Bengel ran in the stairwell.

He was aware of his situation.

For some reason, the horrible knight suddenly usurped the high-level privileges of the security system - it could be that some idiot had saved the permission code into the memory drive, and someone had dug it up.

Bengel's consciousness could no longer reach the core of the building's security system. He had completely lost control of this realm at this moment.

In the past, Bengel was like a god in the building, and any thought would be automatically automated by the system as a force to interfere with reality.

But now, this "power" is taken away.

Due to the EMP, the satellite signal receiving station on the roof of the building was also abandoned. For the time being, this building does not have access to remote support from internal masters.

Besides, looking at the internal strength of this chivalrous man, a good player may not have the means to deal with him.

So, now you can only run away.

- I can't die here...... I'm only fifty years old, how can I die so easily like a cached file......

Bengel thought so.

However, he soon saw that live stream as well.

It was sent to him by his apprentices using the local network.

He saw himself on the run, and he saw the wall being lowered.

Bad.

He thought to himself.

This guy wants to turn this mansion into a maze and hinder the rescue of his subordinates as much as possible.

Bengel didn't know why it was the way it was. He couldn't understand why the most core permissions were leaked.

If it weren't for that, he would at least be able to hold on for a while......

At least it can quickly converge with local reinforcements.

At this moment, the entire building's PA system suddenly turned on.

This represents a further erosion of the enemy's internal strength on the overall system.

A melodious suona sound appeared in the corridor.

No, it's not.

It's not just this building.

All the people who watched the live broadcast of this scene heard the sudden sound of music.

At the same time, a singing voice appeared unhurriedly behind Bengel.

"Raise your head and look, the sky and the earth are boundless......"

- Here he comes......

Bengel shuddered.

With a loss of control, he couldn't even orient himself in the building, and he didn't know where the floodgates hadn't been lowered.

"Escape ......"

The deputy head suddenly remembered. Three more layers online, there is a platform. That platform was used to park the aircraft.

- As long as you get there......

Yes, you can be rescued as long as you get there.

Even if this chivalrous martial arts is superb, he doesn't dare to appear on that platform.

In that case, he will most likely be subjected to long-range sniping by all military forces within a few kilometers!

And even if that knight can hack all intelligent aerial vehicles, he will never be able to hack the traditional unpowered glider.

- As long as you can get there......

Bengel urged his prosthetic body to quicken.

"There will be a kind of longing in my heart/It's called hometown/Covered in wounds/I'm alone in the wind and rain/It's just the blame for the passage of time/Too young and frivolous......"

The voice was still behind him. Due to the special reverberation effect, it is difficult for Bengel to distinguish between far and near.

Every time he felt as if he was far away from his enemy, the voices seemed to bring them closer together.

"Hateful! Knight-errant! Bengel screamed as he fled.

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Jadel looked at some of the stumps on the ground and couldn't help but be shocked: "Senior brother, God! I thought it would be great if you didn't regress after you retired......"

For martial artists who have mastered most of the techniques and tactics, only "actual combat" can make them progress.

Of course, there is also a certain effect of simulation training in the mind. But after all, it is not as good as a real combat exercise.

As an athlete, Matsushima Hiroshi should only have a small amount of experience fighting gangsters after retiring.

Jadel had followed Hiroshi Matsushima's game years ago. At that time, Matsushima Hiroshi's martial arts were strong, but he couldn't give birth to the feeling of "high mountains looking up".

But the moment when Matsushima Hiroshi rushed into the formation just now, the timing and tactical arrangement were all at the peak level.

An idle athlete martial arts artist should not have this kind of skill no matter what.

"Talk less nonsense and do more." Matsushima Hiroshi said: "I'll go to the intersection over there and guard, and you set the parameters here." ”

"Okay." Jadel screamed, hooking his data interface to the camp's command system.

Hiroshi Matsushima stood not far away.

Jadel quickly reset the weapon according to the parameters that Matsushima Hiroshi had agreed beforehand. It's really something he's good at. His battle for fame was to penetrate the fire position of the government and change the parameters of the government's weapons to let them attack their own people.

It's just that the parameters given by Hiroshi Matsushima don't seem to be simply "reversing the enemy and me".

Matsushima Hiroshi doesn't know how to do internal skills, this should be told to him by other Jianghu people.

