Li Hui and Xia Yu walked side by side, behind them were more than a dozen operators wearing black tactical vests.
"OK."
Xia Yu nodded and spoke softly.
"Seven minutes and two seconds later, the fourth team had an abnormality, and the 'thorn' violated the order and entered the feast scene alone."
"Fifteen minutes and thirty-two seconds, the pollution index was basically stable. The "butcher" led the first team into the scene, and the "Three-tailed Fox" served as temporary commander."
"Twenty-four seconds, the 'Black Umbrella' led the second team into the scene, and the 'Black Coffin' and the 3rd team were preparing to hand over to the scavenger in the outside world."
The woman spoke expressionlessly, and there was no problem with the code name or the time.
"Um."
Li Hui narrowed her eyes and her tone was cold.
"You cannot easily trust people who have left your sight" is one of the codes for the suppression department employees.
Even if the other party takes the initiative to express kindness to himself, you cannot take it lightly.
Unlike the tutor who is always alone, the repressive department that needs to use large equipment must act collectively.
This also means that they have to bear risks from their peers.
A team member who is crazy about pollution may detonate a bomb when no one is paying attention, resulting in the destruction of the entire team.
Not to mention those weird stories that specifically imitate human appearance.
Because of this, the teams perform their own duties and will not meet easily.
The "black umbrella" belonging to the second team should not actively invite the "thorns" belonging to the first team to travel.
This is common sense and a taboo.
"The code name of this operation?"
Li Hui pressed her hand on the hilt of the knife, and her voice was filled with a faint murderous intent.
"Thorns, what are you doing?"
Someone in the team noticed Li Hui's actions. He screamed in shock and raised his gun to point the girl with murderous aura.
"The code name of this operation is a feast of flesh and blood, we are not contaminated."
Another voice sounded from the team, and Li Hui could even recognize this somewhat familiar hoarse female voice.
roar--
A white light flashed and the beasts rang out.
Xia Yu's body was torn to pieces and turned into minced meat scattered all over the ground.
The only ones who have the authority to know the code of the operation are the commander and the tutor, and even Li Hui cannot cross this line.
An ordinary team member tells another ordinary team member what only the senior management knows?
Absolutely abnormal.
"The thorns are polluted! Shoot! Shoot!"
The hoarse girl roared angrily and took the lead in shooting at the light and agile figure.
The rifle engraved with the spell roared and spit out flames, and the bullets intertwined into a firepower net, covering Li Hui.
——
"Damn... do these ghost things really exist?"
The tall and thin man whispered, waving his shovel to split the figure in front of him in half.
The next second, the corpse that had turned into two halves disappeared without warning, as if it was just a phantom.
There is no evidence of existence.
If it weren't for the Shrike's attack order, everyone would think that they had hallucinated.
"Mu Jue... Do you still remember me?"
The figure of a woman wearing a tactical vest suddenly appeared in front of the tall and thin man, whispering his name.
"Remember."
Mu Jue nodded, his expression a little complicated.
"You died in that conflict five years ago. I personally buried you under a tree, and accompanied by four or five unclean people who paid your life."
"I'm back now."
"Follow me, we should get married next month."
The woman smiled and raised her arms, as if she was about to touch Mu Jue's face.
Both the expression and tone are impeccable.
"You can't come back."
The man sighed and shoveled some dirt mixed with blood from the ground, sprinkling it gently on the woman.
"The person buried by the gravedigger will never come back."
The latter's figure quickly blurred, leaving only a sigh.
Even the reaction to death was exactly the same.
The truth is heartbreaking.
The moment he heard the sigh, Mu Jue's expression suddenly changed.
He waved his hand and patted his ears, trying to lose his hearing.
But it's too late.
The sigh turned into a massive amount of pollution and suddenly poured into Mu Jue's head.
At the same time, similar situations occur to everyone.
They saw familiar faces.
Relatives, lovers, comrades.
He was obviously someone who would never meet again in this life, but he stood in front of him so strangely.
The phantoms smiled and waved their hands, muttering something softly, making people unable to help but want to get close.
But once it gets closer, the phantom will be destroyed in an instant and burst into amazing pollution.
"ah…!!!"
A miserable scream rang out, followed by a hasty gunshot.
Some people were affected by pollution and chose to commit suicide by drinking and committing suicide by drinking before falling into madness.
A faint sadness spread among the crowd, the pollution concentration rose rapidly, and more and more people were about to fall into madness.
Even with equipment to weaken pollution, humans still seem so fragile when facing strange talks.
"Back!"
A thunderous sound rang out, and everyone's hearts were shocked at the same time.
Shrike shouted at the trumpet in his hand.
He was completely unaffected.
"Inject contamination inhibitors to each other and keep an eye on your mental state."
"Those are all fake, so I'll remind you?"
"Take me out the black dog blood and throw it directly on him."
"You are elite soldiers who have experienced many battles and cannot be broken into the hands of a few broken shadows."
"After this mission is over, everyone's salary will double! Another half month's vacation!"
The dark man code-named Butcher held up his trumpet and shouted loudly.
This seemingly absurd action has actually been carefully considered.
The speaker itself is a strange piece of equipment that can dispel pollution to a certain extent.
In addition, many people are not unable to tell the truth of those things, they just want to make up for the regrets of the past.
However... as long as you give this group of people a hint of "looking forward", the situation will be very different.
Insight into the situation in an instant and find a solution. This is the role of the commander.
"Double your salary? Still have fucking holidays?"
"I want to survive! I must survive!"
"First love? Have you eaten it? If you don't eat it, you will take me a punch."
"Comrade-in-arms? Sorry, the company has given too much."
"Damn, I'm not as good as my black dog blood, who can evenly give me some?"
The officials rushed out with great enthusiasm as if they had chicken blood.
The madness has not completely faded, and they are even a little bit unnatural.
——
"It seems something is wrong."
Wang Jin frowned and muttered softly.
He could feel the change in the breath of the entire manor.
"This is not the ability to have a feast."
Ye Ying closed her eyes gently and then spoke.
"well."
Wang Jin sighed, and the expression on his face became a little complicated.
Ye Ying is also part of the house. She said that this breath has nothing to do with the feast, that is, it has nothing to do with it.
And this atmosphere has nothing to do with the company.
Be able to enter and exit the feast scenes freely, and have other strange and tactful powers...
Wang Jin could probably guess who was secretly causing trouble.