"That's it! Hurry up and deal with it, although the automatic weapons are temporarily restricted, the weapons in their hands are still very dangerous. Reina was also shot a few times, but she obviously didn't care too much, and shouted through gritted teeth.

The nurse had already run to the drunkard's side, touching his chest with her hands, and the shocking wound was healing quickly and quickly with visible speed, and the growing muscles were squeezing out all the shrapnel inside.

Lin Fan also limped over, and the nurse did the same, and in less than two seconds, Lin Fan's injuries were mostly improved.

And what about the nurses themselves...... Except for a few bullet holes in her clothes, she looks exactly like a good person.

Oh, by the way, and Chen Xiao, after this guy saw Lin Fan rushing out, he already realized what was going to happen, and hurriedly ran behind Bai Xiong, and Bai Xiong withstood a lot of firepower in order to protect Reyna and the locksmith...... But the injuries weren't that bad...... And there is already a healing posture.

"People have already surrounded it...... Lin Fan moved his body for a moment, and immediately shouted: "Turn left in front and bypass the elevator...... Damn, just one source support so fast? ”

"Don't complain, if it weren't for the poor defensive weapons, we would have become a sieve by now." The postman instantly appeared beside him, and Lin Fan muttered beside him.

"Come on, these are not the most important ......" Chen Xiao walked out from behind Bai Xiong and interrupted everyone's conversation: "I don't know how much time you have blocked the signal, in short, if there are field team personnel stationed in this area...... At that time, we will not only face this group of third-rate guards. ”

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At the same time, it was in the staff lounge about 300 meters below where Chen Xiao and his party were. There was a man in a black suit that could be seen everywhere in the Foundation, and he was in his 20s when he looked at his age, and his facial features were not ugly, but he didn't have the vitality that he should have at this age, but instead exuded an extremely strong "decay", which made people think of the word bad luck at a glance. Sitting across from him looked like a guard, but now he didn't have a helmet.

"It's coming! Big! The man in the suit shouted loudly, and lifted the bowl on the table with an expectant expression, and the three dice in it were still shaking slightly......

"Hahaha——! Take it, take it! The guard looked at the three 1s on the table, and his mouth was almost like Chen Xiao.

"Damn, why are you so unlucky!" The man in the suit had a bitter and hateful expression, and reluctantly took out two meal tickets from his pocket and handed them over: "No, there are only two left, let's owe them first." ”

"Ah, it's easy to say......" The guard smiled and looked at the dozen or so meal tickets in front of him: "Then since they are all gone, let's stop here today." As he spoke, he got up and grabbed the helmet beside him...... "Huh? Why don't you leave one? ”

The man in the suit waved his hand: "No, wait for next week, I can win it back." ”

"Well, since you've said so, we'll see you next week." The guard said, buttoning his helmet to his head and leaving the lounge contentedly.

Although until now, he doesn't know what this kid is called, of course, he doesn't know what he does, anyway, judging by the clothes, it should be a field team...... I don't even have a bulletproof suit, so it's probably still a D-class...... But it doesn't matter.,Anyway, this kid will give away all the meal tickets on time and on time every week.,In fact, it stands to reason that this guy should be his own chief.,But there's no shelf for the chief at all.,In fact,In addition to the two flashes of gambling and losing every gambling,,This guy is more like an ordinary kid next door.。 In the nearly two months that he met him, he would force himself to gamble with him every Monday, and this kind of behavior was not explicitly prohibited in the Foundation, plus this kid couldn't catch himself without gambling, so he could only reluctantly put his weekly meal ticket in his pocket.

Oh yes, someone here is asking, does the Foundation still need a meal ticket? The answer is...... Except for the Pacific Division, there is no need, but think about it, what kind of place is this, in the deep sea, whether it is personnel entry and exit or transportation, it is extremely cumbersome, and many people stay here for months or even half a year, so the meal ticket, which is something that the general army will eliminate, is still being used here.

Seeing that the guards had disappeared from sight, the boy in the black suit lowered his head with a degraded face, let out a long sigh, and took out his last meal ticket from his pocket.

This is really the last one...... Although with his own identity, this kind of meal ticket can be asked for a lot casually, but he is really embarrassed to open his mouth, in case anyone hears that his meal ticket is all lost, it will be a shame.

Helpless, Ziliang could only put the blame on luck again, and at the same time told himself that he would definitely win it back next time!

Well...... Yes, this 20-year-old decrepit goods, surnamed "Zi" and "Liang". This surname is indeed a bit strange, but it is not too rare, maybe there is such a kid with such a surname in some world...... Maybe he's still a pretty bullish person.

What about Ziliang...... In fact, in addition to losing every gamble, he is also a very good person, which can be seen from his affiliation with the Omega team. And because of the various events caused by the disappearance of "Doss" in the last Black Mirror mission, he was sent to be stationed in the Great Pingyang Division. More than a month has passed.

During this time, Ziliang had nothing to do every day, except for eating and sleeping, he could only gamble on meal tickets......

Maybe something thought it was too boring for him to stay like this, so that the already bad luck found him again.

"Boom—boom—" In the earphones, a burst of intermittent signals came out.

"All Field Service personnel....... Arrive at No. 2246...... Area - Invasion ....... Crisis...... Repeat, all field ......."

In the headphones, the sound was intermittent, and it was not really audible at all, and then, a piercing electronic tone, the signal was in the middle end.

"What's going on?" Ziliang muttered, he was already angry, and it seemed that there would be some kind of notice, which sounded quite anxious. "Invasion?? What do you mean? Can this place also be invaded? Kid me. He thought to himself, but ...... From the signal in the headset, it sounded as if the Foundation's internal communication system was really being interfered with in some way: "Area 2246. Kindness...... Is there really a situation? He hesitated, then stood up.

"Ah, there's nothing to do anyway...... Let's take a look......" he said, and walked slowly out of the lounge.

(Quietly do something...... Hey, hey, hey...... ）