The bar regained its silence amid a burst of screams, and immediately a medical traveler examined Liu Fei's body.

Soon, the doctors came to a conclusion.

Liu Fei's physical function is surprisingly good, there is no problem, he is just too tired and needs to rest.

Yes, Liu Fei is too tired.

From the time he entered the bar to now, a full five hours have passed, and during these five hours, Liu Fei has been engaged in high-intensity battles almost all the time, and he has not even taken a sip of water.

People spontaneously cleaned up the bar. Liu Fei didn't know that this kind of cleanup was extremely moving, people tried not to make a sound, and the bar maintained a surprisingly quiet inside.

Some of the bodies were put in the bar's cold storage, which was the most basic respect for the deceased, no matter who the other person was.

The bar's interior was cleaned of metal shards and small mech wreckage.

Damaged holograms in the outside hallway and inside the bar have been restored.

As the saying goes, there is a lot of strength in numbers, and the efficiency of thousands of people is still very high. In less than an hour, the destroyed geometric defense pattern inside the bar was rearranged.

However, some of the wreckage of mechas, which weigh several tons, cannot be moved without professional tools, so they can only be left in place.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, people are most worried about the sudden appearance of those kidnappers.

Some women, children and children spontaneously protected Liu Fei and formed a huge circle, layered on top of each other, which made people moved.

Fortunately, the kidnappers never showed up.

Unbeknownst to the travelers, the kidnappers were already in a state of flux at this time.

If Liu Fei only caused the kidnappers to lose a lot of manpower, then Liu Xiaofei caused boundless psychological fear to the kidnappers.

Under the leadership of the little monk, Liu Xiaofei went directly to the outside of the presidential suite through the pipeline above the Focus, and killed more than a dozen people one after another through some strange sneak attacks, which caused huge psychological pressure on the kidnappers.

This is an invisible psychological pressure, and the battle is more terrifying.

Liu Xiaofei is like a ghost roaming the Fox, no one can stop his killing, he comes and goes like the wind, everywhere.

Of course, this was all the idea of the little monk.

The little monk naturally didn't have any good intentions, he couldn't wait for the kidnappers to kill Liu Xiaofei directly. However, now the little monk and Liu Xiaofei are like grasshoppers on a rope, and for their own safety, the little monk has no reservations to help Liu Xiaofei.

A super artificial intelligence and a king-level multicolored alien form an invincible combination.

The little monk was in charge of reconnaissance and planning.

Liu Xiaofei was responsible for the sneak attack and murder.

The two guys used the Fox's huge pipe network to move, and Liu Xiaofei's perverted ability allowed him to move at will in a space the size of his fingers.

Dead people are not scary.

It's terrible if you can't find an enemy and you kill someone for some reason.

The psychological pressure caused by Liu Xiaofei to the kidnappers greatly exceeded that of Liu Fei.

――

The leader of the kidnappers walked around the main control room, looking agitated. When an iron-masked kidnapper hurried in, the leader immediately asked, "How's the situation?" ”

"We can't find out each other's whereabouts, Chief." The Iron Mask kidnapper's voice was low.

"To keep tracking, we have to find them." The leader scolded.

"Yes, Chief."

"How's the Black Panthers doing in Sector B?" The leader asked.

"A holographic message has been received - a member of the team is on their way - " the Iron Mask kidnapper hesitated.

"Very good, have you caught the leader of the mercenary group in the Age of Mythology?" The corners of the leader's mouth curved slightly under the iron mask, and an eerie sneer came out.

"Chief—"

"If you have something to say, don't act like a woman's mother-in-law." The leader said displeased.

"Mission failed—"

"What!" The leader roared loudly, "Let the knife come to me!" ”

"The knife is dead-" The Iron Mask kidnapper's voice was full of sadness, the knife and his colleagues for more than twenty years, have experienced ups and downs together, and they did not expect that this operation would become the last action of his life.

