Sweet trap: President, Let Me Go!

Song Mufeng, song mupei and other five primary schools only stayed in the basement of the hospital.

Connected to the office in the empty city, there was still something to connect at the beginning, and no one was silent.

Later, it was simply open 24 hours and connected from time to time.

Song mupei was lying on the table in front of the computer, crunching potato chips and wailing at them: "it's too much. It's hard to come back, but I want to be a mouse. I can't see the light in the ground!"

This is what he has to repeat many times a day.

It should be too lonely. The child has to complain from time to time.

Leo basically won't talk to him.

He and Jingsheng have been helping Langfeng and Langqing do all kinds of data analysis.

They can't see the light either.

They are already a group of experimental objects lying in the underground laboratory. It's no different from Fengpei's situation.

However, their hearts have unspeakable depression and anger!

Under the camera, song Mufeng came in with a report in his hand.

He stood in front of the camera: "brother, where are you?"

Leo raised his head from the computer in front of him, reached out to pull the camera over, and said in a deep voice, "yes."

Song Mufeng raised a stack of paper in his hand: "brother, I just passed you a report. So far, we have basically found out about this matter. "

His words attracted all the people to come over.

Song Mufeng's expression is very serious. He is as serious as Leo.

He took a deep breath and told everyone about their findings.

This is an underground laboratory. Everyone has been here and knows it.

However, the diseases of cancer patients on the ground are not studied here.

What is used for research here is not ordinary mice, but living people, and everyone is not ordinary people, but soldiers in the base.

Their goal should be to create super soldiers.

When Le Sir and Ma Sir left, the people in the room identified were soldiers who had been identified with the experiment. They were injected with the developed drugs, but the results were very shocking.

On that day, they passed by the room. Song Mufeng and song mupei didn't open the door of the room because they were worried that something would happen. They didn't go back to clean up the scene until they saw the people off. They finally opened the room because Hua woke up and detected the abnormality of the room.

Donald said anxiously, "what's the matter with them, little brother?"

Song Mufeng was silent and looked at the camera. He didn't answer the question directly.

"The medicine they developed is not mature, that medicine -" he couldn't go on.

"What happened?" Donald might as well hurry.

"Feng Feng." Loe looks at Song Mufeng.

Song Mufeng pursed his lips and took a deep breath: "the purpose of that medicine is to act on the central nervous system, make people lose pain, penetrate into blood cells, make cells fission, and increase people's abilities, such as bouncing power and aggressiveness. This is their super soldier, probably at the beginning, Their combat effectiveness has met their requirements, but the growth has not stopped. Therefore, they have become beyond recognition. "

Song Mufeng raised his hand and released a photo. Everyone looked at the once familiar comrade in arms in the photo and became a stranger one number larger than the original. They were too surprised to speak.

"Their consciousness was also destroyed in the process of this experiment. Later, it was completely turned into a fighting tool. When the cell fission reached the uncontrollable stage, they were out of control, so those people put them together to kill each other. At this time, they were like beasts. The room they didn't enter was the scene of their killing each other, It's too tragic. Don't look at it. "

Song Mufeng's eyes were full of sympathy.

Those people are not his classmates and comrades in arms. They can't stand it. If the eldest brother sees them, I'm afraid they won't be so distressed that they go crazy.

Song Mufeng slowed down and then said, "we also found three people. Their condition is very similar to le Sir and Ma sir. It seems that they are naturally immune to that drug. There are drug ingredients in their blood, but there is no cell fission. They have contacted their sister. She will send someone to transfer them to Uncle Meng Yang later."

Leo nodded, "is there anyone else?"

Song Mufeng's eyes looked at them deeply: "yes, they are the biggest problem now. Now there are five people. They are in the fission period. They have not developed to the point of insanity. They are locked with iron chains and fixed on the wall. Now, Lang Qinglang is seizing the time to find a way to solve their current problems and prevent fission."

Leo said in a deep voice, "is there a way?"

Song Mufeng gently shook his head: "not at present, but their fission speed is too fast. We are worried that they will soon be out of control. They begged us to give them a treat, so, brother, I came to discuss with you. "

He switched the camera to the room of Meng Langqing and Meng Langfeng.

Lang Qingfeng frowned deeply, with a little childish face and worried: "brother Leo."

They reached out and moved the camera opposite them.

On a wide wall, five people were locked by thick chains. Their clothes had been cracked and their bodies were twisting constantly. They looked very painful.

Everyone was surprised.

"Old Ann!"

"Kitty!"

"Xiao Qi!"

"Babu!"

"Big head!"

