Fatal Shot

"Is there any news?"

In the sky, the sun has sunk, the isolation of the White City b area.

Lyon's expression was slightly anxious, pacing back and forth in the windy house, and the combat boots on his feet slammed on the floor.

"not yet……"

The wind shook his head.

"It’s already in the night!"

Lyon looked up, a pair of eyes that were originally very godly, revealing the color of exhaustion.

Outside the window, on the top of the snow on the edge of the sky, a moon has appeared. The area where the Republic of Raf is located is in the winter, and the daytime is shorter.

It has been six or seven hours since they cleared the tyrant's otter and was detained here.

The night will come again.

"The evening is good for the land."

The wind is falling.

In my heart, I recalled that yesterday I was talking about the dialogue between "The Spades Jack" and the stealth Force npc that the beetle heard.

Their action plan is exactly this evening.

"How are they doing, okay..."

Later, the wind fell and asked Lyon.

"Fortunately, although there are two fevers, the situation should not be serious."

"However, if I wait for two hours, I think the virus may not be able to control it!"

Lyon looked worried.

"I have two antiviral sera in my hand and give them if necessary!"

The wind fell.

Previously, he decided to take out ten antiviral sera and use it for infected players and federal special soldiers.

However, considering what you have said before, depending on the player's performance, decide who to give antiviral serum.

Therefore, the wind finally decided to give the serum according to the severity of the situation, and it was used by several people.

In this case, there are still two surpluses in the hand.

However, if there is no more happening outside, then only these two will not last long.

"Ok?"

The wind fell in my heart, and suddenly I looked at it.

"There is a situation!"

After speaking to Lyon, the wind's eyes quickly switched to the sight of a scouting beetle.

This is a reconnaissance beetle floating over a white city, located above the slums in the d district.

Compared to the bustling after the night, a variety of bright a district and b area, but here is a lot of light.

Because the night was too chaotic, there were not many pedestrians on the street just after the night.

Therefore, the situation found below makes the wind fall abnormally.

From a similar warehouse location in the d-zone, this time a car was driven out of a black van with a huge compartment.

After leaving the warehouse, it then went to the main road of the entire city.

There are ten large trucks of this kind, which are undoubtedly very conspicuous in the d-zones that are quite deserted.

"What is inside?"

Intuition in the heart of the wind feels that there should be problems in this.

Commanding the reconnaissance beetle to quickly go down and catch up with a van.

Then fall into the car and want to go inside to scout.

However, what surprised the wind was that the compartment of the truck was so tight that it could not find a small hole to detect the size of the beetle.

"There is definitely a problem!"

However, this makes the wind feel that there is a problem.

Because the degree of sealing of the general compartment, how could it be so strong?

The wind continued to command the scouting beetle to climb over the carriage, which took about five minutes and finally found a discovery.

On the chassis of this truck, there is a "red and white umbrella pattern" printed on it.

"Professional umbrella company!"

When I saw this pattern, the truck had already reached the edge of a leisure square in Area b and stopped.

The driver's head covered his face with a hat and a mask, turned and got out of the car, and then hurriedly left.

Compared with the d-zone, which is a deserted city, as the b-zone of the rich and high-class life of the whole city, it is undoubtedly the most lively time at this time.

Above the square, there are many people at the event, walking or chatting, or sitting on the edge of the center fountain to show love.

Even on the side of the square.

There seems to be another npc band performing, surrounded by hundreds of tourists and residents, one by one, with a face of fanaticism, with loud music and shouting from time to time.

In this case, the big truck that stopped next to them was not very concerned.

There are even a few young people who are dyed with a life and nose ring, when they see no one in the cab of the vehicle.

Climb the front of the car through the front of the car, occupying the best viewing position, waving the beer bottle in his hand and continuing to bark.

And no one noticed a hidden location in the cab.

At this time there is a device above, there is a row of bright red "countdown", and now has jumped to "200 seconds"!

At the same time, a position consisting of seven luxury energy vehicles is located somewhere in area a, which is approximately two kilometers straight from area b.

I am driving out of the presidential palace and heading for a luxury hotel not far away.

"It’s always stable, and the whole day, the mouth says it’s done...”

In the middle of the team, sitting in the back of the self-driving comfortable luxury energy car bald head, loosened his tie in a suit, a lazy move.

"It’s still a great head of the team that will allow the cold-faced female adjutant to agree to our terms."

A negotiator sitting in front of him turned back and smiled like a little fat man.

"They just want to get some benefits, not the one, really hostile to our country..."

The bald middle-aged diplomatic leader has some disdain in his tone.

"Right, head, Captain Scott and Link..."

"I have sent medical experts to the federal government to come and give them treatment tomorrow morning... Fortunately, they have not started with the people of the Republic of Raf. Otherwise, today's negotiations are estimated to be more difficult."

The bald middle-aged head heard the words and glanced at him, then said in the mouth.

He blamed this man for his lack of eyesight.

There are some words, he is not good to say directly.

Those infected by the big soldiers are deadly infectious viruses!

Is it necessary for him to go to the people of the Republic of Raf to let them live in luxury hotels and live with the mainstay of their tired day of negotiations?

"And, this real male secretary is far less eye-catching than the ‘female secretary’ assigned to him by the Secret Service.”

"Can you tell their leaders and transfer her secretary to the diplomatic corps..."

The bald middle-aged diplomatic leader, secretly in his heart.

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