Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

Chu Zihang put down his lunch box and tried his best to create a quiet environment for Caesar.

As Caesar's competitor, Chu Zihang knew very well how sensitive and powerful the opponent's hearing was.

It is probably from the hidden changes brought by the spirit of words to the body's senses.

"Yes, there is indeed something..."

"There are five of them, they are very small, holding something in their hands, crawling at a very fast speed..."

"The sound of metal clashing...those things had knives in their hands!"

"They're climbing up... to the twelfth floor!"

Caesar's expression changed with shock, and he immediately pressed the headset to notify the combat center:

"Operation Center! I heard something! Something climbed to the twelfth floor!"

"Recall all the surveillance footage on the twelfth floor immediately!"

"The commissioners on the twelfth floor are ready for battle, and the commissioners on the eleventh floor are going to support and guard all the stairwells!"

"Commissioners on the remaining floors slowly move closer to the upper floors. Don't cause too much panic. Prepare evacuation work at any time!"

After receiving Caesar's report, Li Jianxing immediately made personnel adjustments without hesitation.

The commissioners acted nervously, and the nurses, cleaners, and patients all quietly left their posts during the seemingly peaceful dinner time.

Ward 1309.

"I feel a little uncomfortable...I seem to have eaten too much."

Jiang Xiaoxue rubbed her belly and smiled sheepishly.

"Well, let's take a rest."

Lu Mingfei said softly.

He could keenly hear the footsteps coming from downstairs, and he was alert and ready to draw a knife at any time.

“I feel like I haven’t eaten something so delicious in a long time.”

Jiang Xiaoxue was lying on the bed, staring at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, and said leisurely.

"Um."

Lu Mingfei was absent-minded.

After dinner, he asked the college commissioner disguised as a nurse on the thirteenth floor to immediately arrange for someone to send the pregnant woman out.

But for now, it doesn't seem to be going very well.

"Actually, I'm lucky. When I came to the Pacific Ocean, although I didn't find a good job, I at least found a good husband."

"You can apply for a U.S. registered permanent residence when your child lands... By the way, Xiaolu, you're here to go to college, right?"

Jiang Xiaoxue chatted with Lu Mingfei again, and there were thin beads of sweat on her smooth forehead.

"Well, University of Chicago."

"I've heard about this university... It's amazing that you were admitted to such a prestigious university at such a young age."

"Have a good rest for a few days, don't always think about what you have and don't have, study hard... There seems to be some kind of talent subsidy here in Chicago, and outstanding foreign students can directly get green cards..."

"A lot of people come here now to have children, aren't they all trying to get a U.S. registered permanent residence..."

On the twelfth floor, the commissioners who were ready for battle could not find anything unusual after waiting for nearly ten minutes.

"No unusual suspicious circumstances were found."

In the monitoring center, several monitoring specialists quickly switched back and forth among various monitoring images, trying to find anything suspicious.

But found nothing.

"Is Commissioner Caesar's intelligence wrong?"

Someone questioned softly.

"No, I have read his information and I trust his hearing."

Li Jianxing said in a deep voice:

"Those things that Commissioner Caesar heard may be hiding in some corner of the twelfth floor."

"Then what should we do... take the initiative? We have to try to avoid casualties among ordinary people."

a specialist asked.

"Notify the logistics team leader to initiate evacuation plan B."

Li Jianxing ordered.

"The S-class is urging the pregnant woman in his room to be removed immediately."

A specialist reports.

"I understand. Now I'll arrange for someone to go up and evacuate her with her."

About ten minutes later, a truck drove up to the downstairs of the inpatient department.

The carriage opened, and more than a dozen staff members in black rushed over and quickly unloaded batch after batch of supplies from the car:

From baby products such as MeadJohnson milk powder and Pampers diapers to high-end female cosmetics such as Chanel lipstick and Lancôme perfume, they have everything.

Then they quickly set up their positions, held loudspeakers and shouted like hawkers:

"Free delivery! Free delivery! Great benefit for Maria of the Sacred Heart during hospitalization!"

"Don't miss out on the beauties and mothers upstairs, brand-name milk powder and diapers are given away for free!"

"There are also Chanel's latest lipsticks in various colors and sizes. Each person can receive a box for free!"

…

Such movement naturally attracted the attention of the female patients in the inpatient department.

They looked curiously at the truck filled with various items downstairs outside the window, and finally, tempted by the "free brand name", they went downstairs one after another.

Even many expectant mothers with bulging bellies are preparing to receive some free milk powder and diapers with the support of their family members or caregivers.

The building of the inpatient department suddenly became much emptier.

Without the influence of a lot of noisy sounds, Caesar's hearing for catching unusual movements became clearer and sharper.

He walked softly in the silent corridors on the twelfth floor, searching for traces of the things he had heard before.

Chu Zihang followed him, grabbing the black-handled mop and waiting for him.

Suddenly, Caesar stopped.

His dark blue eyes glanced at the ward on the left.

The number on the room door number is 1208.

"Operation center...this is Caesar Gattuso. We may have discovered the enemy."

He pressed the headset and lowered his voice to the lowest level.

"Received, movement control allowed, use of live ammunition permitted."

Li Jianxing's instructions came back from the headset.

"clear."

Caesar whispered back, and two silver Desert Eagle pistols appeared in his hands.

The one on the left is loaded with the academy's special Frigga bullet, a non-lethal bullet that vaporizes and is filled with anesthetic after hitting the target;

The one on the right is loaded with .50 Action Express bullets, 12.7 mm large-caliber bullets. The strong body of a non-hybrid species cannot hold down this "wrist dislocator" at all.

Chu Zihang tore off the disguise on the mop, revealing the dark scabbard of "Murasame".

The two looked at each other and gently opened the door of 1208.

There was no one in the ward, the bedding on the bed was a little messy, and the water in the cup on the bedside table was still steaming.

"Wow--!!!"

But at this moment, a sharp and piercing cry suddenly came from upstairs!

Caesar, who had been listening intently to the sound, was startled by the cry, as if someone had struck his ear with a gong while he was sleeping, making him dizzy.

"What the hell."

He cursed under his breath and tried to wake up.

But the cry stopped abruptly soon, and was replaced by the sound of heavy objects violently hitting the ground like a heavy hammer!

Something happened on the thirteenth floor!

Caesar and Chu Zihang did not rush to the thirteenth floor immediately, but reported the situation to the operations center first.

Now they are in a group, and it is not yet time for individual heroism.

But everything happened very compactly, as if it had been arranged by an invisible hand.

The loudspeakers on all floors of the inpatient department were turned on at the same time, and a rustling monotonous sound came out.

Dear battle brothers, don’t be corrupted by Khorne. Don’t quarrel. Don’t quarrel. Don’t quarrel.