Dean swept the flashlight and illuminated a room that was almost the size of a standard hotel room, as well as a variety of strange instruments and props:
The wall on the left is covered with dark monitors and video equipment, and on the wall on the right is a wall clock and human anatomy diagrams, with a pale human skeleton standing underneath.
The central area is stacked with tables and cabinets, with open books, measuring cups, alcohol lamps, snake-neck flasks, alembics, and bottles filled with unknown liquids scattered on them. There is a white wall hanging on the wall opposite the cabinet. type electrical box.
"This is the control room. There should be a generator nearby!" Maeve grinned with surprise. She glanced at Dean for instructions. When he nodded, she walked to the panel box and picked out a button from the dense black buttons. The platoon pushed up.
Buzz.
The bright yellow lights gradually brightened, and the dark screen began to flash signal snowflakes. The coldness and darkness in the room were swept away.
The women breathed a long sigh of relief, their anxious hearts relieved unconsciously, and they all cast curious eyes on the various facilities in the room.
"Everyone, look for clues." Dean confirmed that no danger was found in God's perspective, then walked to the left screen and started searching.
Luna curiously checked the bone specimen on the right, Julie opened the drawers of the cabinet in the center table, and Harley raised the jar containing the turbid unknown liquid on the table, put it under the light, and then her eyes widened. The eyes actually contain a black baby specimen.
"Shet, you are so perverted!"
"Look here." Dean's voice called everyone's attention. He put a video tape into the device. A secondary display on the left wall flashed twice, and the same picture appeared——
A man wearing a white coat and smoking a pipe is standing in this room. He has gray hair, a face full of orange peel-like wrinkles, and a heart-stopping cold light shines from his deep-set eyes. Under his aquiline nose, The ring-broom beard is unusually thick.
He took off his pipe, faced the five people outside the screen, and spoke in a dry and calm voice:
Smart and lucky people, welcome to my 001 cabin. Before you come to the end, I will generously answer some of your doubts.
The tone of the old man on the screen began to become emotional, as if a retired general was recalling the glorious achievements of the past:
“I have been deeply involved in the field of biological evolution and variation for more than thirty years. Unfortunately, I lack suitable experimental subjects. I have never made breakthrough progress. I can only be regarded as an unknown person on the road of pursuing truth.
But I ushered in a major turning point when I was sixty years old. After the American army experienced the tragic defeat in Yuenan, they found me and hired me to create a biological weapon to replace soldiers in the battle. They needed to be faster and stronger, abnormal Resilience, no fear of death.
To deal with the even more terrifying threat from Su Lian.
They mentioned that this was part of the Stargate Jedi plan.
This was also the opportunity I had dreamed of. I accepted this special mission without hesitation and came to Indiana, a secret base under the West Lafayette chemical plant. I used the elite American soldiers as prototypes to radioactively treat genetic genes. , and the hybridization of animal genes to create..."
"So that's it." Dean nodded heavily as he looked at the progress of the incident that slowly increased from 20%. According to the clues he had investigated in the past, the study of evolution and mutation was also an important department in the Stargate Jedi plan.
"What the hell! So the monster we encountered just now turned into a soldier?" At this time, Luna muttered in disbelief,
Harley, a black girl, recalled the history of her race, clenched her fists and sighed, "It's not surprising that the American government can do all kinds of inhumane things."
Maeve and Julie unconsciously approached Dean again, seeking psychological comfort.
At this time, the old man who was narrating on the screen disappeared, and the picture changed to another soldier with a bare upper body locked on the operating table.
A syringe pierced his arm and pushed in some kind of liquid. The screen automatically fast-forwarded to two minutes later. Large black blood vessels and veins appeared on the soldier's face, and dense bloodshot eyes like sandworms appeared. Originally, it was fine. The calm face became distorted.
He was in great pain. He was lying on the operating table and struggling desperately, as if there was a heating iron pot cooking him under his body, but his limbs were locked by iron chains and he could not break free at all.
His reaction became more and more intense. His whole body was shaking and twitching like an epileptic attack. His eyes were turning up and down rapidly, and he was vomiting blood and foaming at the mouth with intermittent wails...
But all abnormal reactions suddenly disappeared.
He was motionless and lifeless.
