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"damn it."

Zhang Ming cursed in a low voice, but he still couldn't help himself, so he got up and looked for the owner of the wailing sound.This was a young man who had been shot twice in the lower abdomen. From the looks of it, he should be younger than Zhang Ming.

The reason why he howled was not expecting someone to save him.

All his comrades were dead, and he was expecting an enemy to come and shoot him, at least he would die quickly.

Zhang Ming was on the battlefield in Africa. He couldn't understand what the unconscious soldier was saying, but he still understood one word, which was "mama".

While bandaging the soldier's wound, he seemed to say to himself: "Boy, you will see your mother soon."

After bandaging, Zhang Ming thought about it, and then kicked and broke the soldier's right leg, so that even if his stomach injury healed, he would not be rearranged to the battlefield.Afterwards, Zhang Ming carried the soldiers on his back and flew towards his camp. Before no one noticed, he put down the wounded soldiers and left quietly.

This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. Recently, there have been rumors among the soldiers fighting on both sides that the spirit of the ancient African continent is blessing them. Occasionally, when the soldiers are resting, they will give Zhang Ming This "spirit of Africa" ​​is worshipped.

In this regard, Zhang Ming touched his face, but couldn't think of any relationship between his handsome little white face and the spirit of Africa.

After finishing a round of work, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and it would be dawn in a while. Zhang Ming simply gave up his plan to sleep, and sat on the top of a building, quietly waiting for the sunrise.

Because the battlefield branches are all over the world, the Avengers are extremely scattered, but at this moment, each of them is in the same mood, and there is only one thought in everyone's mind: the bastard who caused all this must be paid what he deserves. cost.

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Suddenly, everyone's cell phones rang at the same time.

Zhang Ming took out his mobile phone and saw that the sender was Ao Chuang, and the message was only one sentence: "Information from the universe has been sent back, and we know the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes."

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Europe, a secret base.

In a bright classroom, a middle-aged man wearing glasses stood on the podium. He was wearing a black uniform and always had a smile on his face.

No one knew his name, everyone called him "Instructor".

There are six rows and six rows below, a total of thirty-six "students".

The students were of different ages, the youngest was only seven or eight years old, and the oldest looked to be over sixty. Each of them was holding a booklet and was reading it carefully.

It is said to be reading, but in fact every page is just filled with numbers, and there is no text at all.

Thirty-six people, maintaining the same posture, even the breathing rate is almost the same, flipping through the pages, no one speaks, let alone shows impatience.

Suddenly, an elderly man couldn't help but opened his mouth slightly and yawned.

The next second, the wall above his head opened, a gun stretched out, bang bang, and two bullets were fired.

The bullet penetrated the chest and the old man was killed on the spot.

Witnessing the death that happened around them, no one dared to speak.The students gritted their teeth and restrained their trembling instincts. Even if the blood spurted from the old man's chest splashed into his eyes, they didn't dare to wipe it with their hands. They stared wide-eyed and looked at the numbers in the book.

Even the youngest girl who sits at the front is no exception, with tears streaming down her face. She still remembers her mother’s words and must not move. Like my partner, I will never see my mother again.

Nearly an hour passed.

"Okay, reading time is over, it's time for you to go back to bed."

The instructor knocked on the table with a smile, and the students below put the booklets neatly in the center of the table, stood up, still kept absolute silence, and left the classroom in an orderly manner.

After walking out of the teacher, the little girl threw herself into the arms of a woman, crying loudly.

Her name is Lisa, Lisa Margaret.

When Lisa and her mother were traveling in Spain, they met a group of scammers and were abducted to this place.When they first came there was a family of three, but on the third day, Lisa's father tried to resist and was shot to death in front of his daughter and wife.

Everyone in the classroom has a similar experience to the mother and daughter, and there are [-] such classrooms in total.

That is a total of 1188 people.

In the past few days, the number was even higher, but some people left the base.

That's right, this base can be left, and there are two ways to leave.

The first is to become a corpse, and the second is to become a "perfect man".

"Sister, do you think my mother and I can leave here as perfect people? Just like Uncle Jack today." Little Lisa asked.

They returned to the dormitory under the escort of the soldiers and enjoyed a short rest.

The woman Lisa called her sister turned her head when she heard the girl's call. Under her short brown hair was an ordinary European woman's face.

She was Natasha who sneaked in by concealing her identity.

Ten days ago, in order to track down the missing persons, Natasha finally came to this secret base by using herself as a bait.

At first, she thought that this secret base was controlled by a terrorist organization, using the bodies of ordinary people to conduct illegal experiments, but she got along with it. These guys only let her exercise and sleep, and the diet was not poisonous, with protein, vitamins, and carbohydrates. It is not an exaggeration to say that the treatment here is comparable to that of a nursing home.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the rigid and terrible discipline, and the special booklet full of numbers.

The people at the base asked them to read it every day until they could recite it completely.Those who have completed the recitation task and are in good health can apply to become "perfect people" and leave the base.

According to the propaganda of the base, every "perfect person" will enjoy the top-level life, and from now on, there will be no pain, poverty, or parting.

This kind of religious propaganda can't fool Natasha, but there are really many people who believe in it, and some even form religious groups spontaneously.Whenever a "perfect person" appeared in the base, they would jump over and kneel down, kiss each other's insteps, and recite primitive and pious words in their mouths.

Natasha is very familiar with this kind of trick to control people's hearts. It was done like this in the past, giving people visible hope in despair, and using hope to control people's behavior.This period of history was clearly written in museums and history books, but within a hundred years, people had completely forgotten it.

Looking at Lisa who was still reciting the numbers silently, Natasha didn't know how to persuade the girl to give up, so she could only look at the girl's mother.