"What's going on??" Annie's eyes flickered, her face full of surprise.
"This picture was locked through the satellite system positioning. The man standing is Yan Shou, surrounded by his ten members of the Death Soldier Battalion. The picture is real, but I... don't know what happened specifically."
Annie grabbed the data cable from Dongfang Hao's hand and connected it to her computer again. Her voice had a slight vibrato: "Turn the screen to the nearby area and see what other scenes are around. Enemies? Or other scenes."
"I've checked, and it's not true. Within a radius of dozens of miles, there are only standing Yan Shou and lying dead soldiers battalion members. Maybe there is, but the satellite picture is a bit blurry, so I can't check it clearly."
"...Yan Shou..." Di Cheng's eyes were a little dull, and a soft murmur trembled from his lips.
Annie's heart trembled slightly, and she quickly held Di Cheng's hand and said urgently: "Don't think about the worst yet. Yan Shou is still standing, which means he is still alive. I will leave and arrange for someone to go and investigate. If there is anything..."
Before he finished speaking, Di Cheng stood up suddenly. His movements were so fast that he almost knocked Annie down. His dull eyes slowly returned to consciousness, condensing bit by bit, like needles, sharp and bone-piercing. The invisible aura spread rapidly.
, filling the whole room.
Di Cheng's breathing was very slow, very slow, but unusually heavy. His eyes were quiet, but scary cold.
"What's wrong?" Ye Wantong slowly sat up, her charm subdued and her charm dissipated. She looked at Di Cheng strangely, but received no response.
"Calm down first! I'll send someone to check, no, I'll check it myself! I'll give you the news soon." Annie felt bad and hurried out. She stabilized Di Cheng first. This kind of gaffe would definitely not be tolerated.
Good sign.
But just when I got up, I suddenly found...
Missing?? Di Cheng next to you is missing?
In an instant, it disappeared!!
"Where are you going??" Ye Wantong exclaimed, staring closely at the window sill.
Annie and Dongfang Hao quickly looked over.
On the open stone window, Di Cheng was squatting there, his body slightly curled up, leaning slightly forward, and he might fall at any time.
Annie said anxiously: "What do you want to do?! Come down! Calm down!"
"Yuwen Huangxue is still at the base, you can't..." Dongfang Hao was also anxious this time.
However... before he finished speaking, the crouched Di Cheng suddenly rose up and shot into the sky, strong and crisp, and disappeared from the sight of the three women in the blink of an eye, leaving only one sentence: "No one is allowed to follow.
Not allowed either!!”
"Dicheng! Come back!" The three women's hearts trembled and they rushed to the stone window. However, in the spacious square, the huge base, and the low downstairs full of guards, there was no trace of Di Cheng.
There were many people coming and going in the base, and there were also many patrolling security forces, but no one reacted. It seemed that they didn't notice Di Cheng leaving, and noticed that someone just jumped from the roof.
"Damn it!" Annie cursed secretly, turned around and rushed out of the office.
"Notify the dispatch room and block the news!!" This was Dongfang Hao's first thought.
"Changsun Qianwen?! Hold on to Yuwen Huangxue first!" Ye Wantong first thought of the super emperor in the base. After quickly getting dressed, he left the office to find Changsun Qianwen.
Di Cheng's face was as gloomy as if he could squeeze out water, his emotions were trembling, his muscles were tightening, his strength was surging, and his speed soared to a terrifying level, like a stream of light across the base. Only a few Di Cheng appeared to be swaying.
The shadow attracted some confused glances, but no one paid attention or considered it, just treating it as an illusion.
Huh!! After a moment, with the roar of energy and the sound of breaking wind, Di Cheng soared into the sky like a falcon flapping its wings, flying past the horrified eyes on the wall, tumbling past, and then...
Disappear??Disappear!!
The security team members rubbed their eyes vigorously, patted their heads, and looked under the wall, but there was nothing.
Who was it just now? What was it?
Is it because I'm dazzled? Or am I hallucinating?
