"Practical combat is the best textbook for teaching all new things."
"Give us a mission, a mission about this third-party force in the civil war."
——"Haizhi" team.
May 1, 2020, the tenth day after the civil war began.
A small passenger plane from Tiandu took off from Tiandu International Airport and flew directly to Xushan on an arranged temporary route.
This passenger plane was nicknamed "Curiosity Cat" by Yun Luo. After it took off, Yun Luo immediately informed Ye Yuan of all the information about the passenger plane.
According to what Ye Yuan said at the time, these people who wanted to join in the fun were all curious cats, and they were obviously tired of living.
"I don't know what cutting-edge technology I will see this time. You must pay attention and write down even a mosquito for me!"
The white-haired old man sitting on the right side of the cabin is wearing the uniform of the National Academy of Sciences of China, and he is repeatedly emphasizing to the similarly dressed students behind him with excitement. He is none other than Tong Cong, the representative academician of the National Academy of Sciences who attended the previous meeting.
"You still have to pay attention to safety and don't alert those young ladies. We ordinary people can just open our eyes."
The middle-aged man in a suit and tie who spoke was sitting at the front of the two middle rows of the passenger plane. Next to him was a taciturn young man wearing trendy brands. They were Liu Yu, a representative of the business community, and his son. Liu Jinhang.
"After arriving at your destination, follow our arrangements, otherwise we will not be able to guarantee your safety."
Yan Feng, deputy captain of the China National Police Corps, is wearing the police's special combat uniform and leading a team of armed police troops sitting in the two rows on the far left.
In front of their seats, four men and women wearing sports tights and half special metal masks were sitting in the cab, listening to the co-pilot giving simple lessons about aircraft driving.
The boy with a mask made of black gold as the main material has sassy medium-short black hair on his head, a pair of indifferent eyes as dark as ink, and non-human crimson irises embedded in the black ink, exuding an enchanting allure. Black trench coat The body underneath is the standard inverted triangle that all men dream of. The muscle lines wrapped in tights and close-fitting metal protective gear are tight and imply explosive power, constantly attracting the attention of two female companions.
He is the captain of the "Haizhi" unit recently established by "Shadow Kill", codenamed "Dagger"
The male team member who was traveling with him wore a standard bullet haircut, and his big lychee eyes had a gloomy look, covering up his original vitality and confidence. He wore a silver alloy mask, and his body looked thin under the uniform tights. , the muscles that are slightly worse than the captain are well hidden under the clothes.
The two female team members wore black and dark cyan masks respectively. Under knee-length black windbreakers, their figures were wrapped in tights. The split-design clothing allowed black silk to spread out from under the tight shorts. Unlike the long black windbreakers, which were The tall lady with her hair tied back, and the shorter girl with short hair even chose knee-length stockings. Her looming tight thighs constantly teased the surrounding eyes, complementing her always reddish earlobes. And her face. Together with their plain royal-sister-type companions, countless men who see them can't keep their eyes off them.
They are "Mo", "Yan" and "Zhi", members of the "Xie Zhi" team.
"Okay, that's about it. Today's aircraft generally reduce the amount of manual control. For emergencies, it's almost enough to learn takeoff, landing, autopilot and SOS."
The co-pilot who finally finished speaking took a sip of hot tea, put the thermos cup back into the groove, nodded to the leader "Dagger", and sat back in the co-pilot's seat.
"I understand, "Mo", please go and confirm."
"yes."
"Mo" nodded, opened the cabin door of the cab, walked towards the flight attendant under the astonished gazes of the passengers, and took the tablet that recorded the passenger information.
"We are the security force "Haizhi" responsible for your trip. Please cooperate with me in the second identity authentication. For your safety, please do not move."
"Why do we need to conduct a second security check? Isn't the information for the first recruitment not enough?!"
Yan Feng, the police deputy captain with a crew-cut haircut, raised the question directly. He was used to being a commander and clearly showed resistance.
"Hey, don't say that. They are also doing it for our safety. Come on, young man, let's start from our side!"
Tong Cong, who didn't want his research opportunities to be ruined, showed a charitable smile. With his white hair, he waved to "Mo" and motioned for him to come here for certification.
Liu Yu, who was sitting in the middle, smiled and nodded at "Mo", expressing his casual attitude without confronting Yan Feng. He looked like a smooth businessman.
"Tong, wait a minute. This person is fully armed and did not show up at the first security check. We are all important personnel in important positions in all walks of life. There is no guarantee that some unknown terrorists will target us."
"Captain Yan, please rest assured that this is indeed a member of the "Shadow Kill" and "Haizhi" teams. The reason why he did not show up during the security check is to ensure the concealment of the operation. Please forgive me."
At the critical moment, the flight attendant put on a sweet professional smile and rescued "Mo" with a smile.
"Concealment? As far as I know, our flight is a national special security level, right? It took three months from us to you to prepare. If there is any action, since we are all on the plane, it will not be Hidden, right?”
"this……"
"Thank you, please do your work first."
"Mo" gently whispered to the flight attendant and asked her to close the door of the workroom. He glanced back secretly and "Mo" looked for "Dagger"'s gaze.
At this time, the sound of "Dagger" came from "Mo"'s earphones.
"Don't kill people, don't expose your abilities, and complete the mission."
A smile appeared on the face hidden by the mask. After receiving the order, "Mo" put down his anxiety and walked straight towards Yan Feng.
"We are not obliged to provide you with the details and intelligence of the mission. The reason why we do not meet you at the security checkpoint is because we do not need to have excessive contact with you."
