I give the world destruction and rebirth

Gaul, Lyon, thirty-seven minutes after the nuclear explosion, the second defense circle, a certain defense node.

Zay Wangchuk opened his eyes amid a burst of shaking. He didn't even remember how he lost consciousness. The moment he saw the orderly disappear, he smashed all the surrounding lighting objects, and then threw a high-energy Shock bomb.

In such a narrow passage, specially designed high-energy detonation bombs can directly kill humans within a three-meter explosion radius and cause permanent sensory damage to humans within a five-meter range.

But Zay Wangchuck was a regenerator, and he was sure to survive such an attack, so he did it almost without hesitation. The fact that he could still wake up undoubtedly proved that his judgment was correct.

There was a sound like ocean waves in his ears, which made Zay Wangchuck feel that he might need some time to fully recover. The surrounding area was dark. He stood up slowly while holding on to the wall and checked his body.

The tactile sensation was normal. The pistol was still there, which was good. Zay touched his eyes gently, and everything felt normal. The reason why he couldn't see now was probably because there was no visible light around him.

He took out a thumb-sized chemical lighting rod from his pocket, and then threw it several meters away as if it was hot to the touch to prevent his position from being exposed.

Then he saw water.

The sound of the waves was not an auditory hallucination, the turbid water was washing over the steps under his feet.

There was no one around and there was no danger. Zay Wangchuk quickly determined that he was still in the passage leading to the ground, but at this time the exit had collapsed and he was trapped here.

According to the time displayed on his watch, he had been unconscious for twelve minutes. His only communication device had been destroyed in the explosion. He used the light to check the small earphone-like communication device. When he shook it hard, he could still hear the parts inside. There was a crashing sound, and it was obvious that there was no way to save it.

The water behind him overflowed from the underground garage where he had just inspected the soldiers. Zay even saw the bodies of drowned soldiers floating near the wall.

The water level was still rising, and Zai was stunned when the water level reached another level.

Someone flooded his underground base with water, fuck!

Zay Wangchuck loaded his pistol and tried to find other exits around him, but it was obvious that the building was converted as a wartime fortification and followed standard wartime regulations. It was easy to defend, the exits were evenly distributed, and there were no trails. A secret passage is a structure that is easily penetrated.

The ground was less than one meter away from Zai, and he could even feel the vibrations from above and the sound of sentry machine guns firing. However, although he was a superhuman, he could not penetrate the reinforced concrete.

Zay Wangchuk looked at the drowned soldier and dragged him over into the water. The face of a Ganges man just looked at him lifelessly, with a ferocious expression.

But it's normal. Most of the drowned people have ugly expressions. What Zai needs is the equipment he has on him, high-explosive grenades, plastic explosives, anything.

Fortunately, the supplementary soldiers had four high-explosive grenades on them. Unfortunately, two of them were actually filled with water. The continuous decline in equipment quality has become a major problem affecting the survival rate of soldiers.

Almost all combat units will invite the logistics department to give priority to the supply of old goods in stock. No one wants new batches of equipment.

Zay Wangchuk dug a hole deep enough in the collapsed ruins with his bare hands, then threw a grenade into it, quickly filled it with some gravel, turned around and jumped into the water.

Boom!

The ruins shook in the explosion, forming a larger crack. Zay Wangchuck prayed, repeated the process, and finally saw the light.

Zay fired a few shots through the light hole, and luckily attracted a soldier to check the situation.

"I am Captain Zay Wangchuk, get me out quickly!" Zay's voice passed through the light hole, making the soldier overjoyed.

"You're alive! That's great!" The soldier immediately began to greet his comrades, and soon someone wearing a still-usable engineering exoskeleton cleared a hole from the rubble that was large enough for someone to climb out.

"Sir, there has been no response from COS." The disgraced Zay Wangchuck received the bad news before he even had time to clean himself up.

They are only two kilometers away from the National City Hall in a straight line, but now it is like an information black hole.

There was no response from the soldiers sent by Zay Wangchuck before, and the wired connection was also lost. The tall building was silent as if dead.

