Manual of Space-Time Interference

A slight spark, a slight explosion, accompanied by a little white mist rising...

Unlike the crowd on the ground who panicked and shouted 'God is angry', the cabin was extraordinarily silent and silent, but they all knew that this was for the sake of civilization.

"The biological and chemical weapons have all been activated, and it is expected that the next battle plan can be implemented in 30 minutes!"

The driver turned his head and said, the dialect nodded slightly, and then responded with the word 'um', just like this quietly looking at the screen displayed on the light screen in front of him, the people who fell under the virus attack, But out of the corner of his eyes, he kept glancing at the time in the upper right corner.

"Everyone has it! Prepare for the login operation!" The dialect shouted abruptly, as if trying to wake everyone from their thoughts.

"Bang tart!"

The sound of a neat turn and stride was particularly hard and decisive in the contact between steel and steel. Everyone's eyes looked directly at the hatch, waiting for the next action, killing, or looting.

"It has descended to 1,500 meters, the landing site is being cleaned up, and the landing is being implemented!"

"Bang!"

A sense of vibration came, and Fang Yan looked at the slowly opening hatch in front of him, turned his head and beckoned behind him, and then rushed out without any hesitation.

"Again my request!" Dialect said while running, "First, be quick and efficient, second, never open your masks, and third, don't mix any personal emotions."

"clear."

One after another silent voice came over, Dialect nodded, glanced around a little, and said again, "According to the established battle plan, the first team and the second team will clean up, and the third team will be responsible for cleaning. On the battlefield, transport according to the previously marked materials."

"The first team understands!"

"The second team understands!"

"The third team understands!"

The soldiers beside him crossed the dialect one by one, he looked at it and exhaled, then tightened his rifle and rushed forward.

The sound of mourning around him was much smaller, and then it became inaudible under the intelligent filtering. All the struggles in front of him were also reduced by the presence of the light screen. At least, it can make people feel better. Many, but perhaps only self-deception.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sporadic gunshots were particularly sharp and piercing, and there was still smoke curling up somewhere in the town, and then gradually washing up, the sun was still very bright, and there were still a few clouds in the sky...

It was a slaughter, a slaughter that might be considered silent, perhaps bloodless...

"Nikon, come... come..."

An angry voice murmured from the man's mouth, his eyes had lost focus, but he still stared in the direction of his child and stretched out his hand, because his ears seemed to still have the aftermath of his fall left in his ears. Nikon's voice of pain...

"Baba, Baba..."

"boom!"

The world seemed to be quiet in an instant, and the dialect pointed his gun that was still smoking at a slant downward again. The child who fell on the ground in front of him was still opening his eyes, as if he was questioning who the dialect was...

"call……"

Dialect took a breath, turned and ran forward again. At the same time, according to the thermal image displayed on the light screen, he kept looking for traces of alien civilization creatures from all corners or the basement of a house. Cold and determined.

"The east is cleaned up!"

"The west side is cleaned up!"

"The south is cleaned up!"

Three voices rang in his ears one after another, Dialect looked at the city wall in front of him, and after a jumping up, he looked at the intoxicating and yearning green hills in the distance, and slowly uttered an order that represented a short end, "Clean up the north. After that, all the personnel cooperated with the third team to carry the materials, and the fighters rushed to the periphery of the town to search for the fish that slipped through the net, and waited for the next order."

"clear!"

Several voices rang in his ears, and the dialect looked into the distance again, then jumped off the city wall and walked slowly towards the login location.

Without any extra words, the surrounding warriors seemed unusually silent. Although the movements of their hands did not stop, their eyes would inadvertently focus on the corpses on the ground, on their unclosed eyes.

"Commander, what to do with the corpse?"

Kumamoto's voice sounded in Dialect's ears, he paused for a moment, and then replied, "The disposal of the corpse is put aside for now, and we will follow up after the industrial sector manufactures the relevant equipment for a quick clean-up. , it's too time consuming to clean up now."

"clear!"

Kumamoto Qi replied, his ears fell silent again, the dialect paused, then looked up and looked around, this street with the western medieval style and alien civilization characteristics, and the clear blue sky above, Then walk forward again.

"Anyone going to quit?"

Dialect asked softly, but it seemed that he felt that he didn't make it clear, and asked loudly again, "Does anyone want to quit?"

For a long time, no one replied, and the dialect didn't say anything, but walked slowly to the square where they landed, where the soldiers were busy carrying supplies.

"The task of the third team is completed, please return!"

"Approve to return!"

Dialect said, and then looking at the soldiers who gathered quickly, he asked the leaders of the other two formations, "The first and second formations report the situation?"

"The first formation has completed the cleanup and is heading to the next area!"

"The second formation has completed the cleanup and is heading to the next area!"

"Well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Today's mission target is 6 towns. If you complete it quickly, you can still go back to finish your meal in time, but you can only feel wronged for lunch." Dialect replied, and finally thought about it. I thought about adding a sentence, "Everyone has worked hard."

"It's okay, but I'm afraid some soldiers can't stand it." The captain of the first formation replied.

"The battleship has prepared people for psychological counseling, and we also have special personnel in charge of this work." Dialect replied simply, then thought for a while, and said, "You should always pay attention, once you find any The situation of the soldiers is not right, remember to report to me in time."

"clear!"

Two voices came, and the dialect sighed. After hanging up the communication, he looked at the soldiers who had assembled in front of him, and pointed at the aircraft, "All are there, get on the plane, and go to the next combat location!"

The firm and dull voice rang out again, and then flew away in a humming sound, leaving only this city under the bright sun, a city where laughter and laughter existed only in the past— - Dead City!

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