Darkness is Coming

  According to Wang Hai and Fatty's description, dozens of people beside the altar are the sacrifices of this holy sacrifice of the Evolutionary God Sect, and they will all die tragically in a short time.

   To save, or not to save?

   Up to now, very little information is known about the opponent's Awakened, nor does he know the specific number of the opponent's armed forces, and the troops of the 258th Brigade have not arrived yet. If you attack rashly at this time, once an accident occurs...

   "Dongsan called Dongyao, Dongyao, please instruct, Dongyao, please instruct! It's over." Wang Hai couldn't hold back anymore.

   Immediately after the second team came to ask for instructions, he turned his head and saw that Yu Qian and Fang Yu were also waiting for him to speak. Yang Xiaoqian felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

"Yang..." Fang Yu didn't know how to call Yang Xiaoqian, but for a second he avoided the title and said directly, "Let's take action, we will definitely be able to save those people! There is only one Awakened on the opposite side, and it has been exposed. Location, even if he can smash the monument with one punch, we have so many long-range means on our side, and we can definitely kill him by surprise."

   Yang Xiaoqian did not respond, Fang Yu thought too simply.

  Think of the missionary who was tortured for more than two hours and still refused to speak, and the fanatical believers.

  Mission is not a pyramid scheme. The spread of religion requires precipitation and time accumulation. Those believers are not fools. It is impossible to hear people say that cannibalism can evolve, and when they see a superpower showing great power, they immediately become loyal believers.

   It is only two or three weeks away from the outbreak of the disaster. Why does the Evolutionary Church gather so many fanatical believers?

  Is there really no other awakened people in the evolutionary religion? Even if not, would the Pope of God, who has built a church in a short period of time purely by his own means, really be a reckless man who walks to the front of the stage at will?

   "Dongsan called Dongyao, they are about to start! Dongyao, please instruct, Dongyao, please instruct!" Wang Hai was so anxious, his shouting became more and more intense.

"Let me go! I'll go alone, if there is an accident, you can retreat!" Fang Yu's tone was no longer as respectful and cautious as before. Yang Xiaoqian could see from his firm eyes that even if there was no affirmative reply, Fang Yu would Jade will also leave the team to save people.

   As long as Fang Yu left the team, Wang Hai and others would definitely not listen to the command and launch a surprise attack. After all, Yang Xiaoqian was only the captain who led the team temporarily, not their real commander.

  Once this happens, not to mention the chaos, the entire team will be seriously damaged, and it will be difficult to regain the prestige and command in the future, and it is impossible to keep Fang Yu as the right-hand man.

   It looks like there is no other option...

   "Yu Qian?" Seeing Yu Qian's sudden movement, Yang Xiaoqian couldn't help but speak up.

At this time, Yu Qian was already standing on the flying sword, and the chains on his forehead appeared, ready to take off at any time. Hearing Yang Xiaoqian calling his name, Yu Qian glared at Yang Xiaoqian impatiently and said, "I told you last time, you are this person. I always think too much, hesitant to do great things, what is there to think about, run over and kill them all, don’t you keep nagging about saving people? Why, you can’t save them now?”

  Yang Xiaoqian was silent, even Yu Qian, who didn't take other people's lives seriously before, seemed to rush out to save people, why was he afraid to move forward?

   Think for one more second, and maybe one more person will die. Since no matter how they choose, they will rush out, so why stop and delay the precious rescue opportunity?

   If there is an ambush, wouldn’t it be a mercenary to lose the commanding team to fight each other? It is better to order a decisive attack now.

  Perhaps, the opponent really has only one awakened person, so Wang Hai can kill him with a single shot? With a bit of luck, Yang Xiaoqian made a decision.

   "Listen to my orders!"

   "Wang Hai, destroy the cult pope wearing the white robe, and then snipe the opponent's commander in turn. If the location is exposed, don't hesitate to flee immediately!"

   "Team 2, shoot the grenade out, it doesn't matter if the range is not enough, just fire it, then set up the machine gun, drive the car towards the church gate, block the exit, and kill all those who escape without heeding the warning."

"Fang Yu, put on that missionary's robe, and Yu Qian will send you into the church, with the cover of night, and the second and third teams to attract attention. You won't get many people's attention when you sneak in. After entering, everything will be as I did before. Arrange to do."

   "Act now!"

   "Dongsan received, it's over."

   "The two holes are received, it's over."

  Fang Yu was excited, raised his hand and saluted Yang Xiaoqian in an unstandardized posture, then took off his jacket and put on the captive's robe, nodded to Qian to indicate that he was ready.

  Yu Qian raised both hands, Fang Yu, wearing a metal body armor, soared into the air and flew towards the church.

   Wang Hai took a steady breath and put his finger on the trigger. Although the line of sight is not good at night, it is not difficult for him to snipe an unsuspecting target standing on a high platform at this distance.

  Wang Hai's steel-like hands without any tremors controlled the gun body, the crosshair moved slightly, and finally the frame was frozen.

  Complex factors such as optical sight magnification, lens quality, temperature difference, light refraction, wind speed, humidity, respiration, front volume, etc. are entangled and entangled, and at the same time affect the final impact point of this gun.

  Wang Hai's brain is not a computer, and cannot include all variables in a short period of time to complete this delicate calculation.

   But he didn't need it either. The **** was stuck in the imprint of the right shoulder blade from countless shots, and it was extremely stable.

  This imprint is full of calluses, witnessing him going in and out of bullets hundreds of times in a war-torn region. This imprint is called the red flag without blood.

   This red flag is his confidence, and it is the proof that this gun will hit.

"boom"

   Gunshots.

  The bullet flew in the air, Wang Hai had already pointed the muzzle at the next target, without even a tenth of a second of hesitation. Because he didn't have to wait for the result, because the result was doomed when the gunshots rang out.

   Inside the church, on the altar.

   The young Pope in white robes was about to order the feast of massacres, filling the altar with the blood of the pagans, and the corner of his eye seemed to swipe a little light.

   This shouldn't be, how can there be light in tall buildings at night? Outside the church, who dares to light up this holy darkness?

  Be sure to send someone to arrest him, send someone...

  Who? The young Pope was puzzled: "Why are they looking at me like this? How dare these stupid and dirty **** look at me like this?"

   "It feels so strange, why am I so tired of thinking, why... why does it seem that I can only see the left side? Who is blocking my right eye?"

The sound of gunshots traveling at a speed of 340 meters per second only entered his ears at this time. The young Pope had no energy to distinguish the facts. The bullet passed through his right eye, penetrated half of his brain, and broke open in the back of his head. A terrifying big hole, red and white brain water spilled out.

   The figure of "Crash" in a white robe fell into the altar, dyeing the pool red.