Chapter 275： Northern Suburb Research Institute

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(Since everyone feels uncomfortable to disassemble, the next two chapters will be published in one chapter.)

God, far less generous than the devil!

Hercules never regretted those who died under his hands. Many times, he would lament that he was born at an untimely time. If he was born in the era of the collapse of the federal government, perhaps he would be like Maxwell Stewart, the founding emperor of the Empire. , Established a world-renowned cause, and built a dynasty that belongs only to him. Here, he can do whatever he wants, men are his coolies, women are his **** slaves, this country has only one brain and one thought, and the common people only need to listen to his voice.

Hercules stubbornly believes that he is a hero, starting from scratch and becoming the boss of the "Golden Fleece", he is cruel, ruthless, firm and decisive, and politically savvy. He is higher than any nobleman, but The latter is standing on the shoulders of his ancestors, and his innate starting point is higher than him.

Since he is a hero, he can't be as mediocre as the ordinary person, greedy for life and fear of death, he thought about the way of death that kěnéng encountered, committing suicide by drinking bullets, being shot, being poisoned, being in a car accident... all of these, but none I thought of the scene in front of me, when I was shot in the head of the person under him, and then naked, like a dog, he was carried to the main road and bite a bit of dirt.

This kind of thing that he only did to others happened to him today...

He looked at the four people in front of him, staring at them, anger was surging in his chest, resentment piled up in his eyes.

"Who are we?" Tang Fang repeated, and then sneered: "Your old friend!"

Old friend? Hercules is not stupid, the true meaning of ào, an old friend, but think about the enemies he has encountered in his life. Based on their ability, they don't have such strength at all.

One will be worth a million soldiers. It was just too appropriate for the devil behind them. With such skill, it couldn't be easier to take the top of the enemy and captives out of thousands of troops.

"Who are you anyway?" Hercules asked again.

Tang Fang sighed and stretched out his hand to lift the mask.

When Mr. Ge Shi Xiaoxiong saw the face inside the helmet, gradually, a touch of surprise appeared on his face: "You? It's you? It turned out to be you!" He remembered. The boy in front of him was not the one who made a lot of trouble a few days ago, and knocked all his bodyguards, including the boxers led by Sherwood and Anthony to the ground, and made him lose face.

"Recognized? Mr. Hercules." Tang Fang looked at him up and down a few times: "Sorry, the subordinates are too rude. You shouldn't interrupt you when you are not enjoying yourself. It is really impolite to do so. "

For his joke, Hercules felt a chill in his heart. He has been in the underworld for so many years, what kind of person has he never seen? What kind of scene did not pass? Today is today. He clearly felt that the Asian boy's eyes were a little bit more than when he first met.

That is an undisguised killing intent!

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm looking for you." After speaking, Tang Fang took out a pda from the Chariot of Fire and handed it to Hercules' face: "I ask you, where did you pick up the wounded on the helicopter?" "

Taking a closer look at the screenshot on the pda, Hercules was taken aback, then his eyes rolled: "I picked it up at the airport terminal. It is said to be a cadet who has withdrawn from it."

Tang Fang sneered again and again: "Airport Terminal? Hercules. Are you a liar."

"I didn't lie to you." Hercules quibbleed himself.

"Huh, if that's the case. Need you to pick it up?" Tang Fang kicked his **** and started a shot, "Bang", the bullet exploded beside him.

Seeing this scene, Hercules calmed down and stood up swayingly. Looking at Tang Fang calmly: "I ào you want to kill me, if I say it, I will die faster. Do you think I'll be so stupid to tell you that?"

Angrily, he walked out from behind Tang Fang and kicked him in the bend of his leg. The underworld boss just stood up. Kicked to the ground again.

"Who asked you to get up." While speaking, Bai Hao's gun was already on Hercules' forehead.

"Huh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. As a hero, knowing that there is no way to survive, it is better to be impassioned than to hush.

"You!" Bai Hao pushed the gun forward, but didn't dare to actually shoot.

"Hercules, are you really thinking that I can't help you?" Tang Fang pulled away Bai Hao's gun and snapped his fingers lightly.

A low growl came from behind Meng Listening, a hideous beast suddenly arrived, and immediately threw Hercules, who had just straightened up, to the ground.

The smelly breath was pervasive, and the ticking mucus dripped down the jagged canine teeth and landed on Hercules' face.

"Wh...what?" Hercules felt her scalp numb, and her body shivered with fright. It was the first time that Bai Hao saw a puppy next to him, and quickly raised his c14 piercing hand.

"Relax, relax." But he grasped the gun body and slowly pressed it down.

Bai Hao looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the puppy that fell on Hercules, a trace of comprehension came to his mind, and then relaxed, turning his head to look at Tang Fang and adding another shock to his eyes.

"His..." The puppy neighed, shaking his ribs, and leaning in front of Hercules, sticking out his tongue and licking his fat face.

