The super power special team has come to a crap

He closed the book and pushed open the door of the control room.

The excavation of pottery iron ore has basically been mechanized, but there are still a small number of special mining areas that need to be excavated by manpower.

At the beginning, Torres played the role of coolie in the artificial area, while Helen happily controlled the excavator.But Helen's hand was too strong and accidentally broke the control lever, while Torres on the other side looked like he was about to faint from the hard physical labor, so they switched positions in the end.

Although Nat was connected to the monitor, it is impossible for a terrorist organization with superpowers to not even have the ability to deal with the camera, so the burden of investigation still fell on Feng's shoulders.

Alva looked down from the control room on the third floor. The poor main force, Feng, was a little exhausted, and he was leaning against the wall with a pale face.

He went downstairs—though Nat told him to stay with him, but he knew, and Nat couldn't help him now—to say hello to Feng.

Feng looked exhausted, he took a long time to look up: "Why did you get down?"

"I have nothing to do upstairs." Alva glanced around, "Did you find anything?"

"There is no abnormality at present."

"What time is the prophecy?"

"There is still an hour, so we can't relax our vigilance." Feng Zhi stood up and stretched his limbs.

"Actually..." Alva considered the content of his words: "If you are very tired, take a rest."

"What do you mean?"

"Is the use of your abilities reaching the limit today?" Alva didn't answer, but asked a question instead.

"Fortunately, I brought an amplifier."

"Amplifiers cannot increase the limit without limit, and it is more likely to cause sequelae." Alva's voice is rarely serious.

"It's okay, I'm used to it," Feng smiled. "As a Psychic Department, I just have to live such a hard-working life every day. Who makes my ability irreplaceable?"

"That is to say, but the investigation work is not the whole task. If you are exhausted, your companions will not be happy."

"It's not 'my' companion, it's 'our'." Feng corrected.

"It's the same," Alva waved his hand nonchalantly, suddenly his eyes froze, and he said in a low voice, "It's not quite right there.

strength. "

Feng looked along his line of sight, there was only a flat open space: "Wait for me to read..."

As he said that, he was about to put his hands on the ground, but Alva stopped him first, and shook his head at him: "Don't overuse your abilities."

"But..." Feng said eagerly.

"Whisper, it's not moving over there." Looking at Feng's puzzled eyes, Alva explained softly: "I'm more sensitive to terrain, space, etc. Can you tell that the ground over there is a little raised."

Feng squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and finally felt that it was a flat ground at all. He gave up and turned his head to look at Alva, and found that he was slowly putting something on his wrist.

"what are you doing?"

"Wear a wrist guard," Alva drew out his gun, and complained, "I wish I had Joe's ability. Although the electrocardiogram sound transmission is usually similar to a mobile phone, it is still very easy to use at critical moments."

While talking, he fired three shots smoothly at the slightly raised ground. Feng stared dumbfounded at this man who attacked without saying hello, but before he could make any comments, he felt the ground under his feet violently. The ground shook, as if there was a wounded beast dormant underground, and it was a little unstable for a while.

When the first shot was fired, Nat rushed out of the control room, and he didn't know which application of his ability was used, and jumped directly from the third floor like in a movie.

Alva looked at him like he was looking at a monster, but soon he couldn't care about others. As a person who would get motion sickness when driving more than 50 yards, his balance naturally couldn't help him stand firm on the undulating ground.

A huge gap opened in the ground, intending to extend inwards infinitely, devouring everything that stood in its way.

"Nat, attack the underground, there are people below!" Alva shouted.

Nat didn't understand the situation, but told him directly that it was right to do so. He took out a knife and stuck it straight into the ground, his pupils shrank slightly, and a strong current guided the knife to the ground.

He can feel the things that the electric current touches, this kind of touch... It's not just the land, there are actually people underground!

The ground trembled slightly, and the person who was hiding underground and planned to sneak in secretly could not bear the pursuit of the electricity, and got out of the cracks, and at the same time erected several mud walls to resist the electric shock outside.

The man looked a bit embarrassed, with a small oxygen tank on his back, his left hand was bleeding, and his hair was covered with mud. Now there was a little gap because of the dirt wall, and he was secretly taking out a flare gun from his arms.