"- How many people died?" The leader's body shook, but he knew the mecha fighting skills of the knife.

"Only one person is alive."

The chief's face was dumbfounded, his mouth opened, but he did not speak at all. There is only one person left in a commando team of fifty people, which is no different from the total annihilation of the army?

There was a long silence.

"Let him come to me."

"Yes, Chief."

――

Ten minutes later, a large man in a black mecha and also wearing an iron mask walked in and saluted the leader. On his chest, there is a delicate knife-shaped badge on the chest of this big man in the iron mask, and he is the only survivor of the Black Panther Commando.

The leader nodded to the man, motioned for him to sit down, and then removed the iron mask himself, revealing a solemn face that was quite majestic.

When the iron-masked man saw the leader take off his mask, he also took off his mask, revealing a miserable white face, a pair of eyes that were a little dull, and his pupils could not focus, as if he had not yet gotten rid of fear.

Humans tend to be different from other lower animals.

On the battlefield, human beings are generally inspired by the blood-boiling battlefield to forget their fears and the fear of death. However, this kind of courage cannot be maintained for a long time, and after the end of the battle, there will be all kinds of sequelae, and this sequelae of war includes fear.

I am afraid that it will cause human beings to hallucinate, and the nerves will be in an extremely tense state, and even insanity. Many of the survivors of the war changed their temperament dramatically after the war ended, becoming tyrannical or depressed. Some people choose to commit suicide because of the mental torture, or domestic violence and indiscriminate killing of innocent people can be classified as the aftermath of war.

There is no doubt that the only survivor of this Black Panther is not in good shape at the moment.

Seeing his comrades-in-arms fall in front of him one by one, no one will be in a good state. Liu Fei's ferocious and wild battle left a trace in his heart like a soldering iron that can never be erased.

"Did you bring the holographic recording chip for the mecha?" The leader saw that the other party was not suitable for conversation.

"Brought it, Chief." The survivor subconsciously gritted his teeth, trying to concentrate his spirit.

A man in an iron mask took the mecha holographic recording chip presented by the survivor's hands and put it into the main control optical brain.

The holographic recording chip of the mecha is similar to the black box of the ancient earth aircraft, which will record the combat process of the mecha, as well as the failure of the mecha and so on. In addition to providing combat information, it also provides real combat data information for the research and development of mechas.

The holographic screen starts playing the battle in Zone B.

It's just that at the beginning, the battle has become white-hot, and it immediately attracts the leader and the other Iron Masked Men in the main control room.

When the Black Panthers organized a sea of people to form a black torrent of steel and rushed towards the corridor, there was a hint of appreciation in the leader's eyes.

He had already carefully studied the milky mecha.

The combat effectiveness of that milky white mecha is really terrifying, it is like a zigzag lightning in that narrow corridor, the action is fast and agile, the combat style is agile and brave, and the fighting skills are perfected, and the individual battle cannot kill the other party at all.

Judging from the current environment, executing crowd tactics in that narrow space is the best way to deal with such masters. Use quantity to squeeze the opponent's activity space and force it to hit hard.

When the Black Panthers pounced and fell to the ground like dominoes, the entire main control room stood up.

This was not foreseen.

All along, the milky white mecha stuck out of the bar passage, giving people a sense of determination not to give up an inch of land.

It is a relief that the milky white mecha did not fall into the ground.

Next, because the survivors are coming in later, the holographic recording is missing some battlefield footage. However, this did not affect the viewing, because from the rush of the mechs and the earth-shattering sound of collision, you can imagine how tragic the battle was at that time.

Imagination is imagination after all, and imagination can never replace the visual impact of sighting.

The missing footage was short, just a few tens of seconds, and the survivors rushed into the bar.

When the tragic situation of the wreckage of the mecha everywhere appeared on the holographic screen, people couldn't help but gasp. One can imagine the fierceness of the battle, but one cannot imagine that it was so fierce.

PS: Keep asking for red tickets!