The saber-rattling aura spread through the dark space underground, and the heavy footsteps of Mr. Bang Bang broke the brief silence.

At this point, I can only have a close encounter with that guy. However, just as the robot was about to enter the habitation area, its pace suddenly stopped.

The elevator behind it made a screeching sound and began to rise again. When the noise sounded, Lin Chi was also a little surprised.

- The seemingly scrapped elevator is working again? Could it be that some other engineer had entered the safe house?

Recalling what the engineer said about the "group graduation project", Lin Chi sighed.

Needless to say, things should get complicated.

……

At the same moment, next to the newsstand on the street corner, a group of soldiers, armed to the teeth, had quickly set up temporary positions, ready to deal with the enemy who could appear at any time.

The soldiers' costumes were an eerie dark blue, the surface of the unusually smooth combat uniforms glistened in the direct sunlight, and they wore masks and goggles on their heads, and there was not a single piece of skin exposed on their bodies, a bit like frogmen who had been lurking underwater for a long time.

Unlike the divers, they did not carry oxygen cylinders on their backs, and used the same weapon that is standard for the ground forces, the short-barreled G36C assault rifles.

At this time, under the protection of these strange-looking soldiers, a bearded man with a peaked cap was standing in front of the newsstand, staring at the password disk with a frown, and the expression on his rough face was very serious.

"Is the password okay?" The man standing next to the engineer spoke.

"Absolutely, if it's wrong, I'd be electrocuted right now." The engineer frowned and looked at the man.

Saved from the bloodthirsty mercenaries was a tall, resolute-looking man, wearing a brown beret and small but unusually powerful muscles, wrapped in an urban camouflage suit. His face was painted with gray and black oil paint, and every time his expression changed, a large number of wrinkles appeared.

The appearance of this commander looks like that of a veteran who has been in a hundred battles, which makes people feel an inexplicable sense of security. The engineer who was lucky enough to survive the bloody city of Kayaland, had no choice but to entrust his life to the commander, and chose to march with this mysterious unit.

And what the Commander needs is a hideout similar to a doomsday shelter.

Looking at the newsstand's unopened doors, the engineer couldn't help but think back to when he and a few other students worked on this "graduation project" that they wouldn't have been able to complete without the help of Vault Technologies.

Time flies, the student days have long been a long time ago, and now I have a family, but I don't know what happened to my family......

Thinking that his family was still alive and dead, and had no idea where he had gone, the engineer silently clenched his fists and waited for the newsstand door to open.

- The commander has promised to send a few soldiers with him to find his family, as long as he can help the unit find a safe place to hide. The engineer is also well aware that the other party may regret it at any time, but now he has no other choice.

I don't have any combat effectiveness at all, and if I go to find my family alone, I can only end up on the streets. Even if you don't know if the other party can trust it, you can only send someone to the fence temporarily.

"Are you alright?" The commander's voice was calm and powerful.

"I don't know ......"

Before the engineer could finish his sentence, he heard a click inside the newsstand, and he immediately opened the door of the newsstand, and then he was greeted by an unexpected scene:

The inside of the newsstand was a mess, the metal "floor" was littered with footprints, and the walls were covered with handprints and blood. Several black bugs were crawling inside, and when they saw people, they immediately rushed over.

Bang Bang Bang!

The commander pulled out his GLOCK-17 pistol, directly blasted several bugs into pieces, looked down at the "broken corpse" that burst out of colorless slime, and muttered in a low voice: "What is this?" ”

"Looks like someone has already arrived early!" The engineer stared at the mess inside the newsstand in amazement: "Only my old classmates have the passwords here. Could it be that they ......?"

"Do you have so many classmates?" The Commander stared at the stray footprints.

The engineer shook his head: "There are only four of me. ”

"It seems that other troops have taken the lead."

Speaking of this, the commander raised the corners of his mouth, laughed, and said to the person who had been standing behind him: "You go down and search first." ”

"Got it."

A hoarse voice rang out, and a dark shadow emerged from behind the commander, like a dark grim reaper.

The man in a black one-piece combat suit, his green eyes unblinkingly met the commander's eyes, and despite his gray hair, the stubble and rough skin on his face looked like he had been through the vicissitudes of life. But the contours of his muscles under his combat uniform were still clear, highlighting the man's figure, which was not inferior even to that of a young man.

"Sam. Fisher, fourth echelon. The mission begins. The black-clad agent whispered his name.

"Go ahead." The Commander nodded.

Under the watchful eyes of the special forces soldiers, the agent walked directly into the elevator, reached out and pressed the button inside, and the newsstand door slowly closed.

"Is it okay to be the only one? Commander. A special forces soldier asked.

"That guy is the number one agent in the world. If he can't, then we'll have no choice but to die. THE COMMANDER SMILED AND INSERTED THE GLOCK PISTOL INTO ITS HOLSTER.

"No. 1 in the world?" There was a hint of suspicion in the Special Forces soldier's tone.

"Can you infiltrate the heavily guarded headquarters of Iran's Quds Force in five minutes?" The commander asked.

"I can't." The soldier shook his head.

"But he could. He also seems to have infiltrated the CIA in ten minutes. The Commander stared thoughtfully at the closed metal door of the newsstand.

- In the previous war, another of his retinue had been hung up, and his unit had lost six soldiers. But as long as Sam. Fisher is still in the team, and there is still hope of winning.

No matter what enemy lurks underground, it won't be the agent's opponent. Because......

As long as it is a dark area that is not shrouded in sunlight, the agents of "Splinter Cell" are the strongest assassins.

That secret killer, who is not recognized by the United States, has accomplished impossible missions countless times in hellish battlefields. And now, it's just a matter of adding to his resume. Of course, the resume of that guy will not be seen by anyone.

"Retreat, lurk around, don't let anyone near the newsstand, we're going to help him guard the gate." The commander gave a new order.