Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

We followed the crowd to the hall downstairs, and people kept paying attention to Zhenjiang who exudes a strange breath. The difference between her and the time when she first arrived was too big. Zhen Jiang turned a blind eye to it, quietly walking behind me like a spirit behind him. Billy Ruo sat on the needle felt and quietly asked in my ear:

"What's up with her?"

"There is no problem with Ranwen.com." I was a little guilty when I said this, but it was impossible to explain the truth to him.

"Is it too intense?"

"Absolutely not." I said decisively.

"In short ..." Billy brewed a word, "The next battle is very dangerous, and we need her fighting power."

"Relax, she has no problem with Ranwen.com." I said to him: "She just gained the ability and is more powerful than before."

Listening to me saying this, Billy showed a surprised look, but he finally let go of it.

The people gathered in the hall on the first floor are probably close to a hundred people. The hall is very spacious. Some strange-shaped equipment, tables and boxes have been moved to the wall. The empty space left is filled with benches and is arranged into a simple combat conference hall, opposite There is an electronic hanging screen on the wall. Only then did I see the commander of this operation for the first time. A middle-aged man in his forties, a yellow race man, dressed in a camouflage suit, he exudes a steady and sophisticated feeling in every move. At first glance, he feels that he is an experienced non-commissioned officer.

"We all call him" fire ", it is said that he came from the special forces, and as early as three years ago, he was a three-pole magic pattern messenger." Billy quietly told me.

I, Billy, and Fu Jiang sat down on the third row bench on the far left. I glanced at the others and noticed from their expressions and conversations that they were not sitting casually, and the same team of people were together. Although people deliberately suppress the volume of their voices during conversations, so many voices are mixed together, and they also seem very noisy.

Zhen Jiang has always been quiet, a little trance, and seems to be caught in his own mental illusion.

A few people looked at us, the Russian ballerina. He smiled at me and said something to his companions, but when he noticed Zhenjiang, his face also showed a puzzled expression.

Of all the soldiers in terms of age, only Dorothy was younger than me. Although Dorothy is very familiar with the ballet bear, she is not a team. She ignores the hustle and bustle around her, and plays with her dolls in her arms.

The two female members I met before and the setback seemed to be the captains of their respective teams, and they were discussing matters with their team members.

After about five minutes, there were no more literary novel netizens coming in. The commander fired and clapped his hands, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

"Everyone knows the purpose of this trip, so I won't say more." He said while pressing the button next to the electronic screen, images and text immediately flowed out on the electronic screen.

"We played against this enemy not long ago and lost many companions. The enemy was very well prepared and had to admit that God favored them, but we have always fought under adversity and won, I believe that this We will win once. And ... "He looked around at us and said," We must win. "

"The enemy's tactical intentions are very clear, and he intends to encircle us in the base with Yi Yi. This battle is a tough one. Many of you will die. I hope everyone will be mentally prepared. The target is in a house two kilometers away. "The map on the electronic screen continues to expand, the destination becomes clear, the 3D real scene is rotating, marking a bunch of data," There are no guards around the burning novel network. There may be traps after the intrusion. The 1e team will carry out the raid. , Find the entrance to the underground base after lifting the trap. Is that alright? "

"No problem." A man sitting on the far right answered without hesitation.

"After entering the underground base, all the teams will be assigned tasks according to the environment to find the node position as soon as possible. The team is responsible for placing the time bomb, the time limit is ninety minutes." The image and text on the electronic screen changed again, and several avatars were listed, " These are the advanced combat powers that the enemy had appeared before but did not kill. The non-third-level Mageweave messengers retreated immediately after encountering them. "

One of the avatars quickly enlarged to form a complete human body. I am very familiar with this person. It is the same school student Luan Zhong who is the priest.

"This person is the key person in charge of the ceremony. Try to kill him."

Luan Zhong's image receded, and the image of a man wearing a battle suit similar to Zhen Jiang emerged.

"This is the only demon possessor I have encountered so far. Please evacuate as soon as you encounter it, and notify me and Billy Squad." The fire escaped us and other people followed his gaze. Here we look. Billy nodded and greeted everyone with a smile, and the eyes of the fire stayed on Zhenjiang for a while, and paused, saying: "Ms. BT of Billy's team has a critical weapon that can resist demons."

"Is it okay?" The fire escape confirmed to us cautiously.

"She has just been promoted to netbsp; everyone immediately talked about it.

"Very good." The fire-fighting claps your hands to make everyone quiet down. "It must be noted that the list of characters listed here may not be all of their advanced combat capabilities. Face the confrontation and inform the other teams quickly. It must be remembered that we only have 90 minutes. The purpose is not to kill the enemy, but to stop the enemy ’s ritual.

"To understanding."

"understand."

"understood."

Everyone said.

"So, what's the problem?" The fire escaped the crowd, and there was a silent silence in the hall.

"Very good, come out!"

Everyone stood up and left the hall quickly. Before we left, I walked over and I guessed what he would say, but he just patted my shoulder and said to us: "Welcome to join the Security Bureau."

