North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 320

  Chapter 320 The Destruction of Lucifer

   "Hoo~"

  A large jet of white water vapor spewed out from the sea.

  Dean emerged from the sea, panting heavily.

  His stamina is very strong, and after his flexibility is greatly increased, his diving speed is also very fast, but after all, he is not a real fish, so the price of moving at a high speed is a lot of physical exertion.

   Take a break.

  Dean glanced at the GPS watch on his hand, frowning slightly.

   According to the display above.

  I have only advanced about forty nautical miles, and there are still more than sixty nautical miles away from the destination.

  If you follow the current speed.

  Even if I have super endurance, it will take at least one or two hours.

   "It is unlikely that anyone will pay attention to this area now, and I have to ensure enough physical strength to complete the next beheading operation!"

  With a thought, Dean took out an inflatable motorboat from the subspace that could barely hold half of his body on his stomach. After inflating it with an electric wheel, he lay on it and started the engine.

   Water splashes everywhere.

  The motorboat drew a white wave on the sea surface, leading him towards the island at a speed of more than fifty knots per hour.

do not know why.

  Dean was vaguely disturbed, and a little uneasy.

  The closer to the destination, the stronger the sense of uneasiness.

   "It should be that there is a similar self-destruction procedure on the small island base, so it makes me feel a little bit. I will talk about it later. Self-destruction is the best. It saves me from doing it. Otherwise, the people who kill the base themselves are the most at ease."

  Dean only thought it was an early warning of the beast's perception, shook his head, dispelled the restless mood, and gorged on the energy bar to replenish the exhausted energy.

  With his now inhuman reflexes and perception of danger.

  Dean is not afraid to face any enemy.

  He is only afraid of the kind of coverage saturation bombing.

   Before Dean arrives.

  Several warships arrived at the small island first.

  They surround the entire island.

  Groups of elite soldiers boarded small speedboats and landed on the beach to prepare for possible attacks. Then they chose a suitable location nearby, built a simple position, and surrounded the small island, which was only about ten square kilometers.

   Various heavy weapons are built one by one.

  Military radar enveloped the entire island.

  Hundreds of state-of-the-art drones surround the island for surveillance.

  Even underwater, there are several submarines cruising to prevent people at the base from escaping underwater.

  A complete blockade of sea, land and air.

   Unless the people at the base can turn into fish and swim away, they will not escape with their wings!

  On the warship, on the warship, a group of people in suits looked at the rows of surveillance images expressionlessly.

  One of the middle-aged men dressed as a general looked at the surveillance screen and frowned: "It is impossible for the people at the base not to notice such a big movement, but until now, they have not responded. I have a bad feeling."

The man in the suit standing at the front turned his head, glanced at the speaking general, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, our people are some high-level people who joined the Lucifer organization very early. For this, we are no better than the Lucifer organization." Strange, if not"

   Speaking of which.

  The man in the suit stopped talking, but a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

  Originally, this operation should be to use those left-wing forces in the CIA first to startle the enemy and attract the attention of the people in the base.

   Unexpectedly, there was an unknown force that directly used hacking methods to attack the base before the test achieved a breakthrough.

In this case.

  They can only abandon the original plan and force a surprise attack to ensure that all research institutions and those core researchers can be left behind.

   This is also the test that the lord gave himself after he became the director of national security.

  But there is a bad intuition in the man's heart.

  He couldn't help talking in his heart.

   Only climb to this position.

  He realized how ridiculous his previous cognitions were.

  In the world, there are too many things hidden behind ordinary people.

The general, seeing that he was absent-minded in the middle of his speech, couldn't help flashing a trace of anger on his face: "I must remind you that when you usually choose such a small island as a base, you can retreat on your own. Once there are too many soldiers lost, it will be difficult for me to explain to the Ministry of Defense!"

   "You idiot who doesn't understand anything, shut up!"

  The man in the suit was enraged by the general's words.