Hercules was pale, his teeth fighting straight. If the opponent is a human, no matter how threatened, he won't pry open his mouth. However, facing this unknown and ugly creature in front of him, there was only one feeling in his heart, fear!

"Can you tell me?" Tang Fang asked. "I can tell you very responsibly that it has accumulated a lot of experience on how to shred the human body without letting the prey die prematurely."

"I... I said." Hercules finally compromised. Quick death and alive plucking are definitely two concepts. He is not unfamiliar with the latter, because he has done this kind of thing and is still enjoying it! Of course, he never thought that one day he would face such torture.

"Very good." Tang Fang nodded: "Let's talk, where did the people pick them up?"

"A medical and health center."

"Medical and health center? Is it a military facility?"

"I don't know this, but the medical institution is closely related to Hausman Nelson."

"Hausman Nelson? The Minister of Health?"

"Yes, it's him. I work for him."

"Where is the medical and health center?"

"The northern outskirts of Wendenbat."

"Lead the way ahead."

After speaking, Tang Fang turned his head and winked at Aros: "Take him into the car."

Aros took the command. With a hand and a cat waist, he directly lifted the pig-like fat Hercules, stuffed it into the back seat of the Chariot of Fire, and started the engine.

Tang Fang winked at Grant and Bai Hao. Go straight into the back car.

Grant and Bai Hao shared the last car, seeing the half-and-half look at the steering column of the unusual car with an enviable expression. Unconsciously smiled slightly: "Want to try?"

Try? What if you turn the ditch? Isn't that shameful? Not try? I was a little unwilling. There is no man who doesn’t love cars, let alone a super-high-speed land tank like Fire. Listening to the low and powerful roar of the engine, watching it chase the wind and power on the highway like a silver wolf, galloping horizontally and horizontally. That feeling will definitely burst.

Bai Hao hesitated again and again, and Grant said "cut". With a kick to the end, the car followed Tang Fang.

As soon as the Chariot of Fire got on the road, Bai Hao regretted it, how good he promised...

...

The northern suburbs that Hercules calls are actually on the edge of the city. Unlike ordinary medical and health centers, there are three-person-high wire nets erected around the building area, with barbs and barbs on it, which is chilly and intimidating.

The total area of ​​the park is about 1 square kilometer. There is a security post at the main entrance, although the security guards only carry electric batons. However, from their sizes, expressions, and gazes, it is obvious that this group of people is by no means comparable to the trash fishes that rely on relationships and money at the door of ordinary medical institutions.

If you put it in the past, Tang Fang might think that this is a mental hospital, which is for some violent neuroses. but. At this moment, he didn't think so.

Aros' car stopped, Hercules stretched out his hand out of the window, gestured to a few security guards, and went on. The roadblocks slowly fell, and three ferocious fires rushed in.

The buildings in the entire park are very new, mostly low dome-shaped structures. The main facilities are at different heights and densely packed in one place. From a distance, they look like a cluster of silver-white clusters reflecting the brilliance.

There are not many vehicles in the park. They are parked in twos and threes in the parking lot in front of the building. A little further away is the helicopter landing pad. Outside is a buffer zone, separated from the iron wire net by a forest.

Only three cars stopped, and eight strong men walked out of the two-story building closest to the parking lot. Unlike the security guards in front of the door, they were all armed with live ammunition and one piece of military equipment.

"Hercules, why are you here? The professor said, it's okay not to let you hang out here." Before a few people got off the car, one of the eight people said with a displeased face.

At this moment, the hatch of the Chariot of Fire opened upward, and Aros, Hercules, Tang Fang, and Grant entered their field of vision at the same time.

When the security guard glanced at Hercules, who was naked in the rear compartment and bruised, as if he had been raped on the bed and beaten like a pig, his face suddenly changed.

"The enemy..." He wanted to say the enemy attack, but in the middle of the sentence, Aros shot through the head. The 7 people behind didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly touched the m505 saber slung on their chest.

They are all guys who have been soldiers and have been on the battlefield. Sudu is naturally not slow. However, compared with Bai Hao and compared with Aros, they are far behind.

"Boom, boom, boom." With three low gunshots, the three security guards in the middle fell at the sound, all of them were shot to the head, and even the wounds were carved out like a mold.

On the other side, Bai Hao shot and killed a security guard, just about to perform well, and turned his head, the metal nail shot by Aros's Gauss rifle hit the heart of the last security guard very accurately.

With the same reaction time, 3 people were killed, Aros killed 3 people, and he killed 1 person.

Such a record made Bai Hao very disappointed. He wanted to be in the Lanna Military Academy. His quick reaction and shooting ability were among the best in the team. However, he never expected that he was a big difference compared to those two guys. cut.

".... A chance to shoot a shot from Aros is barely a pass." Grant walked out from behind, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile.

This was clearly a comforting word, but hearing Bai Hao's ear was tantamount to a blow.