"So sure enough, I still can't stay in the martial arts hall, and I can't help but want to make a move? It's really, say it earlier, how good it is to mix the rivers and lakes with me, the so-called brothers are concentric, and their benefits are ......"

Jadel muttered.

But soon, he stopped talking.

An unprecedentedly powerful inner force struck like a tsunami, rushing directly into the military's command network.

In an instant, the troops on the march were in disarray.

Many automatic weapons were set false targets, and some units began to attack each other.

Soon, there were internal masters who fought back.

Hiroshi Matsushima stood at the intersection and looked into the distance. As a result of this silent and invisible battle, the lighting equipment that the army had put out to dispel the darkness began to turn on and off.

"I'......ll drop a production line," Jadel cried, "Senior brother, you may not feel it." Seeing the ...... in the distance that is starting to mess up"

"Shut up and get to work."

"Oh."

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The lord's deputy gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell...... Damn it! Due to the EMP just now, it is difficult to connect to long-range satellite signals, and only limited wired signals can still be used. Where did this master of internal strength come from? Why is this so...... So ......"

A large number of officers with higher authority disconnected the command network at the first time to avoid being poisoned themselves.

The military attachés had to rely on primitive language systems to replace the non-working information networks.

Of course, as a violent institution of this era, the Gene Bank Guardian Force also has training in passwords, flags, telegraph instructions, etc.

However, in the end, it cannot be compared with an intelligent command system.

To make matters worse, due to the fire positions and minefields previously established by the gangs, the entire unit was advanced in the form of skirmishers.

This greatly increases the difficulty of command.

Just when the unrelated doors were in a hurry, someone pointed to the top of the tower and exclaimed, "Look, Your Excellency Bengel! ”

It was a small platform on the seven hundred and forty-fifth floor. The platform is only 200 square meters. Bengel, the deputy head of the Knights of Mana, pushed open the door of the platform and stumbled out.

"He's out! He escaped! ”

The deputy couldn't help but cheer up.

Although the "attack on the Knights of Scientific Research" was already a great dereliction of duty for them, it was better than the deputy head being killed anyway.

At this moment, there were exclamations in the distance. Another figure emerged from the gate.

In an instant, an anti-aircraft artillery position in the distance reacted, and several missiles hit it directly.

"Damn! Damn it! The adjutant was furious: "I told everyone to be ready to snipe, but not including the empty artillery position!" Are those guys idiots! Yes! Actually bombarded the Knights of Scientific Research with that kind of weapon? ”

The close defense artillery position cannot be directly activated through the network, and someone must input the command on the physical port [this is also a convention, after all, the world's number one hacker is a hardcore knight, and no one dares to make tactical/strategic weapons into something that can be controlled remotely on the network] So he didn't think it would be controlled by the master of internal strength.

But it's too late to say anything.

The defenders did not expect that there would be missiles flying from their rear and shooting at the American-Israeli edifice in front of them.

It was so sudden, and by the time the sniper reacted, the missile had already accelerated to the point where the bullet could not catch it.

In fact, before the officer could finish his swearing, the missile had already collided.

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Bengel waved his hand to sweep away the rubble around him, and looked at the prosthetic eye on his neck.

Just now, a missile hit the upper floor, causing a large number of buildings to collapse, and countless pieces of debris fell down, destroying the aircraft in front of him.

But fortunately, he didn't die.

"After all, I still care about my life...... Bengel comforted himself, "then, the knight must be dead......

"Raise the wine in your hand/Be friends in this life/Even if the sky is high and the earth is thick/Let's go together/Time is like flowing water/Just like the Yellow River flowing again/How much time/It's gone, and you won't look back......"

However, at this time, a burst of singing shattered all the expectations in his heart.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Bengel knew that his ugliness was being streamed live — and now, all surveillance cameras were wiped out.

The loser who couldn't act because of fear in the live broadcast is what he looks like now.

A flying machine approached quickly. The aircraft levitated, and its built-in megaphone shouted: "Your Excellency Bengel, hold on!" We're here to save ......."

With a "bang", an air defense missile was shot out from under the platform, detonating the aircraft.

The light of the fire pierced through the smoke and dust.

In the dust, a warrior, like the "appearance" of a drama, followed the firelight, posed a freeze-frame action of a long sword raised.