Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 127: Pulse


Ten seconds later, the sound of the fighting ceased, and the soldiers of the Fangou troops in the hall did not survive their lives. No ads ~ The members of the Zuodao team stepped out of the elevator, and Zuodao himself took out the walkie-talkie to report the situation to the peak, and only said "cleaning up". The members who safely entered the hall dispersed to check the surrounding environment, and Flick and Billy walked straight towards me and Mae.

"Good job, just do it." The knife patted me on the shoulder, and then went to check the passage ahead.

Billy squatted next to the soldiers’ bodies, picked their weapons, and finally picked up a heavy machine gun, put two bullet chains on his shoulders, then picked up a dogleg knife and searched for the bullet. The dead soldiers chopped off their heads with a wave of their hands.

"Don't be stupid, come over and help." After cutting off three heads, he shouted at me.

"What?" He meant, let me also chop off the heads of the other corpses? I immediately guessed more possibilities. The guy who was cut off by Fu Jiang and cut off his head should have died altogether, but if he was killed by a bullet, he might become a zombie after a while.

"We are going to stay here for a while. If these guys become zombies, it will be troublesome." Billy said, "Have you never encountered them? Zombies are not difficult to clean up, but they eat more companions. There is a chance that it will become stronger."

"I see." I took out a dagger and walked over, dividing the corpse as he did. "Will they become monsters?"

"Maybe." Billy waved his knife leisurely and neatly. "But I haven't seen such a powerful one. This is an important base for the enemy. It is impossible to guarantee that there will be any special methods to use these residues."

After processing the corpse with Billy, looking back at this area, our eyes were full of fragmented corpses, blood and internal organs, and the strong fishy smell was disgusting. The thought of staying in this human flesh slaughterhouse for a while makes me feel gloomy. Physically, I didn't have a resistive reaction from Ranwen.com, but psychologically, I suffered a strong impact. All of this was handled by me, and Zhenjiang and I turned these living people into pieces of meat.

The eyes of other people swept over, and they couldn't see the slightest emotion of surprise or resistance. The indifferent eyes proved that they had been used to this kind of scene, but it was really frustrating. Their performance made me feel that in this world, the dead and the living are not much different.

This is the battlefield of the Security Bureau, an anomalous world that makes people feel unreal.

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

For me, the end has already begun. Before it became more serious, I tried to stop it, but at this moment, the passionate mood began to cool. I tried hard to convince myself that I could do it, but the existing giant net that I couldn't see gradually closed, trying to bind me firmly, the more I struggled, the more pain and despair.

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

If thinking can't get rid of the predicament, then thinking itself is a kind of torture. I tried my best to stop the messy sounds in my brain. I was so desperate to get a touch of warmth and comfort. I looked for Zhenjiang, but found that she was squatting next to the corpse, like a little girl who had never seen the world, playing with the limbs and internal organs with an ignorant and curious expression, and even drank blood with her fingers. , Put it in his mouth, and let out a string of neurotic laughter.

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

"Is it all right? Your complexion is not very good." Billy said, "You have to get used to it quickly."

"You know? Billy." I squeezed my left eyeball with my palm, and said to him: "Now I would rather go back to the doomsday illusion. Compared with this, there is like heaven."

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

"It's okay."

I walked to Zhenjiang and dragged her up. Her face was indifferent even when she was smiling, and the gaze that met me with a strange brilliance made my arm sockets start to sweat. I know that her spirit is not normal at this time, and I can't blame her. I just wiped the blood off her lips and took her away from these fresh and mutilated corpses.

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

"It looks good." Mae replied.

"Do you like this sight?" I asked.

Although I am not a psychiatrist, I hope to explore her heart through conversation. It is an inevitable issue to continue living with Mae in the future. I think maybe I should give up my dream of becoming a power engineer and study psychology courses.

"Very...familiar." Mae gnawed his nails and suddenly appeared restless. "Where have I seen it? Yes, I must have seen it. Where is it? That smell..."

Perhaps she was in the lunatic asylum. After all, she escaped from the cadre training center of the Doomsday Shinrikyo. Since those people used the mental hospital as cover, they must have done some tragic experiments in private.

I think so, but Zhenjiang murmured: "Mom...I am with Achuan, yes, I am in the belly of mom."

Her thinking started to become confused again. My attempt failed, and her symptoms were worse than I thought.

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

Mae's body slowly relaxes, and finally calms down, returning to a trance and calmness. I sat with her in the corner, letting her head rest on my shoulder.

Members of the Frustration Squad 6 continued to gather in front of Frustration and report the results of the search to her. The elevator door opened and closed, and the other team members 6 continued.

