Lu Mingfei was completely unaware of what happened before. He was sitting in a four-seater Volvo car, with a reluctant Caesar next to him. Ander was sitting in the co-pilot, directing Chu Zihang who was driving.
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"The target hid in a church in the South City of Chicago yesterday. After that, the tracker lost the signal. According to the judgment of the execution department, it should have entered a facility such as a cellar." Ender introduced the situation of the mission and handed the two two more copies.
documents.
"The target this time is a half-breed with the ability to speak and speak. Based on his situation at the time, the most conservative estimate is that he has lost his mind." Ender continued, turning to ask the two people sitting in the back row: "What's the matter?
idea?"
"The other party has hostages in their hands, should we be more careful?" Lu Mingfei raised his hand and replied.
Chu Zihang parked the car on the side of the road, then turned around and said: "There can't be any hostages. A high-risk hybrid that has lost its mind will kill ordinary people around him. The priest named Clark should be dead."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's just rush in and find the hybrid and chop him up." Caesar was a little ready to make a move. The last time he did a mission was a combat class, he was arranged to guard the target's escape route, but he didn't wait until the mission was over.
, he has never even seen the target.
By the way, he got an A in that class because the instructor commented that he was dedicated to his duties and completed the assigned tasks perfectly.
Facing Caesar's idea, Chu Zihang retorted again: "The other party's speech spirit is Moment. It is not good for us to operate in such a small space as the cellar. I suggest that we directly knock down the church, destroy the cellar, and bury the target underground.
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Chu Zihang's answer was full of the lunatic spirit of the executive department. After careful calculation, this was actually a good deal. On one side was a cheap chapel and on the other was the most outstanding student of Cassel College. I believe the school would be willing to
Pay this amount of money.
But obviously, Ander brought a few people to fight monsters and upgrade, not to drive an excavator. He stretched out his hand to comfort Chu Zihang and said to the people:
"Get out of the car now and put on your equipment. Although I don't like doing this, I always give you some opportunities to come face to face with the enemy." Ender ordered: "You and I will support you during this mission, Zihang.
It mainly depends on you two."
Chu Zihang nodded reluctantly, opened the car door, took out a cylindrical backpack from the trunk and put it on his back, then picked up a body armor and put it on to protect his chest vitals.
Caesar and Lu Mingfei looked at each other. They followed Chu Zihang's example and each took a bulletproof vest. Lu Mingfei took two more plugboards. Although they were heavier, he was a tank and could wear heavy armor.
Quite reasonable.
But when Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at Caesar, who was fully armed, holding a hammer in one hand and a short-barreled assault rifle on his back, he knew that there seemed to be something wrong with his understanding of the priest.
"Boss, are you a paladin or a priest?" In Lu Mingfei's mind, priests are beautiful ladies in cloth robes who would shout "Resurrection, my warrior," and then pull up fallen warriors.
"Of course the priest must wear heavy armor," Caesar touched his helmet, put the one-handed hammer on his waist, raised his gun and signaled: "Are you ready? You have to hold on."
"I think you are more of a warrior than me, boss," Lu Mingfei touched the small pistol at his waist.
Lu Mingfei didn't know that as a war priest, Caesar's combat ability was actually the same as that of warriors of the same level. If the magical bonus was included, it was slightly higher.
Ender looked at the two people who were fully equipped, nodded, looked at the church in front of him and ordered: "It looks like you are ready, then let's set off."
As a brass dragon, Ender's tactical literacy is lackluster. You can't expect a bunch of chaotic and kind-hearted guys to learn how to organize troops. Regarding command, Ender only knows two words:
One sentence is: "Give it to me!"
Another sentence is: "Come with me!"
In fact, there is another sentence, which is said when he can't beat him: "Wait for me." After that, Ender has to find other dragons for a just group fight.
Under Ander's excellent command, Chu Zihang automatically took over the task of leading the team, and several people entered the empty church. This was a simple Protestant church without too many complicated patterns. A cross stood quietly in front of it.
Hang there quietly.
Lu Mingfei walked at the front. After undergoing military training, he managed to look good, but he still felt uneasy in his heart.
The three of them walked cautiously into the church, with Ender holding a bottle of Coke and following leisurely behind.
"No target found, proceed to the last location." Chu Zihang ordered, and several people walked into the church and found the entrance to the cellar in the priest's room.
"According to the information from the Executive Department, the last pastor was at the height of the Cold War when he was young, so in order to prevent nuclear war, he built a defensive offensive under the church." Chu Zihang introduced.
"This old-fashioned shelter has only one entrance, so as long as we open a crack and throw bombs inside, we can eliminate the target without having to face him face to face." Chu Zihang looked at Ander again and emphasized his plan.
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Ander nodded with satisfaction. Chu Zihang was a master of this set of tactics, but he did not adopt Chu Zihang's opinion. This was not a war, but a hunt.
"Okay, Mingfei, open the cellar now, and you'll be the first to go down." Ander ordered.
This is a dangerous honor, and Ander is always generous to those close to him, so he chose to give this honor to Lu Mingfei.
Under Ander's gaze, Lu Mingfei carefully opened the cellar. The cellar was not deep, and Lu Mingfei felt that he could jump down.
The white light from the flashlight shone on the ground below, and a bright red handprint was extremely conspicuous, making Lu Mingfei guess what kind of torture the priest whose name resembled Superman suffered before his death.
Gritting his teeth, Lu Mingfei jumped off the stage, lowered his body, and used a shield to protect his vitals.
"Try using the spirit of speech here." Ender's voice came from above: "Don't worry about those messy things."
After Lu Mingfei learned about his physical problems, he never used the voice spirit given by No. 0, but Ander's words made him mutter in a low voice like a conditioned reflex:
"black sheep wall."
Golden light lit up in his pupils, and the black goat broke through the fog in front of him and saw the reality in the darkness.
Lu Mingfei looked at the mutilated limbs that were tied to the chair, and barely saw a trace of familiarity on his bitten face. Lu Mingfei felt his chest being grasped tightly, and he felt something from his throat.
Squeezing out the last breath, he shouted to the people behind him:
"He's dead! The target was bitten to death by something!"
"It's not something." Ender lit the flashlight to illuminate the scene on the ceiling. It was a twisted human body with ulcerated skin, and soft tentacles stretched out from his back and pierced into the ceiling: "It's our Pastor Clark.
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As soon as he finished speaking, the human body hung by the tentacles on the ceiling raised its head, revealing a moving smile like Lu Mingfei below.