Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 644 The Great Red King

Jiuyu Defense, President's Office.

"The combat mode of New Yaromon Bay is mainly security warfare." Xia Le pondered: "This is the judgment given by the tactical department, heavy firepower armed."

"Take them all." Song Shi said without hesitation: "You can not use them, but you can't be without them. Of course I can't use them when I'm here, but I can't stay in New Yaromon Bay forever."

"clear."

"Also, the number of drones we brought is too small. Let's add one more, or double it." Song Shi slid through the list.

"So many?" Xia Le was obviously surprised: "The amount we brought is already within the high-standard range of the urban combat manual."

"There are differences between cities." Song Shi shook his head. "The company did provide some construction projects to New Yalomon Bay, but they are essentially patchwork and the environment is in a mess. In places like this, unless you directly raze those illegal shantytowns, there will be people shooting at you in every corner."

“The drone’s mobile base station, three-dimensional terrain modeling, and multi-spectrum sensory detection capabilities are essential.”

"Hasn't the textile machine been doing finance these past few months and helped you make a lot of money?" The young man sneered, "A security war? Using human lives to exchange for war damage? Let these people see what is grand and just, we can just throw money at them."

Xia Le was so excited when he heard this that he immediately applauded.

"There's no need to worry about the network. Sang Jiali really can't spare the time." Song Shi accepted the compliment as a matter of course and raised his index finger: "I have communicated with the textile machine, and it will allocate a thread to support us when the time comes."

"By the way, I'm taking so many people with me this time, so the company's business should be scaled back. Don't be..."

"Report to the President." Xia Le replied: "This has been arranged."

"Very good." Song Shi nodded: "By the way, notify the public relations department so that we can prepare for the advance promotion."

".Build momentum?" Xia Le was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Song Shi thought about it and said, "I'm sorry I forgot to tell you."

"I talked to Morse yesterday. The Security Bureau and its strategic partner, Nine Imperial Defense, jointly launched a humanitarian aid operation and entered New Yaromon Bay. However, the Security Bureau did not send any personnel, only a title."

Xia Le's eyes suddenly lit up.

Paddy Morse, Director General of the Security Service, Fifth Ring [Consensus], "Regeneration of Mental Imagery".

In theory, as the current "No. 1 security company in the world", [Jiuyu Defense] has signed a strategic partnership agreement with the Security Bureau, so it goes without saying that they have in-depth cooperation. However, when Enlightened One launched the battle at the Sky Data Tower, it almost caused Ye Nan to send troops north, and the relationship between the two sides fell to the freezing point and became very tense.

However, facing the pressure from nine giant companies, at least for now, the two sides are undoubtedly on the same front, so they have gradually resumed cooperation in the past few months. But the Security Bureau is willing to help with an operation at a strategic level such as entering the "New Alormon Bay"?

You know, I have communicated with them several times before, but they were all lukewarm.
Xia Le's gaze lingered on the young man's face.

"I have the money and connections I need now. Officials and businessmen are colluding, and the right time, place and people are all on our side."

Song Shihun didn't care. He jumped down from the boss chair and sneered.

"New Yaromon Bay, what can you do to fight me?"

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The sea breeze with a strong smell of rust blows on people's faces with a salty taste.

crackle.

Inside the broken glass cover, the street lamp flickered stubbornly a few times, and in the fleeting light, a blurry figure was revealed.

His footsteps were so silent, as if his entire body had merged into the darkness. The intricate iron dome composed of illegal buildings and electrical wires became the best shelter.

The moonlight barely shone through the gaps between the buildings, bringing with it some tiny, mottled, dim bright blocks. Occasionally, for a moment, the bright blocks were blocked by something, and in the next moment, the latter merged back into the darkness, making people wonder if they were having an illusion.

"Give me a breath."

"Fuck your mother, go away and buy it yourself."

"No. You know, I'm a little tight on money right now."

"If you are tight, should I be loose? Outsiders are so aggressive, which family is having a good time now?" "Oh my god, if it's up to me, I should hit them hard on the head. It's unreasonable to be bullied in your own territory."

"What the hell, I still want to enjoy a few more years of good life, I can't lose my life in--"

Two barely perceptible sounds.

The two tattooed men at the door collapsed almost at the same time, and were caught together. The people who caught them said nothing, and with extremely skillful and swift movements, they stuffed them into a green trash can not far away.

At the same time, a nanowire hit the camera in the corner, the connection was completed, and it quickly hacked into and took over the surveillance network of the entire building.

At this moment, if someone observed the building from a God's perspective, they would find that each room was "extinguished" at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an invisible whirlwind was passing through them one by one.

And in the deepest part of the building.

The basement, which was supposed to be used to store old junk, was cleaned out at some point, and the dim yellow chandelier illuminated a series of flickering faces.

If there were any locals from New Yaromon Bay here, they would be surprised to find that these people are clearly the core cadres of the "Shark Gang", but for some reason they have gathered here.

A cross made of rotten wood soaked in sea water was erected in the center. A woman with her arteries cut open was tied to it. Blood flowed down the cross and merged into the grooves carved into the ground. The grooves formed an extremely complex ring array.

A dense red mist rose from the ring.

"Praise the Great Red King—"

These cadres' faces were full of enthusiasm and they shouted in unison.

"Praise the Great Red King—"

——Ah, ha.

The door was opened.

The light from the corridor pierced into the basement, illuminating everyone's appearance.

The red mist was seeping into everyone's facial features. The moment it touched their foreheads, veins bulged. Even the gaps between their alloy prosthetic limbs were seeped in. In a trance, they took on a bit of the color of flesh and blood.

Then, they turned their heads at the same time.

The uninvited guest standing on the steps of the basement entrance was a man covered in a cloak and hood. He seemed stunned by the scene and obviously did not expect it.

next moment.

He closed the basement door behind him.

"kill him!"

In an instant, the sound of nanowires tearing cloth, the explosion of grenades, and the sharp sound of sharp weapons cutting flesh and blood, like a sudden symphony, flooded the entire basement.

Three minutes later.

Amid the blood and flesh on the ground, the hooded man stood firm, slowly shaking off the blood on his weapon.

The woman on the cross, who should have been dead long ago, slowly raised her pale head amid the teeth-grinding sound of her joints twisting, and the viciousness in her eyes was almost condensed into substance.

"Who are you"

The other party didn't speak.

"Damn it, damn it, hateful, hateful, arrogant."

The next moment, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out.

"In the name of the great Red King, I give you an indivisible curse!"

(End of this chapter)