"Whew~"

A large puff of white water vapor erupted from the surface of the sea.

Dean emerged from the surface of the ocean, gasping for air.

His endurance is very strong, and after his flexibility is greatly increased, his diving speed is also very fast, but after all, he is not a real fish, so the price of moving forward at high speed is a lot of physical exertion.

Take a break.

Dean glanced at the GPS tracker in his hand and frowned slightly.

According to the display above.

I had only advanced about forty nautical miles, and I was still more than sixty nautical miles away.

If at the current rate.

Even if your stamina is super strong, it will take at least an hour or two.

"Now in this area, it shouldn't be likely that anyone will pay attention, and I have to ensure enough physical strength to complete the next decapitation operation!"

Dean had a thought, took out an inflatable motorboat from the subspace, which could barely lie on his stomach, inflated it with an electric wheel, and then lay on it to start the engine.

Water splashes.

The motorboat made a white spray on the surface of the sea, and at a speed of about 50 knots per hour, it carried him towards the island.

Not sure why.

Dean was vaguely uneasy, and a little uneasy.

The closer you get to the ground, the stronger the uneasiness.

"It should be on the island base, there is a similar self-detonation procedure, so it will make me feel something, and then I will say it later, it is best to self-detonate, and I will do it, otherwise it is the most reassuring to kill the people in the base in person."

Dean only thought it was a warning from the beast's perception, shook his head, dispelled the restlessness, and gulped down the energy bar to replenish the energy depletion.

With his now inhuman reflexes and perception of danger.

Dean is not afraid to face any enemy.

He was only afraid of that kind of cover-saturation bombing.

Before Dean arrived.

Several warships arrived at the small island first.

They surround the entire island.

Groups of elite soldiers, taking small speedboats, rushed to land on the beach to guard against possible attacks, and then chose a suitable position nearby, set up a simple position, and surrounded this small island, which was only about 10 square kilometers.

All kinds of heavy weapons are built one by one.

Military radars loomed over the entire island.

Hundreds of state-of-the-art drones surround the island.

Even underwater, there are several submarines cruising to prevent the people of the base, escaping from underwater.

There is a complete blockade of land, sea and air.

Unless the people at the base can turn into fish and swim away, they will not be able to escape!

On the warship, on the warship, a group of people in suits looked at the rows of surveillance footage with expressionless faces.

One of the middle-aged men dressed as a general looked at the surveillance screen and frowned: "With such a big movement, it is impossible for the people at the base not to notice it, but until now, they have not reacted, and I have a sense of foreboding." ”

The man in the suit standing at the front turned his head, glanced at the general who spoke, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, our people are a certain high-level who joined the Lucifer organization very early, and we are no stranger to the Lucifer organization here, if not"

Speaking of which.

The man in the suit didn't say much, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Originally, this operation was supposed to use those left-wing forces in the CIA to take the first step to attract the attention of the people in the base, and then they suddenly appeared, united with the internal response, and seized the fruits of the Lucifer base.

Unexpectedly, there was an unknown force that directly used hacking methods to attack this base before the experiment did not make a breakthrough.

That's the case.

They had no choice but to abandon the original plan and force a surprise attack, guaranteeing that all the research institutions and those core researchers could be left behind.

This is also the test that the adult gave himself after becoming the head of national security.

But in the hearts of men, there is a bad intuition.

He couldn't help but talk in his heart.

Only climb to this position.

Only then did he realize how ridiculous his previous perceptions were.

In the world, there are too many things hidden behind the scenes of ordinary people.

The general, seeing that he was halfway through his speech, also had a lost look, and his face couldn't help but flash a trace of anger: "I must remind you that generally choosing this kind of small island as a base is when you retreat, and it can self-destruct, once you lose too many soldiers, it is difficult for me to explain it to the Ministry of Defense!" ”

"You idiot who doesn't know anything, shut up!"

The man in the suit was enraged by the general's words.

