The alarm bell rang loudly at the headquarters of Bai Ling Theocracy, the highest administrative body integrating politics and religion.
"The intruder is in the first corridor, hurry up, Mad, that guy has already arrived in the second corridor, no, he is in the central garden now." Watching an Asian man in the surveillance room passing through three lines of defense at an alarming speed, Senior There was profuse sweat on the cadre's head.
"Are you going to watch? Did you get the surveillance position wrong? The first corridor alone is more than a hundred meters long, and the intruder is not that fast even if he is a bird."
The senior cadre took the microphone and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Now, I'm pretty sure the intruder is in the control room, uh uh uh uh."
The throat was slit.
So beautiful, the sound of blood spurting out is like the most beautiful wind chimes, a senior cadre who was about to go home to marry his mistress thought this at the last moment.
Zhao Zukong smashed everything in the monitoring room. With the fastest speed of Zhao Zukong's demon team, the soldiers from Bai Lingjiao couldn't catch him. After clearing the surveillance, those soldiers could only look for him blindly. .
Zhao Zukong walked through with relaxed steps. A group of guards discovered him. Knowing how terrifying Zhao Zukong was, they adjusted the alert level. The guards dropped the small-caliber weapons of the security guards and replaced them with equipment that could face fierce battles.
"He's there! Press on with the power armor." The team commander pointed at Zhao Zukong and shouted.
A power mecha that was more than three meters tall opened the thrusters on its back and rushed out, unstoppable, like a heavy truck.
The power mecha is equipped with two huge power claws in its hands. The power claws can cut through the wall in one go, but Zhao Zukong, who should be there, is not there.
The moment the power armor rushed over, Zhao Zukong passed through the tiny gap between the power armor and the ceiling at a ghostly speed. His posture was graceful. This jump was given 9.9 points.
The double-clawed power armor turned around and wanted to use his power claws that could cut titanium alloy armor to cut Zhao Zukong to death, but Zhao Zukong pulled the metal wire in his hand first, and the double-clawed power armor emitted sparks directly from the inside and was paralyzed. Go down, just as Zhao Zukong made the leap, he stretched the memory wire into the invisible gap in the joints of the power armor. Under exquisite manipulation, the memory wire cut off the internal collapse of the power armor, directly letting the violent The power armor becomes the driver's iron coffin.
"Fire!" The commander ordered to fire regardless of the scrapped power armor that was still standing there.
Armor-piercing bullets thicker than a finger, and red explosive bullets poured out like a storm, and the powered armor equipped with miniguns on both arms fired wildly.
The hall was in a mess. The double-clawed power armor was still abandoned. It was smashed by powerful armor-piercing rounds. The driver was probably no longer human.
Crazy, fanatical believers are fanatics. These fanatics of Bai Ling Religion use the sacred armor given by their gods to fanatically kill any heretic.
Who says religious people can’t use technology? They pray devoutly to the mechanical spirit in the armor (turn on the intelligent AI), and they use the sacred power mecha to kill on the battlefield (enemy: However, the enemy has Gundam), and they believe in them more devoutly. God.
Zhao Zukong was extremely fast, and with his special footwork, he left many confusing afterimages. The escort team stopped the overheated gun barrel, and the hall was torn to pieces, but no blood of Zhao Zukong was left.
The team commander heard the sound of team members falling to the ground behind him. When he turned around, his team was all shot. Each power armor had knife marks from different angles, and each knife mark cut through the driver's head. parts.
The team commander felt a little uncomfortable in his lower body and almost lost control. He roared and turned on the booster, knocking away the corpse of his teammate. At this time, Zhao Zukong's knife fell, but unfortunately the target who was there a second ago was gone.
The team commander relied on his sixth sense developed over many years to avoid a sneak attack by Zhao Zuikong.
"Oh, not bad, let's do it again." It was just a sneak attack that Zhao Zukong didn't take seriously.
Zhao Zuikong walked towards the team commander. The rotating machine cannon on the commander's right arm fired. The explosive bomb that exploded into a fireball passed through Zhao Zuikong's body. Zhao Zuikong's body appeared as a ghost, which was just an afterimage.
Zhao Zukong still walked up to him and gently cut the power armor's armor with his knife, like cutting through the wrapping of a gift.
With a bald head in crisis, the team commander felt like he was going crazy. He slashed horizontally at Zhao Zukong's waist with the sword of his left arm and adjusted the booster nozzle to fly diagonally upward, either to perish together or to surround Wei and save Zhao.
If it was an ordinary aircraft, Zhao Zukong could first cut the cockpit and give the pilot a blow before retreating. However, the team commander used the captain's aircraft, which has twice the performance of an ordinary aircraft. It is enough to use that aircraft at the same time after Zhao Zukong cuts the cockpit. The mecha struck Zhao Suikong on the stomach with a heavy sword.
Zhao Zukong was shocked by the speed of the captain's machine. This one seemed different from others. He blocked the heavy sword with his dagger. Logically speaking, Zhao Zukong, a human with no special bloodline and no physical training, could not withstand the mecha. Mechanical power, but after the fourth-level genetic reorganization, dismantling mechas with bare hands is no longer a dream. Although Zhao Zukong cannot fully control the fourth-level genetic lock, he still reorganized the muscles many times, and the muscle tissue became stronger and more efficient. .
Just like that, Zhao Zukong used his short dagger to hold the mecha's heavy sword, but?
So hot!
Zhao Zukong reflexively let go and let go of the dagger. When the broadsword came, Zhao Zukong retreated quickly.
Zhao Zukong waved vigorously, his right hand was covered with blisters and red burns.
The captain's left arm is not using an ordinary knife. It is a knife that can cut the tank like a cake. It is a heavy-duty ultra-high-temperature cutting knife. Although Zhao Zukong blocked the cutting knife just now, its ultra-high temperature followed the cutting knife. The conduction of his dagger caused Zhao Zukong to be accidentally burned.
Don't think that this ultra-high-temperature cutting knife is bad, but Zhao Zukong has a strong physique and good equipment. If it were anyone else, the knife would destroy people.
Zhao Zukong was unhappy and became serious.
The team commander felt that I could fight back. He crossed his left arm across his chest and fired the machine gun in his right arm.
Zhao Zukong disappeared suddenly.
where? The team commander was looking around. It was strange. He felt that his field of vision had changed into two directions. It was a strange experience.
Zhao Zhukong left in a carefree manner. Genetic recombination was ongoing in his body, and the fire-resistant and heat-resistant genes were constantly being reorganized. Soon he would be able to adapt to temperatures above five degrees, and his adaptability was still improving.
Zhao Zukong felt that he was not far away from controlling the fourth level of Gene Lock.
