When it comes to life and death, there is no need to talk nonsense.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and punched the Maozi soldier behind him. He grabbed the gun casually, and flew five or six meters away with one step. The fast movement makes it difficult for others to react.

There are only three seconds, and within three seconds there must be enough chaos to create an opportunity for Arcie.

Within three seconds, Maggie was moving from one end of the command hall to the other. With her strength and agility, she stepped straight over the hundreds of command and staff seats in the center of the hall, and at most stepped on a row of monitors for operational command.

Like a gale, Arcie flew to the ground, and three seconds had passed.

The backup power supply was connected to the main circuit, and the lighting in the command hall was restored again. The rebels, who had just been terrified, were looking around, trying to figure out what was wrong.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng, who grabbed the gun, was already turning back. He dialed the AK-74 in his hand to the burst, and fired at the rebel soldiers who had just guarded him.

The trigger is pulled to the end.

Thirty-round magazines fired machine-gun fire in a sudden frenzy of fire. Supported by the powerful power of the Perfect Body, this wave of strafing was quite accurate.

After the gunshots rang out, the rebel soldiers surrounding Zhou Qingfeng were covered in blood. They don't have to shake like they get shot in a row in film and television dramas. The kinetic energy of the bullet knocked them straight away.

As soon as the lights dimmed, Marcos lay on the ground, bullets flying overhead. He didn't have time to curse his boss's sudden move, so he quickly pulled a rifle from the fallen corpse, opened the safety and looked around for a target.

In the four corners of the command hall were rebel soldiers, two in one, who were responsible for keeping an eye on the staff officers on duty, ready to suppress the resistance.

The lights in the hall dimmed and brightened, and the nearest group of soldiers immediately turned their guns to aim at Zhou Qingfeng. Marcos fell to the ground and fired two short shots in a row to take the opponent down first.

Just after experiencing darkness, everyone in the command hall was nervous, and they were relieved when their eyesight was restored. But the gunshots were shocking at first.

Some people turned their heads to pay attention, some hurriedly dodged, and a small number of soldiers were looking for the cause of the gunshots. By now that Alcy had reached the location of the backup power supply, she leaped high in the air as she swooped, and slammed her fist into the ground with her blows.

The command hall is carpeted. If you lift the carpet, you will see a large number of pipes laid on the floor.

In the right corner there is a piece of ground closed with steel plates. Open the steel plate is the manhole for backup power, and inside are thick cables.

When everyone's eyes were drawn to the sound of gunfire, Alsie's right arm turned from the palm of her hand into a sharp cone, and it struck down like an armor-piercing bullet, piercing the steel plate several millimeters thick.

No one around noticed, and the mechanical magic queen liquefied homeopathically, and the whole person drilled into the manhole from the small hole drilled through, destroying the high-voltage cables inside.

Zhou Qingfeng ran out of a magazine and rolled on the spot to dodge possible shots. When he half-crouched again and glanced around, the cable for the backup power supply was cut by Alsie, and the command hall was once again plunged into darkness.

The main backup power supply is gone, except for the emergency lights on the walls inside and outside the hall. But the lighting was obviously not bright enough, and most people did not dare to move, so they had to lie on the spot to avoid a possible attack.

The rebels guarding the command post noticed the change and poured in. However, several emergency lights were also extinguished with the sound of several gunshots, and the defect of human beings' inability to see at night was suddenly exposed.

The rebels who poured into the command hall were not accustomed to the darkness and did not know what was happening, and retreated.

Marcos is pulling a corpse and hanging a tactical vest with ammunition and equipment on himself.

Before the emergency lights went out, Megan, who had just run away, got a pistol out of nowhere and knocked out all the emergency lights on one side of the hall.

Zhou Qingfeng, who emptied the magazine, was also touching the corpse, desperately arming himself. As soon as the lights went out, he was even more comfortable with his dark vision.

