Chapter Eighty-Five: The Idea of a Very Single
"Why do you ask so much? Am I going to cheat you?! Do you think I look like I'm going to cheat you? What good is it to me if I cheat you?!"
Questioned, Erin crossed her hands on her hips and twisted her head, acting angry.
"Mr. Mo Xie ......" A clone stopped Lin Ming, who was about to say something (they didn't have special markings on their umbrella uniforms, so they couldn't tell who was who. She shook her head slightly at Lin Min and then said to Erin, "Erin, thank you, there will be a fierce battle downstairs, you and the other big sisters try to stay away." â
"Hmph~ I don't need you to say that I will too~ Okay, big sister, carry me down. Erin was still holding her side face to Linming, and her lips looked like she could already hang an oil bottle.
One of the clones leaned down and carried Erin on his back, and walked down the stairs without saying a word, and when their figures completely disappeared into the stairs, the clones who had just stopped Lin Ming from opening their mouths sighed helplessly.
"You must be wondering why it's not laser weapons lying here, right?"
She's supposed to be the one who follows Erin.
"Yes. Alice said.
"Oh. Lin Ming shrugged his shoulders, he had the ability to read minds, he had already gotten the answer from the minds of Erin and the other clones, but since someone wanted to say something, let her say it, so that people who don't know the truth think that there is anything to do, or maybe the hope for the weapons on the ground is too high.
Don't get me wrong, Lin Ming doesn't care about his teammates' lives or deaths, he just hopes that Alice can help him delay some more time.
"The machine used to open the circuit can no longer be used, just now Erin checked the machine, the wiring in the laser drill bit has melted, and it is impossible to remove it for use alone under the premise of ensuring good performance, so we have to transform these mechanical arms into 'bombs'. â
The clone's account was brief, but sufficient.
"Ha, our duty is only to buy some time for Mr. Mo Ye, as long as Mr. Mo Xie can quickly deal with the manipulators above the sixth floor, maybe we won't need these weapons at all. Alice was relieved, "Are these bombs a regular usage?"
She's an adult, and it's embarrassing enough for a little girl to trouble something like a weapon, and although she doesn't have a weapon to take advantage of, she's not a recruit when it comes to something like fighting.
"Mr. Mo Xie, the matter of the sixth layer will be left to us. â
There were no additional requests, and there were no words like 'as long as we're alive, we won't let the guys on the sixth floor trouble you', but Lin Ming knew that this was what Alice meant.
Without saying anything, Lin Ming turned around, and he nodded, hiding the fact that he had no emotion.
It was the best way he knew from the memories of others to face such a scenario.
"Emotions...... When will I be able to develop my own emotions......?"
Lin Ming asked in his heart, but there was no answer.
Maybe there is one, but Lin Ming hasn't been found yet.
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Lowered his pace all the way up to the sixth floor, this time Lin Ming did not hide himself in the shadow of the stairs.
"Roar!"
The 'Axe Brother' who was guarding the door roared, and his face wrapped in a hood turned around.
"Squeak......
The sound of the metal axe dragging on the ground was tingling to the spine, and the axe was so huge that it would be enough to cover the entire staircase under the axe wind.
"Give your name, Miscellaneous Soldier!"
The sixth layer is not only the 'Axe Brother' who has no autonomous consciousness, in fact, there are some guards here, but compared to the guards on the lower floors, their number is much less, only eight people. When the first person asked Lin Min who emerged from the stairs, the meaning of Yi Qi's command could be heard even if it did not need to be translated into Chinese Lin Ming.
The guards below the sixth floor are not allowed to go to the upper floor without receiving orders, which Lin Ming knows from the heads of the guards along the way, so Lin Ming gave up using his 'acting skills' from the beginning. And if he used a lot of spiritual power to release the 'Mind Projection' at this level, then the next layer would not be able to pass.
Therefore, Lin Ming did not hesitate to run directly to the upper floor.
"Alice, over to you!"
With a soft snort, Lin Ming was responded to by a burst of gunshots.
"Die, Umbrella lackeys!" the gunfire was mixed with Alice's roar.
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"The organization will not forget you. â
A very disagreeable sentence came out of Klaus's mouth, and he held a gun to the head of a soldier leaning against the wall.
"Mistress Klaus......"
The soldier was not wearing a mask, and although his face still looked a little immature, he was already a qualified soldier, but his face was gray at this time - this was a symptom that could not be more obvious.
He was the one who threw the mask to Klaus in the laser tunnel that connected the conference room to the main building.
"Excuse > Klaus didn't let him finish the last words of his life, and the gunshots rang out, and a blood flower bloomed on the wall.
Warm blood splattered on Klaus's face at the same time, staining the goggles that were integrated with the mask blood-red.
Klaus, who had killed this loyal subordinate with his own hands, didn't even shake his hand, he wiped his goggles with his sleeve, and the blood had cooled before it left his body, and then he immediately tore off the blood-stained sleeve as if he remembered something.
"Damn Isaac!"
Crack's voice was accompanied by Klaus's roar.
The guards behind Klaus were silent, not knowing whether they were mourning for their comrades or wondering if it would have been the same if it had been me who had just laid down the mask.
Probably not, in the last days, after surviving in the umbrella company for so long, they don't think about these problems anymore, they who are allowed to save zĂ i as tools should not sympathize with their colleagues who are also tools, and similarly, they should not question the person holding the tool.
They just remained silent, not interfering with Klaus's judgment and train of thought.
No one noticed, and there was a faint envy in their eyes when they looked at the corpse that had stained the wall red with blood.
"Questioning...... It's a nice relief......
If I had to say it, it should be on their minds at this time.
"Thatch, you take fifty men and explore the main control room on the third floor, and if it is confirmed that it cannot be captured, inform the others to defend the stairs on the second floor. â
After throwing away his sleeves, Klaus tried to calm himself down, and he began to give orders.
"George, you take twenty men and go and get the vehicle to the ground. It's a pity that the helicopter has been fully reimbursed, otherwise the situation would not be so bad now......"
Klaus would definitely run away if he could, and years of experience with Isaacs told him how unwise it would be to be an enemy of that man, as if Isaacs had almost made Klaus fall to his knees now just by activating some mechanisms.
But now the helicopter as a retreat has long been reimbursed (Mo Xie has hidden merit and fame), and now that the lower floor was sealed by Klaus's previous order, they still have the advantage of being closest to the exit, and this battle can still be fought by Klaus.
I really can't beat it, it's a big deal, seal the base, and run away by myself!
That's right, that's what Klaus had in mind.
Very single-minded idea
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