Chapter 275 Northern Suburb Research Institute

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(Since everyone thinks it is awkward to take it apart, the next two chapters will be published in one chapter.)

God, far less generous than the devil!

Hercules never felt sorry for those who died under his hands. Many times, he would lament that he was born at the wrong time. If he was born in the era when the federal government collapsed, perhaps he would be the same as the founding emperor of the empire, Maxwell Stewart. , set an immortal great cause, and built a dynasty that belongs only to him. Here, he can do whatever he wants, men are his coolies, women are his sex slaves, this country has only one brain, one thought, and the common people only need to listen to his voice.

Hercules stubbornly believes that he can be regarded as a hero. He started from nothing and became the boss of the "Golden Fleece". The latter is standing on the shoulders of the ancestors, and the innate starting point is higher than him.

Since he is a hero, naturally he can't be mediocre like ordinary minions, greedy for life and afraid of death. He has thought about possible ways of death, suicide by drinking bullets, being shot, poisoned, getting into a car accident... all kinds of things, but he didn't I thought about the scene in front of me, when I was shot in the head of the person under me, and then I was naked, and I was carried to the main road like a dog, and I gnawed a mouthful of good dirt.

This kind of thing that he only did to others actually happened to him today...

He looked at the four people in front of him, staring at them, anger surging in his chest, and resentment piled up in his eyes.

"Who are we?" Tang Fang repeated, then sneered: "Your old friend!"

old friend? Hercules is not stupid, ào the true meaning of this old friend, but thinking about the enemies and enemies he has encountered in his life, it is impossible for them to have such strength based on their abilities.

One general is worth a million soldiers. It was so apt to apply to the devilish guy behind them. With such skills, it couldn't be easier to take the head of the enemy from among thousands of troops.

"Who are you?" Hercules asked again.

Tang Fang sighed, and stretched out his hand to lift off the mask.

When Mr. Gai Shi Xiaoxiong saw the face inside the helmet, gradually, a touch of surprise appeared on his face: "You? Is it you? It turned out to be you!" He remembered. Didn't the kid in front of him just make a fuss a few days ago, knocking down his bodyguards, as well as the boxers led by Sherwood and Anthony?

The guy who made him lose face.

"Recognized? Mr. Hercules." Tang Fang looked him up and down: "Sorry, my subordinates are too rude, and I shouldn't interrupt you when you are not enjoying yourself. It is really rude to do so. "

For his joke, Hercules felt a chill in his heart. Having been in the underworld for so many years, what kind of person has he never seen? What kind of scene did not pass? This is today. He clearly felt that there was something more in the eyes of the Asian boy than when he first met.

That was an undisguised cold killing intent!

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"I want to clarify your confusion." After speaking, Tang Fang took out a PDA from the Hellfire Chariot and handed it to Hercules' face: "Let me ask you, where did you pick up the wounded on the helicopter? "

Taking a closer look at the screenshot on the pda, Hercules was stunned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes: "I picked him up at the airport pier. It is said that he is a military cadet who has been withdrawn from the military academy."

Tang Fang sneered again and again: "Airport Wharf? Hercules. You are lying to a ghost."

"I didn't lie to you." Hercules argued to himself.

"Hmph, if that's the case. Do you need to pick it up?" Tang Fang kicked his ass, and shot with his hand, "Boom", the bullet exploded around him.

Seeing this scene, Hercules calmed down instead, and stood up unsteadily. Looking at Tang Fang calmly, "I ào you want to kill me. If I say so, I will die faster. Do you think I'll be so idiotic as to tell you that?"

Out of breath, he walked out from behind Tang Fang and kicked him in the crook of the leg. The underworld boss just stood up. He was kicked to the ground again.

"Who told you to get up." While speaking, Bai Hao's gun was already on Hercules' forehead.

"Huh...huh...huh. Shoot, if you dare, shoot." Hercules yelled arrogantly, confidently. As a hero, knowing that there is no way out, it is better to be impassioned than to be humble.

"You!" Bai Hao pushed the gun forward, but he didn't dare to shoot.

"Heracles, do you really think I have nothing to do with you?" Tang Fang pushed Bai Hao's gun away and snapped his fingers lightly.

Hearing a low growl from behind, a ferocious beast suddenly approached, throwing Hercules, who had just straightened up, to the ground.

The foul smell filled the air, and ticking mucus dripped down the jagged fangs and landed on Hercules' face.

"What... what?" Hercules felt his scalp go numb, and his white body trembled in fright. Next to him, Bai Hao also saw the puppy for the first time, and quickly raised the c14 piercing hand in his hand.

"Relax, relax." But he grasped the body of the gun and pressed it down slowly.

Bai Hao looked at him suspiciously, and then at the puppy that fell on Hercules. A sense of understanding surged into his heart, and then he relaxed, turning his head to look at Tang Fang with a touch of shock in his eyes.

"Hiss..." The puppy neighed, vibrating its wings under its ribs, and leaned in front of Hercules, sticking out its tongue and licking his fat face.

