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Chapter 285: A Serious Person Never Is

Chapter 285 Serious people never...

Author: Hungry and full, still hungry

Chapter 285 Serious people never...

The shepherd's command to fire instantly caused the entire passage to resound with unusual gunfire.

In the dim cement corridor, there was the small impact sound of the electric submachine gun, the continuous sound of the focused submachine gun, and the slightly dull heat dissipation sound of the L-star.

Burning white and dazzling red energy ammunition erupted in the narrow passage at the same time along with different gunshots, detonating the entire place in the flash of chaotic light.

The detonation is a physical detonation. The high-temperature plasma collides with the ultra-low-temperature Bose-Einstein condensate, causing the original quantum state of atomic energy accumulation to be instantly destroyed. The energy ghost exploded like a ignited powder keg.

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A violent explosion occurred in this small corridor. The impact caused everything around it to overturn and cleared away all the smoke and dust.

Fortunately, the head-up display integrates a sound pickup and noise reduction function, so that everyone does not have to torture their ears in this small space.

But more ghosts appeared in front of everyone, and the shepherds no longer had to issue attack instructions. The dim scene and the light effects of the explosion made it difficult to distinguish the battlefield environment. Everyone still pulled the triggers in a well-trained manner, sending energy

Ammunition blasted into the bodies of these ghosts.

The explosion will make other ghosts in the nuclear power plant aware of the enemy invasion, but it will also bring temporary benefits, that is, the ghosts originally in the room will not be able to come out temporarily.

"Quick, quick, evacuate!"

The shepherd shouted orders and pressed Holt while retreating. Then Holt took over the lying Midas and began to output firepower until the people behind him connected with his firepower output.

Just like that, they retreated to Sam, who threw out the electromagnetic grenade in his hand to block the passage.

Thick smoke of charged particles blocked the entire passage, and the spreading flash of electric energy warned of its danger.

The five people formed a clearing formation, each responsible for a shooting area, and accelerated their movement in the building.

Now it is bound to be discovered, so we must attack quickly and try to find the key information in the shortest possible time.

Although they don't know where the roads and information are...

The gunfire suddenly appeared and then stopped. Only a few people in the corridor made no sound at all. Even the explosion of the energy ghost's death silenced the gunfire.

Slowly moving towards the light, a few people stopped in the shadows.

With the help of light, everyone once again discovered a laboratory.

It is a life-support device like a coffin, and the information and status of the people inside are displayed next to the life-support device.

As a technical sergeant, Holt began his work, checking various ports and connecting his personal equipment to them.

However, after casually wiping away the water droplets condensed on the surface of the life-support equipment due to the low temperature, Holt exclaimed in fright.

"Jesus!"

The rest of the people turned around with guns in hand and looked at Holt who was screaming.

"The guys here are not human!"

Following Holt's reminder, everyone reached out and wiped off the water droplets on the life-support equipment, revealing what was inside.

It is a complete human nerve, from the brain to the spinal cord, and then to the end of the fingertips. Like a sheath, it forms a human-shaped outline.

These things with only nerves left cannot be considered human beings, and life-support equipment only maintains the operation of this nervous system.

The weaver asked what everyone was asking: "Are they the ones inside the nuclear power plant?"

Life and death can no longer describe their state. They are neither alive nor completely dead. It is more like they are trapped at the boundary between life and death.

Now everyone's eyes are looking at the shepherd, waiting for the shepherd to make a decision.

Obviously, this mission is not just to investigate the nuclear power plant. The so-called inspection is a choice based on the current situation they face.

How the shepherds treat these trapped people will be one of the criteria for judgment.

Putting his hand on the energy tube of the life-support equipment, the shepherd pulled off the energy supply, and saw that the neural network inside suddenly turned into a pile of smoke. The stopped life monitoring signal also proved that this life was truly dead.

When the shepherd started to pull off the energy source of the second life-support device, Sam's hand grabbed him tightly and said: "Before you know the attitude of the Space and Time Administration, do you know how many impacts you will have if you do this? "

"I know. I can shoot at all criminals without restraint, and I can even do dark jobs to achieve mission goals. But I also know that shooting at burning enemies is also a kind of mercy."

"Besides, aren't we killing the enemy?"

