When the first rays of sunlight pierced the morning mist, the old man rubbed his eyebrows and sat up from the sofa, he was old, even if he didn't want to admit it, his body bones were becoming more and more useless, but he slept on the sofa for one night, but he felt that his limbs were about to fall apart, and his back hurt so much that he couldn't do it.

Wearing shoes, overalls, and a noisy procession outside.

The old man bent over, endured the pain, and folded the quilt little by little. The adjutant hurriedly pushed the door open and ran in, seeing this situation, he was quiet and silent.

"Whoa! It seems that the habit that has been cultivated for decades cannot be broken. The old man sighed a little, picked up the tea on the table, rinsed his mouth, and spit in a few potted plants in the corner.

"Major General."

"Say, I'd like to know who out there wants my teacher's head."

"Nefeitian, Huanghai, and Lin Changge are all here."

The old man slowly sat down on the edge of the sofa, his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Have you prepared breakfast? I want to eat something. ”

"I'll prepare it for you right away." The adjutant turned around and trotted away.

The human heart cannot be studied, unspeakable, or verified. He has never been afraid of the enemy's strength all his life, but now, with just a slight concession, the situation has become like this, and it is still a little sad to say it.

The noise outside was getting noisier and louder, and he listened to the trouble, so he got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. There was still a mist outside, and you could faintly see the distant scene.

There used to be a large number of tents around the high-rise building, but now they have been demolished and piled aside as garbage, replaced by faces hidden in the fog.

The battle queue of thousands of people never came to an end until the fog deepened. They're carrying loads, that's why it's so noisy.

Heh, attacking a building but putting on a siege posture, the old man sneered in his heart with disdain. These juniors, the more they live, the less courageous they become.

If it is weak, it will be attacked by night; If it is strong, it should be attacked.

So, before dawn, the soldiers under Nephilim were already moving, and the man was standing in front of the procession, like a bell tower, tall and silent.

In the past few nights, he has been sending people to guard the surroundings, and he is well aware of the entry and exit of high-rise personnel, except for Fang Hua from the research room last night, there are no suspicious people.

The virus research in the laboratory has always been confidential, and they have no way to contact it, but Nefern doesn't care too much, it's just a sideline, judging from his previous experience, if he wants to have a preliminary result, it is impossible to have it without half a year and a year.

And he sent people to guard it, but he was also worried that the division commander would escape or turn around in the air, which would become quite troublesome.

However, his prediction was wrong, or his little tricks, which seemed somewhat ridiculous the moment he saw the facts.

The black iron door under the tall building slowly opened, as if Pandora had opened a box of bad luck, releasing misfortune and disaster, and a dangerous and mysterious feeling haunted everyone's hearts.

When the bare huge paws stepped into the intersection of light and darkness, they saw a monster, a huge body two meters high, with thigh muscles tied together, and the higher they went, the bigger it became, and it appeared to be narrow and small.

The monster was naked, wearing only a pair of linen shorts, a bronzed complexion, with clear muscle lines and stiffness, but too many piled up, full of strength and explosiveness, and it was hard to see to death.

The monster glanced up at the sky, adjusting to the irritation of the light on its eyes.

One, two, three......

At first, they thought that a dozen such monsters would reach the sky, but more than twenty of them came out of the gate, and they kept their mouths shut. I muttered in my heart, at most, there are only a few dozen, and there will be no more.

When the number of people who came out exceeded 100, they were already numb, and judging by their physical appearance, they were almost carved out of a mold.

Under absolute firepower, they are not afraid of these monsters, or rather, under the blockade of fire, they cannot get close. Nephili's eyes gradually changed from shock to calm, and he obviously reacted.

But psychological pressure is still unavoidable. All living beings are afraid of the unknown.

Shi Changkong was the last to come out, the old man was dressed in a formal suit, his white hair was carefully cared for, covered with a hat, and his old face was as solemn as a green mountain.

His appearance made many people frown, one is about the rumors, the old man appeared, although he can't explain anything, but the statement that has been set aside is a little confusing at the moment, after all, the prestige is there, and the name of the division commander is like thunder for them ordinary soldiers.

Nefeitian's face in front of the battle did not change, and he couldn't see his inner thoughts, but he silently raised his arm, lasted for three or five seconds, and then put it down.

The sniper on the tall building in the rear received the order, adjusted his posture, and began to search for the figure of the old man. The sniper kept adjusting the muzzle of his gun, and his brows gradually tightened together, let alone shoot his target in a group of two-meter-tall men.

Even the bulletproof shield in his hand made his head big, and he knew from the shape and material that it was a special character, and they could hide their body behind the shield almost as soon as they lowered their heads.

There were four or five humanoid monsters standing beside the old man, their shields slightly raised, and there was no sniping angle at all.

The reason why the two guys performed so well before the formation was because they both knew one fact.

If Nephilim is killed, it will confirm the fact that the old man has been set aside, even if it is insufficient, it will instantly stimulate contradictions. And the division commander was sniped, which could be pushed to an angry soldier. And as long as they dispose of the old man's remaining manpower, everything will be a certainty.

Both sides have "nothing to say, the king is the king and the loser, whoever survives this confrontation will write the facts."

The black shield was arc-shaped, stretched out in a row, and dozens of kilograms of objects were in their hands, as if they were nothing.

"When the army is defeated, stop when you start."

A coup d'état without bloodshed, even if it is suppressed, is only a lesson, not a deterrent.

The old man turned and left the place, and in his eyes, these people who rebelled against him were already a corpse.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the arc array thrust forward violently at the speed of running.

"Bullets loaded!" There was a bang, and it was all the sound of pulling the bolt.

No one expected that the battle would break out so suddenly, without a prelude or a little foreshadowing.