  He strode up to the general, looked down at him, and said viciously, one word at a time:

   "Even if all the soldiers are dead, the most they can do is find an excuse and give some pensions, but if the things arranged by the adults are not completed, you and I will be finished!

  You should know how that lord's family handles losers! "

   It was the first time that General was spat in the face so arrogantly.

  He clenched his fists tightly, but thinking of his reasons and the rumored, long list of assassinations, he was still unable to let go, took a step back, and kept silent.

  See the general's uniform.

  The man in the suit straightened his tie and gave an order: "Let the action team make a surprise move, kill all armed rebels wearing masks, find the person code-named Gabriel, and **** him and the researchers out safely!"

   "Yes, Director Amon!"

   A group of men in suits responded together.

   This person is actually Amon, who Dean hasn't contacted for a long time and has been busy with his work!

  Accompanied by a series of instructions.

   All logged-in Marine Corps squads received the order to attack at the same time.

   "Quick, quick, all the programs of the mechanical doors inside have been destroyed, just forcefully break through and control everyone inside!"

   Under the leadership of several officers.

   About a dozen teams, more than a hundred people, fully armed, rushed in from the gate of the base exposed on the ground from the island.

  On the warship.

   Amon seemed expressionless, but he was nervously waiting for the soldiers' feedback.

  According to the internal information of the code-named Gabriel, in the base, for the sake of confidentiality, there are not many guns and armed forces, and most of the armed forces are inhuman experimental subjects.

  As for the self-destruct system of the base, all the keys must be collected.

   Hope everything goes well.

   Whether Gabriel died or not, Amon didn't care.

   This secret hand was inserted by some FBI departments controlled by that lord, and it is of little value now, and even if it survives, it may be silenced.

  So his real target is those potion formulas and data.

   As long as you can get these.

  Amon has the opportunity to become the newly established high-level national security, and since then he has ranked above the 10,000 people in the American Federation, and has become a real big man on the bright side!

   Just when Amon was thinking wildly.

  Inside the base.

  Dr. Sean looked at the soldiers pouring in on the monitor, with a sneer on his face.

   Even the Marine Corps was mobilized.

   This group of people has no idea of ​​the real horror of the base.

  He couldn't help but be thankful. Fortunately, the base's defense system was not completely integrated with the internal system. Otherwise, if even the monitoring of the defense area fell into the hands of hackers, it would be really doomed.

   Waiting for all the soldiers, they poured into the base through the wide open electronic gates.

  Dr. Sean took out his pager and issued an order: "Turn on the large magnetic field to charge, and let go of the control gates of prisons No. 1 to No. 5!"

  Those subordinates who didn't know that they had been abandoned, stuck to their posts, followed Dr. Sean's order, quickly tapped the keyboard, and opened the independently controlled thick iron doors one by one. At the same time, the walls in the base were flickering with current

   The marines, who didn't know it, rushed to the inner area of ​​the base as if they were in no one's land.

  Here they finally got sniped.

  A group of masked armed men, holding weapons, shot at them above this huge rotunda.

  Untouchable.

  Several soldiers fell to the ground.

  The rest of the people immediately pulled the trigger to carry out fire suppression, and at the same time occupy the various bunkers in the hall, forming a firepower network with more attacks and fewer attacks.

  With their well-trained and tacit cooperation.

   There were a few screams above his head, and then there was no movement.

   "So weak?"

  An officer was a little puzzled.

  Before this operation, they all wrote suicide notes according to the order.

   However, the content of the suicide note did not disclose the target of the operation, but only said to participate in military exercises.

   But for now.

   The enemy is a little weak.

  The rest of the officers felt similarly.

  They looked at each other, and after reporting the situation, they prepared to continue to rush inside.

  A lot of messy chairs and untidy files can be seen around.

  They are about to arrive and see the mission objective.

  More than a hundred heavily armed soldiers received orders to form an invasion formation, covering and advancing one by one.

at this time.

   There was a soft bang.

An assaulter who rushed to the front was hunched over, ready to go upstairs, but an invisible force surged in and 'glued' him to the wall. The weapon in his hand seemed to be It seemed to be attracted by a huge magnet, and hit the wall of the passage, making a muffled sound.

