Just when Zuo Dao thought that everyone was starting to prepare to go through a process and talk to each other ruthlessly about each other next time, a change occurred.

I saw that the gloomy world suddenly began to distort, and in the alternation of light and darkness, there was a faint roar.

And 'Zhang Ruhai' also changed his face, he was more aware of the situation outside than Zuo Dao, an outsider in the ceremony.

Suddenly, in the next alternation of light and darkness, a ray of sunlight accompanied by a thud at the top of the book and an explosion inside.

At the same time, Zuo Dao saw the top of his head and ushered in the same situation.

The object, which could not be detected by the naked eye, passed through the roof of the library at high speed and came to the windshield on the left road, and then ......

Boom ——!!!

Flower City is a Chinese and foreign.

A large number of officers of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau were on duty at various intersections, and they braved the scorching sun and sweated to guide the masses.

However, inside the fence of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, it was a different scene, where gray fog was shrouded and full of gloom and coldness.

"Call from the observation center, call the temporary command, Zang."

On the command car, the operator heard the voice, he directly held the communicator, turned around and whispered to Zang, who was in the command car and looked at the screen at the scene.

"Team Leader, your newsletter."

Zang took the communicator.

"I'm Zang Cry."

"Observations show that the ritual response of Huacheng No. 1 is confirmed, and the life response falls to single digits, allowing you to intervene by force."

"Understood," Zang said, tossing the communicator to the operator, then squinting and muttering:

"Have the people in our Huacheng Observation Center been more myopic recently?"

Her words caught the attention of the car crews, but then they pretended they couldn't hear anything.

"Why did these people realize the fucking aftermath lately, why don't they change their name to the After-the-fact Report Center, and we change our name to the Huacheng Funeral Brigade?"

Zang scolded, and she twisted her head:

"Heavy firepower is in place, the kind of thing with a demon-breaking howitzer."

Another operator who was staring at straightened his waist:

"Report to the temporary command, the third and fifth brigades of the heavy armed forces are already in place, waiting for orders, do you want to open fire?"

Hearing this, Zang didn't reply, she took out a silver cigarette case from her pocket and opened it, and there were also five cigarettes in it.

"Wait—" Zang was about to say with a frown, when she suddenly noticed that one of the cigarettes was suddenly burning in the groove.

She jerked her head up at the operator from before:

"Fire, six rounds of free fine-tuning strikes."

"Command center call, fire, six rounds of free fine-tuning strikes!" The operator pressed the comm and said quickly.

In an instant, the car began to shake slightly, and a roar spread.

In the distance around Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, more than 30 vehicle-mounted howitzers were deployed in an encirclement.

The life-threatening roar and the roar in the air make people's blood boil and be filled with awe.

The first round of shells hit Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, and exploded directly when it came into contact with the fog, and for a time the sea of fog was surging, and the flames were everywhere.

In the second round of strikes, the shells entered the sea of fog before they exploded.

Immediately after that, the third round, the fourth round.

It wasn't until the fifth round that the ritual seemed to be holding on to it, and the cannonballs landed on the land of the first middle school for the first time.

And the rituals, which seemed to be separate from the real world, began to crumble.

When the sixth round of shelling fell, the fog completely dissipated, leaving behind a devastated campus.

Zang Zang in the command car confirmed the situation through the display screen, and then looked at the cigarette case in her hand, there were already two burning embers, and the third one had just ignited itself not long ago, she frowned slightly.

"Inform the ground team members, the members of the mysterious department go first, there should be at least one survivor inside, and the information is sent through my authority now, that person is my own person."

"Roger."

Fifty steps away from the periphery of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School.

There was a darkened WIN vehicle parked at various locations, and from the moment they came, the people in the vehicle did not move, and did not participate in any on-site affairs.

But at this moment, these vehicles were opened at the same time, and each car came out of eight people, dressed in black trench coats, each carrying a suitcase in their hands, they looked at the campus, and directly formed a formation to advance.

The library, by this time, was in ruins, and most of the buildings had collapsed.

But in one of the areas, there was still a windshield standing there.

Zuo Dao looked at the clear sky sadly, there were deep pits around his ground, and his whole person was a little shaky.

Shaken, bombarded.

People are hemp, hemp in the true sense of the word.

The wind shield is indeed as Zang said, even under heavy firepower, it can resist, but the force of the aftermath is also very uncomfortable.

But this experience is also unprecedented.

There was really no such treatment in the world.

Looking at the deep pits everywhere, he was contemplative.

After the cannonballs fell at that time, the people behind the ceremony left, and Zuo Dao survived round after round in the cannon fire, and Zang took one cigarette after another, and it was rare that Zuo Dao had a snack for the first time.

This world is too full of martial arts-

A howitzer is worth a lot of money even if it is converted into the previous world, not to mention that the howitzers of these people obviously have the ability to break demons, and when the shell hits the wind shield, it obviously has a strong confrontation with the wind shield, and this firepower poured out so that Zuo Dao once thought that he was doing a small high-intensity encounter.

In the distance, a group of personnel in black trench coats maintained a cautious formation, they wore a transparent light glass at a glance, when they saw the left road in the distance, the miniature camera automatically focused, and then the identity of the left road was revealed, and these people also quickened their pace.

Zuo Dao naturally saw these people, he had already put the paper spirit into a hidden state, and now he was alone, holding a cigarette case in one hand and a burning cigarette in the other, quietly in the wind hood.

"Left way?" The lead operator, a middle-aged man, asked about five paces from the left lane.

Zuo Dao bowed: "It's me." ”

"Little brother is so bold," the lead operator looked around, and then looked at the calm Zuo Dao and praised him:

"This is my ID, the Captain of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau, the Mysterious Operations Section, Li Jia."

He showed his ID, and then the ID flashed a glimmer of light, and looked at Zuo Dao with a good-natured smile.

Seeing this, Zuo Dao put the silver cigarette case into his pocket, took out his own documents from the inner folder and unfolded:

"Temporary operator, left."

Similarly, as soon as the words fell, the documents flashed.

This is the rules in the Operator's Handbook of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau, in order to prevent the enemy from infiltrating in mysterious events.

"Shall you go out and see, little brother?" Li Jia asked, he looked at the wind hood, and his tone was curious:

"This is the technique of the leader of Zangqi, right, it's really powerful, I don't know what it's called?"

"Of course, yes," Zuo Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked at the cigarette in his hand, and showed a little embarrassed smile:

"I'm sorry Captain Li, I don't seem to know how to stop this from the team leader, can you please contact the team leader to come over, or call the two operators of Quan Hu and Tongyan."

Zuo Dao's words made Li Jia and his team members stunned, but when they thought of the identity of the young man, they showed understanding, but they didn't have any contemptuous looks, at least not on the surface.

"Well... Okay," Li Jia nodded, he picked up the communicator and talked quickly, and looked to the left for a moment:

"Team leader Zang is now a temporary commander, so it's inconvenient to come over, I've already contacted Tongyan, and she will come over later."

"Trouble Captain Li." Zuo Dao said politely

Li Jia looked around again at this time and touched his earlobe:

"Then the little classmate will stay here for a while, and we will continue to investigate the scene?"

"Gotcha."

Li Jia bowed his head, he beckoned, and the members of the team under his command dispersed, using various professional tools to investigate the scene and collect evidence records.

Zuo Dao, who stayed where he was, until the other party disappeared completely, he restrained his smile, he put the document in his pocket, and fumbled in his hand, holding the silver cigarette case.

He lowered his head, observing the craters around him, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled.