Chapter 322: It's Over

The ruthless words came out of the mouth of the defender without hurrying or slow, and the cold mechanical voice was flat but like the sound of death from hell, which made Lin Ping shudder.

However, the other Asian agents beside him clearly did not know the horror of the not-so-large metal monster in front of him.

The two Asian agents who were close to each other glanced at each other vaguely, and then suddenly slid into the corner of the wall next to them in tacit understanding, and when half of their bodies were covered, they immediately raised their hands and raised their weapons to defend and pulled the trigger.

Another Asian agent jumped onto a couch in the middle of the living room next to him, then crouched down and pulled open the bottom drawer of the obviously altered couch, took out several powerful assault rifles from it, picked one up and used the couch as a cover, and actually shot wildly at its head.

The sound of gunfire was like a general attack order, and the next moment, all the agents on the first floor, except for Lin Ping, raised their weapons to defend and shot wildly.

"It's over!"

Lin Ping's heart sank, and with the bright lights in the room, he finally saw the scene that happened upstairs just now this time.

I saw that the bullets that kept shooting from the muzzles of the weapons in the hands of the agents, when they hit the monster in front of them, they could only splash sparks on it, and not even a single dent could be left.

What made him even more desperate was that the monster's face became more and more hideous under the tongue of fire sprayed by the three SCAR assault rifles and the AKM.

Soon, as if it had run out of patience, its originally high head lowered slightly, and at the same time, the body forged by the unknown metal tensed, and it had entered a combat state.

"No!"

Lin Ping, who was about to burst, only had time to roar, and in the next second, his eyes caught several silver-gray rays of light faintly flashing.

Then the gunfire stopped abruptly, followed by a series of crackling sounds, and the agents in the living room fell to the ground one after another, no longer showing any signs of life.

"Humans, what fragile creatures!"

The cold mechanical sound sounded again, making Lin Ping feel his body stiffen at first, and then even if it was weak, he stumbled and almost didn't fall to the ground.

There was no other reason than that the voice sounded in my ears.

Lin Ping didn't even have to look back at all now, his skin could feel a piercing coldness that made him get goosebumps on this hot summer night.

It turned out that while the other agents had been dealt with in an instant just now, Wei Wei actually jumped onto the back of the sofa next to Lin Ping, and at this time, its head had already reached Lin Ping's side cheek, and slowly spoke into his ear.

In the end, it is a CIA agent who has been hovering on the verge of death all the year round, and his good mental quality still allows Lin Ping's body to maintain basic work even in critical situations.

With a rapid rise and fall in his chest, Lin Ping took a few breaths, and then he managed to suppress the fear in his heart.

Since the other party did not kill himself, he obviously had an intention for himself.

Remembering that what the other party had been saying was Chinese, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked in his slightly hoarse and jerky Chinese: "Who are you?" Why attack us CIA? ”

Obviously, Lin Ping didn't think that the mechanical monster that attacked them next to him had extremely high intelligence, so he speculated that there must be someone behind this monster who was artificially manipulating.

It is not surprising that he would be so skeptical, because the most powerful military science and technology in the world today is the United States.

As a subordinate employee of the CIA, a U.S. intelligence agency, Lin Ping naturally has to deal with some military intelligence, so he knows that the U.S. military's research on combat robots is still in a very early stage, and although robots such as 'big dogs' are just smoke bombs released from the outside, the real research and development process of the U.S. military is not much more advanced than the 'big dog' with endless problems.

"CIA?"

There was a smile on the face of the beast defending the hideous, and his eyes fell on Lin Ping's body, and the blue light in his eyes flickered non-stop.

Its database contains information about all the national forces on Earth, and it is not difficult for mechanical life to enter the interconnected network created by humans, so he naturally knows what the words CIA means!

At that moment, it immediately sent a message to Sun Cheng, who was dozens of kilometers away, and reported the situation briefly.

This momentary pause obviously made Lin Ping think that the other party was jealous of them.

While he let out a sigh, he couldn't help but feel cold in his back.

The CIA is one of the most professional military intelligence agencies in the world, and naturally has a ruthless and iron-like discipline.

For example, one of the disciplines that the instructors repeatedly taught to the CIA agents during their training was that 'you can reveal your identity as an American during the mission, but you can't reveal that you are from the CIA, even if you die.'

After all, most countries in the world may be forced by the strong national power of the United States, and most of them will eventually choose to repatriate or exchange their arrested personnel with the US government after they are caught.

But few countries can resist the temptation to catch a few American agents, and that doesn't just mean that they are very likely to dig up a lot from the mouths of the arrested agents.

For example, the US intelligence network and counter-plotters outside the United States can even use this as a bargaining chip to force the US government, which is in a loss, to accept some of its own country's interests in international politics.

However, ants are still greedy for life, how can people not cherish their lives.

Lin Ping couldn't care about hiding his identity at this time, as if he had caught a glimmer of life, he hurriedly said to it: "Regardless of whether you are the Chinese government or the military, our CIA sent people to China this time for no other purpose, just to search for an agent who suddenly disappeared while on vacation in China at the beginning of the month......

This is a lie, of course, but it is not without a little information available.

Lin Ping has worked for the CIA for many years, and naturally knows how to protect himself, if he wants to save his life, he has to shake out something that can interest the other party, but he can only shake it out slowly and little by little like squeezing toothpaste.

But it's a pity that Wei Wei just looked at him with a sneer, the hideous beast face that was close at hand, and the two cold lines of sight made Lin Ping only feel a cold sweat on his back.

Suddenly, he clearly saw a striking change in expression on the other party's hideous beast face.

Soon, it slowly jumped off the sofa, squatted two meters away in front of Lin Ping and said, "My master wants to talk to you, so stay there honestly......"

As soon as the words fell, two pillars of azure light projected out of its eyes, forming a transparent wall of light in front of Lin Ping.

The next moment, the face of a young Asian American appeared above the wall.