   Don't wait for everyone to react.

  Everyone's weapons fell out of their hands and flew towards the surrounding walls.

  A soldier who was advancing alternately, also because of the various iron equipment on his body, caused him to hit the wall and gave him a tight hug.

   This is not the worst.

  The worst thing was that a soldier was stabbed in the hip by a flying pen and screamed.

   "FK!"

  A few officers at the back were lucky enough not to step into the magnetic field.

  But it was the first time they encountered this situation and saw this scene. For a while, they didn't know how to deal with it.

at this time.

  The violent shaking sound came from the passage they originally passed through.

  An officer held a small pistol and looked behind him, his expression changed drastically; "Enemies, many enemies!"

   "Shoot!"

  Several people fired again and again.

The bullets hit those humanoid monsters wearing prison uniforms, whose muscles were almost torn, but they seemed to be bitten by mosquitoes. They only took two steps back, and then continued to rush towards the meat under the pressure of the companions behind. .

   A moment.

  The whole scene was full of screams and spattered blood.

  The dropped walkie-talkie was covered in blood, and the message from the warship still came out; "This is the G772 warship, report the situation, repeat, this is"

  Unfortunately, apart from the sound of chewing, no soldiers could respond to the paging from above.

   Warship.

  Amon and the general, listening to the last screams and gunshots from the pager, their faces turned liver-colored.

   More than a dozen elite teams were wiped out in less than a minute!

   They didn't even have time to message back!

at this time.

  A messenger ran to the general; "General, the radar detected that a strong magnetic field erupted in the forward base just over a minute ago, and it is suspected that there is a magnetized force field inside."

   Amon's eyes flashed suddenly.

   So it is!

  He ignored the general's ugly look and continued to give orders; "Find the power supply equipment on the island, it's broken!"

   Finished speaking.

  He took a group of men and prepared to land on the island himself.

   If you don't get those materials, you won't get good results when you go back.

  Amon is ready to fight!

   "Hey, what's going on?"

  Dean looked at the warship on the sea and spared his head.

  If he hadn't seen the soldiers on the island surrounded, he would turn around and leave now.

   "Little Mike said that Spider Woman's body constantly transmits signals to the satellite above her head, reporting the location of the cruise ship. She should belong to another organization, so these warships should also be forces other than Lucifer's organization."

   "Go to the island first, and find out about the situation with Little Mike."

Dean climbed up from this hidden corner, took advantage of the characteristics of the subspace, took away the sea water on his body, put on a suit of advanced equipment, put on the mask he had prepared long ago, and was about to take out the Contact the device, change your identity and contact the other party.

at this time.

  buzz buzz~

  In the distant sea, several small speedboats, carrying about 20 or 30 men in suits, approached the island.

  The distance is a bit far.

  Dean took out a telescope from the subspace and looked over there.

next moment.

  His hand trembled, thinking that he had hallucinations: "Amon?"

  Dean didn't even think that he would see Amon here!

  This guy, shouldn't he be too busy for the 'Holy Kingdom of Heaven' organization that likes to carry out terrorist attacks?

  Why does it appear here?

  There are drones flying around.

  Dean thought for a while, took out the communication device provided by Little Mike from the subspace, and pressed the dial button.

Los Angeles.

  Little Mike is watching a show through the surveillance of the base.

  He has copied all the information hidden in the base.

   As for those paper records, there is no way.

at this time.

   A rough tablet in front of him flickered.

  This is the satellite communicator he prepared for Dean for this operation, which contains a positioning system. In times of crisis, he can find someone for rescue.

  Little Mike moved his hand slightly, and the screen lit up. On the satellite map, a red dot flickered at a certain coordinate position, and the coordinate position was the island that Little Mike was paying attention to now!

   "Dean?"

  Little Mike's indifferent expression showed rare fluctuations.

   Then he shook his head again.

