latent syndrome.

Chapter 180 179. Express Desperate Train
Central Los Angeles was in chaos.

Row upon row of buildings were steaming with black smoke, and evacuation leaflets were scattered all over the sky.

SCT has completely taken over the City Hall building.

The Liberty Alliance Guards and the Army also completely surrounded this place, and the troops stationed at the customs also flanked and outflanked.

All of a sudden, armored vehicles, tanks, self-aiming anti-aircraft guns mounted on tracked vehicles, and teams of neat high-tech individual soldiers all blocked the main roads around the city hall.

Wartime broadcasts no longer broadcast evacuation messages, but rather a horrific announcement by Diprow that Southern California is independent.

Although the evacuation operation has been carried out, they are all women and children, and the evacuation is less than 70.00% up to now.

More than half of the total population of Los Angeles remained, and many of them were huddled at home waiting for the turmoil to pass. The terrorists gained the upper hand, making them even more terrified.

Some people colluded with the SCT and were suppressed and shot during the riots. Many others tried to find refuge in the army, and were massacred indiscriminately under the occupation of the streets and buildings by the SCT.

As of now, it is completely impossible to count how many people have died. It must be a number that can make everyone dumbfounded. It is all because of the huge unknown conspiracy of the SCT and the summit behind it.

At this point, there is no need to consider the post-war reconstruction work and the symbolic significance of the city hall.

The army calibrated the nozzles of dozens of tanks and heavy guns at the city hall building, and there was no room for maneuver between the terrorists.

pound pound pound...

The eruption sound of each shell was earth-shattering, impacting on the city hall building, blasting a gap, breaking the earth and stone into pieces and blasting away.

Twenty minutes later, when Gray arrived with two S-level infected people and a team of countermeasure bureau members, the city hall building was left with ruins and a raging fire.

But the wartime radio was still broadcasting the Declaration of Independence, and the voice filled the streets and alleys, and there were still SCT members in the radio station staunchly resisting.

According to the news from the chief of the army, all the terrorists in the building have been suppressed, and the core figure Di Yu was seriously injured and fled.

Even the infected in the upper reaches of the pyramid cannot face the coverage of modern firepower alone. The crisis in St. George's District is not over yet, and the top forces of both sides are gathered there.

The ominous black mist has already swallowed up the entire St. George area. If it can't be resolved, will it cover the entire city of Los Angeles?

Gray looked up at the gray sky, not only because of the gunpowder smoke everywhere, but also the bad weather was coming, the sky was filled with ash and the drizzle was not painful.

"Do you know where Di Yu will go? During the lurking process, do you have any clues?"

Gray asked Sif.

Although there was no fluctuation in Sif's expression, the coolness had penetrated from the spine to the entire back, and fine cold sweat overflowed.

Gray didn't take it seriously, thinking that Sif was trying his best to recall in an emergency. It was extremely important that she didn't interrupt his thoughts and not put any pressure on Sif.

She probably guessed Diprow's plan. After declaring independence through the radio, she released the news that the pope suppressed the black mist and quelled the disaster, and established a stronger image than the city government. Then the pope would directly rule the city, and SCT would naturally take over Los Angeles. Serve as a bridgehead to North America and another step up the ladder to world domination.

Sev pressed his temple in great pain, and after a long while, he finally spoke.

"I've heard people say it, but I'm not sure. It looks like Debrow sent someone to hijack the Nevada-bound train, going through the Western Express in Las Vegas."

After he finished speaking, his whole body seemed to be drained of his soul, and he stayed in the same place in a very dull manner.

After listening to this speech, Gray became more certain of Di Mao's plan. According to the description of the third section, those superhuman beings who are at the forefront of the battle list can deal with the entire fleet by themselves.

The situation in St. George's District can only be resigned to fate, and chasing Di Yu, the top person in charge of SCT Los Angeles, is an imminent matter.

Gray believes that there is no delay for a minute or a second now. Ordinary troops cannot quickly maneuver and fight, and they are also powerless to deal with the infected. She took two S-level infected and a team of soldiers and boarded the camouflage military vehicle without delay.

"and many more!"

Sif opened his mouth suddenly, wanting Gray to stay, but just let the agents go.

"What else?"

Gray started the engine, holding the steering wheel with some crippled hands, and staring at Sev with one remaining eye.

Sif paused for a while, if that was the case, how could Di Kuo let it go.

"I'll go with you, and I can take care of any situation."

He said so.

Gray did not refuse, and took the most elite personnel of Section [-] to the Western Express to stop Di Brow, and notified the personnel to set up obstacles on the railway, and blow up the passing bridge if necessary.

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On the edge of Los Angeles, the train has already left the station some distance away.

This is a postal train with more than [-] carriages. It is not used for civil transportation, but to transport some important materials, such as gold bars, so it is quite strong.

The train passed quickly on the railway, and the beautiful forests on both sides turned into extremely pleasant light and shadow.

In the first few carriages, Di Yu was covered in blood, suffered many injuries, died several times, and was exhausted. Even he could not withstand the high-intensity bombing with heavy firepower.

