The self-detonation device failed to activate and was ineffective under the furious EMP shockwave.

Even more bizarrely, even the alarm trigger in the room malfunctioned, not responding to the death of the security guard.

"You...... How can it be? ”

He looked at Tang Fang's face with a thick puzzle in his eyes.

Just as he wouldn't tell Captain Tang about the efficacy of the medical equipment, Captain Tang wouldn't explain it to him.

After taking out the security soldier, the Ghost Agent raised his AGR-14 electromagnetic gun and unleashed the "Ultrasonic Pulse" ability.

As the staff member fainted slightly, a long needle pierced the back of his head.

With the help of nerve parasites, those useful memories hidden deep in his mind were selected and displayed in front of Tang Fang's eyes one by one.

The entire scientific research facility is located from 10th to 12th floors...... Its term "laboratory" is not appropriate, and it is more accurate to use "intensive room".

Because those medical instruments are not used to dissect the human body, but are used to inject various nutrient solutions and reinforcing agents into human tissues and organs.

After seven days and seven nights of indoctrination and adjustment, the physique of the death row inmates will be greatly improved, and the life index such as strength, agility, endurance, explosiveness, and immunity will be close to the limit that ordinary humans can reach.

Of course, this modulation comes at a price, not everyone will survive it, and nearly half of them will die at this stage. Those who survive are not perfect, and such enhancements will severely overdraw their vitality, and they will die for the next 5 years.

According to the memories of the reinforcement room staff, those who died during the concoction process were transported to the conversion chamber on the 8th floor to be destroyed, and the new reinforcement agent and nutrient solution were refined and recovered through the biological facility.

Those who persist in the concoction process are sealed in a petri dish and wait to move on to the next step.

The rooms on floors 4-8 are called implant rooms, and the staff doesn't know what they do. However, from the name, it can be concluded that something should be implanted into the human body, which may be a self-detonation device in the brain of a member of the Divine Armed Forces, or it may be a heterogeneous gene fragment.

The rooms on the 2nd and 3rd floors are called the Static Room, and there is no specific function introduction.

There is also the lowest floor, which is divided into three areas, one is the specimen area. The second is the observation area, and the third is the central control area.

Tang Fang regretted that because the staff member was not a core management figure of the scientific research institution, his knowledge was extremely limited, and he had to find other ways to obtain the human concoction technology of the Divine Armed Forces, as well as samples of the Ipsi Dragon Organization.

In order to avoid unnecessary situations, he directly placed the target in the central control area on the first floor, where not only the management personnel of Armed Forces of God but also the central database was deployed. All scientific research materials are stored.

Next, he instructed the infected to devour the corpses of the staff and security soldiers, and put on the harsh environment protective suit, and walked quickly to the operating table in the second experimental area.

Because the small room where the operating table was placed was made of soundproofing materials, Churchill was unaware of what was happening outside, and he was nervous when he heard footsteps approaching.

"Hey, man, slow down. How about we talk? ”

This product is really different from Haosen, and he doesn't have a mouth to greet other people's mothers. Nor did he threaten to dig up people's ancestral graves.

He suddenly thought it was fun, and used the sound synthesis system of the harsh environment protective suit to simulate the voice of the security soldier, and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

Churchill said in a seductive tone: "I know a secret, and I believe you must be very interested." ”

The security soldier was not interested, Captain Tang didn't know, he knew that he was starting to be interested. I wanted to know what tricks this thing would play, so I said in an impatient tone: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." ”

"Hey, hey." The gunner said in an excited tone: "Did you see that guy at the door?" ”

"Huh? The skinny, slightly shorter kid? ”

"Yes, that's him!"

"What's wrong with him?"

"I'm telling you...... He's not a kid at all. He's a stunning shemale! Shemale ...... Does the shemale know? If I were you, I wouldn't give up this eye-opening opportunity. ”

Churchill was like a big bad wolf who coaxed a little girl with rhetoric, and that lewd tone was almost fake.

Tang Fang's face was green, he didn't expect this thing to hold back such a fart for a long time, stepped forward and brushed off the black cloth covering the gunner's eyes, and said loudly: "You bastard, look at who I am." ”

He wears a devil's mask on his face and can't see his face.

