[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

After a while, all the fire alarms in the nursing home were artificially operated by a wicked and smoke-free team, screaming at the same time, mixed with panic voices: "It's on fire, help, everyone run! "

The shouting was a little exaggerated, but no one questioned the authenticity of the content at the moment. It was really difficult for individual reason to be effective under the panic of the group, and people rushed to the fire exit in a hurry.

It is absolutely impossible to run down, once you get out of the gate, you will be hit in the heart by ruthless bullets, and you can only run up.He rushed to the rooftop without stopping, and found a green helicopter parked on the rooftop like a savior!The thirst for life forces this group of desperate celebrities to join the ranks of snatching the helicopter regardless.

The weak helicopter encountered an unprecedented overload crisis, and finally it couldn't bear it anymore, and after firing a warning shot, it brutally rose into the air.

A soldier wearing goggles and holding a sniper rifle poked his head out of the hatch with an anxious expression on his face. He was obviously waiting for someone.

But the people who were waiting didn't come. Instead, a large group of locusts rushed up, disrupting their plans.

"Go away, get out of here!"

"Take us with you, please!"

"Everyone is human, how can you refuse to save yourself?"

The soldier sneered, and glanced down at those begging faces, disgust flashed in his eyes. Amidst the buzzing noise of the propellers, he picked up the walkie-talkie indifferently: "I have a little trouble here, the roof is in a mess now, the helicopter Can't stop for too long, have you found the Marshal?"

"I found it." The companion's reply came from the headset immediately, "But something went wrong temporarily, the marshal..."

The soldiers didn't catch the rest of the sentence, because the formerly upper-class people below were throwing everything they could pick up at the helicopter, throwing away their face and elegance.

A piece of broken glass scraped the soldier's face, and he cursed a dirty word, spat down, and raised the helicopter a little higher.

"Marshal, we have to hurry up." A soldier participating in the rescue urged nervously.

Leng Yuan remained unmoved, leaning on crutches, and sprinted in the direction completely opposite to the original planned route.

"Marshal! The longer you stay, the more dangerous you will be!"

Leng Yuan made a gesture of calm down.

Surrounded by six experienced rescuers, the moment they turned the corner, the guns in their hands had already knocked down several enemies in front of them who had no time to react.

Going unimpeded all the way down to the seventh floor, passing through glass-separated laboratories one after another, under the staring eyes of academics, a group of people came to the end of the corridor.

"B3 found the target person. Leng Yuan is on the seventh floor! There are six armed personnel accompanying him!"

The latest development suddenly came from the headset.

Zhou Qi, who was fanning the flames on the rooftop, immediately put down the temporary work in his hand.He was right, another group of uninvited guests tonight had the same goal as them.

"Stop him." Zhou Qi said, "In addition, the assault group A went down to support the group of 'compatriots' who were beaten to the ground. Anyway, we are in the same boat tonight."

Delta members: Make it sound like it wasn't you who just blocked their helicopter landing.

That damned bulletproof metal door couldn't be broken no matter what.

"Marshal, Cao Chongye's foreign aid has arrived, we should go." The young soldier with a pale face was already trembling with anxiety.

"Trust me." Leng Jin said firmly, "We are not saving ordinary people. With him, the revolutionary cause will be even more powerful. The opportunity is once in a lifetime, and we must take him with us tonight. So now, you just need to think about how to open this door." Just the door."

"But, but...password plus fingerprint..." The little soldier was covered in cold sweat, and his face turned even paler.

They only know how to fight, and they can't do this kind of spy work.

At this time, an unfamiliar low voice interspersed into the conversation.

"Hey, I think you guys need help."

When the first word was spoken, the six submachine guns aimed at this bold madman who didn't know when to approach.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the visitor coldly.

"Wowowo, don't be nervous, if any of you accidentally shake your hands and catch fire, you will definitely not be able to take the distinguished guests in the room with you."

The visitor was tall and tall, wearing a slightly short black suit with his wrists and ankles exposed, his half-length hair was brushed up indiscriminately, revealing a pair of playful eyes.He lazily raised his hands, followed by two companions who were also unable to lift up. One of them was wearing a white sterile suit and had a western face.

Two seconds later, Leng Yuan put on a polite smile: "Can this brother help us?"

The man put down his hands, and also smiled sincerely: "That depends on how much sincerity Marshal Leng has for cooperation."

"Well……"

Leng Jin pondered, the six guns adjusted their muzzles subtly, and at the same time aimed at the eyebrows of the man who dared to negotiate terms under such circumstances.

Zhou Qi's broken eyebrow raised: "It seems that the people in the room are not as important as what you just said, Marshal."