  Dean's location is more than a hundred nautical miles away from the base. It is impossible for the other party to arrive, and the boarding inspection is very strict. Dean has no chance to bring the equipment he sent up.

  So, this should be someone or a force that Dean cooperates with.

pity.

  The monitoring of the cruise ship was destroyed by him.

   Otherwise, you can see what Dean is doing now.

  Little Mike lightly tapped the tablet screen: "Who are you?"

   "You can call me Zero!"

  The flat-panel loudspeaker, a thick and majestic voice came out.

  Original sound?

  Little Mike recorded the other party's information and voice, and continued: "What's the matter?"

   "I'm Dean's friend.

  I took your task.

   Now I need you to provide information on the base and the location of key people!

   as payment.

  I will bring you what you want! "

   "Just now, hundreds of fully armed marines went in, but now they are all food.

   Inside the base, there is a magnetizing force field.

  All metal weapons cannot be used, and the passage leading to the innermost part is occupied by a group of very powerful experimental subjects. It is controlled by another system, and I cannot influence it.

  Are you sure you want to go in? "

  Although Little Mike felt that the guy named Zero would die if he entered.

   But it has nothing to do with him.

   It is best to have more comprehensive information, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it.

  After getting those scattered research materials, he is confident that he can reproduce or even surpass them.

   "Stop talking nonsense, tell me the route inside!"

   "OK, the route is."

   small island.

  After listening to the detailed road map provided by Little Mike, Dean put the earplugs into the subspace.

   "Amon, I hope you don't seek death."

  He twisted his neck, flipped his palm, took out the heavy Gatling, hung the belt on his body, aimed at the drone in the sky, and pulled the trigger.

   Today's killing intent has been decided.

   Whoever stops him will die!

  The torrent of bullets covered the sky in an instant.

  One drone after another, as if being targeted by a superb shooter, fell in pieces.

"what's the situation!"

   On the speedboat, Amon and his group looked at the downed drones, their eyes widened.

  The Marine Corps soldiers nearby reacted quickly, and the two teams rushed towards the direction of the gunshots, but when they arrived, there were not even a ghost on the ground, let alone people.

  If it wasn't for the strong smell of gunpowder in the air and the bullet casings all over the ground, they almost thought that everything just now was an illusion!

   Just when they don't know how to report.

   Various screams came from the pager on the shoulder:

   "FK, someone wants to get into the base."

   "Gatling, my God, that man has a Gatling!"

   "Backup Request, Boom Request"

   Accompanied by a series of explosions.

   The screams appeared quickly and disappeared even faster.

   When all the teams were close to the position of the gate of the base, they could only see the corpses of their comrades in disorder, scattered everywhere.

  When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

   You must know that it took less than two minutes for them to discover the situation and rush over to support them. As a result, the two positions and twelve fully armed elite soldiers were all killed!

Oh, God!

   What kind of enemies are they facing?

  Kill all the soldiers guarding the gate.

  Dean threw away the empty Gatling, took out his dual machine guns, and quickly ran towards the passage.

  Wait until you get close to the lobby.

  The strong smell of blood wafted through the air.

  Dean slowed down.

  As soon as the corner is passed.

  A scene like purgatory appeared in his vision.

Human-shaped beasts wearing standard prison uniforms lay on the ground, gorging on their mouths, throwing all kinds of filthy internal organs all over the ground, dragging their long intestines, sticking to the **** passage, outlining the flesh and blood from **** painting..

  Under the mask.

  Dean pursed his lips, silently raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

   da da da ~

  Orange flames spurted out.

   A group of humanoid beasts were accurately headshot.

  The rest of the eating beasts woke up passively. They all stopped eating and looked up at the passage. Their blood-red eyes and blood-stained hideous faces were enough to scare a tough-minded warrior into the urine on the spot.

  Dean just kept his face blank, and continued to shoot like a burst of bursts.

   Strong learning ability and physical control in front of you.

  His mastery of all kinds of popular firearms has long been mastered, and he has almost reached the level of proficiency, which is unprecedented.