"It's killing me with all the firepower coming at me alone."

Looking at the luxurious interior in the car, it was better than the decoration of his own home. It must be the place where the postal bureaucrats held parties. Although he didn't pay a penny of tax to the Liberty Alliance, he was still extremely embarrassed.

He didn't change his clothes, the khaki windbreaker was already a little tattered, he pried open the beer cap with a dagger and drank it. He was in a very good mood, humming the California dream, passing through one after another of the vicious combat catalog personnel, and came to the Driving compartment.

Everything is going very smoothly, and the two members of his team are controlling every move of the train conductor with guns, including the co-pilot and the mechanic who maintains the operation of the electromechanical equipment.

"Slow down a little, or I'm worried that the guests won't be able to catch up."

Under Di Kuo's instruction, the SCT members put their guns against the conductor's temple to slow down the speed of the train.

Cold beer poured down his throat.

Suddenly, Di Yu felt a little chilly, and sneezed, unknowingly, he had been in Los Angeles for so long, and it was almost winter, the air was chilly.

Just now.

A subordinate came to the driving compartment, he looked a little nervous, and said to Di Yu: "Boss, someone is coming, we must increase the speed."

"Do you see who it is?"

Di Kuo asked with infinite viciousness in his eyes.

The subordinate shook his head.

"What a waste, next you have to control the train conductor, understand, no matter what happens, don't leave the cab."

Di Yu hugged the man's head and said with a ferocious face.

How could the subordinate dare to disobey the order, and kept nodding his head.

Immediately afterwards, Di Yu threw the beer bottle directly on the ground, opened the hatch while driving, and the gust of wind rushed in instantly. He walked to the platform not far outside the cockpit, and closed the hatch.

Afterwards, he climbed up the iron ladder to the top of the train, and the howling wind cut his eardrums sorely. People with poor physique could not even stand firmly, but it was not a problem for Di Yu.

What Di Kuo expected was that the watchman on the roof of the car had been killed, and the speed of Section [-] was even faster than he had imagined.

I saw two S-level infected people who had already seen it on the data sheet standing on the roof of the car, a small group of tall soldiers, and Sif.

Afterwards, another figure climbed up the ladder of the last carriage, with strange eyepatch, neat short hair, and extremely cold face, it was the head of Section [-], Grey.

The speed of the train increased, and the strong wind blew more violently, which made the drizzle in the sky turn into continuous and smooth raindrops.

In this way, Di Yu stared at the group of people.

No one spoke, and paused for several seconds.

clap clap...

Di Yu applauded lightly.

"Ms. Gray, for your visit, I did not show the highest standard of courtesy, please forgive me."

"This is the first time we met, but it will also be the last time."

Di Kuo's voice pierced through the rain and reached the ears of the group. When he saw Sif, he couldn't help showing a sneer. Now he is indeed at the end of the road, and he has consumed too much energy in the previous struggle.

As for the members of Section [-], including Grey, they have seen this face on the data sheet countless times, those completely grotesque, cold-blooded and vicious behaviors, it is a big deal to let this kind of devil live in this world for a moment sins.

"Are you still so stubborn when you are dying?"

Gray was extremely eye-catching in the group, even if she couldn't keep calm, there was a gleam of hatred in her eyes.

"Too many people died at your hands, and how many people have been killed by the black industry operated by SCT."

"You may feel that you are being righteous, or you may have a senseless attitude."

"But there is no doubt that no matter what it is, you will pay the price. Everything you have done has been marked with a price, waiting for the day you pay back."

"And that day has come."

Grey pointed the pistol loaded with specialized ammunition at Dikrow's head, saying so.

"Wow!"

"According to the law of the Union, no matter if I have committed a heinous crime, I must first be charged and then go to court for trial. Only after the judge announces the result can I be punished accordingly."

"You set up a private court to carry out violent punishments, which is illegal."

Facing the gun pointed at him, Di Yu remained unmoved and talked about the law of the alliance.

Nobody pays any attention to this nonsense.

because.

"Di Kuo."

"You're not even crazy, you're just a stinking animal."

"Any act of superiority will also be judged in the form of superiority."

Gray said, and pulled the trigger.

boom!
boom!
boom!
All of them hit on Di Zhuo's head, spattering chunks of blood plasma and burning strange blue flames.

His eyelids twitched.

"What you say hurts."

Di Yu's face became extremely ferocious, and his vicious emerald green eyes were a hundred times colder than snakes and scorpions.

"Indeed, fighting in the city left me nearly exhausted."

"Those people you bring can kill me."

"but……"

Di Kuo put his hand to his mouth and whistled loudly, and the foreign condemnation personnel transferred with Johnny never showed up until now.

Ten black shadows climbed onto the roof of the car in an instant, and each one was a top fighter from the combat catalog.

As long as these people are killed, Los Angeles is completely under control.

Di Yu laughed wildly.

"Ms. Gray..."

"You've been tricked!"

(End of this chapter)