Chapter 276： Stevenson and Faraday

The young female liaison officer was frightened. She stood up from her seat with a "jerk", and stepped back. She didn't want her feet to be unstable, a stagger almost fell, and anxiously, she grabbed her right hand and broke it on the edge of the next console.

A white and pink lotus root arm, slender fingers, a perfect arm.

It was such an exquisitely crafted arm. In the next second, it suddenly exploded, blood flew across, the bones burst, the green lotus root arm was stained red, and the elbow was completely broken in two, leaving only a few meridians. Still stuck in one place.

Blood rushed out of the large and small arteries, and the sprayed console display was blood red, and the staff behind them were all frightened, letting the blood splashing around spread layer after layer on their faces.

The blood soaked the female liaison officer's snow-white shirt and dyed her hip skirt red. Plasma dripped down the black stockings, silently forming a pool of blood on the ground.

"Ah...ah...huh..." The female liaison officer's screaming screams gradually lowered, her **** right arm convulsed, her pupils slowly widened, and the blood vessels surrounding the bones on the elbow cross-sections were not matched The smell of blood gushing out.

Some female workers next to them were covering their mouths desperately to prevent themselves from screaming. The men were also pale and afraid to look directly. They are soldiers, but they deal with some civilian affairs daily. They haven't been on the frontline battlefield, and the dead are only seen on the TV screen.

No one thought that he would suddenly launch a disaster, a shot that exploded the female liaison officer's arm, everyone was in the same boat, and the enemy was outside. A sentence of "don't know" actually ended up like this, and Stevenson was simply frantic in doing so.

Demon, demon. He is a murderous demon!

Obviously, Stevenson didn't think so. He squatted down, ignoring blood stains, and grabbed the half-cut arm that was conditioned to convulse with his five fingers slowly tightening. Forcefully tear off the muscle tissue that is attached to the upper arm.

He raised his hand and looked at the light carefully, then he smiled, smiling seriously, as serious as a violent bloodthirsty demon.

He put his bloodied severed arm close to his cheek, his nose twitched, he smelled it carefully, and then he showed a creepy smile. then. Sticking out his tongue with enjoyment, he licked from the mouth of the broken arm to the upper section.

"Tsk, tusk, very good taste." I can see that Stevenson is very satisfied, satisfied that his one eye shot a coquettish blood red: "This is definitely a flawless collection! Hahaha Haha"

Stevenson raised his severed arm and laughed wildly. The blood of the female liaison officer slowly dripped down the corner of his mouth...

Stevenson believed in a word. "Human hair and skin are affected by parents." Since childhood. Don't talk about injury, even if he gets up to find a lost hair, every time he shaves his head and every time he shaves his beard, he will be sad for a long time, and then pray for forgiveness from Heavenly Father.

He loves himself so much. He feels that completeness is a kind of beauty, and incompleteness is the most unforgivable thing in the world. Those who admire incomplete beauty should go to hell.

But it is a pity that his unswervingly perfect idea was trampled, ravaged, and tortured by the war to nothing. He lost an eye. One arm was broken, and even the ball below was blown up.

Stevenson's outlook on life completely collapsed, but fortunately, God looked down upon him, he quickly walked out of the shadows and rebuilt a very interesting outlook on life.

Stevenson put an attribute tag on himself, Philately!

He started collecting broken arms frantically, collecting eyeballs, and even those **** cock. In the beginning, his prey was Charles Union soldiers. Whenever he captured an enemy, he would cut off their hands, cut out their eyes, and cut off their **** in a self-righteous way. What he did scared his teammates, everyone began to alienate him, and secretly gave him a nickname-"Human Demon".

Stevenson didn't care about it, and the military leaders were also happy to see such a lunatic, which made the guys in Charles frightened.

In this way, Stevenson lived his own way, like a cockroach, stubbornly and happily, with his interests.

In eight years, his comrades changed crop after crop, and the troops they belonged to were disabled one after another. However, God seemed to feel guilty for him. He managed to survive and was recruited into the criminal army.

Then, his taste was sublimated, and he was no longer stuck with the rough men of the Charles Federation, he fell in love with women! Of course, this love is not love, they have cleaner, more delicate arms, and gentle, seductive eyes, the only regret is that their **** are too big to meet his aesthetic standards.

Just like now, he examines the broken arm in his hand, the more he looks, the more satisfied, the more he looks, the more he appreciates. Rinse it dry and soak it with a formalin solution, this will undoubtedly be a magnificent treasure.

"Shit." At this moment, the security door opened to both sides, and an old man in a white coat and a black-framed myopia on the bridge of his nose stepped in first. Behind him were two soldiers wearing "Earth Knight" power armor. Unlike the general "Earth Knight", there were a lot of black jelly fibers in the joints of the armor, and the helmet was slightly changed, with two sideburns protruding similarly. The structure of the horns is supposed to be a special type of radar antenna.

In addition to the standard -505 saber assault rifle, they also carry a long sword behind them.

