"Smith, you still have a chance. As long as you don't shoot, everything can happen again." Leeson swallowed, his legs were trembling now.
"Haha, I don't care about opportunities. Really Lison, I don't care about those hypocritical and stupid politicians giving me opportunities. I will give myself opportunities." Smith, who was in a trance, suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "The opportunity is yours."
Creation, I am the creator now, I can create opportunities for myself, I don’t need them to pity me, those humble and pitiful humans.”
"Smith..." Lison was still about to say something, but the other party gave him no chance. With a bang, Lison fell to the ground softly, his eyes wide open, and a picture appeared.
A horrified look.
His death was unjust, really unjust. He was just executing an order.
"Sir, I'm a little impulsive. Our technicians have determined that the canyon we are in has been locked by military satellites, and a miniature nuclear bomb has been aimed at us. As long as this guy dies, those people will not hesitate to press the button
Button." As soon as the door opened, Felix hurried in.
"Felix, I thought you betrayed me." Smith stared at his capable subordinate and smiled.
"Oh, God, you're not joking, it's just that I felt a little excited today." Felix spread his hands and said, "So I called a few blond girls who just got up."
"Okay, maybe I'm overthinking it, but you all have to listen." Smith stood up and scanned the laboratory for a week.
Everyone stopped what they were doing. They looked at Smith, waiting for him to speak.
"We are an unbreakable team here. No matter what happens, we must work together. Now, the evil politicians have decided to destroy our place."
"The oppression and suspicion we have suffered over the years finally broke out at this moment." Smith stared at the crowd and said excitedly: "But I have no intention of compromising with them. We are all from District 51.
As one member, we must work together to protect our department, and I promise that we will lead you to a new world."
"Dear Smith, we will always be loyal to you." Felix said: "But now, we have to eliminate the nuclear threat."
"Felix, have you forgotten our latest brain developer?" Smith smiled: "We can control people thousands of miles away here."
"I know, I know, but we need the genes of the people being controlled. Their genes are like satellite positioning. If we can't find their genes, we can't complete the positioning and we can't control them.
Felix said in a daze.
"This, I have been ready for a long time, let's do this. Oh, haha, the launch of a nuclear bomb cannot be separated from the key of our beloved Secretary of Defense." Smith's face showed a trace of feverish flush.
"Oh, great Smith, you can always think of things that others can't think of. I love you. Now, let's start fighting back." Felix was stunned, and a hint of fanatical excitement appeared on his face.
On the outskirts of the canyon, a group of soldiers was guarding.
"Sir, you have to come and take a look. Colonel Leeson's vital signs have disappeared." A communications soldier with high-tech equipment ran up to an officer and said with a blank screen.
"Oh, damn, Leeson was killed. That old bastard Smith finally took this step. Then we have nothing to hesitate about. Guys, fuck this guy and wipe out District 51. This is a rumor.
Gogo where there are aliens, everyone should be careful." The lieutenant colonel leading the team picked up the weapon in his hand and shouted at the team.
The soldiers stood up like a tide. They followed the original route and rushed to the elevator shaft. This was the only way to Area 51.
A soldier held a decoder in his hand, placed it in front of the code lock in front of the elevator shaft, and quickly decoded it. If they wanted to get inside Area 51, they had to decode it here first.
But after several attempts, the decoding failed. The soldier shook his head helplessly. He ran back to Smith and said: "Sir, some of the messages are not that good. They have changed the encoding of the password. We can't open them now."
's gate."
"Damn it, I told you before that we would all go in and garrison them. That would be a deterrent to them, and maybe Lison wouldn't die. But those damn guys above thought this would make Smith jump over the wall."
"What should we do now? There is a lot of precious information here. Are we going to let them carry out a nuclear strike and destroy this place?" the leader of the team said to himself.
At this time, the wall in front moved slightly, and it seemed to have changed. The soldiers reacted quickly. They immediately held their weapons and vigilantly paid attention to the movements in all directions.
Click, click, as complicated sounds sounded, I saw countless gun barrels sticking out from the wall outside.
"Damn it, back up, quickly, get out."
But it was too late. The barrels of the guns made a sound, and then spewed out a burst of flames. The soldiers standing in front fell instantly in large pieces.
"Retreat, retreat." The lieutenant colonel shouted loudly, and they retreated from the place while fighting back.
But after they withdrew, half of their number had been reduced. The lieutenant colonel, with his remaining soldiers, quickly retreated forward while shouting: "The operation in Area 51 has failed. Requesting air support, requesting air support..."
"This is the aviation command headquarters. Please explain the situation in detail. Over."
The sergeant received this cold and inhumane response. He stood still and opened his mouth to explain what had just happened, but at this moment, a gleam of fire appeared in his pupils.
I saw that the entire canyon covering tens of square kilometers was surrounded by a thin barrier, and on this screen, there were countless strange-shaped aircraft floating in mid-air.
These aircraft were very advanced and the Lieutenant Colonel had never seen them before, but the formations they listed were clean formations.
"Lieutenant Colonel, please answer my question, over."
The voice of the headquarters also came from the intercom, but the lieutenant colonel had no time to answer these. He stared at the formation flying in the air and spit out a classic magnesium-style national curse: "Fake!"
A burst of fire instantly engulfed him, and together with the soldiers behind him, they disappeared from this world and turned into ashes.
