"It can't be wrong, it should be them. Be careful and be prepared to retreat at any time. The information from Ovelia has not been clear yet. You must calculate the safe route of retreat in advance. Also, be careful.
If heavy machinery or trucks are discovered on the railway lines and roads around you, no matter who it is, you are allowed to attack." After Ye Jielin hung up the communication, she looked at Cassia and Sotagang, "The plan may be in
Changes will happen soon. How to deal with the enemy? I don’t need to say more about this kind of thing, right? Of course, if it is not Ovelia who comes here, it will definitely be the best situation."
"I'll leave it to you to deal with it. It would be better for Cassia and I to find a place to hide. We just need to be prepared to be discovered. With Ovelia's head, he would not think that we would meet us at the same time in the factory.
The two would be a coincidence. If she really thinks that we came and hid in the factory to assassinate you, that would be the most ideal situation." Ye Jielin smiled, and she followed Cassia outside the warehouse.
Cassia conveniently took a larger, thick dustproof cloth, and Sotagang and Berta followed them out of the house.
"Maybe we can hide in the warehouse." Sotagang suggested. The huge pile of stacked gears can easily hide the two bodies.
"It's not very safe." Cassia considered more factors. He pointed to the area where he was testing, "It shouldn't be a problem for us to stand on the edge."
Sotagan watched the figures of Cassia and Ye Jielin being submerged by the rising steam. He turned around and saw the communications commander running out at this time. "Sir Sotagon, the people from the security patrol outside were just here.
They all lost contact and failed to transmit signals on time!"
"I understand." Sotagang nodded, squinting his eyes slightly, "Inform the people resting here to prepare for battle. You should stay in the room and do not move around at will. If the situation permits, remember to eliminate the information stored in the difference machine in time.
."
"Okay, I'll go over and tell them now," the communications commander replied. Then he turned around and walked a few steps towards the room at the bottom of the warehouse. Amidst the screams of steam erupting in the test area, a sharp trembling sound suddenly appeared in the air. Sotagon and Berta both instinctively moved aside. With a few "ding-ding" sounds and slight sparks, several steel nail-like objects were firmly nailed to the ground, and their trembling tails were still making a trilling sound.
There was liquid seeping out from around the gap where the steel nail-like object was driven into the ground. Berta's nose sniffed reflexively at this moment. There was already a sour smell in the air, just like the one that exists all year round in the hospital's injection room.
A smell.
Sotagang immediately pulled out his gun and shot at the people hiding on the steel beams of the factory building. The few black shadows were very flexible and they all dodged.
"It's an anesthetic needle! Be careful!" Berta shouted at this time. The communications officer in front of her couldn't escape just now, and also fell to the shelf aside. His feet were already bent, and he was holding on with difficulty with one hand.
Holding the shelf, the other hand reached to the back, trying to pull out the several anesthetic needles that were half-pierced in the back, but within a second or two, he could only collapse helplessly on the ground.
Just as Berta wanted to help her, Sotagang had already hugged her body and rushed to the side while shooting. A dozen anesthesia needles followed his footsteps and sank into the ground.
The sound of "ding, ding, ding" stimulated the eardrums of the two people. It was originally a weapon specially prepared for this operation. Not only the dose and concentration, but also the quality and power of the anesthetic needle itself were greatly enhanced. Extremely short
Within a few seconds, the air was gradually filled with a sour smell.
Under the light, the bright light reflected by the anesthesia needle was mixed with the intermittent firelight of the firecracker. It did not last long. When Sotagang brought Berta to the finished product warehouse, the sound of firing had completely disappeared, and only the sound of fire had disappeared.
The sound of the machine over there in the test area is ringing alone.
He and Berta each held pistols to defend one side. No one could be seen between the gaps in the gears. But their keen senses told them that they were surrounded.
"Maybe there are only two of us left." Sotagang said softly, and Bota said "Yeah", "They are somewhat familiar with the layout here. The enemy should have obtained the design drawings here."
"It's true that there are only two of you left." As soon as Berta finished speaking, an ordinary male voice came from above their heads, and several anesthetic needles were driven into their shoulders at the same time, "We also have the design drawings.
