Just when Zuo Dao thought that everyone was preparing to go through a process and make harsh words to each other to come back for discussion next time, something unexpected happened.
I saw that the world full of gloom suddenly began to distort, and in the alternation of light and darkness, there was a faint roar.
And 'Zhang Ruhai''s face also changed. He knew the situation outside better than Zuo Dao, an outsider in the ceremony.
Suddenly, at the next alternation of light and darkness, a ray of sunlight was accompanied by a sudden hole at the top of the book and an explosion inside.
At the same time, Zuo Dao saw the same situation on top of his head.
The object that could not be caught by the naked eye passed through the roof of the library at high speed and came to the wind shield in the left lane, and then...
boom--! ! !
Flower City One Chinese and Foreign.
A large number of officers from the General Affairs Bureau were on duty at various intersections. They braved the scorching sun and sweated to guide the masses.
But inside the wall of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, there is a different scene. It is shrouded in gray fog and full of coldness.
"The observation center is calling, calling the temporary command, Zang Tiao."
In the command car, the operator heard the sound. He took the communicator directly, turned around and whispered to Zang Tiao, who was puffing away in the command car and looking at the live screen.
"Team leader, your communication."
Zang Ti took over the communicator.
"I am Zang Ti."
"Observations show that the ritual response of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School is confirmed. The life response has dropped to single digits, allowing you to intervene with force."
"Understood," Zang Tiao said, threw the communicator to the operator, then squinted his eyes and muttered:
"Are our people at the Huacheng Observation Center becoming more myopic recently?"
Her words attracted the attention of the operators in the car, but then they pretended not to hear anything.
"How come these losers are so fucking clueless these days? Why don't they change their name to the Incident Reporting Center, and we change our name to the Huacheng Funeral Brigade?"
Zang Tiao cursed and turned her head:
"Have the heavy firepower equipment been in place, with something like a magic-breaking howitzer?"
Another operator who was being stared at straightened his back and said:
"Reporting to the temporary command, the 3rd and 5th Chongwu Brigades are already in position and waiting for orders. Do you want to open fire?"
Hearing this, Zang Ti didn't reply. She took out the silver cigarette case from her pocket and opened it. There were also five cigarettes inside.
"Wait a little longer..." Zang Tiao frowned and was about to say it, when she suddenly discovered that one of the cigarettes was burning suddenly in the groove.
She suddenly looked up at the previous operator:
"Fire, six rounds of free fine-tuned strikes."
"Call from the command center, fire, six rounds of free fine-tuning strikes!" The operator pressed the communication button and said quickly.
Instantly, the car began to shake slightly, and bursts of roar spread.
In the distance around Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, more than thirty vehicle-mounted howitzers were deployed in an encirclement and fired loudly.
The life-threatening roar and roar in the air make people excited and full of awe.
The first round of shells hit Huacheng No. 1 Middle School and exploded when they came into contact with the fog. For a moment, the sea of fog surged and flames shot out.
In the second round of strikes, the shells entered the sea of fog before exploding.
Then, the third round, the fourth round.
It wasn't until the fifth round that the ceremony finally seemed to be unable to hold on, and the cannonball fell on the ground within the first center for the first time.
And the ritual that seemed to be independent of the real world began to become dilapidated.
When the sixth round of shelling fell, the fog completely dissipated, leaving behind a devastated campus.
Zang Ti, who was in the command car, checked the situation through the display screen, and then looked at the cigarette case in her hand. There were already two burning embers, and the third one had just ignited on its own not long ago. She frowned slightly.
"Inform the ground team members. Members of the mysterious department will go first. There should be at least one survivor inside. The information will be sent out now through my authority. That person is one of our own."
"receive."
Fifty steps outside Huacheng No. 1 Middle School.
There was a dark General Affairs Bureau vehicle parked at various locations. From the moment they arrived, the people in the vehicle remained motionless and did not participate in any on-site affairs.
