Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

Bangkok streets.

Two tourists, one in red and one in black, each carrying a camera on their backs, stood beside a famous local food stall. They seemed to be discussing the food in front of them, but in fact, they secretly kept turning their cameras around. of pedestrians, and try to capture the appearance of all pedestrians in the camera lens.

After wandering around this snack street for a whole afternoon, the two people finally came to a local restaurant and found a corner seat to sit down.

"It's been almost two weeks. If this continues, when will we find out?"

He took off the camera from his neck and pointed the lens towards the door. One of the people in red clothes sighed in a low voice with some complaints.

"It's almost time. Now we have almost inspected the entire city. Just hold on a little longer. It will take at most three days to plow the entire city. By then, no matter how deep the opponent hides, they will never be able to hide."

Hearing the comfort from his partner, the executive commissioner who spoke first was also a little helpless.

"It's been so long, don't the tactical experts still think he will escape?"

The commissioner in black clothes wiped his seat with a tissue before sitting on it.

"You are a new student, so you may not know it very well. He won't. Dragons have their own pride. They claim to be more advanced creatures and use the power brought by their bloodline to defy all the laws set by humans. Not only Dragons do this. I have seen too many similar hybrid crimes. Their pride and self-esteem will not allow them to withdraw under the encirclement and suppression of mere humans. All they want to do is face the enemy with a high profile and then leave quietly. , trampling all ethical systems under the feet of his newly established power and violence. Even if the main purpose of this dragon is to delay our time, his true inner character cannot be changed. In the end, he will not be able to help but jump out. of."

"I know that, but this guy is a bit too good at hiding. You said he can hide his identity so well, how can we identify him even if we meet him?"

"Most of the time we collected the information and asked Norma to compare faces and search for information. That is because there are too few cameras in this city, otherwise there would be no need to go to such trouble. But if you really want to find it yourself , actually there is a better way.”

Hearing what his companion said, the commissioner in red clothes was a little curious.

"What's a better way?"

The specialist in black clothes carefully wiped the stains on the table with his own paper towel, and then he placed his equipment on the table with some relief.

"This place is really dirty. If this continues, I will be cured of mysophobia."

After complaining for a while, he answered the question from his companion just now.

"Actually, it's very simple. It's the same as distinguishing hybrids hidden in the crowd. Generally speaking, those who are handsome and beautiful are probably your targets."

"this……"

"Think about it for yourself, have you ever met anyone ugly in school?"

The commissioner in red clothes thought hard about the group of handsome men and women on campus who could be used for catwalks, and shook his head.

"That's it."

The black-clothed operator spread his hands, and even though his face was specially covered with makeup, his originally handsome face could still be seen.

"In nature, strength, speed, and endurance are one of the determinants of survival of the fittest, but for humans, appearance is also an important advantage that determines mate selection and reproduction. Hybrids have evolved compared to ordinary humans, so apart from acquired disfigurement Yes, almost no hybrid species is uglier. Sometimes you can even rely on the appearance to tell the hybrid level of a hybrid species. And those dragons with a higher degree of evolution than hybrid species, if they are It’s hard to say when using dragon bodies, but the appearance of their human bodies will only be better than that of hybrids.”

The black-clothed commissioner who was talking eloquently suddenly found that his partner opposite him was acting a little unnaturally.

"What's wrong?"

"Then according to your point of view, if a person is too beautiful, then there is a high probability that he is not an ordinary person?"

"Although it's a bit absolute, it's almost..."

Halfway through the sentence, the black-clad commissioner's face became serious. His partner opposite him kept gesturing on the table. Having experienced the strict training of the execution department, he could naturally recognize the meaning of that gesture: emergency retreat!

He didn't have time to think carefully about why his partner made this gesture, and he already reflexively decided to evacuate. But at this moment, the owner of the food stall came to their table from the kitchen with food in hand.

"These two guests, you are in good luck. Our restaurant has decided to give you an extra dish."

Looking at the appearance of the boss emerging from behind him, even the commissioner in black, who had seen many handsome men and beautiful women, couldn't help but feel a trance. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shock.

At this time, Norma’s warning sound also came from the invisible headsets hidden in the ears of him and the red commissioner:

"Code number 45, code number 32, please evacuate from your position immediately! The target location has been found, and the combat team will arrive in one minute. You are in a dangerous area, please protect yourselves as much as possible!"

Listening to the warning sound coming from the headset, the two members of the monitoring team looked at the hotel owner with a scary smile in front of them, and looked at each other, with a hint of bitterness on their faces.

boom!

squeak……

swish swish...

Listening to the explosion sound coming from the headset, and the rustling sound that finally returned to calm, Schneider, who was far away in Cassel College, was silent for a moment, and then turned his attention to other aspects.

"How long until the combat team arrives?"

"The closest one has 30 seconds left to reach the target area, but since there are only three people, it is not recommended to face the enemy directly. All remaining combat team specialists are expected to arrive within 5 minutes."

"Too slow! Let Norma plan a route for them, and try to arrive within three minutes. In addition, send out all the logistics and monitoring team specialists, block all roads near the target location and evacuate the people, and order them to at least Clear up a combat area with a diameter of one kilometer. Norma, control all nearby mobile phones and cameras, and do not let any information be transmitted."

"Understood, but what about the people within the reserved combat area? If we need to evacuate, it will take too long, and our manpower is not sufficient."

"...Give up! If someone runs out, control them immediately and ask the commissioner of the psychiatric counseling department to brainwash them and prevent them from spreading any information."

After a moment of silence, Schneider issued this order. Behind the seemingly casual tone, it meant that thousands of lives were abandoned.