The black cat Meow Meow completed her 'one-hit kill' and quietly returned to her master. The other strange maids also returned to their positions, with Arcie taking the lead, rushing directly outward.

The rebels in the darkness did not even dare to fire their guns, for fear of causing even greater chaos. They can only keep shouting and looking for where the power outage happened.

Only a few really noticed Zhou Qingfeng and the others, and the vast majority of rebel soldiers inside and outside the command post could only shout to each other, looking for their respective commanders.

Before Zhou Qingfeng left, he called Ma Keshi, and the group snatched back the BMP-2 infantry fighting vehicle parked nearby, and broke through with all their might.

It took a few minutes for the switchboard outside the command post to be re-opened. Power was restored.

The rebels nervously searched for the so-called infiltrator, and they captured Megan, a little girl who couldn't escape, and pushed her outside the commander's command room.

But an accident was hard for all the rebels to accept.

In the command room, Colonel Isakov died. Just three seconds after the first power outage, it was probably a blade or a claw or something that slashed his throat.

Blood gushed out, and no one could stop it.

The colonel was surrounded by his cronies and the heart of the rebels. But no one knows what's going on? Anyway, the leader of his own family is finished.

General Chechevatov sat opposite the colonel.

A few minutes ago, the general was still being ridiculed and ridiculed by his subordinates, and discussed with the other party in a low voice, hoping to retain his power and status and resolve the current situation peacefully.

But a few seconds of darkness turned everything upside down.

Isaac died, and the rebels froze. Everyone looked at Chechevatov, but the general's first reaction was to raise his hands and shout: "I didn't do anything." ”

When the backup power supply was destroyed, His Excellency the General in the darkness shouted with a blessing in his heart: "Calm down, calm down, don't have civil strife." Now is the moment of truth. ”

After a few minutes, everyone was calm. Pairs of eyes were fixed on Isaacf's slitted throat.

The colonel did not blink a blind eye until death, as if he was indicting the darkness of this world.

He was waving his arms a second ago, shouting loudly to restore the glory of the Soviets, and his blood was stirring as if he was going to fight heaven and earth. The next second he slumped in his chair, tilted his head, said goodbye to the world, and became a meaningless corpse.

The rebel soldiers caught Meghan in and saw this scene as well, and they were so stunned that their consciousness went blank. All hopes, all dreams, came to naught in an instant.

The little girl didn't know what was going on either. All her actions are subconscious, and she doesn't think until she is caught again that she may be finished.

It's really an exciting journey, and if you can write a memoir, it will definitely sell all over the world. For decades to come, journalists will come and interview him.

The premise is to survive.

The power supply was restored, communications were restored, the command system was restored, and a large amount of information poured into the small underground command center, into the commander's command post.

But the intelligence staff officers didn't know who to report to, so they could only glance around and choose the one with the highest rank.

"General Chechevatov." An officer subconsciously asked, "Is it convenient for you to answer a phone call?" ”

"Who opened it?" His Excellency the Admiral asked rhetorically, his mind was in turmoil.

What is the fate of this man......

"On the Air Force's side, their first Tu-160 was intercepted by unidentified fighters. They are asking whether the second group of nuclear bomb-carrying aircraft will take off as planned? ”

The staff officer also saw the dead Colonel Isaacf and immediately felt his tongue dry.

The decisive moment came.

The general looked at Colonel Isakov, whose body had become cold, and his face was full of thoughts. The sudden fall of the choice into his hands makes it difficult to decide.

There are the easiest ways and there are the most difficult ways.

The adjutant next to him also felt his mouth dry and whispered: "General, this rebellion is full of mysteries, and it must not be easily put down. Maybe you should step up and clean things up.

As for the Tu-160, as long as its wings are still flying in the sky, your position is unshakable. ”

The general looked left and right, and even the rebels who were still standing on the opposite side just now stared straight at him. It was as if he was the one who really caused this big event.

Wait a minute......

"Where's that bastard who got all the trouble?"