Six minutes before the explosion.

In the airspace below the Stinger ship, Catherine was heavily armed and led a team of seven people to ride a high-mobility airship and fell towards the ground city.

The airship is shaped like a water droplet, and it is the fastest vehicle to pass through the atmosphere.

"Sir, I propose to suspend the celebrations for today and tomorrow, and several terrorists with cell bombs have been caught below, which are undetectable by our existing instruments."

"I've reported it, Catherine."

The middle-aged lady shook her head and explained: "It's useless for you to urge me, I'm just responsible for commanding and dispatching you, the Yaha Star Crushing Fire Festival is a major celebration festival and a symbol of the empire's strength, and the consequences of each move must be considered clearly." ”

"Is there anything to think about?"

Catherine frowned:

"If there is an extreme terrorist attack and there are a lot of casualties, isn't that the worst possible effect?"

"The crowds in the streets and alleys below are so dense, once there is really a human bomb attack, the casualties directly caused by the power of the cell bomb will not be too large, but panic will become a death sickle to harvest human lives."

"Isn't that the safety lesson you've given me?"

"Catherine, we've confirmed the intellect repeatedly," she said, "and the new CIA's operations are ghostly flames, and they're going to start big marches, they're going to create political events, and the bomb might be just a front." ”

Catherine said, "Any fluke will lead to disaster." ”

"I've already reported your opinion to the top as soon as possible, and it will take time for the above to make a decision!"

"I'll go to the surface first, in case there's chaos and don't have time to support, and the command is temporarily given to Bligh and Grace, Catherine said," "I'm requesting that the Stinger ship be allowed into the outer atmosphere in case of emergency." ”

"Yes, I approve it."

Catherine hung up the video communication, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly behind the mask, and looked up at the porthole.

The droplet airship was descending perpendicular to the ground, and the pressure from the high acceleration had left the seven transformers in the team speechless, and only Catherine was completely normal.

She thought about it for a moment and sent a message to Hui Saka, but the other party didn't reply to her for more than two minutes.

What is the Great Detective doing?

Ding!

A projection screen popped up on the golden shell, and a photo of the old man in the park appeared inside, and the notes were a long string of text.

Catherine almost didn't hesitate, immediately connected the Stinger ship, and used her on-site command authority to send orders to the rapid reaction force on standby on the ground.

"How could he find so many human bombers accurately?"

Catherine couldn't help but murmur, and the projection screen in front of her fed back the real-time picture on the ground.

Here's the view from which the military police shot:

An old man in his twilight years sat on a park bench, dressed in an ordinary shirt and trousers, tall and thin, talking to the young people around him.

Soon, the old man patted the back of the young man's hand, stood up on his own, and walked slowly in the direction where the military and police were gathered.

They opened fire at their own discretion and threw out an explosion-proof safety shield.

Catherine, who came out of the life-and-death battles, had a slight mood swing at the moment, and she looked at the several rapidly opening safety shields with some nervousness.

Bright red flames erupted, energy spurted upwards under the squeeze of the safety shield, and the young man on the bench was unharmed.

The young man got up and walked in the opposite direction, his expression a little dark, and immediately a military police officer raised a gun to target him in the rear.

"That's my own people! Won't this be distinguished? ”

Catherine spoke up at once, her voice a little stern.

The military police who locked on Yang Luo shook their hands and quickly took off the sights.

Catherine was inexplicably a little irritable.

When you see a cockroach, it means that there are 10,000 cockroaches in the house.

In a short period of time, several terrorists with cell bombs were caught, indicating that a staggering number of human bombs had been mixed into the city below......

"Team, Captain, look at your feet!"

The team member next to him shouted with difficulty.

Catherine looked down, her eyelids twitching slightly.

Bright red clouds floated on the ground, like daytime fireworks prepared for this grand event;

But beneath the clouds, the blast waves of the explosions were raging, each of which represented at least dozens of casualties, and the fragile decorations of the buildings shattered one after another, smashing into the crowd below.

A muffled thud thumped through the airship's hull and shield.

Catherine took a deep breath, grabbed the communicator, and began to shout.

More than a hundred and thirty explosions appeared on the ground at the same time in a matter of seconds, and the temporary headquarters set up on the Stinger ship was already in chaos.

