"Put everything you can on me. The dean said.

The old man was stunned, then nodded his head and said, "What is this for?"

"You don't have to worry about it. The dean said.

The old man immediately nodded his head to fetch it, and the dean looked at the weapon rack in front of him with an unpredictable expression.

The old man took off the small half of the weapons on the weapon wall, and after taking the things, he looked at the dean blankly and said, "These equipment are enough to wipe out the strength of a camp, what are you going to do?"

"Solve some problems, get rid of some pests. After speaking, the dean took off his clothes in front of the old man.

The epaulettes fell to the ground, and the old man bent down quickly to pick them up, as if he had seen a treasure.

But the dean didn't think so, and when he took off his underwear and only his underwear, the dean began to put on the equipment that the old man had said.

Almost fully armed from head to toe, even with a mask.

Halfway through dressing, the dean was already out of breath, and the old man folded the dean's clothes and epaulettes in a regular manner, and immediately came to help.

The heavy equipment was worn on the dean, and the dean was pressed and couldn't breathe at the moment.

"It's okay right away, plugging in the battery will help. The old man struggled to screw the two bottles into the dean's back.

The dean carried two huge bottles on his back, one for gas and one for electricity.

The power indicator began to light up, and the dean, who was originally burdened, stood up all of a sudden.

The dean tried to lower the hood, and the air inside began to circulate.

The old man began to load up one piece at a time, small and large pistols. The big ones were hundreds of barrel-type machine guns, and some grenades and the like.

The dean adjusted his breathing inside the mask and said, "Do you remember what I asked you to build this thing for in the first place?"

"Seventeen years ago, if someone from above was transferred to be the dean. A few of us brothers fought with the entire research institute, but unfortunately the two of us were left with the big guy walking to death. But it's only a beta version of this thing so far, and it's good that you're the dean. The old man said.

"Remember, what is the red dot on that screen?

"A hormone called angel that works for a short period of time. Don't use this as a last resort, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. The old man said.

"Okay, no matter how things develop today, don't worry about it anymore when you retire. The dean said, and began to take a step.

The dean was almost just moving, and the watch was connected to the call.

The call immediately appeared on the panel in front of me, and it was a familiar call from a superior.

The dean directly chose to hang up, and with his ass, he could think of the meaning of this group of people calling him at the moment.

Ignoring it at all, the dean was bent on revenge.

The dean, who was originally one meter and seven slightly hunchbacked, was now nearly two and a half meters tall, and he was bent over when he went out of the door.

The dean walked down the hallway, and it was an incomparable sense of exertion. But every time it was so powerful and real, I felt like I was forty years younger.

Both the D-class and the white coat saw the behemoth, but when they found out that it was the dean, they both knew each other and avoided it.

The dean quickly descended from the elevator to the subject's rest area, where many D-class personnel and white coats moved around.

The dean tried to flip his wrist, and the watch buried in the device on his wrist poked out slightly, turning on the call permission.

"Attention, this is an all-staff voice. Administrator Harry defected from the Order, and now mobilizes all personnel to conduct a search. Those who provide Harry information to meritorious service are given the same authority, and D-class personnel are treated equally. The dean said.

Loud commotion could be heard all around, especially the phrase that D-class personnel were treated equally, which simply made D-class personnel get their blood boiling.

Various news came from the general channel, and there were reports that Harry had been seen in the experimenter's rest area. There are claims that he has seen Harry in the subject's rest area, and various theories have appeared.

The dean knew that even if these messages were time-sensitive, they might be mixed with the possibility of fraud, and if he really shouted in this voice, wouldn't he be able to become a manager?

The dean began to take the initiative to take the lead and said: "All armed personnel gather from the negative layer to the negative third floor to search, and the experimenters search from the negative fourth floor to the negative seventh floor. D-class personnel conduct a carpet search of the test subject area. Tell me room-by-room to report the situation, and report to me immediately when you see K233 Manager Harry. The dean said.

After a minute of waiting, the microphone inside the hood began to hear the conversation of the armed men.

"Area A on the B1 was not found. ”

"There is no anomaly in Area A of the negative third floor. ”

......

"There is no area G on the negative fourth floor. ”

"There is no area G on the negative seventh floor. ”

Undetected voices continued to be heard from all the areas, and the dean shouted, "All rooms, check them one by one." I open all permissions, not even my room. ”

Another few minutes of waiting.

"The district offices did not find it. ”

"The district lounges were not found. ”

The dean thought that it was all within his own mind, and it was a good thing that Harry was not found everywhere.

The dean began to move, running towards the innermost room.

The Dean's thoughts were clear, and no one in Room 333 had permission except the Dean.

So there weren't really many rooms that Harry could go to, and 332 caught the dean's eye.

In front of room 332, the dean opened the door with authority.

The dean entered the room with his head down, and Liu Xing sat in the room and looked at the dean who came in.

In Liu Xing's line of sight, a robot six or seven times larger than himself entered the room. But a figure could be seen in the glass cover, and the figure seemed to say something, but Liu Xing didn't have headphones, so he couldn't understand it at all.

"What about Harry?" said the Dean, repeating it for the second time.

The dean remembered something, and 332 didn't seem to understand English on the document.

The dean didn't care about Liu Xing either, waving his hand in the air.

Inside the dean's hood, the virtual panel operates.

The entire panel turns red and thermal imaging is turned on.

Everything in the room was as warm as it should be, but soon something special appeared under the bed.

There was a faint red glow from the bottom of the bed, indicating that someone was hiding inside.

The dean also didn't give a chance, pulled out the semi-automatic micro rush on his waist and began to shoot under the bed board.

This was the first time Liu Xing had seen a real gun, but he vaguely had seen something similar in the games he had played before. Liu Xing knew that this thing was very deadly, and his eyes emitted a dazzling blue light.

The dean pulled the trigger, and the fire erupted from the head of the gun.

With a rate of fire of more than a dozen rounds per second, Liu Xing stretched out his hand and breathed a black area.

The bullets all went into the black area and disappeared, and the same black area appeared from the side of the dean.

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