No, it was a human just now!! A few more cautious team members were looking at each other, picking up the walkie-talkies in a tacit understanding, and preparing to report the 'abnormal situation' just now to the dispatch room.
At this moment, all the guards on the north city wall received an order. "Continue to observe. Forget about the scene just now!!"
Forgot? Some people don’t know why, while others are full of surprise.
In fact, not only them, but the commanders in the dispatch room also had dull faces, playing back the scene over and over again. Even if the playback speed was deliberately slowed down, there was still just an afterimage passing by.
Who??What? They didn’t know what it was just now. Just because of a phone call from above, they stopped the pursuit as quickly as possible and also sent a warning to the guards on the wall.
Outside the base, 97 kilometers northeast.
A two-meter-long giant knife was deeply embedded in the soil. The giant knife was completely black and inlaid with golden lines. It was domineering and ferocious! The blade was sharp and the back of the knife was serrated. It reflected a strange cold light in the sun, and the rich aura,
A ferocious killing intent.
The giant knife is covered with chains, extending from the handle to the ground. They are not simply entangled, but binding a person!!
A muscular man in tattered clothes, covered in blood, stocky and with tattoos on his head - Yan Shou!!
Dongfang Hao's judgment was correct. The man locked by the satellite was Yan Shou. However, he was not standing. Instead, he was tied to the giant knife by chains and nailed to the ground. His head was lowered, his face was pale, and he was even obviously
There was no ups and downs in his breathing, making it difficult to tell whether he was alive or dead.
The ten people lying or kneeling next to them were not brothers from the Death Soldier Battalion, but ten foreigners dressed in black costumes!
They surrounded the giant sword, holding their weapons in their arms, their eyes slightly lowered, their expressions as cold as ice, exuding dangerous auras, like ten weapons without life and emotion, with murderous intent.
It’s more of a warning than a disguise!
The line of sight widened, until one kilometer away, deep in the dense pasture, thousands of figures were scattered among them, forming a linear surround with the giant knife as the center.
Each lurker chooses the place with the densest grass and lies there motionless, hiding himself as much as possible. At the same time, his ears are close to the ground, quietly listening to the situation on the ground, waiting for tremors or vibrations.
sound.
The entire area was very quiet, except for the rustle caused by the strong wind, no sound could be heard.
Quiet! Surprisingly quiet, weirdly quiet! However, the existence of this group of lurkers makes the atmosphere exude danger in the calmness!
The entire area is like a large open net, a trap has been laid, and the Yan Shou tied to the giant knife is a bait.
They are patiently waiting for their prey to arrive.
The patience of this group of people is amazing. They don't eat, drink or move. They just lie down deep in the grass. From morning to noon, and now, they have maintained the same posture for nearly ten hours, even if they are bitten by mosquitoes.
, drilled into the ear, there will be no physical movement.
This patience and perseverance is comparable to that of China's special forces!
Unknowingly, the sun began to set in the west, the light changed from bright and dazzling to soft and dim, the hot temperature began to drop, and occasionally a strong wind blew by, and you would feel a bit chilly.
If the prey is not caught in the net, it may get dark and the hunting operation will turn into night. Night is always not a good time for those waiting for hunting.
But they had no choice but to wait.
"Isn't it coming? I still haven't found this bait, or is the trap too obvious and the prey is afraid?" Deep in the pasture, a man with some gray hair was thinking intently, gently twisting a root of grass with his fingertips.
His ears were pressed against the ground, his expression slightly disappointed.
Based on his understanding of Di Cheng, he should not be an impersonal 'big picture person'. This Yan Shou is one of the disciples of the Communist Party of China and the master of the Earth Snake Sect. His status is not too high.
But it won’t be too low. Is Di Cheng going to give up?
Or has it gone too far?
"Come on, come on, come on. Even if you are pushing a cannon or a tank, as long as you come over, everything will be easy." The man muttered secretly in his heart, listening attentively to what was happening on the ground.
But when he waited, what he was waiting for was not the trembling of the ground, nor the sound of horse hooves or footsteps, but...
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