Xiong Ju laughed with blood on his face, dreaming of killing traitors and enemies.

Zhang Yao, who was hiding on the side, watched all this indifferently, disdainful of Xiong Ju's wishful thinking.

The power of rockets is devastating to ordinary people, and even an armored car has to be bombarded directly into the sky.

But these are not cutting-edge weapons, and they are not enough to look at heroes. Not to mention that Zhang Yao dodged, even if he didn't dodge or dodge, he couldn't be killed with just one rocket from Xiong Ju.

This is not Zhang Yao's boasting, but the hero is different from ordinary people. Even the black man who was pressed under the wall, Zhang Yao knew that he was not dead at this moment.

Xiong Ju's rocket hit Zhang Yao, and after Zhang Yao dodged, the rocket hit the wall, and the aftermath of the explosion and the collapsed wall buried the seriously injured Heixia underneath.

Zhang Yao released his telekinesis to perceive everything around him, and he could sense that Heixia's situation was not good.

The breath was faint and he couldn't move. Zhang Yao observed the situation of the black man and found that this genetic warrior who had received the strongest transformation was really outstanding in physical fitness. Although he was already seriously injured, he could only be crushed under it like a dead dog, but he was by no means on the verge of death.

"Captain, I put poison gas downstairs, the military people shouldn't rush up again until they find the gas masks, there is enough time left for us!" After this delay, the genetic warriors who were fighting with the army below had already rushed to Xiong Ju's side.

The original 100-person genetic warriors, with Zhang Yao's killing and the military's firefight, there are now less than 30 people left.

The remaining thirty people had wounds on their bodies, and several of them had already begun to suppurate, apparently infected with the so-called poisonous gas.

"Very good, the current situation is getting more and more favorable for us!" Xiong Ju's red sunglasses revealed a cold gaze, and after hearing the report of his subordinates, he nodded silently, his eyes swept around, and strode upstairs without saying a word.

Invisible telekinetic fluctuations shrouded the entire sixth floor.

Zhang Yao watched these people towards the seventh floor in a strange way, and found that these people still had no intention of evacuating.

The government forces had completely surrounded the building, and it was clear from the conversations of these people that the army should have hit them hard, and it was only because Unit 701 released poison gas bombs below that they did not rush up in the first place.

Now Unit 701 can be said to have suffered heavy casualties, if they are just here for the black heroes, then their purpose has been achieved, and there is no need to fight the army with great fanfare. After all, the army is not as good as the SWAT regiment, and the advantages brought by the superposition of numbers are obvious. Even if the 701 unit with hundreds of people in the mouth of the black man is all here, it is impossible to rely on the so-called poison gas to block the crushing of a modern group army.

"Something is wrong, there is something wrong with the tone of these people's voices, as if this poisonous gas is not used to kill, but to stall for time! And there are hundreds of people in Unit 701 in the mouth of the black man, and only about a hundred have come here, so where did the rest go? Doubts rose in Zhang Yao's heart, feeling that the purpose of this Unit 701 attack on the government building was probably far more than just eliminating traitors or kidnapping government officials.

Whether it is offensive or defensive, the genetic warriors of Unit 701 have shown excellent military qualities. If such an organized and premeditated violent gang comes to attack government buildings as soon as its head is hot, it is not in line with reality, let alone carrying such a thing as poison gas bombs.

Zhang Yao followed upstairs with some curiosity, and along the way, he saw that many genetic soldiers were either planting bombs or exchanging fire with the army outside through the window.

"It's been fifteen minutes, and as long as we're delaying for half an hour, we should be able to get it over there!" The two 701 fighters at the staircase spoke in a low voice, clearly belonging to a group. One of them was in charge of guarding, and one was in charge of planting bombs, and he was very skillful.

"Once our plan is implemented, a new era will come! In the past, everyone saw us as monsters, but I want to see who is the real monster after these people are infected with the genetic virus! The other genetic warrior sneered, answering his companion's words as he kept looking down at his watch, as if something on it was attracting him.