He strode up to the general, looked down at the other party, word by word, and said viciously:

"Even if those soldiers are all dead, at most they will find an excuse and give some pensions, but if the things arranged by the adults are not completed, you and I will be finished!

You should know how that adult's family deals with losers! ”

It was the first time that the general had been spat in the face so arrogantly.

He clenched his fists, but when he thought of his handle, and the rumored long list of assassinations, he finally couldn't let go, took a step back, and kept silent.

See the general's uniform is soft.

The man in the suit straightened his tie and gave the order: "Let the action team assault the operation, kill all the armed rebels wearing masks, find the man codenamed Gabriel, and escort him and those researchers out safely!" ”

"Yes, Director Amon!"

A group of men in suits answered in unison.

This person is actually Amon who Dean hasn't been in touch with for a long time and has been busy with things!

Accompanied by one command after another.

All the Marine Corps squads that logged in, at the same time received an order to attack.

"Hurry up, all the mechanical door programs inside have been destroyed, directly force a breakthrough, and control everyone inside!"

Led by several officers.

There were about a dozen squads, more than a hundred people, fully armed, from the base gate that was exposed to the ground on the island, and rushed in.

on a warship.

Amon looked expressionless, but in fact nervously waited for the soldiers' feedback.

According to the intelligence of the codenamed Gabriel, in the base, for the sake of secrecy, there are not many armed guns, and most of the armed forces are all inhuman experimental subjects.

As for the base's self-detonation system, all the keys must be gathered.

Let's hope everything goes well.

Gabriel didn't die, Amon didn't care.

This secret hand, which was inserted by some of the FBI departments controlled by that adult, is of little value now, and even if he survives, he may be wiped out.

So his real goal was the formulations and the data.

As long as you can get these.

Amon has the opportunity to become a newly established high-level national security officer, and since then he has been above the 10,000 people in the American Federation and has become a real big man on the bright side!

Just as Amon was thinking.

inside the base.

Dr. Sean sneered as he watched the influx of soldiers on the monitor.

Even the Marines were mobilized.

This group of people has no idea the real horror of the base.

He couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, the defense system of the base was not completely built with the internal system, otherwise if even the monitoring of the defense area fell into the hands of hackers, I am afraid that it would really be finished.

All the soldiers who were waiting poured into the base through those wide-open electronic gates.

Dr. Sean took out the pager and issued the order: "Turn on the large magnetic field charge, release the control gates of cells 1 to 5!"

Those subordinates who did not know that they had been abandoned stuck to their posts, and according to Dr. Sean's orders, they quickly tapped the keyboard and opened the heavy iron doors that were independently controlled, while the walls of the base flickered with electricity

The unsuspecting marines, as if they were in a no-man's land, rushed to the interior of the base.

Here they were finally sniped.

A group of armed men in masks, armed with weapons, above this huge rotunda, fired at them.

Caught off guard.

Several soldiers fell to the ground.

The rest of the people immediately pulled the trigger and suppressed the fire, and at the same time occupied the various bunkers in the hall, forming a firepower net with more and fewer fights.

With their well-trained and tacit cooperation.

There were a few screams overhead, and there was no movement.

"So weak?"

One of the officers was a little confused.

Before this operation, they all wrote suicide notes as ordered.

However, the content of the suicide note did not disclose the target of the operation, but only said that he participated in military exercises.

But for now.

The enemy is somewhat weak.

The rest of the officers, too, felt similarly.

They glanced at each other, and after reporting the situation, they prepared to continue to rush inside.

There are a lot of messy chairs and uncleaned papers.

They're about to reach their mission.

More than 100 heavily armed soldiers, receiving orders, formed an invasion formation and covered the advance in turn.

That's when it happened.

There was a soft thump.

An assault officer who rushed to the front, the whole person was originally bent up, ready to go upstairs, but an invisible force surged, and his whole person was 'glued' to the wall, and the weapon in his hand seemed to be absorbed by a huge magnet, smashing against the wall of the passage, making a muffled sound.

