no such thing to pursue in the wasteland.
What they are really chasing is much nobler than the believers of the classical era.
All this is for the future of civilization.
One of the apostles showed an intoxicated smile on his face as he looked at the life blooming in the sparks and the blood that fell in the mud.
Whether it is the process or the result, this experiment is perfect!
Just as he was quietly admiring the experiment, the other three were talking enthusiastically.
Isn’t A-111’s performance just right?
Ah, you said Goliath... that thing is really okay, but it can only be used as a meat shield.It is still a bit reluctant to expect it to play the role of a "tank" in the front battlefield. The Bishop has too high expectations for it. I believe that after this time, he should realize the problem.
Unless it is equipped with some special weapons, not operating is a big problem.
Speaking of this, I have to praise the soldiers in this settlement.Although they are thugs trained by farmers, their abilities are still good. Nago and the Gospel can just make up for their shortcomings in fighting will, and this system is simply tailor-made for them.
Haha, if you say that, I think those serf experiments have hindered them.
Not necessarily, at least it is feasible to consume some ammunition.
In front of the soldiers of the alliance, most experimental subjects only give away their heads, but those soldiers who were once the thugs of the farm here were different.
They can use rifles, even know how to load, replace magazines and aim. Even if their accurate heads are a little worse, this fearless way of fighting still brings considerable trouble to the Alliance soldiers.
In addition to those soldiers who operate rifles, some technical troops can even drive vehicles and operate fixed weapons, which is an amazing discovery.
Thanks to the cooperation of this settlement, especially the farmer, their research has taken another big step forward.
And this is not just their progress!
It is also a step towards glorious evolution of human civilization!
I believe that the farmer who is already under the scent of the nine springs should be extremely honored for the light of this moment.
After all, if it weren't for them, that pedantic and stupid guy and his stupid and ignorant slaves would never have contributed anything beneficial to human civilization after their entire lives, and would not have left even a single word in this dark history.
He and his settlement are like a rotten wood left in the corner of a ruin, and can do nothing except decline a little by little under the corrosion of time.
At least now, these incompetent guys can still serve as firewood and fuel to ignite the torch...
The apostles sitting in the room discussed and communicated enthusiastically.
...Is it muscle memory?It can actually operate anti-aircraft guns and automatic rifles.
If there are a large number of trained experimental subjects who inject ‘gospel’ into them at a specific moment, they may be able to exert enough power on the battlefield.
When the command is appropriate.
This reminds me of the clone of the Legion.
The clones of the Legion are incomparable to us. Those guys who grow eight times faster can do nothing but fight, but our believers are different.
Just switch to the "gospel" of different frequencies, they can manipulate their thoughts and emotions and drive them to complete various simple tasks... Tsk, when you think about it, the most suitable place for them is indeed plantations and factories. It is a bit waste to send them to the battlefield without any training.
At this moment, the apostle who had been staring at the window suddenly frowned, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
...I underestimate these guys.
The three stopped talking and looked at him.
What's wrong?
It was nothing, a little white mouse slipped outside the cage and happened to find the things we placed in another restaurant.The apostle sitting by the window said calmly.
The other three apostles looked at each other.
Didn’t they go for Zhao Tiangan?
What to do in another restaurant?
Could it be that Zhang Zhengyang leaked it?
The apostle sitting by the window shook his head.
It's impossible. That guy was just a periphery in charge of missionary preaching. He didn't even know the experiment. How could he know what was placed under the villa?
The sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth gradually brought a hint of mockery, and he continued in a normal tone.
In short, the bishop has discovered it, and we don’t need to worry about the rest.
The 'executor' will do a good job of cleaning up.
Although force is not the specialty of the Torch Church and they rarely achieve their goals through armed invasion, violent machines are still essential to them.
For example, the referee is such an institution.
They are different from the various knight orders under the church. They are more similar to agents than regular troops engaged in military operations on the front battlefield.
When there are interference factors that affect the experimental process in the parish and are not suitable for the regular army to take action, there will be professionals from the court to clean it up.
They are often called executors.
