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Ten seconds later, the fighting stopped, and the soldiers of the Fangou unit in the hall stepped out of the elevator, and the frustrated knife himself took out the walkie-talkie to report the battle situation to the upper peak, and only said "cleaned up". The members who had safely entered the hall scattered to check their surroundings, and Frustration and Billy walked straight towards me and Mae.

"Well done, just do it." The knife tapped me on the shoulder, and then went to check the passage ahead.

Billy crouched beside the corpses of the soldiers, picking and sorting through their weapons, finally lifting a heavy machine gun, draping two bullet chains over his shoulders, then picking up a dog-legged knife, searching for the soldiers killed by the bullets, and cutting off their heads with a wave of his hand.

"Don't be stupid and stand there, come and help." He cut off three heads and shouted at me.

"What?" He mean, let me go and cut off the heads of the other corpses too? I immediately guessed more possibilities. The guy who was stopped by Tomie and cut off his head should have died simply, but if he was killed by a bullet, he might become a zombie after a while.

"We're going to stay here for a while, and if these guys turn into zombies, we're going to be in trouble." Billy said, "Haven't you encountered it?" Zombies are not difficult to clean up, but the more they eat their companions, they have a chance to become more powerful. ”

"I see." I pulled out my dagger and walked over to him, following his example and splitting the corpses, "Will they turn into monsters?" ”

"Maybe." Billy swings his knife leisurely and neatly, "But I haven't seen anything that powerful." This is an important base for the enemy, and it is hard to guarantee that there will be some special means of using this residue. ”

Billy and I finished disposing of the corpses, and looking back at the area, our eyes were full of broken corpses, as well as flowing blood and internal organs, and the strong smell of fishiness was disgusting. The thought of staying in this human slaughterhouse for a long time made me feel gloomy. I didn't resist physically, but psychologically I was shocked. I handled all this qiē, and I and Mae single-handedly turned these living people into pieces of meat.

The eyes of the others swept over, and there was no trace of surprise and resistance at all, and that indifferent look proved that they had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, but it made people's hearts tremble. Their appearance made me feel that in this world, there is not much difference between the dead and the living.

This is the battlefield of the Security Agency, an anomalous world that feels unreal.

In 1999, what will the world look like after the end comes? I can't imagine that even if I have seen similar descriptions in many fantasy works, it seems to me that it will not be more shocking than the one in front of me.

For me, the end has begun. I tried to stop it before it became stricter, but at this moment, the excitement began to cool. I tried to convince myself that I could do it, only to find that a huge net that I could not see was gradually closing and trying to tie me up, and the more I struggled, the more painful and desperate I became.

There is no doubt that if hell is, it seems to be here.

If thinking can't get out of it, then thinking itself is torture, and I try to silence the clutter in my head. I desperate for a touch of warmth and solace, and I searched for Mae, only to find her crouching beside the corpse, like a little girl who had never seen the world, fiddling with the limbs and internal organs with an ignorant and curious look, and even picking up the blood with her fingers, putting it in her mouth, and letting out a string of nervous laughter.

The noise in my brain suddenly became louder, and my left eyeball began to ache.

"Are you alright? Your face is not very good. Billy said, "You have to get used to it quickly." ”

"You know what? Billy. I squeezed my left eyeball hard with the palm of my hand and said to him, "Now I'd rather go back to the apocalyptic realm, which is like heaven compared to here." ”

Billy followed my gaze towards Mae and said, "Ah...... I think so too. Are you really sure Bt is okay? ”

"It's fine."

I walked over to Mae and dragged her up. Her face was cold even when she laughed, and the look at me with a strange brilliance made my arms sweat. I knew she wasn't in her right mind at this point, and I couldn't blame her, just wipe the blood off her lips and take her away from these fresh, mutilated corpses.

"Don't eat those things." I said to her.

"It's beautiful." Mae replied.

"You like the sight?" I asked.

Although I am not a psychiatrist, I hope to be able to get to the bottom of her mind through a conversation. It is inevitable that we will continue to live with Mae in the future. I thought maybe I should give up my dream of becoming a power engineer and study psychology.

"It's ...... Familiar. Mae gnawed on his nails and suddenly looked restless, "Where have I seen it, yes, I must have seen it, where is it?" That taste......"

Maybe it's in the madhouse, after all, she escaped from the Doomsday Shinrikyo cadre training center, and since those people used the mental hospital as a cover, they must have done some miserable things in private.

I thought so, but Mae muttered, "Mom...... I'm with Agawa, yes, I'm in my mother's belly. ”

Her mind began to get confused again. My attempt failed, and her symptoms were even harsher than I had imagined.

"Don't think about it, Ajiang, don't think about it." I hugged her, "You're not there, you're by my side." ”

Mae's body slowly relaxed, and finally quieted down, turning back to a trance and calm. I sat in the corner with her and let her head rest on my shoulder.