  With a gun in hand, he is a god!

   Kill every eye!

   Not to mention dual-wielding charge!

   More than a hundred humanoid beasts, all of which rushed to the street without carrying them for ten seconds.

   After changing the magazine, Dean stepped on the sticky blood and flesh, and slowly stepped into the more disgusting hall.

  ka~

   After he entered.

  A dozen or so masked armed men, holding submachine guns, aimed at Dean who had just walked in from above their heads, and were about to pull the trigger.

  How do you know.

  Dean seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, and raised his guns.

  As soon as those people poked their heads out, they turned into a pile of rotten watermelons.

  Before monitoring.

  Dr. Sean, who was carrying the box, and a group of senior scientific researchers behind him were all frightened silly by the guy wearing the clown mask in the picture.

  How could someone's marksmanship reach this level?

  Dr. Sean swallowed, and said incredulously, "This guy is a robot disguised as a human, right?"

  No one can answer his question.

   Until you see that person, walking towards the upper passage.

  Dr. Sean said viciously: "Open the magnetic field again, and release all the remaining test items!"

   "Doctor, the reserve energy of the base is running out!"

   "Stop talking nonsense, let it all out!"

   Finished speaking.

  Dr. Sean and the researchers behind him stared at the surveillance screen.

   Affected by magnetic fields.

   Various distorted snowflakes appear on the screen.

  Wait until the screen returns to normal.

  During the monitoring, the masked man who had walked up the corridor had nothing in his hand.

  He's disarmed!

  Looking at the humanoid beasts that had just come out of the cage in the screen, Dr. Sean waved his fists, breathed heavily, and said viciously: "Tear this **** to shreds, without a gun, let's see if you die!"

   Catalytic agent, which will cause the disappearance of self-limiting protection in the human body.

  Any test subject that survives can grow to have a strength comparable to the limit that human genes can withstand!

   No one with bare hands can survive in front of such a group of beasts!

   This guy is dead!

  Dr. Sean waved his fist in a gaffe.

  The person wearing the clown mask in the picture brought him psychological pressure far exceeding that of the previous hundred heavily armed marines.

  On the stairs.

  Dean tilted his head, looked at the humanoid beasts rushing forward, thought for a while, and did not continue to draw a gun from the subspace.

  This position is a bit awkward. There are no weapons left by the soldiers on the ground, and surveillance is everywhere.

   Subspace, can no longer be used.

  He squeezed his fist, took a few steps, walked up the corridor on the second floor, made a sprinting posture, and waited for the beasts to enter his outbreak zone.

   "This guy, is he going to jump on the heads of those beasts for a 100-meter sprint?"

   A group of researchers in charge of manipulating the magnetic field equipment watched the poses of the masked man in the surveillance and discussed with a smile.

   No one expressed discomfort with the blood in the picture.

   These researchers seem to be weak, but they have seen more flesh and blood than many ordinary people have eaten in their lifetime.

  It's just a small scene.

   Just when these people used jokes to relieve the tension of being surrounded.

  In the picture, the person wearing the clown mask moved!

  Dean stepped on his feet, and his whole body was like a big curved bow, his fists were like arrows, and at the moment of contact with those humanoid beasts, countless afterimages were formed, and they smashed away.

   bang bang bang~

  The sound of air explosion came from the void.

  One by one, with the explosive force of the bow and arrow, each fist shadow turned into two sledgehammers, and hammered fiercely on the heads of the three humanoid beasts in front.

   Fist out.

  Dean didn't look back, he walked like a tiger, rubbed the bodies of those humanoid beasts that were hit, and continued to squeeze forward.

   Behind.

  Three corpses driven by inertia lost power, slammed limply on the aisle, and rowed forward. Inside the ear corridor, steaming red and white liquid flowed out and was exposed to the air.

   Hammered and exploded more than ten humanoid beasts in one breath.

  Old power dissipates, new power is not born.

  A steady stream of humanoid beasts, their faces full of desire for flesh and blood, opened their mouths wide, and continued to pounce on them one after another.