Confusion, screaming, running crowds.

Yang Luo walked out of the park and saw this kind of picture.

The frightened crowd was like a headless fly, surging forward, and the few who could stay awake were also swept away by the crowd.

Half of the city was plunged into riots, and everywhere there were shouts that war had broken out.

Yang Luo looked around.

He was never at a loss when facing the swarm, but he was helpless when facing the crowd.

"Enter the park!"

Yang Luo shouted at the top of his voice: "Enter the open field!" Don't crowd and push!"

His glasses lightly skipped a few lines of code, and the devices that could play audio and video inside and outside the park had been activated, and Yang Luo's image appeared on the big screen on the side of the road.

"Get into the park and take shelter! Take care of the elderly and children around you!"

He kept shouting, repeating it five or six times in a row, and the chaotic crowd finally turned around and poured into the park from all directions.

The military police on the periphery of the park also reacted quickly, putting away their weapons and shouting to guide the crowd.

Order was temporarily restored to the streets near the park.

But when the surroundings were quiet, Yang Luo heard screams coming from all directions.

Panic is still spreading.

The restoration of order on a local scale is only a drop in the bucket for the large-scale riots triggered by the terrorist attacks.

Yang Luo cursed in a low voice, threw away his coat, and ran wildly along the narrow gap on the side of the street in the direction where the crowd was rushing.

In this kind of crowd, if anyone falls, if there is no help from the people around them, they will immediately fall into a life and death crisis, and even when the crowding is too intense, there are too many adults per square meter, it will also cause a large number of victims to suffocate to death.

Mass stampedes have already taken place.

Yang Luo's eyes suddenly became empty, and more than a dozen corpses fell around the corner, the picture was miserable, but in the middle of the corpses, two men grabbed the street lamp pole and desperately opened a little gap.

There was a little boy inside who was still breathing weakly.

Yang Luo picked up the body, picked up the boy and rushed to the side of the road.

Pressing first aid and assisting breathing, the boy's breathing gradually became smoother, and a new crowd appeared on the road, Yang Luo lowered his head and hugged the boy.

There were so many panicked crowds.

"Ritsu, think of a way."

"Boss, the people must be calmed down, otherwise the casualties of the stampede will far exceed the direct casualties caused by the explosion, and you can attract their attention to the top," Ritsu said quickly, "I will hack all the connected devices and communication devices of everyone in the city, and start the regional live broadcast!" The white ghost has the charisma to briefly grab their attention!"

White Ghost!

Yang Luo picked up the little boy and rushed in the direction he had just come, arrived outside a shop window, kicked and smashed a corner of the window, and carried the boy in.

There's a white ghost's cOs suit.

The little boy was dazzled to see a man standing in front of him, taking off his shirt, putting on that cool 'white armor' suit, and putting on that tactical helmet.

The other man turned his head to look over and made a gesture to silence him, and the boy nodded slightly, his eyes much less panicked.

"White Ghost."

Yang Luo laid the boy flat on the counter of the store, and he got into the storage room, locked the doors and windows, and put the glasses in front of him.

Fictional scenes, synchronized sound and picture.

"The live stream is on."

Accompanied by some harsh electric sounds, Yang Luo had a faint projection screen in front of him, and the screen was a bird's-eye view of the city, and there were countless crowds surging everywhere.

On the streets, projection installations outside buildings were activated, and giant projection screens filled the streets and alleys.

In the crowd, almost all communication devices actively popped up the projection frame.

Yang Luo clenched his right hand.

A word must be taken to their attention, there is no point in shouting in paleness.

"Yo, the dregs of the Empire!"

The familiar voice processed by the synthesizer suddenly resounded throughout the city, and the sound of the machinery turned into a wave of sound, directly suppressing the noise of the crowd.

Some of the crowds have slowed down visibly, and the crowd is looking up.

"I'm watching me in your hands or above you!"

The city seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then a new wave of sound appeared:

"White Ghost!"

"It's a white ghost!"

"He's here to save us!"

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

Yang Luo took a deep breath, and his voice continued to cover the panicked crowd:

"Are the men of the empire dead? What are you doing? There's been a major stampede, but are you still just caught in the crowd and drifting with the flow? ”

"Do you want more people to die because of your inaction?"

