Latent Syndrome

Chapter 180 179. Express Death Train

Downtown Los Angeles was in chaos.

Rows of buildings were filled with black smoke, and evacuation flyers were floating down from the sky.

The SCT has completely occupied the City Hall building.

The Free Alliance Guards and Army also completely surrounded the place, and the troops stationed at the Customs Department also attacked and outflanked it.

In an instant, there were armored vehicles, tanks, self-aiming anti-aircraft guns mounted on tracked vehicles, and neat teams of soldiers with high-tech individual equipment, blocking the main roads around the city hall.

Wartime radio broadcasts no longer carried evacuation messages, but Dickon's terrifying proclamation of Southern California's independence.

Although the evacuation operation has been carried out, only women and children have been evacuated, and less than 70% have been evacuated so far.

There is still more than half of the total population of Los Angeles, and many of them are huddled at home waiting for the turmoil to pass. The terrorists have gained the upper hand, making them even more frightened.

Some people collaborated with the SCT and were suppressed and shot during the riots. Many others tried to seek shelter from the military and were massacred indiscriminately under the SCT's occupation of streets and buildings.

As of now, it is completely impossible to count how many people have died. It must be a number that will shock everyone. It is all because of the huge unknown conspiracy of SCT and the summit behind it.

At this point, there is no need to consider the post-war reconstruction work and the symbolic significance of the city hall.

The army aligned the nozzles of dozens of tanks' heavy guns with the city hall building, leaving no room for maneuver between them and the terrorists.

Pound pound pound…

The eruption of each cannonball was earth-shattering, impacting on the city hall building, exploding a gap, breaking the earth and rocks into pieces and bursting into powder.

Twenty minutes later, when Gray arrived with two S-class infected people and a team of countermeasures bureau members, only the ruins of the city hall building were left, burning with raging fire.

However, wartime radio was still broadcasting the declaration of independence, and the sound filled the streets and alleys. There were still SCT members on the radio station who were resisting tenaciously.

And I learned from the army chief that all the terrorists in the building had been suppressed, and the core figure Di Wei was seriously injured and had fled.

Even the infected people located in the upper reaches of the pyramid cannot face the coverage of modern firepower alone. The crisis in St. George District is not over yet, and the top forces of both sides are gathered there.

The ominous black fog has probably annexed the entire St. George District. If it cannot be resolved, will it cover the entire Los Angeles City?

Gray looked up at the gray sky, not only because of the smoke everywhere, but also the bad weather was about to hit, the air was filled with ashes and a gentle drizzle.

"Do you know where Di Wei will go? Are there any clues during the lurking process?"

Gray asked Sif.

Although there was no visible fluctuation in Xifu's expression, the chill had penetrated from his spine to his entire back, causing fine cold sweat to break out.

Gray didn't take it seriously, thinking that Sev was trying his best to think back in an emergency situation. She didn't interrupt his thoughts with words and didn't put any pressure on Sev. This matter was extremely important.

She probably guessed Di Bong's plan. After declaring independence on the radio, she announced that the Pope had suppressed the black mist and quelled the disaster. She established an image that was more powerful than the city government. Then the Pope directly took over the city by force, and the SCT naturally took over Los Angeles. As a bridgehead to land in North America, and another step up the ladder to dominate the entire world.

Sifu pressed his temples in great pain, and after a long while, he finally spoke.

"I heard someone say it, but I'm not sure. It seems that Dickson sent someone to hijack the train bound for Nevada, which will pass through the Western Express in Las Vegas."

After he finished speaking, his soul seemed to have been drained from his whole body, and he stayed in place extremely dull.

After listening to this speech, Gray became more certain about Di Biao's plan. According to the description of the third department, those extraordinary people at the forefront of the combat catalog can deal with the entire fleet by themselves.

The situation in the St. George District can only be left to fate. The most urgent thing is to pursue Di Bong, the top person in charge of SCT Los Angeles.

Gray believed that there could not be any delay now. Ordinary troops could not quickly maneuver and fight, and they were unable to deal with the infected. She took two S-class infected and a group of soldiers and boarded the camouflage military vehicle without delay.

"etc!"

Silver suddenly spoke, wanting Gray to stay and just letting the agents go.

"What else?"

Gray started the engine, held the steering wheel with his somewhat damaged hands, and stared at Sif with his only remaining eye.

Silver paused for a moment. If that was the case, how could Di Biao give up?

"I'll go with you. If anything happens, I can take care of you."

So he said.

Gray did not refuse, and took the most elite personnel of Section 11 to the Western Express Line to stop Di Bong, and notified the personnel to set up obstacles on the railway and blow up the bridge if necessary.

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At the edge of Los Angeles, the train had already left the station some distance away.

This is a postal train with more than thirty carriages. It is not used for civilian transportation, but for transporting some important materials, gold bars and other objects, so it is quite strong.

The train passed quickly on the railway, and the beautiful forests on both sides turned into extremely pleasant light and shadow.

