"The rescue plane is here!"
On the platform on the third floor of the hotel, under the protection of two assessment players who had lost their profession advancement qualification looked at Feng Luo and the others with complicated expressions.
The son of the Federation Councilman, a rich second-generation official with the surname Jin, poked his head out excitedly.
"Young Master, you're safe now!"
The rich second-generation number three, protected by the half-injured NPC bodyguard, also looked at the sky with joy.
"We're finally here!"
The middle-aged NPC bodyguard, who only had one hand left, muttered to himself as he lost a lot of blood, beside the young girl named Elizabeth who had been brought back by Feng Luo and the others.
"Here, over here!"
After the middle-aged white NPC brought the last rich second-generation official into the hotel, he rushed to the platform on the roof of the hotel.
He used his Agent Wristwatch to shoot out a strong beam of light, forming an eye-catching guiding pattern between the air and the ground.
"Judging by their reactions, it's going to be quite lively!"
While the people in the hotel were doing these things, the rebel army did not stop them.
However, they were not idle either.
Jack of Spades looked coldly at the chaotic crowd in the hotel.
The remaining dozen or so assessment players were injecting potions into their bodies and taking out their weapons in preparation for battle.
Meanwhile, the infected controlled by Seven Kills were gathering around the hotel in increasing numbers, completely blocking the roads on three sides of the hotel.
Among these infected, there were more than 10 Commander-grade Tyrants or Corruptors that were especially eye-catching.
"Not just three sides, there's also a fourth side.
This hotel is at the edge of the city. If you can control the infected to the back of the hotel and completely seal off their retreat, then what we have to do later will be even easier. "
Jack of Spades looked at the snow mountain road behind the hotel that reflected the silver moonlight. His eyes flashed.
"I can't do it!
These infected are not really unconscious. It's just that the parasites in their bodies suppress their instincts. The infected will still reject an extremely harsh environment like the snow mountain.
And the distance is too far. I can't guarantee that they'll listen.
"If the Tyrant Leech here wasn't killed, I could give it a try, but this Tyrant Leech has been eliminated."
Speaking of which, that partner of yours isn't very reliable …
"Although these people from the Federation camp were imprisoned, they chose a place that couldn't be completely surrounded. In addition, we killed more than one Tyrant Leech after the plan started! "
Seven Kills shook his head, and a hoarse voice came from behind the mask.
"There's no such thing as an absolutely reliable partner in this world, only absolute benefits."
"Just like now, due to various reasons, the number of people infected is likely to exceed the original plan. That partner of mine might be furious in her office right now! "
"I don't know if the Lady of Death's operation is successful. If she can make the President, who is out of danger, fall into a deep sleep forever."
"Perhaps our acting president will be able to accept this fact."
Spade Jie said lightly.
A glint flashed across his eyes.
It sounded like he was talking about "that" partner, but it was obviously also applicable to "this" partner.
With the current situation, there was no doubt that the Federation was treating Seven Kills as his accomplice.
However, he didn't know that the two of them were actually partners and not the same group.
Jack of Spades and the other players were the rebel army, while Seven Kills actually represented the Umbrella Corporation.
Although the interests of the Umbrella Corporation and the rebel army camp were very aligned, they had a lot of cooperation.
However, just like how Tatarina had isolated and imprisoned the people from the Federation, she had also chosen to imprison them in a place where they couldn't completely surround them.
Since the Umbrella Corporation could cooperate with the rebel army because of benefits, it was obvious that they could also cooperate with the Federation because of the alignment of benefits.
He saw with his own eyes the biochemical virus that spread throughout a city with a population of millions in just a few hours. He also saw the powerful combat power of these mutated and powerful infected bodies after turning them into a "biochemical army."
It made Jack of Spades realize that although the Umbrella Corporation was just a "company," it undoubtedly had the strength to cooperate with the rebel army.
Fortunately, this ability to control infected bodies did not seem to have no weaknesses.
Especially since the person controlling the infected body was a "weakness" in itself!
…
The rescue plane was very fast.
It only took about two minutes to fly above the White City. It was a wing-shaped plane that could take off and land vertically.
Because there was a parking apron on the parking lot of a villa hotel.
Therefore, very quickly, the black wing-shaped plane landed with the sound of the energy engine!
"Whoosh!"
After landing, the cabin of the rear half of the plane opened up, forming a passage.
Ten NPCs who were armed to the teeth and wearing gas masks walked out from the passage. They were carrying energy weapons that looked rather high-end and technological.
There were even two things that looked like electromagnetic cannons set up on the left and right sides of the cabin door, each controlled by an armed NPC.
"I'm Jin Rien. You guys were sent by my dad, right?"
The rich second generation with the surname Jin had already occupied the best spot on the parking apron under the protection of two players and ten NPC soldiers.
Seeing that the plane had opened up, he couldn't wait to bring a group of people up.
"Elizabeth, William Bush, Lin Ichiro, Jin Rien … The people on the list, each person can only bring a maximum of four people up to the plane.
