Chapter 53: Sacrificing Death for Destiny (Two in One Chapter)
An old and broken community with no name, Room 404, Building 11.
The doors and windows were closed, and thick curtains blocked the light.
In the house, the seven extremely evil members were sitting or leaning on the sofa, and the TV was on, showing the current news from District 9.
[In recent days, all departments in our district have worked together to conduct friendly negotiations with District 8 and increased trade...]
[Our district has followed the newly issued program by the Shangcheng Council and has made a more detailed functional division of various departments...]
[In recent years, our district’s GDP has steadily increased, and the exploration of hidden doors has continued to deepen. , plays an important role in the integrated human supply cycle system...]
[Resolutely implement the program of the integrated human cycle, unswervingly, and resolutely implement the various policies and measures of the Shangcheng Council without ambiguity, Resolutely follow the pace of the city and never fall behind. ]
[With stable order and prosperous life, everyone should contribute their own value to the human circulation system. ]
[We firmly believe that in the near future, human footprints will reach every corner of the Hidden Gate, and the lost world will surely return to the embrace of humans. ]
Snap——
The TV screen was smashed to pieces by a big hand, half of the cracked screen went out, and the announcer’s delicate face and subtitles were shattered into twisted shapes.
“It’s the same cliché every day, and my ears are almost sick from listening to it.” Hong Hu shook off the fragments in his hand and said in a bored tone.
A woman next to her with a stitching scar on half her face frowned and said, "Are you nervous and scared?"
When the woman spoke, the other five members subconsciously sat up straight. .
Hong Hu shook his head and denied: "I'm not afraid."
The woman said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. Fear and anxiety in the face of death are physiological instinctive reactions. There is no need to cover up or escape, but our bodies after death, It will eventually be paved with stairs leading to the sky.”
Hong Hu and several extremely evil members looked at each other with enthusiasm in their eyes, and stood up at the same time. , put her right fist against her heart: "For the sake of fate, sacrifice yourself!"
The woman turned her head and looked at the curtains, with a flash of cruelty in her eyes, and said coldly: "In order to make the connection with the person smoother. Damn it, we have to pull some extra support before we die."
A group of extremely evil members nodded silently, and in unison, they took out their weapons and began to make final preparations.
Suddenly, Hong Hu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Sister, we are all going to die anyway. Can you tell me who the contact person is and what the goods are?"
The eldest sister's eyes were burning. Staring at Hong Hu, he looked at the green look on his face that had not completely faded away.
She grinned, and the necrotic muscles on her face were pulled by the corners of her mouth, and the scars came to life like centipedes, looking terrifying and ferocious.
Hong Hu scratched his head in fear: "Sister, I was wrong, I just didn't ask."
Sister did not blame him, but said gently: "That's right. Because we are all going to die, so we don’t need to know the answer.”
The room fell silent, and the hourglass of death hung above everyone's head.
“Here it comes!”
The member sitting by the window opened a corner of the curtain and peeked sideways at the entrance and exit of the community.
A large number of dark blue military uniforms of the Survey Corps came into view, and they quickly dispersed, blocking all exits, and the snack street along the street was also cleared and placed under martial law.
Four weird instruments are placed symmetrically in the community, forming a square shape.
The next moment, a pitch-black laser shot out, shooting straight at Shang Cheng's butt.
On the majestic base of the upper city, the colorful lights received lasers from the ground. Four of the lights flashed twice and quietly turned into ink.
Then, the ink-colored light beam fell vertically, extending into a square shape in mid-air, like an infinitely high black box, falling from the upper city, and accurately covering the old dilapidated community inside. .
The eldest sister lowered her head and used her mobile phone to send a pre-edited message to an unmarked number.
——Team 117, apply to be offline!
There was no reply, because the infinitely tall black box had covered the entire community at the speed of light, turning the inside into darkness and turning it into a death place that was isolated from all prying eyes and signal transmission.
The eldest sister looked at the signal grid on the top of the phone that turned into an
The sound insulation in Laopo Community is not very good.
Soon I heard exclamations going up and downstairs, and then some residents opened their windows and shouted outside the building.
“What’s going on?”
"The lights in Shangcheng were turned off so early today?"
"Why is there no signal?"
"Look, everyone, our community is covered by a black box. What's going on? Is there any No one came out to explain, it felt a bit scary.”
“I can’t see outside the cover. Wait a minute, someone comes in, they seem to be from the Survey Corps, and they all have guns.”
Two minutes later.
Some of the more impatient people rushed out of the building door and gathered in the yard. Groups of brave people used mobile phone flashlights as light sources and walked towards the entrance and exit of the community.
