Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 566 "Father God"

Song Lan always thought that Lu Xiang was a complete woman at work...a hero among women.

After getting along for a long time, there has been a subtle telepathy between them.

Whenever Song Lan came up with some inappropriate metaphors in his heart, Lu Xiang would always give him a dangerous look at the first time, just like now, the scalpel in Lu Xiang's hand stopped, and he glanced lightly at him. With a glance, it immediately and accurately landed on the chest of the ranger's corpse.

Song Lan only felt a chill in his heart, and always had the illusion of a knife being cut across his skin.

Lu Xiang took over the body of the ranger without changing his face, borrowed an empty house from the residents of the town, and started the work of dissection.

She never seemed to know what a psychological shadow was, and Song Lan behind her, not to mention carefully seeing the internal structure of the ranger's body, even hearing the sound of a scalpel scratching his skin made his scalp tingle.

Broken corpses, dissected internal organs, this is not something that ordinary citizens should see.

But Lu Xiang believes that this is an important way for them to understand the Barossa Group, because in addition to the special exoskeleton armor, the physique of these rangers is also different from ordinary people to the extent visible to the naked eye.

Every member of them is more than [-] meters tall, and the width of the arm muscles can even reach the torso of an average person.

"Genetically Modified Human."

After completely opening the chest cavity of one of the rangers, Lu Xiang discovered the secrets of these rangers, "Their internal organs have been strengthened, and a spare heart is installed in the body, which allows them to withstand the damage caused by ordinary people. In addition, their bodies are connected to the exoskeleton armor, and this modification allows them to use the weapons equipped with the exoskeleton armor as if manipulating their own bodies."

This is a technology that even the coalition government has not yet mastered.

For many years, companies headed by Yungang Biopharmaceuticals and Mansheng Pharmaceuticals have been working hard to create a group of genetically modified fighters that are different from ordinary people, but in the end they only produced "guards", which are only different in physical strength. Ordinary people, but almost no failures of independent thinking ability.

Such an army formed by genetically modified fighters was torn apart by Night Heron like chopping melons and vegetables in front of their eyes.

Until now, Lu Xiang has not been able to determine what kind of creature the night heron is, and according to Father Bruno, there are several "angels of death" like her in the Eclipse Church.

This war gave her a strong sense of crisis.

The coalition government's intelligence capabilities are no longer as invincible as before, and in places they don't know, forces such as the Lunar Eclipse Sect and the Barossa Group have mastered technologies they don't have.

Lu Xiang had to re-examine the ceremony.

If even a biological weapon like the night heron could only serve as a messenger in the festival, it would be hard for her to imagine how terrifying the ultimate winner of this festival would be.

Not long after, Yelu, who had washed off the blood on her body, put on the towels given to her by the residents of the town, and knocked on the door with her bare feet, exuding heat.

The clothes bought in the seventeenth district must not be worn anymore, so she changed back to the rustic commoner clothes.

Lu Xiang still had to continue the dissection work, Song Lan greeted her and was called out by Ye Lu.

It was far from the time to relax, Cansarill was in real trouble, and hiding the ranger's body in the storage room was just Night Heron's naive idea.

In fact, it won't be long before the command of the Barossa Group will find that a ranger squad of more than 20 people has lost contact in the town.

Once they know what happened here, the whole town will be devastated.

With the armament mastered by the Barossa Group, it only takes one command to completely disappear Cansarill from the map. What's worse, the residents in the town cannot seek help from the Lunar Eclipse Sect.

The road leading to the territory of the third neutral country is full of threats of mutated creatures, and the followers of the Lunar Eclipse Cult are too busy to take care of themselves, and they have no time to take care of the life and death of the town residents.

Even if they fled to other towns, they would crash into the control area of ​​the Barossa Group like a net.

The town was dead.

No one cheered for the destruction of the Rangers. The residents were all waiting for the wrath of the Barossa Group like walking corpses. They could foresee what would happen here.

This is why Song Lan hates war.

No matter what the outcome of the war is, the most devastated will always be these ordinary people who have no ability to protect themselves.