Yes." Then a figure, riding on the sound, fell hard from mid-air, raising a gust of wind and hitting the two of them.
Sotagang and Berta turned around quickly, and the anesthetic needle had begun to take effect. When they wanted to shoot, both of them were hit in the waist by the shadow's fist at the same time. The force had been estimated in advance, and it was not heavy.
However, the position and force of the attack were just right. With the medicine in the anesthesia needle, the right half of the two men's bodies temporarily lost strength. Their fingers were also numb and stiff. At this time, they could no longer hold the pistol and fell to the ground. After a few "chichi" sounds, the black figure came to the two of them, pressed the trigger again as if he was worried, and inserted several anesthesia needles into the bodies of the two of them. Sotagang's body was unstable first, and his head
Already feeling dizzy, he fell back, and Berta quickly stretched out his left hand to hold his back.
It's just that the weight of Sotagang's body cannot be stabilized by Berta's condition. The two of them staggered back a few steps, and with a "boom", they leaned hard on the stacked gears. And Sotagang
He also felt a stinging pain in his back, and something stabbed into his body with the help of his body's downward pressure.
He glanced at Berta, and when he turned his head, the black figure was already standing under the light. He had a very ordinary face, a little dark yellow, with a little smile. He was wearing black clothes and a long dark t-shirt.
Gray trench coat. There is something heavy hanging inside the trench coat, which pulls it straight, and the man moves with only a slight sway.
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"Mr. Sotagang, good evening, please forgive our rather violent way of visiting." The man spoke with an apologetic tone while observing the status of Sotagang and Berta. He reloaded the tranquilizer gun and
Just as he was about to shoot again and completely put the two of them to sleep, several other figures came to him.
"That's enough, Frito." Slender fingers pressed down the anesthetic gun.
"Ovelia?" Sotagang looked at the woman coming out and thought with a sneer in his heart.
"Good evening, Mr. Sotagon." Ovelia greeted, she waved, and the person next to her walked over and injected half a tube of milky white medicine into Sotagon and Berta. "The Chinese medicine, it can be used a little."
Relieve the anesthetic component in your body."
"Who are you?" Sotagang pretended to exhale a large breath. Berta's condition improved a little at this time, and he opened his mouth and took a deep breath, "I don't remember ever having a conflict with people like you.
.Or are you the same people you were four days ago?"
"Trouble is always proactive, you just need to know that we are here to help you." Ovelia looked around, and she asked someone to help Sotagang and Berta, "This is not a good place to talk.
, let’s go to your test area first.”
The two were dragged to the machine in the testing area, with Ovelia and Frito walking behind.
"Mr. Frito, please check inside this factory." Ovelia looked at Berta's back, thought for a moment and said, "There seems to be other smells in the air that have not dispersed."
"This is exactly the kind of job I like. I'll leave the conversation to you." Frito said with a smile, and disappeared from Ovelia's eyes in a few steps.
In the experimental area, Sotagang and Berta sat slumped on their chairs, struggling to speak.
"Can you tell me who you are now? This way is not like coming to help us." Sotagang looked around. Technical engineers and a dozen armed men were all lying on the ground, in a coma. Ten
Someone came and held an anesthetic gun and surrounded them. Sotagang's eyes scanned them one by one. His thoughts were moving quickly in his head, and he had already thought about what he wanted to say next.
"If you come here to take back those few people from four days ago, I can only say I'm sorry." A sarcastic smile appeared on Sotagang's face at the right moment, "Four have died, and the remaining three are not in good condition.
Okay. If you act faster, you may be able to save the lives of the remaining three people."
"Oh,,," Ovelia seemed a little interested and her voice was gentle, "Seven people?"
"Originally there were supposed to be eight, but one escaped and fired several shots from the high-pressure tank while leaving. The steam explosion gave her a good cover." Sotagang felt a little regretful, "So, you are the eighth person?
I just didn’t realize it would be such a beautiful woman like you.”
"In this case, I will take it as a compliment. Thank you, Mr. Sotagang." Ovelia replied politely, "It's just that there may be some deviations. I said I'm here to help you, although in some ways."
Not good."
"My name is Ovelia Astus. Knowing each other's identities may be helpful for future cooperation."