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Chapter 227 The end of the event

Lieutenant Colonel Steve waited until everyone had escaped from the captain's room, then quickly walked to a blue wall.

He opened an oil painting titled "Terra in the Rockies" to reveal a red warning button, and then pressed it urgently.

Not long after, the entire captain's cabin door fell down, and then began to peel off the submarine.

During the peeling process, a loud noise came from the wall, and his feet shook violently, causing his body to tilt.

But he breathed a sigh of relief instead. This was the sound of anti-ship missiles being decoyed by defense in the distance and detonated.

He was not hit directly, otherwise, his current operations would be in vain.

"You fools, just use it as the broken tail of a gecko. Use it to attract attention for me! Tucker, thank you so much for coming up with such a good idea and giving me a chance to escape."

"When a country rises, there will always be bloodshed. Since there is bloodshed, let it start with you. I will always remember you."

He murmured to himself, his eyes shed tears of emotion.

After the captain's cabin was separated from the hull, it began to deform and turned into an oval shape.

It turns out this is a matryoshka doll.

The captain's cabin itself is a sturdier, more powerful bathyscaphe capable of withstanding greater water depths.

After breaking away, it continued to sink into deeper water, all the way to the bottom of the sea.

After sinking to the bottom of the sea, it stretched out its four claws and began to crawl, like a crab, quickly crawling in one direction.

There was a broken mast alone among the sand and rocks on the seabed in that direction.

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"The submarine has been sunk."

"The enemy aliens are fleeing."

"Start the hunt..."

Hearing the reports from the man in black, Wen Rensheng closed his eyes and tracked the enemy.

Under the influence of the spirit control technique, some of the spirit bodies wrapped in the alien mist are quickly dispersing.

However, it is impossible for them to escape.

It's just that the movement trajectory of a spirit body is very suspicious. The direction of escape seems not to be on the water surface, but on the bottom of the sea...

Although the aliens are powerful, they cannot survive under the water pressure of a thousand meters deep, so they must have small submersibles.

He opened his eyes and informed the captain of the man in black about the situation.

The other party nodded and said: "Give us the accurate position and I will let them launch anti-submarine missiles again."

The average depth of the Arctic Ocean is only over 1,000 meters. The latest anti-submarine missiles have a shooting depth of more than 4,000 meters.

Under water, small submersibles will definitely not be able to outrun high-powered anti-submarine missiles, and will end up being blown to pieces.

It is impossible for aliens who can resist missiles to be sent out to perform such a mission.

But when Wen Rensheng probed again and was about to lock the opponent's position, he found that the spirit body's position suddenly disappeared again...

A very familiar disappearing process.

At the same time, a man in black clothes said excitedly: "The signal of the remaining body of Haiyan has appeared again!"

I see.

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he immediately understood. It seemed that the method used by Americans to block the great prophecy could only be used on one target.

The spirit that escaped, riding on a small submersible, transferred the means from the remaining body of Sea Eye to itself.

It fits their personality very well.

Wen Rensheng thought of this, shook his head and said: "The opponent used that special concealment method again, this time on himself. Unless we crack that method, we will not be able to track him. The most we can do now is to bomb the sea.

He looked around the broken body, hoping that he wouldn't escape fast enough."

"Okay, launch 4 anti-submarine missiles. The target is the remains of the Sea Eye." The captain of the man in black said decisively.

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More than three hours later, the remaining body of Haiyan struggled for the last time before being completely sealed and suppressed.

Five white and black people, all wet and trembling, were also surrounded by black-shirted men and hunters under an iceberg.

They were all locked with special handcuffs and shackled, and they completely lost their ability to resist.

"We surrender!" A white man in the middle took the lead and raised his hands, "I hope you can treat us humanely."

Everyone looked at them coldly, like looking at a group of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"There is a person who escaped, do you know who it is?" the captain of the man in black asked indifferently.