The sound passes through the electronic curtain in the mask and slightly changes the timbre. Generally, the sound that has been processed in this way will not be detected by the sound detection equipment.
"Oh, it's interesting. You "Shadow Killers" are also an organization of our country. As the top group of people in China, why don't we even have the right to know about a team mission related to us?"
"If you have anything to ask your superiors, our relationship with each other only lies in this identity authentication. After the authentication is over, we have nothing to do with each other, unless someone wants to buy your life."
"Mo" stood in front of Yan Feng, holding a tablet in his hand.
"Hey, are you still showing off your authority? Threatening me? Let me tell you, just because of your brat, I can..."
"Give me your hand."
"Mo" clicked on the screen, and his exposed fingers did not leave a trace of fingerprints on the screen. This was one of the functions of their clothes.
"Oh."
Yan Feng crossed his arms and put his palms under his armpits, showing an expression of unwillingness to cooperate.
"snort."
A sneer came from behind the mask, "Mo" put the tablet into the magnetic stand inside the windbreaker, and lowered his hands in front of Yan Feng.
"I'm very lucky, the first one is chicken."
"You said...uh!"
"Click!"
The sound of bones being broken shook everyone's eardrums. "Mo" punched Yan Feng directly in the center of his body. While he was reeling from the pain, he directly straightened his loosened right arm and used it arrogantly.
The hand knife broke his elbow joint.
"Don't move!"
The armed police officers who saw the captain being beaten immediately unbuckled their seat belts, stood up from their seats, and pointed their pistols at "Mo".
"Ah... you!"
Yan Feng, whose nose was bleeding all over his clothes, struggled to return to his sitting position from the seat, holding his right arm tightly with his other hand.
"Catch this guy who attacked the police!"
"yes!"
"Bang!"
"ah!!"
A sudden strange sound attracted
With the eyes of everyone in the cabin, Yan Feng turned his head and found that his nephew, who was following him, was holding his right hand with broken fingers in pain. In front of him, there were the remains of a pistol and human body debris that were smoking white.
Eight fell to the ground scattered on the ground.
"You're crazy!"
"All the pistols you checked on the plane with have been unloaded and kept in one place. Who are you trying to scare by leaving them here?"
"Mo" lightly took out the tablet from the inside of his windbreaker, pulled Yan Feng's broken right forearm over while he screamed in pain, and pressed the fingerprints of his right hand on the tablet.
"Verification passed, information has been compared."
"Isn't it good to do this early? Captain Yan? No, Vice Captain Yan?"
Yan Feng, whose mouth was wide open due to pain, could no longer speak. He stared resentfully at "Mo" walking towards his nephew, his extreme anger suppressed by a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Hey, ask your people to put down their guns. If you don't, I'll have to blow them up one by one. If someone hides a bullet, what do you say..."
After checking the information, "Mo" turned around and approached Yan Feng, whose facial muscles were twitching in pain. His almond-shaped eyes were crooked, and he reminded Yan Feng with a playful smile of a young man.
"put……"
"Put it down! Put it down! Oh! Tell me what all this is about!"
Tong Cong, who had been silent for a long time, quickly stood up, waved his arms downwards several times at the armed police who were still raising their guns, and acted as a peacemaker.
"You see, those who have eaten rice for a few more years are different."
"you!"
"Squeak~"
At the moment when Yan Feng couldn't bear the humiliation and wanted to explode, the door of the cab opened. He looked at the man and two women walking out of the cab. The dangerous aura exuded by the leading man made him instinctively close his mouth.
""Mo", what happened?"
"The big... head is fine. It just has a few thorns."
"who?"
The man dressed in black slowly walked towards Yan Feng's position, and an inexplicable chill made everyone who saw him shudder in unison.
It didn't feel like fear, but rather like the feeling of some kind of instinctively fearful creature passing by.
"Tou, it's okay, I've taken care of it."
"Mo" changed his previous arrogance and made room for "Dagger" who came over.
"Dagger" glanced at the tragic situation in front of him, raised his hand and waved to the team members behind him.
"You go and cooperate with "Mo" to check the others."
"yes."
"Be careful."
The team members who received the instructions responded individually and conducted inspections under the leadership of the woman wearing a dark blue mask.
"ah!"
"Dagger" picked up Yan Feng's right forearm without any fluctuation. In Yan Feng's sight filled with pain and fear, several dark crystalline threads protruded from the shadow under the arm and pierced him through the pores.
His arms were like needles and threads weaving through his muscles. The pain was so heartbreaking that he almost fainted.
"Kill me! Don't break..."
"Click!"
"ah!!!"
The "dagger" exerted force suddenly, and the pain comparable to that of breaking broke through the defense line of Yan Feng's mouth, and he couldn't help shouting.
""Mo", now go and check the medical students in the surgery department. After the examination is completed, let them come here to bandage."
"yes!"
Yan Feng, who was sweating profusely, watched the black threads emerge from his body. He finally understood the fear of seeing indescribable things in the Cthulhu Mythos.
Even though he was healed, the fear brought to him by "Dagger" was hundreds of times greater than that of "Ink".
"You are not on our task list yet, so I won't kill you. If you are afraid, go check to see if you have violated the rules. It is always better to commit suicide than to meet us."
"Dagger" stood up and looked down at the frightened Yan Feng.
"May we never see each other again."
Bowing gracefully to everyone, "Dagger" turned around and returned to the cab.