Those guys have the most excellent equipment and have received professional combat training. Ordinary wastelanders can't stand for one round in their hands.
Even the awakened ones.
Hearing the word "Executor", the apostles showed relaxed smiles on their faces.
The success rate of those guys in Haiya and Jinchuan provinces is close to 95%. With the referee's previous record, it is not too easy to solve a little mouse sneaking into the laboratory.
However, what these apostles didn't know was that the executioner team, which they had high hopes for, was in trouble at this moment...
Along the walls of the manor, there were about a dozen figures wearing exoskeletons standing in the rustling woods.
Their hands were holding weapons of unique shapes, and the streamlined armor armed them to their teeth, and the painted black paint made them perfectly blend with the night color.
They are like ghosts, waiting for opportunities to move in the darkness.
Looking at the icon of missing connections flashing in the tactical eyepiece, Li Jie, the captain of the executioner team, gradually a trace of solemnity rose between his eyebrows, and he looked at his subordinates on the side and said.
Is there no news about Wu Zhe?
The man who was called to him was also full of solemnity and said in a deep voice.
Not yet...he is too close to the mental interference device.
Near the mind interference device, radio signals can be severely disturbed.
Typically, they contacted the laboratory through a wired data channel, but with the launch of Program No. 03, the researchers in that laboratory have been completely evacuated.
Therefore, no one knows what is going on there now.
Damn, that guy is rushing!A man holding a light machine gun in both hands muttered, "Would it be messed up?"
Another man with a cold look said softly.
That shouldn't be the case. There is only one mouse, and Wu Zhe is not the first time he has a rookie to go on a mission. This little thing is still done well.
What a trivial matter...
Li Jie said in an unpredictable tone with a serious look.
I hope so.
To be honest, he has confidence in Wu Zhe.
That guy is also an old man in the team. They had worked together many times before coming to Jinhe City, and that guy never disappointed him.
However, for some reason, even though it was just a very simple cleaning job, he always felt restless in his heart, as if something unexpected happened.
Maybe he shouldn't let Wu Zhe go alone.
However, he actually had no choice in this matter.
The reinforcements from the alliance arrived.
The Bishop asked him to leave all the members of the alliance here.
Although this is not an arrangement in the experimental plan, if the alliance soldiers can be kept, they can easily throw what happened here to the alliance.
The alliance started a massacre in the settlements of Jinchuan Province...
Not only is this story convenient enough for them, but local farmers must love to listen to it.
After all, it is much more hateful than those of them who are not interested in secular power!
Not far from them, the Alliance's transport aircraft had broken through the blockade of the air defense fire network, and finally successfully reduced the altitude and speed, switched to the vertical take-off and landing mode, and landed towards the roof of the villa in the center of the manor.
The Union soldiers had retreated to the top floor of the villa.
Once the transport plane is stopped, the soldiers will immediately board the transport plane and evacuate.
Never let them evacuate!
Li Jie's eyes gradually became colder. He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, then pointed at the transport plane that was hovering.
The executioner who followed him understood it, took off the portable rocket launcher on his back, knelt on one knee and carried it on his shoulder, aiming at the transport plane not far away.
Image locked!
Li Jie shouted sternly.
emission!
With a light sound from Peng, a missile with a length of forearm drilled through the dust cover, and it completed the ignition while ejecting from the launcher. It dragged a slender tail flame toward the transport plane that had just stopped on the roof of the villa.
The hovering transport plane obviously discovered the missile and tried to make an evasive maneuver.
However, it is basically impossible to avoid such a short distance.
Seeing that the missile was about to hit the target, a smile appeared on Li Jie's face.However, almost at the same time, a scene that he could never imagine happened.
RPG！
A guy wearing an exoskeleton suddenly screamed, and a runner jumped out of the cabin, spread his arms and rushed towards the missile that was slamming the side of the transport plane.
The missile has entered the terminal flight stage and there is no room for avoidance. It just collided with the man who rushed up, and it exploded into a ball of fireworks!
The explosion debris and flames once swept into the cabin of the transport aircraft. The hot airflow pushed the fuselage of the transport aircraft and swayed gently, but the transport aircraft itself was not damaged.
