As a major country in the European Community, Paris, the capital of Gaul, has been, is, and will be a city that human civilization cannot bypass in the past, present, and foreseeable future.
It has a rich history. Every street, every streetlight, and even every corner has its own story. It was once synonymous with fashion, but unfortunately this impression has become part of history with the end of the corporate war.
Those new cities that are piled up with new technologies, new materials, and new design concepts can bring people higher efficiency and better living experience, and gradually steal the spirit of the entire city.
But the Thirteenth Arrondissement is different. It is the sore of Paris, a stain covered under the carpet by the Gauls. It is not marked on any map, and no news about it has ever seen the light of day.
Parisians hide the 13th arrondissement under their long skirts, not wanting anyone to discover it. In fact, if you ask some Parisians under the age of 30 about the 13th arrondissement, they may have only heard about it.
After just a few words, one might even suspect that it is just part of an urban legend.
But in fact, there are almost half a million people living in the 13th arrondissement. Some of them are desperate poor people, debtors, street kids who have caused big trouble, wanted criminals, etc.
The other part is the aboriginal people of District 13, who are the survivors after the nuclear explosion, as well as all the children who were born and grew up in District 13.
These people are the main members of the Taha Gang. Before the nuclear explosion, the Taha Gang was just an "inconspicuous" smuggling criminal group within the European Community, but now it has been given more meaning.
District 13 is the 13th District of the Taha Gang. Gaul betrayed this land. The Taha Gang has a bloody feud with this country...
The Taha Gang is dormant... the Taha Gang is patient... the Taha Gang is waiting, all for revenge.
In the past twenty years, the Gallic government and many corporate forces have tried to spread their influence into the Thirteenth District, but they have failed without exception.
The Taha gang can always find their tentacles and hang them outside the wall of District 13. This is true for a spy, a tactical team of ten people, and a rapid reaction battalion of five hundred people.
Of course, the scene that day was much more lively. The Taha gang had to hang the soldiers on the city wall in batches. The scene once reminded Parisians of the guillotine during the Revolution.
The Gallic government has long ago chosen to ruin it. They have endured District 13 for decades and don't care if it continues to exist.
But capital couldn't bear it. They watched helplessly as the Thirteenth Arrondissement occupied the most valuable land in Paris without being able to generate any profits. This was even more uncomfortable than putting them in a frying pan.
The hired mercenaries once poured into District 13 like sea water, and then there was no news again. They also tried to use nuclear bombs to purify the area again, but the nuclear bombs that had been loaded into the plane disappeared mysteriously, and the nuclear bombs in the box disappeared.
is the mastermind who was cut into a hundred pieces.
Eventually, people have to get used to the existence of District 13, just like in the past, isolate it, and then forget about it.
Until today, the peace has been broken. Dozens of superhuman beings who are nominally affiliated with the Gallic government broke through the isolation zone and crossed the 30-meter-high isolation wall using their own magical powers.
Organa witnessed all this. She was standing at a hidden entrance leading to the underground. Two masked men with guns were guarding the place, allowing those who came to enter the underground in an orderly manner.
One of the men pointed his gun at Organa, his eyes very calm, as if the collapsing buildings not far away and the whizzing javelins did not exist: "Stand there with a strange face and don't move!"
Another gunman said a few words into the walkie-talkie, and then walked around behind Organa. The two soldiers kept a distance of more than five meters from Organa in a tacit understanding, and at the same time they were at an angle of 150 degrees to the other party.
It will not affect each other's ballistics, and it will make Organa have to distract herself from two uses.
"I'm not on the same side as them!" Organa only had time to say this before the soldier who was talking to her had already opened fire.
A burst of golden light flashed across Organa's body, and a layer of illusory metal armor emerged to block the bullet for her. She herself did not hesitate, crossing the distance of five meters in two steps, and punched down the soldier who fired.
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But another soldier had the same reaction. He didn't care that his ballistic range included the civilians who were entering the underground passage. He directly squeezed the trigger and released the firepower.
Organa's illusory armor quickly fell apart under the bullet attack, but when she threw the dagger and nailed it to the soldier's head, he finally lost the ability to fight back.
