the world is at stake

Persimmons have to be picked softly.

"It's hard to say who will end up for whom. Let the group of 'Bai Zhenhua' go out, maybe they can help lure away the pursuers."

Seeing the people in the building fleeing quickly, Zhou Qingfeng didn't resist the opponent outside the door, but hid in a corner instead.

Not long after, a grenade was thrown outside the door, blowing up the debris blocking the door.

The enemy's search team of four came in.They quickly discovered the big hole in the plasterboard wall in the room, shouted a few times on the intercom, and chased after him without hesitation.

It wasn't until this moment that Uncle Zhou slipped out of his hiding place and quietly ran to the door to look here and there.When he wanted to find a way out from another place, he heard dense gunshots and dying cries from the hole in the wall:

"Protect Your Excellency the President."

"Get out, go to the Library of Congress."

"Damn it, it's a trap. That Marcus lied to us."

Zhou Qingfeng didn't believe in gods or ghosts. Hearing this cry, he couldn't help but want to draw a cross on his chest or something, shout 'Amitabha Buddha' twice, and save the dead souls and ghosts to be reborn in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

"Sins, sins, I didn't say anything, you rushed down to reincarnate. Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame 'Mar Keshi'." Zhou Qingfeng bowed to the hole and slipped away.

Chapter 044

The time slowly approached five o'clock in the afternoon.

According to the original situation, Vice President Pence crossed over at this moment and ordered the National Guard in Washington, DC, to restore order in the Capitol.

But in the distorted world Zhou Qingfeng is currently in, armed men of unknown origin have completely controlled the entire Capitol, and all passages on the upper and lower floors have been blocked.

When he came out of the corridor on the second floor of the south wing of the building, it didn't take long for him to find that he couldn't move an inch.The enemy was guarded quite tightly, and he was not given much room to move.

After thinking about it, he retreated back to the room he just came out of, back to the broken plaster wall, and went down the dark steps to the abandoned passage.

Not long after, there were bursts of cursing and crying, begging to approach from a distance.

It was the four-member armed team that had just chased down, and the elite platoon of veterans who were chasing Zhou Qingfeng.Less than half of the congressional staff who escaped were lost, and the rest were brought back.

Zhou Qingfeng hid in a dark place in a corner, didn't say a word, didn't raise his head, and even held his breath.He didn't go to see whether Biden was dead or not, to make sure he didn't show any traces.

The sound of sonorous footsteps gradually came down the steps, and the enemy major who led the pursuit followed up from behind and asked, "Who are these people?"

A soldier's voice replied: "Biden in hiding and some of his campaign staff. He was supposed to be home, but was lured in by our Fake News."

"Where's the man who just attacked us?" asked the major again.

The soldier could not answer.

The non-commissioned officer in charge of the pursuit said: "I briefly interrogated them, and said that a retired army soldier named 'Marco Shi' opened a wall for them.

Marcos should be our target.But he was very cunning, and he still didn't know where he was.It is very likely that they took advantage of the chaos and returned to the building again. "

The major looked at his watch and said in a deep voice, "The 'Disc' will be assembled in less than an hour. This process must not be disturbed in any way. Absolute safety in the building must be ensured."

What remains is the response to the order and what to do with the captured prisoners.

The major glanced back and forth among the prisoners, causing sobs.He whispered indifferently: "Technocrats can still be used by us, but this old guy is just a fool with a brain."

Immediately there was a bang, and cries and shouts sounded in the passage.Some of the captives were asking loudly: "God, do you know who you killed?"

The major sneered at this, and said arrogantly: "Shut up, we know more than you. The new era does not need incompetent old bureaucrats, and it will be your honor to serve us."

Zhou Qingfeng was only seven or eight meters away from the gunshots, huddling behind a pile of remaining building stones.He didn't make any movement during the whole process, even if the gunshot fired, his heartbeat didn't change.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded again, and all the personnel climbed up the steps and left through the hole in the plaster wall, and the passage gradually became silent.

Zhou Qingfeng remained motionless, waiting quietly.

After a few minutes, the unshaven face of an armed sergeant emerged from the hole.

Wearing night vision goggles, he led a few of his men back to the passage quietly, and inspected the surrounding areas again. After more than ten minutes, he returned angrily, cursing, "Where did that bastard go?"

After waiting for the movement to disappear again, Zhou Qingfeng revealed his head from the hiding place, stepped on his feet and returned the same way.He didn't dare to go to the second floor, and planned to follow the abandoned passage to the Library of Congress to try his luck.

When passing the steps of the passage, I saw a white-haired corpse lying on the ground.Zhou Qingfeng only glanced at it, and left silently without mercy.

The intention to go to the Library of Congress was quickly dashed.

This group of militants was not out of their wits. They still kept a squad of security forces in the abandoned passage, presumably to prevent someone from the Library of Congress from using the passage.

