May 11th was an ordinary day in history, but for Dr. Connor and his research base, it was a fateful day.

Since the early morning, the entire research base has been busy, and hundreds of cleaning staff have been working overtime since a week ago, cleaning every corner of the huge research base covering a total area of 100,000 square meters.

In the early morning of the 11th, Dr. Connor put on his favorite gown.

The outfit was a master's work, known for its tailoring and handiwork, and a bright yellow pocket towel added a bright color to the doctor, making him look seven or eight years younger.

When the morning light is shining, it is the coldest time of the day.

Connor, who was not physically strong, stood a kilometer away from the gate of the institute, his body as tall as a lone pine on a snowy cliff, no matter how the cold wind blows, he will not move a bit.

Those who knew Dr. Connor admired him immensely.

Because they know very well that with the weak body of the doctor, it is not easy to stand in the cold wind for so long, and bathe in strong radiation, and the spirit never falls.

And the most difficult part is that no one knows how long they will have to wait.

Connor was already fighting for his life.

Just as Dr. Connor was freezing and his face flushed with an abnormal flush, a thick cloud of smoke and dust finally rolled up on the distant horizon, and a train rushed by.

The two armed SUVs at the head scattered, one on the left and one on the right, parked next to Dr. Connor.

A dark black elongated RV slowly came to a halt in front of Dr. Connor, and when the doors opened, the occupants were at the end of the red carpet.

This long scarlet carpet stretches out for a kilometer from the gate of the institute! Dr. Connor, on the other hand, stood outside the carpet.

Bebraz, the Speaker in a thick tweed coat and the ruler of the Bloody Council, stepped out of the RV and stood at the end of the carpet.

He squinted slightly, his eyes, which were a little swollen from the years and heavy affairs, looked at the long scarlet road in front of him, and suddenly felt as if these carpets were dyed with human blood.

His head was slightly sparse, and a few half-white strands fluttered in the wind.

The skin on his hands has become loose, and several noticeable age spots can be seen.

Bebraz has no superfluous decorations all over his body, only two large jade rings worn by the nameless and tail fingers of his right hand, which attract the eye.

They were two gems of the utmost purity, but they were bottomless.

Bebraz clasped his hands together, kept playing with the emerald ring with his fingers, and looked at the institute for a while before looking at Dr. Connor, smiling, and saying, "You can see that you are very attentive." ”

It was the delay in this meeting that had made Dr. Connor sweat like rain.

Finally waited for Bebraz's compliment, but for some reason, Connor couldn't be happy.

When the last armed SUV pulled up behind Bebraz's car, it was Haydn, who was still childish, out of the car.

He was like a naïve big boy, but the people around Bebraz were respectful to him.

When Haydn's golden eyes landed on Connor, the doctor felt like he had been stung by a scorpion, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

In times of war, Bebraz's convoy was pitifully small, with fewer than twenty drivers.

But as long as Haydn is around, it makes people feel safe.

In Dr. Connor's memory, Haydn was barely seen to do it, and sometimes even he didn't understand why he was so afraid of Elena as a reason for being afraid of Elena, but why he was so afraid of this child who had obviously not grown up.

Bebraz was already making his way to the institute, and Dr. Connor followed, while Haydn fell to the back of the group, just in sight of everyone.

Half an hour later, Bebraz sat in the only seat in the presentation hall and waited quietly for Dr. Connor's presentation.

Haydn stood behind Bebraz with his hands behind his back, his slightly curved eyes scanning the busy researchers, and a strange serpent-like smile on his lips.

A brawny man walked up to the presentation hall, gave Bebraz a deep salute, and then slung an extremely large, strangely shaped rifle over his shoulder and aimed it at the other side of the hall.

A couple of sturdy men came in with a heavy target and lowered it to the wall.

It is a heavy target made of alloy steel, up to 30 centimeters thick.

In terms of defensive power, it is equivalent to a 12-centimeter-thick homogeneous steel plate in the old era.

The strong man with the gun took a half-kneeling position and turned on the safe, and the body of the gun immediately flowed with a light blue glow, and it seemed that the gun also had an electromagnetic drive device attached.

After aiming at the bull's-eye, the strong man let out a deep sigh, the muscles of his whole body rose up, and his body instantly expanded by one-third.

From his calm demeanor and steel-like muscles, it could be seen that he possessed fifth-order strength and at least sixth-order defense.

Many people have wondered what Dr. Connor wants to do with a powerful sniper rifle with a clear combat ability. Everyone knows that the truly powerful sniper rifle in the new era must be used effectively with a certain ability to manipulate weapons.

There were many knowledgeable weapons experts present, and at a glance they knew that this gun sacrificed many other aspects of performance in order to enhance its power, and it must be expensive.

When the strong man moved to the peak of his ability, he pulled the trigger fiercely! With a snort, several lines of red-hot exhaust gas erupted from the exhaust hole at the back of the huge gun, and then with a loud bang, the sniper rifle retreated fiercely, knocking the strong man with sixth-order defense backwards for a few steps in a row before he could stand firm.

Every step he took back left deep footprints on the ground, and his face was red as if it were about to drip blood.

When he finally stood firm, there were several bone cracking sounds from inside his body! A surging wave of heat rushed to the face, blowing everyone's clothes and hunting, and those with low ability were shaken by the sound of gunfire, and their faces showed pain.

The momentum of this shot was huge, and the recoil force even injured the strong man of the sixth-order defense, and the power was naturally large enough.

Fifty meters away, a half-meter-sized hole appeared in the center of the steel target, and the edge had completely melted, and the steel target, which was equivalent to the armor of a battleship, was pierced by a single blow! Moreover, the entire target was completely twisted and deformed, deeply embedded in the wall that was also covered with armor steel plates.

This is a shot that is enough to effectively damage a ninth-order defender.

Seeing this terrifying blow, Bebraz nodded slightly.

However, many weapons experts frowned, and even if the power is expected, it does not mean that it is a good gun.

In fact, the council's technological level could have made it possible to create more powerful guns, and a heavy sniper gun dedicated to the eighth order of ability can completely destroy a main battle tank with a single blow.

But the problem is that the number of high-level abilities is very small, and if they are not close enough, heavy snipers can still be dodged by high-level abilities even if they reach 4 kilometers of seconds.

But at close quarters, hand-to-hand combat is a more effective tactic.

In today's world where high-level abilities are gradually dominating warfare, this type of weapon is not as practical as it used to be.

What's more, this gun is powerful enough, but the design is not perfect, and it is not even as good as several samples of heavy sniper guns made in other real rooms.

After all, Dr. Connor's specialty is genetic modification, not weapons research.

In the Bloody Council, the status of biological genetic research is much higher than that of other technologies, and the 'Apostle' project presided over by the Doctor has even called more than half of the computing centers in the Council, which can be seen.

Instead of doing the promising 'Apostle' plan, and instead creating this four-different heavy sniper, what does Connor want to do? Many people looked puzzled, even the researchers at the institute.

Apparently, Dr. Connor had even concealed this plan from them.

Bebratz's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he didn't say anything.

Haydn looked at everyone with a playful smile.

As if aware of the doubts in the minds of the people, Dr. Connor cleared his throat and said, "My lord, this gun is obviously flawed.

However, seeing what follows, I'm sure you won't think so! ”U