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Nothing is impossible, only unimaginable.
The seemingly most ordinary items can also become murderous weapons.
After putting away the homemade weapons, Zhang Feng fell into a deep sleep. This time it was real sleep.
Since arriving in Mexico City, we are in a strange city and may face unexpected dangers everywhere.
Not wanting to capsize in the gutter, Zhang Feng never really slept, he just squinted, forcing himself to stay in a light sleep at most.
In this way, if any danger occurs, you can wake up as soon as possible and take corresponding countermeasures.
But now he can sleep without any scruples, without thinking about any danger, he just needs to sleep.
Not only will the Waltz people not kill themselves, but they will worry about their own death and protect themselves carefully.
That being the case, what else is there to worry about
Zhang Feng didn't know how long he slept during this sleep. He just knew that when he woke up, all the bones in his body seemed to be soft, not to mention how comfortable he felt.
He didn't even know how long it had been since he had such a beautiful sleep.
"You finally woke up. Someone has come to check on you several times." Caldera, who was sitting aside, said.
"Um?"
Zhang Feng yawned drowsily, rubbed his cheeks, woke up, and said with a smile: "It's okay. By the way, I slept for a long time."
Caldera shook his head honestly and said, "I don't know, it's been a long time anyway."
have to. Asking is like asking in vain. I'm afraid he has no concept of time.
His stomach growled, Zhang Feng stood up, held his waist with one hand, looked up at the surveillance camera, grinned and shouted: "Damn it, I'm hungry, hurry up and bring me food."
Waltz, who was staring at the surveillance video, had a headache. He knew that Zhang Feng slept for a whole day and two nights, more than thirty hours.
During this period, he was worried that nothing would happen, so he ordered his men to check several times.
These more than thirty hours were also the time when he felt the purest. Now that I see Zhang Feng yelling at the camera, I can't wait to let him sleep for a while longer.
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, he had no choice but to give orders to his subordinates: "Send the food over. Hmm, let him be arrogant for a few more days. When he falls into the hands of the crazy people inside, I think he can still survive." You can’t be so arrogant.”
Delicious food and drinks were delivered to the room again, and Zhang Feng quickly filled his stomach. Naturally, Caldera was not polite and quickly stuffed the food into his stomach.
Three days passed like this, and Waltz finally received a reply from the organization.
He was ordered to return the experimental subjects to the organization as quickly as possible.
Waltz had been waiting for this order. After receiving the order, he immediately issued the order non-stop.
The door to the room was opened, and the man with a loaded gun looked at Zhang Feng with a sneer and said, "Your good days are coming to an end, so turn around."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned, knowing that he was probably about to leave for the United States.
Someone roughly put a gun on his back, and handcuffs were placed on his hands again. Caldera was not spared and received the same treatment as Zhang Feng.
Being pushed and pushed towards the outside.
When he walked out of the room, he saw many people in the same shape as them, squatting in the warehouse.
According to a rough estimate, there were about fifteen people. The characteristics of these people are very obvious. They are all male, with an average age of about twenty years old, and they are all strong.
His brows furrowed slightly. Just from Mexico City, these experimental subjects with excellent body functions were found, and the number from other cities was probably about the same.
Add this up, and the number of experimental subjects sent batch by batch to super soldiers in Area 51 for research will be approximately a terrifying number.
Although I have never seen a truly successful super soldier, when dealing with failures, their combat effectiveness has exceeded that of ordinary special forces.
From this point of view, the combat effectiveness of successful super soldiers is absolutely terrifying.
The ambitions of the Americans have always been obvious. They accuse themselves of being the Pacific police, interfering in the internal affairs of other countries everywhere.
You are still doing such crazy things!
Super soldiers and future weapons, if these two are really successfully researched by the United States, the results will be unimaginable.
While I was still thinking, someone pushed me hard on my back again.
Zhang Feng staggered, stood upright, turned around suddenly, turned around and glared fiercely at the person who pushed him, and said viciously: "Don't push me, I will leave!"
Just when the man was about to say harsh words, Zhang Feng sneered and said: "I know you guys are not holding back anything good. If you have the ability, give me a good time now. Don't let me escape. I will let you do it then." Understand that even wanting to die is difficult.”
The man who was still ready to say harsh words also sneered when he heard this: "You still want to escape, haha."
After saying that, he left directly and ignored Zhang Feng.
In his opinion, although Zhang Feng cannot be killed now, it is simply impossible for the latter to escape.
Where is Area 51? There is a garrison division of the US Army stationed just outside. Further inside, there is also a mobile special force team of the US Army serving as a guard.
Once inside a place like this, it's impossible to escape. Not to mention a living person, not even a mouse can escape.
The door of the warehouse was opened, and two large trucks pulling huge containers stopped at the door.
Waltz's men roughly pushed a man into the container.
Zhang Feng saw with his own eyes that after these people entered the container, the people outside directly welded the container to death!
Zhang Feng and Caldera were then pushed into the container of another truck.
This was a preferential treatment for the two of them. They were sharing a room for two, so they didn't have to crowd with fifteen other people.
It's not particularly dark inside the container, because there are several bottle cap-sized vents on the roof, allowing sunlight to filter in.
Zhang Feng frowned tightly. It would take at least ten days to get from Mexico City to the border of the United States.
Then for the next ten days, we will be completely confined to this container, including eating, drinking, and defecating.
He and Caldera were the only two people in their container, and Zhang Feng couldn't even imagine what the scenery would look like when the container was opened.
As for another container of the same size, there were about fifteen people in it. Zhang Feng thought about it, his eyelids twitched, and he did not dare to think any further.
The engine roared and drove out quickly.
The two vehicles were both under the banner of an American freight company.