"What's going on?" Nat asked, but he didn't stop moving. He rushed towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed as if disappearing from the spot, and precisely avoided the mud bomb fired by the opponent, knocking him down. On the ground, he was given a shot with the superpower suppression potion he carried with him.

Feng didn't know what happened. It only took a short minute from the previous calm to the earth-shaking, and now he was arrested and brought to justice. He was completely out of the situation.

"He is a manipulator, and his specific ability should be soil, so he can hide underground." Alva finally got up from the ground that was no longer shaking, and explained by patting the dirt on his body.

"What, it's over!" Helen and Torres rushed over, and the former yelled in dissatisfaction, as if he wanted to hit ten more.

The latter screamed when he saw the enemy who was crushed on the ground: "It's you?!"

All eyes were on him for a while, and he quickly explained: "It's him! Do you still remember that I was once taken away by the Supervision Bureau and imprisoned for a week? The person from Nest didn’t tell me why even though I got in touch with him, it’s because I’ve had a drink with this person before!”

"I remember this incident," Helen smirked. "Anyway, they didn't find out and let you go, didn't they? And now that you think about it, you are the one who drank with the enemy, and you are more responsible."

"What's wrong with me going to the bar to have a glass of wine with someone I can chat with!!" Torres yelled loudly, and walked up to the person I could talk to: "You hurt me! I still remember that week The shame of having to go to the bathroom under surveillance!"

Helen burst out laughing, and even Feng couldn't help laughing.

But Nat didn't smile, and neither did the person he suppressed, and Alva stepped forward—he was still a little dizzy, walking in a straight line a little crookedly—and took the flare gun from him.

"What signal is this sending?"

"He's a pathfinder. Of course he either tells his accomplices to come or tells them not to come." Alva threw the gun to Feng: "Read, which bullet made them come."

For some reason, Feng obediently listened to the newcomer's words and used his ability: "Blue means yes, red means no."

"It must mean that you can come here." Alva looked at the enemy's unattractive expression, and said, "That's right, I was worried that the organization's old meeting would set some strange code words, which seems to be quite popular. Well."

"Feng, set off the blue flare." Nat tied up the enemy and finally began to give orders.

Regarding the serious captain's order, Feng executed it happily. He fired a blue shot neatly into the air, and the flare exploded in the air, emitting very fine powder. It was easy to ignore the blue powder if you were not paying attention.

But they waited for a full hour, but no one came. Torres frowned: "Alva, did you make a mistake? In fact, red is the right color."

"Actually, I also guessed..." Alva also hesitated: "Did I really make a mistake?"

They waited for another hour, the sky began to darken, and the mine was about to be closed.

"Whether you guess wrong or not, no one will come today." Nat said, "Helen, take this person with you, and we will hand him over to the local branch."

"It's really up to me to do the physical work, you weak chickens!" Helen happily carried the tied captives on her shoulders, and followed the team out of the mine.

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In a building 30 kilometers away.

"Boss, they're leaving." A young girl leaned against the window, holding military binoculars in both hands.

"Don't call me boss, it sounds like a bandit." The speaker was a rather handsome man with a soft outline and a gentle expression between his brows. "Thanks to you, otherwise I might have to fold several people in this time."

"That's right, how good I am!" the girl said happily, and asked after a while: "No, since I'm here to watch, why do I need to give them flares?"

"You have to keep a few hands on things, in case you can't pass on the information to them in time." The man walked to the window: "See clearly, this time the person is confirmed to be from Saxodes' special forces?"

"Yeah!" The girl said like a few treasures: "There is a handsome guy with black hair, he is the boss in the data!"

"Well, it would be great if you can join us in the element system of level 8."

"There's also a man who doesn't smile very much, and isn't very handsome either!"

"Is it the level 6 Psychic System? Reading material is a rare ability, no wonder I lost this time."

"There is another one who is always making noises! Another one is a girl! Just like me!!" The girl looked overjoyed.

The man couldn't help rubbing his forehead. Although her ability is very useful and obedient, her mind will always stay at the age of ten...

"Frieden