I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 479
"Sorry, kid, we're late." The saint walked down a street full of building debris that looked like a war had just been fought.

"Sir, a total of four descendant corpses have been found." A girl in a tight-fitting leather jacket gave a non-standard salute. She is an agent of the FBAS Bureau. space.

The Descendant FBAS Bureau called the player's name to the outside world, and taught the group of lunatics to use it too much, and people have already accepted this concept.

"If you are a little later, you will not only be able to collect the body for me." Xiaoaona Aishan leaned against a low wall, his abdomen was crushed and ruptured by a car, and it seemed that there was not much left.

This kind of injury is fatal. If it wasn't for the emergency mode of the prosthetic heart installed by Xiao Aona, which can work overclocking, he would have died a long time ago.

Of course, Xiao Aona is also dead now, and the countdown to his own life is displayed on his artificial eye of Crossroads, and his injury can't be fixed by transfusing some blood and suturing the wound.

"Sorry, there have been too many attacks recently." The saint didn't want to explain too much, and he couldn't explain clearly. Those players were spreading like locusts, and they were almost everywhere.

They erupted like a ignited flame. Yesterday the world was safe and sound, but today it was bombed into a mess.

The attack in Norrköping City was like a signal, reminding all players that they don't have to obey the restrictions of the pioneers.

This was the fourth mission the Saints had given out within three days. As for Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao, they were so busy that they didn't even have time to settle down.

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me." Xiaoaona Aishan felt his throat was tight, but he didn't dare to cough. He watched his kidneys being crushed out of the body by the tires, and then turned into a lump of rotten meat.

God knows why he can still talk until now, his body is like a ball of code built on a BUG, ​​it can run now, but you better not touch it.

Anakin, who had killed three enemies with his hands, sat on the ground, holding Xiaoona's hand without saying a word.

Saints can understand him, this teenager just lost half of his companions today, and there is also an elder who looks very dignified.

He carried a Walter Group's medical needle with him, but it was obviously not good for this kind of injury.

What this old law enforcement officer needs is a complete, greedy blood potion with the ability of [cancer recovery].

"Listen, Anakin, you can't stay here anymore, Luliat is a small place, it's not suitable for you." Xiaoona Aishan suddenly felt a tingling pain, this long-lost pain reaction is not It's a good sign, there was a 35-second countdown on the prosthetic eye, but it dropped to 27 seconds in an instant.

"The residents all know that they are looking for you. There are many people who lost their children and husbands today, and they will resent you." Xiao Aona sped up his speech and said, "Go with them, and help me beat them up more. A few bastards like today."

Anakin nodded silently. He couldn't accept the huge changes he was about to face for a while, but the saints understood what the old law enforcement officer said.

This child who grew up in a slum area knows the impact of prestige on a person in such a small gathering place, and this child cannot stay here.

Just looking at the destroyed buildings outside and the corpses everywhere, the saints can guess what kind of living environment the other party will usher in in the future.

"I will take him away. The world needs soldiers now." The saint promised the old law enforcement officer: "I promise, within the scope of my ability, I will take good care of him."

"Anakin can take care of himself, he just needs a suitable platform." Xiao AoNa glanced at the young man with relief, his performance today was perfect, but it was a pity that he could not see the day when he became famous.

"That's it, leave me alone." Xiao Aoona raised his hand and pushed the boy, and the saint grabbed Anakin's shoulders and forcibly took him away to the direction of the rotorcraft.

In terms of strength alone, Anakin may be a little stronger than the saints, but he didn't resist, and he didn't even look back at the old law enforcement officer for the last time. He hoped that the last picture of him in his memory was the handsome look just now. Rather than a corpse with stiff facial features.

The saint drew a cross on his chest: "The brave have a place for the brave, and it must be better than the coward's, and it is more favored by God."

"It's not written like that in the Bible." Anakin, a young man in the small town, had also been to church, and he was not fooled by the words made up by the saints.