Looking at the guy who used his face to catch the missile, the executioners lurking in the woods were all stunned, especially Li Jie, who twitched his lips hard.
What's the fucking operation?!
This is the first time he has seen someone pick up missiles!
Lao Six!!!
Looking at Lao Liu who was blowing into flames in the air, Bai Qibing's eyes widened, holding a rifle and sweeping around the woods that were attacking by the missile.
However, the plane was shaking violently at this moment, and the shuttle only swept away the loneliness and didn't get anything.
Realizing that the attack came from the woods in the east, the pilot sitting in the Viper cockpit immediately stepped on the left rudder while deflecting the joystick to the right.
I saw the Viper hovering in the air swaying her tail cleanly and swaying from the east side of the villa to the west side.
The players who were preparing to evacuate in the villa also moved, shooting the living dead with their rifles while moving towards the west side of the villa.
Damn...what was the case with that missile just now?The pilot, sitting in the pilot's seat, gasped and shouted at the soldiers behind him.
He is a pilot of the Air Force of the Rock City Militia Regiment. He has been driving this plane for seven or eight years, but this is the first time he has participated in such an exciting mission.
When he thought of what happened just now, he felt a little scared.
If that guy hadn't sacrificed himself just now, the people on their plane would have been cold.
Unlike him who was frightened, the man wearing power armor was very calm, even to the point of cold blood.
Even though his comrades died in front of him, the man's emotions did not show any turbulence.
Staring at the cabin, Lao Bai said in a deep voice.
I don’t know, but I guess... it’s 80% of them are from the torch!
The pilot was stunned.
torch?!
Otherwise, how do you think the following ghost things come from?Looking at the crowded heads outside the cabin, Lao Bai couldn't help but frown.
For the league, the real trouble is probably after tonight.
But now is not the time to consider these things.
Looking at Fang Chang's group who were retreating to the window of the corridor on the west side of the villa and the surging corpse tide behind them, Lao Bai set up the assault rifle in his hand and ordered loudly.
Open fire!
Including the lost Cute New, who was holding the airborne machine gun, five players squatting on the side of the cabin immediately pulled the trigger and vented their fierce firepower towards the tide of corpses behind the window.
Orange and yellow tracer rushes over like raindrops, and those stupid guys instantly fall to the ground like harvesting wheat, crowding into a ball in the corridor.
Looking at Fang Chang running to the window, Lao Bai shouted loudly.
Come up quickly!
Without any hesitation, Fang Chang raised his hand and smashed the closed window into pieces with a gun.
Then he stepped on the window, driven by the exoskeleton, jumped out of the window, flew four or five meters away in the air, grabbed Lao Bai's right hand, and was pulled into the cabin by Lao Bai.
Finally got out of danger.
Fang Chang sat on the ground, gasping for breath, breathing in fresh air.
It was not until this time that Lao Bai noticed that he was carrying a man or a sticky corpse soaked in blood.
By comparing the photos in the VM, he barely recognized the face.
This person is Zhao Tiangan!
Their goal of this action!
According to the initial plan, they originally planned to control the farmer, indirectly control the entire settlement, and indirectly collect information about the Torch Church, but they did not expect that the charlatans were already waiting for them here.
Now the Pinecone Farm has become like this.
Whether this guy dies or not, it has lost its effect on the league.
An electronic warfare was launched on the other side. There was a problem with our communication. I couldn't contact you since the beginning... Restoring my disordered breathing, Fang Chang looked at Lao Bai and said.
Not only you, but we are the same. Their interference equipment covers the entire area at 80%... After taking a look at the corpse lying next to him, Lao Bai cast his eyes on Fang Chang's inquiry, why did you bring this guy with you?
Fang Chang said with a light breath.
This guy is a bit weird. I suspect that the absolutely safe 'sanctuary'... is actually not the kind of shelter or safe house in the physical sense we understand.
Lao Bai frowned.
What's the meaning?