Hercules was pale, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering. If the opponent is human, no matter how threatened, it is impossible to pry his mouth open. However, facing this unknown and ugly creature in front of him, he only had one feeling in his heart, fear!

"Can I say it?" Tang Fang asked. "I can tell you responsibly that it has accumulated a lot of experience in how to shred the human body without letting the prey die prematurely."

"I...I said." Hercules finally compromised. Quick death and living cut are definitely two concepts, and he is no stranger to the latter, because he has done this kind of thing before, and he still enjoys it! Of course, he never thought that one day he would face such torture.

"Very good." Tang Fang nodded: "Tell me, where did you pick him up?"

"A medical and health center."

"Medical health center? Is it a military facility?"

"I don't know about this. It's just that the medical institution is closely related to Hausman Nelson."

"Housman Nelson? The Minister of Health?"

"Yes, that's him. I work for him."

"Where is the health center?"

"Northern suburb of Wendenbat."

"Lead the way ahead."

After finishing speaking, Tang Fang turned his head and winked at Aros: "Take him to the car."

Aros took the lead. With one hand and one waist, Heracles, who was as fat as a pig, was directly picked up, stuffed into the back seat of the Hellfire chariot, and then started the engine.

Tang Fang winked at Grant and Bai Hao. Go straight into the one behind.

Grant and Bai Hao took the last car together, and saw the half-sized man look at the steering column of the unusual car with an envious expression on his face. Unknowingly smiled slightly: "Do you want to try?"

try? What if it falls into a ditch? Isn't that embarrassing? don't try? And a little reconciled, there is no man who does not love cars, let alone a super-high-speed land tank like the Hellion, listening to the deep and powerful roar of the engine, watching it chasing the wind and electricity on the road like a silver wolf, galloping across the road, That feeling will definitely explode.

Bai Hao hesitated again and again, and Grant said "cut". With one foot of the accelerator, the car chased after Tang Fang.

As soon as the fiery chariot hit the road, Bai Hao later regretted it, how good he promised...

...

The northern suburbs that Hercules mentioned are actually on the edge of the urban area. Unlike ordinary medical and health centers, there are three-person-high iron wire nets erected around the buildings, with hooks and thorns on them, and the cold light is frightening.

The total area of ​​the park is about 1 square kilometer. There is a security box at the main entrance, although the security guards only carry electric batons. However, judging from their body shape, expressions, and gazes, it is obvious that this group of people is by no means comparable to the random fish who get in at the entrance of medical institutions relying on relationships and money.

In the past, Tang Fang might have thought that this was a mental hospital where violent psychopaths were imprisoned. but. At this moment, he doesn't think so.

Aros' car stopped, and Hercules stretched out his hand out the window, gestured to several security guards, and continued. The roadblock slowly fell, and three Hellion vehicles drove in one after another.

The buildings in the entire park are very new, most of which are low dome-shaped structures. The main facilities are at different heights and are densely packed together. Looking from a distance, they look like clusters of silvery white, reflecting the glow.

There are not many vehicles in the park, and they are parked in twos and threes in the parking lot in front of the building. A little further away is the landing pad for helicopters, and the outside is a buffer zone, separated from the wire mesh by a forest.

The three cars stopped, and eight strong men walked out of a two-story building closest to the parking lot. Unlike the security guards in front of the door, they were all armed with live ammunition and full of military equipment.

"Heracles, why are you here? Didn't the professor say that you are not allowed to hang out here if you have nothing to do?" Before a few people got out of the car, the leader of the 8 said with a displeased face.

At this moment, the hatch of the Hellfire Chariot opened upwards, and Aros, Hercules, Tang Fang, and Grant entered their field of vision at the same time.

When the head of the security guard glanced at Hercules, who was naked and bruised in the back cabin, as if he had been caught and raped on the bed and then beaten into a pig-headed three, his complexion suddenly changed.

"Enemy..." He wanted to say enemy attack, but in the middle of speaking, he was shot through the head by Aros. The seven people in the back didn't have time to think, and hurriedly touched the m505 saber slung on their chests.

They are all guys who have been soldiers and have been on the battlefield. Sudu is naturally not slow. However, compared with Bai Hao, compared with Aros, they are far behind.

"Boom, boom, boom." Three low-pitched gunshots sounded, and the three security guards in the middle fell in response. They were all shot in the head, and even the wounds were carved out of a mold.

On the other side, Bai Hao killed a security guard with a single shot, and was about to perform well, when he turned his head, the metal nail shot by the Gauss rifle in Aros' hand hit the heart of the last security guard very accurately.

The same reaction time, kills 3 people, Aros kills 3 people, he kills 1 person.

This kind of record made Bai Hao very disappointed. If he was in Lanna Military Academy, his quick reaction and shooting ability would be one of the best in the team. However, he never thought that compared with those two guys, he was far behind. cut.

"... To be able to snatch a chance to shoot from Aros' hands is barely a pass." Grant walked out from behind, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

This was obviously a comforting word, but hearing it in Bai Hao's ears was like a blow.

