the world is at stake

There is a forest on the Flos, west of Langley, which is marked as private property and off-limits to outsiders.If you have enough authority, you will find a for-profit private prison in a forest of about eight hectares.

This is the limit that ordinary people can check. If you continue to check, it will trigger the internal alarm of the Department of Homeland Security.

This prison is surrounded by barbed wire, walls, towers, and surveillance cameras.Its back-shaped building houses interrogations, imprisonments, executions, and even more extremely dark affairs that are not supervised by the judicial department.

But today, there was an unusual chaos in this horror cave. A suspect who had just been sent in lost control during the interrogation.The defense system that the guards are proud of has a huge loophole.

Distraught by the blaring alarm, the prison director had to go from his office to the main control room, yelling, "What the hell happened?"

There is a huge display screen in the main control room.

The duty officer sat in front of the display console, busy mobilizing the prison staff and collecting information from various places.The scene seemed busy and not chaotic, but in fact it failed to control the situation.

The huge display screen is divided into small grids. Currently, at least [-] 'grids' in area D have no images.This lack of information seems to be contagious and is spreading towards Area A.

Facing the supervisor's fury, a controller nervously reported: "Sir, a suspect in Area D lost control, snatched the guard's gun and took the detective wearing a high-level access card as a hostage."

"Where is the suspect now?" the supervisor asked through gritted teeth.

"He's heading towards Area A, damaging our surveillance equipment. Some guards engaged him, but couldn't stop him. We..."

The operator hesitated for a second before spit out a number, "We have killed or injured at least five guards."

Fuck...

Hearing that five people were killed or injured, the supervisor punched the tabletop of the display console.His here is a private prison, and the guards are all paid employees, and they are easy to deal with the prisoners who have been brought under control.

But once the suspect is out of control, don't expect the guards to dedicate themselves to the fight.Thank God they can guard their respective areas and keep the suspects from wandering around.

Especially now that five people have died, it proves that the suspect is easy to mess with.The guards cherished their lives even more, and they would never come out from behind the thick explosion-proof glass.

The supervisor was even more overwhelmed, and the death and injury of five guards meant a large pension.That's not good news for private prisons that want to make a profit.

The Department of Homeland Security will not recognize this prison as their subsidiary agency, and will not give a dime of the budget or compensation.

Thinking that he would suffer a huge loss because of this, the director's face turned red with anger.He asked again: "How could the suspect escape from Area D to Area A? Did all the security measures along the way fail?"

The operator shrugged, "The suspect was brought by people from Bureau G, and we have no right to inspect him. Judging from the current situation, he was probably arrested on purpose and brought in explosives."

"Dynamite?" Hearing the word, the supervisor almost died of cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.He understood how serious the situation was, and he was afraid that he would 'can't eat, so he walked around'.

"The suspect went to Area A with explosives? Where is he doing?"

"Sir, can we call the police?" The operator suggested, "The underground part of Area A is..."

The supervisor was annoyed by this stupid idea, grabbed the operator by the neck, and cursed viciously: "Fuck your brains, how could you call the police for this matter?

Our prison doesn't exist on paper, understand?It doesn't exist.Even the insurance company will not cover us, we can only rely on ourselves. "

Abandoning the already flustered control personnel, the prison supervisor found that he had no good solution, so he could only order: "Let Bureau G send their special service team. Let them be responsible for this loss.

Also, completely close all passages in Area A.No automatic doors are allowed to open. "

The operator who was left behind returned to his seat, straightened his wrinkled collar, and slightly shrugged his shoulders at the colleague next to him. His nonchalant demeanor was in stark contrast to the current anxious situation.

The operator next to him closed all the passages in Area A on the display console, and at the same time whispered: "What is in the underground part of Area A?"

"That's top secret." The previous operator refused to answer.

The opponent's chaos gave Zhou Qingfeng great convenience. He liked the Yankee's attitude of "clear responsibility and responsibility" - he couldn't intervene rashly if it wasn't his own affairs, otherwise it would not only be of no benefit but also cause trouble.

After killing several prison guards in a row, the ground he passed was not disgruntled.Bullet holes, corpses, and blood all showed the viciousness of this out-of-control suspect.

But when they went deep into the second basement of Area A, the access card of the Chinese detective was invalid.

A heavy explosion-proof door blocked Zhou Qingfeng's way.This place must be opened with dual authorization from the prison's main control room and the staff behind the door.

Because of the continuous bleeding, the Chinese detective's body temperature dropped and he was shivering.He shrank in a corner of the explosion-proof door, and said tremblingly: "Zhou Qingfeng, everyone is Chinese, can you let me go? I have to stop the bleeding."

Zhou Qingfeng was inserting the last piece of plastic explosive into the crack of the explosion-proof door to ensure that the power of the explosion would not be wasted, otherwise it would be impossible to deal with such a heavy door frame.