At this time, three or four accidentally injured civilians were already lying on the ground at the entrance. However, this obviously did not affect other people. There were still a few survivors who rushed here and entered the underground without hesitation.
No one cares about the corpses on the ground. These people have long been accustomed to this kind of life.
Perhaps the sound of gunfire attracted the killer in the air. Organa saw the silver alloy angel circling under the sun, turned around and slipped into the underground passage.
But this time she was more careful. When passing a corpse, she pulled off a cloak that looked like a raincoat from the other person's body and threw it on her body haphazardly, covering most of her face.
When she entered the depths of the passage, a whole group of Taha Gang soldiers, led by a man who was obviously much stronger than normal people, passed her by.
The strong man at the head was wearing a military green tight-fitting vest and camouflage pants. He had thick hair and two giant teeth growing from the bottom up at the corners of his mouth. He looked like a live wild boar that had become sperm.
"Superhuman?" Organa lowered her head even further, blending in with the refugees and continuing downward.
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"Mr. Tang, we have ten minutes to fly over District 13." The stewardess reminded Tang Ji and handed him a mobile phone: "The followers of the Lord of Happy Dreams will continue to guide you below.
The Lord hopes that if we cooperate well this time, we can meet you again in our dreams."
"Tell her not to even think about it." Tang Ji put away his cell phone, hung all his equipment on his body, and shouted to the team members: "Get up and get ready to work!"
"Remember your mission. This mission is very special. I don't need you to confront the enemy head-on. They are all superhumans below. Protect yourself first!" Tang Ji emphasized their mission to Shadow and Saint. This time it is truly
He is the only one in the action team.
Tang Ji still remembered the consequences of the last time the team accidentally fell into the influence of jealousy, and he didn't want to do it again.
When faced with jealousy, Tang Ji could not trust anyone except himself.
"We will land on the sentry tower on the giant wall. I studied the buildings in District 13. My gun can penetrate most buildings. My strike range is within two kilometers." Shadow nodded: "
If you keep going, we'll follow you."
"I know, I know, Mr. Mikkelsen's people have already contacted me. He helped us get a suitable car. Just like before, I will complete my work in the mobile base station." Ethan finished speaking.
He patted Miwako on the shoulder: "Be careful when driving, I'm counting on you!"
Miwako pushed Ethan's hand away with some disgust and snorted: "I hope you don't vomit in the car and choke to death on your own vomit."
"Damn, I really like her face!" Ethan turned to the saint and whispered: "I swear, she is my muse!"
Valley poke
The saint glanced at Miwako, then at Ethan, with a strange facial expression, and gave Ethan a thumbs up.
Tang Ji didn't care if someone in the team was having an office romance. After confirming again that the equipment was fine, he followed the flight attendant's instructions and suddenly opened the cabin door.
The whole plane immediately shook violently, and then Tang Ji jumped out without looking back. Shadow and Saint followed closely behind, and Miwako closed the door forcefully.
This thing was not designed to let people get off the plane halfway. The pilot spent a lot of effort to stabilize the aircraft, but it also missed the optimal landing height and could only re-circle and climb to a high enough altitude to descend again.
This caused Ethan's air support to be delayed for fifteen minutes before it could come online, and Miwako could only check her equipment over and over again.
This was her first day joining Tangji's team. As a result, she encountered a missile attack in the morning. The enemy parachuted in and used a lot of heavy firepower and robots.
And that night, they crossed half of the world, parachuted on top of the enemy, and planned to pay for their debt with blood.
This was too exciting, and Miwako suddenly realized that Tang Ji and his team members had received relevant training. Even that loser Ethan could use that quick-response gel to complete a quick airborne landing, which gave her a sense of crisis.
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"You are wrong about one thing." Ethan pointed out one of Miwako's mistakes: "The people who attacked us during the day and those who attacked us at night are not the same group of people. Of course, they may have the same boss behind them."
"I don't understand." Miwako frowned and looked at Ethan, waiting for him to explain.
"Those who attacked us during the day are the subordinates of players and naturalized people." Ethan swallowed, not knowing how much he should explain, so he could only briefly introduce: "And now those under our buttocks are
Another group of people, I wonder if you have heard of the Seven Deadly Sins?"