Don't wait for everyone to react.

All of their weapons were out of their palms and flew towards the surrounding walls.

One of the soldiers who were advancing alternately, because of the various iron equipment on their bodies, caused people to crash into the wall and came to a tight hug.

And that's not even the worst of it.

The worst thing was that one of the soldiers was stabbed directly in the buttocks by a flying fountain pen and screamed.

“FK！”

A few officers at the rear, fortunately, did not step into the magnetic field.

But this is the first time they have encountered this situation, and when they see this scene, they don't know how to deal with it for a while.

That's when it happened.

The sound of violent shaking came from the passage they had been passing through.

An officer looked behind him with a small pistol, his expression changed dramatically; "Enemies, so many enemies!"

"Shoot!"

Several people opened fire in succession.

The bullet struck the humanoid monsters in prison uniforms, whose muscles were almost torn, but as if they had been bitten by mosquitoes, but they only took two steps back, and continued to rush towards the meat under the pressure of their companions behind them.

Moment.

The whole scene was full of screams and splattered blood.

The dropped walkie-talkie was covered in blood, and there was still a message from the warship; "Here is the G772 warship, debriefing, repeat, here it is"

Unfortunately, apart from the sound of hearty chewing, there were no soldiers at the scene who could respond to the pagers above.

Warship.

Amon and the general, listening to the screams and gunshots coming from the pager at the end, turned the color of pig liver.

More than a dozen elite squads, in less than a minute, were all wiped out!

They didn't even have time to send back the message!

That's when it happened.

a messenger, running to the general; "General, the radar detected that the forward base, just over a minute ago, broke out with a strong magnetic field, and it is suspected that there is a magnetizing force field inside."

A flash of thought flashed in Amon's eyes.

So that's it!

Ignoring the general's ugly look, he continued to give orders; "Found the power supply on the island, it's broken!"

After speaking.

He took a group of his men and prepared to land on the island himself.

If you don't get those materials, you won't get good results when you go back.

Amon is ready to fight!

"Huh, what's going on?"

Dean looked at the warship on the surface of the sea and spared his head.

If he hadn't seen the soldiers on the island, they were all surrounded, he would have turned around and left now.

"Little Mike said that in the Spider Woman's body, there are constantly signals transmitted to the satellites overhead, reporting the location of the cruise ship, she should be from another organization, so these warships should also be forces other than the Lucifer organization."

"Arrive on the island first and find out the situation from Mike."

Dean climbed up from this hidden corner, took advantage of the characteristics of the subspace, took away the seawater on the surface of the body, changed into a high-end equipment, put on the mask that had been prepared a long time ago, and was about to take out the contact equipment that Xiao Mike had given him before, and contact the other party with a different identity.

That's when it happened.

Buzz~

In the distance, several small runabouts, carrying men in suits of about twenty or thirty people, approached the island.

The distance is a bit far.

Dean pulled out a telescope from subspace and looked that way.

The next moment.

His hands shook, thinking he was hallucinating: "Amon?"

Dean didn't expect to see Amon here!

Shouldn't this guy be busy for that 'Holy Heaven' organization that likes to carry out terrorist attacks?

Why is it here?

There are drones flying around all around.

Dean thought for a moment, took out the communication device provided by Mike from the subspace, and pressed the dial button.

Los Angeles.

Mike Jr. is watching the show through the base's surveillance.

He had already made a copy of all the information hidden in the base.

As for those things that are recorded on paper, there is no way around it.

That's when it happened.

A rough slab in front of him, flickering.

This is the satellite communicator he prepared for Dean's operation, which contains a positioning system, and can find someone to rescue in times of crisis.

Little Mike made a little hand, the screen lit up, and I saw a red dot flashing at a certain coordinate position on the satellite map, and its coordinate location was the island that Little Mike is now focusing on!