Simply put, that holy land may be a virtual space, and it is not even ruled out that the bishop named Luo Gan is virtual... He has no body at all, so he needs to communicate with us through the bodies of believers, and only specific people can serve as a carrier for receiving his consciousness.
Old Bai stared at him blankly, not understanding how he reasoned out this amazing conjecture.
Your brain is...it's big enough.
Fang Chang took a breath.
This is just my guess... What is the truth? Ms. Chen has to explain this guy's brain.Anyway, we have to bring him back to the military base.
While the two were talking, Luo Yu also jumped onto the plane and was pulled up by Bai who was waiting by the cabin.
Then there were quitting smoking and good dogs, and there were only four of them who survived.
As for Xiaoyu's sub-entities, in order to cut off the rear for the players, they were already flooded by the tide of walking dead when they moved from the first floor to the upper floor.
The fruiting body is actually fine. That thing is like Xiaoyu's hair. As long as there are enough nutrients, you will soon give birth to a few if you want.
It’s just that considering that too many sub-entities that share one consciousness will affect operational efficiency, and Xiaoyu, who has just advanced to the mother body, is not skilled in business, so the number is controlled at ten.
However, when Luo Yu thought of the lost ten sets of K-10 iron wall exoskeletons, he felt depressed.
Fortunately, Elder Fang promised him before that the Burning Corps would reimburse 90% of the equipment losses, otherwise this wave of big breaks would be done back several versions.
As the last player jumped into the cabin, the Viper transport plane immediately distanced the distance from the villa, avoided the direction of the previous missile flying, and flew towards the west side of the manor.
After glanced at the people in the cabin, Lao Bai suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.
Speaking of Ye Shi?That guy actually got cold?
Unscientific.
That boy's life is not ordinary.
When he first landed on the Iron Heart, he survived alone.
I don’t know that he lost contact first. He hadn’t been disturbed at that time. I’m afraid he would have been cold at that time... When he said this, Fang Chang suddenly stopped and his face changed slightly. So that’s it.
Looking at him with an expression that he understood something again, he squatted beside him and asked curiously.
So what is that?
Fang Chang said without breathing.
No other hotel!That mental interference device is in another hall!
Just as he was talking, a red signal flare suddenly rose into the sky.
That's exactly where other museums are!
Seeing the twinkling red light, Lao Bai immediately walked to the cockpit and shouted loudly while grabbing the pilot's seat back.
There are still people we haven't withdrawn!Go to the position of the flare!
Hearing this sentence, the pilot was shocked.
Are you sure?!Those guys have air defense missiles!
I'm sure!We have to pick him up!Lao Bai stared at his eyes seriously, just go over and pick up people, let’s find a way out for the rest!
The Walking Dead Gate, which was like a tide, rushed towards the Alliance soldiers stationed in the manor mansion.
In the flying tracer, they fell down like wheat caught in by a harvester, and wave after wave like waves on the beach, and soon they made up the gap one after another.
The firepower of just twenty people was not enough to resist these fierce and fearless guys.
Those believers, who were like living dead, quickly broke through the blockade of the firepower network and crashed into the villa from the door and window, and bit everyone as if they were crazy.
Not only that, some guys in military uniforms will shoot and throw grenades.
This is the most deadly thing!
Damn it!Are these guys cheating?A living dead man with a rifle shot was killed, and the good dog's face turned pale.
He has played zombie-themed FPS a lot, but this is the first time he heard that zombies can shoot.
The first floor cannot be kept... Lao Bai!How long will you have!While changing the magazine, he retreated to the vicinity of the stairs. Fang Chang gritted his teeth and shouted in the communication channel.
There is only rustling current tone in the communication channel.
After the crash of the Seagull drone, it no longer covered the convenience and directly launched an electronic warfare, cutting off their communications first.
But Fang Chang always feels that it is not that simple.
In the current noise, he vaguely heard other sounds...it seemed not to be a simple act of interference, but also an unconscious disturbance of something else.
In any case, the first floor has been captured.
The players of the league had to give up the position on the first floor and retreat to the second floor. With the help of roadblocks and doors, they fought against the living and dead people in a narrow corridor.
