His silver fingertips made a rhythmic sound on the table, and Zhang Heng smiled lightly and spoke.
"What you are talking about is actually not the key. To be precise, it is not important at all."
"The crisis that Fengxian Shelter is about to face does not come from a shortage of supplies; the T organization entrenched in the center of S probably doesn't have the time to deal with you right now."
"The starting point was wrong from the beginning, and there is no point in arguing."
After listening to what the young man said, Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia on the other side of the table narrowed their eyes at the same time.
The young man opposite was not from the military, and this was the first time the three of them met.
If Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia hadn't watched him tear through the void and break out of the world, they would probably have rolled up their sleeves and beat the young man to pieces after hearing those extremely arrogant remarks. .
"Then tell me where we should start."
After exchanging glances with Mu Xia, Wang Yuanjie changed his standing position to sitting down and spoke in a deep voice.
"Hey... let me think about it..."
The rhythmic tapping sound came again. The young man scratched his chicken coop-like hair with his right hand and said.
"Let's start with Experimental Subject No. 4."
"Experimental Subject No. 4?" Wang Mu and Wang Mu said in unison: "What is that?"
"Monsters cultivated by T organization, hiss, how come you don't even know this? Could it be that the nine subjects on this timeline are all buckets of shit?"
Zhang Heng rolled his eyes angrily, his face full of ridicule and helplessness.
"The bucket of shit... this..."
Wang Mu looked at each other again, not knowing how to answer.
"Are you repeaters? Why do you keep repeating what I say..."
The tapping sound of his fingertips became three points louder, and Zhang Heng's brows showed a hint of impatience.
"We really don't know much about Experimental Subject No. 4, and our knowledge of the T organization's intelligence is only superficial. After all, the relationship between Section 9 and the military is no longer what it used to be. It is now an independent branch that exists in nihilistic fantasy..."
Resisting the desire to explode in his heart, Wang Yuanjie cleared his throat and spoke seriously.
"Okay, it seems a little different, but it doesn't matter. I'm here this time, and I will definitely be able to take you flying!"
Getting up from the chair, Zhang Heng moved the map of City S on the table in front of him.
"Fly? Fly to where?"
Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia looked at each other again, with a question in their hearts.
But this time they both tacitly chose to remain silent.
Zhang Heng first searched on the map and accurately pointed out several locations on the map.
Wang Yuanjie noticed that those locations were the entrances to the underground tunnels of Battleship Island, which were sewer entrances hidden in the city streets.
Then, using his finger as a pen, the young man drew a line starting from the S city center building and going from south to north.
A weak electric arc crackled on the paper, leaving a faint scorch.
"Huangyan River Subway, Line 17, runs from south to north and is built close to the river."
The silver fingertips moved and hovered at the beginning of the line.
"This is the central building, which is the No. 4 research station of Organization T. Experimental Subject No. 4 escaped from here and fled north along the subway line."
Having said this, Zhang Heng paused, as if he wanted to give the two people opposite him some time to think.
Wang Yuanjie frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"If my memory is correct, the Huangyanjiang subway line does not seem to be connected to the basement of the Central Building. When you said that the experimental subjects escaped along the subway line, do you mean from the ground?"
"No, if you escape from the ground, won't the survivors who go out to search for supplies miss you? Of course they will go underground."
Rolling his eyes again, Zhang Heng pointed at the entrances next to the subway lines.
"The next thing is the so-called key. Have your people stationed at these entrances. Once a suspicious creature is found, immediately focus on destroying it!"
As if he was worried that the other party would not fully understand what he meant, Zhang Heng paused and emphasized again.
"Remember, don't save ammunition, that thing has a lot of vitality!"
Wang Mu and Wang were silent for a while, and after a while, the old man responded slowly.
"Okay, but there's something I don't understand."
"Ask quickly, time waits for no one."
Zhang Heng leaned back, put his hands behind his head, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.
"First of all, I need a description of the appearance of Experimental Subject No. 4. If I want to focus fire to kill, I must at least know what the target looks like;"
"Secondly, it's okay to disperse the control, but I only have so many people, so I have to know where to focus my firepower;"
"Finally, why did we choose to kill this Experimental Subject No. 4? From what you just said, 'Don't save ammunition' and 'The vitality is very tenacious' Look, that thing should be very difficult to deal with. My soldiers are humans, not chess pieces that can be killed at any time."
After saying this, the old man crossed his fingers and waited for the answer quietly.
"I thought you would ask some valuable questions..."
