Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

SWEEP, clean, clear. When this very common word is placed on a group of people, the "dust" they remove will also change according to the meaning of the word.

Sweep away dissidents and clean up enemies. When they wrote their names on that agreement, these people were no longer employees of Rhode Island, but became Kelsey's private army, obeying her only

Order.

As for the S.W.E.E.P members dispatched by Noah are just carrying out Kelsch's order to "obey Noah's command".

It's just a master's mission.

Dr. Noah is a very capable battlefield commander. Once, amnesia brings not only the stagnation of his former close friends and the stagnation of research on ore diseases, but also the decline in command ability. The chess player who once dominated the battlefield has now

If you can't handle such big scenes, you can only be responsible for the command tasks of small-scale combat, while the overall situation is controlled by Kelsey alone.

The old guy who has lived for many years always has a special emotion about conspiracy. The uneasiness seems to connect two time and space and linger around you all the time, allowing you to always prepare before things get worse.

Kelsey doesn't believe that Usas official will be as "well-behaved" as it appears. She can also roughly guess what this country, which seems to be full of muscles, is thinking so far, so she deliberately ambushed in this mission.

One hand was waiting for the other party to reveal the fox's tail.

In this mission, Rhode Island sent five teams. In addition to the team that maintained communications and the combat team responsible for stopping the core city to beat Talula, there is also a special operation team that has been hiding in the dark, namely Kyle.

The "A" that Hoi hid, the S.W.E.E.Ps who were disguised when the movement was in chaos.

Although they are mainly responsible for the stability of Rhode Island's internal organization, this does not mean that these people cannot go out to fight. Just like the Ministry of Supervision, everyone knows the existence of S.W.E.E.P, but no one understands how many members of this team are in it.

, who are they? How deep is their strength?

Everyone can be an inspector or an S.W.E.E.P.

In the shadow, these Rhode Island Queen's personal guards are the highest combat power, silent and deadly enough to die. Perhaps they are almost at a loss to deal with Talula, but when dealing with some soldiers whose professionalism is below themselves,

The knife in their hands will only drink blood.

The giant bear in the north showed its sharp claws, but the hunter's knife had reached its head.

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"I surrendered."

Leonid raised his arms and gave a standard French military salute. He repeated his request to the girl in front of him again. His voice was loud and full of energy. He did not feel humiliated at all. Instead, he seemed to be shouting.

slogan.

As soon as the girl came out, he understood what was going on. Rhodes Island guessed the idea of ​​the Usas government and took targeted measures - finding a group of more cruel killers to deal with the regular army elites, this little boy

The best proof is that the girl cuts off a living person in half without changing her face.

Well, while being splattered with blood, Leonid was still smiling, which made him feel uncomfortable.

He wasn't so perverted when he took revenge.

So what is the best way to face a killer with the same purpose and the same interests?

Raise your hand and surrender, nothing else.

No one would be willing to reason with a killer, nor would he believe that the killer would reason with you, let alone that the killer still looks like a perverted lunatic. You can't see through this kind of person at all, maybe he was a second ago

I am still saying hello to you with a smile, and the next second I will draw your sword and turn you into countless unknown dead souls under his sword.

She won't even look at you more.

Friends, killing is addictive, and Leonid has personally felt that feeling. Decades ago, he was in the dark side of Checheng, and naturally he was full of blood and debts in his hands, so he didn't care at all.

The lives of these people are not as entangled as Valentine does to kill people and will not be able to sleep.

If I hadn't met Vera's mother later, Leonid would have run far away and been in another city now, and would not have taken Chernobeller seriously.

The girl and Vera were his only conscience, and it also made him stop the moment before falling into the abyss.

If he really fell down, he would probably be the same as the girl in front of him.

Therefore, surrender is the best way. First show weakness, hide the counterattack card in your hand, and see if the other party is willing to talk to you well. If you are willing, it is naturally the best; if you are unwilling, you can do it too.

Have the means to fight back and escape.

The best way to get two people closer is to put aside your guard and treat others sincerely. In this case, you can't expect the madman on the other side to show off your goodwill first, right?

Not to mention running away, it is absolutely a dead end to a stranger.

The silver-gray pupils looked at the man holding his hands up not far away, with curious eyes. The girl lowered her arms and let go of her fingers, and the machete fell to the ground, falling in front of the mercenary's eyes, which had not been closed. Blood and snow penetrated each other,

They blended closely together, and the cool flowers bloomed at the girl's feet, just like the plums that had dried up on her clothes and legs at this time.

