In a dim basement on Pingan Street, Greyhound's hands left the keyboard and he let out a long sigh.
After more than ten hours of fighting, his spirit was already on the verge of collapse, and his clothes were already soaked in sweat.
It was not an easy task to hack into the security system of the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building, even if there had been no security personnel on duty for nearly 30 years.
Just then, he heard the voice of his former boss.
"Brother Greyhound, thank you."
"No need to thank me, I can only do this much … Anyway, Captain Luo, good luck."
"Mhmm."
Old Luo cut off the communication and walked out of the shadows.
The Molotov cocktails danced with orange-red flames.
Opposite him was a group of men in black suits with automatic rifles in their hands. The person protected in the middle by the men in black was one of his targets.
Wan Peng, Manager Wan!
"Who!"
"Who?" Standing at the edge of the fire, Old Luo smiled and looked at Wan Peng with his eyebrows raised. "You have been looking for me for so long, and now you don't recognize me?"
Wan Peng's face gradually became gloomy. He took two steps back and gestured to the men next to him.
"Kill him."
Gunshots sounded at the same time!
"Dadada —"
Fourteen guns spewed out flames at the same time and intertwined into a firepower net in the dark tunnel.
However, Old Luo just smiled faintly. At the moment when the gunshots were fired, high-pressure nitrogen suddenly spewed out and circulated in front of him to form a gas wall.
It was as if the bullets were shot into water. They rolled and floated to the side in the high-pressure nitrogen shield. They didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
Wan Peng's pupils contracted slightly.
A man in black saw this and immediately pulled out a grenade from his waist and threw it in the direction of Old Luo.
Old Luo looked at the grenade flying toward him as if it was nothing.
The scalpel-like dagger slipped from his sleeve into his hand. His figure flashed, and before the grenade exploded, he had disappeared.
When he saw him disappear, Lu Sen's pupils suddenly shrank, and a sense of warning came from his heart. He hurriedly put the rifle in front of him.
Ding-!!!
Almost at the same time, a huge force spread from his palm, shaking his wrist until it was faintly numb.
A slender dagger had already sunk into the side of his rifle, even cutting off the metal barrel!
The other black-robed men were not so lucky.
With a series of muffled groans, the four subordinates standing next to him fell backward. A dagger was nailed to their black suits, blooming bright red flowers of blood.
"Retreat! Retreat! Defensive formation! "
Lu Sen shouted as he threw away the broken rifle in his hand and pulled out the pistol at his waist.
With Manager Wan behind him, the men in black used firepower to suppress Old Luo's high-speed advance while retreating.
However, it was clear that the rain of bullets did not play its intended role.
In the short span of two breaths, the dozen meters of distance was covered. Two silver flashes flashed, and before they could even scream, another two people fell to the ground.
"Ahh-!"
With a flash of silver light, another black-clothed man fell to the ground, clutching his throat.
Lu Sen's scalp went numb as he watched his men die one after another.
The speed was too fast!
No, this was not the speed of a human being at all!
Ka —
The sound of bullets jamming was heard.
The gunshots suddenly stopped, and a terrible silence lingered between the three remaining people.
The smoke from the muzzle dissipated, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from Lu Sen's forehead as he took half a step back.
There was a flash of struggle in his eyes.
Is it … that I have to use that trick?
Facing the last pistol, Old Luo stopped moving forward. His cold gaze passed Lu Sen, who was holding the pistol, and landed on Wan Peng. A hint of playfulness appeared on his face.
"Your men only have this much ability? Trying to get their hands on the legacy of the Pan-Asia Cooperation? "
Wan Peng loosened his clenched fists. Facing Old Luo's gaze, he calmed down and asked calmly.
"How did you get in here?"
"You still have the time to care about this?" Old Luo raised his eyebrows, and a hint of playfulness appeared on his face. "There is more than one entrance to the escape tunnel. If an ordinary person like you can get in, why can't the former Pan-Asia Intelligence Agency intelligence personnel?"
"I see." Wan Peng nodded and looked at him. "But I still don't understand one thing."
"Oh?"
"Why are you people always haunting us?" Wan Peng closed his eyes and squeezed out these words from his teeth. His voice was full of irrepressible hatred. "We established order on this wasteland, and we saved the survivors struggling in the ruins. And you! You are just a group of cowards who fled from the wrong direction! What right do you have to tell us what to do? "
Looking at Wan Peng cursing, Old Luo said emotionlessly.
"An order is an order. There is nothing to explain. Fifty years later, Line 0 will naturally open, and the glory of Pan-Asia will be restored on this wasteland. This is the decision of the Pan-Asia Council. You don't understand, so just obey. "
"Then do you understand?" Wan Peng stared at him and said.
"I don't understand." Old Luo shook his head and said faintly, "I don't need to understand."
Because an order was an order.
And obedience was the bounden duty of a soldier.
Facing Old Luo, Wan Peng fell into silence.
After a while, he took a deep breath and whispered.
"Lu Sen."
"… Yes, boss."
Lu Sen grinned miserably, and the fear in his eyes was swept away.
He threw away the pistol in his hand and stretched his hands forward.
In an instant, his pupils were covered with a layer of blood red.
The veins on his body bulged, his bones crackled, and his muscles expanded at an incredible rate.
"You can control the FEV virus?" Old Luo raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "I didn't expect that today, more than 20 years later, there are still people who can master the method to control the FEV virus? To be honest, you surprised me. "
Lu Sen's expression was grim. His fists slammed together and he said cruelly.
"You will be more surprised next!"
Suddenly, starting from his neck, a layer of darkness gradually climbed to his whole body …
…
Under the giant wall, there was already a sea of corpses.
The bodies of the zombies formed a slanted wave under the protective wall.
The fire reflected the twisted faces of the soldiers standing on the protective wall. They held the machine gun tightly and fired at the zombies rushing up. However, these zombies were like ants, and there was no end to them.
"The wall can't hold up any longer! Where are the reinforcements I want? What? Two hundred riflemen are on their way? Fu * k, where are our power armors? What? They're not here? Fu * k … "Song Chenyu cursed and hung up the communication. He anxiously looked at the battlefield under the giant wall, and his eyebrows were filled with gloom.
NAC's reinforcements didn't arrive, the senior members of the Survivors Alliance were collectively missing, and now the power armors of the militia were nowhere to be found.
If they wanted to save this mess, they could only rely on themselves.
However, there were still more than six hours before dawn.
His fists clenched, loosened, and clenched again …
He slammed his fist on the wall, pulled the intercom, and roared.
"Pour the fuel! Burn it! "
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