Super Trick or Treat System

But there is nothing wrong. The factory is surrounded by tall electrical fences. There are guards on duty day and night, armed and ready to shoot an intruder, but he did not explain his situation. There are wars and war rumors on the earth, and it is necessary to produce smooth cannons without interruption.

But if something goes wrong, why didn't you whistle? There is a signal: three short explosions, repeated many times, indicate fire; a long cannon sound means collapse. Five toots mean layoffs. But now, the whistle was silent.

The head popped out of the window of the city house. They listened. Did the workers hear the whistle? Do not. It was a whisper, almost inaudible at first, then louder. That is the whisper of the flame tongue. But no flames are visible. Only the red glow of the stove illuminates the outline of the factory.

The workers went back to the bed and kept tossing, the lights of the city went out one by one. Without noise, you cannot fall asleep.

Flame's tongue still whispered.

A car quickly drove through the streets of the city. There is a man on the steering wheel in the uniform of a captain. The machine spins on the highway leading to the factory. A roadblock illuminated by torch lanterns prohibited him from moving. A sentry with a bayonet stood aside and motioned to stop.

The car slowed down.

"Captain Ted Lee Bad of the Ordnance Department!" said the captain, extending the pass towards the sentry.

The sentry signaled him.

The car was turned into a parking lot within a stone's throw of the factory. The officer crawled out silently and moved into the shadows.

Captain Li Bai was once a scientist, but that was a long time ago, when warfare made biology very exciting.

The second figure walked out of the shadows. Compared with the slender and graceful figure of the captain, he is a short, fat man.

"-! Captain!"

"Grandmaster!"

"I know you received my shortwave call. I'm afraid you will fall asleep. He came late, but he is in the tunnel now."

"who is that?"

"We have always suspected this guy. Although he is an ignorant laborer, he is not an ignorant person in the long run. His name is Hank Norden."

The masters pointed to a bush. When he did this, he grabbed the captain's arm with his left hand. The bushes are moving.

A black hole appeared at the root of the bush, and the man's head and shoulders were exposed from it. Li Bai painted his pistol. The man turned his head and searched for the shadow to see if it was observed. He could not find Li Huai and Masters, shrinking in the shadows.

The man crawled out of the hole. He closed the trap door behind him, and then began to walk away quickly.

"Stop!" Li Badi roared.

The man began to run away. The captain's pistol spit and kicked the dust beside the runner. The fleeing man jumped to the side and disrupted Li Bai's aim of the next shot, but when he did so, he stumbled and fell.

After a while, Li Bai landed on him and nailed him to the ground.

The fading moonlight showed angry eyes, protruding, protruding jaws and sharp noses.

"Damn you!" spit at the captive.

Li Huai took a round of revolvers from the prisoners' clothes and threw them to the master.

"It's Norton, all right," Masters examined the captive carefully. "I want to know a millionth of a jaw. What are you doing here, man?"

"I killed the factory!" Norden said between his teeth. "You can't stop me. Everything is fixed. After a minute, the bomb will explode. You, me, everyone will be crushed into atoms. I'm very happy. For the motherland."

Li Huai said, "We know why you did this." "Come on, Master. Let your shortwave work begin. Tell the factory office. Where is the bomb, Norden? Hurry up, say it, or I will get you. Into pieces!"

Norden said nothing. The masters are calling the office. He turned to the captain:

"I can't raise anyone."

"Let's go to the gate." Li Huai shot at the prisoner as he escaped.

"You can't do it in time." Norden panted.

"We will die!"

A floodlight turns the area in front of the gate into a patch of daylight. The armed sentry challenged him from a small building. The captain replied.

"Sorry, but you can't come in. Strict order. A few hours later," the sentry said when the captain asked for permission to pass.

"But it's urgent-it's a matter of life and death. We have to use your phone. Or-you call the office. Tell the Gigafactory that there is a bomb in the factory -"

The sentinel's jaw opened, but only for a moment. Walking along the road inside the factory, a running bald figure screamed:

"Let me out! Let me get out of here!"

"Stop!" shouted the sentry.

The man stumbled to a stop at the gate. The light showed pale and sweaty fear.

"What's wrong with you?" the sentry asked.

"Metal pot! They are still alive! Big orange bubbles floated out of the cauldron!"

"Nuts!" said the sentry. "you're drunk."

But when the soldiers spoke, the ground under the feet of the people at the door trembled. Captain Li Badi fell to the ground. But there was no explosion.

The glowing red of the sky suddenly turned orange. On the roof of the casting room, a huge luminous ball fell and then floated in the moonlight like an elf's last wish.

When the sentry faced the captain again, he stared at the mouth of a pistol.

"I'm sorry," the officer said, "but I must go in." Captain Li Huai turned to the master. "Cover him. Unless the bomb explodes, I will return."

"Bomb," Norden whispered in fear, "it should have exploded. I was rushed over. They sent me here to be caught! Dirty-"

"Looking at Norton, you might be watching from here," Li Huai pointed to the drooling man, who knelt down when he saw the orange sphere. "I want to go in."

The captain went through the gate. Silence is bizarre. Since the outbreak of the war, this factory has never been idle. Thousands of cannons; more contracts! But it was quiet now, except for the indescribable whispers that seemed to fill the air.

The half-dark thing ahead glowed like a pile of hot ashes on the ground.

Li Huai entered the long forging room. Shards of white-hot metal were hung from the crane. There were dozens of hot ashes scattered around the house, but there were no signs of life.

He entered the finishing room, where long howitzers and field test tubes were in various stages of construction. Still silent.

The whispering became louder and louder, like a breeze stirring up dried corn stalks.

The silence was suddenly broken by screams. Then another. There was footsteps.

Li broke down on the lathe.

An orange light came through the door. A scary figure clearly outlines a figure in a terrible light, a man in overalls, holding a hammer. There was fear on that guy's face. He stopped and turned to look at him.

The darkness disappeared because of the huge orange ball of light passing through the door.

"Stop! Go back! I mean you didn't hurt!" the worker shouted.

The orange fireball leaped at him. The man's arm was raised. He threw the hammer directly at the ball.

The missile rang, bounced back, and fell to the sand.

A small ball of flame fluttered on the spherical surface. Then it rushed at the trembling man like a whip. His whole body glowed like a torch, and then he was piled up on the floor in a pile of ashes.

The captain hardly dared to breathe, watching the sphere float on the ashes of the victim for a moment. Then, apparently satisfied that the man stopped living, floated back from the door.

Li Badi took a deep breath. It might be fine if the bomb exploded, but he knew he was silent now.

There is the remains of the switchboard on the insulating board on the wall. The copper switch was blown and the wire burned through. The huge cable that carried the current to the switchboard melted on the floor.

The bomb may be an electronic bomb, and it is undoubtedly fused like a switchboard.

The captain now has a goal to leave the plant before the orange ball finds him. He didn't know what he was facing, but something told him that this was something humans had never faced before. He has no weapons in the field of combat.

Li Huai arrived at the forging room again. He stepped over more glowing ashes.

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