And it was originally supposed to be the command center of the entire Lyon urban defense circle. In this case, it shouldered the command responsibility so that the various defense nodes would not fight independently.

"Sir! There are a large number of refugees gathering outside the building. What should we do?" A new communication headset was handed to Zai by the communication soldier, and the anxious voice of the commander in Fortress 1 was asking from inside.

How to deal with the refugees who flocked to the defense nodes after the outbreak of the war is currently the biggest headache for the entire coalition. Players have told everyone with practical actions that they are particularly good at hiding in the crowd and then launching attacks.

Before Zay Wangchuck could make a decision, another piece of bad news came.

"There is a wave of activated zombies approaching from the direction of Thirteenth Street, and the number is more than two thousand!" The newly connected unit was a sniper team on the rooftop of the building. They saw the wave of zombies coming through their binoculars.

Because of the surrounding high-rise buildings, their observation angle is very limited. Their original observation method is to locate the target through a drone, and then use a large-caliber and high-power fixed electromagnetic sniper gun to carry out a peak strike on the high-threat target. The bullets fired by it It can shoot through several buildings and still maintain high lethality.

But that valuable new concept weapon has now become scrap metal. The mushroom-shaped cloud rolled up by the nuclear explosion twelve kilometers away has begun to dissipate, but the players have exploded another small-yield doped weapon at high altitude. The metal dust nuclear bomb expanded the range and intensity of electromagnetic interference. At this time, the sky was exuding a yellowish color.

"Open the shelter and take them in in random order, in groups of five, and then conduct identity verification!" Zay Wangchuck ordered in accordance with the wartime management regulations of the Ark organization: "Remember, take in first, then verify!" "

"Understood." As his order was issued, the soldiers in the building began to guide civilians into shelters independent of the defense nodes, but everyone knew that compared to the swarming civilians, the shelter's capacity was limited.

"The group of living corpses was hit by artillery fire. From the ballistic analysis, it should be that the No. 6 defense node next door is carrying out artillery fire." The sniper team finally sent good news.

The passing defense node is the closest defense node to them, which at least proves that they are not fighting alone.

However, this was a war that was unfamiliar to everyone. While Zay Wangchuck was still standing in the square giving command, a violent explosion suddenly occurred inside the building as the core of the defense node.

Afterwards, dozens of players appeared directly inside the building through several dimensional doors, and for a while there was the sound of crossfire from almost every floor.

And when a certain floor suddenly becomes quiet and no one fires anymore, the uneasy calm brings even more pressure to people.

Zay Wangchuck organized a commando team of fifteen people and planned to rush in for support. However, before they could change into suitable equipment, the sniper originally located on the top of the building was thrown down. A huge flag with bloody fangs was spread out from the roof.

Night City, the stronghold of Tang Ji's team.

A room full of ruthless people with combat effectiveness reports were all sitting quietly in their seats, watching Kang Orr wandering around the living room as if performing a mime, and after a while he picked up the leftover pizza from the Saint and took a bite. After a while, I picked up Martin's protein powder mixed with ceramic powder, rubbed a little of it carefully with my little fingernail, and sucked it hard in front of my nose.

Kang Aer almost choked himself to death. He cursed and complained that these people would not enjoy it, and then looked around in confusion, as if he could not see the people in the room.

Vicky used her shielding ability to wipe out everyone, and the supernatural power even made Kang Orr temporarily unable to remember what he was doing here.

But he could always entertain himself, so Kang Orr just wandered around the room. From time to time, he picked up the personal belongings of everyone present, looked at them carefully for a while, and then either licked them twice and threw them back, or Put it in your pocket.

At this time, Kang Aer stood in front of Vicky, as if he smelled the fragrance of some girl, he narrowed his eyes and sniffed hard, and Vicky shrank into a ball in fear.

Kang Orr smiled and ignored Vicky, stood in the middle of the living room and began to take off his pants, obviously intending to leave some mark here.

