absurd deduction game.

Chapter 717 Carlos' Fighting Power

"Leaving the base by yourself to reassure others?" The cleaning team repeated Carlos's words coldly.

The eyes of the survivor behind Carlos lit up, thinking that he saw hope: "Yes, yes, let's go by ourselves!"

"Leave us alone!"

"Stop dreaming." The people in the cleaning team looked even colder, and put one hand on Carlos' shoulder. The faint force was pushing Carlos into the incinerator room.

It seems that he intends to kill the chickens to warn the monkeys and completely eliminate the hope of these people to survive.

However, the sturdy clean-up team member pushed Carlos hard, but did not push.

"Rude." Carlos chuckled lightly, "This makes me have to suspect that when we first entered the base, what the officer said to us was false."

The members of the cleaning team set up their guns one after another, and the barrel pointed straight at Carlos' head: "You dare to resist!"

Carlos and the dark muzzle looked at each other, and there was even a calm smile in their eyes.He lengthened his voice leisurely: "Why not?"

He knew very well that of course the outrageous proposal would not be approved.

There is obviously something wrong with what this base is doing. Obviously, it is not because they are infected that they need to be destroyed in a centralized manner. Then, it means that the cleaning team should bring them to the incinerator room at the command of the commander, just to kill people.

If they were to leave the base on their own, wouldn't they have thirteen more mouths, so they could talk nonsense outside?

Carlos didn't have any expectations, he just felt... It's a magician's courtesy to ask before starting.

When the other hand came to push him, Carlos moved.

He took a step back and grabbed the wrist of that hand with his hand. His muscles were tense and forceful. Everyone only felt that a member of the cleaning team was dragged and thrown into the flame room by Carlos.

The murder was unsuccessful, and the survivors who were crushed together widened their eyes, especially Xiao Yao, who looked at Carlos' back in disbelief.

I saw that member fell into the flame room, the high-heat flame burning in the crack of the floor tiles instantly ignited him, and the high-power strong light installed on the wall made him unable to open his eyes.

The skin quickly turned black, and the member struggled, curled up trying to crawl towards the door.

Strangely, even though he was suffering from the burning pain, this member's face was still the same indifference. He didn't even scream, only his trembling instinct reflected his true state.

"We are infected." Carlos looked at this scene without emotion, smiled, and pointed to the people in the flames, "And you are normal people. It's amazing."

If he was really a normal person, he would definitely be able to hear the sarcasm in his words.

These players are clearly abnormal.

Unlike the clean-up squads that are usually responsible for patrolling the base, the members of those squads have vivid personalities, but their abilities and status are superior to others, and the others are no different from humans.

But these unseen cleaning teams in front of them are like puppets stripped of their emotions. They only know that they blindly fulfill the orders of their superiors and lose the right to cry out in pain.

They are more like infected people - puppets that are completely controlled.

Facing Carlos' sarcasm, the rest of the cleaning team did not blink, but pulled the trigger directly.

The survivors also recalled it to some extent, and looked at the people who cleaned up the team in horror. For a moment, they thanked Carlos for standing up, and at the same time, they were full of fear about Carlos' situation and their own situation.

"Arlo" will be killed by these machine guns!
Xiao Yao closed her eyes tightly, unable to bear to look anymore, the young man with glasses turned his head away, a little regretful.

"Puff puff puff..."

Bullets poured down towards Carlos desperately, like a grand rain curtain, blooming beside the raging fire.

Carlos's body was directly beaten with holes, and the bullet passed through his face, shattering his face, revealing a blank void inside.

In the next second, Carlos was shattered into confetti, and everyone was sluggish for a while. Even the people who cleaned up the team stopped shooting for a while and stood blankly in place.

The person in charge of the cleaning team frowned slightly, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"Idiot, you forgot to look behind." Carlos' voice suddenly appeared behind the opponent's head, and the leader of the cleaning team turned around, but before he had time to turn completely, he was struck by a sharp Metal pierced the skull.

The leader of the clean-up team opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. The look in his eyes quickly faded, like a normal human being softly collapsed due to a fatal blow.

The other cleaning teams reacted and raised their guns at Carlos again, but this time the bullets fell on Carlos, but it seemed like they fell into a shadow. in floors and walls.

"What is it!" Someone in the cleaning team asked in a cold voice.

Carlos looked at the person who made the sound, smiled and took the machine gun held by the corpse under his feet for his own use. His green eyes flashed a biting chill, which complemented the orange-red flames.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a magic trick." He set up the machine gun in a very standard posture, "and of course the same magic trick can't be performed twice in a short period of time, it will easily bore the audience, so I just changed it. pattern."

In the indescribable eyes of the other survivors, Carlos was like a heroic monster, standing alone in front of them, enduring the pouring of bullets, and returning the bullets with the machine gun he just got in his hand. .

Although the people who cleaned up the team were very strange, their physical fitness was not much different from that of ordinary people. After being penetrated by bullets, they collapsed in the corridor.

Carlos quickly put all these people on the ground, kicked the nearest corpse into the furnace room with one foot, and gave a cold snort with a bad attitude.

Then he turned back and looked at the crowd who were shivering behind him like quails.

The sturdy man shrank for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something, he came to Carlos in a few steps, followed the example of Carlos, kicked the corpses of the people in the cleaning team, and let their corpses be swallowed by the flames: "He Damn it, you deserve it, you want to hurt us!"

After kicking, he stammered to Carlos with a nervous expression, "Thank you, thank you for saving us, we didn't see anything, these people are doing it for themselves!"

Everyone else woke up: "Yes, yes, we didn't see anything!"

Carlos sighed.

"What if you don't see anything, that's not what I want to hear."

Xiao Yao twisted her fingers tangled: "Then... did we see it?"

"Of course, you must have seen it." Carlos threw the empty machine gun aside at will, and walked back to the survivors' team calmly, "The base wants us, we are just resisting. So - we should leave Base, these are obstacles, but have been resolved."

"Next... I'm going to the city. If someone wants to follow me, they can come together. If they don't want to, let's separate, how about that?"

He did really want to take some people away.

These people are all aborigines of the apocalyptic copy, and they must know what many deducers don't know. The more people they take away, the more comprehensive the information they know will be collected in the follow-up.

In particular, Carlos noticed that there was a former technician from Base 51 in the team, who he must take away.

Whether they want to or not.

Xiaoyao has to be taken away too. He still needs to figure out what the actor has left on Xiaoyao.

But the man who cleaned up the squad was going to stop him.

As the saying goes, as long as the enemy is dead, no one will know about my infiltration. This sentence won Carlos' heart.

As long as the people who stopped him are dead, no one can stop him from taking them away.

(End of this chapter)