"Yes, hello audience friends, I am Xu Qiang, as an accompanying reporter of this station, I came to Xinhai City to participate in this special operation......"

In front of the camera, Xiao Xu, a female reporter who had been smeared with light makeup, had a smile on her face: "At present, we are about to arrive at the divided area, and then we will introduce the professionals who are traveling with us......"

An Mi, who was sitting on her side, held his forehead with his hand and patted the four people beside him.

The four idol-like young men and women sat upright, facing the cameraman's equipment, with a business smile on their faces.

Next to her, the female reporter Xiao Xu introduced one after another: "These are the four professionals who participated in the handling of Area B this time, they are ......"

With Xiao Xu's voice, not far from the front of the carriage, Ding Yan turned his head to look at the performances of several people behind.

"What are they doing?" Ding Yan turned his head and asked.

The person who was questioned by him did not raise his head, and said calmly: "Do an interview." ”

The man explained to Ding Yan while rubbing the screen of his mobile phone: "This time it's not just to deal with the troubles of Xinhai City, the countermeasures bureau also wants to push the abnormal world in front of the public. Therefore, this can be regarded as a pilot -- on the one hand, the dead sissy wants to use this opportunity to idolize some heroes, and on the other hand, the countermeasures bureau also wants to try to see if it can improve their work efficiency and dissemination through the information industry. ”

After using a set of silky combos to kill the person opposite, the person finally raised his head: "Actually, you should have had a similar interview session, but your boss pushed it away." ”

With dark circles under his eyes, Xun Mo shrugged his shoulders: "According to him, 'Compared to this kind of bells and whistles, what the public wants to see should be the foundation of implementation'." In addition to that, he said, 'The plan has changed a little, and the exposure will be postponed for the time being'. So, it's a shame that you didn't get on TV like those four guys, and at most you left a photo of the battle and added two more lines of subtitles next to it. ”

Listening to these words, Ji Qianqin's face flattened a little: "Ah, this ......"

She's probably the one who wants to be part of this kind of interview the most.

Just by looking at the people behind her, she could clearly guess how coveted Ji Qianqin was now.

Ding Yan is okay.

Although he also thinks that it is not bad to be on TV, if the prophet feels that it is not yet time, then he will not hesitate to cooperate.

After all, all of them were able to gather here because of the Prophet.

Thinking so, Ding Yan subconsciously grabbed his shoulder.

If it weren't for that rainy night two months ago, he would probably still be an ordinary college student struggling with his final exams. On weekdays, he played games and basketball with his classmates, squandering his youth with sweat and laughter, and dyed his college career with a layer of mist-like blue.

And not like now, running around with the authorities' convoys.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan couldn't help but pout.

"A lot of things have happened recently," Ding Yan thought to himself, "the abandoned hospital, the Cloud Academy, Yanxia Mountain, and now Xinhai City." ’

Although there were some special fluctuations in the process of these things, such as encountering the "Twin Stars" in Western Europe when they were in Yanxia Mountain, and almost fighting with them, no matter what, their lives in the last two months can still be called thrilling.

And all this is thanks to the comprehensive and precise planning in advance.

To be honest, so far, Ding Yan feels that he has gone really smoothly, and to some extent, it is even a little too smooth. Except for the time when he was seriously injured when he touched the blue sky, it was almost like dying, and the rest of the time was basically breaking a few bones and spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.

…… Although it sounded miserable, Ding Yan really felt that after encountering so many messy things, he just broke bones and vomited blood, which was very remarkable.

In the past, he didn't have much of a concept, but now that he has realized the situation in the supernatural world, thinking back to what he has done and seen in the past, Ding Yan still can't help but have a feeling that "it is really not easy for him to live until now".

You must know that he has encountered more than once at the "disaster" level alone!

Generally, students who graduate from Cloud Academy spend the first two years of their careers solving the "normal" level xenomorphs, or confronting the "dangerous" level and finally running away.

This is not because the strength of the members of the countermeasures bureau is not good, but because from the "dangerous" level, the hazard of xenomorphs is not at all the same as that of the "ordinary" level.

Blue Sky, a xenomorph that can slaughter humans at will, is only at the "dangerous" level, which is enough to represent what this level means.

As for the "catastrophe"......