Just when the battle in the mansion was fierce, a hotel not far from the manor was in full swing.
Four men in white coats were sitting in a room on the fifth floor, looking out the window at the Zhao Mansion in the middle of the storm, and talking with a smile.
The combat power of general experimental subjects is still too weak. After all, they are just ordinary people, and Nago has not fundamentally changed their physical functions.
Sure enough, if you cannot use the tools at hand well, your combat effectiveness will not be as good as that of animals.
Indeed, if you want to talk about direct combat power, mutants are indeed a more suitable choice... But relatively speaking, those green-skinned monsters are not very obedient.
The four people sitting here are all apostles of the Torch Church.
But unlike the apostles who were naturalized from the wastelanders, their status and authority were much higher than those charlatans who were only responsible for preaching.
They not only know what the torch is, but also know very clearly that what they are doing actually has nothing to do with the belief in their creation.
This situation is not without precedent in the long history.
Some grassroots personnel who are far from the core of the Church have a deep belief in their beliefs, and they are even more proficient in various scriptures and theories, and devote their lives to their beliefs.
However, a few people close to the core of the church are very clear-headed that faith and doctrine are essentially just tools for them to drive their servants. Although this does not conflict with their piety and enthusiasm, they will allow the tool to play its worth.
Therefore, wars often launched in the name of gods are not actually for gods, but for secular power and wealth.
This is true for those apostles who are truly close to the core of the power of the Torch Church.
The only difference is that they do all this not for secular power and wealth, and there is no such thing to pursue in the wasteland.
What they are really chasing is much nobler than the believers of the classical era.
All this is for the future of civilization.
One of the apostles showed an intoxicated smile on his face as he looked at the life blooming in the sparks and the blood that fell in the mud.
Whether it is the process or the result, this experiment is perfect!
Just as he was quietly admiring the experiment, the other three were talking enthusiastically.
Isn’t A-111’s performance just right?
Ah, you said Goliath... that thing is really okay, but it can only be used as a meat shield.It is still a bit reluctant to expect it to play the role of a "tank" in the front battlefield. The Bishop has too high expectations for it. I believe that after this time, he should realize the problem.
Unless it is equipped with some special weapons, not operating is a big problem.
Speaking of this, I have to praise the soldiers in this settlement.Although they are thugs trained by farmers, their abilities are still good. Nago and the Gospel can just make up for their shortcomings in fighting will, and this system is simply tailor-made for them.
Haha, if you say that, I think those serf experiments have hindered them.
Not necessarily, at least it is feasible to consume some ammunition.
In front of the soldiers of the alliance, most experimental subjects only give away their heads, but those soldiers who were once the thugs of the farm here were different.
They can use rifles, even know how to load, replace magazines and aim. Even if their accurate heads are a little worse, this fearless way of fighting still brings considerable trouble to the Alliance soldiers.
In addition to those soldiers who operate rifles, some technical troops can even drive vehicles and operate fixed weapons, which is an amazing discovery.
Thanks to the cooperation of this settlement, especially the farmer, their research has taken another big step forward.
And this is not just their progress!
It is also a step towards glorious evolution of human civilization!
I believe that the farmer who is already under the scent of the nine springs should be extremely honored for the light of this moment.
After all, if it weren't for them, that pedantic and stupid guy and his stupid and ignorant slaves would never have contributed anything beneficial to human civilization after their entire lives, and would not have left even a single word in this dark history.
He and his settlement are like a rotten wood left in the corner of a ruin, and can do nothing except decline a little by little under the corrosion of time.
At least now, these incompetent guys can still serve as firewood and fuel to ignite the torch...
The apostles sitting in the room discussed and communicated enthusiastically.
...Is it muscle memory?It can actually operate anti-aircraft guns and automatic rifles.
If there are a large number of trained experimental subjects who inject ‘gospel’ into them at a specific moment, they may be able to exert enough power on the battlefield.
When the command is appropriate.
This reminds me of the clone of the Legion.
The clones of the Legion are incomparable to us. Those guys who grow eight times faster can do nothing but fight, but our believers are different.