Most of the windows in the building were pushed open, and everyone poked their heads outwards, and all eyes were focused on them.
Click.
The sound of the gun bolt being pulled and loaded was uniform.
There was not even a single communication reply. What they responded to was a torrential rain of bullets, which dyed the ground into pitted bloodshot holes in the blink of an eye.
The cell phone that fell to the ground reflected the corpses on the ground full of holes and dark red.
The mobile phones that lost their operation soon turned off their screens, and darkness swallowed up the corpses.
The heavy rain suddenly stopped, but the entire community seemed to have pressed the mute button. Countless throats were stuck and the sound was lost.
Then, the mute was lifted, and the volume rebounded and exploded, with screams coming and going, so sharp that it seemed like they were going to collapse the building.
But what they didn’t know was that even if they shouted until their throats were broken, they would not even think that a single sound would spread out and disturb the peace and tranquility outside.
Thanks to the wisdom of the Uptown Council and the power of technological development, we can always protect the order and peace of the majority of people in the most convenient and effortless way.
The captain of the Second Brigade of the Ninth District Investigation Corps, Zhou Jian's face was calm at all. He looked at the corpses on the ground as if he were looking at rotten grass and leaves.
“Anyone in this community may be a hidden evil element, causing great harm.”
“Therefore, according to the order of the superiors, no one will be left alive in this clearing, and no one will be allowed to escape. "
"The second and third teams are on alert and blocked, and the first team is targeting Room 404 of Building 11."
Zhou Jian took the horn handed by the deputy, and his cold voice echoed in the black box.
As the order was issued, a group of soldiers put down their helmets, put on their night vision goggles, and hurried towards the 11 buildings.
Hong Hu's face twitched when he heard this, and he said angrily: "They say we are extremely evil, but who is the most evil?"
No other members of Team 117 answered him, their eyes were cold. Xi Bing is obviously used to this kind of scene.
“We brought the scythe that cut the grass, so to a certain extent, they all died because of us, and it’s not wrong to define us as extremely evil.”
The eldest sister pulled out a two-meter-long sword from behind the sofa, kicked it on the ground, broke out of the window, and fell straight from the 4-meter-high building to the ground, making a big hole.
"Then let them see the terrible horror~"
Before the person fell to the ground, he roared ferociously like a tigress, drowning out the response coming from the loudspeaker. Go down.
Several soldiers who were unable to dodge were smashed into meat patties, with blood and minced meat splashing everywhere. A big sword was swung, making a sharp roar of choosing and devouring people. "Shoot!"
Da da da da da... The dense rain of bullets enveloped me into a metal storm, and the big sword that was so airtight that it was swung moved forward indomitably, going against the wind.
"Death for destiny!"
Amidst the frenzied laughter, several more human-shaped cannonballs fell from the upstairs.
In Building 14.
The special commissioner opened the curtains, looked down from above, and said calmly: "If the patrol room doesn't take action, the credit for its achievements will be taken away by the Survey Corps."
Wang Yilin waved his hand down.
Behind him, the head catcher, who had been ready for action, drew out his weapons and firearms with a roar, and rushed towards the people downstairs.
The sound of footsteps rushing downstairs made the residents in the building hide their heads behind the peepholes in shock.
“It’s not the Survey Corps.”
“It’s from the Patrol Room.”
"Save us, the Survey Corps has gone crazy and said they are going to kill us all."
A young man opened the door, ignoring the pull of the woman behind him, and seemed to kill the head catcher who suddenly appeared in the building. As a life-saving straw.
The steps of going downstairs collectively stopped, the arresters looked at each other, and their breathing became depressed and heavy.
Feng Ju has returned to the team after delivering the badges and is now standing in the second row.
He looked at the man who was gradually approaching, took a deep breath, pulled open the arrester's head in front of him, raised his feet and stepped forward, and drew a line with the patrol room's standard long knife.
A line of blood appeared on the man's neck, his head fell to the ground, and he rolled down the stairs.
Feng Ju looked down at the headless corpse, loosened his clenched teeth, and exhaled hot breath: "Don't blame me, you are all going to die tonight. Instead of taking advantage of the people of the Survey Corps, why not give our patrol room a pawn?" ”
After Feng Ju finished speaking, he turned to look at the arresters and said calmly. He said: "Brothers, there are only a few heads of the extremely evil members, but there are thousands of other people's heads. We can't just pick the small heads and give the big heads to the Survey Corps."< br>
After saying that, Feng Ju didn't care what everyone thought, and quickly walked towards the woman who was lying on the ground with a knife.