As he spoke, the shepherd tore off the energy tube of another life-support device. Following his actions, others also began to take action and chose to 'kill' these enemies.

The weaver said while working: "Don't worry, as long as we don't tell them, they won't know what's happening here."

Midas came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I hope you will take off your head-up display before you say this. That thing has a recording function and can even transmit data in real time."

"What? Falk!"

Although they complained, everyone did not stop until all life-support equipment in the laboratory was cut off.

Sam leaned against the wall, looked at everyone and said, "Boys, I'm going to exercise my fifth freedom now."

The fifth freedom allows Sam to take any action he deems beneficial, which makes the Ghost Team aim their guns at him.

Seeing that an internal fire was about to start, Sam said slowly: "Now I want to take over the full command of the Ghost Team, and you all have to listen to me! Do you understand?"

To take over the command of the Ghost Team after everything is done? Sam is obviously ready to take the blame.

"Sir..."

Facing this legend, the shepherd was about to say something when he was interrupted by Sam.

Sam said: "I am the commander now! I just saw that the energy cable here is a bundled cable. It must lead to the main control room, where all the troubles here can be solved."

After saying that, Sam pushed open the iron door of the laboratory and walked out.

The most experienced combatant teamed up with a legend to fight, making Shepherd feel the gap between him and Sam.

Always calm, not affected by any external factors, making no mistakes in judgment, and almost every instruction is extremely accurate.

Moving along the direction of the cables, passing through the workshop where 3D printing ghosts were being carried out, we finally found the main control room and energy center of the entire nuclear power plant.

Now it has been turned into a huge display cabinet. In the interior space, which is five or six stories high, cages containing energy ghosts are neatly placed on the walls.

Some of the cages were broken, and it looked like they were escaped ghosts. There were also empty cages, and everyone thought that the nerves that had just been destroyed were those who controlled the ghosts inside.

On the main console, Holt consulted the operating instructions above and told others how to remove these energy supplies and completely kill these energy ghosts.

The strongest knitter went to untie the cable connections, while the shepherds stood guard for him.

Almost instinctively, Sam turned around, pointed his gun at a corner in the darkness, and fired in advance.

The moment the bullet was about to reach the far wall, a ghost stupidly crashed into it, making a huge explosion.

"Speed ​​up! They're coming!"

Since they are controlled by human consciousness, these ghosts will definitely know where the battle is taking place, and those trapped between life and death will vent the pain they have suffered.

More and more energy ghosts came to the control room, and those ghosts loaded into the display cabinets began to crazily hit the glass in an attempt to escape from inside.

The shepherd took off the energy cannon from the weaver's back, half-crouched in front of the weaver, took a deep breath and forcibly stabilized his body.

"Prepare for launch!"

Regardless of whether it was right or not, the shepherd shouted a command to launch a rocket-propelled grenade and aimed the EPG energy cannon at the place where the energy ghost appeared most.

The safety was released, and the spin device behind the barrel of the energy cannon opened and began to accelerate the physical particles of the energy ammunition. As the shepherd pulled the trigger, he felt an uncontrollable recoil force transmitted to his shoulders.

Electric light escaped from the muzzle, and an energy shell emitting blue light flew out with a very clear boundary.

Almost instantly, there was a huge explosion in the distance.

The energy ammunition of the energy cannon will not explode or impact, but those energy ghosts destroyed by high-temperature particles will.

After the energy cannon hits the impact, the concrete mixed with the impact point turns everything around into high-temperature and hot charged dust.

The energy ghosts turned into chain explosions of minefields, opening up a new space directly on the reinforced concrete where they appeared.

The shepherd looked at the weapon in his hand in shock, then looked back at the equally shocked weaver and said, "There are four more rounds. If you don't hurry up, we'll have to stay here."

The battle situation remained the same. Midas was the first to issue an early warning and shouted: "There are too many of them. We can't defend here. I still have four energy batteries."

"Electromagnetic smoke grenade release!"

Sam told his companions about his actions, and he threw out multiple electromagnetic grenades, and the charged smoke erupted blocking all the corridors.

After a temporary respite, Midas put down the overheated Focus light machine gun and began to help the Weaver unplug the energy pipeline.

