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Chapter 211 Bloody Words

Isn't this a line from Taken? Cosplaying Liam Neeson, right?

Li Sheng curled his lips, put his phone into the high-rise warehouse, and cut off the remote network connection with the surveillance camera.

Caroline, who was sitting in the back row, was speechless and couldn't say a word. She really didn't expect the company to come so quickly. If Li Sheng hadn't suddenly appeared, she would have been arrested by now.

"Wake up."

Li Sheng snapped his fingers to wake her up. "It's unrealistic to cross most of the United States with just this broken car. In your original escape plan, there should be a part of taking a plane, right?"

"Yeah. I was planning to go to Des Moines International Airport in Iowa in the morning. Take a flight to Angeles City."

Caroline pulled out the flight information, and Li Sheng said without even looking at it, "Don't even think about it. If the company can find you, they can find a way to get you a fake passport.

It is estimated that people have been sent to the most important airports to wait."

"What should we do?" Caroline hesitated, "We still can't contact the Avalon organization."

"I can't take a commercial flight, so I have to take this."

Li Sheng took out another phone, logged into Google, and quickly searched for a map of nearby farmland. "Now it's a race with Pioneer to see who can move faster."

He swerved the steering wheel and drove off the highway into vast farmland.

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At the explosion site of the motel, Alexander gave orders in an orderly manner.

The police car will be here within ten minutes. Before the police car arrives, we will prioritize transporting the injured and make the scene look like a gang fight.

Considering that the sniffer claimed that there was still residual smell in the air, Caroline would not be away for more than half an hour. She marked a 30-minute drive area on the map and sent people to wait at major traffic arteries and international airports in advance to check for families with children.

Everything he did was transmitted via a sports camera, with images and audio transmitted back to the headquarters in Chicago.

Cervantes stood in the stepped intelligence command center and rubbed his chin.

The grenades in the room and the bloody words on the wall were obviously the work of another player.

That person is unexpectedly gentle?

Otherwise, they could have placed a more powerful bomb that could have destroyed the entire motel, ensuring that all the agents on site would have been killed. The only price they would have paid would have been the deaths of a few more innocent people.

"Operator Alexander, you did a great job."

Cervantes pressed a button on the table and said to Alexander, who was wearing a Bluetooth headset, "The resources of every base in the nearby states, safe houses, special operations teams, helicopters, spy satellites, are all at your disposal.

In addition, I have updated the amount and address of the bounty on the dark web, asking all the superpowers who see the bounty to come over."

"With all due respect, sir,"

Alexander couldn't help but say, "Those civilian supernatural beings are completely useless. They will only cause more trouble and increase our workload of cleaning up the mess and blocking the news."

"Don't expect them to be useful,"

Cervantes smiled and said, "As long as they can hold off the level 4 psychic around Caroline until our people arrive."

This is the difference between the native NPCs in the scenario world and the players. The former need to consider too many things, such as social impact, personal interests, moral laws, and action risks.
Players don't need to worry about these things at all. Even if they blow up the city, what's the big deal? Once the mission is completed, they can just walk away.

Cervantes raised the corners of his mouth, and in his heart he felt a hint of ridicule and contempt for the unknown player. He was indecisive and soft-hearted, and there were too many ways to deal with him.

————Li Sheng drove his car at full speed on a country road, running over a large cornfield.

Most of Iowa is flat and open plains with fertile soil and abundant corn and soybeans. It is known as the granary of the United States.

Following the guidance of Google satellite maps, Li Sheng found a large farm with an aircraft hangar, tore open the outer barbed wire, and called on Caroline and others to pass through.

Afterwards, he put the car into the three-dimensional warehouse, walked into the farm, quickly destroyed the hangar's anti-theft alarm system, and opened the hangar door.

"Hey~"

Huiyu whistled. A yellow-painted two-seat agricultural aircraft with a wingspan of 18 meters, AT-802, was quietly parked in the hangar.
This aircraft is a propeller agricultural aircraft developed by the famous Air Tractor Company (yes, that's the name). It has straight wings, a hump-shaped two-person cockpit, and is equipped with a Pratt & Whitney PT6A-67AG turbine engine. It has an empty weight of three tons and a maximum take-off weight of seven tons.
It is often used for spraying pesticides and aerial firefighting, and is an excellent agricultural aircraft.

How good is it? In 2008, Air Tractor and IOMAX jointly launched the armed AT-802U Skywatcher, which is actually an AT-802 with additional armor, sensors, and communication equipment installed.

After mounting a rocket launcher or laser-guided bomb, it can be transformed into a propeller attack aircraft, dedicated to low-intensity ground attack missions.

It can be said that we are quite lucky to find an AT-802 in such a farm.

A full tank of fuel has a range of 1,000 kilometers, enough to fly to Denver, Colorado, and from there to Las Vegas and finally to the West Coast after one refueling.

Huiyu was rubbing her hands in anticipation, eager to try it out; she had wanted to fly a plane for a long time.

Li Sheng stood still, frowning as he looked around the dark hangar, and said calmly, "Everyone, stop hiding and come out."

After a brief silence, footsteps were heard in the darkness in the corner of the hangar, and six figures walked out.

Four figures walked out of the hangar and surrounded Li Sheng and others.

This group of people included both men and women, all holding guns and wearing leather jackets with skull patterns. The skin on their arms exposed outside the clothes had large tattoos, and they looked very much like the American motorcycle gangs in the movies.

Or rather they are.

Li Sheng observed the tattoos on these people with great interest. [AFFA] means Eternal Angel, Eternal Angel, [1%] means the most notorious 1% criminals, and the tears in the corners of the eyes mean how many people they have killed.

Their composition is quite complex. In addition to being motorcycle gangs, they are also supernatural beings of varying strengths.

"How did you find us? We blocked our presence."

A 15 or 16-year-old girl with black smoky makeup and a buzz cut said with squinted eyes. She seemed to be the leader of this group of people. The information integration glasses showed that her name was Ella.

"I didn't notice it, but every time I walked into a strange place, I habitually shouted this sentence."

Li Sheng spread his hands and said casually, "For example, subways, classrooms, bathrooms, toilets, mental hospitals, cemeteries, etc."

?

The cemetery is calling out to the ghosts, right?
Ella’s eyelids twitched, and she said calmly, “We hate Pioneer too, but they offered a $10 million reward, and business is business.

For the sake of us all being superpowered, please don't resist."

"After seeing the updated address of the bounty order, you did not immediately go to the airport, train station or other transportation hubs, but instead came to the airplane farm to wait, which proves that you are very smart.

but"

Li Sheng suddenly raised his arm and pressed the head of an invisible psychic into the ground. "You got one thing wrong. I'm not a psychic."

"I am much stronger than you."

(End of this chapter)