"New era, genetic virus!" Under the influence of telekinesis, Zhang Yao listened to the conversation between the two soldiers word for word, and immediately thought of the biochemical virus.

The T virus in Resident Evil has turned humans around the world into zombies in a short period of time. Zhang Yao didn't know how fierce this so-called genetic virus was, but looking at the obvious look of expectation on the faces of the two, it was obvious that the power of this virus was definitely not small, and it was closer to genetic modification in terms of effect.

"The movie Black Man filmed in 91 actually involved complete genetic modification technology. This is really lofty enough, is it possible that people who write scripts have such big brains! Zhang Yao listened a little painfully, and at the same time looked forward to the success of Unit 701.

After all, genetic modification is not a child's play, and seeing Unit 701 with such fanfare, it shows that this technology is likely to be feasible. Now Zhang Yao's requirements for this era are that the more chaotic the better. Only when the world is in turmoil can the princes rise together, and if this pool of stagnant water is not completely stirred up, Zhang Yao will inevitably be tied up if he wants to do something.

"Mess up, mess up. I'm not afraid that you're messy, I'm afraid you're not messy enough! Zhang Yao rubbed the magic ring in his hand, and the golden magic ring also seemed to hear Zhang Yao's heart, exuding a faint golden light in his hand.

"What people!" Zhang Yao's whisper alerted the soldiers who were on guard, and a pair of vertical pupils similar to pythons scanned all corners.

There was no human emotion in the brown vertical pupils, and the sudden questioning made the companion who was planting the bomb even more startled: "What are you doing, you are shocked every day!" ”

"I really want to hear the movement, I'll go check it out!" The warrior with vertical pupils waved his hand and held the weapon in his hand without much explanation.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, Zhang Yao floated on the ceiling, hesitating in his heart whether to kill the killer.

If these people Zhang Yao wanted to kill before knowing the plan of Unit 701, he would not have any hesitation. But now that he knows that this Unit 701 can stir up the wind and rain, Zhang Yao is a little reluctant to start.

What a bunch of birds! It's a pity to kill them like this, Zhang Yao also wants to see how much wind and waves these people can make.

Zhang Yao thought that his body was suspended in the air here, like a fish returning to the water, so he quietly changed his direction and let go of the soldier who came to inspect.

After letting the patrolling warrior go, Zhang Yao walked all the way against the ceiling. With his current telepathic perception, if he didn't want to be discovered, it would be hellish if this group of half-human, half-beast genetic warriors could find him.

Watching the busy figures of many 701 soldiers along the way, Zhang Yao was like a lonely ghost, avoiding everyone and heading upstairs.

7th, 8th, 9th floors

"Ahem, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm the commander of Unit 701, you can call me Captain Xiong Ju!" As soon as Zhang Yao reached the top floor, he heard Xiong Ju's slightly gloomy words in his madness.

The room next to the corridor on the ninth floor had been emptied at the moment. Zhang Yao swept towards the room with his telekinesis, and found that Xiong Ju's feet were stepping on a person's back, introducing himself arrogantly.

In the empty room, there were many people squatting.

Most of these people are pot-bellied leaders, and Mayor Lei, who has talked to Zhang Yao all the way, is now trembling in a corner, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Many of you haven't seen me, don't know me, and don't know our Unit 701. In the last world, well, let's call it the last world. There, many people called us terrorists. Actually, for me personally, this title is not appropriate. Because although we are a member of the terror, we are also an army, an army that fights for ideals! Xiong Ju tilted his head as he spoke, his long artistic hair covering half of his face, and his lofty gaze scanned everyone.

"As abnormal people who have undergone genetic modification, I know that many of you see us as outliers and do not accept the fact that we are human. But this problem is not immutable, since you will not accept us, then we will accept you! Xiong Ju hooked his fingers as he spoke, and a handsome guy with a handsome and slightly cold temperament walked up with a lockbox under the gaze of many officials.

"This is the latest and perfect genetic modification agent, if you want to be a family with us, please raise your hand, if you don't want to, please leave!" The silver lockbox was placed aside, and Xiong Ju's hand slapped heavily on the lockbox, forcing Liang to go to Liangshan.