Major General he doesn't want to play Beta anymore [Rebirth]

It's poisonous gas!

Crimson smoke poured in from countless air holes on the wall, without any hesitation, Wen Yu quickly took out two gas masks from his tactical bag, and put them on his and Zhou Shuyu's faces.

The smoke was released from more than a hundred holes, and it quickly became thicker. Wen Yu felt that the released mental power gradually became a little restless.

It's not a good color.

It is very similar to the ore outside.

Under the mask, Wen Yu frowned slightly.

Could it be... mental power nutrient?

No, mental power nutrients are not so strong.

My mind turned, and Wen Yu probably had a decision.

If there is a second sober person present, it will be discovered. After a while, bloodshot eyes gradually appear in the boy's eyes, and his expression is no longer the original calm.

It seems that he frowned impatiently, originally it was only counted as? His restless mental strength gradually increased, sweeping the entire laboratory over and over again.

The enemies hidden in the dark seemed to be very patient? As time passed, the smoke had filled the entire room and was still being released continuously. The air seemed to become sticky and filled with an ominous red.

The boy's eyes were also red, and he finally drew out the long knife at his waist, as if he was in urgent need of finding a way to vent his anger. However, there were only two of them, probably still sane, and the long knife slashed at the crumbling main control console, leaving behind bruises of various shades. trace.

I don’t know how long this vent-like slashing lasted. Perhaps because of exhaustion, the young man gradually became tired. Finally, it seemed that a certain critical value was reached, and the invisible and intangible spiritual power collapsed, and the young man fell to the ground. , passed out.

The small research room that was buried deep underground fell into a long silence, and the fog that was already thick to crimson tightly wrapped the two people who were unconscious.

After a long time, the brick surface in the corner was slowly scratched open, and two heavily armed men poked their heads out of it. The one in the lead came out and came to the two of them? Masks, on their foreheads? A little.

The instrument makes no sound.

That person looked carefully again? He looked at the screen of the instrument to make sure that there were no fluctuations in mental power. Then he waved his hand back, and the companion who stayed in the underground passage jumped out. The two carried it up and walked into the underground passage.

The whole process was quiet like a puppet.

Two minutes after the underground passage was closed, there was a faint "buzzing" sound coming in, and then the sound of large-scale mechanical excavation became louder and louder, until a human voice came: "Found it, here is a laboratory!"

After a while, the door of the laboratory was violently broken open, and a group of people in federal uniforms rushed in. The pink mist gradually dissipated and floated out along the wind. The young man in charge ordered : "Collect a sample."

Two people in white coats came out more and more, took out the equipment and raced against time to collect the little gas left.

Soon, the air circulated along the passage leading directly to the surface, returning to a clean and transparent color.

Ji Xiaohong endured it for a long time, waited for the two researchers to nod, and immediately rushed into this small research room.

Chi Jing took a step behind, looked around, her eyes darkened?

There was no one in the research room, and there was a pool of dark blood on the ground, sporadically sprinkled all the way, and finally blurred out some shapes on the wall.

All kinds of equipment fell to the ground. Some should have been knocked down during the collapse, and some were brought down by violence. The traces of long knives were almost all over the entire research room.

"One step late!" Ji Xiaohong punched the wall.

Chi Jing squatted down, got some blood on her fingers, put it on her nose and sniffed it: "It's not Ah Yu."

Although it had solidified, the faint breath of pheromone in the blood did not belong to the person he cared about.

Ji Xiaohong turned her head and looked at Chi Jing strangely. The person who was so out of control just now seemed extremely calm. Even in the face of such a mess, he seemed to be able to calmly analyze the hidden information.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Xiaohong told himself that he should learn from Chi Jing.

The investigators who followed behind followed slowly? Come in, record the scene, search for clues, and the medical team surrounds the pool of blood to collect samples.

"Look at these traces." Chi Jing glanced back and forth across the entire research room, and asked Ji Xiaohong, "Are there any clues?"

Although I really don't want to admit it, but if Wen Yu left any secret words, the one who knows the most will definitely be Ji Xiaohong, this is the advantage of being a young girl.

There are really too many knife marks, it seems that after a crazy vent, Chi Jing's lips are tightly pursed, and she controls herself not to think about what happened in this small room not long ago .

Wen Yu is safe for now, waiting for him.

Chi Jing told herself like this, it seems that only with such reason can he be pinned in place, and his mind has regained clarity, as if before? That flashing noise, accompanied by the nightmare-like sentence "Major General Wen is dead" Neither existed.

He seemed to be divided into two halves, one half maintained clarity and calmness on the surface, searching for information that might exist in the room, and the other half was strangled in the depths of his mind like a trapped beast, constantly urging him to hurry up, and then? .

"This!" Ji Xiaohong approached at some point, excitedly grabbed his arm, and pointed to the tallest equipment in the laboratory.

That's the master console.

"This is a sign of peace," Ji Xiaohong's voice was filled with obvious joy, and then he paused, with some hesitation: "Also...he seems to be hiding something."

Chi Jing didn't relax because of this signal.

He knew everything in an instant.

Just under what circumstances would the enemy take people away?Nothing more than two, serious injury, or coma, after all, you will lose your mobility.

