The silver-white fingertips made a rhythmic sound on the table, and Zhang Heng smiled lightly and spoke.

"None of what you say is the point, to be exact, it doesn't matter at all."

"The impending crisis facing the Fengxian Refuge does not come from a shortage of supplies; The T organization, which is entrenched in the center of S, probably doesn't have the time to deal with you now. ”

"The starting point was wrong from the start, and there was no point in arguing."

After listening to the young man's words, Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia on the other side of the table narrowed their eyes at the same time.

The young man on the other side was not from the military, and the three of them met for the first time.

If it weren't for Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia watching him tear through the void and break out of the boundary, it is estimated that after listening to those extremely arrogant remarks, the two would have rolled up their sleeves and smashed the young man on the spot.

"Then you say, where should we start?"

After exchanging glances with Mu Xia, Wang Yuanjie changed his standing to sitting and spoke in a deep voice.

"Shhh...... I want to think about it......"

The rhythmic sound of percussion was heard again, and the young man scratched his chicken-coop hair with his right hand and spoke.

"Let's start with Subject 4."

"No. 4???????????????? Subject? Wang Mu and the two said in unison: "What is that?" ”

"T The monster cultivated by the tissue, hiss, why don't you even know this, the nine branches on this timeline, could it be that they are all buckets of dung?"

Rolling his eyes angrily, Zhang Heng's face was full of mockery and helplessness.

"Bucket of dung...... This ......"

Wang Mu and the two looked at each other again, not knowing how to answer.

"Are you repeaters, why do you keep repeating my words......"

The sound of fingertip tapping was loud for three points, and impatience vaguely appeared between Zhang Heng's eyebrows.

"We really don't know about Subject 4, and our knowledge of the T organization is only scratching the surface, after all, the relationship between the Nine Branch and the military is not what it used to be, and it is now an independent branch of the ...... that exists in a nihilistic fantasy."

Holding back the thought of wanting to explode in his heart, Wang Yuanjie cleared his throat and said with a straight face.

"Okay, it seems to be more or less different, but it doesn't matter, I'm here this time, and I'll definitely be able to fly with you!"

Getting up from the chair, Zhang Heng moved the map of S City on the table to himself.

"Fly? Where to fly? ”

Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia looked at each other again, and a question mark appeared in their hearts.

But this time, they both tacitly chose to keep silent.

Zhang Heng first searched the map and pinpointed out several locations on the map.

Wang Yuanjie noticed that those locations were the entrances to the underground tunnels of Gunship Island, that is, the sewer entrances hidden in the city streets.

Subsequently, the young man used his fingers as a pen to draw a route from the S downtown building from south to north.

A faint arc of electricity crackled on the paper, leaving a faint charred black.

"The Huangyan River Subway, Line 17, runs from south to north, and is built close to the river."

Silvery-white fingertips swipped and hovered at the beginning of the line.

"Here, the Center Building, which is Research Station 4 of the T organization. It was from here that Subject 4 escaped, escaping north along the subway line. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Heng paused, as if he wanted to leave some time for the two opposites to think.

Wang Yuanjie's brows furrowed, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"If my memory is correct, the Huangyanjiang subway line doesn't seem to be connected to the basement of the Central Building, do you mean that the test subject escaped along the subway line?"

"No, if you escape from the ground, won't the survivors who are out searching for supplies be out of reach? The underground, of course, is walked. ”

Rolling his eyes again, Zhang Heng clicked on the entrances next to the subway line.

"Next is the so-called key, let your people be stationed at these entrances, and once they find suspicious creatures, they will immediately set fire to them!"

As if worried that the other party would not fully understand what he meant, Zhang Heng paused and emphasized again.

"Remember, don't save ammo, that thing has a lot of vitality!"

Wang Mu and the two were silent for a while, and after a while, the old man slowly responded.

"Okay, but I still have something I don't understand."

"Hurry up and ask, time waits for no one."

Zhang Heng leaned back, put his hands behind his head, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

"First of all, I need a description of Subject 4's appearance, and in order to gather fire and kill, at least know what the target looks like;"

"Secondly, it's okay to disperse the control, but I only have so many people, I have to know the focus of firepower;"

"Finally, why did we choose to kill Subject 4? From???????????????? Judging from your two sentences just now, 'don't save ammunition' and 'the vitality is very tenacious', that thing should be very difficult to deal with, my soldiers are people, not pawns that can be sent to death at any time. ”

After saying this, the old man crossed his fingers and waited quietly for an answer.

"I thought you'd ask something valuable......"

