The strongest tactical maid absolutely refuses to serve

"Let me think about it, where will the 'indigenous' go next? It will probably move towards the exit! Another order is issued, all exits will be under martial law, and no entry or exit is allowed. If you see people other than ours , directly open..."

click-

A crisp safety clip popped up, instantly reaching the ears of everyone present.

Bishop Edward and the others collectively looked towards the source of the sound, and saw that under the removed corpse, something similar to an "ostrich egg" rolled out. Most importantly, it was still smoking.

"Damn it! My lord bishop! It's a grenade! Everyone hurry up... eh? My lord bishop, this is..."

A masked man standing beside Bishop Edward was about to turn around and run away, but was grabbed by the collar with a hand and lifted up in the air like a chicken.

"Ah! This is just a fragment. I borrowed your head for my lord!"

"Ah! Don't—"

thump--

Bishop Edward pressed the masked man onto the F1 grenade with one hand, and the grenade exploded in the next second. Countless fragments were blocked by the masked man with his body and tactical equipment, and the others were fine.

This masked man also died well. He massacred so many people during his lifetime, and was forcibly used as a human shield by his compatriots when he died. Isn't it ironic?

"Master Bishop, James..."

"Oh? So his name is James? Well... a good name."

With his foot, Bishop Edward turned the face of the masked man named "James" over, with a mask of "I'm so sad" hanging on his face, and said eccentrically.

"It's a pity that he died on the spot without the injection of serum, and there is no chance of resurrection after death. However, it is his blessing to dedicate himself to the Lord. He should learn to be 'grateful'. Take him down for a good burial. It was cremated."

"Yes, Bishop... eh? Why does it smell like cigarettes?"

"Huh? Does it smell like smoke?"

Bishop Edward turned to look at the masked man behind him, and his face changed drastically in the next second.

Because on the wall behind the masked man, that is, on the gray tiles above the gate, an explosive package was placed there at some point.

It is smoking now, probably because it didn't explode directly when it came in before, so I didn't find it...

And now...it seems to be about to explode.

"Damn 'native lady', damn it."

One second before the white light covered the interrogation room, looking at the sparkling explosive package, Bishop Edward said so.

…………

BOOMMMM——

Like a landslide, after a violent explosion sounded from the corridor behind "Ruoyu", almost the whole base trembled three times, and the lights above the head also stopped for several seconds, but soon came back to life. Power was restored.

"Huh... three minutes one 14 seconds, the reaction is quite fast, it seems that he is indeed a difficult opponent!"

In a utility room in a corridor, "Ruoyu" pushed open the iron door and squatted out. When the explosion came, she hid in instantly to avoid being affected by the explosion.

But as far as the current situation in the corridor is concerned, it seems that she is worrying too much.

"It is estimated that they should search for me in the whole lair. I have to find their headquarters quickly, and then go to the warehouse to defend, otherwise it will be troublesome!"

"Ruoyu" said to herself, she knew that if she didn't move a little faster, it would become a "sandwich" situation.

Although cucumbers are very popular among girls, "Ruoyu" doesn't want to be a cucumber sandwiched in a "sandwich". It tastes bad if it is tightly sandwiched between two sides.

"Cough... I thought I could ask some questions, but I didn't expect to say nothing, and even resisted! What a pity—"

"Ruoyu" looked at the dead body on the ground with its neck cut open. It was the masked man that "Ruoyu" subdued with a dagger before. He shook his head helplessly and could only lick his bag with tears in his eyes.

This time, he just took away all the explosives on his body, including three M67 grenades and a remote control C4. The HK417 precision marksman rifle and the Glock magazine are not compatible, so "Ruoyu" didn't take it. He could have returned the bullets. , but now there is not enough time.

"There is also a high-power electronic telescope, it seems to be a sniper... huh? This is... I am not dead!"

"Ruoyu" searched, and suddenly found a stack of paper in the jacket pocket of the masked man. It seemed that something was drawn with crooked lines on it. It was so abstract that no one specifically People who have learned it can't understand it at all.

"So I'm here now? The base is built underground, and the insulation layer is still in the bushes. No wonder the satellites can't be found, but it's easy to handle now... Thank you, bad uncle sniper! "

After memorizing the front and back of the map within a few seconds, "Ruoyu" put the map into the pocket of the school uniform skirt. Her students have all learned this kind of place.

The old saying in Huaguo is still true-"Like a teacher, there must be a disciple".

"I'm in C3 now. The command room and storeroom are in C2. There are three intersections in C1 leading to the ground. If I'm not mistaken, my current position is just below the command room."