  Excitement flashed in Dean's eyes.

  Since the success of Muay Thai, the body has surpassed the limits of the human body.

   Armed with force, it is difficult to use it.

   Today is considered a happy day!

  He took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar: "Kill!"

   By rushing to kill inertia.

Dean's fists, elbows and knees all turned into murderous weapons. With one punch, the eyeballs of the flying beasts were blown out, and then he jumped up in the air, smashing his knees on the heads of the other two beasts, smashing the other two's skulls. They were all dented.

  The more he played, the more excited he was!

  The steady stream of power was squeezed out from the flesh and turned into the energy for Dean to kill.

  Those beasts slammed on him, and it was difficult to even leave traces.

  Dean's random blows all carry a superb shock force, which can directly ignore the strong vitality of those beasts and shatter the opponent's brains.

   Killing crazy.

  Dean directly grabbed the legs of a humanoid beast, used it as a weapon, and smashed it out randomly.

  By the time there were only a pair of broken thighs left in his hands, the eyes had become empty again.

   "Happy!"

   "Happy!"

   Dean gasped and laughed.

  He threw away the stumps and broken legs in his hands, and turned his head to look at the humanoid beasts that were still alive. His eyes were red, and they were already red eyes.

Unexpectedly, those human-shaped beasts who don't know pain and have low IQ, seeing this killing god, continue to look at them, dragging their fractured and sunken bodies, like frightened mice, making pitiful whimpers, towards the hall. side crawl.

   I was afraid that if I ran too slowly, I would be torn apart by the opponent.

"A group of garbage!"

  Dean turned to the monitor, made a gesture of cutting his throat, stepped on the ground, and returned to the hall. After wearing weapons and bombs on his body, he continued to walk into the passageway with a grinning grin.

  Before monitoring.

   Sean and a group of senior researchers are dumbfounded.

  The armed guards behind them, stupid.

   Those researchers who manipulated the defense system are stupid.

   Even Little Mike, who was far away in Los Angeles, opened his mouth involuntarily on his cold face.

  Don't ask why you open your mouth and show a dull look.

  Ask is the body's instinctive reaction.

   "Here he comes, he is walking towards our lab!"

  Facing a pile of viscera, a female researcher who didn't change her expression cried out, at a loss.

  There is a male researcher who likes vivisection for the sake of fresh samples, his trousers are wet, and his body smells like urine.

   Someone summoned Dr. Sean for help.

  But apart from the busy signal, there is no reply from there.

   Facing such a **** of death.

   They seem to have seen their next end.

   da da da ~

  Death, but not with their fear, and delay the coming time.

  Dean kicked open the out-of-control door, looking at the laboratory, a group of elites who looked like dogs, outlined a √ representing a smile on the clown mask with his fingers, and waved goodbye.

   "Don't kill me, I have money, I can give you all the money!"

   "I am a talented student at Stanford, proficient in various biological research, don't kill me, I am useful!"

   "I can accompany you, I am very skilled!"

   Facing a series of begging for mercy from the elites, the only response was the sound of gunshots and shell casings echoing in the laboratory.

   "Noisy!"

  Looking at the twitching bodies on the ground, Dean pulled out a high-explosive grenade, threw it in, and closed the door very politely.

  Boom~

  The heavy door turned into a C shape and hit the passage.

  The impact of the airflow from the explosion drove Dean to the next laboratory at a brisk pace.

   da da da ~

  The sound of gunfire echoed in the passage.

   Go all the way to the end of this passage.

  Dean still felt that it was not enough, so he blew up the surrounding monitors, pretended to take out the communicator from his pocket, and called Little Mike again: "Help me see if there are any little mice that escaped here."

  As a person who speaks credibility.

   If you say kill these bastards, you must kill these bastards.

   These **** don't deserve to live at all!

   Eight thousand characters are here.

   It is equivalent to updating 14,000 today.

   I can't bear it any longer, I'll finish this story after I wake up.

  (end of this chapter)

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