The narration on the screen sounded again:
"As you can see, it is much more difficult to create some kind of life than to destroy it. The difficulty of this secret mission is beyond imagination."
"But God has not completely abandoned me after all. I looked back on the decades of hard work and research. In the past three years, I worked countless days and nights, and finally achieved some staged results——"
The screen flashed, and another man wearing camouflage military pants with his upper body exposed stood in front of the operating table.
He was covered in ugly fleshy bumps, his skin was blue, and he had fangs, webbed fingers and sharp claws. He was exactly the same as the monster Dean had killed before.
As his chest rose and fell rapidly, he stared at the people outside the screen with a pair of bloodshot pupils. The muddy saliva between his teeth flowed to his chin, as if he wanted to jump out of the screen to eat their flesh and blood.
The girls turned pale with fright and pressed closer to Dean. Julie hugged his waist and buried her face into his back. Luna hugged her arm and pressed her chest tightly against it.
Dean glared at them with a straight face, and they backed away unwillingly.
The old man on the screen stood up again, standing next to the silly mutant soldier, pointing at his body and introducing:
“This is the first generation work I created despite a 90% failure rate, Toad Man.
Their strength and speed exceed the peak of normal humans, their reactions are sensitive, and they also have special abilities.
It's a pity that some steps are not handled perfectly. The part of the beast suppresses the human part. The originally smart mind has degenerated, and they are too eager for killing and flesh, so they need a lot of feeding and training. "
Dean glanced at the system, and the progress jumped to thirty percent.
It's a little strange to know such a big secret, but only have such a small increase.
"Is it possible that there is a second generation of works from the first generation?"
…
"So, prey, mothers...are you ready to participate in the show?" The old man on the screen held his pipe in his mouth, his broom-like beard trembling, and grinned a crazy smile, "The big surprise is coming soon!"
Click.
The screen flickered and went dark completely.
Bang bang bang!
A dense sound like drum beats came from two directions in the room.
Dean's perspective instantly caught sight of several figures approaching quickly, "There are all of them, hide under the cabinet in the center, now, now!"
Maeve and Harley got in without saying a word, hugged each other tightly, closed their eyes and started to tremble. Julie and Luna suppressed the fear in their hearts, gritted their teeth and asked, "Can we help?"
"Don't worry, I can handle it." Dean nodded at them, "Hurry and hide in!"
After the warning, Dean strode to the door of the room, faced the dark corridor, summoned the ghost armor to protect himself, spread his right hand, and two seconds later, took out the fully loaded MP5 submachine gun from the fantasy space.
At the same time, the God's-eye view radar generally scanned the darkness behind the water pipes above the corridor.
Swish—
A black shadow running on all fours broke into the 50-meter reconnaissance field of view.
Dean's eyes turned cold, and he shook his left hand. The paddle slid down his sleeve and fell into his palm. As he threw it with all his strength, it swung through the air like a meteor.
Whizzing--
With a slight sound of breaking through the air, the board, powered by full telekinesis, penetrated the darkness and flew towards a toad man attacking from the ceiling at a speed of more than 80 meters per second.
But its reflexes are so sharp that it can even dodge firearms and bullets, let alone a wooden concealed weapon. It senses the strong wind blowing in the face, and driven by its animal instinct, it lightly pounces to the side and falls into another pipe. On the way up, he passed by the shackles perfectly, and continued to pounce on Dean with a sinister smile.
But his smile suddenly froze, and the boomerang board that flew behind it suddenly turned a small corner, stabbed hard at the junction of the exposed back of its head and neck, and pulled it laterally, severing the nerves and blood vessels. !
Black blood flew out, and the metal pipe wall was corroded by the venom until white smoke emitted.
The vital parts of the monster transformed by the human soldiers were no different from those of humans. In an instant, its limbs became limp and fell from the pipe to the ground. With a pop, it rolled with inertia.
Da da--
The shell casings flew away.
Dean, who was blocking the entrance to the room twenty meters away, pulled the trigger. With the blessing of perception and level 3 shooting skills, he easily blew off the toad man's head.
"You killed the toad man... proficiency +5, shooting level 3 (353→358/400)."
…
A kill takes less than two seconds.
In the third second, four more toad men broke into Dean's field of vision, and they divided into two groups.
