Steel steam and flame

"All dead!" Trono was not in a good mood. Although he and Cyprie did not get along well for personal reasons, as people who performed the mission together, it was not pleasant to see this result.

"The other members are all dead, but the bodies of Cyprit and Havitan are not seen. But if they fall into the hands of the enemy, the final result is generally the same. There are also components of the signal generator on the ground. It seems that The enemy knew that we would attack through the communication network, and we walked into the prey's trap." At this time, Trono remembered the scene two days ago when he led a large team of newcomers to intercept the prey. The signal on the ground The generator parts gave him a sense of frustration, just like when he saw the underground sewer cover under the limousine. This feeling made him sigh. It was a reverence for the prey. He felt that he seemed to underestimate the vigilance and ability of the prey.

His words stopped everyone in action, and Milton immediately fell into silence. The communication frequency was immediately replaced again.

After nearly half a minute, after the electronic noise disappeared, Varn's voice came from the communication: "Milton, Cyprit and the others have encountered prey. Who is in the underground sewer? The prey used his men as bait. ? No matter what the situation in the parking lot is now, the operation cannot be terminated. Since he cannot catch the prey this time, his men in the underground waterway must pay a corresponding price! "

"Keep moving, I will follow up with the next location information."

"Trono, you are divided into two teams. One team will wait where you are, and the other team will continue to encircle the people in the underground water from behind. Cyprie is unlikely to be caught easily. She will always leave something behind. ." Milton thought a lot in just ten seconds. He knew what Cyprie was good at, "Resa, rush to Trono and the others immediately. Your extremely keen sense of smell is needed now."

Looking at the map on the table, Milton's face was full of anger. He felt like he was being led in a circle by his prey.

"Milton, those baits seem to have stopped. The prey must have known that we fell into the trap and lowered the communicator at this time. But our people have surrounded the area, and there should be results soon. .”

"We are about to reach that area." Trono and the other two members turned off the bright flashlights at this time, and there was a corner in front of them. When the people on the ground gave the signal to start the operation, the three of them carefully approached the corner with their guns in hand. In the connected waterway, mixed sounds of footsteps also sounded at this time. Several teams of people carrying bulletproof shields jumped down from the ground and surrounded the location where the circulation signal was generated from everywhere.

Holding shields, the encirclement gradually narrowed, and several groups of people finally met in an underground waterway.

"Already ran..., wait, Milton..." Trono looked at the beam of light coming from his own person on the opposite side, explained the situation in the communicator, and at the same time glanced at the ground. No surprise, There should be a dropped communicator there. But unlike what he imagined, the communicator did not fall directly on the ground, but was tied to a huge rat squatting in the corner.

,,,,,,

"Do you think you can run away?"

"As long as you are still in this building, our people will definitely find you."

"The outside is completely surrounded. Even in the underground waterway where you came in, there will definitely be people guarding it. You should have run away along the waterway, but now you have no chance."

"You will die just like me in the end!"

Haweitan spit out blood and said with a hoarse smile. His throat was almost pinched, and now he couldn't even make a loud cry for help. But he also knew that carrying his prey would definitely not give him a chance to cry out for help, or even reveal his position.

"You can't run away. You probably feel it already. You already..."

"Is death really so scary to you?" Cassia responded indifferently, and touched her nose, where warm blood flowed out unknowingly.

"Biological poison?" Cassia looked at the woman at her feet, thought for a while, and then looked at the man holding her hand. The muscles at the bullet hole squeezed the broken blood vessels, and the bleeding has stopped now. Just like him, the man's nose was bleeding. It's just that one is about to gather into a stream of water, and the other is just slowly dripping down.

"It seems that it can only have this effect on me." Cassia rubbed his nose lightly. The sour feeling inside was equivalent to a common cold, and it did not make him feel any danger. He wiped it again and wiped away the blood that had flowed there. As if the biological poison had expired, Cassia no longer felt anything substantial, and after a while, the blood stopped completely.

"You..." Haweitan looked at Cassia and blinked hard, as if trying to see clearly that the scene in front of him was not his own hallucination. For the first time, something other than fear appeared in the hoarse voice. He finally understood something at this time, laughed softly, and even tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"So that's it, that's it." Haweitan's voice was obviously crying, but more of it came from the reluctance in his heart, "I've been thinking..." Accompanied by a bloody cough, the blood The foam couldn't help pouring out, and the voice began to be unclear, "Why are we... these people... forming a team...?

In the end, before he could finish his words, Haweitan spit out several large mouthfuls of blood, which contained a strange purple color. His body seemed to have lost all strength in an instant, but he never had the strength to say a word. The blood flow stopped at this time. When Cassia looked over, she realized that the purple blood had condensed into a frozen block in a very short time and was stuck in the man's nose and mouth.

The hand holding the man's neck also felt his rapidly declining heartbeat. When the crisp reminder sound of the protective door opening came from under his feet, Cassia knew that the man was dead and there was no chance of his heartbeat returning.

But unable to feel anything, Cassia used her right hand to crush the man's neck and threw it on the elevator. He grabbed the body of the woman at his feet, climbed to a height of two or three meters in front of him by relying on the steel cable of the elevator, opened the closed protective door with his hand, and got into the aisle.

"Twenty-eighth floor." Cassia looked back at the value on the protective door and murmured. Turning his head, a cool breeze hit his face.

"Hessler, you can come over to my side." Cassia said to the communicator. As he walked toward the window at the top of the stairs, he sprayed himself with some mint-flavored perfume again. Then he opened the bottle and poured some perfume by the window. Then he walked downstairs calmly and did not stop repeating the behavior until he reached the twenty-fourth floor. As if she had a plan, Cassia estimated that the time was almost up, turned and walked towards the curved corridor in front of the stairs, randomly selected a resident, and knocked on the door.

"Hello, I'm from the building management office. Do these things outside the door belong to you?" A gentle and sincere voice said.