The quiet town was shattered by the roar of chariots.

After the group briefly explained their intentions, the room where the Dead Leaf Butterfly had lived was vacated, along with the corpse that had decomposed. The technician questioned almost everyone involved with the Dead Leaf Butterfly, including the colony chief. Of course, the whole process was not pleasant, because the person in charge of the questioning was himself a professional in torture and sentencing, and he was an expert in this field, and he could use small and impressive means to shake things out that had been forgotten or unwilling to mention. Some of the things suspected to have been used by the dead leaf butterflies were extracted and preserved.

Ye Suqin leaned on the off-road vehicle with a gun, chewing compressed biscuits in small sips, and taking a sip of water from time to time. The two veterans sat in the car and did not move, staring solemnly at the busy business of the guys.

While they help lead the way, they also have the task of observing each other's every move closely from the company, similar to the dispatch of a field observer or a military adviser.

In such a seemingly small combat unit, there are all kinds of organs, even unpopular torture experts are equipped, and what is even more mind-scratching is that this torture expert is not only an interrogation unit, but also can carry a 30-pound double-barreled cannon to output wildly.

The rest, in addition to drivers, are also biochemists, pilots, communications and electronic warfare specialists, hunters, etc., and even outrageously even nutritionists are equipped. Needless to say, these men could carry knives into battle when necessary, and all of them were fierce criminals.

The veterans swallowed their saliva and decided not to pay attention to the sensational screams coming from the thin tin house.

The convoy left as quickly as it arrived, and after half an hour, after getting the information they wanted, the group continued to leave in the car, and the next stop was the abandoned city of Idar, which was used as a place for assessment.

As night fell, the convoy set up a makeshift camp on the edge of the city, and a team of fifty people divided into a dozen people to search carefully in the streets and alleys of the city. Ye Suqin was called over, even if he was very reluctant in his heart, but under the gaze of the torture expert, Ye Suqin still honestly narrated everything at the beginning.

He could see that the core of the team was five young people, who sat in the Maybah to coordinate the deployment, and those dirty and tiring work, naturally there would be servants who would do it for them. But this time it was a little different, the boy named Dante, who always loved to laugh, left in a hurry with a few people in person.

Just by virtue of the language description, in the tortuous and complex urban street environment, Dante walked and restored the trajectory of Ye Suqin at the beginning. You must know that it has been a week, and most of the traces have long since disappeared.

He came to the balcony where Ye Suqin shot and wounded the other party, and the traces on it had long been erased and covered with a thick layer of ash. He crouched down, his fingers rubbing against the concrete floor, his two eyes bent into crescents squinting, as if feeling something, no, as if enjoying something.

Ye Suqin stood at the end of the line, but he had already taken all the details into account. The eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, although the little guy named Dante was smiling all the time, and he was also very gentle and kind, modest and polite. But the stinging sensation on the skin like pins and needles is vivid, which is a sign of extreme danger.

These young people are full of personalities and have very different personalities, but there is one thing that is surprisingly consistent, that is, strength. Harris is simply strong, undoubtedly the leader-like leader of the team, and the mainstay of the entire team. From his arrogant style and rebelliousness from beginning to end, it can be seen that he is very perverse and violent. Dante, on the other hand, has a humble and gentle personality, is polite, gives people the impression of a wise man, and is really unpredictable in terms of strength. There are too many things buried under that pure smiling face, like an iceberg floating in the Arctic Ocean, and there is always only a little bit of water on it.

He closed his eyes and sat down on the railing, the rotten iron railing creaking and groaning under its weight. Under his feet is dozens of meters in the air, and tonight's style is extremely domineering, as if he can blow away this body weighing less than fifty kilograms at any time.

The phantom is like a timid and fearful goblin hiding in the shadows, peeking at the outside world. Gradually, phantoms began to emerge from the corners, not afraid of the surging crowd around them, they were composed of countless tiny dust, with twisted or strange faces, some "people" pulled the trigger, some "people" moved left and right, flying eaves and walls, and "people" falling from the ceiling, crawling on the ground licking something.

Gradually, several phantoms disappeared, leaving only one, constantly walking, hunting, and clashing in the city.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and Dante moved, and all illusions fell silent, and the world returned to reality.

He slowly opened his eyes, there was no focus in his gaze, and the appearances that had happened before were only glimpses in his mind, and the people outside only saw him sitting on the railing, motionless for a full quarter of an hour. Except for one person.

Ye Suqin felt the change of the magnetic field fluctuations in the room, as if there was an invisible line outlining something, he couldn't see the specifics, but he could feel the uneasiness of being violated in his heart.

Dante stood up, his smile retracted, and with a solemn look, he pointed casually towards the end of the alley, towards the horizon, "Go west, she's over there." ”

The servants silently performed their duties, without questioning or questioning, and they began to form a group and began to walk towards the camp. One of the guys holding the tactical panel sent a message to the other detachments that were still hovering for clues, and then put the panel away and walked outside without raising his head.

Ye Suqin silently followed behind, and at the moment he stepped out of the door, he glanced at Dante, who was still standing on the balcony staring into the distance, this glance was secret, but the owner who was watching happened to turn his head. The two looked at each other and smiled, Ye Suqin's smile was a little embarrassed, like a little boy who was caught stealing candy, while Dante's smile was a little meaningful.

- [Nemesis]

Ye Suqin had to face up to this terrible problem, if he was in the wild, he might be sure that he would be able to escape at the hands of the powerful Harris, but in front of Dante, all the wilderness experience was reduced to waste paper.