You don't need to look at your face, you just need to listen to your voice.

The expression on Churchill's face was wonderful, and he stammered, "Old ...... Boss, what's ...... How...... It's you? ”

It was obviously a stranger's voice just now, how could it suddenly become the beloved Captain Tang?

He pulled out the butterfly knife in the middle of his leather boots and said in a cold voice: "Shemale? ”

"No, no, no...... Don't get me wrong, boss, I was just talking about playing. ”

"I had no choice but to do it!"

Tang Fang inserted the butterfly knife back into the mezzanine of his military boots, turned around and walked out of the second experimental area.

Churchill struggled hard and said with a bitter face: "Boss, I was wrong, I repent...... I'm a bastard, you...... You're coming back. ”

Without looking back, he walked into the third experimental area, picked open the black cloth with a knife, and faced Saike? Bakar stared at him in amazement, and pressed the unlock button on the console.

Click, click, click.

After four crisp sounds, the confinement device on the operating table unlocked.

Saike got up from the operating table, his eyes still blank. looked at the black-armored stranger in front of him in a daze.

The devil's mask is terrifying, the flickering red light of the electronic eye looks evil, and the sniper rifle that is more than half a person high, it will definitely not be a hole in the person's body, and it is believed that leaving the whole corpse is a technical problem.

"It's time to get up, good man."

Saike finally realized that the devil-like person in front of him was his cellmate who was more in love with Jinjian.

Last night's events, and the scene that happened in front of me...... It turned out that he did it.

"Who are you?"

“9527。”

9527 was his prison number, and it was on the cup in the cell, on the bedside sign, and on the orange-yellow "vest".

Saike? Bakar is one size smaller than him, "9526".

"I'm asking for your real name."

"My real name...... My surname is Don. A single name is a square character. ”

"Don ...... Square? Tang Fang?! ”

Saike is absolutely thunderous about this name, not only because Captain Tang is a figure in the current international community, but also because the warden has repeatedly admitted his alliance with Captain Tang, and insists on sticking the word "Tang" on him.

He really has nothing to do with Captain Tang, a dime...... It doesn't matter a penny.

Now, with ......

He did not believe in the existence of false gods called "gods" in this world. He believes that there is a power beyond nature in the underworld, which can affect the growth of all things, the cycle of cause and effect.

Some people call it fate, some people call it creation, and there is a special poetic word - fate.

He suffered a lot because of the name of "Tang Fang", and now Captain Tang has come to save him.

Life is so wonderful, you never know when, where, or who you'll meet. What's up.

"Why are you still stunned?" Tang Fang said: "I'll send someone to send you out first." ”

Saike? Bakar came to his senses, nodded, and said solemnly, "Thank you." ”

Tang Fang waved his hand, indicating that he was not welcome, and took him out of the experimental area, handed him over to the care of 2 ghost agents, and told them to wait for the time to be ripe and listen to his order to escort Saike to leave first.

Everything was arranged in order, and finally walked back to the second experimental area. Looking at Churchill who was about to cry on the operating table, he said: "Next time you dare to do this, I will let you be an authentic ladyboy." After that, press the unlock button of the confinement device.

He knew what Churchill was thinking. It's nothing more than fooling the security soldier to provoke himself in the first experimental area, first, to force himself to hurry up, he can't hold on, and second, he also has the idea of borrowing a knife to kill people.

This guy's mind is indeed much more delicate than that of a tendon hausen.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

The gunner jumped off the operating table and took the fire bats handed by Tang Fang. Get dressed as fast as you can.

Tang Fang walked to the door and said softly, "Let's start." ”

The moment he gave the order, the power supply of some of the equipment in the reinforcement room on the 10th and 12th floors was interrupted, the operating table restraint devices were opened one after another, and the security soldiers who were in charge of guarding the security door were assassinated. They blew themselves up.

As the shrill alarm bell rang throughout the building, the doors of the reinforcement room opened one after another, and more than 40 death row inmates rushed out of the room, some hesitated, picked up the blood-stained Hitter II assault rifles on the floor of the corridor, and rushed quickly to the elevator entrance.

