big devil holmes

Chapter 247 We voted
Darwin recovery plan.
You can tell what's going on as soon as you hear the name. It seems that the experimental team finally came after being late for a full six hours.

The person who was about to leave did not know which faction he belonged to. He had already opened the door of the venue, but after hearing the announcement, he closed the door and led his subordinate team back to their original seats.

Now that those guys are here, of course he can't just leave, but he is still unhappy and angry.
In fact, the other representatives on the field almost shared the same attitude. Although some bold-minded people seemed to have thought of the possibility of some kind of madness, and their expressions became extremely complicated, more people were watching him coldly. The entrance to the training ground below seemed to be in their hearts, and the team of the Darwin recovery plan no longer had any good feelings.

It was a full six hours late, so it would take another two hours to adjust the experimental equipment, the awakening of the demon, and the adjustment of the state of the experimental demonstrator.

These people in the stands take it for granted that their time is thousands of times more valuable than those workers who are handling goods on the docks.

Therefore, they also feel that they have reason to be angry.

And right now.

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

next second.
These angry people, these people who wanted to hear the reason why the escort convoy was so late, trembled collectively!
The expressions on their faces froze, staring at the unbelievable eyes, looking at the same unbelievable picture below.

Where is there any convoy?
There is no escort.
All they saw was a large, scarred demon staggering in, his body was covered in dried blood, and he was so tired that every step he took was about to fall, like the only one who survived the most tragic battlefield. The tenacious fighter!

"Boom-boom-"

The heavy footsteps stepped into the arena, and the sound was not too loud, but every step firmly stepped on everyone's hearts.

In the end what happened?
What about the rest of the convoy?

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

Only then did some people finally think of the possibility that they should have thought of long ago, but were subconsciously unwilling to believe it, and then the horror in their eyes rose again, and some people even stood up, muttering with words like impossible.

In short, at this moment, the entire training ground fell into an extremely strange silence. Finally, someone seemed to have noticed that there was a man who was also dripping with blood on the shoulder of the demon. Inhaled, and then struggled to stand up.
"Here, Sherlock Holmes was invited by the Darwin recovery plan team to report. So, when shall we start?"

the man asked.

Just such a simple question made everyone in the room stunned for a moment.

These people are considered to be the group of people at the highest level of the empire. They have information authority that ordinary people cannot have. They know many things that the people of the empire will never know in their lifetime, and they also have wealth that many people will never imagine, but Few of them have seen a real war. There are countless blood under their feet, but they have never seen blood, at least not such thick and free blood. At this time, a real bloody person Standing in front of them almost made these people feel the greatest visual shock, but that person asked incomparably easily, when will it start?
What to start with?
Does this person want to be like this, to conduct the demonstration part of the experiment?

That's right, that's what Sherlock thinks, because in his eyes, the demonstration part of this experiment is nothing at all, if it comes, just hurry up and finish it along the way.

But other people in the room didn't think so. The scientific research personnel of the military base were all stunned when they were asked such a question. Someone approached the microphone and subconsciously asked, "Do you need to fix it?"

Sherlock smiled and shook his head.

Well, no matter this scene, this question, or this answer, they all seem so absurd, but they are also extremely heroic.

The door of the venue was pushed open, some people ran in hastily, and then whispered something in some people's ears.

One of the messengers came to the old commander Lermontov and reported softly: "500 kilometers to the west of the base, the escort team that lost contact was found."

The old regiment leader clenched his hands tightly.

"It has been confirmed that it is the escort team from London. All the equipped tanks have been destroyed. No one died, but there are many seriously injured." Speaking of this, the messenger hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to express his tone Not so panicked: "Also. Not far from the escort convoy, Commander Baskerville and his demon were found. Both were seriously injured. They should have contacted the transport troops and the frontline General Patton. The office and the base also dispatched a rescue team to rush over.”

The old leader could no longer hear what was said later.

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

He just stared blankly at the blood-soaked young man below, and couldn't believe what this scene meant.

Could this fellow have had a fight with Baskerville 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 himself Irene, and happened to see her gently supporting her perfectly curved jaw with the back of her hand, and her eyes were also looking at the one below. People, but there is no shock or disbelief in her eyes, only a smile.
The smile is so beautiful, so infatuated, it seems that she can keep watching like this without moving, and when she thinks of the words she said to herself before, she mentioned the recovery of damaged materials from the frontline war, and the procrastination Live to yourself for two hours.

The old captain Lermontov had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but in the end, he could only smile helplessly, and once again thought of retiring.

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

This feeling is really strange, because according to the normal process, it should be the technicians on our side who follow the team to communicate, and then during this period, the experimental demon code-named [Crimson] should be removed from the sedative. After some waiting and eve of the process, it is only right to officially start the experimental display link.

But right now, the opponent's entire team has only one person, and that can only be told to the opponent, after this person definitely emphasizes that there is no need for any trimming and attempts before the show.

The demonstration of the results of this experiment started in such a weird way.

"The following is a demonstration of the big movements of the limbs. The experimenter is asked to drive the demon experiment body to make a move of stepping out the left leg."

Some planned experimental actions came from the power amplifier above the head. However, everyone could tell that the tone of the staff member who read out this instruction was extremely absurd.

He probably doesn't even know what he's doing now.

The demon below walked over step by step, but I actually asked him to demonstrate his legs?
But that's what the show is about, the legs, the arms, the balance of the landing after jumping, and so on and so forth.

And the manipulator really let the demon do this one by one.

The news of the discovery of the escort team outside London has been known to more and more people, and some people have even obtained photos taken at the scene.

The astonishingly large scale of environmental damage, those obviously rolled into the sky, with falling dust and snowflakes, it was obviously a static picture, but one could feel the tragic and chilling atmosphere at that time, which was even more terrifying What's more, is the appearance of the inconceivably huge demon falling to the ground miserably.

He raised his head and looked at the demon below again. At this time, he was performing some fine movements, such as standing on one leg and jumping.

Now, everyone knows what this demon went through a few hours ago, the huge bite mark on the shoulder, the broken exoskeleton, those wounds, and the blood.

They all seem to indicate that the display of this achievement is meaningless.

At first, the person who wanted to leave struggled to look away from the demon below. By chance, he saw the presenter standing on the sidelines. For some reason, he thought of the pictures in the photos, and his heart surged. For a moment, he wanted to recruit this person to his subordinates, no matter how much he paid, but then he thought, how could such a person become his subordinates, so he shook his head like a self-deprecating, and then refused I need to watch the next demonstration again, and said to the humanity behind me:
"Call the Foundation Association and tell them that we voted for the controllable experiment of wild demons."

(End of this chapter)