24 hours to save the world

Ten minutes later.

The temporary captain of the black soldiers noticed the time, but Da Vinci did not appear.

"Time is up, execute tactics!"

What they didn't know was that after Zhu Shijiu disappeared into the atrium and turned the corner, he did not join the battlefield, but deliberately bypassed the atrium in another direction and stayed away from the battlefield in the atrium.

In the eyes of this group of black soldiers, the gunshots in the atrium represented everything. Perhaps the battlefield in the atrium was too intense, so that Lord Da Vinci could not get away. Next, it was their turn to play a role.

At the same time, Da Vinci in the atrium felt more and more that things were out of control.

It was fine that the three parties were fighting inexplicably, but he also sensed a circle of pheromones like mist lingering around the atrium at this time. At first glance, it would be mistaken for an illusion, but after careful perception, Da Vinci understood that the atrium was surrounded.

"What's going on? What are the black soldiers on the periphery doing? Or have they been wiped out?"

The first thing that Da Vinci thought of was that the black soldiers on the periphery were wiped out, so that the enemy actually invaded so close. He never thought that the black soldiers under his command were now surrounding the atrium.

Not only Da Vinci, but the black soldiers of the other two parties also noticed something unusual.

"The enemy surrounded the atrium!"

Although it was incredible, they couldn't help but suspect that the black soldiers on the periphery were all useless, but they did sense pheromones.

The reason for surrounding the atrium was already obvious. This "fake Da Vinci" failed to successfully confuse them, so he didn't pretend anymore and wanted to increase firepower to kill them.

But what surprised them was that there were so many enemies. On the one hand, they were able to fight with them under the leadership of the fake Da Vinci, and on the other hand, they were able to surround them. This number far exceeded their expectations.

On the battlefield with fierce gunfire, the flowers, plants and trees in the atrium were riddled with holes. The black soldiers in the three-way melee kept wandering around the field, and bullets flew densely in the air, leaving a strong and pungent smell of gunpowder. This smell of gunpowder interfered with the sense of smell of the black soldiers in battle to a certain extent, and even their pheromones were a little dull.

Outside the gunpowder, the encirclement of black soldiers brought by Zhu Shijiu appeared in silence.

Da Vinci dodged several bullets sideways. Although he was still unscathed, his figure looked very embarrassed. He took the time to look at the black soldiers who appeared from all directions, and then his mind paused for a moment.

Because these black soldiers were actually the other two teams he left on the periphery for alert! When he led the team to the atrium, he clearly asked the reconnaissance black soldiers to send a message to the two black soldier teams, asking them to shrink their alert to the atrium, but he did not let them get close to the atrium.

Da Vinci was increasingly confused about the situation, and shouted to the black soldiers who were surrounding the atrium: "Why are you here?!"

The temporary captain of the black soldiers was standing behind a tree on the west side. As soon as he arrived, he saw the melee on the scene, thinking that the situation was indeed as complicated as Lord Da Vinci said, because they couldn't tell who was the enemy and who was the friend for a while.

After hearing Da Vinci's call, the temporary captain also shouted: "Lord Da Vinci! We are here to support!"

Support? Who the hell asked you to support? !

This was obviously not the black soldiers' own initiative.

Da Vinci knew that without orders, the black soldiers would never approach the atrium and join the battlefield without authorization, so there are two possibilities now.

Either this group of black soldiers are also disguised by the enemy.

Or an enemy pretended to be him and gave the group of black soldiers the wrong order.

The hidden mobile forces in the melee saw that Da Vinci successfully connected with the black soldiers who surrounded them, and sneered in their hearts. It was indeed the case. These people were indeed enemies! They increased the output of pheromones. The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable to them. They wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

Now the three parties were fighting fiercely, and Da Vinci could not ask in detail.

Although there were two possibilities, it was very simple to crack them. He decisively shouted to the temporary captain of the black soldiers.

"Retreat!"

Da Vinci thought very simply.

If someone pretended to be him and gave the wrong order to the black soldiers, then as long as he gave them the correct order again, the black soldiers would not act rashly.

If the black soldiers were also enemies, they would naturally not withdraw easily. His order could verify their position.

But if possible, Da Vinci was more looking forward to the former.

Unfortunately, the current situation was exactly the opposite of what he expected.

The temporary captain of the black soldiers recalled the code that "Da Vinci" had agreed with them.

"When Lord Da Vinci said 'retreat', it meant not to give the enemy a chance to retreat."

He raised his hand and waved a gesture.

The black soldiers did not evacuate immediately. Instead, they surrounded the circle more tightly, and the pheromones emitted became more and more intense.

Seeing this, Da Vinci's heart sank slightly.

"Sure enough, are these also enemies?"

But why are they still waiting and watching? Do they want to wait for the three-way melee to end and reap the benefits?

While Da Vinci was thinking, he heard the temporary captain of the black soldiers shouting in the hail of bullets: "Lord Da Vinci, what should we do now?"

Da Vinci was too lazy to pay attention to this group of enemies pretending to be black soldiers. From their disobedience, he knew that these enemies were not the black soldiers under his command. What's the point of continuing to talk to them now?

But... should we try again?

After Da Vinci hesitated, he decided to give them another chance and shouted to the temporary captain: "Don't shoot!"

"Don't shoot? Don't shoot means everyone should shoot!"

This time, there was no need for instructions from the temporary captain of the black soldiers. They all raised their firearms directly, without even thinking, and poured bullets directly on the battlefield!

"Fuck!" Da Vinci felt that he was a fool for going against reason and believing in that tiny possibility.

The scene became more and more chaotic. The surrounding black soldiers opened fire. The besieged black soldiers naturally wanted to fight back, and the firepower on the field became more and more fierce.

The three-party melee turned into a four-party melee. However, no one expected that there was actually one party that did not take action.

That was the covert mobile force that met the adjutant at the beginning. They went from sitting back and watching the adjutant get shot and passing in front of them without paying attention, to eventually developing into a melee from all sides. They couldn't understand why it turned out like this.

They couldn't tell who was the real enemy on the field, because in their perception, everyone's pheromones looked like real black soldiers, and they couldn't identify them at all.

"No, if this continues, the war will spread to the rear."

The captain of the covert mobile unit summoned a black soldier and ordered.

"Report the current situation to Commander Xu and ask for further instructions!"

"yes!"

The black soldiers set off quickly.

This was originally the atrium, which was very close to the underground command room. It didn't even take a minute to reach it at full speed.

However, what the captain of the concealed mobile unit did not expect was that soon the black soldiers came back, bringing with them some news that was unknown whether it was good or bad.

——"Commander Xu is missing!"