Chapter Seventy-Nine: Lin Ming's Sideways! (Medium)

"Hey, do you feel like the ground under your feet is shaking a little ......?"

On the twelfth floor of the underground base of the Umbrella Division in the desert, a group of armed men wearing gas masks patrolled around, and Fang Cai's words came from the mouth of one of the young men.

"No, are you kidding me? This base is built to defend against nuclear explosions! Keep an eye on the stairs and ventilation ducts! Enemies can only emerge from those two places! ”

The older of the Umbrella Company's internal guards would never have believed that anyone could make a fuss about the partitions between floors. What's more, it's only been two days since the staircase was sealed, and even if you dig without sleep, it's impossible to dig here.

"Everyone! Brace oneself! The captain with the nameplate badge scolded, pointing to the sentence of unknown meaning, whether it was said to the young man who said 'the ground shook a little' at the beginning or to the veteran team member who mocked the young man afterwards, "Look forward to your position!" Once the new 'weapon' is in place, we can relax! ”

"But! If there is any more trouble, I don't mind sending him to the real room as a 'volunteer'! ”

The captain's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a sense of old-fashionedness, but the last sentence ruined his image.

To be the umbrella management, which person on the face of the management has not been stained with the blood of others? The blood stained before the end times belongs to the enemy, and after the end of the world, it is more stained with the innocent and their own people.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was silent, and they didn't even dare to say anything, and the tacit understanding was that the needles fell in the entire floor.

So they really heard the "clanging" sound of a steel needle falling to the ground.

"Clank!"

"What sound?!"

As a man who served as the captain of the Umbrella Guard, he could not trust the senses of others, and he would never question his own senses.

"Click!"

He loaded the gun in his hand, as everyone here did, and the "clanging" sound was muffled in a series of "clicks".

Is the masked "jingle" one or two?

After the gun was loaded, the captain's entire attention shifted to finding the source of the sound.

His gaze wandered, and the muzzle of the gun moved with it, and the captain's gaze swept over the ordinary-looking siding above his head, and the metal material could still reflect the human face from a distance of more than a meter.

"Clank!"

The sound sounded again, as if it came from a distant space, but it was strangely clear to everyone present.

The sound of their footsteps and the metal sound of their guns sliding could no longer hide it, much louder than the previous "clanging" sound.

The louder the sound, the closer the enemy becomes.

The captain stepped back, leaning against the wall behind him, and most of the people present made such a choice, such a tactic did not require human instructions at all.

"You two, go and lift the ventilator above!" Until this incident, the experienced captain did not suspect that the biggest threat actually came from his feet, and it seems that the conscience project of the umbrella is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people......

"Woola~!"

The two unlucky ghosts who were spotted moved over the ladder and opened the ventilation hole in the center of the hallway, but there was nothing inside.

"Everyone! Trinity! Maximum Alert Mode! The captain yelled.

The sound of "jingle bell" was continuous, and the movement that could not find the source was the most worrying, and he was worried about two points at this time:

One, is this sound a message from an intruder digging through a ventilation duct to a nearby floor?

Second, if this sound was not caused by the intruder, then could it be that those guys in the real yΓ n room accidentally released the real yΓ n body?

Anyway, neither the intruder nor the real body is easy to deal with. In fact, after sealing the floor, the base did not send people to clean up the battlefield on the ground, and a large reason was that it needed manpower to take care of the real room. If the real yΓ n body is rampant, the fun will be great.

Everyone clenched their guns tightly, and they scanned every corner of their side vigilantly.

The trigger will be pulled at any time.

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Is the world really real as we see it?

Vision is not credible, the human eye only obtains 80% or less information, and the rest of the information will be ignored, so the world in your brain has a certain amount of dΓΉ that is made up by the brain. And there are not a few things that are invisible to the naked eye.

Hearing is also not so reliable, it is too easily disturbed, and the frequency band of human access to sound is very limited, too high and too low to be read.

So what else can be trusted?

Spiritual communication cannot be deceived - of course, this is when both parties have the same level of mental energy.

A person with strong mental power can blind the senses of a person whose mental strength is inferior to his.

"Alright, open it."

Standing in front of the 'octopus' in the shape of "standing up to the sky", the black pupils in Lin Ming's eyes froze.

Just now, his spiritual power entered the upper space through the breach opened by the 'octopus', and without Mo Ye's perception and unable to see the specific situation geographically, he could only use his spiritual tentacles to explore randomly.

However, after capturing the first target, it was a matter of course.

The first person to be captured was a young man with a good standing angle.

"Lift." Although she didn't understand the significance of Lin Ming's actions, Alice, who was used to the command of 'Mo Ye', still nodded at Erin.

"'Octopus'! Full power! ”

Now that she already knows that there is an ambush above, Erin plans to make a violent appearance and strike first.

"Tsk!"

Without the slightest delay, all of the octopus's 'wrists and feet' were infused with power, and the electricity was converted into mechanical force by the core engine, and at this moment it seemed to transform into a giant spring - according to Erin's design, it was really true.

"Bang!"

Without any buffer, the floor slab, which had been cut in advance, directly gained a speed comparable to a human sprint of 100 meters from a stationary state.

After a series of heavy collisions, there were no screams or gunshots in the upper hallway, only the light falling from the gap indicated that the upper space was different from the previous level.

At least, it's electrified.

"Whew!"

Lin Ming jumped up first.

"Come along, you're not allowed to kill people without my permission."

The inexplicable words, from which Alice strangely heard an incomparable coldness, as if anyone who violated this point would be killed by the man

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