Two were running on the pipes, and two were rushing towards Dean from the ground deep in the corridor.
The beast-like body carries a terrifying wind sound, the sharp-toothed mouth spits out a foul smell, and the four pairs of bulging eyes are like will-o'-the-wisps flickering in the darkness, releasing cold murderous intent like hell.
But Dean just stretched out his left hand and waved it like a fly.
The air rippled.
The power of his mind instantly turned into a large translucent hand, sweeping horizontally across the two running toad men above the pipe, exploding with four tons of force and instantly slapping them sideways against the wall.
This big hand wrapped around two out-of-control bodies, and with inertia and tremendous force, it smashed down on the heads of the two toad men running wildly on the ground.
Plop!
Dust clouds filled the air, and the ground shook suddenly.
The four toad men rolled away on the ground like bowling balls that collided violently. Their bones lay scattered in the corridor, unable to get up for a while.
And Dean held up the MP5 with both hands and aimed ten meters ahead.
The power of telekinesis lifted a dizzy toad man into the air and turned him into a fixed target.
Dean pulled the trigger.
Da da! Blood splattered.
You kill the Toad Man, +3 proficiency...
Da da!
Proficiency +4…
Using telekinesis combined with firearms, Dean exploded three ugly heads in just five seconds.
The fourth toad man woke up from his dizziness as soon as he was lifted up. He stared at his red vertical pupils, raised his sharp mouth full of sharp teeth, and his throat expanded outward.
Gugu——
It sprayed a black line towards Dean.
This black line passed through the air quickly and silently like a blowgun, and hit Dean on the left shoulder. However, the defensive power of the ghost armor that Dean had set up in advance was no longer what it used to be, and he easily deflected the ghost. one strike!
Da da!
Dean pulled the trigger.
A big hole opened in the toad man's forehead, and the splattered black blood and brain matter drew a blood line in the air behind it.
Proficiency +4, fighting level 3 (358→374/400)…
…
Less than half a minute after the battle began, the five toad men who attacked from the front turned into cold corpses. The dark corridor returned to empty and quiet, with only the slight sizzle of black blood corroding the floor.
But Dean still had a tense face, and quickly and smoothly hung up the charging handle of the MP5 with both hands, removed the magazine, replaced it with a new magazine with full ammunition, and reset it with a tap.
At the same time, he turned around and faced the innermost wall of the room, with God's perspective penetrating the wall.
Puff puff……
Amidst the slight sound of spiders crawling through the web, a hole suddenly opened at the bottom of the wall, and an ugly head with a blue complexion and a mouth full of fangs crawled out of the hole. The bloodthirsty vertical pupils were shining with excitement and bifurcated. With its tongue licking its lips, it couldn't wait to launch a sneak attack from behind when the prey were unaware, just like it had done countless times in the past, tearing them in half and devouring the flesh and blood to its heart's content.
But this time it miscalculated.
As soon as it crawled out of the hole, it felt a huge force like doomsday locking its whole body.
It involuntarily tensed its limbs and rose into the air, like a saint crucified on the cross. It was fixed on the wall. At the end of its field of vision, it was the sneer grinning at the corner of the man's mouth and the black muzzle of the gun.
Da da!
Proficiency +3!
At this moment, Dean stirred a hornet's nest.
Several holes were opened in the walls and floor of the control room. Several toads scrambled out of the holes, like zombies crawling out of a grave, worried that they would not get the last bite of meat if they came out too late.
But Dean just calmly raised his gun and pointed it at the ferocious attackers who had just emerged from the dark cave.
Mindfulness fixes the body!
Turn the gun!
shooting!
The cycle goes back and forth.
The toad men who rushed towards Dean one after another were knocked away by telekinesis and pierced by bullets.
Da da! Da da!
The sound of bullets breaking through the air, shell casings and heavy objects falling to the ground echoed in the room, and the floor shook slightly.
The women hiding under the table tightly covered their stinging ears, while the ground in front of them was filled with corrosive masses of flesh, bones, and brains.
But not a drop of Dean's blood.
In this narrow space, under the fifty-meter perspective of God, Dean, who stood motionless, turned into an omniscient god of death. He could see every move of the toad man clearly. This sneak attack was so ridiculous. Like taking the initiative to send the head to the guillotine.
