doomsday exile

Mars woke up from the dream.

In the nightmare, he was swallowed by boundless lava.

He tiredly got up from the bed, walked to the coffee machine, took a cup of black coffee and poured it down.

Such nightmares have appeared frequently recently, and Mars knew that this was caused by the fear in his heart.

During the day, he could preach to his subordinates about fighting for power in the last days, but in the dead of night, when no one was around, fear spread like a tide.

Myers looked at the reflection in the cabinet glass.

An old face, with drooping corners of the mouth and loose skin.

He moved the corner of his mouth, trying to show a familiar and confident smile, but his muscles were extremely stiff, and the cold sweat was still slowly oozing out from his back.

Myers muttered an obscenity, slammed his coffee cup against the opposite wall, and crouched in the expensive leather sofa.

More than a month ago, the original owner of the island died in the swimming pool outside the window.

Mars felt nothing, no fear, no joy at the bloodied corpse.

Although in the past few years, Mars has wasted the most time and energy on this guy. Apart from using the other party's power, he just wants to "take over" this well-equipped doomsday refuge island.

But safe...

Security is a joke!

There is no place on earth that can escape the doomsday catastrophe!

Mars stared at the ceiling with blank eyes.

Only then does he feel that he is "really" alive.

No self-deception, no feigned obedience, just suffocating desperation.

These eight years are like a dream, he wished that this was a long nightmare, as long as he struggled hard, he could wake up one second before death, and then found himself lying in an apartment building in Germany, an ordinary old man professor.

It's all that damn Antarctic expedition!

"Boom."

The thunder outside the window foretells the approaching storm.

Mars didn't move.

His mind was free from nightmares and drowning in negativity.

He began to think about a problem that he didn't want to think about, but had to face.

— Something may have happened to Delta.

Myers found the idea comical.

He is very aware of Delta's power.

If there were "gods" and "demons" on Earth, Delta would be that level of monster.

But when Delta went out this time, he clearly stated that he was going to Huaxia Shangdu, but he didn't come back for a week.

Delt is not alone. He took more than 50 spiritual bodies with him. If he doesn’t come back, he may have gone to investigate the situation of other volcanoes. This is very possible. Dare to ask.

And there was nothing on Earth that could hurt Delta, not even a nuclear bomb.

But Mars was keen to spot something unusual.

Since a week ago, the two spiritual bodies that Delta stayed on the island suddenly became restless, as if they heard some special voice.

Mars didn't take it seriously at first. There are many storms in summer. When encountering relatively strong storms, these mental bodies are always more effective than the weather forecast.

But the storm just came today, and the time was wrong.

Mars took out the modified computer terminal and checked the information related to Huaxia. The results he got were exactly the same as these days. Only there was a vague message inside the Bald Eagle that Huaxia suspected of attacking overseas military bases, and Shangdu said that he suffered A rare storm has devastated the city, and many have suffered frostbite from the uncharacteristically extreme weather.

Mars can invade satellites to find the information he wants, but he can't hide his traces, and he will definitely be discovered afterwards.

He was hesitating whether to do it or not.

Because there is a certain probability that the location of the island will be exposed, now is not the past, he cannot leave the place where the equipment is used immediately.

The computer terminal in Mars' hand flickered suddenly.

Mars' pupils shrank suddenly.

There is an indicator light on the computer, and when some audio that is inaudible to the human ear is captured, it will automatically record and prompt.

Mars sat stiffly, and he suddenly felt cold all over.

Then he took out a gun from under the pillow, flipped on the safety, and looked straight at the door of the room.

***

In the dark night, a group of shadows surfaced silently and landed on the island.

Tate, commander of the Federal Secret Service, was on the plane to check on the ground.

"Pulse bombs ready!"

Both Tate and the pilot wore protective helmets, as did the operatives.

What bothered Tate the most was the spider-shaped mecha from Huaxia. It was ugly and ugly, but it played an important role.

Along with the roaring thunder, the instrument suddenly received a strong sound wave.

The spider mecha rushed down.

However, Tate's plane kept climbing, away from the range of influence of this energy.

Tate complained, and couldn't help saying: "Over the years, our federal secret service action team has caught all kinds of failed biochemical experiments, such as werewolves and wolves, and even cloned dinosaurs. Now it's finally the turn of the incorporeal ones. enemy?"

What kind of devil's world is this?

The pilot chewed gum and said: "Mr. Commander, shouldn't we be glad that we are still alive and have a way to apprehend these 'troublesome objects'? At least it makes us not like the incompetent role characters in superhero movies."

"Okay! You can shut up now!"