All the commissioners on duty in the control room swallowed carefully, but after professional training, they quickly conveyed Schneider's order to all the commissioners on site.

"The control procedures for all cameras have been completed. According to detection, many local tourists carry mechanical cameras, which require local commissioners to conduct inspections one by one. The travel routes of all combat team commissioners have been adjusted and are expected to be completed at the latest Arrive at the scene in two minutes and fifty seconds."

As orders were passed down one after another, everyone in Cassel College, who had long been unable to hold back, began to operate like the gears of a machine. A large number of people poured out from all corners of the city and quickly gathered at the target location.

Under the leadership of B-class hybrids, thousands of C-class hybrids quickly centered on the location of the explosion and blocked all paths within a radius of 1 kilometer. Each blockade team had an experienced senior executive. Specialist leads.

Wearing the uniforms of the city's police, they used vehicles and roadblocks prepared in advance to block the road. In addition, many real police officers were also mobilized to help block the road.

For the residents within the blockade, the people from Kassel College could only use loudspeakers to shout inside. It would be best if someone wanted to come out. If someone was unwilling to come out, they could only leave it to fate.

On the other side, everyone in the combat team was also trying their best to rush to the target location. Fortunately, due to Norma's plan, their residence would be moved slightly after each area was scanned, thus ensuring that they could arrive in the shortest possible time.

Following the route update from Norma, some people have begun to take unusual paths. Relying on the strong physical fitness of the A-class hybrids, they even climbed over the roof of the building and rushed over.

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The weather in Bangkok today is very refreshing and clean without any residue.

Looking down from the sky, the shadows of clouds under the sun cover this chaotic city like an ocean. There are many sounds coming out of the bubbles in the deep black sea, including various sounds of cars, construction sounds at construction sites, and news. The radio broadcasts were noisy together, all of which blurred the boundaries between silence and noise in the winter afternoon.

In this kind of weather that is suitable for taking a nap, in the center of the blocked area, the original small shop and the surrounding shops have been turned into gray ruins. The blood stains seeping out from under the ruins can also be seen in the original shops. What has become of the guests.

The disaster broke out too suddenly. There were still many customers in the surrounding shops who had not evacuated. When the crisis just started, there would be a lot of crying around. But as the body of the Sala Tree King changed, a terrifying coercion spread, and the cries around him became weaker and weaker. Many were lucky enough not to be affected by the first round of explosions but did not run far away. Ordinary people are even scared to death by these pressures.

After the surroundings became completely quiet, the Sala Tree King finally completed his body transformation and turned into a dragon man with scales all over his body.

However, unlike the ordinary dragon form, what grew out of his back was not wings, but another pair of hands covered with scales and sharp claws.

The Sala Tree King, who was fully in his fighting form, had excellent senses, and he could hear the sounds of those hybrid bugs coming from a distance.

He had absolutely no intention of escaping, and just stood there, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

As a next-generation species, even if he is not known for his fighting prowess, the Sala Tree King still has his own pride. The reason why he didn't kill those bugs at first was entirely because of his master's request. Now that the master's arrangements have been completed, he can finally unleash the tyranny he has accumulated over such a long time.

Sensing that several small insects had come to the side, and realizing that they did not rush forward but hid, the Sala Tree King smiled disdainfully, and did not directly expose their poor hiding, but waited quietly. It keeps increasing the number of insects around it.

Finally, after he sensed that the number of insects around him was no longer increasing, the Sala Tree King opened his four hands and prepared to deliver an exciting speech.

"Submit! Mole..."

boom!

Before King Salo Tree could finish speaking, an RPG specially modified by the equipment department hit him with a shining tail flame. The huge amount of explosives and alchemy produced a bright flame, and the huge explosion also urged people in the blockade who did not want to leave to leave their rooms.

Seeing the large amount of dust raised by the explosion, the remaining members of the combat team did not hesitate at all and continued to pick up the heavy weapons they carried and shoot towards the center of the explosion.

In addition to rockets and heavy machine guns that are easier to carry, there are even a few hybrids who have set up mortars.

The continuous heavy fire coverage completely plunged the street into a sea of ​​​​fire. This was because of concern for the civilians in the distance. Otherwise, Kassel College would not even mind sending two missiles to the opponent.

The idea of ​​covering it with heavy firepower was proposed by Zheng Shu. After all, even the Dragon King could kneel down under the fire of a sniper rifle. In his opinion, this group of mixed-races from Kassel College actually wanted to hold a few small pistols. To kill a dragon with a knife is simply a disease of the mind.

Although the reason why the sniper rifle can hurt the Dragon King more is because the bullets fired are precious philosopher's stones, there is plenty of time now anyway, so it is not feasible to ask the vice principal and the people in the equipment department to perform an alchemical enchantment on these heavy weapons. impossible things.

Of course, Zheng Shu's proposal was passed thanks to the strong support of the goblins in the Alchemy Department. In line with the mentality that even if it is useless, it will not be harmful, Angers finally agreed to this battle plan.

So the Cassel Academy hybrids who originally advocated martial arts suddenly changed to another style. This group of elite hybrids were a little uncomfortable at first, but soon they were conquered by the violent aesthetics bursting from heavy firepower weapons. These guys were very excited to fire at the target, trying to use up all the ammunition in their hands in the shortest possible time.

After throwing the last few grenades in his hand, Zheng Shu glanced at the hybrids around him. Their faces all had an afterglow of excitement, and some of them had even lifted their heavy machine guns from the ground to start shooting.

The terrifying physical fitness of A-level hybrids allows them to maintain the stability of their ballistic trajectories even in such recoil.