In the first few carriages, Di Wei was covered in blood, suffered many injuries, died several times, and was exhausted. Even he could not withstand the high-intensity bombings with heavy firepower.

"It's really killing me to have all the fucking firepower directed at me alone."

Looking at the luxurious interior in the carriage, it was better than the decoration in his own home. It must be a place where the postal bureaucrats held parties. Although he had not paid a penny in taxes to the Liberty Alliance, he was still very sad.

He did not change his clothes, and his khaki windbreaker was already a little tattered. He used a dagger to pry open the beer cap and started drinking. He was in a very good mood, humming California Dream, and passed through one after another of the fierce combat catalog personnel and arrived. Driving compartment.

Everything was going very smoothly. Two of his men were holding guns to control the train conductor's every move, including the co-pilot and the mechanic who maintained the operation of the electromechanical equipment.

"Slow down a little, otherwise I'm worried that the guests won't be able to catch up."

Under Di Bong's instruction, SCT members put their guns against the conductor's temple to slow down the train.

The cold beer went down my throat.

Di Wei suddenly felt a little chilly and sneezed. Unknowingly, he had been in Luo City for so long. It was almost winter. The air was chilly.

Right now.

A subordinate came to the driving compartment. He looked a little nervous and said to Di Bong: "BOSS, someone is following. We must increase the speed."

"Did you see who it was?"

Di Wei asked with endless viciousness in his eyes.

The subordinate shook his head.

"What a waste. Next, you have to control the train conductor carefully. Do you understand? No matter what happens, don't leave the cab."

Di Wei hugged the man's head and said with a ferocious expression.

How could the subordinate dare to disobey the order? He kept nodding his head.

Then Di Wei threw the beer bottle directly on the ground and opened the hatch while driving. The strong wind rushed in instantly. He walked to the platform not wide outside the cockpit and closed the hatch.

After that, he climbed up the iron ladder to the top of the train. The howling wind made his eardrums hurt. People with weak constitutions could not even stand firmly, but it was not a problem for Di Biao.

What Di Wei expected was that the man on the roof of the car who was watching the wind had been killed, and the speed of Section 11 was faster than he thought.

Standing on the roof of the car were the two S-class infected people who had already seen it on the data sheet, as well as a small group of tall soldiers, and Sif.

Afterwards, another figure climbed up the ladder of the last carriage. With the strange eye patch, neat short hair, and that cold face, it was clearly the head of Section 11, Gray.

The train speed increased and the wind blew faster, turning the drizzle in the sky into continuous raindrops.

Di Wei looked at the group of people like this.

No one spoke, and there was a pause for several seconds.

Bang bang...

Di Wei clapped his hands lightly.

"Ms. Gray, please understand that I did not show you the highest courtesy for your visit."

"This is the first time we have met, but it will also be the last time we meet."

Di Biao's voice penetrated the rain curtain and reached the ears of the group. When he saw Sifu, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth. He was indeed at the end of his rope and had consumed too much strength in the previous struggle.

As for the members of Section 11, including Gray, they have seen this face on the information sheet countless times. Those completely bizarre, cold-blooded and vicious behaviors. It is a big deal to allow this kind of devil to live for just one more moment in this world. of sin.

"You are already on the verge of death, are you still so stubborn?"

Gray stood out among the group of people, even though she couldn't keep calm, there was a hint of hatred in her eyes.

"Too many people have died at your hands, and the black industry run by SCT has harmed so many people."

"You may think you are righteous, or you may have a senseless attitude."

"But there is no doubt that no matter what it is, you will pay a price. Everything you have done has a price tag, waiting for the day you repay it."

"And this day has arrived."

Gray pointed the pistol loaded with special ammunition at Di Biao's head and said so.

"Wow!"

"According to the laws of the alliance, no matter what heinous crime I have committed, I must first be charged and then go to court for trial. Only when the judge announces the result can corresponding punishment be taken."

"It is illegal for you to set up a private court and carry out violent executions."

Facing the gun pointed at him, Di Biao remained unmoved and talked about the laws of the alliance.

No one pays any attention to this nonsense.

because.

"Di Zhu."

"You're not even crazy, you're just a stinking animal."

“Any act of supremacy will also be judged as a supremacy.”

Gray said that and pulled the trigger.

boom!

boom!

boom!

All of them hit Di Biao's head, splattering blood and flesh, burning with strange blue flames.

His eyelids twitched.

"What you said is really hurtful."

Di Zong's face became extremely ferocious, and his vicious emerald eyes were a hundred times cold-blooded than those of snakes and scorpions.

"Indeed, the battle in the city left me nearly exhausted."

"Those people you brought are completely capable of killing me."

"but……"

Di Wei put his hand on his mouth and blew a loud whistle. The foreign convict personnel transferred with Johnny had never shown their faces until now.

Ten black figures instantly climbed onto the roof of the car, each of them a top warrior from the combat catalog.

As long as these people are killed, Luo City will be completely under control.

Di Wei laughed wildly.

"Ms. Gray..."

"You've fallen into a trap!"