Tate ordered in a rough voice, then picked up the communicator and shouted: "Attention everyone, our actions have been exposed, and we need to control the target as quickly as possible! Be careful of traps, watch out for booby traps, and keep in touch at any time!"

***

The moment Mars was kicked open the window of the villa, he decisively turned the gun and aimed it at his temple.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The federal secret service team was very surprised, because the information they got was that "the target is very afraid of death."

"boom!"

The bullet hit the wall.

Mars was shot in the arm at a critical moment, causing the muzzle to deviate and fall, and he failed to commit suicide.

The federal special service team rushed forward and pressed Mars firmly to the carpet.

The standard of action was terrible, and even a special person pinched Mars' cheek tightly with his hand.

This set of actions is used by them to deal with drug lords and poisons, to avoid the hard-to-caught survivors from biting the teeth of a poison, licking the collar coated with poison, or pressing the remote control of the bomb or something.

But Mars didn't have these messy things on him, just a gun.

Instead, he was thrown to the ground by these people, and almost fainted.

The wound on his arm was grabbed, and Mars grinned in pain, and then a cold feeling came from the wound.

"The DNA sample has been preserved, and the wound has stopped bleeding! Suspected target himself, take it down!"

Mars was tightly tied up, with a hood on his head. He didn't need to walk at all. These intruders were almost carrying him, like a stray dog.

After going out, the rain poured on his body, and this feeling was even more obvious.

"Ha ha……"

Mars let out a weird laugh from his throat, which sounded muffled through the hood.

He was led to the beach laughing.

Tate took a look through the binoculars and connected to the communication of the Huaxia Action Team.

"There are only two spiritual bodies on the island, and they are already surrounded. Please fire pulse bombs now!"

"Don't live?" Tate asked with a frown.

There was a pause on the communication channel, and then it was replaced by a man's magnetic voice: "Sorry, Commander Tate, these spirit bodies are not human, and we cannot communicate with each other."

Although these spiritual bodies are also very precious, for safety reasons, Yanjing issued an order to destroy all the spiritual bodies encountered by the Delta organization.

"Lin Hai?" Tate remembered the other party's name. The pronunciation of Chinese people's names was weird and awkward. He didn't know what kind of high-tech the spider's mech was. Anyway, he wanted to arrest all suspicious "creatures" according to the procedure. .

"The instrument value shows that you have surrounded the enemy, and the enemy's energy value is constantly decreasing. At this time, you should be able to try to capture it alive."

"No, the mental body is very dangerous." Lin Hai warned.

Tate couldn't tell that the person with this tone was also a spiritual body.

He also wanted to say that the instrument had already shown that the Huaxia plane had fired pulse bombs.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. Dear Commander, do you need me to remind you that if our sniper hadn't fired in time, Mars might have died?"

The channel switched to the captain of the action team sent by Yanjing.

Tate was very angry, and remembered the last time he was in the factory area of ​​the federal headquarters. After running around, the Huaxia people only left him a cage with werewolves and a few corpses, which caused him to be ridiculed by his colleagues when he went back. G.

"Our side, as well as the order of Chairman Shinsaco, is to capture Mars alive and find some 'special items'. We will decide on our own if we encounter a dangerous situation, and I officially inform you that those spiritual bodies without bodies are not human beings. They will not hesitate to kill humans or create greater disasters. They are not the werewolves or dinosaurs that you caught before Mr. Tate, and neither the tranquilizer bomb nor the cage will work!"

"Damn it, that's enough!"

Tate was very annoyed, but he knew the seriousness and did not choose to continue the dispute.

Everyone is searching the villa, searching the basement.

"Commander, we killed three gangsters in total, captured four alive, and found a chef and two young women. They pointed out that Mars and other thugs went to the island and killed the original owner of the island."

"Do they have identification records?"

"Yes, we found it."

"Take them back together!"

The order Tate received was that the operation should not leak the news, nor would any insider on the island be let go.

"Commander, no suspicious items were found!"

"Seal up all Mars's personal belongings, especially electronic products, and keep the rest as they are!"

Tate contacted Huaxia's operations team leader, who immediately agreed to this method.

Their plane has limited space, and it is impossible to remove the entire island. They can only take away people and important items, and leave the rest to follow-up personnel.

At this moment, the Earth Federation and Huaxia have the same idea. The Bald Eagle government must not find out that there is a problem here, and then they will rush over directly and get entangled.

Even the American in the Federal Secret Service, the pilot who flew Tate's plane, thought so.

After all, the government that has taken over the mess now doesn't understand anything, and negotiating with them is particularly troublesome.