"Ruoyu" said decisively, and the structural diagram of the base kept appearing in his mind.

This kind of partition layer is actually not thick, and it mainly tends to prevent collapse, so if explosives are placed on the ceiling above the head, maybe... it can directly blow the ceiling open?

In an instant, a crazy plan was conceived in the brain of "Ruoyu".

As for the bomb depot, in fact, one grenade or one bullet is enough. Now that I have so many explosives on my body, even if I use them all here, what does it matter?

"Hey! Senior, sometimes you are really right!"

Holding a bundle of adhesive tape, two dynamite packs and a remote control C4 "Ruoyu", just like Alice, he showed a happy smile.

"We Hua people are born with a fear of insufficient firepower, so... we are naturally born to be big bombers! Sure enough, explosions are the real art! Hehehehahahaha——"

Chapter 61 Return to Enemy Headquarters - Demolition Six

"Cough...cough..."

In the bombed-out interrogation room, a violent cough came from under the ruins made of rubble, and many small cement blocks fell, pounding on the dusty corridor superior.

thump--

A bloody hand covered in gray powder suddenly pushed out from the pile of rubble at this moment, and a large piece of broken brick was shaken away, and a gray-faced Albion crawled out from inside.

It was obvious that his upper body clothes had been torn apart by the explosion, and the remaining corners of his clothes were also deeply scorched black.

But his strong chest muscles still exist, and a "T"-shaped abdominal muscle is still well attached there, and his skin looks shiny, just like a bodybuilder. It didn't hurt at all.

"Are they all dead? What a bunch of useless trash."

Bishop Edward stood up, patted the dust on his chest muscles with his hands, and looked back contemptuously at those masked people with only one head exposed, or only one hand visible outside the pile of rubble, without any sympathy in his heart ripple.

A person will die only because he is too useless to be an "evolutionary", let alone an "apocalypse".

But these wastes can die for "Master Lord", in fact, they are not "born as human beings, I'm sorry", at least there is still a little value in death.

But it's still a pity. After all, with so many manpower missing all of a sudden, the search and arrest work is a bit difficult.It's just that it doesn't matter, as long as the "female aborigine" is still in this base, it can't escape.

Thinking of this, the corners of Bishop Edward's mouth turned up, and he looked at the masked boy's body on the ground with a knowing smile. After searching through the rubble for a while, he found a good walkie-talkie and switched to his own communication channel.

"I am your lord bishop. The command room received an answer. Have you found any traces of that 'female aborigine'?"

"Zizizi...Report to the bishop, this is the command room...Zizizizizi...We haven't found that 'indigenous' figure yet...Zizizi..."

There was a burst of noise from the intercom. It may be due to some damage to the machinery caused by the explosion just now, or it may be due to signal interference. In short, Bishop Edward feels that the noise is particularly serious. It seems that after the equipment is repaired, it needs to be used again. "Cloud device" communication is right.

"Then hurry up and look for it! Don't talk about it, Rory!"

Bishop Edward cursed into the intercom, and continued.

"There are so many surveillance cameras in the base, why didn't it be photographed? Don't tell me that you are lazy, be careful that you will be used as the next experiment, and there are still a few 'natives' left to serve as servants."

"Although this kind of thing is not popular here, the doctor's place...hehehe! He can't wait to have more!"

"Yes! Your Excellency Bishop. Let's investigate more seriously! Zizizi..."

In the command room of the underground base, more than a dozen men in black were sitting in front of the big screen or their respective computers, checking the surveillance cameras around the base.

No matter how hard they searched one by one, they couldn't find "Ruoyu", that is, the "native woman" in the mouth of their bishop.

Coupled with the explosion downstairs just now, it seems that many surveillance systems have failed, and now almost only half of the surveillance in C3 area can be used.

However, they have arranged personnel to guard the intersections from C3 to C2 with guns, and now that the bishop is in C3, it is estimated that the "female aborigine" will be caught soon, right?

Can she still pass through walls?Although there is indeed such a legend as the "Wall Piercing Technique" in the Huaguo region of their world, how is that possible?A living person walks through a wall?Is this open?How about another bullet through the wall?Shrink your head?Let's all come!

"Hey! Brother Tony. Where do you think the 'native woman' is now? Did she hide in a cardboard box and call her mother?"

In front of the electronic map table in the middle of the command room, two masked men holding tablets were joking there.

Don't worry too much about this kind of thing, this is C2, the battle location is C3, and it is estimated that the "female aborigine" now doesn't know the specific situation of this base, maybe she is still lost downstairs!

