Anti-terrorism

After arriving in Las Vegas, Xu Hang asked the locals about Qihua. It took three hours from the airport to Qihua. Xu Hang called a taxi. He sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the bright sky outside the window, with hard eyes It is like a stone that cannot reflect any beautiful colors.He felt that he was about to be involved in an extreme chaos, and his innate sensitivity to danger amplified his uneasiness at this time.Xu Hang stroked the scar on the back of his hand. This was the scar he had left when he performed military missions. A grenade exploded near him, and the fragments gouged out a piece of flesh on the back of his hand.

Now the sun makes him inexplicably irritable. If today is cloudy, maybe his mood will be better, but this is a good day that is comfortable enough for a family trip.

"Hey, sir, do you know Qihua Casino?" Xu Hang suppressed his low pressure, trying to make his face look relaxed and natural. The face was relaxed and concealed with excitement, like a tourist who just came to Las Vegas.

"You know, I won 1000 million in it when I was young!" The driver stretched out a finger, and then he waved his hand.

"As a result, I lost the last game that night. It was mainly played by big businessmen. If you don't have capital, I don't recommend going there."

"Is there any power to support it?"

The driver didn't continue talking, as if he was waiting for a tip.

"I don't understand anything when I'm new here, please tell me everything you know, sir. I'm afraid that I will be tricked if I just get called by my friends to play inside."

The driver looked at the money in Xu Hang's hand in the rearview mirror and grinned. He stretched out his fingers to put the wallet into his pocket, and turned the steering wheel at the same time.

"You may not know that Qihua is like a large multiplier. If you are lucky and have such a little trick, it is not a dream to become rich overnight. At that time, I was so fond of gambling that I bought 1000 chips into Qi. It took less than half an hour to play, but the dream came true in less than half an hour, and the people in it were spending money like water, I was very lucky at the time, and I won as much as I won, winning [-] million in a row."

The driver seemed to recall the scene at that time, and his voice rose a little. "I thought I could win a little more, but I met a man and killed me in one round." Speaking of difficulties, he sighed. "I have been studying Qihua for a long time. Qihua is one of the most profitable casinos in Las Vegas. It is rumored that there is a very big backer behind it, but no one can tell where that power comes from. Come up, their boss seems to be an American, addicted to gambling, he would come to the casino from time to time, I heard that I lost to him that night, but no one can prove that he is the casino owner."

"The man who beat you that night was an American?"

"Yeah, even though it's been a few years, I still recognize his burnt face."

Xu Hang's hands were clenched into fists, and his facial muscles were trembling uncontrollably, as if he was trying his best to endure some kind of emotional outburst.

"Is he brown-haired, brown-eyed? About five or sixty?"

"You know him?"

"Yes." Xu Hang sneered and snorted softly. "I also recognize it when it's burnt to ashes."

Senn Fox.Xu Hang recited the name silently in his heart. He was able to connect things together, but he still lacked some key elements, which made the whole guess unreasonable.

If Sen'en's purpose is for money, then perhaps he kidnapped Xu Yilin to threaten Xu Hang to do him a white job.It is impossible to say that Xu Hang's income after completing the missions will not make people jealous, but recently the number of missions he has taken has decreased significantly, and Sen En's second-hand fees have also dropped sharply. Now he can use Xu Yilin to force Xu Hang Hang accepts more tasks and doesn't give him a penny.But now some people say that Sen En is the owner of the casino, and the owner of the big casino in Las Vegas should not focus on Xu Hang's commission. This clue makes the whole thing no longer so reasonable.

Could it be because Sen En knew Xu Yilin's detailed identity, did he have any new plans?Xu Hang can be sure that Senen must know more about Xu Yilin than himself. He may not have understood Xu Yilin for the first time, but now, not to mention knowing the basics, at least he has already mastered quite a lot. intelligence.Is Senn the one running the whole thing?

The most important thing is, who exactly is Xu Yilin?

