Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

"He Min, come out."

Sara opened the door to the room. There were two women and children hugging each other on the bed, huddled in the corner. He Min walked outside the room, avoiding He Min with some evasive eyes. He Min took her mobile phone and started transmitting the briefing. .

However, the strange thing is that He Min's mobile phone cannot be used. The briefing that Sara quickly compiled a few minutes ago cannot be transmitted. It is very strange, but when you think that this is a barrier area, the signal is indeed very poor, but it can be transmitted to Ji. Yes, that's fine.

"Get ready to leave. You go outside first, and I will deal with the guy below."

Sarah said, and He Min once again saw the hateful eyes of the two children on the bed through the crack in the door. Her heart was shaking violently. As a mother, she knew very well what it felt like to lose a family member.

"You want to do it."

There was a rapid knock on the door, and the expressions of He Min and Sara suddenly changed. Sara immediately told He Min to look at the woman in the room and went downstairs.

The man downstairs did not open the door. Sarah stared at him sharply, stretched out her finger and shook her finger, signaling her not to open the door.

The man shouted instead of opening the door.

"What are you doing? You are doing something. You don't want to live anymore?"

"The boss asked you to go there quickly. Hurry up when the matter is over."

The person outside the door hurriedly left as he spoke. He looked at Sarah quietly, knowing very well the strength of this woman. Although his ability had reached the level of an S-level mutant, his actual fighting skills were not good at all. Before, he I tried every possible way, but in the end I compromised because of the wives and children upstairs. The other party just wanted information.

Sara looked at the man sitting on the ground quietly, and walked over slowly. There was a sound of coming downstairs, and the women and children upstairs were brought down.

"What do you want to do?"

Sara glared angrily, and He Min behind her was silent. After a while, she raised her head. Suddenly, her son appeared in her mind. His son was just 8 years old this year. The reason why she took this task was that she wanted to be happy. I decided to get promoted and work in a more stable area in order to give my children a bright and beautiful future, because my husband died in the attack a few years ago.

His son doesn't even know what he does. He hasn't been home for more than a year. His parents are helping to take care of him. In fact, He Min is afraid. Although they perform tasks in the barrier zone, they have holidays every year, but He Min once She never went back, but converted her vacation into a special subsidy. The last time she talked to her son was a few months ago. At that time, her son asked her what she was doing. He Min just said it was a special job, and she was a little afraid. When facing the child, He Min did not even tell the child about the death of the child's father.

"Can you promise us not to say anything after you get out?"

He Min lowered his head and asked, and Sara immediately became angry and grabbed He Min's collar.

"you"

"You don't have children, Sarah, but I do. I can't do this kind of thing!"

In his mind, a pair of innocent and lovely eyes stared at him, an angelic and lovely smile, and the words "Mom" were whipping He Min deep in his heart.

"I promise, I won't say anything. You just want information. I've told you what I know."

In the dark and long alley, Sarah was smoking a cigarette angrily. Next to him, He Min sat against the wall and lit a cigarette.

"Remember this, this top-secret operation, if any problems occur before 12 o'clock tonight, after we go back."

"I know."

He Min did not refute, Sara raised her head, and the back of her head bumped against the hard and cold wall from time to time. The anger on her face began to fade away little by little, and she pulled He Min up.

"Continue investigating."

In the dark night, next to the suspension bridge across the ravine in the eastern part of the City of Rebellion, small doors opened, and iron plates with a width of 3 meters were put over it. People in tight clothes and carrying guns slowly crossed over. The suspension bridge, all of them with their feet wrapped in sacks.

Zhu Fei crossed the bridge first. In the past three years, he has had the Red Tide people conduct this kind of training countless times. This time, he directly dispatched 3,000 mutants and 1,000 ordinary people with better quality.

According to what has been practiced beforehand, this is a tactic practiced to prevent the enemy from attacking them. Once enemies are found gathering outside the city, they will determine the location and use such small-scale operations to quietly approach and then attack.

The people who opened the road were all mutants with relatively good far vision control. They could see things 2 kilometers away. The people who came out were all in black and gray clothes, which were painted with coal, but Zhu Fei only dared to move forward. When they get within 3 kilometers of the opponent, everyone must stop and crawl on the cold ground.

But at this time, Zhu Fei had already ordered less than 500 troops to lure the enemy in front of the enemy. Once discovered, they would be the first to be discovered. They were all composed of mutants with a certain level of strength, and he ordered Fang Si and Yao Zhuang led their people around to both sides of the administrative department. Along the way, there would be people wearing night vision equipment to clear the way.

Some people who had passed by earlier had already rushed over quickly.

Zhu Fei glanced at the still hot city behind him. The city was the hottest only at night. The temperature inside the city was much more comfortable than outside because of the city walls. Many people would gather together to play chess and card games if they had nothing to do.

Hope tonight won't be the end of this city!

"This is guard point R198. We found a small group of enemies. Please ask if we can snipe them!"

Xima quietly looked at the light spots on the display screen. There were 200 snipers with equipment deployed two kilometers away from the temporary army station. All of them were equipped with high-precision burst sniper rifles, which could shoot at a range of more than 800 meters. This kind of bullet is filled with chemical substances that will burn directly when it explodes. Ordinary people will be directly penetrated. However, even if a mutant has a scab to protect himself, the chemical substances that explode will immediately catch fire and burn, which is difficult to extinguish. It is a strong weapon. Corrosive liquids are basically fatal to some mutants with a low concentration of mutated cells below level B.

"This is guard point R173. If you find an enemy, please ask if you want to snipe!"

"Continue to observe."

Xima replied directly. They all wore individual combat optical camouflage coats and long-range infrared temperature optical scanners. They were crawling in the wilderness and were difficult to detect.

It has been more than 20 minutes, and no briefing has been sent from the city. Xima is a little worried, but she still holds her ground. After all, the negotiation has not reached any conclusion yet, but according to the briefing sent back before, Xima already has something in her heart. After considering it, she didn't care how many ordinary barrier residents there were in the city. It didn't matter. What was important was that these people would become food for those who had the ability to pose a threat to the city.

As time passed, a large number of members of Section 3 returned to the car to rest. The original whispers also disappeared, and the atmosphere became unusually heavy. Many people could not sleep and opened their eyes wide, waiting for what was about to happen. The brutal battle that could come.

At 9:35, Jean returned to the Crimson Tide's headquarters again. The people who greeted him still greeted him with smiles, but at this time, the people in front of him had a sad look on their brows, and Jean walked up slowly.

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The door to Porter's room was opened, and Gene walked in. Porter was the only one, still sitting in a chair. Behind him was an eye-catching Crimson Tide flag with a big handsome character on it.

"Mr. Jean, I don't know what you want to ask. We can give you the creator's information, but you must at least respond to us. Transactions are based on mutual trust and the principle of fairness."

Potter's face became more serious, and Gene sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette with a smile, and nodded.

"Then please answer me, why do you want to enter the city?"

Potter stared at Jean seriously and said.

"For the sun! To be able to bathe in the sun!"