"Dean?"

Little Mike's cold expression fluctuated rarely.

Then he shook his head again.

Dean's location is more than 100 nautical miles away from the base, and it is impossible for the other party to reach it, and the boarding inspection is very strict, and Dean has no chance to carry the equipment he sent.

So, this should be some kind of person or force that Dean is working with.

Pity.

The surveillance of the cruise ship, which was destroyed by him.

Otherwise, we can see what Dean is up to now.

Little Mike lightly tapped the flat screen: "Who are you?"

"You can call me Zero!"

Flat-panel megaphone, a deep and majestic voice came out.

Original?

While recording the other party's information and voice, Xiao Mike continued: "What's the matter? ”

"I'm a friend of Dean's.

Your task, I took it.

Now I need you to provide information on the base and the location of key people!

As remuneration.

I'll bring you what you want! ”

"There were hundreds of heavily armed Marines who had just entered, and now they were all food.

Inside the base, there is a magnetizing force field.

All metal weapons are unusable, and the innermost passage is occupied by a group of very powerful test subjects, which is controlled by another system that I can't influence.

Are you sure you want to go in? ”

Although little Mike thinks that the guy called Zero, if he goes in, he will die.

But it has nothing to do with him.

It would be nice to have more comprehensive information, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it.

After getting those scattered research materials, he is confident that he can reproduce or even surpass.

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me the route inside!"

"Okay, the route is."

Islet.

Dean listened to the detailed roadmap provided by Mike Jr. and put the earbuds into subspace.

"Amon, I hope you don't look for death."

He twisted his neck, flipped his palm, took out the heavy Gatling, hung the chain on his body, aimed it at the drone in the sky, and pulled the trigger.

Today's killing intent has been decided.

Whoever stops will die!

A torrent of bullets covered the sky in an instant.

One after another, drones seem to be aimed at by superb shooters, and they fall in pieces.

"What's the situation!"

On the speedboat, Amon and a group of people, looking at the downed drones, their eyes widened.

The nearby Marines reacted quickly, and the two squads immediately rushed in the direction where the gunshots came from, but when they arrived, there were no people on the ground, not even a ghost could be seen.

If it weren't for the strong smell of gunpowder in the air and the bullet casings on the ground, they would have almost thought that everything they had just done was an illusion!

Just when they don't know how to report it.

There were all sorts of screams coming from the pager on the shoulder:

"FK, someone wants to get into the base."

"Gatling, my God, that guy has a Gatling!"

"Request for support, request for boom"

Accompanied by a series of explosions.

The screams appear faster and disappear faster.

When all the squads approached the positions at the gate of the base, they only saw the corpses of their comrades, scattered and scattered, everywhere

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

You must know that less than two minutes passed from the time they discovered the situation to the time they rushed over to support, and as a result, the two positions, twelve fully armed elite soldiers, were all killed!

My God!

What kind of enemies are they facing?

Kill all the soldiers who are watching the gates.

Dean casually threw away the empty Gatling, pulled out his dual-wielding machine guns, and quickly ran towards the passage.

Wait until you get closer to the hall.

The strong smell of blood came down the air.

Dean slowed.

Round the corner.

A purgatory-like scene appeared in his field of vision.

A humanoid beast in a standard prison uniform, lying on the ground, feasting, all kinds of internal organs, thrown to the ground, the long intestine dragged and pasted on the bloody passage, outlined into a flesh and blood oil painting from hell...

Under the mask.

Dean pursed his lips, silently raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

Da Da Da ~ Orange flames erupted.

A humanoid beast, headshot with precision.

The rest of the beasts that were eating woke up passively, stopped eating in unison, looked up at the passage, and their blood-red eyes and hideous faces full of blood stains were enough to scare the tough-minded warriors on the spot.

Dean just grimaced and continued to shoot like a burst of shots.

Strong learning ability and physical control in front of you.