Resting his feet on the table, Zhang Heng shook his head gently, "First of all, Subject 4 does not have a fixed appearance, it may be a large mass of flesh and blood entangled together, or it may have the appearance of an ordinary human. ”

"Secondly, in terms of firepower, I suggest that it be evenly distributed, because the points I provided you with are the result of sample accumulation, which is not accurate, and if I take 10,000 steps back, if I can accurately predict the location of Subject 4, I don't need to rely on your strength."

"In the end, Subject 4 is indeed difficult to deal with, and death is inevitable, but if it is not killed, the entire Fengxian Vault will face the danger of destruction!"

After saying these three sentences, there was a long silence in the strategy room.

Looking at Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia's tangled expressions, Zhang Heng chuckled lightly and added.

"Your soldiers should be honored that they can carry out this mission, not all of them can become pawns to save the world, the vast majority of existence is ordinary or even mediocre, and can only passively meet the predetermined fate."

"So I have to thank you for giving my soldiers a chance to die?"

With a wry smile on his wrinkled face, Wang Yuanjie obviously failed to accept Zhang Heng's 'consolation'.

"Don't be so-for-tat, you and I are both in the position of protection, but compared to your indecision, I am more decisive."

The silence lasted for a while, and finally Wang Yuanjie let out a long sigh and looked up at the young man opposite.

"With just a few words from you, I still can't give the order for my soldiers to die, I need a proof."

"Alas, proof proof...... Wasn't that enough of my cool way of appearing? ”

Zhang Heng had helplessness on his face.

He also deliberately chose the time and place of the rift, in order to appear directly in front of Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia, so that they could be convinced.

I didn't expect to have to 'prove'.

"Your way of 'appearing'...... It does blow my mind, but it's not enough, you need to prove that you're a 'time-traveler'. ”

Zhang Heng pursed the corners of his lips, feeling a little stuffy in his chest. "Ah...... As I said before, I'm the Elder, from Timeline 937, not from your future......"

"If you have to prove it, I can give you one, but the ugly thing is ahead, once you verify the proof I gave, the development of the timeline will deviate from the established center, and more people will die!"

"You're a threat!"

Wang Yuanjie, who was calm in the last second, stood up from the chair like an angry lion in the next moment.

"No, it's true." Zhang Heng's leisurely has not changed in the slightest.

Seeing that the other party was so confident, Wang Yuanjie suddenly felt as if he had punched the cotton, and his breath was stuck in his throat, uncomfortable.

"Let's talk about what your proof is." Although Mu Xia's face on the side was not good-looking, he still grasped the key point and asked.

"Simple, before noon today, there should be a few survivors looking for you, claiming to have important information about the T organization, and you need to send someone into the seventeenth subway line to search along the way."

"If nothing else, those you send out will die." Zhang Heng's eyes froze, "This is the proof you want." ”

"No matter how many people go, this is the result?" Mucha ???????????????? His eyes were full of suspicion, and he asked.

"Well, I remember at most that you guys seemed to have sent half of the Vault's troops, all dead, and that timeline was collapsing faster than I expected."

"What do you think, old Wang?"

Without looking at Zhang Heng again, Mucha asked Wang Yuanjie.

"You said that there will be survivors coming to us before this morning, but if no one comes before twelve o'clock, will it be a disguised proof that you are alarmist?"

Wang Yuanjie had a hint of imperceptible luck in his eyes, and it could be seen that he didn't want his men to die, not a single one!

Faced with the old man's questioning, Zhang Heng did not open his mouth to respond, but just sneered and looked at the door of the conference room.

Just when Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia were strange, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

"Report!"

Before the figure appeared at the door, a report had reached the ears of the three people.

It was a young soldier with a good eyebrow, who looked to be in his twenties.

"Come in."

Mucha spoke up and summoned the young man into the conference room.

"What's the matter?"

"Report to Sergeant Mu, a few survivors just now said that they were victims who escaped from the T organization, and there is important information to tell."

The expression on Mu Xia's face instantly became unnatural, and he exchanged glances with Wang Yuanjie.

The old man sighed, "Let them come." ”

"Yes!"

The young soldier answered and hurried away.

When he reappeared, there was already a woman in blue behind him.

At the moment when the woman entered the door, Zhang Heng quietly put the hood on her head, and her left arm was retracted into her sleeve, giving people the feeling of napping on the chair.

"You're a survivor who escaped from the T-Cell?"

Wang Yuanjie's eyes narrowed slightly, looking up and down at the Qingling in front of him.

"Well, if I hadn't run into Brother Xiong yesterday, I might have died by now......"

Qing Ling's voice was very soft, as if he was born introverted.

Mucha on the side sneered, "Not necessarily, right?" How can you say that it is also a fourth-order ability, a second-order infected body, and can get close to you? ”

Hearing Mu Xia's ridicule, Qing Ling's body trembled, and he raised his head in confusion......