But at this moment, these vehicles opened in unison, and eight people filed out of each vehicle. They were wearing black windbreakers and each carrying a suitcase in their hands. They glanced at the campus and formed a formation to advance.
The library was now in ruins, with most of the building collapsed.
But in one area, there is still a windshield standing there.
Zuo Dao looked at the clear sky sadly. There were deep pits all around his ground, and he was a little shaky.
Shocked, bombarded.
People are numb, in the true sense of the word.
It is true that the wind shield can withstand heavy firepower as Zang Ti said, but the force of the aftermath is also very uncomfortable.
However, this experience is unprecedented.
There was no such treatment in the world at one time.
Looking at the deep pits everywhere, he pondered.
After the cannonballs fell, the people behind the ceremony left. Zuo Dao withstood round after round of gunfire, taking out the cigarettes given by Zang Ti one after another. It was rare for Zuo Dao to do so for the first time. Once I had some snacks and had lingering fear.
There is so much martial virtue in this world——
A howitzer is worth a lot even if calculated in the past world. What's more, the howitzers of this group obviously have the ability to break demons. When the shells hit the wind shield, they obviously created a strong confrontation with the wind shield, and this firepower The outpouring made Zuo Dao think that he was engaging in a small and high-intensity encounter.
In the distance, there was a group of people in black windbreakers walking cautiously in formation. They were wearing transparent light glasses at a glance. When they saw Zuo Dao in the distance, the micro camera automatically focused, and then Zuo Dao's identity profile was displayed. Coming out, these people also quickened their pace.
Zuo Dao naturally saw these people. He had already put Zhi Ling into hiding. Now he was alone, holding a cigarette case in one hand and a burning cigarette in the other, quietly inside the windshield.
"Left path?" the leading operator, a middle-aged man, asked from about five steps away from the left path.
Zuo Dao nodded: "It's me."
"You are so brave, little brother," the lead operator looked around, then looked at Zuo Dao who looked calm and praised:
"This is my ID, Captain of the Secret Operations Section of the General Affairs Bureau, Li Jia."
He showed his ID, and then it flashed with light, and he looked at Zuo Dao with a kind smile.
Seeing this, Zuo Dao put the silver cigarette case into his pocket, took out his ID from the inner folder and unfolded it:
"Temporary operator, Zuo Dao."
Likewise, as soon as he finished speaking, the certificate also flashed with light.
This is a rule in the General Affairs Bureau's operator manual, a method to prevent enemies from getting involved in mysterious incidents.
"Want to go out and take a look, little brother?" Li Jia asked. He looked at the windshield with a curious tone:
"This is Team Leader Zangmi's technique. It's really powerful. I wonder what it's called?"
"Of course, yes," Zuo Dao slightly squinted his eyes. He looked at the cigarette in his hand and showed an awkward smile:
"I'm sorry, Captain Li. I don't seem to know how to stop what Team Leader Zangwei gave me. Could you please contact the Team Leader to come over, or call the two operators Quan Hu and Tong Yan."
Zuo Dao's words stunned Li Jia and his team members, but when they thought of the young man's identity, they showed understanding, but there was no look of contempt, at least not on the surface.
"That's it... ok," Li Jia nodded. He picked up the communicator and chatted quickly. He looked to the left for a moment and said:
"Team leader Zang Ti is the temporary commander and it is not convenient for him to come here. I have contacted Tong Yan and she will come over later."
"Excuse me, Captain Li." Zuo Dao said politely.
At this time, Li Jia looked around again and touched his earlobe:
"Then little classmate, please stay here for a while while we continue to investigate the scene?"
"Okay."
Li Jia nodded and waved, and his team members dispersed, using various professional tools to investigate the scene and collect evidence and records.
Zuo Dao stayed in place until the other party completely disappeared. He suppressed his smile. He put the ID in his pocket, fumbled in his hand, and found the silver cigarette case.
He lowered his head, observing the craters around him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
