Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 1: Return
Shake, tremble.
Different from the previous teleportation experience, Li Ang opened his eyes suspiciously.
The line of sight changed from black to white, and gradually became clear. The first thing that caught my eye was the dilapidated floor-to-ceiling window and the torn metal handrail on the balcony.
The entire community fell into an eerie silence, the sound of residents running and walking their dogs, vehicles driving, and the crashing of pots and pans while cooking and cooking were not heard.
Across the balcony, he could see a group of people in black suits walking in the stairwells on both sides of the residential building opposite, carrying strangely shaped metal instruments in their hands, pushing the door to enter each house.
The sky above the floor is filled with some kind of special fluctuations that can be detected by divine consciousness. The range is extremely large, covering the entire community.
“…”
Lee Ang's feet stomped on the glass fragments of the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a creaking sound,
A stream of psionic energy, carrying complex information, flooded his brain along the floor.
"Call..."
The sound of exhalation resounded in the living room,
The tattered dragon head mask he wore and the tattered white coat he wore were automatically incorporated into the sodium ring and disappeared.
Squeak-
The door of the master bedroom was pushed open from the inside, and an operator shrouded in a thick dark protective suit walked out of the bedroom with a register for recording items.
He saw the back standing in the living room, his hand shook slightly,
Without any hesitation, drop the register,
I picked up the near-future assault rifle from my waist and aimed at the back in front of me.
"Stop,"
The operator shouted: "Don't move!"
His voice echoed in the room, and the other operators also walked out of the master bedroom, second bedroom, study, etc., raising their guns and aiming at Li Ang.
"Three 20th Floor Abnormal Accidents,"
The first operator turned his head slightly and whispered to the communication device, "Squad a asks for support..."
Squeak.
The soles of the feet rubbed against the broken glass on the ground, and the man in the living room turned around calmly and looked at the operators.
The face of an unrecognized, depressed middle-aged man.
In the minds of the operators, doubts appeared subconsciously,
They also saw Li Ang's information before the operation, and they did not see any photo or portrait that matched the man in the file.
"The Secret Service?"
The depressed middle-aged man spoke, his voice fluctuating like a Doppler effect,
His face, like mud, melted and collapsed, and finally became Li Ang's face.
“…”
A chill suddenly rose in the operator's heart, his left hand slammed down, and he picked up the bismuth metal pillar hanging from his waist.
Clang! ! !
A mighty force struck,
The operator only felt that the palm of the hand was inexplicably violent, and the bismuth metal column held in the hand was directly knocked into the air, smashed against the wall, and smashed into countless pieces.
And in the center of the fragment, a slender and strong steel nail is firmly cut into the wall.
Li Ang, who threw the nails almost out of sight, still kept raising his hand and calmly repeated the question just now, "Special Affairs Bureau?"
A strong ominous premonition fills the hearts of the operators, and the one standing in front of them does not seem to be a mediocre teenager, but a dark abyss that devours light and temperature,
He resists the instinctive urge to back off, fingers firmly on the trigger.
No fire, no gunfire,
A Gauss Assault Rifle, developed by the Equipment Department of the Secret Service, silently shoots a smooth, flawless olive-shaped metal bullet.
Driven by a strong electromagnetic force, the bullet slid out of the smooth barrel smoothly,
It is smeared with obscure and mysterious Abnormality Institute patterns, which can break barriers, seal spiritual power, and disarm.
Even the most vicious monsters in the Demon's Den will lose their ability to fight after being hit.
But only if it hits.
Bang!
A wall on the outside of Building 5 in front suddenly burst,
It wasn't until the bricks and stones on the walls were flying that the living room heard a "boom" sound caused by a bullet penetrating the air.
No hits.
Li Ang's body instantly disappeared in place,
The operator only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and the last scene he saw was the cold face of Li Ang who was bullying him.
Boom!
A punch hit the front armor of the heavy protective suit,
The operator's huge and heavy body flew straight up, smashed through the entire wall, and fell into the bedroom along with the gravel bricks and broken steel bars.
Dust, smoke and sand,
The battered tyrant burst out of the bar, bent into an arc under the powerful swing, and slammed into the chests of the other three operators who were trying to shoot, smashing them against the wall.
The surging and violent psychic energy spurted wantonly, penetrating the psychic defense devices worn by the rest of the operators, and directly penetrated into the depths of their minds.
[Cause pain]
【Paralysis hint】
【Respiratory crisis】
The survivor who could still stand instantly stiffened and could no longer hold on to the slightest bit of strength, watching himself and his companions slump to the ground.
Tread.
Li Ang stepped over the broken walls of the bedroom, picked up the operator's collar with one hand, and easily lifted his heavy body with weak breathing ~IndoMTL.com~ in front of him, facing the communication device.
“…”
There was silence in the communication channel, Li Ang breathed steadily, silent for a moment,
The operator, who had no idea how many broken bones were left behind, turned to look at the balcony.
The change in just a few seconds is enough for the elite contingent of the Secret Service to respond,
Several armored vehicles parked downstairs were rapidly deformed, the roofs automatically opened to the sides first, and a huge machine gun was raised,
In the five residential buildings ahead, those in black suits responsible for cleaning memories also dropped their instruments.
Caracalla.
The sound of the brain worm changing shape came from the study behind him. The brain worm disguised as a bookcase ended its dormant state and changed into the shape of a ferocious and terrifying beast, quietly crawling on the ground, welcoming the return of the master.
"Stand by."
Lee Ang didn't turn his head, calmly dusted off his body, stepped out of the balcony, and stood in the air.
The ferocious gun barrels of the armored vehicles below stand up,
In the surrounding buildings, a large number of black suits smashed the floor-to-ceiling windows of the houses, holding long guns and short cannons on the balconies of all sides, aiming at the teenagers in the air, like a group of eagles.
"Is that Li Ang?"
In the armored vehicle, a loud announcement sounded, "We are a mobile task force, we are here to help..."
Li Ang plummeted like a meteor, hitting the roof of the armored vehicle with heavy ceramic composite armor with a punch.
Boom! !
The alloy steel on the roof shatters like a chocolate slab, accompanied by the screeching noise of metal twisting,
Li Ang's figure flashed again, and instantly moved to the roof of another armored vehicle,
Hands, holding the left and right sides of the parallel gun barrel.
Tear -
The barrel was torn apart and torn apart, revealing the dense electronic components below,
The broadcast sound also stopped.