Xu Hang seemed to see a black tide flowing towards him in front of him. He couldn't see how deep the water was, nor how wide the water surface was. The sticky hands that turned out grabbed his ankles, and they were dragging him down desperately. Xu Hang thought that he could step on the sunny land again by grabbing Xu Yilin, but now Xu Yilin has become a piece of cake. The heavy stones tied to his feet made him sink faster.

Hitting his temple hard, Xu Hang closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. When he opened his eyes again, the picture in his brain changed. He seemed to see Xu Yilin being dragged to the bottom of the water by those invisible hands, while he His eyes clearly longed for Xu Hang to save him, and the only connection between the two was the "father" who could be vaguely recognized from the shape of their lips.

Bonding is an invisible shackle, countless unknown and indescribable things have locked their fate together, and when they come to their senses, there is only no turning back.

/ * /

In the cool-toned laboratory, scientists in white overalls were busy running around. Bai Xue took advantage of this spare time to take a shower and change into a clean camouflage uniform. He found a place to sit and plan to catch up on sleep. , As a result, before his eyes were closed, a soldier ran up to him.

"Report, the BP2 laboratory has made major discoveries."

The sleeping bugs in Bai Xue's head were instantly wiped away, and every nerve in him tensed up. "explain."

"We extracted the DNA of the suspect in the last headless male corpse case from a piece of bloody sawdust at the scene. Judging from the degree of activity of Dracula, we can be sure that this is the virus infection of A or above. By."

"You mean that person?" Bai Xue slapped the case, and he took the information in the soldier's hand and read it in detail.

This suspect has always been included in the ranks of terrorists. Apart from the serial murders he committed, another reason is that the virus infected on his body is too active. Logging into the Dracula World network data terminal In the virus activity database, he has always maintained the first place. The higher the virus activity, the greater the possibility of evolution. Once this evil thing evolves, it will definitely not be good for human beings, but c357 is now It is very likely that it is still in the hands of such a dangerous person.

Now it's in big trouble, and Bai Xue even collapses a bit.

Two weapons, one brain weapon and the other virus weapon, once controlled by terrorists at the same time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Just when Baixue was extremely agitated, a shout came from the laboratory, he subconsciously moved his gaze away, a world map was imported on the electronic light screen, and a tiny red dot was being enlarged and positioned bit by bit , the latitude and longitude appear in the upper right corner, and the corresponding specific city is also displayed.

"Found it, c357 is in Las Vegas." The thin middle-aged scientist pushed his glasses, and as his fingers tapped on the console, the place where the dot was was kept trying to zoom in, but every time it popped up An error message box showing that the link failed.

"The signal where the microchip is located is so thoroughly shielded that it is impossible to pinpoint it."

Bai Xue turned her head and looked at the soldier who had been standing next to him. The soldier didn't know what he understood from Bai Xue's eyes, so he nodded and walked away quickly.

"Thank you Dr. Jiang for your assistance, and leave the rest to me." Bai Xue turned around and planned to leave. Jiang Yang stood where he was, his expression was terribly serious at the moment, and his cheeks were a little sunken because of his thinness. , The traces of prominent cheekbones are obvious.

"Captain Bai, please remember to receive the antibody injection on time. You know that a firm will will never prevent you from turning into a tongue-drooling dog at a critical moment under the control of the virus."

Bai Xue gritted her teeth. Although his expression was the same as usual, the anger expressed through his eyes could not be hidden at all.

"I know, the next time you contact Dr. Rogers, thank him for me." After speaking, Bai Xue quickly left the room.

Jiang Yang leaned on the laboratory equipment and relaxed his body. His back was propped on the edge of the console, his left foot rested on his right foot, and his body weight was supported by the force of one foot and his waist.He flipped through the form, then snorted in response, and started to do his own work, obviously breaking away from the serious atmosphere just now.

This man is very sarcastic. Bai Xue remembered that when he first came into contact with this middle-aged man a year ago, his first impression of him was only four words, which described him as haggard, like a dried leaf.Later, I learned through some channels that he was one of the researchers who participated in BP2. After Xu Zhansi defected, Jiang Yang became a little nervous.