Moreover, other than yourselves. Anyone with obvious injuries who wants to go up must first be injected with a strong tranquilizer. "
The one who spoke was the last person to walk out of the plane's cabin.
He was also fully armed, but he didn't wear a gas mask on his face.
His face was as cold as if it had been carved by a knife, and his eyes were cold and unfeeling as he swept his gaze across the crowd.
"What?"
"Only five people can go up!"
"No, I have eight bodyguards."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many people waiting on the scene changed. The rich second generation number three could not help but frown and cry out.
"You have three minutes to decide who can go. Once the time is up, immediately take off. "
The cold NPC man did not pay attention to him at all, and he said coldly.
This person was unexpectedly cold. The rich second generation Jin tried to use his father's identity to pressure him, but he only got a cold look of disregard.
After wasting a minute, there was finally a dispute on the parking apron.
"Ah Huo, you stay!"
"Why should I? I'm not staying. In this situation, whoever stays will die! "
"I'm willing to give you half of the money in my account, as long as you let me board the plane."
"Who wants money? If I die, what's the use of money?"
"Mike, how can you do this! Have you forgotten who was the one who saved you from the gunpoint? "
"Bobby, you were injured because of your own trouble. You can't even hold a gun. How can you protect the young master? Of course, you stay … "
The main dispute was between the rich second generation Jin and the subordinates of the rich second generation Number three.
After all, the other three rescue targets were only one person.
Apart from the first target that Feng Luo and the others were rescuing, there was only one person.
Moreover, one of them was driven mad by the Light Armor Warrior number 19.
The other was infected. Although he had been injected with an anti-virus serum, he had already fallen into a coma. Naturally, he could not bring anyone along.
In fact, even if he was unconscious.
At that moment, he was also stabbed in the neck by an NPC armed personnel. A gray potion was injected into his body, and he was lifted up.
"Damn it!"
Because there were only three minutes, the dispute over who would go and who would stay came to an end very quickly.
The four NPC bodyguards, who had been decisively abandoned by the rich second generation Number three because of their injuries, were all furious. However, under the suppression of the number of armed personnel on the plane and the targeting of heavy weapons, they did not dare to act rashly.
"It's all this guy's fault!"
However, no one knew what they were thinking.
All of their eyes were fixed on the Caucasian NPC from the intelligence bureau. Their gazes were fierce.
"Big Brother Link, are you guys going back? I can still bring three people! "
At that moment, the rich second generation Number One girl, Elizabeth, who had a mixed-race appearance, took the initiative to walk in front of Feng Luo and the others.
"Thank you, but we don't need to. Please help bring these two back."
Feng Luo pointed to the side. The two injured NPC soldiers who were being held by the special forces were already in a comatose state.
Before Leon left, he had promised to let the remaining NPC soldiers follow the plane back.
But now, it seemed that he could not do that.
However, being able to bring these two heavily injured people back was also an explanation to Leon.
"Also, there's one more spot. Who wants to go back?"
Feng Luo asked as he looked at the few remaining NPC special agent soldiers.
"Old Mu, you go back! You're about to get married. I've already prepared the gift. It's in the second layer of my box. If I don't come back by then, you can go get it yourself.
Also, if your wife gives birth to a son in the future, let me be the godfather! "
"You should go back. Your parents only have one son. An only son shouldn't accept this kind of mission, do you know that? "
"De …"
"Get lost!"
Compared to the quarrel of the rich second generation Number Three's bodyguards …
The few haggard NPC special agent soldiers on Feng Luo's side were silent for a while before laughing and scolding each other.
In the end, the youngest soldier, who was the only son of a family, was forcefully pushed onto the plane by a few other people with tears on his face.
Clang!
However, at that moment, a loud noise suddenly rang out.
The door of the tarmac was smashed open. A group of people rushed out from the passageway toward the plane!
"Please let me go up, I'm willing to pay. 10 million, I'm willing to pay 10 million for a spot! "
"My uncle is a Washington City Councilman! My uncle is a Washington City Councilman!"
"Why can they go up but we can't? I'm also a Federation citizen, me too! "
"Let my daughter go up, I'm not going up, make way …"
There were men and women, old and young.
The rest were tourists and residents of the White City.
They had clearly heard the sound of the plane landing long ago, but because they were isolated in an area, they could not enter at first.
However, now they had somehow broken through the isolation.
With so many people together, it undoubtedly gave them courage, even when faced with the situation where the armed personnel immediately turned their guns on them.
They were still unwilling to give up this machine gun that could leave the White City!
"Let my daughter go up, let my daughter go up …"
A middle-aged man carrying a little girl around seven or eight years old rushed to the front of the crowd.
He was covered in sweat. His neat clothes, which should have been that of an upper-class elite, were very messy and disheveled after being squeezed by the crowd. However, his face was full of anxiety as he shouted and rushed over recklessly.
"Bang."
A gunshot rang out.
"Whoever comes one step closer will end up like him."
The face of the armed NPC who was not wearing a mask was still cold.
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