Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 863: The Lair of the Moon

The sky of London was exceptionally bright in the second half of the night. Except for the part of the last quarter moon that can be seen, the other half of the sphere in the dark side also faintly emerged in outline, setting off the night. The refreshing and clear. In the eyes of ordinary citizens of London, this is probably a rare wonder in this city. For a long time, this city has been shrouded in a large number of suspended particles, hidden deep in smog. However, in the eyes of people in the mystery circle, such a beautiful night also exudes an unusual atmosphere, whether it is in London or not, this is not the night they are familiar with. The communications of the mysterious organizations of various parties pass through the continents and oceans, forming a network covering the entire planet. In this network, there is a sound of eagerness, and this sound is constantly converging towards London along with the mysterious organization.

This night, before the start of the first plenary meeting of the mysterious organization, on the penultimate night, more outsiders poured into this prosperous and seemingly peaceful metropolis. Countless eyes cast involuntarily into this sky. The moon in the field of vision seems to be bigger, and the color is not the same as before. It is not clear with the naked eye, but through the addition of a mysterious ultra-long-distance observation device If you observe, you will understand the origin of this anomaly——

The craters on the moon are creeping. Something is multiplying on the surface of the moon, and the signals from the back of the moon are more active than those on the front. The moon landings long ago made ordinary people realize that the moon is a desolate and dangerous world, which is by no means as beautiful as described in literary works. But such a moon. But it has become the source of people's imagination more than once.

Many people have thought about it, if there is another world on the moon, other lives, even if they cannot be found by field surveys, they do exist. They may be dangerous, they may be indifferent, or they may not have surrendered their gaze to another water-filled planet closest to this rocky sphere-such an imagination. Unstoppable, hovering in the minds of countless people.

In the occult, there are many things that can be related to the moon. It can even be said that the moon is an important source of "mystery".

Now, this night. With such imagination, guessing, and research, finally there is an exact answer——

Countless huge airships are rising slowly from the camouflage opening at the bottom of the crater, a dark side that is invisible to the naked eye. The mountain is turned in a block-like manner, reconstructing a rigid outline, which is a kind of texture full of steel and extremely heavy. It is full of edges and corners and has withstood the baptism of time. Rejuvenated again.

Then, with mysterious power, people who were observing that piece of the world saw huge "swastikas" one after another.

"Fucking talk!" At the same time, similar swear words sounded in the huge communication network, "Nazis!? They are really on the moon!"

"What are they going to do? Do you start a full-scale war?"

"Too fast! They shouldn't move so fast. Did the staff grow up eating shit?"

"The emergency plan will be activated immediately and the news will be passed on. Continue to pay attention to their movements. Where do you think they will land? Europe? Africa? America? Asia? Will they repeat the blitz? Or start with the attack on Poland. ?"

"Poland, Britain, the United States and White Su are the most likely. Those guys are quite arrogant."

"What is the possibility of multi-line combat? Can they do it?"

"Sorry, we don't have enough information. They have repeaters. To estimate how far they can do it, they can only apply for relevant information from Netball and District 51."

"Contact them now!"

"Wait! They have already taken the initiative to send a message."

"The 51st district also sent someone to London?"

"If Doomsday Shinrikyo and the Nazis have repeaters, to fight against them, you must have at least two repeaters. Cyberball is the most likely to complete repeaters at present."

"Damn it, who will tell me how strong a repeater can be!? I'm already in a mess!"

"Don't panic! Judging from the data, the moon has just entered the military state, and there is still a period of time before the start. The key is that the cyber ball can't be dragged anymore!"

"How much time do we have?"

"At least forty-eight hours, estimate."

"Estimate!? Are you **** telling me an estimate?"

"Well, I mean, no matter what, we must last forty-eight hours. Even if the meeting on the cyberball side goes smoothly, we need this time to integrate resources."

"...Perhaps the Nazis will choose London as the first strike point? What we are doing should not be hidden from their eyes, right?"

"It depends on how these Nazis think of network ball repeaters. If they care about it, they should be the first target."

"What's the situation on the Doomsday Truth cult?"

"As usual, there is no extra activity."

"Does the Church of Doomsday Truth and the Nazis join forces? In that case, we will not be able to mobilize too many people to go to London."

"Sorry, just when you said this, all our informants buried in the Doomsday Shinrikyo Sect were all disconnected."

"Fucking--" Before finishing speaking, the speaker was silent for a while.