The noise in the distance was a little less. The soldiers who had just left had already solved the enemy nearby and began to advance deeper.

Silence stopped beside the two of them as if dead, as if the voice was cut off by the girl. The man raised his hands, raised his chest, and stood between the two ice sculptures without any movement; the girl tilted her head slightly, small

His ears trembled occasionally, his eyes swept across Leonid from top to bottom, and his mouth also had the smile of the murderous person.

Strange atmosphere.

Leonid swallowed, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Just as the strong have their own fields, everyone's hearts also have their own appearance. Leonid has figured out the hearts of many people over the years, as simple as his wife and as complex as Talula.

At least I have spyed through a little bit, even if I don’t know what the other person is thinking, I can understand the general tone of his emotions in his heart.

But the girl in front of you...

Leonid could not see anything.

Talula put a thick disguise on her heart. Leonid could only see the illusion and had a rough guess about the reality deep in it. And she, Leonid could only

I saw a thick layer of fog.

In addition, only darkness remains.

When the girl first appeared, Leonid saw these things, only her domain, the domain of the spirit.

Smoke has no form, it can become any form, as long as the girl wants. If the smoke is surrounded by light, Leonid can also think that she is a pure person without any worldly pollution. But since he saw it

It's boundless darkness, so that means...

She is a "real" lunatic and cannot be figured out.

The girl showed her power to those who saw her without any concealment. The boundless darkness and thick smoke eroded Leonid's spirit, wrapped the man in circles from beginning to end like black tape.

All that was left was unbearable suffocation and dullness, which made the poisonous snake, who had never felt fear and fear, really tighten its body for the first time, and stayed there in great cooperation and waited for her hair to fall.

Just as she was mentally shocked Leonid, the girl approached the mercenary slowly like a cat, raised the knife in her hand, and finally divided it into two.

She could have used her power to kill the mercenary without bloodshed, but in the end she chose this bloody method. Her eyes looked at the corpse like a child looking at her own toys, which made Leonid shudder.

Everyone is born normal, but later some people become madmen and are disliked by the world. Some people become madmen and pretend to be normal people after becoming madmen, but they will eventually reveal their strengths and they cannot suppress their desires.

.

Then why can't there be someone who is originally a madman but becomes a normal person in the end?

In this world, there are often madmen, and there are also rational madmen, but he has only seen one crazy guy like a normal person.

“Lapland.”

The girl chuckled and clapped her hands, spread the blood on her palm evenly, and applied it on her clothes casually.

The blood-colored plum quilt was covered with a few handprints, which looked even more dazzling.

"Well……"

Leonid was thinking about whether he wanted to say his real name. There was no threat in the girl's voice, which was a good phenomenon.

Although your safety is just a matter of thought.

"Lev, an ordinary integrated sports soldier."

He finally chose to speak his pseudonym because the other party is likely to reveal his existence when he beats someone else soon.

If you say your real name, it will be troublesome.

This is not because Leonid is so stinking, but because this girl named "Lapland" is too free...

He believed that the girl would take off her clothes and take out two protractors to beat someone up.

"But your ability," Lapland looked at the two ice sculptures and raised his chin: "It's not ordinary at all."

"In this core city, I am just ordinary rebels like those who do not have any source stone skills."

Leonid still held his hands up.

"Okay Lev."

The girl waved her hand and signaled that he could put his arm down.

She seemed to have no idea whether this man was lying or not, maybe she didn't care at all.

"What do you want to do next?"

She turned around and walked towards the tent behind her, and at the same time took off the white clothes stained with blood on her body. The white clothes fell away, and what caught her eye was the girl's slender body. The compressed clothes tightly fit the girl's body and outlined a graceful curve.

The unruly long hair with white gray gradient and snow-white skin are enough to catch any man's eyes.

But Leonid's eyes were attracted by her arms. What he saw was the girl's arms, shoulders and tragic scars on her thighs.

There was a sound of sharp blades slashing through the sun, and a crazy roar.

Only a moment.

Leonid frowned.

What has she experienced? And... isn't this girl cold?

"Get out of here, catch up with those people just now, defeat Talula's supporters, and finally find a place where we can live."

It's easy to say.