Just when everyone was about to lend a hand to help, the Bose-Einstein condensates that had been blown up and scattered around like small puddles began to condense together like iron sand attracted by magnets.

The spiraling condensates began to gather and gradually formed a huge storm group.

Now there is no need for a heads-up display, and the huge energy response is clearly visible to the naked eye.

Sam fired an energy magazine with the electric submachine gun in his hand. The ammunition that could have detonated the ghost no longer had any effect.

Taking a few steps back, Sam distanced himself from the shepherd.

In fact, Sam did not block the Shepherd's range of fire. He was afraid that the energy cannon would blow him to pieces.

This time, the shepherd did not take a crouching position to shoot, but lay on the ground, using his whole body as a muzzle brake, and then fired the remaining three rounds of ammunition in one breath.

The shepherd was pushed half way to the ground, but he ignored the bruises on his body and just paid attention to the battle situation.

However, things tend to develop in a worse direction. I saw that these three ammunition were completely swallowed up by the energy storm, just like stones sinking into the ocean, without making any waves.

"Cleward!"

The shepherd shouted the weaver's real name, and the matter had reached its most critical moment.

The energy storm is still circling, and it continues to extend its tentacle-like limbs to absorb the broken condensed matter.

Now it's time to fight for time. The energy cannon has run out of ammunition. It depends on whether to cut off the energy of all controllers' life-support equipment first, or whether this energy storm will devour the uninvited guests.

"hurry up!!!"

Seeing the energy storm group getting bigger and bigger, he dodged the tentacles of these storms awkwardly. However, the bump on his back reminded him that he was carrying a big gun.

The shepherd was just in this tense battle situation and was so stimulated by adrenaline that he forgot that he still had such a weapon.

'That's a weapon that can penetrate a main battle tank with one shot. Your little arms and legs...'

Now that he couldn't care about that much anymore, the shepherd took off his lightweight rechargeable rifle and simply pointed the muzzle at the storm.

A unique charging sound sounded, and then a dazzling orange beam of light emitted from the charging rifle.

The energy penetrated the entire storm without causing any explosion. The overly concentrated beam evaporated the low-temperature particles, and the weapon created a molten hole with an unknown depth in the concrete wall behind the storm.

Because of this attack, the shepherd was pushed up by the charged rifle, flew over the console, flew past the weaver, and hit the display cabinet with the energy ghost hard on his back.

The shepherd's body did not cause any damage to the display cabinet, not even a simple shake.

But then he was affected by gravity and fell towards the ground.

However, this is four or five stories high. If you fall, you will have to collect your body.

The Marquee began in Shepherd's eyes, with him being born into a military family and spending his childhood traveling from base to base. Joining the Army, entering Delta Force, then being recruited by the Ghost Squad, and then various assignments.

The shepherd saw Midas' outstretched hand, the weaver couldn't break the pipe, Holt's skin was torn apart by the L-star's radiator, and Sam picked up the focus light machine gun on the ground.

It seems that everything is going to end like this...

Suddenly, the shepherd felt his whole body tighten, all his strength was concentrated on his waist, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

I looked back with difficulty, but saw no one.

"What a nonsense. I told you your little arms can't bear that kind of weapon."

As Hank's voice appeared, his person also appeared in the Shepherd's eyes.

"I think the armor of a main battle tank can also be penetrated by tandem armor-piercing rounds."

Seeing the reinforcements, the shepherd finally breathed a sigh of relief and started a rare joke with Hank.

"Did I say it was a tank in your mind? Metaphor! Do you understand the metaphor? This thing is a 'tank' weighing forty to sixty tons and equipped with an energy shield that will be rampaging on the battlefield six hundred years later!

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The shepherd pointed at the energy storm and said, "I don't know what your tank looks like, but that thing is about to eat people."

Hank threw the Shepherd in his hand towards the console and jumped over with a slight jump.

“How on earth are we going to deal with this?”

Everyone looked at the energy storm, waiting for Hank to take action. However, Hank pointed his personal terminal at the storm and started filming.

This is to upload relevant information and data, and can devour other condensed matter on its own to expand its own energy consciousness group, which has extremely high research value.

The Red Queen, who was paying attention to the development of the situation, instantly agreed to Hank's request and opened several portals around her. The tyrant pushed the glass and walked out.