In an environment where Krivana was militarized in the territory of "Gypsyel", even teenagers knew how to use guns, and now it is in the hands of these condemned prisoners, you can imagine how effective it will be.

One researcher after another in white coats was killed, collapsed in pools of blood, and then exploded into a mass of minced flesh.

The Divine Forces immediately blocked the elevator entrance and the two roads leading to the central hangar, and a large number of security soldiers poured out from the lower floors, gathered together, and ascended the stairs to clear out the rioting test subjects.

Some of these concocted clones have freed their arms and transformed into the most powerful killers, and began to hunt down the rioters who have no way to go to heaven and no way to go down.

The glass curtain wall on the other side of the corridor shattered one after another, falling from a height of tens of meters, inserting into the sand dunes below the circular patio, facing the high-power searchlights of the dome, reflecting the dazzling brilliance of the stars.

These condemned prisoners are not even a rabble, and with their strength, they are naturally far from being the opponent of well-trained security soldiers, but the strange thing is that no matter how much they rush, they can't reach the 10th floor.

The clones with strong attacks will always die inexplicably before they are about to tear through the prisoners' defenses, and the corpse explosion they produce after death is far more powerful than that of ordinary security soldiers, and it is very easy to affect their comrades in the rear and block the entrance to the stairs.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the retreating condemned prisoners will regain their strength and form a new fire defense line to continue to suppress the advance of the security guards.

If it continues like this, the superior security soldiers will surely win the war and exterminate these thugs. Unfortunately, things didn't go well, as someone broke the container used to anesthetize the previous test subjects who had successfully survived the reinforcement and woke up to join a group of death row inmates in retaliatory assault on the security guards.

At the same time, 6 big men in heavy power armor suddenly appeared on the battlefield and greeted the two big voices, one black and one yellow: "Guys, rush me and pop their chrysanthemums hard." Then he launched a frantic attack on the inside of the hallway.

Huge men in yellow heavy power armor spewed blazing flames, and the narrow hallways were like natural ovens, and those swirls of flames tumbled downward, igniting hordes of security soldiers and turning them into burning men, either falling down the stairs or blasting into countless pieces of charred flesh.

The screams were incessant, like terrifying waves crashing against the cliff wall, and in addition to the pungent black smoke, there was also a trace of flesh overflowing.

On the other side, the corridor guarded by the big man in black heavy power armor was even more moving, and those grenades comparable to the power of the tank's main gun blasted away one security soldier after another, and at the same time, the cascading stairs collapsed, forming a large-scale collapse, killing countless poor insects.

The bullets of the Striker II assault rifle were either ejected or flattened when they hit them, making it difficult to penetrate the thick outer armor, and only the modulated clones could pose a strong threat to them, but unfortunately the terrain was too narrow, and in the face of heavy firepower falling from high places, it was impossible to rise to adversity.

The death row inmates froze in place, wondering what the six big guys were coming from, and some red-eyed guys followed their butts and fired a rain of bullets into the hallway.

The smell of blood and flesh stirred up the wildness buried deep in their hearts, and they jumped, laughed, and shouted wildly.

I thought that this time it would be difficult to escape, and they would be brutally killed like guinea pigs in the laboratory, where did they know that there would be a dramatic change, but now all they have to do is kill those security soldiers and escape from here, as for where to flee and how to escape, they have not thought about it at all.

There are also some prisoners with more bright brains who wonder if the six people in front of them are wearing the latest Holy Cult Army-grade trial power armor in the kingdom, and they rummage through room to room, prying open all kinds of doors with red eyes, even if there is no "Holy Cult Army", ordinary "Pilgrims" can do it.

Manic emotions are easily contagious.

They were like a pack of mad dogs, and they were in shambles everywhere they went.

Medical equipment was smashed, electronics were blown up, tanks were smashed, explosions and flames poured out of every room.

Howson and Churchill were at the head of the gang, and the sight in front of them made them excited, as if their blood had been ignited. (To be continued......)

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