(The last 500 words are repeated, revised around 12:30, surprise nucleic acid test in the community, queue up for the test in the middle of the night...)
While Mikkelsen was looking for opportunities, Denis Quite, who had been hiding out of the camera, was also studying Tanguy.
He was not at all curious about why Tangji could cause the death of players. Dennis had seen too many bizarre things in his life. As an experienced pioneer, he already knew how to be in awe.
Dennis Quint would not regard himself as a superior person like Kathy Walter and other pioneers, and look at everything that happens in the world from a bird's eye view.
This is also a common problem among most pioneers. They have seen too many miracles in their own world, and they have been suppressed for too long. After entering these new worlds, they naturally feel that they are superior.
Dennis Quint chose the identity of Wen and entered this body. The body's native ability is called [Security Field].
This ability can center on itself and invalidate all malicious attacks against him within a range of ten meters.
This is the ability that Kathy Walter and Aslan chose for Wen after careful consideration, but Dennis Quite himself didn't care at all.
This world is very unfamiliar to him, and he is also unfamiliar with superhuman abilities, so Dennis Quint has no plans to take risks in the short term.
In fact, he really didn't understand why Kaixi and Aslan, two underachievers with outstanding performance, were so impulsive in this regard.
Using intern pioneers to test Tang Ji? The cost is too high. They can definitely use cheaper naturalized forces.
In Dennis' view, the Adventist sect is a very useful tool, and the converts can provide better cannon fodder.
The surveillance network for Tang Ji was set up by Dennis. He took some time to understand the world. Many things he saw in the data were completely different from the reality.
For example, the order of this world is far more fragile than he imagined, as if it would collapse completely with just a little force. The pioneers have been shaking its foundation over the past few decades, ultimately creating such a situation.
But the remaining foundation has shown to be very resilient. After experiencing the sweep of the wave, the bottom line between superhumans and ordinary people is still maintained. Although the extremists on both sides have repeatedly clashed and died, on a large scale,
A healthy integration has begun.
In this regard, they have fallen far behind the planning department's progress.
When figuring out the cause, Dennis discovered two anomalies, one was Tang Ji, and the other was the fugitive body, Greed.
The stability of the American continent is determined by the federation. As long as the federation is not in chaos, the entire American continent will remain in a state of inertia.
The reason why there have not yet been large-scale riots by human purists and superhuman terrorists in the Federation is because Tang Ji has become a bellwether for the former to a large extent.
On the contrary, Tang Ji's enemy Losas organization has become the latter's belief, and both sides are still restrained because the conflict between Tang Ji and Losas is fierce enough, giving both parties a vent to express their emotions.
They turned the military fight into a civil fight and started a fierce conflict on the Internet, but this conflict is also a kind of communication after all, and when there is communication, there is understanding.
As hatred gradually spreads, some people continue to realize the other party's unspeakable secrets.
No ordinary person wants to wake up and find their next-door neighbor a superhuman being who can breathe fire and create ice, and then accidentally destroy half a block.
No superhuman wants to wake up and become a freak in the eyes of acquaintances, but the collateral damage caused by losing control of his abilities in the early stages of awakening is almost inevitable.
Dennis Quint realized that their action against Tang Ji must speed up, otherwise the plot trend of the entire world will deviate more and more from the planning department's plan.
So, he assembled a team and planned to break some boundaries that the Blazers had not broken.
While Mikkelsen was working on the old script, thinking about how to game the players, three special missiles were launched from three launch vehicles disguised as civilian vehicles.
These three military missiles produced in the Free Caucasus shot straight into the sky, then adjusted their direction under the guidance of gyroscopes, unfolded their gliding wings, and entered the taxiing stage.
At this time, the missiles have no energy response or electromagnetic signals, and their sliding trajectories have been calculated in advance as early as the launch.
Such missiles will not be detected by urban security systems. Although they can only cause damage to fixed targets, they are extremely suitable for the current situation.
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"We may have an opportunity, but it may also be a trap." Mikkelsen called and said to Tangji: "You are the one who bears all the risks, so you make this decision, do you want to take the risk?
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"As long as you can be sure that Mrs. Generosity's value is high enough." Tang Ji replied while squeezing the armed belt around his waist and hanging various pieces of equipment on it.
"At least for now, it seems that she is the most important of the three public virtues. If you look carefully, you will find that all the activities she participates in are limited to less than two hours." Mikkelsen said on demand:
"This means that Walter Company puts Mrs. Generosity's mood before its own interests."
"It sounds reasonable, but several women I know like to work around the clock, as if resting is harmful to health." Tang Ji thought of Wu Qianying, with a slight smile on his lips.
"..." Mikkelsen was silent for a few seconds: "Believe me, Tangji, you have no chance of meeting a normal woman."
"When you confirm the time of action, ask Wang Zhengdao to pick me up." Tang Ji hung up the phone directly.
He glanced at the stumbling team members in the room and sighed. Except for Anthony, who still maintained an upright posture and studied the instructions for several new drugs, the others had begun to let themselves go.
Ethan and Surte came together to play a virtual game with VR helmets. Surte would suddenly swing his limbs at an accelerated speed from time to time, apparently using his abilities to cheat.
Martin occupied most of the sofa, and his snoring was so loud that Tony covered his ears and turned over, trying to get rid of the sound in his sleep.
Shadow still had a weak sense of presence, sitting in the corner and painstakingly checking every bullet, while the saint was sitting next to him, identifying the purpose of these bullets.
The new Miwako was sitting behind the bar, interacting with her tattoos a little decadently, looking silly.
Tang Ji sat back down, fidgeting with the bone necklace hanging on his chest back and forth, and continued to watch the news on TV.
No one is more impatient than him. He doesn't want to waste a second here. Every minute he thinks about how much victory he can gain now if he can let go and kill without restraint.