Members of the Frustration Squad gather in front of Frustration to report the results of their search to her. The door to the elevator opened and closed, and the other members of the team came down one after another.

When those people saw the Shura field in front of them, they didn't blink either, even Dorothy, the youngest among them, there was no difference. I think that I am still different from them, and such an unsociable idea has made me feel better.

Some of them stayed quietly, while others joined the alert until the commander went off and walked out of the elevator with four men. One of them had met before, Mr. Ikaruga with a meticulous attitude and an assistant atmosphere, and they brought two boxes.

The elevator door closed again behind them, and I saw that the commander seemed to have something to say, so I pulled Mae up and walked towards them. Suddenly, there was a loud noise at the elevator, which startled everyone, and they all went on guard in that direction. An unusual silence followed, with a faint metallic sound bursting from the silence.

He strode to the door of the elevator, listened for a moment, drew his knife and inserted it into the crack of the door, and pried the door open. When I looked at the object behind the door, I immediately realized that we were trapped. It was a pile of distorted metal, a machine suspected to be an electric motor, and coils and loops of ropes, blue sparks occasionally splashing, and the ropes twitched against the wall.

"A total of sixteen monitors have been found, and they have been destroyed." Frustration spoke first, her voice not loud, but clear in the silence, "But there should be more." The intelligence of this place is very high, and it was not built temporarily. ”

"It's okay." "There are many ways to get out, and the top priority at the moment is to complete the mission. ”

He beckoned someone to help him open the box and work together to bring out a strange device. The pedestal resembles a radio transmitter, but in addition to the dial, there is an antenna, an amplifier and a glass cover on top. The most wonderful thing is that the substance in the glass cover does not remove anything, but is suspended in mid-air, constantly radiating electrostatic arcs of light to the surroundings.

"What's that?" I asked Billy.

"I'm asking you a question." Billy asked, "If the enemy is as strong as you are, but smarter than you, how can you defeat him?" ”

"Let him make mistakes, or wait for him to get sick." I know my answer is in the right place, and in fact, I have never encountered such an enemy.

"He's smarter than you." Billy said, "He can think of anything he can think of." ”

The misfire begins to adjust the instrument.

The only thing where the enemy is stronger than himself is in his intelligence...... I suddenly came to a strange but more appropriate conclusion.

"Did you think of it?" Billy's eyes sharpened as he looked at the instrument, "The answer is, make the enemy as stupid as you are, or worse." ”

"Everybody is ready to hit." He glanced at us and said, "It's going to be a little uncomfortable." ”

With that, he pressed the red switch on the instrument.

In an instant, the light in the glass cover shone brightly, and an indescribably strange sound sounded around the instrument. I don't know if it's an illusion, the air and the ground are trembling. The twisted ripples spread out in the blink of an eye, through our bodies. I felt a wave of nausea, as if I had a high fever, and the ground seemed to be softening, like standing on the waves.

When I almost fell, Mae reached out and held me up. I opened my mouth to speak, but I almost vomited, so I quickly closed my mouth and swallowed the saliva back. At this moment, there was a sound of vomiting from people around, and all but a few people were pale.

The anomalous scene came and went as quickly as possible, the light in the glass cover suddenly extinguished, the radioactive material suspended in it completely disappeared, and the indescribable sound completely subsided. I still felt nauseous, but my strengthened body began to adjust itself and recover faster than most.

"Achuan?" Mae stared at me intently.

"Much better." I say.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"Don't you feel bad?" I asked rhetorically.

"Not at all." Mae replied, "It's just a little noisy, I don't like it." ”

"I don't like it either." I straightened up and said.

At this time, most of the members came back and complained.

"What the hell is this?"

"It's like a pulse."

"What's it for? It doesn't cause tumors to grow in the body, does it? I don't want to die young! ”

"I think it can kill tumors, but it can also kill your lymph and brain cells."

Misfire had already opened another box with Turtledove, beckoning the captains of each squad to go up and collect supplies. When Billy returned, he handed out to me and Mae a sci-fi style one-sided headset with a brown lens and three small buttons that protruded slightly. When this thing is inserted into the pinna, it creates a suction force, which fits so firmly that it will not fall off even if you exercise vigorously.

After a while, the sound of a misfire came from the headphones.

"The pulse just now has paralyzed most of the equipment in this place, but there may still be remnants, and some special machines will also have defensive devices, so don't take it lightly. We don't have much time, we have to divide our troops to search, and after dispersing, we can communicate with this device, in addition, using the three control buttons on the outside, we can also draw maps, lock targets, and estimate combat effectiveness, which everyone is familiar with. ”

Everyone began to adjust their communication devices as he spoke, and it was not a difficult device to use, as long as they had some experience with computers, they could quickly get started. In fact, this communication device is more powerful than the simple description of a misfire.