Putting his feet on the table, Zhang Heng shook his head gently, "First of all, Experimental Subject No. 4 has no fixed appearance. It may be a large mass of flesh and blood tangled together, or it may have the appearance of an ordinary human being. "
"Secondly, regarding the focus of firepower, I suggest equal distribution, because the points I provide you are the results of sample accumulation and are not accurate. To say the least, if I can accurately predict No. 4 When the experimental body comes out, we don’t need to rely on your strength.”
"Finally, Experimental Subject No. 4 is indeed difficult to deal with, and death is inevitable, but if we don't kill it, the entire Fengxian Refuge will be in danger of being destroyed!"
After saying these three sentences, there was a long silence in the strategy conference room.
Looking at the tangled expressions of Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia, Zhang Heng chuckled and added another sentence.
"Your soldiers should feel honored to be able to carry out this mission. Not everyone can become a pawn for the salvation of the world. The vast majority of existences are ordinary or even mediocre and can only passively accept their destiny."
"So I have to thank you for bringing an opportunity that will allow my soldiers to die?"
A wry smile appeared on his wrinkled face. Wang Yuanjie obviously failed to accept Zhang Heng's 'consolation'.
"Don't be so tit-for-tat. You and I are both standing on the side of protection, but compared to your indecision, I am more decisive."
The silence lasted for a while, and finally Wang Yuanjie let out a long sigh and looked up at the young man opposite.
"With just a few words from you, I still can't order my soldiers to die. I need a proof."
"Oh, proof... wasn't my previous cool appearance enough?"
Zhang Heng had helplessness on his face.
He also deliberately selected the time and place for the split in order to appear directly in front of Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia and convince them.
I didn't expect that I still had to 'prove'.
"The way you 'appeared'... really shocked me, but it's not enough. You need to provide proof to convince me that you are a 'traveler'."
Zhang Heng curled his lips and felt a little tight in his chest. "Ah... I have said it before, I am a world breaker, from timeline 937, not from your future..."
"If you insist on a proof, I can give you one, but the ugly thing is ahead. Once you verify the proof I gave, the development of the timeline will deviate from the established center, and more people will die!"
"You are a threat!"
Wang Yuanjie, who was calm one second, suddenly stood up from his chair like a furious lion.
"No, this is a fact." Zhang Heng's leisurely attitude did not change at all.
Seeing the other party's confidence, Wang Yuanjie suddenly felt as if he had been punched in cotton, his breath stuck in his throat, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Let's talk about your proof first." Although Mu Xia's face looked unhappy, he still grasped the point and asked.
"Simple, before noon today, several survivors should come to you, claiming to have important information about the T organization. You need to send people to search along the No. 17 subway line."
"If nothing else happens, those people you sent out will all die." Zhang Heng's eyes narrowed, "This is the proof you want."
"No matter how many people go, this is the result?" Mu Xia asked with doubt in his eyes.
"Well, the most I remember is that once, you seemed to have sent half of the troops in the shelter, and all of them died. The timeline collapsed faster than I expected."
"Old Wangtou, what do you think?"
Without looking at Zhang Heng, Mu Xia asked Wang Yuanjie.
"You said that survivors would come to us before this morning, but if no one comes before twelve o'clock, will it prove that you are being alarmist in disguise?"
There was a trace of unnoticeable luck in Wang Yuanjie's eyes. It was obvious that he didn't want any of his men to die, not even one of them!
Facing the old man's question, Zhang Heng did not respond. He just sneered and turned his head to look at the door of the conference room.
Just when Wang Yuanjie and Mu Xia were wondering, there was a rush of footsteps outside.
"Report!"
Before the figure appeared at the door, a report had already reached the ears of the three of them.
What came was a handsome young soldier who looked to be in his twenties.
"Come in."
Mucha spoke up and called the young man into the conference room.
"What's up?"
"Reporting to Sergeant Mus, several survivors just said that they were victims who escaped from the T organization, and they have important information to tell them."
The expression on Mu Xia's face instantly became unnatural, and she exchanged glances with Wang Yuanjie.
The old man lamented, "Let them come over."
"yes!"
The young soldier responded and left in a hurry.
When he appeared again, there was already a woman in blue behind him.
The moment the woman walked in, Zhang Heng calmly put his hood over his head and retracted his left arm into his sleeve, giving the impression that he was napping on a chair.
"Are you a survivor who escaped from Organization T?"
Wang Yuanjie narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at Qing Ling in front of him.
"Well, if I hadn't run into Brother Xiong yesterday, I might have been killed by a zombie by now..."
Qing Ling spoke very softly, as if she was born with an introverted personality.
Mucha on the side sneered, "Isn't it true? After all, you are also a fourth-level ability user, a secondary infected body, can you get close to you?"
Hearing Mu Xia's sarcasm, Qing Ling trembled and raised her head with puzzled eyes...
