Chapter 1252 Super Body 30
One page shows Lawrence emerging from his office and returning to his room. You don't need to look at the computer in his bedroom to know that he should have gone back to catch up on his sleep.
There are several pages on the scene of the siege.
There was a page for the headquarters, with more than a dozen people, facing the big screen, headed by the chief in charge, who was watching the encirclement and suppression.
Xining just stared at the big screen, then went directly to the big screen and arrived at the scene of the encirclement and suppression.
"Boom~" After a surface-to-air rocket was launched, it hit a skyscraper and made a violent explosion.
The glass was shattered and fell down like rain. A lot of broken glass damaged the car parked on the ground.
The soldier's head suddenly exploded. He grabbed the collar of the soldier who fired, cursed at him, and yelled how he aimed.
There are a group of soldiers around, holding guns and firing, tongues of flame coming out of the hot barrels
And No. 33 was wearing a yellow tights with two black stripes on the side, riding a flying skateboard, letting out manic laughter while passing over their heads.
This yellow tights is so eye-catching. He thought he was Bruce Lee, but he was really wearing Lao Li's shirt.
Xining wanted to laugh after watching it. Everything was like a farce, like a popcorn movie with huge investment. It's just that the movie only costs 50 cents for special effects, and the loss should be greater than the amount of money invested. Don't talk about the money spent in the experiment, just talk about the buildings, vehicles, ground, etc. that are now destroyed. They are all real materials.
When the bullets were fired, they all hit the buildings, and most of the buildings here have glass walls. So with the sound of gunshots, either gunshot holes appeared on the tempered glass and cracks spread to the entire glass surface; or the glass was completely shattered and fell down with a loud crash.
"He is too fast!" A soldier put down his gun and turned to his head and shouted: "Sir, he is too fast."
"Shoot, don't stop, I order you to shoot!" the soldier yelled.
The soldier stomped his feet and gritted his teeth in anger, raised his gun again, and continued to shoot at the target.
"Yes, just fight like this, don't believe he can be faster than bullets!" The soldier roared, and his voice was actually louder than the sound of gunfire, boosting morale.
Xi Ning grinned when he saw it. Flying skateboards and even some mechanical devices that cannot escape gravity are indeed difficult to move faster than bullets. But this dear friend, forgot one thing, that is the range!
No. 33 calculated the time, and his chip could quickly calculate which time point was when all soldiers had the fewest bullets in their guns. At this time, he flew down, and after most of the magazines were replaced, he flew into the sky again, just outside the shooting range.
And it was quite accurate which position was the dead center for shooting. It seemed very close, but in fact it was impossible to shoot at all.
This goes back and forth, back and forth, in fact, it is teasing these soldiers.
So many bullets were fired, but none of them hit. The ground was covered with glass shards and bullet casings.
Of course, the person in charge in the command post couldn't see the reason, but a certain leader in the nearby army saw something: "Tell them to stop shooting. If this continues, the whole city will be destroyed, and we can't hit him."
The general manager had no idea, but pretended to test others: "Tell me, if it were you, what would you do next?"
This man in his fifties, whose military rank should be that of a colonel, is also a cunning type. Don't let him take the blame if you can't defeat him. So he said: "You are the leader here, what do you say?"
The general manager could only lower his attitude: "You tell me, I will take it as a reference and I will make a decision."
The opinion was only for reference, so that was fine... So the colonel gave his opinion: "Let the Air Force helicopters chase him. Force him out of the city first and deal with him in the suburbs. If he refuses to submit, kill him on the spot."
Anyway, a few Ferris wheels have been beaten into sieves, so there is no need to worry about a few more buildings being scrapped. The general manager turned to the technician: "Has the sound spectrum been adjusted into sound?"
Next to him was a guy with an afro, wearing punk denim clothes, and a scruffy beard that almost looked like Frankenstein. He was holding a bottle of Happy Fat Home Water with ice cubes in his hand, and he was snorting.
"It'll be fine soon!" He looked at the computer, then raised his head and said seriously: "It's fine now."
"Okay!" The general manager gritted his teeth: "Immediately send the audio to the helicopter pilot and ask him to get close and play it above this guy's head."
"Yes!" Someone immediately went to make arrangements.
The colonel reminded: "Even a helicopter can hardly get within ten meters."
"Then turn up the volume so that he can hear clearly. What's the maximum volume?" The general manager spoke with a bit of politician-like humor at this time.
The colonel thought for a while: "One hundred and eighty bucks is fine, as long as..."
"Then the maximum decibel is over 180." Since it is released, don't worry about the noise disturbing the residents.
The sound wave generated by that sound was enough to shatter all the glass within fifty meters, but it was not a problem that he was worried about. He was not the one taking the blame anyway.
The colonel reminded again: "Dr. Lawrence said that the chip cannot be destroyed, which is even worse."
The general manager looked at him calmly and responded: "Then use bombs, missiles, incendiary bombs, no matter what kind of bombs, to blow him to nothing but slag. Because the scum must be tested to find out that it is indeed this hateful guy who died."
"Okay!" The colonel raised his eyebrows. He stopped talking. Anyway, all of these will be classified as terrorist attacks. Which one depends on the needs of the authorities. Wherever there is a need, no matter where it is, it depends on which one is unlucky.
Xining watched it with great joy, but it was a pity that there was no real food to eat on the Internet, otherwise it would be very interesting to eat and watch at the same time.
But that's okay... She returned to reality, in her hospital room.
In less than ten minutes, she was sitting in front of the computer in the ward with a bag of internally supplied potato chips, ready to watch the military encircle and suppress No. 33.
The helicopter inside has been dispatched and is flying towards the predetermined point.
"Squeak~" She opened the bag of potato chips, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. Yeah, not bad, barbecue flavor. Therefore, it is better to live and eat delicious food.
The audio is sent to the helicopter sound system through the network. The difference between this helicopter and others is that under the fuselage, there are not only heavy weapons, but also two rows of huge speakers on the left and right like those used at a concert.
"We have arrived outside the city. We will arrive there in five minutes..." The sound quality of the helicopter pilot's call was indeed not very good.
"We will guide him towards you and try to get away from this commercial area."
The front was boring, so she looked at the lower row of the computer LCD screen. There were many small pages there. As she looked, a page jumped out. It was Encirclement and Suppression No. 31.
On the 31st, I opened the electronic access control and entered the office of a company. Sitting motionless in front of the open computer. The reason why he didn't move was that he was online and he needed information to supplement the 20% formatted content.
(End of chapter)