Where can infected people live well in this world?

"Then I wish you good luck."

It was like talking to a friend, and the girl's voice was still a little smile.

Lapland had come out of the tent and put on a new outfit. The girl's slender body was wrapped in a long black jacket, covering all the scars of the past. Her long hair was floating in the wind,

It seemed to be covered with thorns, as unique as the two knives she hung around her waist at the moment.

...

Leonid didn't know what to say.

There are really weird people who use protractors as weapons!

The key is that this girl is a lunatic again. This weird weapon appears in her hands and there is no sense of incongruity at all...

"Wish you good luck, too."

Leonid breathed a sigh of relief.

The conversation process was very harmonious, and the other party's tone was also very polite. Maybe I really read it wrong.

He nodded slightly and turned to leave. But just as he raised his left foot, the girl's laughter made him stop his movements.

At first, the breathless mental pressure came again. Then, a wolf howl came from behind him and instantly reached his ears. Leonid tightened his body and was about to condense the origin stone skills to resist.

The two ice sculptures beside him exploded violently.

A large amount of ice dust covered Leonid's face and also blocked his vision. A second later, the light came to the world again, and Leonid put down his arm and looked around.

The girl had disappeared, leaving only a lifeless integrated movement base. And the two heads on the ice sculptures disappeared along with her, and only the neat sections could prove their existence.

The man stared at the neat sections of the ice sculpture and reached out to wipe his face. Then he turned his head and walked away quickly, running towards the noisy core area in the distance.

The snow was still falling, but it was a little smaller than the beginning, and the wind was no longer so cold. The core city was covered with a layer of white veil, which somewhat covered the blazing of the source stone bush, but was filled with more hot blood.

The sound of swords and swords echoed over the huge ruins, as if time had flowed back to the city burned out by flames.

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What can be done in one second?

One breath, a heartbeat, and walking half a meter... Human life is composed of these countless tiny and real seconds. As the basic unit of time and daily use, it may be very trivial, but it cannot be ignored, and some even

At the time, you can even save thousands of lives in one second and make choices that can be recorded in history.

Of course, if you can save people, you can kill people.

The soldier fell to the ground, with his back against the wall, covered in blood. His body was sank into a pool of blood as if his bones were stripped away, as if the next second it would dissolve into a ball of rotten flesh and flow into the surrounding red. The smell of smell was drilled.

After entering his nose, he felt no discomfort - compared to the pain in his body at this moment, this unpleasant smell is really nothing.

Hanging in his throat in one breath, hooking the soldier's feet like a slender thread, becoming the last insurance before his death. In this last moment when he should have recalled the past and lamented his feelings, the soldier's mind

But there is only a thin scene, nothing else.

The blood-stained eyes stared at the front without any hesitation, his lips and head trembled slightly, and a sentence was repeated in his mouth, the sound was buzzing, as thin as a mosquito.

"Then...what is that?"

No one responded to the soldier. Only bodies and pools of blood were left beside him. Even the air was polluted and solidified. It sank into the blood and floated upwards. It climbed up the soldier's feet and slowly moved upwards.

Death came as promised, slowly eroding his body. The cold red is the hand of the god of death. Now it's time to take him where he should go.

Finally, when those hands covered the soldier's eyes, he also saw the images that had been repeating in his mind.

It was a face, a face with a mask. The eyes under the mask were flashing with scarlet light, like blood stained on her horns. In those eyes, the soldiers were furrowed with bloodshot eyes,

Apart from anger, you can only see your own dull shadow.

Immediately afterwards a yellow light flashed, and he fell to the ground, shrouded in confusion and death.

He remembered that his face was the enemy who had just appeared suddenly, and the evil ghost wrapped around his body was only exposed with his arms covered with crystalline origin stones.

One blinks, one breath...

As soon as the knife was unsheathed, the evil ghost was gone, and the soldiers saw only blood red.

Immediately afterwards, the body fell down and even the soul was cut open.

She killed everyone standing in a second, and they had fallen to the ground before they even reacted, leaving only the fleeting images in their minds.

The last breath was exhaled, and the soldier's heart stopped beating. The darkness wrapped around his brain, carried his soul, and brought the last life in the storage area into hell.

He finally closed his eyes.

The soldier's mission failed and his life was harvested. But at least before death came, he saw the killer clearly, put an end to the doubts in his heart, and could leave with peace of mind.