"Escape? It's impossible. All the living people are here. We all escaped to the water through torpedo catapults and then manually broke the ice to escape. How could anyone escape?" The white man glanced at his companions with a look on his face.

confuse.

"How dare you lie?" Bu Fan was furious when he heard this.

At this time, he felt that these people were particularly annoying. The reason was very clear to him, because these people were a symbol of his failure.

Originally, he wanted to capture one, interrogate the other, and then kill the other, but the man in black clothes caught them first.

Although these people escaped a long distance away, they still couldn't escape. It was obvious that Wen Rensheng was causing trouble for him again. The other party's ability was indeed extraordinary.

It's a pity that such a powerful alien would sympathize with a group of losers and refuse to associate with him.

Doesn't he know that if he stays with a waste for a long time, he will become a waste too?

Because you can't learn anything from waste, only by being with strong people can you keep making progress.

So when he heard the white man's retort, he stretched out his hand and slapped him hard in the air.

"Don't kill me!" the white man shouted in panic.

"Major George, please have some backbone! Don't embarrass us Americans!" a black man yelled angrily.

"Okay, very good, there is still someone with backbone." Bu Fan suddenly smiled at the black man.

He stretched out his hand to grab the other person's neck, held the other person's neck in the air, and watched the other person suffocate.

It's just that the other person's eyes were cold, and he looked as if he was looking forward to death.

"His name is Tucker, and he was responsible for everything, whether he cut off Haiyan's tail to survive, or used 'Schrödinger's Cat' to hide its remains..." The white man shied away his responsibility in a panic.

"Shut up, Major George, how could you tell them the name of such a confidential technology!" Tucker, a black man who was waiting for death with his eyes open, became furious at this time.

"Schrödinger's cat?" Bu Fan's eyes immediately lit up and his hands relaxed.

The anger is real, but the interests are more important.

At first glance, it sounds like a very advanced experimental technology. It will only be put into use in the most cutting-edge confrontations. It will take a long time before it is installed in ordinary teams and discovered.

"Okay, we can give you humane treatment, as long as you tell me the technology honestly." He immediately said to Major George.

"Wait a minute, let him tell you who the escaped person is." The captain of the man in black suddenly interrupted.

Bu Fan heard this and said impatiently: "Okay, leave the people to us, and you can go and do other things."

"We have captured these people, and you must interrogate them under our control." The captain of the man in black said calmly.

"You!" Bu Fan was angry at first, then pressed back, and then said, "Okay, it's too cold here, so we'd better take them to the transport plane and return to the safe rear before interrogating them, so as not to be killed and silenced."

The captain of the black-shirted man did not refuse this time. The other party's proposal was very reasonable.

Wen Rensheng watched the farce the whole time, and at this time, the reminder that the event was completed was already ringing in his mind.

"The Hand Hidden Under the Ice: Complete. The first act is finally over. This is an asymmetrical battle: the sneaky crushes ordinary people, and you crush the sneaky."

"Strength. Pursue all possible power at all costs, so that you can avoid being crushed by others in the future."

"You have cracked a low-difficulty mysterious event. Your upper limit of mystery is increased by 3 points. Your upper limit of mystery is raised to 258 points."

"Mysterious composition: Grandmaster level prophecy, Schrödinger's cat, tail-cutting survival technique."

Seeing the hint behind it, he smiled secretly.

Sure enough, even a mysterious seed, a seemingly tall guy, can confuse and hint at its host.

The end justifies the means?

Well, beating Lao Zhao's sap in the middle of the night, and then checking the opponent's whole body, can probably provide 1 to 3 points of mystery...

He can think of a lot of dark methods like this.

But how is this possible?

I am a person of noble character and pursues perfection. Even if I pursue power, it must be clean and noble power.

Don't let those dirty forces tarnish your noble and pure heart.

You should think of a way to let those people take the initiative to come to your door to check yourself.

The mysterious healing technique is a very good method...


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