Darwin Recovery Plan.

As soon as the name sounded, you knew what was going on, and it looked like the team had finally arrived after being six hours late.

The person who was about to leave didn't know which force he belonged to, he had already pushed open the door of the venue, but after hearing this announcement, he still closed the door, and then led his subordinate team back to their original seats.

Now that those guys are here, of course he can't just leave, but he's still displeased, he's still angry.

In fact, the other representatives in the field almost all have this attitude, although some bold people seem to think of some kind of crazy possibility, and their expressions have become extremely complicated, but more people are looking at the entrance of the training ground below with cold eyes, as if in their hearts, the team of the Darwinian recovery plan no longer has any good feelings.

If you are six hours late, it will take about two hours to adjust the experimental equipment in the early stage, the demon's awakening, and the need for the experimental demons to adjust their status.

These people in the stands rightly believe that their time is a million times more valuable than the workers who carry goods on the docks.

So they also feel . You have reason to be angry.

And at this very moment.

There was a sound of steel gates slowly rising, and the entrance to the training ground opened.

Next second.

These people with angry feelings, these people who wanted to hear the reason why the escort convoy was so late for so long, their bodies trembled violently!

The expressions on their faces froze, staring at the same incredible picture below.

Where is the fleet?

There are no escorts.

All they saw was a large, scarred demon staggering in, covered in dried blood, exhausted as if he was about to fall with every step, like a stubborn warrior who had survived the worst of the battlefields!

"Bang-bang-"

Heavy footsteps stepped into the room, making a sound that was not too loud, but every step was firmly stepped on everyone's hearts.

What's going on?

What about the rest of the convoy of escorts?

What about the soldiers who came all the way from London?

It was only at this time that someone finally thought of the possibility that they should have thought of a long time ago, but they subconsciously didn't want to believe it, and then the horror in their eyes rose again, and some people even stood up with a rub, muttering some words like impossible.

In short, at this moment, the entire training ground fell into an extremely strange silence, and finally, it seemed that someone noticed that there was an equally bloodied person on the demon's shoulder, only to see that the man took the last puff of cigarette in his hand, and then struggled to get up.

"In the Lower Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes, invited to the Darwin Recovery Project team, came to report so, when do we start? ”

The man asked.

Just such a simple question made the people in the audience stunned for a moment.

These people are the highest level of the empire, they have information rights that ordinary people cannot have, they know many things that the people of the empire cannot know in their lifetime, and there are many people who can never imagine wealth, but few of them have seen real wars, and they have countless blood under their feet, but they have not seen blood, at least they have never seen such thick and free blood, at this time, a real bloody person stood in front of them, Almost made these people feel the greatest shock from the visual aspect, and that person even asked with great ease, when will it start?

What to start?

Is this the way this person is going to be to show the experiment?

That's right, that's what Sherlock thought, because in his eyes, the demonstration of this experiment is nothing at all, and when it comes, it should be done quickly.

But other people in the audience didn't think so, and the scientific researchers on the military base were all stunned when they were asked like this, and one person approached the microphone and subconsciously asked: "No. Trim it up? ”

Sherlock smiled and shook his head.

Well, whether it's this scene, this question, this answer, it seems so absurd, but it is extremely heroic.

The door to the venue was pushed open, and some people rushed in, and then leaned into some people's ears and whispered something.

One of the messengers came to the old commander of the regiment and whispered: "500 kilometers west of the base, the missing escort team has been found. ”

The old leader's hand clenched violently.

"It has been confirmed that it is an escort team from London, all the vehicles equipped are destroyed, no one is dead, but there are a lot of seriously wounded" Speaking of this, the messenger hesitated, as if trying to make his tone appear less alarmed: "And . . . Not far from the convoy, the Baskerville commander and his demons were found, both of whom were seriously injured and should have contacted the transport unit and the office of General Patton on the front line, and the base side also sent a rescue team to rush over."

The old head of the regiment could no longer hear the latter words.

He didn't even think about it now, Baskerville was able to appear outside London, because he received the military order of that faction, and he didn't even think about the open and secret struggle between conservatives and hawks on the front line.

He just looked at the bloodied young man below in a daze, and couldn't believe what this scene meant.

Could it be that this guy had a fight with the Baskervilles a few hours ago?

Still won?

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply again, and looked at the mysterious woman in front of him who called herself Erin, and happened to see that she was gently supporting her perfectly curved jaw with the back of her hand, and her eyes were also looking at the person below, but there was no shock or disbelief in her eyes, only a smile.

The smile was so beautiful, so infatuated, it seemed that she could just keep looking at it motionlessly, and then she thought of the words she had told herself before, mentioning the recovery of the materials damaged in the war on the front line, and dragging herself for two hours.

The old regimental commander Lermontov had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and in the end, he could only smile helplessly, and once again had the idea of retiring.

And in the process, the staff of the military base has also had a brief communication with the person below.

This feeling is really strange, because according to the normal process, it should be the technicians who follow the line on their side to communicate, and then during this period, let the test subject demon codenamed [Crimson] be removed from the sedative, and after some waiting and eve procedures, the experimental demonstration session should be officially opened.

But right now, there was only one person from the other party's entire team, and that could only be told to the other party, after this person affirmed that there was no need for any trimming and pre-show attempts.

The demonstration of the results of this experiment began very strangely.

"The following is a demonstration of the large movements of the limbs, please ask the experimenter to drive the demon test subject to make a movement to step out of the left leg."

In the power amplifier overhead, there are some predetermined experimental actions. However, everyone could hear that the tone of the staff who read this instruction was extremely absurd.

I guess he doesn't even know what he's doing.

The demon below came step by step, but he actually asked him to demonstrate his legs?

But that's what the show is about, the legs, the bending arms, the balance ability to land after jumping, and so on and so forth.

And that controller really let this demon do it at a glance.

More and more people have become aware of the discovery of the escort team outside London, and some have even been photographed at the scene.

The scope of environmental destruction was astonishing, those that were obviously swept into the sky, there were falling dust and snowflakes, it was obviously a still picture, but you could feel the tragic and murderous atmosphere at that time, and even more terrifying was the miserable appearance of the unbelievably huge demon falling to the ground.

Raising his head, he looked at the demon below again, and at this time, he was doing some delicate display of movements, such as standing on one leg and jumping.

Now, everyone knows what this demon had been through hours ago, the huge bite on the shoulder, the broken exoskeleton, the wounds, the blood.

It seems to indicate that the presentation of this achievement no longer has any meaning.

At first, the person who wanted to leave looked away from the demon below, and by chance, he saw the presenter standing on the sidelines, and for some reason he thought of the pictures in the photo, and his heart surged, for a moment, he wanted to recruit this person to his command, no matter how much it cost, but then he thought, how could such a person become his subordinate, so he shook his head self-deprecatingly, and then he didn't need to look at the next demonstration, and said to the people behind him:

"Give the fund association a call and tell over there that the wild demon can control the experiment, and we will vote."

(End of chapter)