Fight from start to finish. The whole process took less than 5 seconds. When the last security guard collapsed on the ground, Tang Fang got out of the car, along with 100 machine gunners, plus 20 marauders, 20, 20 hellfire chariots, 24 Zealots, with 4 more.

When Bai Hao reacted. These combat units have already outflanked the central building area.

"Where do these guys come from..."

"Who is it?" Grant shrugged and replied lightly.

Naturally, Tang Fang would not explain anything to him, so he greeted a few people and walked towards the main entrance.

At this time, the ear-piercing siren sounded, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building raised armor plates to seal the main building, and the door was even locked. Heavy gates were lowered and metal stakes were raised. The front cover popped open, and a faint gun barrel protruded from the aperture.

The lawn on the buffer zone cracked, the steel gates slid to one side, and the elevator pushed out rows of defense robots.

Tang Fang looked up at the monitoring probe on a light pole not far away, and shot it up, paralyzing the monitoring equipment in the park. Then issue an attack command to the combat unit.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The plasma ball exploded in the group of defense robots, and the high-temperature plasma flow splashing around eroded one defense robot after another.

There are also those machine gun ground piles, which have not yet been fired. The fanatics chopped off their heads and turned into steel clubs with electric sparks and gunpowder smoke.

Nearly a hundred security guards rushed out of the four small buildings on both sides of the main building in the park. In addition to m505 sabers, all kinds of standard equipment such as grenades and rpgs, all of them were dressed in "Wrath of Thunder", and some of them held "Wrath of Thor" in their hands. K101 "Landslide", such a heavy sniper rifle.

The shield of Ulikmi was spliced ​​together, and heavy machine guns and snipers were placed in the gaps to form a steel armor position.

There is no doubt that this is a group of well-trained and adaptable security troops. Such a defensive force is comparable to a frontline stronghold on the battlefield. If it is fighting against the soldiers of the Charles Federation, it may become an evenly matched war of attrition, but Unfortunately, they picked the wrong opponent.

The shield of Ulikmi has strong defensive power, and it is difficult for small and medium guns below 12.7mm to penetrate the shield surface, but for c14 piercers, it is like piercing window paper, effortlessly.

"Chi, chi, chi..." The metal nails pierced row after row of fine holes on the shield, and the security personnel behind them fell down like cutting wheat. Several snipers wanted to fight back, but they were blasted into smoking and bleeding corpses by the judge's grenade.

Of course, the four were not idle either. They wandered around the battlefield, looking for troubles from the snipers who hid in high places and tried to kill the enemy leader with a single shot.

Often those worms just showed their heads, and before they even locked on the enemy, their heads were blown off with a single shot, and they leaned on the wall, using their blood to embellish the silver-white buildings with streaks of crimson.

After all, this is not a frontline fortress, nor is it a military base. Not even the Lanna Military Academy can stop Tang Fang, let alone a mere medical park.

In just a few minutes, the defense robots and the machine gun piles that were about to attack Tang Fang and the others were all harvested, leaving only some diehards hiding in the buildings and relying on the terrain advantage to hold on.

The zealots and 5 people have already been dispatched in batches. I believe it will not take long for the security forces in the entire park to be wiped out.

At the same time, in a heavily guarded hall in the central main building of the park, a white man in his 30s stood under the array of monitors flashing the label "No Signal". There was a scar running through his closed right eye. , stretching to the corner of the mouth, adding a bit of ferocity to the already fierce face.

"Damn it! Didn't Dunbar Taylor say that these people are going to the Lanna Military Academy in the north? Why did they suddenly appear here?"

The Dunbar Taylor he was talking about was the highest officer of the capital military region west of Wendenbat, the brigadier general of the Monya Empire.

As a security captain and an imperial soldier, it is a disrespectful act to dare to call the officer like this. If it is done in public, such a crime is enough to send him to the gallows.

However, all the staff present remained silent, and some timid people were even submissive, not even daring to raise their heads.

"Say, why are you all dumb?" The man's voice echoed throughout the hall.

No one spoke, and the scene was dead silent. Debbie, the female liaison officer, glanced at his back quietly, with a trace of fear flashing across her face.

Stevenson Campbell, an iron-blooded soldier, a brave general. If it was just such a title, the oppressive people in the hall would not even dare to take a breath. He also has another identity, the most notorious criminal army in the empire, a major officer of the "Lone Wolf" department. In front of a murderer, especially a furious murderer, who dares to speak, who dares to speak?

"Boom." Stevenson slammed his fist on the table with an extremely loud voice, which made several women nearby tremble. Perhaps due to the shock, Stevenson's sleeves were rolled back, revealing a line of gray-black, shining metallic under the light of the lamp. I didn't expect it to be a mechanical arm.

The female liaison officer sneaked a glance at him again, but this time she was a little slower, and was caught by Stevenson.

"You... Tell me, why is this?"

The female liaison officer stammered: "No...no ào."

"No ào?" Stevenson approached quickly: "You said no ào?" (to be continued...)