It can now be asserted with certainty that Dante's ability realm is majoring in perception, and the level is very high, and it is an upper-level realm that people like Ye Suqin will never be able to touch. With just a few fragmented, even inconspicuous debris, it is possible to perfectly deduce the side-writing, as if it were an immersive montage-like scene. Like an experienced surgeon, he quickly and accurately analyzed all the circumstances of the other party at the beginning.

In this way, the guy who has this kind of perception domain beyond the limit of understanding is destined to be targeted, sneak attacked, or even murdered.

For a sniper, an enemy that can never be targeted, is terrible.

Upon returning to the camp, they were told that they had about three hours to rest, and after three hours, they would continue their journey. The two veterans whispered a few complaints, but no one took them seriously.

The location of the camp was a bit sloppy, and the incarnates who were lurking in the shadows were not taken seriously at all, and the three main combat vehicles were laid out at the intersection. It was a leeward street, and behind it was a slightly well-preserved building, but everyone had no intention of getting out of the car and going to rest in the building, and they didn't set up tents, so they ate and drank in the car.

The standard ration was packed in a yellowish-gray bag, and the lid was torn open, and inside was a palm-sized can, 220ml of drinking water, a five-pack cigarette box, and a small packet of coffee and chewing gum.

There is a safety buckle on the top of the can, and after unfastening, the food inside can be heated within 30 seconds, and the lid can be torn off to eat. The food inside is not the usual grains or seasonal meats, but a thick, sticky mass of nutrients that looks somewhere between minced meat and flour. Ye Suqin scooped a piece with a spoon and put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, the taste was not delicious, but at least it was not bad. The most important thing about being able to eat hot food in such a wilderness is that it does not need to be cooked over an open fire, which greatly reduces unnecessary trouble, especially in the suburbs late at night.

Ye Suqin was no longer and less surprised by the other party's excellence in technical level, even if he was made of bells and whistles for a single soldier ration. The inner tank of the can can can be pulled out, sprinkled with coffee powder and filled with water, and the reactive material under the bottom cover will automatically heat up, and a steaming cup of coffee will be fine, and then a cigarette will be lit and smoked, and the taste will be so wonderful that he almost doesn't think about it.

Ye Suqin held the hot coffee in his hand, listened to the chatter of the two veterans in his ears, leaned back in the chair, and fell into a light sleep.

Three hours later, Ye Suqin opened his eyes silently, he regained his spirits, and regained his upright sitting posture, and the two veterans were snoring loudly with their feet on the dashboard. He patted the two of them, and the two of them turned back in confusion with puzzled expressions.

Rumble~~

The engines of the chariots roared, and the three chariots at the head started without any greeting, and drove away, slashing towards the endless darkness.

Then the remaining five cars also started without warning, and one of them came to greet them with a well-meaning plan, and when he saw that several people were in a conscious state, he nodded and motioned for them to follow the team.

"-" The veteran scolded in a low voice, they were just ordinary soldiers, and they had gradually felt tired and sleepy in the face of this almost high-intensity battle.

At night, the road is pitch black and you can't see the road a few feet away, and from time to time there are huge rocks blocking the road, oblique steel bars and collapsed telephone poles.

Brush Brush Brush! The four headlights in front of the main battle chariot were turned on at the same time, and twelve pillars of light pierced through the darkness and illuminated the road ahead. The nearly fifty-ton body can easily crush any obstruction. With the roar of wild and frantic engines, the chariot rolled up into patches of ash at a near-suicidal rate.

The car behind, like a sturgeon cruising up, has a flexible position, efficient vehicle conditions, superb driving skills, and a spear head with a handle reflecting the shining cold light, piercing the curtain composed of smoke and dust, and following the three chariots from afar, looking at the posture, it is also very easy.

The only thing that seemed particularly troublesome was the off-road vehicle that followed behind, and the blackened road conditions made the veteran have to pay 120,000 points of attention, Rao is so, it is still dangerous, and a falling steel bar almost cut off the head of the veteran in the co-pilot.

The veteran who drove the vehicle had fine sweat on his forehead, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were wide and staring straight ahead.

"I'll come," Ye Suqin patted the veteran's shoulder and motioned for himself to come and go.

"You? ...... Will it work? The veteran was a little confused, but finally gave up his position.

After Ye Suqin sat down, he flew with one hand, quickly hit the gear, and at the same time stepped on the accelerator to the end, a violent push back sensation hit, the two veterans held the handlebar in horror, and their eyes were round, he regretted a little deeply, and handed over the car to an unfamiliar person in such a bad situation.

The engine roared high-pitched, the gears of the dual-clutch scribbled tightly, and the oil and gas burned wildly in the internal combustion engine, sending the surging kinetic energy to the four wheels at the fastest speed.

The moonlight greeted the face, brushing the earth, the lake, and the face. Ye Suqin's pupils became weird under the moonlight, the original black pupils were shrouded in a row of thin covers like eye masks, and the black nerves were slowly wriggling, constantly changing on the whites of the icy eyes, looking like countless fine nematodes stretching their bodies and swinging wantonly.

"What's wrong?" Harris, who was sitting in Maybach, turned his head in confusion, only to see Dante, who was sitting on a chaise longue drinking red wine, suddenly looked behind him, because the swing was too large, causing a few drops of red wine to spill out.

For the first time, Harris saw Dante in such a gaffe, so he asked.

"It's okay," Dante smiled and waved his hand, signaling that the other party didn't mind.

Harris turned his head to look in the rearview mirror, and in the vast night, a white light was approaching at an incredible speed.

"That's good, kid, it's interesting." Harris muttered a word and stopped talking, continuing to close his eyes and recuperate.