"Hope not to die." I said.

"The first united war?"

"Yes."

"Hard work. It depends on you how many people can survive this time." Huo Huo said: "The war against the truth of the end does not depend on the number of people to win."

What can I say? What he wants is action. I smiled and tried my best to show my confidence, but to be honest, since Zhenjiang's state did not seem to be stable, I was more worried than when I first came.

The fire-fighting gaze paused on Zhen Jiang, and I couldn't see anything from that serious face. After that, we went out of the hall together.

Vehicle 6 continued to turn out of Huangni Road, and I, Zhenjiang and Billy sat back in the broken car and followed the tail of the brigade towards the mountain.

The destination and the mountain forest where we are located are separated by a river, and the convoy runs along the upper stream. The river gradually shrinks, and a rough wooden bridge appears at about ten meters wide, looming in the night.

I feel a little uneasy. I feel that there is something peeping at me in the tumultuous forest. Will the enemy set an ambush ahead? For example, hiding soldiers on both sides of the road, or laying mines on the road. But here are all experienced fighters who should conduct a field survey before the operation.

Contradictory thoughts flashed in my mind, I tightened my nerves and prepared to jump at any time.

When she was about to reach the bridge, Zhenjiang suddenly awakened, and she cast her sight on the land where the target was. I looked in her eyes, and vaguely saw several black shadows creeping on the ground. From the outline, it seemed to be a corpse. It was closer, yes, it was indeed a corpse, with uniformed soldiers and other people with different dresses. Some corpses were immersed in the river beach, and occasionally a silhouette like a floating corpse was floating in the river.

My mood was sinking more and more. Obviously, before we arrived, the Security Bureau and the Doomsday Truth had had a tentative confrontation.

Billy also saw it, whistled, and didn't seem nervous. This was what he expected.

The convoy stopped in front of the wooden bridge and everyone got off, but they did not cross the bridge immediately. Under the leadership of the fire escape, 6 of the squad ahead stepped out some people and put a row of heavy weapons on the bridgehead. A minute later, the gunfire shattered the silence of the night and plowed the area between the house and the bridge. The explosion was so violent that I imagined that it even exploded in places where ammunition did not fall, and the smoke quickly blocked the view.

"Cautious and not wrong." Billy's usual expression lit a cigarette beside him.

I just feel that my heart is beating violently with the dense explosion. My arm was touched, and I turned my head reflexively, it turned out that Zhen Jiang handed me the cigarette.

"Don't be afraid, Achuan." She said: "No netizen can stop us."

I'm not afraid, just a little nervous. However, I did not speak at Ranwen.com, took the cigarette, and lit it on her lighter. After taking a few breaths, the mood gradually calmed down.

After the smoke was blown away by the night wind, we began to cross the bridge. The squad that arrived on the other side moved along the crater, orderly covering from both sides. This time, there was no further sniping. The target house is much smaller than the farmhouse on the mountain, with only two floors, surrounded by a crooked fence. We were arranged to hide in the rear, and according to plan, the 1e team began to operate. A total of eight of them, overturned the fence from the side of the house without the windows of the Ranwen Fiction Net, carefully lowered their bodies, and came to the door by the wall.

They stopped by the door for a while. After silent communication, one kicked the main door hard, flashing to the side at the next moment, the gunshot suddenly sounded, a row of bullets shot out from behind the door, and the fire flashed behind the window glass, reflecting some Silhouette. This blind shooting did not hurt anyone, and soon stopped. The members of the 1e team threw the grenade in for the first time.

Someone in the house exclaimed that there was another violent explosion, and then a thick cloud of smoke poured out from the main entrance. Obviously, the 1e team had thrown smoke bombs before.

The people in the room choked violently. They pushed open the window, and the muzzle was also exposed outside the window with the diffuse smoke. The members of the va1e squad hiding under the window suddenly stood up, grabbed the gun barrel and dragged those people out, killing them one by one, the action was clean and neat. Before the enemies in the room fired again, they were hidden again. Just then, several small objects flew out of the window.

The sound of gunshots rang beside me, and Billy shot suddenly. At the same time, gunfire also sounded in the direction of the other teams, and the objects that flew out of the window bounced back and exploded again.

It was a grenade, which was counterattacked by several sharpshooters similar to Billy. I certainly have this ability, but because of lack of experience and lack of understanding, I was unable to respond in the first place.

"!" Than blows the muzzle.

The people in the room seemed to have been hit quite hard, and they fell silent for a while. The team of 1e threw something again, and the room suddenly lit up. The smoke that had not been completely dispersed was illuminated colorfully, but there was no shadow or voice. The 1e squad members immediately pulled down their gas masks and penetrated.

Immediately afterwards came the sporadic gunshots from the house, and the sound of turning over the cabinet and the cabinet. Soon, seven people hurried out.

"There is a bomb, leave ten meters!" I heard them say so.

The people hiding behind the fence immediately retreated behind them a distance.

"Can it be lifted?" Asked the fire.

"Trying. Damn it!" The respondent fell off his hat fiercely, "was put together."