"Stevenson, what's the matter? I seem to hear a gunshot." The old man asked in a deep voice as he entered the door.

"Nothing." Stevenson replied casually, turning his head and throwing the half of his arm into the hand of a man next to him: "Go and wash it for me."

The man was holding the **** stump, his legs trembling, but he didn't dare to throw it, he could only suppress the turbulent stomach qi, and slammed out the door holding the **** stump.

At this time, the old man also found the female liaison officer who had suffered severe blood loss on the ground and was in shock. She couldn't help frowning, and then waved to the two behind him.

A soldier walked over quickly, picked up the female liaison officer's right ankle, and then dragged out the door.

The female liaison officer’s long hair spread out on the ground, sliding all the way, sweeping a long blood trail behind her head.

"Brother of Blood Wolf, thank you, she gave it to you. If you like any part of her, just do it." Stevenson took a wet wipe, wiped the blood on his hand, and said casually.

The soldier did not answer, but the old man glanced at him a little annoyed: "Stevenson, when is this. You still want to play with women? The enemy is still outside, and now it's time to hire people."

"Professor Faraday, why are you so angry? If you want to find liaisons, there are many." Stevenson smiled indifferently, turned his head, and designated the monitor array responsible for analyzing and processing image data. An Indian female worker: "You, come here."

Indian woman listened. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, he looked around with help-seeking eyes, and all the people next to him turned their faces away. Considering Stevenson's temperament, she had to bite the bullet and step forward.

"Will it work?" Stevenson pointed to the communication console.

"Yes...Yes!" the woman stammered.

"Very good." Stevenson nodded. "Help me get Dunbar Taylor."

"Yes." The Indian woman sat down tremblingly, fiddling with the communication console with her fingers and fingers.

"Bah... Bah..." The central screen was white, not to mention the human figure, there was no sound.

"Huh?" Stevenson's eyes widened, and a fierce light flashed in his pupils. The woman was terrified. The voice was crying: "No... don't care about me, it's really not me..."

"It doesn't matter to you?" Stevenson was fierce.

"Sir... sir." Just then. A man's voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

Stevenson swept his eyes and saw a fair-skinned Asian man pointing to a monitor and saying, "You...look."

It was a monitor used to receive the image information collected by the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft. The smoke billowed in the picture, and it was blurred that a huge pustular sarcoma was entangled on the satellite antenna, enclosing the huge microwave receiver. , And twisted tighter.

"Damn it. What the **** is that?" Don't think about it, it must be the thing that destroyed the communication facilities.

Steven frowned and said nothing, but the old man behind him changed his expression, and a suspicious flash flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft's lens turned. The monitor screen turned to the main entrance of the main building in the center of the park. A guy who looked like an enemy leader stood behind. In front of them were three double-sword warriors who were half taller than ordinary people in golden armors. With the energy sword on the arm, the tofu is cut with a knife to cut the explosion-proof gate more than 5 meters high into ruins.

Next, the operator wanted to direct the drone to fly into the point. He didn't want the leader to be aware of something. He didn't turn his head back, and just shot. An electric light flashed, the monitor went on and off twice, and then there was no signal.

"What about those security guards? What about self-defense turrets? What about defense robots?" It was Faraday who was talking, and at this moment, his face had become scorched.

"They... they are all dead... dead." It was the operator who was in charge of the intelligence sorting work.

The communication function is paralyzed, the building is surrounded, and the external defense forces are completely destroyed. The situation is extremely bad.

"Roger idiot, Dunbar's useless thing, how did they manage Rector?" Faraday cursed, although after seeing the enemy's terrorist power, he knew very well in his heart that the government army's wine and rice bags In front of these people was a group of broilers stripped of their feathers, but he still couldn't help being furious.

Once the research institute loses, the more than one year of hard work will not be in vain. Those precious research materials cannot be bought by money. If the thirteenth prince knew about this, he would definitely be furious. Even if it was him, the hot red man in front of the prince, he could not eat it.

"Professor, how is the data collection going?" Stevenson asked.

"It should be almost the same in another 20 minutes."

"I can't compare it to this. After they enter the door, they will definitely put the main attack direction in area A. The internal environment of the building is definitely not suitable for large-scale vehicle operations. They can only rely on individual soldiers. At that time, I will lead a few blood. The brothers of the wolf department and a large number of security team members set up tight sniper nets in several key areas. After the professor got the data copy, he could go directly from the top rooftop and take a transport helicopter. From the moment, the enemy only has ground units, presumably air passages. very safe."

"how about you?"

"Me? The thirteenth prince gave me the order to protect you and the safety of those data. The others are beyond my consideration." Stevenson replied lightly, as if his own life was insignificant.

"What a lunatic," Faraday murmured, without saying much. Pat Stevenson on the shoulder: "I hope you can survive." After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

Stevenson opened his mouth wide, hehe sneered a few times: "God, since he let me live until now, he will definitely continue to let me live. Without me, the old guy would have a lot of fun."