"Strong men stand up now! Go find the man closest to you hand in hand, build a barrier, and divide the crowd!"

"Women! Protect the children and the elderly around you, yes, hand in hand, hand in hand, form a human wall. ”

"I understand you, you were just dominated by panic, it's normal! But now, we must organize to fight panic and avoid a bigger catastrophe, right! That's it! You guys did a great job! Now, the wall is starting to move in an orderly manner, the slower the better, don't rush! Don't be anxious, I will protect you and send women, children and the elderly to nearby buildings. ”

"Behave well, I'm here watching you."

K is just a small bomb attack, will this bring down the Empire? Obviously not, after this catastrophe you will all become heroes in your respective families.

"Men, if anyone is greedy for life and afraid of death, I promise to come to your door, I promise you......"

On the street, on the projection screens, the live broadcast of the white ghost switched to an indicator light, guiding the crowd to the shelter.

Communication devices in people's hands are back in working order, and prompts with white ghost signs pop up, along with simple directions to the map.

The terminals for the elderly and children are marked pink in need of help.

I don't know who sang the Imperial Army anthem, and the men's high-pitched singing turned into a second tranquilizer.

Store pantry.

"Well done!" Yang Luo shook his fist fiercely, "You saved a lot of people." ”

"It's not me, boss," Ritsu laughed, "it's the White Ghost." ”

"Aren't you also a white ghost?"

"Uh, that seems to be right for ...... too"

Yang Luo chuckled, took off the cOs suit, and hung it in the pile of different types of COs suits next to him.

Ritsu reminded: "Boss, the traces of your disguise have been erased, and now only one loophole remains. ”

The boy.

Yang Luo put on his helmet and walked out of the storage room, the boy was still in a semi-conscious state, and opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the footsteps.

Yang Luo walked up to him, hesitated slightly, but still whispered in his ear: "Can I trust you?" ”

The boy nodded slightly.

"Very well, what just happened is our secret."

Yang Luo clenched his fist and stretched out in front of the boy, and the boy tried to raise his arm with some effort, but Yang Luo held his wrist.

The two fists touched slightly.

"Thank you..."

"Get some sleep, I'm still busy trying to save the others."

Yang Luo touched the boy's forehead, and the boy closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yang Luo then took off his helmet, picked up the boy, joined the crowd that had begun to walk slowly, handed the boy over to a young couple, and quickly left.

"Boss," Ritsu reminded, "it's still too risky. ”

"I didn't show extraordinary strength, I just saved him with the first-aid knowledge of an ordinary person," Yang Luowen said, "Don't worry, it's just a passerby wearing a white ghost cOS suit."

Ritsu complained, "It's not that I'm going to break my leg and fix all the details. ”

"I'll give you a reward."

"Male high-fidelity companion robot! Give me a skeleton that I can do by myself!"

"You don't always covet the boss's handsome face," Yang Luo scolded with a smile, "Add a chicken leg to dinner yourself, as a reward." ”

Ritsu rolled her eyes in the space of her mind.

Suddenly.

"Boss, Stinger."

Yang Luo, who was walking on the side of the street, looked up and saw that Catherine's Stinger ship was already suspended in the air.

The spikes of the Stinger ship shimmered brightly, and wisps of ripples appeared on it, and the sound of a heavenly chant sounded in people's ears, and their movements became slower, and their eyes were full of peace and tranquility.

The Stinger ship bridge is in the middle.

Bligh's figure slowly levitated, with a helmet on top of his head and golden rings tied to his hands and feet, chanting emotionally at the moment.

A visible ripple spread outward around him, magnified by the Stinger ship, and spread to the city below.

Grace stood in front of the command platform with his arms crossed, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch the corners of his eyes.

This kind of soothing nature is actually the existence of the most villainous of the superalters.

It's ironic.

Grace didn't appreciate Bligh's singing much, he hurriedly turned around and sat in front of the command platform, quickly mobilized resources from all over the place, and gave rescue orders while constantly searching the surface with the powerful ability of the Stinger ship.

White Ghost.

He's definitely here.

Such a quick response, almost instantaneously invading all the equipment in a city, this is definitely not something that can be done casually.

The nearby airspace is tightly guarded, and even the most clever stealth ships can't get close.

The source of the cyber attack just now can only be on the surface of this planet!