"It seems to be stepping into a trap." Billy shrugged at me and said, "Some things can't be avoided without preparation."

I couldn't help worrying about the people who fell in the room to dismantle the bomb.

"Don't worry, worrying is useless." Billy said, smoking a cigarette. "The guy who demolitions the bomb, I know, is an expert in this field. It takes a little luck at this time ..."

His words were not finished yet. The roar of the disaster immediately swept through the house. Expansive flames spewed out from the main entrance and windows, and the whole house burned violently. The scorching waves beat my face, and Billy's expression froze.

When I reacted, it seemed that I was munching on the ice, and a cold tingled my nerves, and I felt the martial arts. The Holy King made the holy king, and he killed the god, the throne, the night, and the **** throne. Night kill **** god seal throne begging for the auspicious nineth heaven strongest abandoned the young Da Zhou royalty martial Qian Kun will night kill **** god seal throne beg for the strongest abandoning the young big week royal clan for the night to kill the **** god seal Moao Shijiutian's strongest abandoned the harshness of the young Zhou Dynasty to this battlefield.

Less than ten minutes after the battle began, we lost an experienced veteran.

I thought I had to wait for the flame to extinguish before I could move, but the sound of the water behind me suddenly became intense, and I couldn't help looking towards the river bank. I saw the river soaring under the traction of a natural force. What a shocking scene, a water dragon at least five meters thick, fell on the burning house along the path of the rainbow.

After a few breaths, the flame was suppressed and gradually extinguished. The steaming water enveloped the whole house, and members of the 1e team rushed in for the first time. Their violent reaction gave me the illusion that the team member who fell into the trap might be alive. But after a while, the expression on the face of the person who came out to express safety was stiff, telling me that it was indeed an illusion.

They found the organ, where the explosives were originally buried, the slate had been exploded, revealing an iron plate, and after opening it was an elevator that could accommodate more than a dozen people. The furnishings in the room were destroyed. The burnt walls around them were dark. The still hot air was filled with the irritating smell of fire and ammunition, making my nose and throat very uncomfortable.

This time it was our turn to play forward. Billy took me and Zhenjiang to cross the crowd. Because the lift was spacious enough, we also entered the Knife Squad with us, adding up to a total of ten people.

"Be careful."

In the call for fire escape, member 6 of the Knife Squad continued to jump into the elevator. When Billy also went down, Zhenjiang and I also jumped down. There was a solid touch on the soles of the feet, a little vibration and clanging echoes that made people feel a little uneasy. After pressing the control button, the sudden sense of falling made people feel like this is another trap.

Our luck is better than that of the 1e squad. The enemy does not do anything on the elevator in the literary novel network. It may be that we are eager to let us enter the urn.

Everyone was silent during the descent. I heard my own heartbeat, the mechanical buzzing sound was very depressed, and the enclosed environment was hard and cold, which made me feel that I was gradually falling into a nightmare.

Is it possible to wake up? Or die in a nightmare.

The elevator cushioned and stood still, and everyone was nervous and raised their muzzles one after another. I walked to the middle of the front and blocked the suitcase as a shield in front of me. Zhenjiang followed me behind me, and I felt that she was holding my dress like a little girl.

A ray of light leaked through the opening of the door.

My heart gradually lifted, banging.

The door of the elevator was finally fully opened.

What greeted us was a huge and empty domed hall, with a row of black holes in front of it, and more than a hundred soldiers from the Fandogs lined up. The first row was lying on the ground, with a heavy machine gun in front of him, the second row was half kneeling and the rifle was raised, there were people carrying rocket launchers on both sides, and the third row was standing with a submachine gun.

Almost as soon as I could see them clearly, there were cold orders immediately before and behind me.

"shooting!"

Skim! I grabbed Zhen Jiang's hand.

The first time the flame of the muzzle flashed, Minecraft became completely slow. A high aisle spread in front of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com. After exiting the elevator, he turned right and circled to the back of the enemy array. Zhenjiang and I drove in a world where time and space were distorted. The flow of Moire energy was faster and clearer than when we first used it. I do n’t know how fast I am, but it must be faster than a bullet. I saw the bullet slowly flying out of the gun barrel, the front and back of the ripple trajectory staggered in the middle, and even many warheads collided together, constantly deforming and deflecting.

When I arrived behind the Fangou forces, the bullets didn't even reach the elevator.

Zhenjiang's chain saw turned high, and I took her to move along the enemy's array. The horizontal chain saw cut like tofu, cutting off the head of the enemy who shot in the second row and half kneeling, and cut the waist with the enemy in the last row. Break.

Dunking out of the world, the dense gunshots rang loudly. Although the enemy's firepower is very fierce, but strangely, an invisible wall closes the front door of the elevator. Fang Dao stood in the elevator with open eyes, opened his palms, and completely resisted the gun with common sense.

The bullets condensed within a meter of them.

I turned around and pressed the mechanism, the sliding cover on the side of the suitcase opened, and storm-like fire spewed out from the honeycomb-shaped gun hole, sweeping towards the soldiers who were lying on the ground and shooting.