His mastery of all kinds of popular firearms has long been proficient, and he has almost reached the level of proficiency, which can be called unprecedented.

With a gun in hand, he is a god!

Kill every sight!

Not to mention the dual-wielding charge!

More than 100 humanoid beasts, which did not carry it for more than ten seconds, all hit the street.

Dean finished changing the magazine, stepped on a slimy piece of blood and flesh, and slowly stepped into the more disgusting hall.

Click~

After he entered.

More than a dozen masked armed men, carrying submachine guns, aimed at Dean who had just walked in from the top of their heads, and were about to pull the trigger.

How do you know.

Dean looked like he had eyes on the top of his head, and his guns were raised.

As soon as those people poked their heads out, they became a pile of rotten watermelons.

Before monitoring.

Dr. Sean, who was carrying the box, and a group of senior researchers behind him, were all stunned by the guy wearing the clown mask in the picture.

How could someone have marksmanship to this extent?

Dr. Sean swallowed and said unconfidently, "This guy is a robot disguised as a human, right?"

There was no one to answer his question.

Until he saw the man and walked towards the passage above.

Dr. Sean said viciously, "Turn on the magnetic field again and release all the remaining test samples!" ”

"Doctor, the base is running out of energy reserves!"

"Don't talk nonsense, release it all!"

After speaking.

Dr. Sean and the researchers behind him stared at the surveillance footage.

Affected by magnetic fields.

Various distorted snowflakes appear on the screen.

Wait until the picture is back to normal.

In the surveillance, the masked man's hand that had already walked up the corridor was empty.

He's disarmed!

Looking at the humanoid beast that had just come out of the cage in the picture, Dr. Sean waved his fist, spewed rough air, and said viciously: "Shred this bastard, no gun, see if you die!" ”

Catalytic agents cause the body's self-limiting protection to disappear.

Any surviving test subject can grow to the point where human genes can withstand the limit!

No one can survive in front of such a group of beasts with their bare hands!

This guy is dead!

Dr. Sean flapped his fist in a faux puff.

The person wearing the clown mask in the picture brought him psychological pressure far more than the previous hundred heavily armed marines.

on the stairs.

Dean tilted his head, looked at the humanoid beasts rushing in front of him, thought for a moment, and didn't continue to pull his gun from the subspace.

The position was a bit awkward, there were no weapons left by those soldiers on the ground, and there was surveillance everywhere.

Subspace, can no longer be used.

He clenched his fists, took a few steps, and walked up to the second-floor corridor, making a sprint gesture, waiting for the beasts to enter his eruption area.

"This guy, are you going to jump on the heads of those beasts and do a 100-meter sprint?"

A group of researchers in charge of controlling the magnetic field equipment smiled and discussed as they watched the masked man pose in the surveillance.

No one showed discomfort with the gore in the picture.

These researchers seem to be weak, but they have seen more flesh and blood than many ordinary people have eaten in their lifetimes.

It's just a small scene.

Just when these people used the joke to relieve the tension of being surrounded.

In the picture, the man wearing the clown mask moves!

Dean stepped on his feet, and the whole person was like a big curved bow, his fists were like arrows, and the moment he made contact with those humanoid beasts, countless afterimages turned into countless afterimages, and they collided and smashed them.

Bang bang bang~

The sound of air booming came from the void.

One by one, the fist shadows, with the burst of bows and arrows, turned into two sledgehammers, and hammered fiercely on the heads of the three humanoid beasts in front.

Punch out.

Dean didn't look back, but walked with a tiger, brushing the bodies of the humanoid beasts that had been hit, and continued to squeeze forward.

Behind.

The three corpses, driven by inertia, lost power, fell on their stomachs and slammed into the passage, slashing forward, and within the ear porch, a steaming red and white liquid flowed out, exposed to the air.

Hammer more than a dozen humanoid beasts in one breath in a row.

The old force is gone, and the new force is not born.