"Young man, what kind of sincerity do you want me to show?" Leng Jin spread out his trembling old hand, "As you can see, I'm just a penniless old man."

"But you have a head that hides many secrets."

Zhou Qi's loose eyes were as sharp as a knife: "After the matter is finished, I will ask you a few questions, and you promise to answer truthfully."

The dentures in Leng Jin's mouth creaked, and after a while, he asked, "A few questions?"

Zhou Qi: "Five."

"two."

"Three."

Let me just ask, how many people in the world can face six guns that are threatening to be threatened by tigers, and they are still committed to bargaining.

Staring at the arrogant young man coldly, he suddenly let out a hearty laugh: "Okay, three will be three, you open the door first."

There was a brisk expression on the other party's face, but then he frowned again: "What if I open the door and you play tricks?"

Leng Yuan was a little unhappy at the moment: "Go out and inquire about it, I'm Leng Yuan as promised."

"Out of this door, don't say you are indifferent, even if you are the Jade Emperor, you can't meet and talk, how can you answer my question?" Zhou Qi crossed his arms and leaned against the wall lazily.

"Oh. You are asking for a token." Leng Yuan suddenly realized.

"The marshal is a sensible man."

Leng Jin thought for a while, took out a bright yellow hair tie from the lining of his jacket, hesitated for a moment, and handed it over: "After you go out, just take this thing to the Southwest Self-Defense Force Command Center and look for me."

"Southwest Self-Defense Force..." Zhou Qi reached out to take the fragile-looking silk hairband, guessing the owner of the hairband in his heart, he pulled it, but didn't pull it.

Holding the other end of the hair tie coldly, he warned in a cold voice: "This hair tie is very important to me, you must keep it properly. If it scratches a little bit, I will take your head as an apology."

"Don't dare." Zhou Qi smirked and touched his cold neck, and gestured to Fan Si who was standing by his side with his eyes.

The man in the sterile suit took out a square box from the top pocket of his coat, carefully took out a transparent film from the box, put it on his thumb, and then pressed the fingerprint lock, and at the same time entered his previous password on the password disk. The six-digit passcode that can be seen.

With a buzz, the door opened.

Leng Yuan nodded in satisfaction, Zhou Qi smiled and made a gesture to invite him in.

Six armed men left behind four gatekeepers, and the two hurriedly followed Leng Yuan into the room. When they came out, one of them, a young boy with a very pale face, came out with the mysterious guest on his back.

The man was covered from head to toe with a blanket, like an old collection that is priceless but not easy to see.

Zhou Qi couldn't help being very interested in this person who could make Leng Jin retreat happily, and asked shyly, "I wonder if this is...?"

"What nonsense?" Leng Jin rolled his eyes at him old-fashionedly, "Have I asked you what your identity is so far?"

Zhou Qi: "..."

The goal is achieved, and the two teams plan to part ways.

Suddenly there was a loud bang above the head, shaking the whole building.The other person held down the headset, his face changed, and he leaned over and said something in Leng Jin's ear.

Leng Jin's slack face trembled, and he murmured, "It came so fast."

At the same time, a succinct flash report from Delta B team came from Zhou Qi's radio: "Three fighter planes came from the east, the helicopter crashed, and the rooftop was lost."

Immediately afterwards, it was the assault group A: "The enemy's reinforcements have arrived, and there is a hard fight outside the gate. The firepower is too strong, and we have to retreat to the building!"

There was a few seconds of silence in the corridor.

Zhou Qi and Leng Yuan issued an order almost at the same time: "Everyone retreat!"

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, and Zhou Qi twitched the corner of his mouth: "The helicopter crashed, and your retreat route is basically blocked, how do you retreat?"

Leng Jin looked solemn, and asked the trembling child next to him: "Is there a plan B?"

The child wiped his sweat with his hands free: "Yes, yes, yes."

"what?"

"Breakout through the back door."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi actually didn't want to hit them, but because of his three questions, he had to kindly remind him: "Do you think Cao Chongye will specially leave a back door for you?"

The child was startled, his face turned pale into a zombie, and he almost couldn't catch the person on his back.

Zhou Qi sighed and waved: "Come with me."

After speaking, he turned around and buried his head, and left.Leng Yuan was suspicious, but he was trapped in a tight siege, full of dangers, and he couldn't help thinking about Zhou Xiang, so he could only bite the bullet and keep up.

After the retreat command was issued, the large area stopped immediately, and everyone turned to the chase.

Zhou Qi and his team went down to the parking lot on the first floor of the sanatorium non-stop, where they fought head-on with a well-equipped 12-man team of the enemy.