Employees of the General Countermeasures Bureau may not be able to encounter several "disasters" in their lifetime.

However, Ding Yan has encountered it twice so far, and even a third time in the future.

It's impressive.

Rubbing his head, Ding Yan sighed: "Fortunately, we didn't go up with enthusiasm. ’

Although the strength of many xenos is mysterious, we are not completely without countermeasures! ’

That's right.

Thinking of this, Ding Yan couldn't help but smile.

Just as there is a "disaster" between different species, of course, there is a corresponding high-end combat power on the human side.

The Minister Xun next to him, who looks decadent and is no different from the dead house, is counted as one, and Qi Guang, who was beaten by himself and vomited blood before, is also counted as one, as for the director of the countermeasures bureau, he is a ruthless person who has torn up the "disaster".

Not to mention that there are weapons on the human side that can be called "bug".

The "prophet" who is three steps away and who has almost everything already understood.

The experience of this period of time has proved to Ding Yan the gold content of the "prophet" - what he has seen has far exceeded his imagination, and many times he is still entangled there, and the prophet has already known the answer in advance.

Even Ding Yan felt that if he glanced at the prophet when he was depressed, he would put green tea on his side, and then pat himself on the shoulder, comforting himself with those words that people didn't understand, but always felt very powerful, and accurately grasped his pain points.

This ability really gives people a sense of security.

It's as if no matter what happens, someone will judge and prepare for it, and all you need is to obey the order, hold the lead and the reins that the person has handed you, and pull the lead or tie the rope in his command.

Easy, convenient, and simple.

Ding Yan felt that his life in the past could not be more comfortable than now.

And in the future, this life will continue forever.

As long as the Prophet remains, their path will always be easy—for they have already been helped to remove the thorns that have grown so that they can move forward without worry.

Yes, and it will be so in the future.

Everything is the same as it is now.

Thinking so, Ding Yan glanced at Xun Mo beside him.

At this moment, Xun Mo had already stood up, slowly and methodically took out a sniper rifle from his back, holding something special in his left hand, and rubbing the barrel regularly.

Noticing Ding Yan's gaze, Xun Mo glanced at him and didn't say anything.

He just stroked the barrel of the gun gently and softly as usual, as if he was rubbing his girlfriend's cheek, and the baby was too much to say.

Ding Yan guessed that this gun probably had a deep meaning for Xun Mo.

Last night, he saw with his own eyes how Xun Mo prepared before the war. He took out a few bullets from the small box he was carrying, and then ordered Ding Yan to take out some disgusting-looking materials from the trunk of the special car of the countermeasures bureau, crush and rub them one by one.

When these things were mixed like a ball of mud, Xun Mo wiped these special paints on his bullets little by little.

Ding Yan could see it very clearly, although this paint was very disgusting when rubbed, but when it was applied to the bullets, it was unexpectedly no different from stealth - if it wasn't for watching Xun Mo's operation with his own eyes, Ding Yan would even think that these bullets had not changed at all.

According to Xun Mo, these bullets all contain special substances from the Research Institute of the Countermeasures Bureau, and each has a special effect. There are those who deal with enchantments, those who kill and injure xenos, and those who weaken their spirits. All in all, just like a versatile Swiss Army knife, there's always something for a special situation, no matter which way it comes from.

This made Ding Yan quite envious.

Because until now he did not have his own weapons.

Song Qingci has her double knives, Li Jingwen also has a pistol, and even Ji Qianqin herself seems to have her own special weapon. In contrast, the self that is only on fire seems to have nothing to show except for taking off his clothes and then starting to "rub" the flames......

Ding Yan even thought that in the future, if one day they really appeared on TV, they would be asked to bring their weapons in order to highlight their characteristics. When facing the camera, when everyone else can carry a weapon with bells and whistles or elegant hideousness, only he stands in place and "rubs" a flame bursts out, and then melts away......

It always feels a little awkward.

Scratching his hair, Ding Yan sighed: "Let's find Gerald when I go back, according to the Prophet, he is a top blacksmith." ’

If it's from his hands, I guess you can get a very cool weapon!

Not to mention that Gerard was recently led by Ding Yan to embark on the road of no return to the second dimension, and now his aesthetics are becoming more and more bizarre. It is said that he used to tattoo his own seals and marks on the carved objects, but now he does not do so.