Having seen the ruthlessness of the special commissioner in the upper city and the ruthlessness of the Survey Corps, Feng Ju's values have been sublimated, becoming firmer and more thorough.
If people from Xiacheng want to get ahead, they must know how to make choices and maximize the use of resources.
In the past, this was the idea of giving up my son and dedicating all the family resources to my daughter.
Now, give up the unnecessary pity for the same kind, and use their worthless heads to gain your own merit and the appreciation of the superiors.
They are all implementing the idea of maximizing interests.
Chi!
The blade cut open the woman's neck, and Feng Ju's face was covered in blood.
His eyes were red, and he murmured to himself as if he was possessed by a demon: "I'm not wrong. If you want to live a decent life in the lower city, you can only abandon all unnecessary things and seize all resources and hopes. , to gamble on the slightest reward and future."
"This is the life of Xiacheng. I am not wrong about keeping the rules. I am just abiding by and enforcing this rule."
The arrests looked at Feng Ju whose face was stained with blood. Some of them subconsciously took a step back with disgust in their eyes, but Some people tightened the knives in their hands and followed Feng Ju as if they were waking up from a dream.
The team in the patrol room split into two groups. One group accelerated towards the bottom of the building and rushed into the bloody battlefield desperately.
The other group went from house to house, broke in, and prepared to carry out a carpet sweep of every building.
The special correspondent listened to the screams one after another in the corridor, but it seemed as if he was hearing beautiful music, with a strange flush on his face.
"It seems that there are smart people under Director Wang who can understand what I mean. That's good." The special commissioner smiled happily.
Wang Yilin nodded with a forced smile.
The special commissioner didn't take it seriously. He patted the latter's shoulder with a smile and said earnestly: "Don't feel guilty. For those who die tonight, all their sins will be counted on [fate]. ”
"It was [Destiny] who moved into this community that brought death and killing. If these blank people understand a little bit of logic, they should understand that it was [Destiny] that brought them bad luck."
" Even if they go to hell after death, this debt will only be It has nothing to do with us that you can ask for [fate]~"
The corner of Wang Yilin's mouth twitched. He knew that what the special commissioner said was unreasonable, but because of his noble status as the special commissioner, he could condescend to comfort him. No matter how pretentious he is, he is a bit shameless.
Thinking about it like this, the guilt in his heart disappeared. He also smiled and catered:
"The commissioner is right, wrongs have their owners, and debts have their owners. These empty people's Death must be counted on [fate].”
"And we helped them get revenge. As long as they are grateful, they should burn incense and pray for us at the Lord of Hell after death~"
…….
The old and broken community enclosed by the black box Outside, many people looked up and looked at the beam of light shooting from the butt of Shangcheng to the ground, with curiosity shining in their eyes.
It seems to be in the west of the city.
Many people were judging the location, and some who were particularly bored or overly curious wanted to take a look at the "black pillar". It would be best to go in and see what was going on inside.
But the closest they could get was to the outermost end of the snack street, where the heavily armed Survey Corps stopped those rash guys.
At the same time, everyone’s mobile phone received an emergency text message notification from the ninth district government.
——An organization of [Destiny] has lurked in the west of the city and is being blocked and arrested by the survey corps and patrol room. Please do not go to xxxx street and its vicinity in the west of the city unless necessary to avoid unnecessary dangers. .
——The members of this organization are extremely evil elements, extremely dangerous and crazy. The investigation corps and patrol room will do their best to arrest them and not let anyone escape. Please rest assured.
Outside the snack street, among the crowd of onlookers.
A man wearing a hat lowered his head and sneered as he deleted two spam text messages.
Then, another previously received text message is displayed.
——Team 117, apply to be offline!
His finger paused on the page for a moment, and then clicked the delete button. Also deleted was a reply text message of [Failed to Send]: Approved, I wish you a safe journey.
Not alone has two meanings. The first one is to wish that the 117 team will be neat and tidy, and no one will be left behind.
The first level is to wish them to take away a few more enemies before they die, so that the lower level will not be too deserted and boring.
Unfortunately, none of these beautiful wishes were successfully sent.
The man smiled bitterly. He didn't even know their names and looks. The only thing he could imagine about them was the three numbers [117].
The man put his cell phone back into his trouser pocket, took one last look in the direction of the "Black Pillar", and silently replied in his heart: "Death for the sake of fate!"
Turn around and strode away. .
All preparations are completed, it’s time to go to the contact person to pick up the goods...
(End of this chapter)