After raiding the temporary base of the Monster Management Bureau with the "artificial sandstorm" he created, and clearing all the soldiers inside, Zhang Luo came to the second floor covered with sand, found a desktop computer that was not destroyed by the sandstorm, and after turning it on, he began to quickly carry out "illegal operations".

Since he had tried to break into a secret database to see information about supernatural events, his hacking skills were already good, and with the help of Frankenstein's virus program, the Monster Administration's computer was no match for him at all.

It only took less than two minutes to break through the poor firewall of the Authority in a savage way, Zhang Luo called up the action information inside, looked at the unobstructed locations on the map, and couldn't help laughing:

"These idiots are funny."

From the base's computer, he had obtained information on all of the Authority's bases on the northern side of the Sahara Desert:

Although, due to the Great War a month earlier, the Authority was forced to abandon their main base, the Upside-Down Pyramid, located in a hollow underground. But to protect the wreckage of that base, they built six more temporary bases nearby.

After one of them has been destroyed by Zhang Luo, there are still five temporary bases left, and judging from the data, they are all the same configuration as this base, and it doesn't seem difficult to get it.

Just as Zhang Luo had just sent the coordinates of the remaining five bases to Frankenstein, Darov's muttering came from downstairs:

"The Authority has hired prisoners to act as exorcists...... It's a shame. ”

"Hah, haven't you seen what the Authority is?" Zhang Luo smiled, and after copying the information, he took out the revolver with a shot, which blew the computer host into smoke.

Since the "vampire mummy" incident in Cairo, Egypt, the last vestiges of his affection for the Monster Authority have been completely wiped out - the organization of exorcists is not some "hope of humanity", but is also secretly plotting something, and even creating new varieties of heretical creatures.

Zhang Luo returned to the first floor of the base and casually took off the helmet of one of the corpses, and was greeted by a fierce face with a scar.

It is clear that these poor fellows are not regular exorcists, but improvised murderers:

According to the information displayed in the computer, in order to make up for the personnel vacancy, the Authority selected some felons with psychic abilities and could see heretical creatures from prisons around the country, conducted simple training for these criminals, and then organized them into temporary squads and assigned them to these bases.

"I didn't join the Authority to see this kind of thing." The Russians in power armor sighed, "After I left, they really became more and more degenerate......"

"No, I don't think you're a good bird either." Zhang Luo said with a smile.

While the two were chatting, a line of small words from Frankenstein lit up in the eyes of their executioners:

"To begin a targeted killing, please stay away from the following five coordinates: 98:28,37:71......"

Seeing the hint of danger, Zhang Luo and Darov glanced at each other, and the great exorcist from Russia spoke first: "She shouldn't be using 'that', right?" ”

"I think that's it." Zhang Luo said.

-- Speaking of weapons of mass destruction that attack at an extremely fast speed, the two of them immediately remembered the "Gaia Engine" that they had seized from Donrosk last time.

That God-made machine can be used for both creation and total destruction. Not only is it very convenient to use, but the power is also extremely terrifying, and it once annihilated the entire city, along with countless heretical creatures inside!

"It's a shame that I can't watch the live stream."

Zhang Luo raised his head and stared at the exceptionally clear sky after the sandstorm, and then suddenly thought of something, and asked Darov: "You have rebelled quite completely." ”

"It's not that I defected, it was the Monster Administration that betrayed me first." The Russian guy scolded: "Those damn miscellaneous pieces, Lao Tzu is still born and died for them, and they want to do it with me......"

"Ha, I can understand your feelings." Zhang Luo smiled and turned his gaze to the low sand dunes in the distance: "Now they are probably going to be depressed." ”

……

At the Monster Administration's base in Cairo, Egypt, a large number of staff members are busy sorting through the data recovered from the destroyed research institute.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who was in charge of this place, was leaning back on a black leather chair, scratching his bald head with his hand out, a cigarette in his mouth, and staring at the map on the computer screen with a frown.

This man is none other than Mr. Jones from the United Kingdom, a well-known hardliner in the Monster Authority and the mastermind of the failed "Vampire Mummy Project".

The last time the research institute in Cairo was making "vampire mummies" was destroyed by unknown intruders, it already made him very depressed. In order to vent his anger, it was he who ordered the establishment of a temporary base in the Sahara Desert to protect the remains of the "Underground Pyramid" while slaughtering all heretical creatures that passed by nearby.

When he thought that the institute was destroyed and his hard work was ruined, he couldn't get angry. It was not easy to order the slaughter of the heretical creatures nearby, and his mood was slightly better, but today he suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Mr. Jones knew that his sense of foreboding was always accurate. The last time the institute was destroyed, he was still at ease in the nightclub, and suddenly had an inexplicable feeling of kidney deficiency.

And now, his premonition seems to be starting to take effect again......

Reaching out and pressing a dull pain on his forehead, Mr. Jones called a supervisor outside into his office, pointed to the red text "no signal" on the LCD screen and asked, "What's going on with this base?" ”

"Sorry, we haven't heard from you either, probably because of the sandstorms, there have been five sandstorms on the northern side of the Sahara Desert these days." The supervisor, who was wearing a blue overalls and had a flat head, looked like he was scared, bowing his head.

"You think I'm a fool? How long will a sandstorm lose contact with? Mr. Jones scolded angrily and yelled, "Let them find out what is going on, whether they have been attacked!" ”

"Sir, I still think it could be a sandstorm ......" The director looked embarrassed, stared at the map on the computer screen, and explained, "You see, the other five bases have not been affected by the sandstorm, and they can still communicate normally...... Yes? ”

Before he could finish his words, it turned into a stunned tone, because the other five bases on the map, which were still showing normal status, suddenly lost contact at the same time, and a "NO-SIGNAL" prompt appeared.

"What's going on?" Mr. Jones raised his head, his brow furrowed into a Sichuan zigzag, and squinted his eyes at the director: "Which sandstorm can cause this effect?" ”

"Boss, I think this is a misunderstanding......" The director hurriedly shook his head.

"Find out what's going on! Otherwise, I'll shoot you in the head and inform your family that it's a misunderstanding! Jones was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he gritted his teeth and yelled, "Get out!" ”

"Yes......" Hearing this, the flat-headed man immediately turned around and ran away.

"Useless waste."

Watching his men leave, Mr. Jones cursed in a low voice.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up his phone and dialed a number that he hadn't contacted for a long time:

"Let that guy out." He said. (To be continued.) )