In fact, Gerald's favorite thing these days is to imprint the Q-like two-dimensional girl's head on his finished product, rather than the symbol heraldic he once had.

It is said that after this incident was known to the old man Oliver in Western Europe, that is, the academic master and Gerrard's teacher, he was almost so angry that the old man took a plane across the ocean to Linjiang.

It's a pity that Gerard would rather die than change this, and still selflessly smear some two-dimensional villains on his props, and the more he forges, the better his carving skills will be, and the more he tends to manifest his sexual fetishes......

Ding Yan really can't imagine what kind of expression it would be if someone bought the props made by Gerald in the future, thinking that it was a huge hammer that would only be used by pure masters, but turned over and saw the slender and curvy orc girl on it, and it was still hairy.

…… Did you feel insulted, or was it ecstasy?

He didn't know.

Ding Yan just felt that if he wanted to find Gerald to build equipment, it was necessary to remind him in advance to suppress his sexual fetishes.

Just when he was thinking for a while.

The convoy finally stopped in the area they needed to guard.

Getting out of the car, Xun Mo held a sniper rifle about the size of others in one hand, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the rows of high-rise buildings from a distance.

"This is it," he said, "Zone B." ”

"It looks like the monsters haven't had time to get out of the Pale Lady's sleeve yet."

Xun Mo glanced at his phone: "According to that guy, they will appear in half an hour." Everyone is on their toes, and if there are no surprises, our numbers are perfectly sufficient here. ”

The next thing is to wait.

During this time, the countermeasures bureau quickly set up several concealment facilities to ensure that the monsters would not be seen after they appeared in a fixed location, and then hid in their hiding places and calmly watched the situation outside.

The weather hadn't been very hot lately, and a few dark clouds were looming overhead, covering their heads.

Soon, half an hour passed.

In the midst of anxious waiting, the sharp-eyed person noticed the situation in the distance in advance: "Look, there has been!" ”

The men pointed to the heads of people who had quietly emerged not far away, and their voices were very low.

Xun Mo, on the other hand, squinted his eyes and scanned up and down at the strange-shaped guys who seemed to suddenly emerge from the void.

"That's a hundred ghosts?" Xun Mo's voice was very soft, "Strange ......"

"Is there so little?"

The voice fell.

In the next second, it was like to cater to Xun Mo's words.

It didn't take long for those monsters not far away to rush towards Xun Mo's side without fear of death!

Although they are only a dozen low-level xenomorphs, their momentum looks no different from that of "dangerous" level monsters!

Noticing the assault of those monsters, even if Xun Mo felt that something was wrong, he immediately ordered: "Prepare to suppress!" ”

After saying this, the people in the countermeasures bureau, including Xun Mo himself, pulled the trigger!

Special bullets burst out of the barrel of the guns, mixed with sparks, and passed through the middle of the monsters' bodies in an unusually light arc, embedded in the walls behind, leaving countless deep craters!

After only a few moments, the monsters stiffened and stuck in place as if they had dropped frames.

It took about three seconds for them to slam into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Looking at the situation in the distance, Xun Mo's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

"No," he said to himself, "it's not right, it's not right at all." ”

Grabbing his hair, Xun Mo seemed to think of something, turned his head to the person behind him and said, "Contact Area A and Area C, I need to know their current situation." ”

The man in the back nodded, took out a large communicator from his arms, and gently pressed two buttons.

"This is the person in charge of Area B, Area A and Area C, reply when you hear it, and please reply when you hear it......"

The communicator's voice chattered.

The first time, there was no response.

After dialing the second time, even after shouting "please reply when you hear it" several times, there is still no sound on the other side, not even the sound of electricity.

At this time, even the most stupid person realizes what is happening.

Xun Mo took off the hat he used to disguise on his head, and his voice couldn't hear joy and anger: "There is a problem with the prophecy." ”

"Under normal circumstances, we should have the most guys to deal with in Zone B, followed by C, and then A. But now, it's clear that our side is not even as good as the A that was originally planned......"

"This means that there is a problem with the information," Xun Mo said softly, "Now Area A and Area C are probably facing monsters that are many times larger than they planned!" ”

(End of chapter)