But those players are not stupid. Without Wang Zhengdao's assistance, Tang Ji would be like a fist attacking fallen leaves, unable to exert any force.
At this time, his cell phone rang again, and Martin's snoring trembled a few times, as if he was protesting again.
Tang Ji glanced at the number and saw that it was Carl Wile. Suddenly, he felt nervous. He raised his hand and fired a shot at the ceiling, waking everyone up, and then answered the call.
"Karl, what's going on?" Tang Ji pressed his hands on everyone to tell them to be quiet. After hearing the name Karl again, his team members had already entered the state.
"It's nothing, I just stayed underwater for a long time, and it was always boring to see these faces." Carl Wille breathed a sigh of relief, feeling tired.
At this time, he was wearing silk pajamas, lying on a lounge chair, enjoying the artificial sunshine, and holding a glass of Hawaiian cocktail in his hand.
The Moonlight Gold is indeed a specially customized sea ark. It is not inferior to the major casinos in Las Vegas in terms of luxury, and its style is even higher.
Of course, Mr. Lucky is not 'high-end' enough to feel the so-called style. Now he misses his days in the casino very much.
There are too few people on the Moonlight Gold. Although the families of several team members also live here, their uneasiness prevents them from becoming good poker friends.
Moreover, Mr. Lucky, who was used to playing big gambling games, had no interest in accompanying them to play games with stakes of no more than fifty federal dollars.
To put it simply, he was suffocating and wanted to go ashore, and the feeling was particularly strong today. He made this call just to test Tang Ji and see if he could give him a few days off.
"Do you still remember the cocktails we drank in the next life? I personally like a few of them. If, I mean, if the situation outside is not so tense now, maybe we can get together?" Mr. Good Luck paved the way for a while.
Then he revealed his purpose: "Staying at home all the time is not good for your health, isn't it?"
"Did you call me suddenly and impulsively, or something else..." Tang Ji didn't know how to describe this word correctly, so he could only ask more bluntly: "Imagine it carefully, Karl, is it safe for you to make this call?"
Out of your own volition, even if you risk your life, do you still want to ask us out for a drink?"
Mr. Good Luck was confused by Tang Ji's words. He froze on the spot for a few seconds before nervously answering: "I'm not sure... Tang Ji, I just suddenly thought it was a good idea to go out for a walk. I'm not that
I want to drink. I'm actually drinking right now, so do you think this is a sign or something else? What does it mean? Am I in danger?"
"No, I am in danger." In the flash of lightning, the uneasiness in Tang Ji's heart was infinitely magnified. He hung up the phone and shouted to everyone: "Get out of here!"
"Sulte, lead the slow ones and leave now!" Tang Ji didn't even waste time to open the door. He charged forward, knocked the door down and ran out.
The reaction of Shadow and Saint was fast enough, almost following Tang Ji. Tony had just woken up and his reaction was a little slower, but his pair of prosthetics made up for this time, and he rushed out in just a few steps.
Miwako also reacted quickly. Although she didn't know what happened, she knew it was best to hesitate at this time and just do it.
Soult held Ethan under his arm, dragged Anthony with one hand, and dragged Martin's leg with the other, and rushed out of the room like a whirlwind.
Because of the difference in personal speed, Miwako became the last person to leave the house even though she reacted quickly enough.
When she just crossed the road and got rid of several paparazzi who were chasing her to take pictures, the first missile had already crashed into the old man's safe house.
The missile penetrated the wall of the building like a sharp sword, cutting through tofu, and then made a circular pit two meters deep on the ground.
The next second, the ground seemed to be arching upwards, and then it erupted like a volcano, lifting the entire ground and the buildings above it!
The deafening explosion and the shock wave swept away the safe house and everything within fifty meters around it.
Miwako felt as if she had been hit by something, and she flew forward. Fortunately, Surte appeared in time, grabbed Miwako in the air, and sent her directly to the shadow of another building a hundred meters away.
Two seconds later, Shadow with the best eyes saw another black shadow sliding into the firelight, followed by another loud noise and the same earth-shaking.
Three seconds later, another black shadow flashed across and hit the road twenty meters in front of the safe house. Then the place followed the safe house's footsteps, and the land over dozens of meters in radius was turned over.
"Missiles?" Miwako's eyes widened. As a commercial spy, although she had received many super-class trainings, she never dreamed that she would be attacked by missiles in the city.
"This thing is so powerful!" Surte's eyes widened, reflecting the firelight in the distance, and his face was full of excitement: "Can I use this kind of weapon?"
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Two seconds later, Shadow with the best eyes saw another black shadow sliding into the firelight, followed by another loud noise and the same earth-shaking.
Three seconds later, another black shadow flashed across and hit the road twenty meters in front of the safe house. Then the place followed the safe house's footsteps, and the land over dozens of meters in radius was turned over.
"Missiles?" Miwako's eyes widened. As a commercial spy, although she had received many super-class trainings, she never dreamed that she would be attacked by missiles in the city.
"This thing is so powerful!" Surte's eyes widened, reflecting the firelight in the distance, and his face was filled with excitement: "Can I use this weapon?" Two seconds later, Shadow with the best eyes saw another black streak.
The shadow slipped into the firelight, followed by another loud noise and the same earth-shaking.
Three seconds later, another black shadow flashed across and hit the road twenty meters in front of the safe house. Then the place followed the safe house's footsteps, and the land over dozens of meters in radius was turned over.
"Missiles?" Miwako's eyes widened. As a commercial spy, although she had received many super-class trainings, she never dreamed that she would be attacked by missiles in the city.
"This thing is so powerful!" Surte's eyes widened, reflecting the firelight in the distance, and his face was full of excitement: "Can I use this kind of weapon?"