He pretended not to hear what the Chinese agent said, raised his hand and shot his head, and whispered indifferently: "You are not a human, but a dog."

After the explosives are laid, insert the electric detonator and start the countdown.

Zhou Qingfeng hid at a corner not far from the explosion-proof door, covered his ears, and squeezed his mouth tightly.

A few seconds later, a violent explosion sounded in the narrow space, and the huge air pressure shock made his chest and lungs feel pain.

After the violent airflow was exhausted, the heavy explosion-proof door was blown and twisted into scrap iron.The door itself withstood the blast, but a large hole was opened in the frame.

In the smoke, Zhou Qingfeng walked through the hole with a gun and entered the underground of Area A of the prison.With just a glance, he knew why the medical department was set up in this completely inconvenient and highly guarded underground place.

Behind the explosion-proof doors, a large number of facilities are crumbling.

A white man in a one-piece protective suit raised his hands and shouted: "Don't shoot, this is an absolutely dangerous area, there are deadly things everywhere, you can't shoot."

Zhou Qingfeng was also surprised.There is also a biochemical laboratory hidden in the basement of this prison, and it seems that the level is quite high.

The underground laboratory is divided into more than a dozen operating areas, and at least more than 30 professionals work here.Because of the explosion, the ceiling at the entrance of the laboratory fluttered down, revealing the dense sterilization and ventilation system.

There must be some great secret hidden in this ghost place.

Zhou Qingfeng, who entered with a gun, shouted loudly: "I'm here to find a guy named Alexei Goldman. I hope you haven't killed him yet."

The leading Caucasian man pointed to the innermost part of the underground laboratory, and said anxiously: "He is in the fourth ward, and his condition...is not very good."

Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head slightly, motioning for the white man to lead the way, and shouted to the others: "You can run away, run away screaming."

But the white man raised his hands high and looked back at the other people in the laboratory, "Everyone, you know the rules. If you leave the experimental area without a reason, you will be killed."

Zhou Qingfeng asked in surprise: "So serious? I'm even more curious about what the hell are you doing here?"

The white man shook his head, "It's better that you don't know."

Chapter 004 Human Experiments

The basement of the secret prison is both a laboratory and a ward.

Zhou Qingfeng escorted the white man in charge of the place forward for about ten meters, with hospital beds separated by curtains on both sides, and each bed had a numb face.

There are children, old men, men, women, whites, blacks and yellows, and even pregnant women.Half of them were isolated in a hyperbaric oxygen chamber, sick and dying.

"Are you doing human experiments?" Zhou Qingfeng whistled deliberately.He stared at a child with rotten sores all over his face, marveling.

"I just knew that whatever bad things the American government accuses others of doing, they are doing it themselves. Surveillance, instigation, subversion, and even human experiments, you are really great."

The seemingly frivolous statement was full of anger.

The United States has been conducting human experiments on its own citizens since the 30s.Its army, navy and air force, as well as the Department of Energy, the National Defense Nuclear Commission, the CIA, and the health department are all doing such disgusting things.

Among them was the infamous 'Tuskegee Syphilis Experiment'.These inhumane experiments are not all for scientific research, some of them are completely to satisfy the curiosity of researchers.

The more Zhou Qingfeng watched it, the worse his mood became, "You guys are doing an illegal human experiment."

That's right, behind various 'legal' human experiments, there are also a large number of illegal experiments funded by consortiums and rich people, and conducted by various scientific research institutions and even private researchers.

The scale of the experiment varies from large to small, and the number is overwhelming.

Although 'legal' human experimentation is kept secret and unknown to the public, the location of the experiment is very particular, and the basement of a private prison will not be chosen.

The director of the laboratory staggered half a step forward from being hit by the gun, and couldn't help whispering: "This is all dedicated to science."

"Why don't you sacrifice yourself?"

"I am the chosen one, more noble than these experimental subjects." The laboratory supervisor straightened his neck, and even pointed the muzzle of the gun back.

"I hope you will always be noble." Zhou Qingfeng escorted the white supervisor to the fourth ward of the laboratory.This is a separate ward, and the medical staff inside have already received the news and retreated to the corner nervously.

Lying on the hospital bed was a man with an unshaven beard, as thin as skin and bones.If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of its chest, outsiders would definitely think it was a living corpse.

Through the oxygen mask, Zhou Qingfeng carefully distinguished the deformed face on the hospital bed, "Is this Alexei Goldman?"

"It's him."

"Wake him up."

Following Zhou Qingfeng's order, the white supervisor nodded slightly to the doctors and nurses in the room.The latter manipulated the infusion control panel next to the hospital bed, and a few milliliters of medicine entered the body of the 'living corpse' from the infusion tube.

In just two or three minutes, the "living corpse" with a vicissitudes of life opened his eyes.He turned his head slowly, looked left and right, and quickly focused on Zhou Qingfeng who was not wearing a white coat and was holding a gun to the supervisor's head.