"In any case, we must ensure the safety of London in the next 48 hours. Has the cyberball notified the United Nations of this information?"

"Yes, they said that they had done that right away. With their credibility, even if those state departments cannot directly observe the buildup of Nazi troops, they should still attach great importance to them."

"That's good, I don't want to be on the front line, that's not a joke. Hey, I said, how long have we not participated in such a war? I'm a little scared. "

"For seventy years, sir."

"It turns out that I am over a hundred years old? Time is really a terrible thing. Go! Notify the Holy Carlos Cathedral to activate all the safe cabins, now. It's the guys who made their souls start to freeze It’s time for us to take advantage of the waste heat."

"Yes, they will be very happy. Die in such a grand war."

All the mysterious organizations that survived the Second World War, all the mysterious organizations that knew that the Nazis would return, all were hidden underground, hidden on the plateau, hidden in the mountains and forests, and became a mystery of an inconspicuous part of the human social system. Organizations, the number of these organizations far exceeds the guesses of the mysterious circles, but they do exist on a certain piece of land in this world. Both began to operate with efficiency and heat that have never been seen in half a century. It was like a huge steam monster full of rust, spewing out the thick smoke again, making a rumbling sound.

The third world war, both unexpectedly and unexpectedly, sounded the countdown before the shot was fired.

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"It's started. It's started, it's started, it's started, it's started--" The voice repeated five times, just like a pre-tuned alarm, knocking K from deep sleep. He opened his eyes suddenly. In less than a second, the pupils went from being diffusive to being sharp and concentrated. He didn't fall asleep naturally, and his vision was still dark. His hands and feet were confined, and his whole body was stuffed into a small frame. Unable to stretch out. His mind replayed his memories before going to sleep. He and Dalang were given to the network ball by the light of the torch as gifts, and the two were squeezed into the transfer car in the first place. In the car, they underwent a series of inspections and were then forced into a coma.

Except for the stiffness of curling up into a ball, there is no extra pain. K heard the sound of wheels and motors, the flow of air and the slight centrifugal force of the car body, all in his mind, sketching what he is facing Situation-I haven't been in a coma for a long time, and my destination has not yet arrived. Of course, according to the plan, even in the best case, it is impossible to be directly sent to the core of the opposing organization for detention and interrogation. However, the tighter the prison, the more likely it is to find a channel to the core of the cyberball. .

k rethinked the plan of myself and others, and made sure that nothing went wrong. However, the call to "start" did not come from a planned signal. He thought, what "started"? However, for various reasons, that voice never appeared again.

k reviewed the important items of the plan, the mind and senses, and once again became more sensitive. This time, the wind emanating from him made him receive Dalang's news-the situation of this companion is not good at all. Not only when he was in the hotel, he turned into an idiot because of a mistake, but at this time, he seemed to be being dissected. The slight buzzing sound seemed to set off ripples in the air, causing K's skin to produce a numb sensation of being hit by static electricity. Although the sound was small, he was sure that it was the sound of a chainsaw.

In the darkness, the chainsaw turned frantically.

The sound of puff puff followed, as if it had cut something soft.

Although the outline of the other side can be initially fed back through the airflow, it is not as clear and realistic as the naked eye can see. K wanted to turn around and look for a place where he was enclosed, whether there was a gap where he could sneak a few glances, but unfortunately, the space was so narrow that it was difficult to even move his arms in a wide range.

He continued to listen. He couldn't hear any human voices, neither the voice nor the footsteps. There was only the sound of a chainsaw cutting something, and the sound of sticky fragments falling to the ground. . Suddenly, someone slapped K's secret warehouse, K held his breath, and his body stiffened again. If necessary, he will violently break through this secret storehouse that imprisons him within a second. He calculated his strength and thought it shouldn’t be too difficult. Although the other party has placed many restrictions on him, he is no longer there. It's the first time to do this kind of latent work, and I know how to deal with it so that I can recover to a level where I can do it in the fastest time.

k don't know, whether the person who is monitoring him has noticed that he has awakened. The person who patted the secret warehouse before is the one who is monitoring, and how many people are around. However, since it is in the car, there will be no more than ten people around you at most.

This number is not in his eyes. He is confident that even if there is reinforcements from the team, he can resolve the contradictions in the car before the opponent reacts.

However, he still didn't move after all, because. In his plan, there is no need to escape from the detention facility where the cyberball took him to.

kContinue to listen to outside sounds. After a while, someone finally spoke: "It's the same again. After this guy turned into a jelly, his volume has been increasing. What's wrong?"