Dean listened to the sweet sound of bullets penetrating flesh, and ruthlessly pulled the trigger to reap his life.
As the killing progressed, each toad man was shot in the head and fell to the ground, and no one was left standing in the entire room.
There was a swelling and bursting feeling in his body, and a bright red prompt popped up in front of his eyes——
Shooting level 3 (400/400), do you want to upgrade?
upgrade!
Shooting lv4 (0/500): A new feature is born - Accuracy: Within the shooting range, your probability of hitting the target is greatly increased. The bullets you shoot will pass through "numerous obstacles" and track the target locked by your perception.
Perception: 15.2→16.2
Sensitivity: 15.5→16
The power of warmth spreads, and a numbing sensation arises under the skin as if ants were drilling into it, and the fascia and nerves are instantly stretched and toughened.
Between the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, the colors, sounds, smells... became more colorful, and even the ugly face of the Toad Man, full of pimples and bloody flesh, was as beautiful and vivid as an oil painting.
The world in front of him seemed to be held still by the big hand of creation, and Dean could observe the details of every corner as he wished.
And the intuition in the dark becomes more powerful, and a strong sixth sense arises spontaneously. There is no end. These toad people are just the appetizer, and they are dangerously behind!
All changes occur in just one breath.
Standing among the messy corpses, Dean closed his eyes with trembling cheeks.
As the shooting level increased, a large number of exquisite shooting skills turned into gurgling streams and poured into his mind, quickly armed into every finger, toe, and every cell, turning into instinct.
It was as if in just a short moment, he had received ten years of shooting training day and night. Different thermal weapons, bullets with different functions, and combat situations, a slideshow of pictures passed through his mind... and became his actual combat. experience,
After years of shooting, firearms have become an extension of his limbs, quantitative changes have led to qualitative changes, and ordinary skills have been sublimated into superpowers!
Accurate!
A sure win!
Dean's right wrist suddenly surged with an uncontrollable impulse. He pulled out the M1900 from his waist, closed his eyes and pointed the gun at the empty wall in front of him.
Tracking bomb mode!
Pull it!
boom!
The .45ACP bullet that came out of the barrel strangely drew a beautiful semicircle in mid-air, turned a corner and flew into the corridor behind Dean.
Plop.
Black blood splattered.
A long-lurking toadman fell from the pipe.
It climbed up with difficulty, and glanced at the corpses of the same kind on the ground, and then at the man standing among the corpses in the room. There was a trace of human fear in those bloodthirsty eyes.
It was frightened and took a few steps back slowly, dragging a lame leg that was pierced by bullets. Seeing that Dean did not pursue him, it immediately fled deeper into the corridor on all hands and feet.
A twisted path like a red chain was left in the air behind him, showing the direction of escape.
"Flee, flee, and bring me to your Creator."
Dean looked at the 35% progress and checked his own status.
Not much physical exertion.
Shooting skills have been sublimated into superpowers, bullets have curved trajectories, and their killing efficiency has skyrocketed.
The improvement of fighting ability is more than halfway progressed, and it may be possible to upgrade in the next battle.
The shadow can still last for another hour, and his mental power is slowly recovering.
There are also two explosive grenades stored in the space, and more than ten grenades.
The ultimate control move, Abyss, has not been used yet.
In summary, Dean retains most of his strength, enough to deal with stronger enemies.
So he put away the submachine gun and pistol with heated muzzles, and called out the four women who had been hiding under the table for a long time.
"God, have we fallen into hell, with so many monsters?" Harley looked at the dozen or so toad corpses with their heads shot, and then looked at a young man in a denim suit with no blood on his head. He looked horrified. The big mouth almost cramped, "Did you kill it alone?"
Dean nodded, not bothering to explain too much, and followed the blood-colored chains into the dark corridor.
Julie and Luna were shocked by the corpse on the ground and couldn't say a word. They just instinctively stepped over the black blood on the ground and surrounded him from left to right.
But Maeve and Harley looked at each other and hesitated to move.
If Dean had been brave enough to kill a monster alone before, then killing a group of monsters without any injuries was simply not something that humans could do, causing a hint of fear to appear in their eyes.
Luna looked back at the two hesitant sisters, "Why are you dazed? Come follow me!"
"Ah? Here we come!"
(End of chapter)
