Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 39 The Beginning of Chaos

Chu Zihang put down his lunch box and tried his best to create a quiet environment for Caesar.

As Caesar's competitor, Chu Zihang is well aware of how sensitive and powerful the other party's hearing is.

It is likely to come from the hidden changes brought about by the speech spirit to the body's senses.

"Yes, there is indeed something..."

"There are five of them, small in size, holding something in their hands, and crawling at a very fast speed..."

"The sound of metal clashing...those things have knives in their hands!"

"They're climbing up...to the twelfth floor!"

Caesar's expression changed, and he immediately pressed the headset to notify the combat center:

"Operation Center! I heard movement! Something has climbed up to the twelfth floor!"

"Immediately call up all the monitoring screens on the twelfth floor!"

"The commissioners on the twelfth floor are ready to fight, and the commissioners on the eleventh floor are going to support and guard the stairs!"

"The commissioners on the rest of the floors are slowly moving closer to the upper floor, don't cause too much panic, and do a good job of evacuation at any time!"

After receiving Caesar's report, Li Jianxing did not hesitate and immediately made personnel adjustments.

The commissioners acted nervously, and the nurses, cleaners, and patients all quietly left their posts during the seemingly peaceful dinner time.

Ward 1309.

"Feeling a little sick... I seem to be too full."

Jiang Xiaoxue rubbed her belly and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Well, then take a break."

Lu Mingfei said softly.

He could keenly hear the footsteps coming from downstairs, and he was alert, ready to draw his sword to fight at any time.

"I feel like I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time."

Jiang Xiaoxue lay on the bed, staring at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, and said leisurely.

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei was absent-minded.

After dinner, he asked the college commissioner who was disguised as a nurse on the thirteenth floor to immediately arrange for someone to send the pregnant woman out.

But for now, it doesn't seem to be going very well.

"Actually, I was lucky. I came to the Pacific Ocean. Although I didn't find a good job, I at least found a good husband."

"When the child lands, he will be able to apply for a U.S. residence permit... By the way, Xiaolu, you are here to go to college, right?"

Jiang Xiaoxue chatted with Lu Mingfei again, thin beads of sweat oozing from her smooth forehead.

"Well, University of Chicago."

"I've heard of this university... It's amazing that you can be admitted to such a prestigious university at such a young age."

"Take a good rest for a few days, don't always think about what you have and what you don't have, and study hard... There seems to be some kind of talent subsidy here in Chicago. Outstanding foreign students can directly get green cards..."

"A lot of people come here to have children now, don't they just want to get a U.S. registered permanent residence..."

On the twelfth floor, the commissioners who were ready for battle waited for nearly 10 minutes, but failed to find any abnormalities.

"No abnormal suspicious situation was found."

In the monitoring center, several monitoring specialists quickly switched back and forth between the various monitoring screens, trying to find suspicious things.

But got nothing.

"Is Commissioner Caesar's information wrong?"

Someone raised a question softly.

"No, I have read his information, and I trust his hearing."

Li Jianxing said in a deep voice:
"What Commissioner Caesar heard may be hiding in some corner of the twelfth floor."

"Then what should we do... take the initiative to attack? We have to try our best to avoid casualties of ordinary people."

A commissioner asked.

"Notify the leader of the logistics team and start evacuation plan B."

Li Jianxing ordered.

"S-Class is urging the immediate removal of the pregnant woman in his room."

A commissioner reports.

"Understood, I will arrange for someone to go up and take her to evacuate together."

About 10 minutes later, a truck drove to the downstairs of the inpatient department.

The carriage was opened, and a dozen black-clothed workers rushed to quickly unload batch after batch of supplies from the car:
From baby products such as MeadJohnson milk powder and Pampers diapers to high-end women's cosmetics such as Chanel lipstick and Lancome perfume, everything is available.

Then they quickly arranged it, and shouted loudly like peddlers with their horns:

"Free delivery, free delivery! Sacred Heart Maria's hospital benefits!"

"The beauties and mothers upstairs don't miss it, brand-name milk powder and diapers are free!"

"There are also Chanel's latest lipsticks in various colors. Each person can get a box for free!"

……

Such movements naturally attracted the attention of the female patients in the inpatient department.

They looked curiously at the truck full of various items outside the window, and finally, under the temptation of "free famous tags", they went downstairs one after another.

Even many expectant mothers with full stomachs are preparing to receive some free milk powder and diapers with the support of family members or nurses.

The building of the inpatient department suddenly became much empty.

Without the influence of a large number of noisy sounds, Caesar's hearing for capturing abnormal movements became clearer and more acute.

He walked softly in the silent corridor on the twelfth floor, searching for traces of the things he heard earlier.

Chu Zihang followed behind him, holding a mop with a black handle, ready to fight.

Suddenly, Caesar stopped in his tracks.

His dark blue eyes swept to the ward on the left.

The number on the room number is 1208.

"The combat center... here is Caesar Gattuso. We may have found the enemy."

He pressed the headset and lowered the volume to the lowest level.

"Received, movement control permitted, live ammunition permitted."

Li Jianxing's instructions came back from the headset.

"clear."

Caesar replied in a low voice, and two silver Desert Eagle pistols appeared in his hands.

The one on the left is loaded with the special Friga bullet made by the academy, a non-lethal bullet that will be vaporized and filled with anesthetic after hitting the target;

The right side is loaded with .50 Action Express bullets, 12.7mm large-caliber bullets, and the strong body of the non-hybrid race can't hold the "wrist dislocator" at all.

Chu Zihang tore off the camouflage on the mop, revealing the black scabbard of "Cun Yu".

The two looked at each other, and gently pushed open the door of Room 1208.

There was no one in the ward, the bedding on the bed was a bit messy, and the water in the glass on the bedside table was still steaming.

"Wow--!!!"

But at this moment, a sharp and ear-piercing cry suddenly came from upstairs!
Caesar, who had been listening intently, was startled by the crying, as if someone was slamming a gong in his ear while he was asleep, which made him dizzy.

"Damn it."

He cursed in a low voice, trying to wake up.

But that cry soon stopped abruptly, and was replaced by the sound of heavy objects like heavy hammers violently bombarding the ground!

Something happened on the thirteenth floor!

Caesar and Chu Zihang did not rush to the thirteenth floor immediately, but reported the situation to the combat center first.

Now they are in a group, and it is not yet time for individual heroism.

But everything came quite compactly, as if it had been arranged by an invisible hand.

The broadcast speakers on all floors of the inpatient department were turned on at the same time, and the monotonous rustling sound of clappers came out.

　Fighting brothers, don't be corrupted by Khorne, don't quarrel, don't quarrel, don't quarrel
　　
　
(End of this chapter)