Just switch to the "gospel" of different frequencies, they can manipulate their thoughts and emotions and drive them to complete various simple tasks... Tsk, when you think about it, the most suitable place for them is indeed plantations and factories. It is a bit waste to send them to the battlefield without any training.
At this moment, the apostle who had been staring at the window suddenly frowned, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
...I underestimate these guys.
The three stopped talking and looked at him.
What's wrong?
It was nothing, a little white mouse slipped outside the cage and happened to find the things we placed in another restaurant.The apostle sitting by the window said calmly.
The other three apostles looked at each other.
Didn’t they go for Zhao Tiangan?
What to do in another restaurant?
Could it be that Zhang Zhengyang leaked it?
The apostle sitting by the window shook his head.
It's impossible. That guy was just a periphery in charge of missionary preaching. He didn't even know the experiment. How could he know what was placed under the villa?
The sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth gradually brought a hint of mockery, and he continued in a normal tone.
In short, the bishop has discovered it, and we don’t need to worry about the rest.
The 'executor' will do a good job of cleaning up.
Although force is not the specialty of the Torch Church and they rarely achieve their goals through armed invasion, violent machines are still essential to them.
For example, the referee is such an institution.
They are different from the various knight orders under the church. They are more similar to agents than regular troops engaged in military operations on the front battlefield.
When there are interference factors that affect the experimental process in the parish and are not suitable for the regular army to take action, there will be professionals from the court to clean it up.
They are often called executors.
Those guys have the most excellent equipment and have received professional combat training. Ordinary wastelanders can't stand for one round in their hands.
Even the awakened ones.
Hearing the word "Executor", the apostles showed relaxed smiles on their faces.
The success rate of those guys in Haiya and Jinchuan provinces is close to 95%. With the referee's previous record, it is not too easy to solve a little mouse sneaking into the laboratory.
However, what these apostles didn't know was that the executioner team, which they had high hopes for, was in trouble at this moment...
Along the walls of the manor, there were about a dozen figures wearing exoskeletons standing in the rustling woods.
Their hands were holding weapons of unique shapes, and the streamlined armor armed them to their teeth, and the painted black paint made them perfectly blend with the night color.
They are like ghosts, waiting for opportunities to move in the darkness.
Looking at the icon of missing connections flashing in the tactical eyepiece, Li Jie, the captain of the executioner team, gradually a trace of solemnity rose between his eyebrows, and he looked at his subordinates on the side and said.
Is there no news about Wu Zhe?
The man who was called to him was also full of solemnity and said in a deep voice.
Not yet...he is too close to the mental interference device.
Near the mind interference device, radio signals can be severely disturbed.
Typically, they contacted the laboratory through a wired data channel, but with the launch of Program No. 03, the researchers in that laboratory have been completely evacuated.
Therefore, no one knows what is going on there now.
Damn, that guy is rushing!A man holding a light machine gun in both hands muttered, "Would it be messed up?"
Another man with a cold look said softly.
That shouldn't be the case. There is only one mouse, and Wu Zhe is not the first time he has a rookie to go on a mission. This little thing is still done well.
What a trivial matter...
Li Jie said in an unpredictable tone with a serious look.
I hope so.
To be honest, he has confidence in Wu Zhe.
That guy is also an old man in the team. They had worked together many times before coming to Jinhe City, and that guy never disappointed him.
However, for some reason, even though it was just a very simple cleaning job, he always felt restless in his heart, as if something unexpected happened.
Maybe he shouldn't let Wu Zhe go alone.
However, he actually had no choice in this matter.
The reinforcements from the alliance arrived.
The Bishop asked him to leave all the members of the alliance here.
Although this is not an arrangement in the experimental plan, if the alliance soldiers can be kept, they can easily throw what happened here to the alliance.
The alliance started a massacre in the settlements of Jinchuan Province...
Not only is this story convenient enough for them, but local farmers must love to listen to it.
After all, it is much more hateful than those of them who are not interested in secular power!
Not far from them, the Alliance's transport aircraft had broken through the blockade of the air defense fire network, and finally successfully reduced the altitude and speed, switched to the vertical take-off and landing mode, and landed towards the roof of the villa in the center of the manor.
