12. Meeting, Dance Party (46)
"What kind of monster is that?!You can't die with a knife, and you can't die with fire!" "I'm trying to use the freezing technique right now, but I can only slow down a little bit......
"More than half of the third shift is lost, ask for backup!"
"The seventh shift is out of contact, send someone to confirm the situation!"
"The left-wing barrage is too thin, what are those guys doing?!"
"The musketeers report that the barrel has overheated and is unable to maintain the density of fire!"
Bad news came one after another, and men in military uniforms stood in a row at a long table with frowns on the open space that temporarily served as a command post. At the other end of the long table, Walsingham, who had always been steady and shrewd, was also haggard, and his complexion, which was not very healthy, was now shrouded in a layer of lead ash, and his harsh face revealed deep anxiety and irritation.
Anyone can understand the gaffe of the Secretary General of State at this moment, after all, everyone present is even more unbearable, and they have already been dizzy after suffering a series of sudden blows, and they are not crying and shouting at this moment to ask other powerful departments to ask "for the sake of the same Queen, pull a brother". It is already a reflection of the excellent qualities honed by strict training on weekdays and frequent response to various emergencies.
But a few bright spots could not help to undo the change in the situation, the soldiers were devoured, and the news that the aliens broke through a certain line of defense still came one after another.
"Let the troops retreat to the perimeter and set up defenses, and order the magician team to start chanting 'Plug the Wall' to isolate and seal off the area where the monsters are entrenched!"
"Compliance...... Yes!"
After a slight hesitation, Waldo gritted his teeth and passed the order.
The monster's ability to hunt for enemies and move faster is beyond imagination. In battle, often without waiting for the soldiers to form a formation, the alien will rush into the center of the team to fuse and prey. Even if you can form a formation and attack in time, the effect on monsters is very limited.
With the terrifying ability to regenerate, monsters that had been burned, frostbitten, and slashed were quickly able to recover and start the action again. Even if it is blown to pieces, the small pieces of meat can still move independently, and due to the smaller size, the concealment and flexibility are greatly improved, but the fusion ability is not affected in the slightest. Many soldiers were inadvertently stuck with slices of meat. Miserably assimilated and absorbed.
So far. The top priority is no longer how to destroy the aliens, the priority is to stop the spread of the aliens, once these monsters rush into the streets of Rundinum, it will not take half a day. The entire capital will become a world of these monsters.
"The third stanza of 'Plug Wall' is coming to an end. The rifle company and the fourth magician squad have accelerated their retreat operations! There is no need to wait for those who are too late to retreat!"
"Yes!"
The communication gem sent a heartbroken response from the field commander. The tragic and heavy air spread at the scene, and the footsteps of the heralds and the silent busyness of the medical guards added to the sad atmosphere.
No one questioned the order.
It is cruel to abandon your subordinates. However, from the standpoint that every move can affect the fate of others, in the face of heavy decisions, it is impossible to put the entire capital and the country on the verge of destruction in order to take care of the lives of a few people, as well as their personal reputation and private feelings. Even if you abandon your subordinates and humanity, you must prevent an alien from slipping away from the Lundinumta.
The blue curtain of light slowly descended, and amid the screams of the last of the martyrs, the xenomorph and the tower of collapse were shrouded in a spherical wall of light, and in order to prevent the xenomorph from digging through the ground and escaping, the light curtain went deep underground.
Countless tentacles tried to impact the light curtain in search of new sacrifices, only to hear a series of loud crackling sounds, and a spark was stirred up inside the light curtain, and the tentacles scorched by the lightning were scattered all over the ground, and the scorched black squirming with green smoke returned to the main body. After tasting the bitterness, the xenomorph army hesitated to stop in front of the light curtain and ceased to move. The soldiers who witnessed this scene let out a long sigh, and some of them even cheered loudly in some unsteady terms.
Thankfully, this group of damn monsters has finally stopped!
Just when the people, including Walsingham, breathed a sigh of relief, no one knew that a fierce life-and-death chase was unfolding more than ten meters deep beneath their feet.
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Who launched the attack on Lundinyum Tower?
This question is not a problem for Roland at all. Albion had many enemies who had dreamed of destroying them, and it was impossible to deduce who had done it from motives alone, but as far as he knew, there were only a few people in the whole world who were capable of carrying out such an attack, and the most capable of them happened to be in Rundinium.
This was only an inference of the method of elimination, and it was the impact itself that really convinced him of who did it.
The deviation of the angle of impact, the kinetic energy of the defensive array, the location of the impact, the limitation of the spread of the shock wave - when so many coincidences come together, it is difficult to believe that there is no human calculation and interference. And the ...... that can achieve this kind of precise calculation Needless to say, you know who it is?
The question is, why do you do this?
That guy also has moments when he seems to have a whim at first glance, but if you look closely, it is in the same vein as the overall strategic plan, so you can also judge some future trends.
However, this time, no matter how you look at it, it is too much and fundamentally contradicts the strategy of "maintaining the status quo and avoiding unnecessary disputes as much as possible". What the hell is going on? Is it Charlemagne's side that is going on?
The only way to know the truth was to ask him - with that in mind, Roland dived into the depths of the sewers of Lundinium.
Since the impact deliberately reduced its power, it is likely that it was a camouflage to divert the line of sight, and at the same time to prevent interference.
-- Prevent interference with the search for jewelry.
It is precisely because the jewellery is indeed located in the Lundinum Tower that the scope of damage caused by the impact is precisely controlled. If the jewelry is not here, it can be made more exaggerated, attracting more city defense troops to come here, and act calmly in the real treasure place.
If the above inference is true, then after such a big incident, the only place in this Lundinum Tower that allows him to calmly start his treasure hunt is the sewers.
The smell of sewers fills the nasal passages, and in addition to the smell of all kinds of garbage and excrement produced by daily life, there is also a certain stench that can trigger physiological fear.
It was the smell of rotting flesh, or the unique smell of corpses in the process of human flesh decaying, the strong odor scratched the mucous membranes of the nasal cavity, the throat tingled for bursts, and even the eyes felt a burning irritation. A swollen arm caught glimpse in the corner of the field of vision, and the stomach pouch churned as more corpses were pulled out of the darkness by the illumination.
If it weren't for the fact that he had already experienced an environment full of corpses and stench, I'm afraid Roland would have vomited it. Judging from the number of corpses and the decomposing Cheng dรน, these corpses have been discarded here for quite a long time, and it is clear where the corpses came from when they are linked to the householder connected by this sewer.
"Let's go to the crematorium once in a while, or come down and unblock the pipes!"
Whispering a whisper, Roland suddenly stopped.
On the moss-covered walls, there was a fresh scratch of scratch off the walls, the size and shape of which resembled the palm of a human hand. If you listen closely, there seems to be a splash of footsteps in the depths of the pipe.
Lundinum has not yet begun formal urban redevelopment work, and the city's sewerage network should remain on the drawing board. And this pipeline, which is specially used to dispose of corpses, so that no one collects them, washes down the pipeline into the Thames and flows all the way to the sea, to say the least, has been under construction for decades. In order to prevent corpses from clogging the pipes, it was built quite widely, and it was just below the Lundinum Tower......
As a hiding place, there is no more ideal blind spot.
"Hit the bull's-eye, ......"
With a wry smile, the boy ran again, like a bow and arrow flying towards his target, and ran wildly towards the depths of the pipe without looking back. (To be continued......)