The sentry turned around and said in a pleasing manner: "Come with me."

One person led the way, the other person looked at the end of the road with a gun, and after returning to the barricade.

His posture was pretty good--not standing, but leaning against an infantry cart, with ammunition boxes around him.

So after taking a few steps, the lurker waved his hand slightly.

The soldier's chest suddenly sank, and the rifle hanging behind him made a slight sound, and his body leaned slanted against the ammunition box. It seemed as if he was resting.

The soldiers in front of them did not notice. The two walked into the base.

The base is quite wide, and deep ruts can be seen on the ground. They passed through the empty field and passed through six black cameras. But now there is no electricity, and all these things are decorations - just silence them.

After the empty yard, the garrison camp area on the west side, the east side leads to the launch site, and right in front is a somewhat old building - a huge warehouse.

There were some patrol sentries walking by the wall in the distance, but they were very far apart, hundreds of meters away. At such a distance, they could only see two figures clearly, and they would definitely not see a clear face.

The sentry leading the way turned around and grinned: "Do you go to see our battalion commander first?"

"He wants me to wait for him there." The lurker pointed to a corner of a warehouse in front of him and sighed helplessly, "I don't know what I'm doing."

Anyone who hears this will find it incredible, and the Sentinel is no exception. Some abnormal things will make people alert, but if they are "abnormal" and they will be "too abnormal", they will be occupied by strong surprises and do not think about what the problem is there - because if you lie... you won't use such a bad excuse.

The sentry looked at him with a strange look and raised his eyebrows. Then he realized that his behavior was a little rude, shut his mouth, took a few steps and thought: "Well... this, haha."

He thought of something else. This was exactly the purpose of the lurker.

The sentry took him to the warehouse as he wished, then looked at the dark camp and asked tentatively: "I'll go... report to the battalion commander?"

But what he heard was: "I'm working."

Then the sternum shattered in an instant, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. The lurker lowered his body and looked at it, dragging the sentry into the aisle between the two warehouses. There was a cement floor and wall here, and there was no place to hide the corpse.

The walls of the warehouse are very high, about ten meters. It is better to say that it is a low building than a warehouse - but only one floor.

The window was also very high and narrow, about seven or eight meters away from the ground. The lurker thought about it, removed the sentry's assault rifle, placed it flat on the ground, and then stepped on it. It took a few seconds to adjust his posture, and he nodded slightly.

Then the assault rifle shook slightly and left the ground. First it rose more than ten centimeters, and the lurker adjusted his body again. Then the rifle rose again, five meters away from the ground. The scene was like someone was flying with a sword - but it was not very good, and he was bowing.

Finally, the lurker was held in front of the warehouse window - a narrow window, which could only allow one person to squeeze in flat. He stood on the rifle, climbed the window with one hand, and pressed the other hand against the window, and separated a rifle bullet between the palm of his palm and the glass.

With a slight muffled sound, the bullet repeatedly hit the glass, and finally a spider-web-like crack was bursting in the middle. Then the cracks trembled slightly, and the glass fragments in the middle suddenly floated in the air, like a rain of crystal diamonds. More and more fragments flew out of the cracks, and finally cleared the entire glass.

The lurker let the rifle rise, and he got in, then his feet swayed between a dark space--no place to rest.

So the rifle flew in by itself, and he grabbed the rifle with both hands, and his whole body fell slowly.

Keep your feet on the ground and make a slight sound.

He immediately squatted on the ground and held his breath. But after more than ten seconds, the warehouse was silent.

The lurker gently took out a lighting rod from his arms and folded it hard in the middle. The faint green light shone on a surrounding area. He walked a few steps to the left and saw a long track on the warehouse ground. So he walked along the track to the inside.

The warehouse was extremely wide. He walked out hundreds of meters and saw an empty track car at the end. He turned the lighting rod to both sides.

A large, semicircular cabin was exposed. The lurker breathed a sigh of relief and walked over quickly. He glanced at the deep darkness, bit the light stick in his mouth, and took out a small paper bag from his arms.

It was only as big as a seasoning bag of instant noodles, wrapped in thick plastic, with milky white buckles on one end. He took out a pair of thin gloves from his pocket, pulled the buckles apart, then pressed against the bulkhead, and slowly brushed downwards.

There was a viscous gum liquid inside. The liquid showed amazing adhesion and ductility, forming a transparent film on the bulkhead. The film quickly solidified after encountering air, as if the entire coating penetrated into the surface. The lurker used this thing to draw a regular triangle with a side length of one meter, then applied all the remaining liquid, thought about it, and blew a few more breaths. After more than ten seconds, he took off his gloves and slowly touched the bulkhead.

