The plain area of the Free Alliance accounts for more than half of the country, especially in the central region, where severe weather such as tornadoes often occurs.
But today it is sunny and cloudless.
"Plains, plains, plains."
"The scenery here is so boring."
Violet dyed her hair into a cybernetic purple and blue overlapping gradient, and the sequins on the silver leather jacket reflected a somewhat dazzling light in the sun.
She was wearing shoes and was lying on the back seat of the car, but because of her height, she had to curl her legs and play with her mobile phone in a boring way.
Rhodes was sitting in the passenger seat. He had the ability to interpret the original codex, so he had to take him with him.
In addition to being particularly focused on the South Pacific incident, the Countermeasures Bureau also attached great importance to the matter of this book, and sent one of the most powerful agents of the first department, a person of the same level as Yu, to accompany the two of them.
Among the long-established third-party warlock forces, the true pages of the original book were stolen or...robbed.
"You two...who can drive."
The agents of Section 1 have never been so speechless in their entire lives. Rhodes is a complete and utter genius.
That's not what the book says.
I can't do this, it's not in my destiny.
I can't drive. Even if I sit in the driving seat, the world will correct me for various reasons, and it won't be him who drives in the end.
The agents of Section 1 could not understand these words at all, and this person was precious about words. He was either staring at the holy book or meditating with his eyes closed. There is no more boring person than this.
As for Violet, she chatters endlessly, but she is just purely lazy.
"My driving skills are pretty bad."
Violet scrolled through the cute pet video and gave it a like with her manicured fingers.
"It doesn't matter, I'm already tired."
The agents of Section 1 have been working continuously for two days and one night, even if they are using animals, they do not do so.
Suddenly, there was a huge gap. Originally, I was paid by Section 1, with endless money and various rights. I was not too happy, but now I became the driver of these two people, almost a nanny.
"Just drive."
"I can ask my husband to beat you at any time. With your body, he will beat you to the ground in no time."
Violet continued to scroll through her phone absent-mindedly. She was too sleepy and sat up on her back, stretching her waist, revealing her perfect curves.
"Who is your husband?"
The detectives of Section 1 were dumbfounded. How could a woman like this still have a husband? I don’t know which bastard she was.
"I'll scare you to death if I say it."
"Colin has never heard of it."
"K must have heard of it."
Violet pinched her hair.
"Forehead……"
The eyes of the agent from Section 1 were dull, and he didn't know what to say. He did see a battle between transcendent beings break out in the Free Press City. The Abyssal Syndrome was completely exposed to the public, and sensitive words were no longer banned on social networks.
, that would make people feel under high-pressure rule.
Almost everyone hid in the countryside, many big cities began to shut down, and the situation was not optimistic. There were videos of infected people everywhere on the Internet.
It must be time for the Countermeasure Bureau to show off its trump card. Now that it has completely shown its cards, there is no need to hide and tuck it in. It can give full play to all its advantages and distribute special ammunition to officially authorized civilian volunteer organizations, which is more than enough to deal with some low-level infected people.
.
It’s not just that any infected person picked at random is a pope or K-type person. More than 90% of them are below C level. Use special ammunition twice to burn them until there is no residue left.
Seeing the speechless expressions of the agents from Section 1, Violet became angry.
"You don't believe it, do you?"
"I'll call him now."
Violet took out her personal cell phone, stared at the Section 1 agent slyly in the rearview mirror, and entered Colin's number into the dial pad.
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Liberty City.
Queens.
Due to the damaged road problem, traffic in Liberty City is paralyzed compared to other cities. It will take a long time to complete the repairs, and the population loss is much smaller than that of other cities.
But instead of following the instructions of the high command and authorizing some civilian armed groups to assemble special ammunition that can deal with infected people, Section 4... did nothing.
This makes the situation in Liberty City far more chaotic than elsewhere.
Although it was not like Los Angeles, where countless thugs began to loot stores, set fires and kill people, it was relatively peaceful.
But with the collapse of the stock market, economic inflation, and the spread of latent disease, a bottoming out rebound more ferocious than that in Los Angeles is brewing, just waiting for a certain opportunity.
A fast food restaurant in Queens.
"You were quite uncool the last time we met."
"You must have regained some sense in the past few days."
The first liaison officer, on the night after Colin's battle with No. 9 in the combat directory, he really thought he was going to die, but in the end Colin still didn't kill him.
He informed Colin of some situations within Section 1 and the High Command. There were indeed many disagreements among the big shots in the High Command, and they held completely opposite attitudes towards some events.
But judging from his position and his superiors, he is leaning towards the conservative side.
This is actually a bit funny. With the army approaching the city and the fate of the world unknown, internal fighting is still happening here.
However, something quite rare has happened recently. Part of the SCT's power is no longer used to maintain its rule over Europe, nor is it used to land in North America. Instead, it is deployed indiscriminately around the world.
It seems that they are not all made of iron, and still maintain a rather delicate balance.
The first section liaison officer also informed Colin of SCT's home base and the location of the Countermeasures Bureau's high command.
Because he understands.
It's useless even if Colin knew about it. The SCT's home base is in the art center of the world, the art capital of Europe. It is completely ruled by the puppet regime they promoted, and itself is disguised as a mining company. The top cadres are usually there.
Gatherings are held there and sometimes in other places.
This news is basically useless, because the people behind the scenes, the chief executive and the two vice-chairmen of the summit, who are the ones who really control everything, have disappeared and are extremely mysterious.
Not to mention whether Colin can destroy their headquarters alone, even after it is destroyed, it can be quickly rebuilt from another place.
This battle is not a direct fight to the death, but a hidden and roundabout one. Force is important, but wisdom is the most important.
As for the high command of the Countermeasures Bureau, the liaison officer only knows that it is constantly moving and is not a building. It may be a doomsday plane or a submarine in the deep sea, but the specifics are not known.
As the last strategic location of mankind, it is classified as the highest level within the confidentiality system of Section 1.
At this time Colin's phone rang.
I found out it was Violet calling and answered the call without hesitation.
But she was only talking about some nutritious content, and Colin hung up the phone without saying a word.
"We must kill the head of Section 4, Harris."
Colin said firmly, and of course McConaughey.
"No, we can't touch him for the time being. Everything he does is in compliance with the orders of the high command."
"We have to start somewhere else."
Then the liaison officer took out a stack of photos from his briefcase, which showed two people. They first appeared in the red light district, and then abducted a large number of women who had lost their feet to work in cold drink shops. They were caught by the informant, which was a good entry point.