The battle is from beginning to end. The whole process took less than 5 seconds. When the last security guard collapsed to the ground, Tang Fang walked out of the car, along with 100 machine gunmen, plus 20 looters, 20 vehicles, and 20 fire chariots. 24 fanatics, and 4 others.

When Bai Hao reacted. These combat units have circled around the central construction area.

"Where did these guys come from..."

"Who is it." Grant shrugged and replied lightly.

Naturally, Tang Fang would not explain to him more. He greeted a few people and walked towards the front door.

At this time, the harsh siren had sounded, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building rose up with armor plates to seal the main building, and the door was locked. The heavy gate fell and the metal piles rose. The front cover bounced open, and a faint barrel protruded from the aperture.

The lawn on the buffer zone splits, the steel gate slides to one side, and the elevator pushes out rows of defense robots.

Tang Fang raised his head and glanced at the monitoring probe on a light pole not far away. He shot it and exploded it, paralyzing the monitoring equipment in the park. Then issued an attack command to the combat unit.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The plasma ball exploded in the defense robot group, and the high-temperature plasma splashing around eroded through one defense robot after another.

There are also those piles of machine guns, which have not yet been fired. The heads were cut off by the enthusiasts, and they became steel mallets with electric sparks and gun smoke.

Nearly a hundred security guards rushed out of the four small buildings on both sides of the main building of the park. In addition to the m505 saber, all kinds of grenades, rpg and other standard equipment, all dressed in " K101 "landslide", such a heavy sniper rifle.

Ulikmi’s shields are spliced ​​together, and heavy machine guns and snipers are placed between the pores to form a steel armor position.

There is no doubt that this is a well-trained and highly resilient security team. Such a defensive force is comparable to a frontline stronghold on the battlefield. If it is fighting against Charles Union soldiers, it may be a well-balanced war of attrition, but Unfortunately, they chose the wrong opponent.

Ulikmi’s shield is very defensive. Small and medium guns below 12.7mm can hardly penetrate the shield, but for the c14 piercer, it’s like piercing a window paper, which is effortless.

"Chih, chick, chick..." The metal nails pierced rows and rows of small holes on the shield, and the security personnel behind them swept all over like cutting wheat. Several snipers wanted to fight back, but they were bombarded with smoke and **** bodies by the judge's grenade.

Of course, the four were not idle either. They wandered around the battlefield, picking out the trouble of those snipers who were hiding in high places and wishing to kill the enemy leader with a single shot.

Often those bugs just show their heads, even before the enemy is locked, they get their heads blown by a shot, leaning against the wall, and using their blood to embellish the silver-white buildings with crimson.

After all, this is not a frontline fortress, nor a military base. Even the Lanna Military Academy can't stop Tang Fang's footsteps, let alone a medical park.

Only a few minutes before and after, the defense robots and those machine gun piles that were ready to pinch Tang Fang and others were harvested, leaving only some diehards hiding in the building who could not stand by relying on the advantage of the terrain.

The zealots and 5 have been dispatched in batches. I believe it will not be long before the security forces of the entire park will be wiped out.

At the same time, in a tightly guarded lobby in the main building complex in the center of the park, a white man in his 30s stood under the monitor array with the "no signal" label flashing. A scar on his closed right eye ran up and down. , Stretches to the corners of the mouth, adding a bit of ferociousness to this brutal face.

"Damn it! Dunbar? Didn't that guy Taylor say that these people went to the Lanna Military Academy to the north? Why did they suddenly appear here?"

Dunbar Taylor in his words was the supreme officer of the capital military district west of Wendenbat and the Brigadier General of the Monya Empire.

As a security captain, an imperial soldier, it is a kind of disrespect to call the officer this way. If he is placed in a public place, such a crime is enough to send him to the gallows.

However, all the staff present remained silent, and some timid people were even more stubborn and did not even dare to lift their heads.

"Say, why are you all dumb?" The man's voice echoed throughout the hall.

No one spoke The scene was deadly silent. The female liaison officer Debbie glanced at his back quietly, a trace of fear flashed across her face.

Stevenson Campbell, an iron-blooded soldier, a valiant soldier. If it was just such a title, everyone in the oppressive hall wouldn't even dare to take a breath. He has another identity, the most notorious criminal army in the empire, a major officer in the "Lone Wolf" department. In front of a servant, especially an angry servant, who dares to speak and which dare to speak?

"Boom." Stevenson slammed a punch on the table, his voice was extremely loud, and several nearby women trembled. Perhaps due to the shock, Stevenson's sleeves turned back, revealing a gray-black line, shimmering in metallic color under the light of the lamp. Unexpectedly, it was a robotic arm.

The female liaison officer glanced at him secretly again, but this time she flashed a bit slower and was caught by Stevenson.

"You... why is this for you?"

The female liaison officer squatted: "No...no."

"No?" Stevenson hurried closer: "You said no?" (To be continued...)