Those people didn't blink when they saw the Shura Field in front of them. Even the youngest Dorothy among them, there was no difference. I think that I am still different from them, so the uncomfortable thinking makes me feel better.

Some people stayed in place quietly, and some joined the guard until the commander escaped and led four people out of the elevator. One of them had met before, the meticulous and assistant-like Mr. Turtledove, 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 towards them. Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the elevator, which shocked everyone, and all guarded in that direction. What followed was an abnormal silence, and there was a slight metallic noise in the silence.

Fire escape strode to the door of the elevator, listened for a moment, drew a knife into the crack of the door, and pried the door open. When I saw the object behind the door, I immediately realized that we were trapped. It was a pile of deformed metal, a machine suspected of being an electric motor, and circles of ropes, blue electric sparks occasionally splashed, and the ropes slapped against the wall like a twitch.

"A total of sixteen monitors were found, which have been destroyed." She said first, her voice was not loud, but she was very clear in the silent environment, "but there should be more. The intelligence of this place The degree of transformation is very high, and it is not built temporarily."

"It's okay." The fire replied, turned and walked towards one of the boxes, "There are many ways to get out, and the most important thing is to complete the task."

He greeted others to help him open the box, and together he took out a strange instrument. The base is like a radio transmitter, but in addition to the dial, there are antennas, amplifiers and glass covers on the top. The most amazing thing is that the substance in the glass cover does not clear what it is, but it is suspended in the air, constantly radiating static arcs around.

"What's that?" I asked Billy.

"Ask you a question." Billy asked instead: "If the enemy is as strong as you but smarter than you, how can I defeat him?"

"Let him make a mistake, or wait for him to get sick." I know my answer is satisfactory. In fact, I have never encountered such an enemy.

"He is smarter than you." Billy said, "He can think of everything you can think of."

The fire escape starts to adjust the instrument.

The only thing the enemy is stronger than myself is wisdom... I suddenly came to a weird but more appropriate conclusion.

"Have you thought of it?" Billy cast his gaze on the instrument, his eyes sharpened, "The answer is, let the enemy be as stupid as you, or stupid."

"Everyone is ready to attack." The fire scans us and says, "It will be a little uncomfortable."

After speaking, he pressed the red switch on the instrument.

In an instant, the light in the glass cover widened, and an indescribable weird sound rang out from the center of the instrument. I don't know if it is an illusion, the air and the ground are shaking. The twisted ripples spread around in the blink of an eye, passing through our bodies. I felt nauseous, my senses were confused like a high fever, and the ground seemed to be softening, as if standing on a wave.

When I almost fell, Mae reached out to support me. I opened my mouth to talk, but I almost vomited. I quickly closed my mouth and swallowed my saliva. At this moment, people around were vomiting, except for a few people, all of them pale.

The abnormal scene came and went quickly, the light in the glass cover suddenly extinguished, the radioactive material suspended in it completely disappeared, and the unspeakable sound was completely subdued. I still feel nauseous, but the strengthened body started to adjust itself and recovered faster than most people.

"Achuan?" Zhenjiang stared at me intently.

"Much better." I said.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" I asked back.

"Not at all." Zhenjiang replied: "It's just a bit noisy, I don't like it."

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

At this time, most of the members recovered and complained.

"What the **** is this?"

"It seems to be a kind of pulse."

"What is it for? It won't cause tumors in the body, right? I don't want to die young!"

"I think it can kill the tumor, but it can also kill your lymph, ** and brain cells."

Zhuo Huo has opened another box with Turtle Dove and greets the captains of each team to go up and collect supplies. When Billy came back, it was divided into the hands of me and Mae. It was a unilateral earphone full of sci-fi style in shape and color. It was equipped with a brown lens and three slightly protruding buttons on the outside. This thing will produce a suction when it is put into the auricle, it fits firmly, and will not fall even if you exercise vigorously.

After a while, there was a fire escape from the headphones.

"The pulse just now has paralyzed most of the equipment in this place, but there may be remnants. Some special machines will also have defensive devices. Don't take it lightly. We don’t have much time. We have to divide our forces to search. This device is used for communication. In addition, using the three control buttons on the outside, you can also draw a map, lock a target, and evaluate combat effectiveness. Everyone will become familiar with it as soon as possible."

Everyone started to adjust their communication devices while he was speaking. It is not a difficult-to-use device, as long as he has some experience in using a computer, he can quickly get started. In fact, the function of this communication device is more powerful than the simple description of fire escape.

After setting the habit, all the scenes appearing in the right eye field of view are in a light brown color. According to the user’s own will, the locked objects will be drawn along the outline with red borders, and some Data, including length, width and height, weapon tips, lethal points of creatures, and digital estimation of combat effectiveness. When using the weapon in the hand, a green crosshair will move with the movement of the body, and it will turn red when the crosshair and the deadly point overlap.