"Whoever wrote the Bible 2000 years ago knew nothing, it must keep pace with the times." The saint pointed to his face full of scriptures: "Look at me, this is the authoritative interpretation."

Anakin glanced at the saint's face, then at the heavy metal-style cross decoration all over his body, and nodded half-understanding.

He also felt that what the saint said was more reasonable.

"The head is so handsome!" The female agent whispered to another agent behind the saint just now: "Have you seen the video of him fighting death fights? That's when I fell in love with him!"

"How did you pass the assessment by example?" The male agent frowned and looked at the other party, feeling that the other party was too unprofessional.

He himself was transferred from the Federal Intelligence Agency. Although he is not a superhuman, he has 15 years of experience in the operation team.

"I'm a superhuman at the LV2 stage!" The female agent flaunted a bit and turned around. In a blink of an eye, she turned into a squirrel, jumped onto the saint's shoulder three times and twice, and turned her head towards the male agent. The middle finger shook vigorously.

When the entire FBAS bureau started to take action and put its forces into various parts of the Federation to try to extinguish the flames brought by the players, Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao, who were the gods of the sea, came to Paris again together.

It is still a smuggled entry. It is worth mentioning that this city has included Tang Ji in the list of eternal unpopularity. The whole city has not yet recovered from the blow of the Battle of Paris.

The tall tower that once symbolized the pride of Gaul is still in a state of wreckage, and several surrounding districts are still being rebuilt.

Romantic old Parisians want to build a memorial park around the wreckage where the Eiffel Tower collapsed, in memory of those who died in the Battle of Paris.

It's just that because of strikes and transhuman riots, the entire plan is still on paper, and they haven't even finished cleaning up the ruins.

This caused the city to appear to be divided into two parts. The seventh, eighth, No.15, and No.16 districts around the tower were all affected by space-based weapons at the last moment of the Battle of Paris.

A large number of buildings collapsed, and less than one-third of the people who lost their homes have received subsidies from the government, and less than one-fifth have been properly resettled, and the rest can only find their own way to survive this winter.

In contrast, the Taha Gang appears to be more efficient. They not only completely repaired the underground network channels that collapsed during the war, but also continued to expand the refuge area downwards and outwards on the original basis.

It is said that with the help of superhumans, the Taha gang has crossed the separation wall with a secret line of communication, and opened an unknown number of openings in District No.14 and District [-].

This time, Tanguy was in Paris because Mikkelsen's agents had collected some information about the player's activities.

It's not the kind of casual players who fight around, but organized and large-scale player groups, yes, this is the new name they just got from the players.

According to the news that Mikkelsen placed in the church of the descendant, the player group hidden in Paris is conservatively estimated to have 400 people.

They even hired a group of Slavs to clear the way with the monster lizard armored vehicles.

The Ark organization has notified the Gaul government of the relevant information, but the new leader of Gaul has obviously learned the lesson of his predecessor, and his first reaction is to immediately go to the nuclear shelter.

There was a time lag between Mikkelsen and those players. When Tangy arrived in Paris, the monster lizard tanks that the Hailis group cheated from the pioneer warehouse had just completed the system reset.

The only player in the wargroup who has mastered the Dimension Gate is holding a map and discussing with Hailis himself, his loyal blue-clothed bishop, and a native of Paris, Fritz Heins, where do these big guys come from? Appearance can cause the greatest confusion.

"Hey, Andre, did you hear what they said?" A Slavic driver leaned on the chassis of the monster lizard, and threw a cigarette at the driver of the next team: "They seem to have the ability to send us to different places." place to go.”

"The portal? I guessed they were the Losas gang." Andre unceremoniously lit a cigarette, looked around cautiously, and several players were staring at them not far away: "This It must be a life-threatening job, but fortunately they already paid half of the money."

"I don't want to die here, Andrei, you have to find a way." The driver who spoke was Yevnigan, with two exaggerated mustaches: "I still want to watch my son grow up, If you are willing to take this job, there must be countermeasures."

