"You take No. 147 away! I'll cut off the back!"

Ghost Face roared, constantly shooting the group of snakes with the weapons in their hands. Not far away from them, several members of the Lei Falcon Team had fallen down. These members had not yet died, but were not far from death - their skin had already appeared a strange blue-purple color, with a lot of white foam spitting out of their mouths, and their limbs and bodies were twitching slightly.

Ghost face stretched his hand to his waist. He had run out of plasma grenades, and there was still the last one left in the conventional fragmented grenade. He gritted his teeth, then shrank his hand back, and continued to pick up the rifle and shoot.

When facing a creature like a snake with a small bullet-bearing area and flexible movements, to be honest, conventional guns are really not a suitable weapon. The round snake body is covered with hard and smooth scales. This structure is a bit similar to the helmet of a human soldier. If the bullet incident angle is not straight enough, it will easily slide away from both sides of the snake body, causing little damage.

"Damn it...if you had a flamethrower this time...why aren't you leaving yet! Go! Get out! Get out quickly!"

Ghost Face turned around and saw that Cheng Yanqiu and No. 147 had not left yet, and roared angrily inside.

"No. 147, let's go!"

Cheng Yanqiu threw out the last grenade, then grabbed the strap on the No. 147 bulletproof vest and dragged him behind.

"But... Captain, we..."

"Don't forget the emergency plan you asked you to memorize during training! The ghost face is right, we must withdraw first and let them cut off the rear!" Cheng Yanqiu said sternly.

He is the commander, and No. 147 is a hacker expert and ecological expert. If he wants to complete this mission, he must leave with No. 147. This is why No. 147 is so low and can still be selected to participate in this mission.

"Yes...yes..." No. 147 finally looked back at his teammate who was fighting fiercely with the snake group. In just a few seconds, another person fell down - a poisonous snake hiding in the crack of the stone suddenly rushed out and bit his ankle. The sharp fangs several centimeters long pierced directly through the tough leather boots, injecting the toxin into the human body.

From being bitten to falling to the ground, the whole process took less than three seconds...

There is something new to Ghost Face who didn't tell anyone who has joined the Lei Falcon Squad like No. 147: Every time there is a mission to return to the surface, the rankings of all the entire Lei Falcon Squad will go a long way, because those players who are ranked at the top all died on the ground while performing the mission.

The real wasteland is actually far more cruel than the virtual world constructed in the game...

"Run! Run to the abandoned city!"

Cheng Yanqiu didn't dare to look back, holding a rifle in one hand and pulling No. 147 in the other hand, running desperately towards the ruins of Leshan City...

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...

"Organization" headquarters, basalt secret room.

It was still the conference room full of religious atmosphere, but this time, there was no one sitting on both sides of the long table. Only the master at the end of the long table sat, sitting a man in a delicate white suit and a white mask, while the other guy in a black robe had his back facing him, as if he was studying the obsidian wall tiles attached to the wall.

The man in a white suit waved his hands, and the black-armored soldiers immediately left the conference room. After the door made of heavy rocks was pushed up, he spoke, "You sent people to the ground again? Who is the responsible commander?"

"That boy from the Cheng family." said the man in black. He took out a simple and exquisite heather pipe from his arms, and then took out a silver cigarette box and a box of matches. He slowly took out the tobacco silk from the box, pressed it into the pipe with his thumb, and finally lit it slowly with a long match.

"This is the last box of tobacco you have collected, right?" For some reason, the white suit suddenly changed the topic.

"Yes, the best batch of tobacco at the time was almost completely destroyed in that transportation accident... It has been so many years, and the underground environment has never cultivated the taste I want. After smoking this box, I probably have to quit smoking."

"Maybe it won't take long before we can get back to the ground."

"What after I got back to the ground? Do you think I still had the heart to run a tobacco plantation at that time?"

"The war will always end, and wait until that time..."

"No, the war will never end." The man in black shook his head and took a deep breath of his pipe.

"By the way, the whereabouts of the team led by the boy from the Cheng family have been discovered by the master's brain?"

"If I guess correctly, they should have contacted the master's subordinates. As for how much they lose, it depends on their own ability."

"The subordinates of the master's brain... are those biochemical people?"

"It's not limited to those biochemical people. If you have time, you can go and check out Document No. 1663. In that mission, we lost 35 of the most elite thunder falcons and exchanged them for eleven photos. From those eleven photos, you can know what interesting gadgets have been created in the past few years."

"Are those modified mutant creatures? No matter how much that kind of thing is transformed, its combat power will be the same, right?"

"The key is the quantity, and the natural reproduction rate will never be as fast as the mature cloning technology." After saying that, the man in black robe took another breath, then slowly closed his eyes, allowing the mellow gas to roll and rise between his throat and nose.

"What is the chance of them coming back alive?"

"Zero. The danger level of this mission is second only to the Alpha and Beta programs, and we didn't even specify a detailed response plan."

"Are you just sending them out to die like this? I have seen that boy from the Cheng family. He is a very outstanding young man who sacrificed for a test and always feels that it is not worth it."

"Every young man who joins Lei Falcon is excellent. In addition to the ghost face, the top ten members of Lei Falcon are now out of 100, half a year ago."

"Can we really bear this kind of consumption? Maybe we should think about it for the future?" Bai Suit tidied up his collar, and his tone was slightly dissatisfied.

"War always requires sacrifice, and we are always in war. If we don't play every move in front of us well, what future can we consider?"

"Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with me anyway, and I can't care about it, but I have to tell you about something. Based on the results from the research institute, we can already confirm the reason why the main brain launched a black wave in the virtual world."

"Oh? So, my original guess was correct?"

"Yes, you are right. The Kuroshio is just an experiment for the main brain. Every evolution or change of various types of parasites is traceable. When the main brain collects enough data in the virtual world, the next step will inevitably transfer the test site to the real world."

"Time doesn't wait for anyone... How is the cracking work progressing?"

"No progress." The white suit shrugged and stood up from the seat. "Okay, you old guy, slowly taste the last box of tobacco. I won't be with you here to talk nonsense. There are still a lot of trouble waiting for me to deal with."
Chapter completed!