The girl's mood simply changed faster than the battle situation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In the last second, Comrade Daxia was still crying with pear blossoms and rain, and this second it seems that his mood has completely calmed down. Before I could react, she had already run to the entrance of the fire escape.

I said...... Can you slow down......" I can't believe how fast she recovers.

Actually, I really wanted to ask Darsha if she was really crying just now, but I held back.

"This is indeed the entrance...... Daxia turned on the computer, typed a few lines on the computer quickly, and said as he typed, "This communication radar station has only three floors. The first basement floor is the control room, the second floor is the living area and confinement room, and the third floor is the computer room area...... It's weird......"

"Are you wondering, why is there not much population capacity below, but there are more than two hundred genetically mutated slave laborers just now?" I asked.

"That's right!" Darsha replied affirmatively, "Slave laborers are not capable of reproduction. In this case, it is strange that this base can only accommodate a maximum of thirty people, why are there more than two hundred slave laborers? If we were going to stop us or seize control of this communication station, wouldn't it be better to drop the army directly? ”

This is also a question that I didn't figure out. Throwing slave laborers and berserkers in large numbers is indeed a common tactic for Yuri's troops, but it should be used for assault, not special operations, right?

"And ...... I also discovered that there is a telepathic jamming device in the communications radar station, which is still on at the moment......" Darsha muttered to himself in surprise, "which is even more strange. How could Yuri's forces allow the telepathic device to be on all the time? Aren't they afraid that the army in this place will get out of control? ”

"I reckoned ...... There is only one explanation...... "I thought about it for a long time, and I reluctantly came up with an answer," Yuri's troops tried to take control of this communication radar station, sending troops to try to take it by air. But the person in charge of this launch base had already sent troops here to stand by, and the raid turned into a war of attrition. ”

"And then? And then Yuri initiated the genetic mutation? Daxia's expression was shocked, "He can really careless of human life!" ”

is not only careless of human life, but obviously he has also gotten away. It may have been the result of a large number of Yuri's troops in a short period of time, and all the corpses on the ground turned into slave laborers and orcs when the gene mutated, and only then did a communication station crowd hundreds of people, and all the remaining buildings on the surface were destroyed to a mess.

What's even more interesting is that while I don't know why there is a telepathic device in such a place, the fighters in the base must have activated it at the last minute. Well, Yuri's forces have much less control over slave labor. Although he had encountered a few puppet soldiers before, most of Yuri's troops ...... It should be over.

To put it this way...... Something bad occurred to me, but I don't need to worry about it right now.

"Mark?" When I came back to my senses, I saw Darsha standing at the door of the fire staircase and beckoning to me, "Don't be there in a daze, come with me." ”

When I threw all the thoughts out of my mind, I suddenly remembered a big event.

"Anyway...... I remember that this kind of door is not easy to open, right? "As I followed Darsha down the stairs, I suddenly asked.

Before he finished speaking, he could already see the location of the gate in the distance. The red light on the PINpad next to the door surprised me slightly.

"This won't be a password......" Before the words fell, Daxia had already pushed the door in.

Well, it looks like the door is broken. But it's no wonder that if the door is still intact, who opened it for the slave laborers with the courage to do so? That's what surprises me.

The underground is already a mess. Thanks to the fact that the power switch in the distribution room outside the door has been opened, the corridor has been shrouded in warm incandescent light.

Unlike the outside, the hallway was filled with the smell of blood, but there were no corpses, nothing. Although the surface buildings outside the door also had a strange smell of blood before the slave laborers rushed out, the two were not the same.

The former is the fishy smell of black and red blood that flows from the purulent wounds of slave laborers after the corpse has decomposed; The latter is different, the latter is the salty smell of clotted blood that has remained in the corridors of countless dead people after a great war.

I don't like either of these smells, or the smell of fresh blood smells pleasant.

Truly. Walking from the door to the door of the control room, in the corridor for a full two hundred meters, there was not a single enemy in sight, but there was blood everywhere: on the wall, on the ground, on the ceiling, on the door. Daxia was retching all the way, and I had to blindfold her.

Pushing open the door of the control room, the first thing you see is not a dazzling array of computers and complex machines, but a skeleton in the chair in the middle. Darsha ripped off the blindfold and ran out when he saw the mutilated skeleton, and there was a vomiting sound in the hallway.