"The seven most powerful superhumans in the world are jealous. He can control the will of others at will. Just by looking at you, you become his toy soldier." Ethan showed off his knowledge: "Of course, he
It used to be from Africa, and the European Community was originally the territory of another seven deadly sins, greed."
Miwako was confused by these names. She had just accepted the existence of players, and then she was told that there were also higher castes among superhumans.
"Anyway, the Seven Deadly Sins are all awesome!" Ethan was very satisfied with Miwako's expression and took the opportunity to whisper in her ear: "It is said that the head is the rage in the Seven Deadly Sins. I have seen him covered in flames. Bunker
Got it!"
???Miwako had more questions. She began to wonder if the Abandoned Intelligence Department had been away from the mainstream world for too long, which was why it was so closed-minded.
On the other side, Tang Ji dived all the way as he hugged the earth, and had already seen the desolation of District 13. The high blockade wall separated the inside and outside of the wall into two worlds.
The lights outside the wall are bright, but the inside is dark, with only the flashes caused by occasional explosions illuminating the surroundings.
As the altitude got lower and lower, Tang Ji saw more explosions and firefights, and they became more frequent. There were even a few tongues of fire on the ground, which was the Phalanx air defense system locking on the flying target and firing.
But it was so dark that he couldn't see the locked flying object, so he could only guess from the speed that it was some flying superhuman.
In the sky above District 13, there are at least three to four flying superhuman beings being chased by tongues of fire.
In mid-air dozens of meters above the ground, Tang Ji could already smell the smell of gunpowder smoke filling the air.
District 13 told the new outsiders in the simplest way that the people here are not easy to mess with.
Phew!
As the quick-response gel expanded rapidly under Tang Ji, Tang Ji seemed to have fallen into a pile of green pudding.
After a few seconds, the gel decomposed, and Tang Ji was able to get his feet on the ground. He moved his limbs, but luckily they were all there.
A complete set of dragon scale armor body armor, equipped with a sealable helmet, lined with a buffer layer, and a mimic cloak on the outside. The built-in power supply in the backpack can allow the cloak to work continuously for twenty hours.
The mimic cloak quickly blended into the surrounding environment in the night. Tang Ji picked up his cell phone and dialed the only number stored in it.
The phone was quickly picked up, and a woman's voice came over: "Who are you looking for?"
"I am Tang Ji." Tang Ji moved quickly towards the nearest fighting point: "Tell me your location."
"We are underground, at Traffic Port No. 14." The woman said simply: "The soldiers from the Taha Gang know how to get in. As long as you tell them to look for..."
Before the woman could finish speaking, the mobile phone in Tang Ji's hand suddenly exploded. Not only that, his mimic cloak worth 100,000 federal coins also flickered and lost its mimic effect.
At the same time, the few tongues of fire that illuminated the entire sky also went out. If viewed from the air, parts of the city near the north of District 13 were also plunged into darkness.
It was a large-scale EMP attack. Tang Ji frowned. He didn't know whether someone detonated the EMP bomb here or whether it was caused by a super human. At least according to the information about Gaul's official super human provided by Mikkelsen.
There are no superhuman beings with this type of ability.
But if the Gallic government was hiding some of its own superhuman beings, Tanguy would not be surprised at all.
He just enchanted his cloak... no, he added a [reinforcement] effect, turning it into another layer of bulletproof fabric, and moved on.
The good news is that the firefight not far away continues, but the bad news is that after the EMP attack, the gunfire there has become weaker and weaker.
As for what the woman hadn't finished saying, Tang Ji could only find an opportunity to go underground first and then go to Transport Port No. 14, so first he needed a living member of the Taha Gang.
This was not easy. Tang Ji didn't know if it was a problem with these superhumans themselves or the jealousy that controlled them. These people were obviously very cruel and very murderous.
There were corpses everywhere, some wearing hoods and weapons in their hands, and more of them were panicked civilians. Not a single one of those superhumans was left alive.
Based on the ability of jealousy, what happened here will obviously cause a question, that is, whether the superhuman beings controlled should bear responsibility for this.
Fortunately, this problem does not bother Tang Ji. He is not here to judge anyone. As long as you don't get in his way, he is just a passerby.