After setting the habit, all the scenes that appear in the field of vision of the right eye are in a faint brown color, and according to the user's own will, the locked objects will be traced along the outline with red edges, and a number of jù will be generated, including length, width and height, weapon hints, the lethal point of the creature, and the number of combat power jù. When using a weapon in your hand, a green crosshair will move with your body's movements, and will turn red when the crosshair and fatal point coincide.

This kind of consciousness technology is obviously beyond the level of real technology, and it must be the legacy of the Ruling Bureau.

It seems to be a new product, and with the exception of the fire and the turtledove, everyone seems curious to observe the others through the installation. They, presumably, like me, tried the most about the combat effectiveness estimation system.

"Don't rely too much on the valuation of combat effectiveness, you are all battle-hardened warriors, and you should know that the number of jù cannot determine victory or defeat when fighting." "It may deprive you of any hope of survival," he warned in a deep voice. ”

It is almost unimaginable to measure a person's level of ability completely accurately. Since this number jù is called valuation, it cannot even be used as a reliable parameter when making judgments. I was thinking about the impact of this number on myself while looking for people I was familiar with.

Misfire, combat power estimate: 1500

Turtledove, combat power estimate: 1300

AI, combat power estimate: 1000

Ballerina, Combat Power Estimate: 1050

Dorothy, Combat Power Estimate: 1200

Frustration Knife, Combat Power Estimate: 1370

Billy, Combat Effectiveness Estimate: 960

Then, I looked at Mae, who was not moving at all. She had put on her communication device, her drooping bangs covering her lenses, and she turned her head around with a strange sluggish movement, like an evil spirit looking for prey. When I met my gaze, not even the brown lenses could hide the extraordinarily dark and deep eyes, and I once again felt the malice that made me fall into an ice cave, like a poisonous snake wriggling on its back.

Cold and sharp, she came to her senses.

She had been awake a few times, but she would soon be in a trance, producing a degraded appearance, but this time I felt that she would no longer be in a daze and degenerate.

Zhenjiang, combat effectiveness estimate: 3800

I almost thought that something was wrong with the system, it was an unbelievable number, and in pure numbers, she who had only become a demon emissary the night before turned out to be the strongest human in this hall.

"What are you thinking? Achuan. Mae said.

I wondered, can humans really reach this level?

"What is my combat power valuation?" I asked her.

“1400。” Mae said: "It's really unreliable. ”

At this time, I felt a lot of eyes fall on us, and when I looked up, almost everyone showed shocked expressions, and they obviously saw the estimation of Mae's combat power.

“3…… 3800！？ Billy gasped, and everyone turned their heads to pay attention to the fire, "Fire, there can't be a problem with the device, right?" ”

"I've warned you...... Don't be superstitious about valuations. Before he could reply, Ikaruga spoke, he pushed the lens, and he could see that it was a habitual movement, without any undulating voice, as if there was nothing in this world that could move him, "The technology of this device has not been fully analyzed, we don't know what factors this value is derived from, in fact, in the early test, there have also been cases where the value is extremely high but was defeated by the light, for which we paid the price of at least ten tripolar demon pattern messengers." ”

"In other words, if you can't use this parameter effectively, then it's better not to use it at all, is that what you mean?" A man asked seriously.

"That's right, in this attack, the enemy's combat effectiveness is not clear, so this test product is assigned to everyone to use, so that you can be fully prepared in case of accidents. However, if this value is psychologically disturbing, it is better not to use it. ”

"I see." The man tinkered with the device for a while, seemingly turning off the combat power estimation function, and several others did the same.

Even so, in the gaze that looked at Mae, those stirring emotions were not completely eliminated.

"Any questions?" The sound of a fire off rings in my ears.

Silence is answering.

"Then let's get moving." "There are ten entrances in total, and each team is responsible for one, and they choose by themselves. ”

After speaking, he motioned to Ai: "You have few people, act with Team Billy, and don't forget your own mission." ”

"No problem." Ai put his index and middle fingers together, waved forward in a dashing manner at the corner of his forehead, turned his head to his comrades behind him and said, "Do you hear that?" They all cheered me up. ”

There were only five members of the AI team, three men and two women, three of whom were the guards we met when we first arrived at the farmhouse. Billy walked me and Mae over, and when we heard them discussing the installation of the timer, the team members nodded and said hello to us, and immediately took action, leaving only Ai to communicate with us.

There weren't many people left in the hall by this time, and most of the teams had already entered their chosen passages. It wasn't until there were only two of us left in the hall that the Ai team members finally finished placing the explosives. We briefly introduced ourselves to each other, and the four members of the AI team were: Particles, Matches, Flash, and Little Red Riding Hood. They are from Canada, Belgium, Germany and Finland.

"Let's take the lead, you take cover, ok?" Billy said to Ai et al.

"Don't worry, with this thing, anyone can become a sharpshooter." Little Red Riding Cycle, a female player from Finland, said.

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