Some people said that he and Xu Zhansi were lovers, and instead of leaving with their lovers, they chose to stick to the country's front. Even though his words were really poisonous, Bai Xue still respected him from the bottom of her heart.

After being infected with the virus, Bai Xue was taken back to the laboratory, and he did not have his own consciousness for a long time.Bai Xue had seen his own monitoring in the iron prison at that time. He was like a crazy beast, quite manic, drooling on all fours, and wanted to suck blood when he saw people. The researchers who came to take physiological samples had to be guarded by two special warfare soldiers. You can only get close to him, and this has to be on the premise that his limbs are locked.

But three months later, Dr. Rogers, who once participated in BP2 with Jiang Yang and the others, provided them with a z drug, which can make Baixue out of the control of the virus and restore her consciousness, and usually can make this situation last for two months.

The source of z medicine is top-secret information of the US government. Although it can effectively suppress Dracula, it is not suitable for use as a standard vaccine for Dracula virus.The first is that it cannot be injected into normal people, and the second is that the medicine is so rare that it is very expensive.

Jiang Yang once analyzed the composition of the z drug, which contained a very high-purity Dracula virus. The virus in the drug directly suppressed the original virus, and it was completely fighting the virus with the poison, because it had no control over the brain. , so the infected person's brain can be liberated.It's just that the virus in Potion Z will naturally metabolize out of the body after two months. If Bai Xue doesn't continue to inject Potion Z at this time, he will lose control of his consciousness again. Invading human cells in an instant, the possibility of their death is very high, even if they do not die, they will become a virus infected person.

Bai Xue walked in the corridor of the research building, the tree trunks outside the window had lost all their leaves, shivering in the cold wind.The fire and blood that night were still burning in his mind, and he could no longer recall the faces of his comrades-in-arms, but the bright red was still clear.Bai Xue didn't stop at one step, but just walked forward quickly. After being infected with the virus, he suddenly noticed the small movements of time, which was constantly passing by. At the speed of light, it silently passed through the sun and the breeze, taking away all the good moments in life , stingy only left a vague memory, but now, even the memory will be taken away.

The author has something to say:

This is the first time I have spoken since the opening of this book, so I would like to say a little more.

One month since the anti-terrorism publication, the clicks have been bleak. The most powerful data is that 12 words have been updated without a single click, which may be fake texts (sorrowful).I was busy in the early stage of college graduation, so when I published 20 words, I temporarily stopped updating. I have already saved more than [-] manuscripts. I originally planned to write this article later, but I will definitely not write it if I don’t write it now. After all, I am a person. Just this urine.When I was struggling with what to do, there was a new comment in the anti-terrorism comment area, and the idea of ​​​​continuing to write prevailed again, so I will continue to update.

I know that there are still many shortcomings in my writing, such as plots, paragraphs, and readers who read my previous articles and wonder if the author has been taken away halfway through the writing (laughs) I am a very emotional person, from my You should be able to feel it in the text, I am always affected by other things, which affects the article, and I don't write the outline, I always write the plot according to the mood.This is very irresponsible, so I worked very hard to get rid of the bad habit. I revised and rewritten the outline of anti-terrorism by more than 100 kb, and discarded [-] to [-] words in the text.It has been a year and a half since I became the author of Jinjiang, and I am not up to date, and it is normal for no one to read it like this.

Having said that, I still hope that someone can feel that I want to write a more mature article. This time I really tried my best. So far I have been very serious. Maybe I can’t stick to the end. Maybe what I wrote is still not very good-looking, and maybe there will not be many clicks in the end, but I think I should try harder, after all, someone commented yesterday.

I am continuing to write this article, but because there is no internet, I can’t update it frequently. If I have a chance, I will arrange the article in the manuscript box.I like to comment, but I am still a little afraid of radical remarks. If you want to scold me, just comment with three exclamation points! ! !That's enough, just offer three sticks of incense to this dead author, I understand.

Thanks for the night.

I'm basically cool, please forgive my chatter, sincere love, tweet tweet.