Throwing down this sentence very narcissistically. Stevenson moved his mechanical right arm and rushed to the two blood wolf soldiers who were on standby at the door and said: "Call the other brothers and follow me."

It wasn't until Stevenson and the two blood wolf warriors walked out of the room that even the footsteps became inaudible, and everyone in the hall took a sigh of relief and collapsed on their seats.

That frantic guy is simply not a human being, he is just a beast!

...

After the explosion-proof gate was destroyed, as soon as he entered the front hall, Tang Fang and the others were greeted by the four Green Cannons hanging from the ceiling of the room.

Without waiting for his instructions. The three zealots approached the shooting point in one charge, their right foot dropped a little, and their bodies leaped high. With a psionic blade in their hands, they easily chopped the three Grim cannons into two. As for the remaining one, it was exploded by a precise blow before it was shot.

Unlike the ordinary research institute, there is no building navigation map in the entire front hall. No robots were received either, only an empty front hall and two corridors on the left and right.

"Aros. You and Bai Hao go to the left, and I go to the right with Grant."

After giving orders, the two led 8 fanatics, 12 machine gunners, and 2 sent forward along the corridor.

Enter the corridor on the right and just walked ten meters ahead. Suddenly a silhouette flashed at the corner of the end, and three soldiers dressed in "Earth Knights" flashed out quickly, Ulikmi's shields on both sides were erected to the ground, and the other person picked up a double-fired rp and pulled the trigger suddenly.

"Swish. Swish." Two specially made small cloud burst bombs whizzed. Because the corridors are narrow, there is nowhere to hide, and they are faced with powerful bombs such as Yunbang Bombs. If they are replaced by ordinary people, I am afraid that they will have to resign themselves.

It is true that the security guards acted quickly and responded promptly, but unfortunately, they chose the wrong target.

Tang Fang didn't even stop, and the eight zealots next to him gathered together to form a wall of people. No, it was a wall of star spirits.

Two cloud explosive bombs literally hit the zealot’s plasma shield. The cloud explosive agent was thrown into the air, mixed with the surrounding air, and exploded violently. The fire was like a surge, and the shock wave of high temperature and high pressure swept all around instantly. The detonation waves reflected and superimposed on the surrounding walls, and doors, windows, lamps, and even the walls were destroyed in a mess.

The gunpowder is full of smoke, the fire is raging...

The burning lasted for about ten seconds. Slowly, the flames receded, and the thick smoke slowly dissipated. The three security soldiers exposed their heads from behind the shields and looked forward with their eyes wide open.

"How? Did you kill it?"

"The cloud burst bomb, that's the cloud burst bomb, how could it be okay, it might have been shocked if it didn't explode."

"Do you want two more shots? Be careful to sail the Wannian Ship."

When the three people were talking, thick smoke swept, facing the terrifying gazes of the three people, the golden color grew from small to big, and eight fanatics stepped out of the smoke.

"How is it possible!" The three of them opened their mouths wide, and the guy with the double-shot rp on them was about to fill the bullets again. He didn't want the two enthusiasts in the front to open their eyes, burst out four rays of light, and the body suddenly shot out, turning into a blue The Phantom of Color drew close to the tower shield, and with one stroke of his right arm, Ulikmi's shield instantly broke into two pieces.

The artillery's hand dropped, and his right half of his body gradually fell down. There was no pain, no discomfort, only endless fear. He watched the heads of the two companions roll down, and the blood rushed to the ceiling like a fountain. He stained the silver wall with blood red.

Then, he saw half of his shoulders, half of his body, half of bones, and bloody, pungent, stench, and internal organs flowing out of the body. "Boom." There was a muffled noise when the power armor hit the ground.

After solving 3 soldiers, 3 zealots opened the way, and continued to move forward, by the way, sweeping away the eyesless guys halfway, as for Tang Fang, he was attracted by the scene around him.

When the cloud bomb exploded, it blasted the security door of a room next to it. Inside was a room similar to an inspection room the lights were on, the computer was on, and there was a mark in the corner of the console. Cup, the heat is still floating outside. It can be seen that the staff has not left long.

Of course, the layout of the room is not the point, the point is a picture on the computer screen. It was a very strange net-like structure, which reminded him of the a structure picture that the queen gave back after examining Tang Lin's body, which was 80% identical to the picture before him.

Is it possible that the so-called classified mission is simply nonsense? Tang Lin was sent here to assist the government in experimenting? Experiment with human body? Still a healthy living person!

With a "hum" in Tang Fang's brain, an unstoppable anger surged in his chest. Damn military school! Damn research institute! Damn the Crotan government! Damn empire!

"Tang Fang, we found something here, I think you should come and take a look." Just at this moment, Aros' voice came from the communicator.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger. Just as he was about to connect the field of vision of the combat units around Aros, he suddenly found that the machine gunners and fanatics were sent by the veterans to explore the way ahead. Considering Aros' temperament and character, it must have found something important, otherwise, he would never let him go there in person. (To be continued...)