Ji Xiaohong struggled to identify the direction in the large traces, circling around the main console, while Chi Jing stood behind, watching him circling with heavy eyes.

"Found it!" Ji Xiaohong picked out a chip from the corner, thought of something, ran to the front of the main console, and dragged out the host. This: "This is it!"

Chi Jing stepped forward? He took the chip and looked at it steadily. After two seconds, he put it away.

Turning his back to the door and waving his hands, the rest of the team rushed in. The young man said calmly, "Tear it down, find the exit."

When Wen Yu regained consciousness, his body was shaking.

Is it an exaggeration to say that regaining consciousness is a bit exaggerated? It's just that he has gathered his mental strength and relaxed a little bit, so that he can perceive a little bit of the surrounding situation and maintain a similar "standby" operating state.

At this time, his whole body was carried on his shoulders, and his abdomen was supported by his shoulders. The man who carried him might be from a construction site, and the sack was really bumped? Yes, even in the standby state, it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

After confirming that he had successfully deceived the person, Wen Yu slowly relaxed and collected his remaining mental power, and his mind gradually cleared up.

After realizing that the crimson mist was a psychoactive drug, he knew that the other party's purpose was not to kill them, maybe it was simply kidnapping, or maybe it was for control.

I don't know where the medicine was absorbed from, and the gas mask didn't work.

Zhou Shuyu was still in a coma. Hearing that Yu could kill himself, but he couldn't guarantee that it would be safe to take another person, so he simply followed the trend and played by ear. He was indeed tricked? It was just a performance of the three-point effect of the medicine.

Later, in order to perform the loss of strength after the mental disorder, he recovered all the mental power and closed the brain, showing the same coma state as Zhou Shuyu.

He should have some talent in acting and pretending to be weak, and Chief Xiao Chi probably has a say in this.

This time he acted much more carefully than he did in the entrance examination? So far, it seems to be considered a success.

The turbulence didn't last long, and Wen Yu was thrown on the seat like a sack? Zhou Shuyu was thrown beside him.

It was probably an aircraft, the porter and the supporting teammates gathered together? There were quite a few of them.

Wen Yu closed his eyes, pretending to be unconscious and professional.

No one speaks, the aircraft operates.

After about 10 minutes, Wen Yu heard a female voice: "There is news from the base that the Xinggang has been blocked?"

Another voice sounded, and Wen Yu sounded a little familiar. After thinking about it, it should be the "professor" who was chased by them all the way: "What did Wang say?"

king?

The first thing Wen Yu thought of was the king of the Yixiu clan. After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. He and Zhou Shuyu were just fledgling military students. ? Kidnap them by such a big detour.

Who would that be?

"There is no order." The female voice said: "The base means let us go back first."

"What about people?" the professor asked again.

"Close it first."

The professor didn't speak any more, and the aircraft fell into silence again. It should have changed direction and flew again for more than half an hour before stopping.

Before? The porter returned to his old job and carried Wen Yu on his shoulders again?

There are too many people around? Wen Yu didn't dare to release his mental power to observe, so he could only judge the direction based on his general perception. Fortunately, he has always had a good sense of direction.

The porter led them all the way down, walking around for a long time, and the surrounding was quiet.

It should be a huge research base built underground, according to Wen Yu's judgment.

Probably knowing that he and Zhou Shuyu had nothing to spare, these people didn't seem to be very prepared for them. After arriving at the place, the two were thrown together without any restraints on their bodies.

After the porter left, Wen Yu silently sketched the approximate route in his mind for a while, and then opened his eyes.

This is a small dim room, which should be specially used to keep people in. The artificial light comes in from the tall window, and it only casts an inch.

Zhou Shuyu hadn't woken up yet, and there was nothing in the room except for the sound of their breathing.

How should a mentally disturbed person wake up in such an environment?

Wen Yu pressed his head with one hand and surveyed the surrounding environment, it was difficult to judge whether there was monitoring equipment.

His acting career seems to have fallen into a new bottleneck.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Shuyu woke up and came over.

Wen Yu heard a slight noise around him, and turned his head to look over.

Zhou Shuyu seemed to be a little confused, but he was always calm. He sat up from the ground in a moment of confusion, looked around briefly, probably knew what was going on, and chuckled lightly.

Immediately after, Zhao Wenyu looked over, with a playful look on his face: "When did the medical environment in the station get so bad?"

The tense atmosphere disappeared at once, and after hearing Yu's meal, he laughed too: "Obviously, this should not be within the scope of the federal military department's complaint."

Zhou Shuyu sighed helplessly: "It's really unfortunate."

The two were thrown very close, Wen Yu didn't bother to stand up, and directly supported half of his body to rub against Zhou Shuyu, and their arms were stuck together.

"How is your condition?" Wen Yu asked, swipe his finger behind Zhou Shuyu.

The author has something to say:

I've beaten procrastination, then lost to Calvin.

Who would have thought that when I wrote [-] words at twelve o'clock, I suddenly got stuck, and then dragged my friend to chat about the plot for an hour...

For the sake of my efforts so far QAQ

Tomorrow, either write a chapter and save it, or delete the update time, it's too shameful to drag it to this point...