Fog Era

In the tactical command room, the chief executive is looking at the surveillance screen, listening to the report with a grim expression.

"The first batch of 33 security personnel of the Security Department has been in place, and the subsequent 46 security personnel are continuing to be reinforced."

The Minister of the Security Department is very capable, He speaks unambiguously, and does nothing sloppy.

Such a subordinate is a rare good helper for any commander.

In fact, the chief executive himself knows that, compared to the ordinary military, the security personnel of the Security Department in charge of internal defense are already skilled enough.

They are painless, fearless, and without hesitation. They can execute superior orders at a high speed and efficiency at a speed that is completely brainless and without thinking, and they can maintain absolute strictness at all times. They do what is written and taught in the tactical manual, absolutely no compromise, absolutely no deviation.

Furthermore, even if he fights to the last person and takes his last breath, he will never surrender, begging for mercy, or run away in fear.

Such an iron army, placed in any country, is the most elite of the elite, the great hero of the heroes.

And now, they are just acting as inner guards, in other words as security guards.

All this gives the chief executive a great confidence. Even though our country is swaying wind and rain in today's international society, our strength is quietly growing. Even the security guards of our army are elite trump cards, just like my sword saint per capita in Weiming City, what else is there to be afraid of?

Although the brains of these trump cards are not bright, it is good when they execute orders. Not good is not a disadvantage, but a benefit.

But looking at the scene under surveillance, the executive officer looked pale.

He suddenly felt that his mind was not bright, which was really not a good thing, especially in this kind of street fighting.

In the screen, the tall intruder, with his back on a simple T-shaped intersection, played a thrilling, unheard-of, and unprecedented thrilling ambush.

I saw this person hiding behind a corner, standing with a knife in a place out of sight of our personnel. As long as our staff ran over that corner, they would immediately face the sharp blade light.

Either cutting or stabbing, or splitting or cutting, Blade Technique Myriad Transformations is eclectic. The guards seem to be muddled and cannot cause any decent counterattack at all.

The siege certainly did not appear from one direction.

When an enemy appears in other directions, the big man will immediately dodge to another corner of the corner, and then repeat the trick.

Repeatedly piercing, harassing left and right, and constantly using the same corner to ambush and kill.

Blood shed all over the ground.

The efforts of the chief executive are also constantly flowing.

He is not distressed by these mass-produced subordinates, what he cannot accept is the battle strength of his subordinates.

He didn't even think about why they were like a group of dull geese, without any accumulation of experience and personal learning. No, it's not just stupid, it's blind, deaf, it's the same waste of losing all five senses, it will only rush forward dumbly, and then be slaughtered one by one.

Can they not smell the blood in the air, or feel the pervasive murderous aura?

Um...

Well, they really can't feel it.

These are all defective mass-produced products without aptitude.

At this time, a stronger force must be used to eliminate the enemy, and they must not be allowed to escape.

"The Tactical Response Department, immediately dispatched reinforcements." The chief executive gave the order, hesitated slightly, and then said to the adjutant: "By the way, tell Master Noliang and ask him to temporarily control it. Myself, this intruder looks worthwhile."

"Hay!" The adjutant went immediately.

Looking back at the surveillance, in that plain T-shaped intersection, there were already full of corpses on the ground, and the first wave of clearing and suppressing internal guards in the past had been killed and wounded.

The big enemy is standing in a sea of ​​blood like a bloody Ghost God, without injury or even exhaustion. In the picture, he just raised the blade and put it to the end of his nose, as if he was savoring the beauty of Asura blood energy after the killing.

In the picture, this person seems to be smiling slightly.

Then he pulled out the pistol and pointed it at the camera without looking at it. The picture went black immediately.

"This guy, as a mortal but with a body comparable to Ghost God, is really incredible aptitude. If he can be captured, Your Majesty and the godmother will be happy." The chief executive squinted. He raised his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then pressed the call button: "The Ministry of Education and Training, how is the transformation of'Mountain Monkey' going?"

The voice of the director of the Ministry of Education came from the call equipment:" The basic transformation of "Mountain Ape" has been completed and is undergoing debugging, but there is still a slight instability."

The chief executive said solemnly: "Let the "Mountain Ape" be prepared, it is time to test his Actual combat capability."

"Yes."

On the other side, Shi Tiexin just smelled the blade, um, it's better.

So much blood was washed away, and the smell was finally covered up.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor again, Shi Tiexin's expression was awkward again.

People, killed.

But he killed so many living people in one breath, and even killed so many dead bodies and blood flowing all over the floor, even he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Too much blood will slow down the sharpness of my blade? Or is it because my own mentality is not cultivation enough, and I am not used to the real life and death killing?" Shi Tiexin took the knife and walked away, turning around the road. I saw Yoyo in front of me.

Looking at the dead corpses on the ground, the expression is shocking and unbelievable: "You...you..."

"A martial artist, proficient in Blade Technique, doesn't need to make a fuss about nothing." Shi Tiexin patted, crash-banged a dozen bullets from the interlayer of the body armor, and then asked: "Would you like to continue to explore?"

Yoyou looked again I glanced at the bloody intersection, with some surprise and speculation in the depths, but on the surface it was as capable as before: "Go, let's go to the so-called Ministry of Education and see what these people are doing."

dong dong dong, there is a sound on the ceiling, it's a ventilation pipe, or that kind of thing.

Shi Tiexin lifted his left hand, and the 500-caliber sand eagle blasted towards the ventilation pipe. peng~ peng~ peng~ Three shots, three large bullet holes exploded in the ventilation pipe, and the sound immediately stopped.

"Then go quickly."

The two turned around and walked away quickly, only three bullet holes dripped with blood.

This blood has some shallow purples.

On the other side, at the bottom of the base, the chief executive’s adjutant walked to a door.

Well, the sliding door slid open to both sides. Inside is a Japanese-style room with tatami mats on the floor, which is arranged like a sword dao dojo.

And in this wide room, there is a person sitting.