The Union soldiers had retreated to the top floor of the villa.
Once the transport plane is stopped, the soldiers will immediately board the transport plane and evacuate.
Never let them evacuate!
Li Jie's eyes gradually became colder. He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, then pointed at the transport plane that was hovering.
The executioner who followed him understood it, took off the portable rocket launcher on his back, knelt on one knee and carried it on his shoulder, aiming at the transport plane not far away.
Image locked!
Li Jie shouted sternly.
emission!
With a light sound from Peng, a missile with a length of forearm drilled through the dust cover, and it completed the ignition while ejecting from the launcher. It dragged a slender tail flame toward the transport plane that had just stopped on the roof of the villa.
The hovering transport plane obviously discovered the missile and tried to make an evasive maneuver.
However, it is basically impossible to avoid such a short distance.
Seeing that the missile was about to hit the target, a smile appeared on Li Jie's face.However, almost at the same time, a scene that he could never imagine happened.
RPG！
A guy wearing an exoskeleton suddenly screamed, and a runner jumped out of the cabin, spread his arms and rushed towards the missile that was slamming the side of the transport plane.
The missile has entered the terminal flight stage and there is no room for avoidance. It just collided with the man who rushed up, and it exploded into a ball of fireworks!
The explosion debris and flames once swept into the cabin of the transport aircraft. The hot airflow pushed the fuselage of the transport aircraft and swayed gently, but the transport aircraft itself was not damaged.
Looking at the guy who used his face to catch the missile, the executioners lurking in the woods were all stunned, especially Li Jie, who twitched his lips hard.
What's the fucking operation?!
This is the first time he has seen someone pick up missiles!
Lao Six!!!
Looking at Lao Liu who was blowing into flames in the air, Bai Qibing's eyes widened, holding a rifle and sweeping around the woods that were attacking by the missile.
However, the plane was shaking violently at this moment, and the shuttle only swept away the loneliness and didn't get anything.
Realizing that the attack came from the woods in the east, the pilot sitting in the Viper cockpit immediately stepped on the left rudder while deflecting the joystick to the right.
I saw the Viper hovering in the air swaying her tail cleanly and swaying from the east side of the villa to the west side.
The players who were preparing to evacuate in the villa also moved, shooting the living dead with their rifles while moving towards the west side of the villa.
Damn...what was the case with that missile just now?The pilot, sitting in the pilot's seat, gasped and shouted at the soldiers behind him.
He is a pilot of the Air Force of the Rock City Militia Regiment. He has been driving this plane for seven or eight years, but this is the first time he has participated in such an exciting mission.
When he thought of what happened just now, he felt a little scared.
If that guy hadn't sacrificed himself just now, the people on their plane would have been cold.
Unlike him who was frightened, the man wearing power armor was very calm, even to the point of cold blood.
Even though his comrades died in front of him, the man's emotions did not show any turbulence.
Staring at the cabin, Lao Bai said in a deep voice.
I don’t know, but I guess... it’s 80% of them are from the torch!
The pilot was stunned.
torch?!
Otherwise, how do you think the following ghost things come from?Looking at the crowded heads outside the cabin, Lao Bai couldn't help but frown.
For the league, the real trouble is probably after tonight.
But now is not the time to consider these things.
Looking at Fang Chang's group who were retreating to the window of the corridor on the west side of the villa and the surging corpse tide behind them, Lao Bai set up the assault rifle in his hand and ordered loudly.
Open fire!
Including the lost Cute New, who was holding the airborne machine gun, five players squatting on the side of the cabin immediately pulled the trigger and vented their fierce firepower towards the tide of corpses behind the window.
Orange and yellow tracer rushes over like raindrops, and those stupid guys instantly fall to the ground like harvesting wheat, crowding into a ball in the corridor.
Looking at Fang Chang running to the window, Lao Bai shouted loudly.
Come up quickly!
Without any hesitation, Fang Chang raised his hand and smashed the closed window into pieces with a gun.