Zhou Qingfeng noticed it from a distance, and could only avoid it in frustration.He thought for a moment and decided to fight back and go to the third floor.

Perhaps the militants were understaffed, or perhaps they thought the area had been cleared and the process of returning was quite smooth.

Zhou Qingfeng was about to go back to the underground computer room to find Fuhrman, but found that this key point had been taken.Two militants guarded the entrance of the computer room, and people kept coming in and out of the computer room.

"I'm afraid the old man will be found out, so I don't know if he's dead or not?"

Zhou Qingfeng frowned into the word 'Chuan'.He was really at a loss, his body was still wounded, all the way out was blocked, and he didn't know what to do.

Just when he was thinking about whether to hide in the abandoned passage, until the situation calmed down, he heard two armed men guarding the computer room more than 20 meters away talking.

The other party did not lower his voice, speaking very calmly.Since there were no people on the third floor, the words echoed repeatedly in the empty environment and reached Zhou Qingfeng's ears.

"Is the 'Disk' almost ready? I'm really looking forward to the moment when it works."

"The 'Ascension' component of the central rotunda has been assembled. The 'Unity into One' component of the first and second floors is nearing completion.

Another forty minutes.The 'White Star' component on Level [-] will also be connected to the Capitol grid.Then we will be the masters of the new era. "

"We have been planning this operation for more than ten years and paid a huge price. God bless, I hope it will succeed once."

"Don't worry, the time we chose is very good. The opportunity for riots on January [-] is too rare. It can destroy the existing ruling system in one fell swoop, and arrange the 'disc' calmly."

Zhou Qingfeng's head was full of question marks.

What is a 'disc'?

Just heard this word in the abandoned passage.

Installing this thing seems to be the main purpose of this group of militants occupying the Capitol, which is very important.

As for the 'White Star' on the third floor, Zhou Qingfeng took out from his pocket the tourist map of the Capitol Building that Satomi gave him before leaving, and the location of the 'White Star' was clearly marked on it.

It's in the center of the third floor, exactly corresponding to the 'Washington Ascension Map' in the rotunda above.

A militant walked out of the computer room with a laptop in his hand.He didn't look like a combatant, so he walked carelessly towards Zhou Qingfeng's direction.

When this person approached, Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of the fact that there was no companion by his side, quickly rushed out, punched him on the back of the head, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him to the abandoned passage.

The communication tool worn by this miscellaneous soldier is indeed connected to the heartbeat, and death or disassembly will trigger an alarm and fail.

Zhou Qingfeng took off his earphones and put them on his head to listen for a while, but he didn't understand anything except some inexplicable conversations.

Opening the mouth of the miscellaneous soldier again, there is indeed a unique molar on the molar, which should also be used for suicide.

"It seems that there is no way to interrogate." Zhou Qingfeng could only take off the other party's clothes and put them on for himself, and also accepted some bits and pieces of equipment.

As for the miscellaneous soldiers, their communication equipment will not move, their hands and feet will be tied to death, and they will be thrown into the passage with their mouths shut.

After spending about ten minutes, Zhou Qingfeng changed his appearance slightly.He intends to pretend to be the other party's person to see if he can get out.

Just in time, an order came from the miscellaneous soldier's communication headset: "No. 0211, come to the central circular hall."

No. 0211 is dizzy.

Zhou Qingfeng could only answer on his behalf, "No. 0211 understands, I'll be there right away."

"Harris"

Author's Note: Let me tell you a joke, Biden's vice president, Kamala Harris, who has the blood of the third brother, was less than 30 years old and became a mistress for the 60-year-old California black ghost council speaker, so she entered the political arena.

Chapter 045 A Deeper Secret

Militant No. 0211 is a technician, not tall, and Zhou Qingfeng looks a bit small in his clothes.But his own clothes were already torn and unremarkable from the previous explosion and debridement, and he had to change them if he wanted to go out.

Fortunately, most of the military uniforms are loose, and a little tighter can do it.

But not weapons.

No. 0211 only carried a pistol, and the most important equipment of this person was a laptop in his hand.Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to put down the rifle he had taken, leaving only one 'Glock 19'.

Zhou Qingfeng kept the communication equipment he had seized before. Although it was useless, it could be used to put on a show on the outside.Other odds and ends are collected in the small bag of the equipment and carried with you.

After the preparations were completed, Zhou Qingfeng walked out pretending to be quiet, and strode close to the position of the 'white star' in the center of the third floor.

Hundreds of militants are working here as handymen, carrying the 'disc' parts brought in from outside.It was a bright silver thing with a diameter of about ten meters, and it looked like a stage after splicing.

The militants who maintained order took a look at Zhou Qingfeng's attire, paying special attention to his armband and the computer under his arm. Sen Leng glanced at him and let him go.