The "Eyes of the Federation" of the Ragus Foundation evacuated to a safe area after completing the airdrop mission, not to mention that even if they stayed, it would be absolutely impossible to help the residents of Cansarill.

It seems that Yelu is the only one who doesn't know what kind of trouble her actions will bring to the town.

The sky was getting dark, and the roar of airdrop pods and artillery fire could be faintly heard in the distance.

This mighty expedition seems to have officially kicked off.

"You should leave as soon as possible, before the regular army of the Barossa Group arrives."

The couple found all the valuable items they could find, packed them into boxes, and handed them to Night Heron as if they were entrusting relics, including the dry food they made by themselves.

Although the residents of the small town look no different from zombies in appearance, they are simple, warm-hearted and sincere in essence.

Night Heron is correct in describing them.

Even though the town was about to be destroyed by the war machine of the Barossa Group, despair did not overwhelm them.

In another lengthy silence, it seemed that the sound from far and near was approaching them. Song Lan followed the sound and saw a group of airships looming on the other side of the cloud.

The surviving believers also seemed to have seen the omen of the doomsday. Instead of fleeing, they sat around the center of the town and prayed devoutly—this was originally the place where the rangers executed the Lunar Eclipse believers.

They kept whispering.

Death is not the end, in the end everyone will return to the arms of God the Father.

Song Lan couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

At this moment, as an ordinary citizen, what else can he do?
After a while, an answer appeared in his mind.

On the other side of the clouds, black thunder tore through the sky, and the sudden dark clouds blocked the airship cluster of the Barossa Group and the small town, and at the same time, it also indicated that an unprecedented storm was coming.

This storm did not bring rain, but instead a strange weather that cannot be described with common sense.

The distorted space seems to be a natural barrier blocking every path that must pass through to Cansarill. Any object that approaches the vortex will be swallowed in an instant and thrown into the unknown space.

The believers of the Lunar Eclipse Cult stopped praying, their eyes widened, and they stared at the sudden vision of heaven and earth in disbelief. This indescribable void storm seemed to invisibly confirm one thing—they were devout For the first time, his prayer was answered by God the Father.

God the Father stopped the pagans with a storm from the unknown world, blocking them and their war machines on the other side of the storm.

Even Yelu's face showed a strange emotion.

In the teachings of the Lunar Eclipse Sect, the "angels of death" are called the messengers of the moon god in the lower world, but they never got in touch with the father god in a real sense.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden storm, so no one noticed that Song Lan in the crowd put his hands into his trouser pockets nervously, and let out an exclamation trying to cover it up.

--"What happened?"

　Small theater its 74:

　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Wednesday, early in the morning.

　　Recently, personnel from the joint government intelligence department discovered a strange phenomenon.

　　Minister Lu Xiang, who has always been a role model, has been absent from work for several days. The department's work is piling up, but the minister has disappeared. The reason for asking for leave is even more confusing.

　　Spring Festival holiday.

　　When did the coalition government have such an extra festival?
　　The intelligence department mobilized its forces and found records of this festival all the way back to before the third war.

　　Immediately afterwards, intelligence personnel discovered another even more shocking fact.

　　Minister Lu didn't propose the Spring Festival vacation at first, she just responded to Minister Song's call, and Song Lan's entire department had been on vacation for three days without anyone noticing, but because Song Lan's leave was a Normality, plus their department is not as important as Lu Xiang's counterintelligence department, so no one even noticed that when they were working hard, a group of colleagues disappeared!

　　"It must be reported to the council!"

　　The intelligence agent in charge of investigating the matter was outraged, but several other intelligence agents stopped him.

　　"Don't you think this festival is very commemorative?"

　　"The arrival of a new year is also worth celebrating."

　　"Think about it again, how long have we not had a vacation?"

　　So, the council received a report from the intelligence department the next day, with only four inexplicable characters written on it:
　　Chinese New Year holiday.

　　And when they wanted to know the four meanings, the intelligence personnel who submitted the work report had lost contact.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)