"Who are you?" the 'living corpse' asked in an extremely weak tone.

"My name is Victor." Zhou Qingfeng said his code name.

The thin lips of the 'living corpse' trembled, as if it was smiling, but the smile on its face was extremely terrifying.He shook his head, "I don't trust you, how do you prove your identity?"

boom……

Zhou Qingfeng shot the headshot of the noble "God's Choice" supervisor, and the corpse in the one-piece protective suit fell to the ground, causing continuous screams in the ward.

'Living Corpse' still shook his head, "It's not enough."

So the gunfire continued, Zhou Qingfeng killed the doctors and nurses in the ward, and went out to shoot massacres in the laboratory.There were terrified pleadings from the underground laboratory, and dying cries and weak resistance before dying were everywhere.

Some of the staff managed to escape through the blasted heavy blast doors, but the G Bureau task force who was in place outside failed to save their lives.

Without exception, these guys wear electronic bracelets on their wrists. If they escape from the underground laboratory, they will issue a warning, and if they leave, they will release poisonous needles and explode.

All the members of the task force had already arrived outside the explosion-proof door, and they could see the clear biochemical warning signs on the escapees, and they all screamed as if they were electrocuted.

"Damn, what is this underground?"

"Why is there a biohazard sign?"

"This is not a situation we can handle and we need professional support."

The task force fled outwards like a ghost, stuck in a few passages at most, asked the superiors repeatedly, and refused to enter the underground laboratory again.

After Zhou Qingfeng killed a group of people, he picked out a one-piece protective suit to put on, and used laboratory equipment to disinfect them.

The protective clothing has its own high voltage, and a large transparent hood is placed on the head.

He clumsily released some of the experimental subjects, tossing and tossing for half an hour before returning to Alexei Goldman's bed, "Now? Can you trust me?"

The 'living corpse' on the hospital bed nodded slightly, which was regarded as approval.

"The task I received is to take you out of this ghostly place." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the large number of life support equipment next to the hospital bed, shook his head and said, "This is more troublesome than I imagined."

The 'living corpse' also shook his head, and conveniently lifted off the thin blanket covering himself.His abdomen was shriveled, and several tubes were inserted in his stomach, connecting several medical equipment.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't change his expression after seeing a bunch of horrific human experiment victims, but at this moment he asked in surprise: "What did the bastards here do to you?"

The 'living corpse' smiled wryly: "In order to pry my mouth open, the torturers smashed my liver and had to be surgically removed. In addition, they also took away my kidney, so I couldn't die with artificial dialysis."

Zhou Qingfeng was even more surprised, "What did you do to be treated like this?"

"Those guys are trying to find answers from me." The 'living corpse' grinned like a ghost.

"what is the answer?"

"My life is like a fire in the wind. It will end at any time. I don't have time to tell you in detail. You don't need to save me, because I will give you the answer."

The 'living corpse' raised its claw-like palm and pointed to its head, "The answer is in my mind."

Zhou Qingfeng was stunned for a second, but he quickly came to his senses.He took half a step forward, touching the scalp of the 'living corpse' in the direction of his fingers.

The head of the 'zombie' has only extremely sparse hair, and the skin is covered with spots that symbolize death and aging.Zhou Qingfeng's fingers slid back and forth on his scalp, touching a ridge.

The 'living corpse' continued: "Cut open my scalp, and you will find that there is a piece of skull that was placed artificially. Pry that bone out, and the answer is inside."

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the 'living corpse' on the hospital bed like a monster, "I thought this task would be difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so weird. You actually used your own skull to hide things?"

The 'living corpse' laughed, very happily.There was a rosy glow on his face, and he said happily, "I've thought about it for a long time before I made this decision. You also think this idea is great, don't you?"

"It's really great, and it's also abnormal." Zhou Qingfeng turned to look for the scalpel.

The 'living corpse' continued to say happily: "Yes, young man, I have a gift for you."

"How can you still give me a gift with your ghostly appearance?"

"Of course." The 'living corpse' replied positively, pointing to the laboratory supervisor on the ground whose head was shot by Zhou Qingfeng, "This guy almost wanted to dissect me in order to get my gift.

I sent a request for help to several countries but have never received a response, no one is willing to help me at all.It is only now that I am dying that God has sent you to me.You are my angel. "

Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, wanting to say that he is not an angel at all.

The 'living corpse' continued: "In my cranium, besides the answer that will be handed over to your government, there is also a small serum sample. I suggest you inject it immediately."

"What serum?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

"You'll like it." After the 'living corpse' said this, he ran out of oil and closed his eyes slowly, "If you encounter any trouble, go to my wife Martha. She can help you. "

The man is dead.

Chapter 005 Deputy Director

A rumbling whirlwind was blowing on the tarmac of the 'Flos' private prison, and the emergency police helicopter was landing steadily.