"Ah! That's right, brother Peter. Maybe there is such a possibility! After all, they are just 'natives', and they can't make much trouble! And there is the bishop there."

The masked man named "Tony" said cheerfully, looked up at the big screen, and pointed his finger at the screen.

"Peter, look there. Now the entire exit from C3 to C2 is blocked by us. There will be a large number of search teams going down to search. How long do you think the 'female aborigine' can last?"

"It will be back to normal in half an hour at most! Ah--so sleepy! It will be dawn soon, why don't Razel and the others come to take over the shift? It's already this time."

"Yeah! It's too difficult for Donny and the others... But thanks to this 'native woman' who can dance, it's no wonder Her Majesty will come here in person. By the way, Brother Tony, do you know that?"

"That? Tell me clearly!"

"Don't tell anyone!"

Peter leaned closer to Tony's ear and whispered.

"I heard that the queen has requested a room with a double bed this time. Maybe something exciting will happen. Do you know that?"

"What? What else? Why don't I know?"

"Hey! Keep your voice down, don't let others hear you. I heard that Her Majesty has a new servant recently. She looks only about 16 years old at most. She is very young. Maybe she has reserved a bed for her."

"Oh my God! Is Her Majesty the Queen about to cheat? Obviously only the Lord can sleep in her bed, why today... ah..."

"That's why it's so exciting! Do you want to install a surveillance camera? This way you don't need to solve the problem at night with the Dragon Fist."

"Forget it! I still want to live for a few more years! Keep looking for the trace of the 'female native', don't think about such things!"

"Isn't it? We are C2 here, can it break the ceiling and come up? Then we all..."

BOOMMMMM——

After the next second, a burst of violent sparks bloomed from under the electronic map, engulfing the entire map instrument in a sea of ​​flames in an instant.

The masked man named Tony just wanted to call Peter a crow's mouth, but before his words were squeezed out of his trachea, scorching flames poured in from his mouth, instantly piercing through his internal organs, severing every cell in his body. devoured.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Flowing flames suddenly flowed in the entire command room. Countless sharp shrapnel scattered into the scorching air, causing countless holes to appear on the originally smooth walls, and the LCD screen became colorful, and some of them continued to flicker. There was a terrible spark.

At this time, the masked people in the command room were dead and wounded, and almost none of them were intact.

It can be said that there are very few people who are able to continue to stand up and resist. Most of the masked people who are still panting have internal injuries from the explosion. Although they will heal themselves in a few minutes, justice will not give their time.

"Hey-"

At this moment, a voice like a god of death came into the ears of all the masked people present.

Obviously that voice sounded so pleasant, and it was clearly made by a lovely and pitiful girl, but in their eyes today, it was clearly a soul song from hell, a prelude to the arrival of the messengers from hell.

"Okay, is this here? Ah... I knew I would have put less explosives, but it's just right, and there are still equipment available."

The "Reaper" in the skin of a girl slowly climbed up from the blasted floor. It seemed that every word she said was implying their hourglass of life, and how long it would take for the last grain to flow out. fine sand.

"Ah? So there are still living 'Bad Shushu' here? I thought they were all blown up! As expected, we need to add a little more explosives next time, so... goodbye!"

Bah blah blah——

After the masked people saw a burst of gorgeous fireworks fading, the fine sand carrying time also dropped its last grain, and it was also the moment when their sinful life finally came to an end.

The communists don't believe in the existence of gods, but even if the gods do exist, they must not forgive the sins of these people, right?

"Okay, capture enemy headquarters - done!"

click-

"Ruoyu" said while looking around while changing the submachine gun magazine.

I didn't expect it to be quite simple. It seems that the fighting gene passed down from generation to generation in the blood of Hua people is not blown out.

If you want to talk about who is the real "fighting nation", it may be our "Oriental dragon species".

One thing to know is that the earliest military book in the world was also written by us Chinese, and the communist "war theory" was not written by us Chinese?

"The law of the ancestors can be changed, but the craftsmanship of the old predecessors must not be lost! Li Desheng came out of the Dongfanghong Sun Sublimation Kingdom..."

"Ruoyu" hummed a brisk little song, showed a dangerous smile and walked to the large screen that was still usable despite sparks.

Moved the keyboard below, and quickly pressed a few keys, "Ruoyu" showed a satisfied smile on his slightly flushed face.

Now it's done, the wide-area signal has been sent successfully, and now we just need to wait for rescue.

It seems that the previous efforts were not in vain. It is really embarrassing to use the dead body to raise the height, and then grab the steel bar with bare hands to play "pull-ups". Girls' hands are very delicate, and it would be ugly if they were scratched!