When he stuck his butt out and walked all the way back to find a suitable pit, he seemed to have difficulty choosing. Kang Aoer first squatted next to Martin, but seemed to feel that the feng shui was not good, so he walked towards Miwako.

"I don't think he was affected." The Saint finally couldn't stand it any longer. He raised his hand and shot twice, breaking Kang Aur's knees and causing him to kneel directly on the ground.

"Hahahaha!" Kang Orr was rolling on the ground laughing, not caring about the injury on his leg: "You should really see that silly guy's expression, hahaha, you guys are quite humorous! "

Kang Aer was smiling, then suddenly stopped smiling. He looked at the people around him with a cold face: "Is it fun?"

"Where is Tangji?" Kang Aur continued to ask, and then looked at Rickard: "Come here, give me a pleasure, burn me to death with your flames, and let me see if it is authentic or not."

"Just kill him. Even if he can be resurrected infinitely, so what!" The saint's pistol was loaded and directly pressed against Kang Aoer's head.

"I'll show you something fun." Kang Orr ignored the muzzle of the gun and stretched out a finger.

The finger suddenly swelled and exploded in the next second, blowing half of Kang Aoer's arm into a shower of blood, and the bone fragments shot around like shrapnel.

"I know where you are from, and I also know your priest. Be careful what you say. Saint." Kang Orr struggled to stand up from the ground. The wound on his leg had almost healed at some point.

"Tell me the location of Tang Ji, or the location of the other Seven Deadly Sins." Kang Orr seemed like a normal person, threatening everyone present with normal means, and then he started to act abnormally——

"Let Rickard burn me to death, or I will go and play with that little cutie Tang Anran!" Kang Orr chuckled. His threat sounded weak, but when the name Tang Anran was said, When I exited, the surrounding temperature seemed to suddenly drop a few degrees.

"Is it my imagination, or is that bastard Tang Ji hearing my threat and threatening me from afar?" Kang Aer laughed crazily: "Hey, macho man, can you hear what I said? I said I’m looking for your son’s hemp.”

A dimensional gate flashed in front of Kang Orr, and with the sound of a gunshot, Kang Orr's head shattered to the ground. Black flames seemed to appear from hell, and the body was wiped out in a blink of an eye.

"Did I see it wrong, or did I just get shot in the head in a way that I can't understand?" Martin sat motionless on the sofa. He was pinned to the sofa by the murderous aura revealed by Tang Ji's sudden appearance just now. I have no feeling in my legs.

"He did it." Rickard looked at the black flame that was gradually extinguishing, and wanted to reach out and touch it, but in the end he suppressed this idea under the restraint of his survival instinct.

His instinct told him that he would die

"Very good, the problem is solved. Let's continue the previous training. Rickard, you haven't finished shooting the bullets today, and you have already wasted too much time. Continue!" Tony clapped his hands and told Rickard to rush to the shooting range. He continues to shoot guns. Thanks to his excellent physical fitness, he trains two thousand rounds of ammunition every day.

Although the damage caused by the bullets fired from the pistol may not be as high as the damage caused by Rickard's direct use of fists, from the perspective of efficiency, firearms are still necessary.

The appearance of Tang Ji made everyone present look worried, and the distance between them and Tang Ji became farther and farther.

Especially Vicky, the young girl who was just in love was even filled with Tang Ji's back for a certain period of time, imagining that one day she would be able to use her abilities to help him.

As a result, in just a blink of an eye, the distance between them became as far as the sky and the earth.

The Saint also remained silent. Although both were superhumans, the Saint's ability was obviously weak. If compared in terms of absolute strength, he might... no, he was definitely not Rickard's opponent.

In the eyes of the saints, Rick is just an infinitely weakened version of Tangji, which makes the saints very disappointed.

"They call themselves original sin! This is blasphemy against God. Just watch, sooner or later they will show their fangs." This is how the priest, who is regarded as his father by the saints, said of Tang Ji.

He didn't understand anything. The saint curled his lips, a hint of grievance flashed in his heart, and he didn't even bother to say a word to them before leaving.