They scrambled to shout out their names.

These are their brothers. They have lived and died together, lived and suffered together. They are all outstanding and the best individual soldiers. However, now, they have become like this.

Leo and Donald et al., do not want to crack from the canthus.

Leo roared, "clear wind!" His voice was full of anger.

Lang Qinglang cut the lens. Before Leo could speak, Lang Qing said, "brother Leo, we tried many methods, but there was no way to stop their cell division."

Leo's heart was very heavy: "there's no way?"

Lang Qinglang was silent and shook his head gently.

"Sir song!" A voice trying to hide the pain came.

"Sir song, is that you?"

Leo looked up, and Lang Qingfeng switched the camera to Lao an's painful and swollen face.

"Sir song, is that you?" Old Ann's voice trembled.

"Lao an, it's me, song muzhe." Leo whispered.

Lao an tried to pull the corners of his mouth: "Sir song, brother, please do something."

"Good! You say! " Leo couldn't help but soften his voice.

"Let's have a good time. We don't want to kill ourselves in the end. It's lucky to see you when we're awake. If you want to, please help us take care of a family. And those dead brothers, please take a look at us. The biggest regret of brothers is that they didn't die on the battlefield or on the mission, I'm ashamed of the instructor's training. "

What he said moved the listener.

"Lao an, don't worry. We will do our best about our family. They are my brothers, and they will try their best to treat you!" Leo promised.

Lao an gasped: "Sir song, it's too late to listen to fate. Give us a good time. We don't want to be confused in the end. Let's die with dignity. If we have the next life, let's be brothers again."

There was silence.

There is nothing they can do about what has been sacrificed. What is alive in front of them, and there is nothing they can do about it, is their biggest pain point.

"Song muzhe, you think of a way, and then think of a way." Donald grabbed Leo's arm.

"Boss!"

"Sir song!"

They all looked at Leo, but they also knew that Leo was not omnipotent.

In this case, if there is a little way, his brothers will not fail to do their best.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a warm voice with an exotic accent burst in: "brother Leo."

Then, a young man with exquisite face appeared under the camera. He held a crystal pistol in one hand and a cage in the other hand. In the cage were two jumping mice.

"Wake up." Leo looks at the boy.

"Brother Leo, look." He put the cage on the table.

"These two mice have been injected with the same drugs as them, and now their cells are also growing, so they are so restless." Woke up and looked at the man locked on the wall.

He directly operated and transmitted the dynamic picture of mouse cells to the screen.

"Wake up, do you have a solution?" Leo looked at these and asked in a deep voice.

Waking up without speaking, he raised his hand, raised his gun and hit one of the mice.

Everyone held their breath and looked at everything in front of them.

The little white mouse twitched all over and stopped moving.

The mouse on the other side is so crazy. It squeaks and screams in general and hits the cage crazily. If it doesn't wake up and hold it firmly, I'm afraid it has been knocked over by it.

Suddenly, the little white mouse suddenly cut open his abdomen with his claws, and blood and internal organs flowed out.

"Ah!" Someone couldn't help crying out.

The internal organs of the white mouse have been swollen and deformed. It can be imagined that it is painful.

A small animal has to take the form of suicide to end its life. It can be imagined how painful it is.

The wake-up demonstration made everyone focus on the five people on the wall.

They trembled and saw everything that had just happened.

The little seven said painfully, "Sir, please give me a good time. I'm afraid I don't even have the will to commit suicide in the end."

Several people begged each other.

They all looked dignified and had a sharp pain in their hearts.

The waking finger operates on the computer, and then throws the dynamic diagram onto the screen.

"Please look here. This is the current cell condition of the mouse. " He pointed at the shot mouse with his finger.

"Isn't that dead?" Someone asked.

Wake up and shake his head: "my bullet is a kind of refrigerant, which was developed together with brother Han Ze. It was originally intended to be used to reduce human life when performing tasks, but yesterday I tried to freeze the mice and found that doing so can prevent their cell fission."

"Really?" Everyone couldn't help but look happy.

Woke up and nodded: "yes, you can see that the cells of this mouse are no longer fission." He pointed to the screen.

Leo nodded: "what's the problem?"

Wake up with a wry smile: "this can cure the symptoms but not the root cause. Refrigerant can make cells fission, but you see, mice can only be in a coma like this. I haven't been able to keep the mice awake while preventing cell fission. "

In other words, waking up means freezing people and saving their lives first.

There was silence.

Leo raised his head: "did everyone see it? Would you like to? "

Would you like to be this white mouse? That's what he wants to ask.