Perfect. No touch at all.

The task is completed.

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At the same time, the base garrison headquarters.

The lights in the room were weak, and they were deliberately adjusted to the dimmest state.

Battalion Commander Lei Dafu sat at the table without saying a word, as if he wanted to light the military map on the table with his eyes. There were a few soldiers standing or sitting next to him, all of whom were silent and their faces were as deep as water.

A few minutes later, a soldier knocked on the door and whispered: "Report."

The battalion commander didn't say anything. The battalion deputy looked at him and replied, "Come in."

The soldier pushed the door and walked in with a gloomy face: "Report. Seventeen people were sacrificed."

The camp deputy sighed: "Where is the corpse?"

"There are all those in the forest, but the two in the base are not yet."

"Don't move for the time being." The battalion deputy nodded, "Be prepared for combat."

"Yes." The soldier saluted, glanced at the battalion commander, turned around and walked out.

The room fell silent again. After a long time, Lei Dafu punched the map and stared at the camp deputy: "Why did you see that soldier think of me?"

Deputy Ying moved his lips and patted his shoulder: "Come on. Don't talk about them, I have all resentment. Even though I know who it is, I just..."

He turned his head and said, "Is it just him that we can understand the dead? Is it silent? Is it back to him? Is it swaying in from the door!"

The battalion commander stopped talking again. Then he stood up suddenly, pressed the gun on his waist and sighed heavily: "What can I do? It's said that the person has a special identity and must be caught. Otherwise, those marquis and uncles will not be able to explain it! Damn."

The battalion deputy raised his head, looked through the window towards the warehouse, and took a deep breath: "When will there be any movement?"

The battalion commander was silent for a while and said dejectedly: "We can't make decisions about this matter. We have to wait for those people. Oh... we can't deal with it."

"What a big resentment, everyone."

A voice came in from outside the door. The battalion commander turned his head and said, "Who?"

The door was pushed open and a man walked in alone. The light was dim and his face was not clear for the time being. However, a golden star on his shoulder reflected the light of the light and shone brightly.

A star.

The momentum of the battalion commander Lei Dafu suddenly weakened, and the others sitting on the chair stood up one after another.

The person who came walked a few steps and his face was revealed under the light. A handsome face was now stern. Two sword eyebrows were raised slanted, and the light flashed in his eyes.

The battalion commander pursed his lips and put his hand off the gun. He whispered: "General."

Li Zhen nodded, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the warehouse. The battalion deputy stepped back and stood behind him.

"It is normal for people who have resentment, after all, they are soldiers brought out by themselves." Li Zhen turned around and a faint smile appeared on his face. "But this matter, like Battalion Commander Lei said, is difficult to explain without tangible evidence. You all know what the imperial judicial system looks like - the military court is not much better. If he arrested people when he came in...there will be more reasons to argue after that - maybe when we humans are killed by all kinds of species, the matter has not been tried yet-"

He smiled and spread his hands: "It's great then--and there's no need to review."

The Major General made a joke, but no one found it funny. The battalion commander grinned and remained silent.

Li Zhen raised his eyebrows and sighed: "Okay, I know you are unhappy. Why don't we do this?"

He used a questioning tone, but no one answered.

He just smiled and said to himself: "After a while, if the inside is started, there will be no result in five minutes - do you have ten field guns, right?"

He waved his hand fiercely: "Then we'll bombard it there. Anyway, the thing in the warehouse is just a model."

Lei Dafu frowned: "General, this joke is not funny."

Li Zhen looked stern: "Who is telling it a joke?"

The battalion officers in the room looked at each other, and it took a long time before the battalion commander spoke: "What do you... mean?"

"Okay. If you don't understand, I'll explain it." Li Zhen said in a cold voice, "The following is the military order - five minutes after the war begins, if no one has come out yet - shell the 102 warehouse! Do you understand!"

The battalion commander stared at him with wide eyes, and after a while, he thrust his chest: "You are - in trouble!"

Li Zhen raised his hand and threw a document on the desktop with a snap: "Look at it yourself. Lei Dafu, I will only give you one chance. If you disobey the order again, I will implement the battlefield regulations now."

Lei Dafu looked at Li Zhen, then looked at the document, but did not go to get it.

The camp deputy frowned and walked over to pick up the documents and expanded them. Let's look at the signature below first.

Dai Bingcheng, President of the South Executive Office.

The seal of the Special Affairs Office, the Northern Base, and the South Executive Institute. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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