Then he stepped on the window, driven by the exoskeleton, jumped out of the window, flew four or five meters away in the air, grabbed Lao Bai's right hand, and was pulled into the cabin by Lao Bai.
Finally got out of danger.
Fang Chang sat on the ground, gasping for breath, breathing in fresh air.
It was not until this time that Lao Bai noticed that he was carrying a man or a sticky corpse soaked in blood.
By comparing the photos in the VM, he barely recognized the face.
This person is Zhao Tiangan!
Their goal of this action!
According to the initial plan, they originally planned to control the farmer, indirectly control the entire settlement, and indirectly collect information about the Torch Church, but they did not expect that the charlatans were already waiting for them here.
Now the Pinecone Farm has become like this.
Whether this guy dies or not, it has lost its effect on the league.
An electronic warfare was launched on the other side. There was a problem with our communication. I couldn't contact you since the beginning... Restoring my disordered breathing, Fang Chang looked at Lao Bai and said.
Not only you, but we are the same. Their interference equipment covers the entire area at 80%... After taking a look at the corpse lying next to him, Lao Bai cast his eyes on Fang Chang's inquiry, why did you bring this guy with you?
Fang Chang said with a light breath.
This guy is a bit weird. I suspect that the absolutely safe 'sanctuary'... is actually not the kind of shelter or safe house in the physical sense we understand.
Lao Bai frowned.
What's the meaning?
Simply put, that holy land may be a virtual space, and it is not even ruled out that the bishop named Luo Gan is virtual... He has no body at all, so he needs to communicate with us through the bodies of believers, and only specific people can serve as a carrier for receiving his consciousness.
Old Bai stared at him blankly, not understanding how he reasoned out this amazing conjecture.
Your brain is...it's big enough.
Fang Chang took a breath.
This is just my guess... What is the truth? Ms. Chen has to explain this guy's brain.Anyway, we have to bring him back to the military base.
While the two were talking, Luo Yu also jumped onto the plane and was pulled up by Bai who was waiting by the cabin.
Then there were quitting smoking and good dogs, and there were only four of them who survived.
As for Xiaoyu's sub-entities, in order to cut off the rear for the players, they were already flooded by the tide of walking dead when they moved from the first floor to the upper floor.
The fruiting body is actually fine. That thing is like Xiaoyu's hair. As long as there are enough nutrients, you will soon give birth to a few if you want.
It’s just that considering that too many sub-entities that share one consciousness will affect operational efficiency, and Xiaoyu, who has just advanced to the mother body, is not skilled in business, so the number is controlled at ten.
However, when Luo Yu thought of the lost ten sets of K-10 iron wall exoskeletons, he felt depressed.
Fortunately, Elder Fang promised him before that the Burning Corps would reimburse 90% of the equipment losses, otherwise this wave of big breaks would be done back several versions.
As the last player jumped into the cabin, the Viper transport plane immediately distanced the distance from the villa, avoided the direction of the previous missile flying, and flew towards the west side of the manor.
After glanced at the people in the cabin, Lao Bai suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.
Speaking of Ye Shi?That guy actually got cold?
Unscientific.
That boy's life is not ordinary.
When he first landed on the Iron Heart, he survived alone.
I don’t know that he lost contact first. He hadn’t been disturbed at that time. I’m afraid he would have been cold at that time... When he said this, Fang Chang suddenly stopped and his face changed slightly. So that’s it.
Looking at him with an expression that he understood something again, he squatted beside him and asked curiously.
So what is that?
Fang Chang said without breathing.
No other hotel!That mental interference device is in another hall!
Just as he was talking, a red signal flare suddenly rose into the sky.
That's exactly where other museums are!
Seeing the twinkling red light, Lao Bai immediately walked to the cockpit and shouted loudly while grabbing the pilot's seat back.
There are still people we haven't withdrawn!Go to the position of the flare!
Hearing this sentence, the pilot was shocked.
Are you sure?!Those guys have air defense missiles!
I'm sure!We have to pick him up!Lao Bai stared at his eyes seriously, just go over and pick up people, let’s find a way out for the rest!
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