"Be quiet, do you want everyone to know?" Andre cracked his lips and smiled: "These idiots don't know the beauty of the magic lizard at all. After a while, you will be linked to the nervous system, and you will know my plan Don't worry!"

Yevnigan nodded. He and Andre are old comrades in arms. They have been in the army together for five years, and occasionally come out to take jobs that require nervous drivers because of extra money.

The employer of this job was willing to pay three times the normal price, but they were required to have no scruples and dare to open fire in the city.

These Slavs don't care whether the place where the fire is fired is the former capital of Gaul, and what the impact will be. Now there is a cold disaster in the north, and a large area of ​​​​land is not harvested. The protein that is artificially synthesized is not enough for normal people to consume.

These men need cash to buy food, money is god!
Fritz Heins didn't have any strategic vision. He didn't know where to start to destroy a city, so he just chose the areas with the most traffic on the map, most of which were pedestrian streets and shopping malls.

Hailis frowned, and asked this stupid aborigine to appease the believers who were busy in the parking lot. After all, the real image of the player was very different from the descendant in their fantasy.

He is very clear that these believers who completely rely on fantasy to shape the gods in their hearts have only a short shelf life, which is the case in every world.

They are born weak, unable to overcome difficulties by themselves, they can only rely on fantasy to create an omnipotent image, and then expect it to really exist, and are willing to help themselves solve all difficulties.

Before the players really come, they are indeed the best objects of worship. They did not exist before, and they are real. They can make the weak with empty hearts feel like taking addictive compounds, and quickly develop a sense of obsession.

But soon, these people will find that the real descendant not only does not want to help them see their dreams and solve their difficulties, but also is greedy and irritable.

Of course Hailis knew what kind of group of players he was leading, so he needed to drain this group of blind fools as quickly as possible.

Based on the information on the Internet, the player who has mastered the Dimension Gate ability and Hailis finally placed four points, intending to send these monster lizard armored vehicles over, and then intervene when the city becomes chaotic.

Fritz yelled at these drivers to get into the armored vehicle of the Demon Lizard and get ready to go into battle. He was not an idiot, he could feel the rejection of him from the descendants.

But he comforted himself that this is a truly noble species, a natural reaction to lower species, and they will know their worth after a long time.

"Andrei!" Yegenev called out to his companion one last time before lying down in the cockpit. Seeing that the other party nodded affirmatively to him, he sat in with peace of mind.

Different from the three-person car team that the Slavs are used to, the Demon Lizard only needs two people to drive it perfectly, and it puts less pressure on the nerves. In the field of man-machine effect, the Federation is much more advanced than them.

The mind of the co-pilot was connected with Yegenev, and what he thought and worried about was perceived by the other party.

Yegenev trusted his deputy, and the thoughts sent back by the other party also verified his trust.

Soon, all the monster lizard vehicles began to be connected to the grid to form a joint command network. This is the opportunity that Andre has been talking about.

He shared what he thought in his mind with all the drivers directly through the network. Those who have not entered the neural network will never know how efficient their communication is at this moment.

Ten monster lizard armored vehicles, corresponding to ten crews and twenty drivers, completed the communication in an instant. Only two crews were unwilling to breach the contract, and one of them showed obvious hostility.

Under this kind of communication, there is no concealment or lies, all the information is instant, and it is the first reaction, which is why Andre has to hide his plan until now.

Yegenev finished aiming in an instant, and the co-pilot opened fire directly, destroying the hostile crew.

It was a strange feeling, and a shock, because their minds were connected until they were destroyed, before they died.

Everyone can feel how angry and desperate the opponent is at the moment of being targeted, and the sense of confusion at the moment before death.

Even more confused than them were the fanatics who were busy clearing obstacles for the monster lizards. They were completely stunned by this change.

"Mr. Mikkelsen, our position is" Andre immediately began to report his position. After all, he was the one who received two commissions.

(End of this chapter)