No, there was not just one corpse, there were four or five others lying on the ground in front of me.

Each was the same, with a hole in the head from a pistol bullet of the same caliber. Are they all killed slave laborers...... Could it be that it was all eliminated by this dead man at the computer desk?

I took another look at the corpse in front of the computer desk. Not good...... Something's going on......

I saw the deceased in the chair slowly stand up. The corpse was not wearing the uniform of the coalition forces, nor the military uniform of the Soviet Union or other countries, but the uniform of the soldiers of the Storm Team!

Damn, I should have seen it better! I...... I should have seen it clearly. The armband on his arm did not represent the military emblem of the country to which he belonged, but a tornado stretched out from the red star, and two crossed assault rifles extended from both sides of the red star; The cockade on his head was not a red star covered with a regular pentagon with burnt corners, and on the regular pentagon was a party emblem, but a compass covered by a tornado, and the compass marked the direction of the arrow to the east!

"It's ...... This is my soldier! I couldn't help but whisper, "It's the Storm Team!" ”

But what I'm most worried about is not the identity of this corpse, it's ......

"Huh? Mark...... As soon as she entered the door, Daxia, who had been vomiting outside for a long time, immediately began to vomit again, but this time she didn't have a chance.

"Darsha, get out ......," I said in a trembling voice.

"What's wrong?" Daxia asked casually.

"I'll say it!" Before I could finish speaking, I grabbed Daxia and pushed him to the right side of the door, and I slipped and fell to the ground.

A fishy wind blew overhead, and a huge figure flew over my head and crashed into the gate opposite. I rolled on the spot, and when I got out of the door, I hid on the right side of the door, and pulled Dasha, who was still shivering, to me.

"Just hiding here, right?" Darsha asked me in horror. As I put my arms around Darsha's shoulders, the feeling of her trembling spread throughout my body.

Before I could reply, there was a loud and heavy bang at the door frame. The mad beastman who had the posture of "swallowing mountains and rivers" just now hit the door frame at this moment, and he couldn't advance or retreat.

The beastmen are very large, and it is not uncommon for them to get stuck in the doorway. Of course, if they turn sideways, they can still get through, but the IQ of the beastmen is limited after all, and they will not be flexible if they are stuck in the doorway, and will only crash forward desperately.

I'm not worried about the orcs...... Forget it, now is not the time to worry about that.

"You give way, I'll kill him."

"That's not going to work! It's too dangerous! ”

"What else can I do?" I asked, "Not to mention that the door frame won't last long, and if you don't enter the control room, you won't be able to control the communication station at all!" ”

"But...... Feed! Come back! "Dasha still wanted to persuade something, but he couldn't hold me.

I withdrew all the bullets from my sniper rifle and pulled out a virus sniper cartridge from my pocket.

The skin of the berserkers is too hard for bullets to penetrate, and bombs can't hurt them, only the virus sniper projectile, known as the "devil's sigh", can.

I took aim at the damn orcs. The other party's strong flesh and blood had not yet recovered, half of the bones and half of the flesh, and at the moment he was desperately banging against the door frame, and at the moment he let out a low roar at me.

"It hurts......" I muttered, "I can't hear what you're trying to say...... But I know you're going to be in a lot of pain right now......"

Don't know what you've been through. All I know is that you need liberation now.

You're a good fighter, rest in peace.

It's a pity that the other party can't hear these words. There was a wail from the door frame, and the cracks around it grew longer and deeper.

When I estimated that the door frame could no longer support the impact, I chose to raise the muzzle of the gun by half an inch and change the aim from the chest to its head.

I quietly opened the door behind me.

Five, four...... Three, two......, one......

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, the orcs also rushed out of the gate, and the blunt-tipped bullet pierced into one of the orcs' rotten eyes.

At the same time, the gigantic body of the roar jumped into the room behind me. I grabbed Daxia's hand in the corner and slipped into the control room, closed the door and locked it.

"Alright. You'd better hurry up next," Daxia was too slow. I picked her up and ran to the computer facing the big screen in front of the center and put it down, not giving Daxia the slightest time to react, "If the smoke spreads later, we're all going to be finished." ”