This kind of consciousness technology equipment is obviously out of the actual technological level, and it must be the legacy of the ruling bureau.

It seems to be a new product, except for the escape and turtledove, everyone seems curious to observe other people through this device. They are probably the same as me, and the most tried is the combat effectiveness evaluation system.

"Don't rely too much on the evaluation of combat power. You are all warriors who have experienced battles. You should know that the data cannot determine the victory or defeat during the battle." Hearing warned in a deep voice, "It may deprive you of your hope of survival. ."

It is almost unimaginable to measure a person's ability level completely and accurately. Since this data is called an estimate, it cannot even be used as a reliable parameter when making judgments. While considering the impact this value will have on myself, I look for people I know well.

Misfire, combat effectiveness evaluation:

Turtle dove, combat power evaluation:

Evaluation of combat effectiveness:

Ballet Bear, combat power evaluation:

Doroth, combat power evaluation:

Setbacks, combat power evaluation:

Billy, combat power valuation:

Then, I looked at Mae, who was not moving at all by the Ranwen Novel Network. She had already put on the communication device, her drooping bangs covered the lenses, and she turned her head around in a strange and slow motion, like an evil spirit looking for prey. When I met my sight, even the brown lenses couldn’t cover the particularly dark and deep eye. I once again felt the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night, the god, the seal, the throne, the devil, the world, and the world. Forcibly abandon the young king of Zhou Dynasty, kill the god, God, seal the throne, beg the devil, and be proud of the world, the strongest abandonment The night-killing **** God Seal Throne Seeking Demon Ao Shi Ninth Heaven is the strongest to abandon the young Dazhou imperial clan to that kind of malice that is like falling into an ice cave, like a poisonous snake winding and wriggling on its back.

Icy and sharp, she is awake.

She has been sober several times, but soon she will be in a trance and have a degraded performance, but this time I feel that she will not stay and degenerate anymore.

Zhenjiang, combat power evaluation:

I almost thought the system had gone wrong. It was an incredible value. In pure data, she, who had only become the Mageweave messenger the night before, turned out to be the strongest human in this hall.

"What are you thinking? Achuan." Mae said.

I'm thinking, can humans really achieve this value?

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

"." Zhenjiang said: "It's really unreliable."

At this moment, I felt a lot of sight falling on us, and when I looked up, almost everyone showed a shocked expression. They obviously saw the estimate of Zhenjiang's combat effectiveness.

"3...!?" Billy gasped, and everyone turned their heads to pay attention to the fire escape, "Is the fire escape, there is a problem with the device, right?"

"You have been warned...Don't be superstitious about valuation." Before the fire escaped, Turtledove spoke up. He pushed his lens, and he could see that it was a habitual movement, with no ups and downs. It seemed that this world Nothing on the above can move him. "The technology of this device is not fully resolved. We don’t know the value is derived from those factors. In fact, in the preliminary test, there were also very high values ​​that were easily defeated. Circumstances, for this we paid the price of at least ten three-level magic pattern messengers."

"In other words, if you can't use this parameter effectively, you don't need to be better at all, does that mean?" a man asked seriously.

"Yes, in this attack, the enemy’s combat effectiveness is not clear, so this test product was distributed to everyone to prepare for an accident. However, if this value will be psychologically If it causes interference, it is better not to use it."

"I see." The man played around on the device for a while, and seemed to have turned off the combat effectiveness evaluation function. Besides him, many people did the same.

Even so, in the eyes of Zhenjiang, those turbulent emotions have not been completely eliminated.

"Are there any questions?" The sound of a fire escape rang in my ears.

Silence is the answer.

"Then start the action." Shi Huo said: "There are ten entrances in total, and each team is responsible for one. You can choose by yourself."

After finishing ~IndoMTL.com~ he motioned to him: "You have fewer people, and you should act with the Billy team. Don't forget your mission."

"No problem." Putting the index and middle fingers together, swiping forward at the forehead, turned to the comrades behind him and said: "Have you heard? Give me energy."

There are only five members of the team, three men and two women. Three of them are the guards we met when we first arrived at the farmhouse. Billy led me and Mae over. Hearing they were discussing the installation of a time bomb, the team members nodded and greeted us, and acted immediately, leaving only to communicate with us.

At this time, there are not many people left in the lobby, and most of the teams have entered their own selected passages. When only our two teams were left in the lobby, the team members finally completed the placement of explosives. We made a brief introduction to each other. The four members of the team are: Particle, Match, Flash and Little Red Riding Hood. They are from Canada, Belgium, Germany and Finland.

"Let's start, you cover, ok?" Billy said to the others.

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


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