Jelly man? k remembered the information about the cyberball encounter during this period. It is not the first time that the cyberball people have seen someone turn into a human-shaped jelly. As for the general information about the Jelly Man, k still knows that it is a powerful conscious walker who has been lurking in the night of Valpus. Means to interfere with the normal world.

However, what these people are talking about should be Dalang, because K has already smelled his taste, and the source of this taste is very close to the place where the chainsaw went crazy before.

"Dalang became a jelly man?" k recalled the sound of the previous sound. When he was cut by a chainsaw, he made a soft and squatting voice, "The Internet ball guy is using the chainsaw to dissect the jelly person?" He couldn't help thinking like this. It shouldn't be the net ball deliberately making Darang jelly, that is to say, it is very likely that the previous action failed. k has seen Darang himself after his consciousness collapsed. At that time, I felt that the cost of this failure was large enough, but I didn't expect to pay a greater price in such a short period of time.

How does it feel to be dissected into jelly? k would like to know. But I definitely don't want to try it myself.

"Is the inhibitor useless?" another voice asked.

"No." The answering voice paused, and said somewhat unexpectedly: "This is not like a mysterious mutation at all. It is more like a natural change--"

"What are you talking about! The human body naturally turns into jelly? Are you sure you are not joking?"

"I mean, the cells and even the gene part of this guy's body have mutated, but it gives people a feeling of returning to a normal posture."

"Return to normal? Do you really think so? We should have been like a large piece of jelly, not an organic carbon structure?"

"It’s just a feeling. Seriously, I think it’s not normal for me to feel this way. But, you see, it’s a very stable structure, isn’t it? Even if it is divided into a single unit, it also has a collection. All functions of the body, no matter small units or aggregates, are stable, as if they are not affected by external stimuli."

"What is the use of these jelly particles?"

"You ask me, who shall I ask? Maybe you can eat it."

"I don't like to eat this kind of food." The man said: "If it is spilled on the ground, can it replace Jinke La?"

"Maybe." With this ridicule, the sound of the chainsaw quickly fainted, replaced by a sound of exhaust, which could not be heard in just a second.

"Okay, you can bag it. Remember to pour some strong acid into it. That thing is the most suitable thing to decompose the jelly."

"...Hey, man, seriously, this thing might really be edible."

"Oh my god, can you not mention this, he is a human being!"

"But he is no longer human, is he?"

"Fak squid!"

The clanging sound was in the joking of both sides for about five minutes, and then the whole carriage fell into silence. k just not easy to free up a finger, using his mystery, forcefully and silently, inserted a hole in the confinement chamber, he heard a harsh brake sound, strong inertia, let him The secret warehouse slid forward, knocked down many things, and was hit by the falling object on the index finger that pierced the secret warehouse. He reflexively withdrew his fingers, his cheeks squeezed in pain.

He thought: What happened? Then he sighed for his bad luck.

However, there was finally light leaking into the secret warehouse from the index finger-sized cave, and he confirmed once again that the thing he was imprisoned was a wooden box, and it was still the most common wood. The light outside the wooden box is very bright, even if K in the dark is strong enough to look directly over, some can't open his eyes-the person in the car, there is a shadowless operation lamp there, but the people are no longer there. . Half of the green jelly-like substance was put in the bag, and the other half was drooped out. It looked like a human limb.

That's Dalang, K, while silently mourning the doom of this companion, while continuing to observe other details.

Then he heard a voice like this: "The moon..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a long inhalation sound, as if the people who talked and listened ~IndoMTL.com~ had seen something incredible.

"...Hey, man, this is not an illusion, right?"

"I don't think so, what we see is the same, right?"

"It's the Nazis! They are really on the moon!"

Nazis? Hearing this name, K couldn't help but stunned, but the message "Nazis on the Moon" is no stranger to him. In the black nest, this information has gradually spread out of the core. However, at this moment, the people in this car should have confirmed the authenticity of this information more practically, right? There was a strong desire in k's heart, wanting to see the sky with his own eyes.

He tried to violently break through this fragile box several times, but after all, he endured it. He wasn't sure whether this box was really as ordinary as the material, and he didn't want to destroy his long-held plan because of a temporary breakthrough. It's a pity that I can't see the amazing scene with my own eyes, but it must be worth it. k thought so. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.

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