An endless stream of humanoid beasts, their faces full of thirst for flesh and blood, opened their mouths wide and continued to pounce one after another.

Excitement flashed in Dean's eyes.

Since the success of Muay Thai, the body has surpassed the limits of the human body.

With a body of force, it is difficult to use it.

Today is a pleasure!

He took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar: "Kill! ”

By rushing to kill inertia.

Dean punched his elbows and knees, all of which turned into murderous weapons, and with one punch blew out the eyeballs of the rushing beasts, and then jumped into the air, slamming his knees into the heads of the other two beasts, denting the other man's skulls.

The more he played, the more excited he became!

A steady stream of power, squeezed out of flesh and blood, turned into energy for Dean's killing.

The beasts pounced on him, and it was hard to leave a trace.

Dean's casual blows carried a superb shock, and he could directly ignore the powerful vitality of those beasts and shatter the opponent's brains.

It's crazy to kill.

Dean grabbed the legs of a humanoid beast and used it as a weapon, smashing it indiscriminately.

By the time there was only a pair of broken thighs left in his hands, his eyes had become empty again.

"Happy!"

"Happy!!"

Dean gasped and laughed.

He casually threw away the stump and leg in his hand, and turned his head to look at the humanoid beasts that were not yet dead, his eyes were red, and he was already red.

How do you know, those humanoid beasts who don't know pain and have an underground IQ, seeing this killing god, continue to see, actually drag their broken and sunken bodies, like frightened mice, let out a whimpering pitiful tone, and crawl towards the side of the hall.

For fear that if you run slowly, you will be torn apart by the other party.

"A bunch of garbage!"

Dean gestured to the monitor, made a throat-slitting gesture, stepped on the ground, returned to the hall, and after strapping his weapons and bombs on his body, he continued into the passage with a sinister smile.

Before monitoring.

Sean and a group of senior researchers were dumbfounded.

The gun-wielding guards behind them were stupid.

Those researchers who manipulate the defense system are stupid.

Even Little Mike, who was far away in Los Angeles, opened his mouth involuntarily on his cold face.

Don't ask why you open your mouth and look sluggish.

Asking is the body's instinctive response.

"He's coming, he's coming towards our lab!"

There was a female researcher who faced a pile of internal organs and her face did not change, and she cried and was at a loss.

There is a male researcher who likes vivisection for the sake of fresh samples, and his trousers are wet and smell of urine.

Dr. Sean was summoned for help.

But there was no reply except for the busy tone.

In the face of such a killing god.

They seem to have seen what is next for them.

Da Da Da ~ Death, however, does not delay the time of its arrival with their fear.

Dean kicked open the door of the runaway and looked at the lab, a group of elites who looked like dogs, his fingers sketching a √ representing a smile on the clown mask, waving goodbye.

"Don't kill me, I have money, I can give you all the money!"

"I'm a Stanford high-talent student, proficient in all kinds of biological research, don't kill me, I'm useful!"

"I can accompany you, I have good skills!"

Faced with a barrage of elite pleas for mercy, the only response was the echo of gunfire and the impact of bullet casings in the laboratory.

"Noise!"

Looking at the few still twitching bodies on the ground, Dean pulled out a high-explosive grenade, threw it in, and closed the door very politely.

Bang~

The thick door turned into a C-shape and hit the passage.

The blast of the explosion drove Dean to the next lab with a brisker pace.

Da Da Da ~ The sound of gunfire echoed through the passages.

All the way to the end of this passage.

Dean still didn't feel like it was enough, so he blew up the surrounding surveillance, pretended to take out the communicator from his pocket, and called Mike again: "Help me take a look, there are still little mice that haven't escaped here." ”

As a credibility person.

If you say kill all these bastards, you have to kill all these bastards.

These brutes don't deserve to live!

8,000 words.

It is equivalent to updating 14,000 today.

I can't bear it, so I wake up and end this plot.

(End of chapter)