When Zhou Qingfeng went up to the second floor, the first floor, and to the central circular hall under the dome, he saw such a 'disc' thing.

He didn't understand what it was, but he didn't intend to delve into it. He just watched every militant he saw closely, imitating the behavior, words, and appearance of the other party, and tried to play his own role.

But when he stepped into the central rotunda, a surprised female voice sounded in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, "Victor, where are you?"

The sound came so suddenly that Uncle Zhou flinched in fright.He was already close to the exit of the hall, and a few steps away was the steps outside the Capitol.

Hearing this question, Zhou Qingfeng's sense of crisis increased sharply. He turned around and walked around the bright silver 'disk' arranged in the central rotunda, and asked a nearby militant:

"Hey bro, do you know where the nearest toilet is?"

While looking for the toilet, the voice in my head continued to ask, "Victor, have you approached a disc-shaped device?"

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Qingfeng asked subconsciously.

"I'm Masha Vodianova. I want to confirm a piece of information with you. Did you see a bright silver 'disk'? I sensed the energy fluctuations it emits." The female voice said.

"Yeah, so what? Why are you in my head? How am I going to get out of this damn [-]th of January now that I'm stuck?"

Zhou Qingfeng was very anxious.If it was fun to go to the King's speech party, it's very unpleasant to be trapped in the Capitol by a group of inexplicable armed men.

"Victor, calm down. The enhanced serum you used was configured by me. It is not as simple as serum, but a large number of nano-scale micro-robots.

So you and I are naturally connected in time and space.

But this question is not important at the moment. The point is, have you met a group of guys who look like the US military but are not?The armbands they wear are gears and swords surrounded by eagles. "

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the armband on his arm, and replied: "That's right, an eagle-shaped emblem, three gears of different sizes, and a long sword in the center."

Martha cursed in her mind, "Damn it, the lunatics of the Brotherhood of Steel are really carrying out their plan."

"What lunatic?"

"It seems that I need to explain the twisted high-dimensional world to you. You can think of it as an unpredictable time travel.

No one knows when it started or when it ended.It seems to be contagious, you and I are in contact, so you and your companions are also forced to participate in it.

The twisted time travel will automatically end after a certain period of time.If you are still alive, you can return to the original time and space.

If you take any damage, the damage doesn't go away when you return.If you die, your relatives in the main dimension will not forget you.

But there is an exception, the first trial has preferential treatment, damage and death can be recovered, but the memory will be deleted.In addition, in the twisted world, the chosen ones will have some special abilities and can obtain some special items.

However, the trial is still excepted, and there is no gain.

All the while, Twisting Worlds seems like a never-ending adventure.But no matter what you do, it cannot affect the main spacetime.

But the 'Brotherhood of Steel' doesn't think so.That group of self-righteous war madmen, white supremacists, practiced tyranny and dictatorship in the name of God.

They have a large number of people and strong technical strength, clamoring every day to correct the mistakes of the master space-time and establish a world completely controlled by them.

The 'Disk' is a space-time beacon, the product of a psychotic episode of the Brotherhood of Steel.

Their research on the distorted world is quite in-depth, and they can predict the time point of the next intervention, and try to change it, and then affect the main time and space.

Every time they mess around, they cause a lot of casualties, and all the Chosen hate fraternity maniacs.

Victor, can you tell me where you are?Maybe I can help you. "

In the remote Barents Sea, under the icy water near the Arctic Circle, a Russian ballistic missile nuclear submarine "Borei" is sailing quietly in the deep sea of ​​the Fortress Sea.

In the command cabin of the nuclear submarine, several unkempt submarine officers surrounded a beautiful woman in military uniform wearing a ship-shaped cap.

The woman closed her eyes slightly, touched her forehead with her hands, and murmured, "Victor, tell me, where are you? Where is that 'Disc'?

Yes, I am also in the world of January [-]th.Although I'm not in DC.But trust me, I can help you. "

After a while, the woman showed a satisfied smile, "Thank you, Victor, just stay still, I will find someone to help you out of trouble in a while."

The woman put her hands down, ending the long-distance spiritual connection, and her face turned cold.She shouted to the Maozi beside her: "Yuanpan is on Capitol Hill in Washington, D.C., USA."

Captain Maozi next to him was overjoyed immediately, and shouted to the officers around him: "Level 50 combat alert, float up to [-] meters underwater to launch the position, release the communication buoy, and accept GLONASS satellite positioning."

The inside of the nuclear submarine was busy and quiet, and the order was issued in a tense and orderly manner.On the display console of the command module, the coordinates of Capitol Hill are prominently locked.

The communication buoy floated out of the sea, and the external information was transmitted into the boat along with the satellite band.

The woman stood next to the captain's podium, borrowing the military channel to learn a series of news about the riots on Capitol Hill from the global media.