It was the same operation as containing the sky demon Ximu, until the entire energy storm was contained, and everyone present could not believe it.

"Is this the end?"

Hank said: "What else? Have a fight? Then kill a few people, and finally cause a big explosion to end? This is not a movie."

"But... you can contain this kind of enemy at will, so what do you need us to do? Assessment? What assessment?"

Hank looked at the people with doubtful faces and said: "At the beginning of the reconstruction of the Space-Time Management Bureau, even the director had to personally go to danger. At the beginning, there was not so much technological equipment and firepower support, and there were only dozens of us combatants. But.

In that environment, faced with being surrounded by an entire regiment, the director was still calmly waiting for his allies to make a choice.

According to the director, only the choice you make according to your heart is the real decision of will. And you have just made a choice. Faced with such a situation, if you can give those people a happy life, this is the answer.

We never care about personal physical fitness. The Administration has a thousand ways to make you stronger. But what really determines a person's heart is their spirit.

Especially the little raccoons, we are biochemical troops. It is our most common method to cause a biochemical crisis and plunge a world into inevitable death. Therefore, we value a person's spiritual connotation most. If you do not choose to free those people, but wait

Only after further processing will I throw you off the recruitment list."

On the transport plane, everyone was thinking about what Hank said, and suddenly felt as if they had done something extraordinary.

Sam Fisher asked Hank and said: "What should we do with this nuclear power plant? Now that the power output has been stopped, if the fuel rods of the reactor are not extracted, the core will melt and cause leakage."

This is a kind reminder. As the Space and Time Administration has intervened in the war situation, the war in this country will be forced to calm down by the joint efforts of all countries. The nuclear power plant with condensed matter organisms will also be forgotten as if it does not exist. How to deal with the reactor becomes

It’s the responsibility of the Space-Time Management Bureau.

Hank patted the cabin wall and shouted to Marvin who was driving the transport plane: "Marvin, hover here."

While waiting for the transport plane to hover, Hank said to everyone: "Look, this scene is not common even in the Administration. Experts who specialize in dealing with nuclear radiation issues."

I saw a 100-meter-high portal appearing on the coast, and a giant creature that was 80% similar to Antoun and covered in rocks and plants walked out of it.

Hank introduced: "The Titan Methuselah, a gentle guardian."

The corners of Sam's mouth twitched and he asked: "You call this gentleness?"

"The Titans are naturally balanced. They feed on radiation and can readjust the natural environment and rebuild the ecology. You must know that if other worlds want to invite these big guys to take action, they will not only have to pay a high price, but also endure a long period of time.

Queuing period.”

Methuselah, who looked like a mountain, dug up the reinforced concrete of the nuclear power plant, then found the reactor and ate it slowly. After finishing this meal, he had to rush to the next place to have dinner. As a Titan, he had already

A little fatter.

It only took the Titan a few minutes to complete all this, and even in front of his huge body, everything seemed slow.

Until Methuselah disappeared, Sam couldn't say another word. It was all too shocking...

After watching the performance, Hank had no intention of leaving, but looked at the sky with his watch.

Everyone also looked at the sky curiously, and saw a meteor falling from the sky, exploding in the clouds, and then the flames were like a sky curtain, covering the entire nuclear power plant.

"The error rate is 0.0086%, and there are no casualties. She is indeed a beauty holding an electromagnetic gun and fighting. Well done, Jill."

"I've applied for everything, but even if I don't use it, I always feel like something is missing. I'll wait for you on the track floor."

The conversation between the two did not avoid anyone. The original nuclear power plant seemed to be covered with a veil, but it was only a burning flame.

"The flames here will not go out until this nuclear power plant is completely burned down."

Hank seems to be talking about ordinary things, but everyone knows that the strength shown in this is something that cannot be achieved on this planet.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Hank solemnly said: "Next, you will be trained by the Space-Time Administration, but remember, don't participate in any competition invitations! Serious people never use this method.

!”

Originally there were 2,000 words posted yesterday, but I re-read Wandering Earth 2, but I missed the time.

I stayed up all night writing and writing, and ended up finishing today's content in one go.

So I sent it directly and it was gone by night.

(End of chapter)


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