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How could four people who didn't even fully grasp their own combat power be the opponents of a real super soldier who was already red-blooded
Almost as soon as they met, two of them had daggers stabbed deeply into their chests.
The daggers held in the hands of the super warriors are all specially made. Although the length is not long, it is more than enough to pierce the chest and penetrate into the heart.
The deep blood-letting groove holds the blood and releases it quickly, so the blade will not get stuck in the muscle.
Although the two transformed people were stabbed into the chest, they were not killed instantly. Just before they took their last breath, there was still deep hatred and unwillingness in their eyes.
The hatred is because they had more or less their own lives in Mexico City, but they were forcibly taken here. Their family, everything about them was destroyed in that moment.
Just because of this, they have enough hatred, not to mention the pain they suffered in this institute.
Apart from hatred, there is even more unwillingness in their hearts!
The elevator shaft is behind them. If they climb up, they may escape, return to Mexico City, start their lives over, or return to their previous lives.
But the passage behind them has nothing to do with them at all, because their lives are determined here!
Two corpses slowly fell to the ground. Although the other two were killed without meeting each other, they were still lingering under the siege of four other super soldiers. Death was just a matter of time. Is this time? It may be a minute, it may be half a minute, or even just a few breaths.
In the elevator shaft, people who were climbing up quickly heard the sounds of fighting below.
They now hate themselves for missing two legs or a pair of wings so that they can fly directly up.
Zhang Feng also heard the sound of fighting. He thought more and further than others.
His brows furrowed slightly. He originally thought that those who chose to go through another passage would delay the pursuers for a while, but now it seems that they have all been killed.
They caught up too quickly, much faster than they expected.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and he secretly thought that he must find a way to get rid of the pursuers behind him, or find a way to delay them for a period of time, otherwise this operation would be disastrous.
The current situation is that there are pursuers behind him, and Tom has already set up a formation in front to stop him.
If you can't shake off or kill the pursuers behind you, you will face a situation where you will be attacked from the front and back by the opponent.
And this is on the other side's territory. The longer it takes, the more beneficial it is to the other side, because they have enough manpower and space, but what they lack is time.
Once he falls into this situation, Zhang Feng understands that the fate of everyone, including himself, will be only one situation, and that is to throw his life here.
Thinking of this, the corner of my mouth twitched twice. If this is the case, then you can't blame me! He secretly decided something in his heart, with fierceness and viciousness in his eyes!
His hands and feet accelerated to climb up again, and at the same time he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, speed up! If anyone falls behind, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
No one knew what Zhang Feng meant when he said this, but no one dared not to take his words to heart. They had just seen Zhang Feng's methods. The tragic death of Ugly Tom was deeply engraved in their minds. Who knew what other vicious tricks Zhang Feng had.
Of course, even if Zhang Feng didn't say this, they would not dare to be slow at all, and no one wanted to fall behind. Because they all heard the sound of fighting, falling behind meant that they might be overtaken by the pursuers first.
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One knife, one knife, one knife!
The last person blocking the elevator shaft had no intact flesh on his face, and the blood from the bone-deep wounds had dyed his entire face bright red. It was like inserting the head into a blood vat filled with blood and just taking it out.
The eyelids were turned outward, and the eyeballs that were split in half drooped from their sockets, with only thin nerves hanging on.
His body slowly fell down, and his knees hit the ground hard. He seemed to be trying hard to straighten his body, but he couldn't do it at all. He slowly fell to the side, with more air coming in and less air coming out.
"Kill! The general's order is not to spare anyone!"
The six bloody super soldiers were divided into two groups and walked towards the elevator shaft.
Their headsets have received the latest order, which is to bite behind these people and delay as much time as possible, because the front has begun to mobilize manpower to strengthen the weak points of the encirclement.
Snapped!
The last person stepped hard on the head of the fallen man.
The huge force was like crushing a watermelon, and the head exploded, blood and brains mixed with each other and splattered everywhere.
Drip, drop, drop. The freed eyeballs rolled far away, the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the black eyes were wide open, as if he could still see his emotions at the last moment before his death.
Pain, unwillingness, hatred... too many emotions, too complicated mixed together.
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On the other hand, Handsome Tom, who abandoned his men in advance and escaped with Ugly Tom, has already joined the general who took the first step.
"General, manpower is being mobilized. And the surrounding troops have been notified. They have established defensive positions on the outermost perimeter to ensure that no one can escape alive." Handsome Tom said in a deep voice.
The general nodded and said: "Humph, after this matter is over, I want to get a satisfactory report on why such a problem occurred and what the problem was at that level. Do you know how big the loss was this time? Just in terms of money, do you know how much investment there is? And how much pressure we face in diplomacy?”
Handsome Tom lowered his head and did not dare to speak. The annual investment in the Super Soldier Research Institute is a huge amount, which Ugly Tom knows very well, because the money he has taken away in the past few years has been an astronomical amount stored in Swiss banks.
As for the pressure of diplomacy, although Handsome Tom is not the person in charge of diplomacy, he can still roughly imagine it.
After all, so many human test samples with excellent physical functions are needed every year. Where do these people come from? Aren't they all kidnapped by US soldiers from various countries through various means
The local governments and countries are not fools. Although the people operating locally are careful enough, they all have a certain relationship with the American army. It is not difficult to find out this.
Fortunately, things were done cleanly enough. Even if the local country wanted to ask for an explanation, they had no evidence. The U.S. government is the most rogue. It only blames the human trafficking group for this matter, and it accuses such organizations from the moral high ground.
Of course, that’s all!