It was a stormy shooting first.

During the reloading interval, Zhou Qi took a cold look at the seven of them, no, plus the unconscious one on the child's back, there were eight of them in total.Their formation was very conservative, and the other five were almost using their bodies to provide tight protection for Leng Yuan and the sleeping man.

"Clang clang clang..."

The bullets shot through small holes in the car body.

Fan Si is good at being an undercover agent, but his marksmanship is ordinary, so Zhou Qi can only fight with him and B3.

The high-fire confrontation lasted for a while, six people were killed on the opposite side, and two were also down on the Lengyuan side. The ammunition was insufficient, and they entered the cautious one-shot and run stage.

Zhou Qi ambushed a man who couldn't hold back his probe, and then ran quickly to change cover. A row of bullets hit the ground against his feet, splashing out a long stream of smoke and dust.

Targets moving at high speed in a complex battle situation are relatively safe. Those who think they have found an excellent cover and stay still often end up not knowing how to die.

With his back pressed against the load-bearing pillar, Zhou Qi was panting violently. Out of the corner of his eye, the child gently placed the person on his back beside Leng Jin, and raised his gun to support his two brothers who were besieged.

And in a blind spot where he couldn't see it, a submachine gun was looking for the most suitable shooting angle.

In the scope, he held a submachine gun coldly and looked at it under his eyelids.

The stainless steel reflected the cold light, and the fingertips slowly rubbed the barrel of the gun. This octogenarian was inappropriately thinking about his military career in the hail of bullets.

He hadn't been to the front line for a long time, and he hadn't smelled blood and gunpowder smoke for a long time.

He is old and dim-sighted, and often cannot distinguish between enemies and friends.

As if it was too much effort, Leng Jin slowly lowered his hand and stuffed the heavy gun into another limp hand.

"It's better for you to come." He stared straight ahead with drowsy eyes and spoke to the air, "You are free now."

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.Zhou Qi was also aiming at the gray steel helmet wriggling in his field of vision.

The other party is obviously a veteran with rich experience in actual combat, and he is used to concealing his vitals, and he is impeccable.Beads of sweat oozed from the corner of Zhou Qi's forehead, and he had to strike first before the opponent shot the first bullet towards Leng Jin.

The angle was not good and the distance was too far. Zhou Qi slowly changed his position and approached the gray helmet.

One step, two steps, three steps, the other party noticed it!

As soon as the muzzle of the submachine gun was turned, it immediately swept a row of smoking craters on the pillar where he was hiding.

Zhou Qi turned around quickly and put the back of his head against the wall. A second later, the bullet would have pierced his eye socket.

Cursing in a low voice, "Fuck your ancestors", Zhou Qi took off his suit jacket that didn't fit his size, and threw it out with his hands.

The opponent's nerves are also highly tense, and whenever there is a moving object in the field of vision, regardless of whether it is living or dead, they will shoot randomly.

Taking advantage of the jacket briefly attracting firepower, Zhou Qi turned around and ran quickly, and went directly behind the opponent.

It was a bold move, since he was in an open field without any decent cover and could be targeted by another person at any moment.So he has to finish with one shot before the opponent reacts.Then snatch the opponent's hidden point.

Bang bang bang!

The suit jacket was thrown high, shot into a sieve and landed slowly.

During this process, three gunshots sounded at the same time, and the three bullets were shot from different directions, with three different destinations.

A bullet pierced the gray steel helmet.

A bullet grazed Zhou Qi's shoulder.

The last bullet sank between the eyebrows of the ambusher behind Zhou Qi.

A certain unlucky titmouse was hunted down by a more skilled titmouse.

Zhou Qi covered the scars on his shoulders from the shrapnel. Amidst the rapid heartbeat, he turned his head to look in the direction of the bullet that saved his life.

If he read it correctly, it was Leng Jin's cover position.

Is it the indifference of the sword?

No, it's not.

Zhou Qi narrowed his eyes, and he saw the hand holding the gun slowly withdraw.

It was a young, slender, graceful hand with a dark yellow callus on the tiger's mouth.

Suddenly, a powerful sense of abstract familiarity penetrated the soul, shook the mind, and pinned him alive in place.

"Boss!" B3 yelled, "Don't be dazed!"

Zhou Qi frowned, subconsciously loaded and loaded the gun, and the mechanical movements were as skillful and coherent as eating and drinking.He rolled on the spot, avoiding the dark guns that followed, and got up on the ground to reach the hidden point of the target.

The heart was still throbbing in his chest, just like the sound of gunshots in and out of the building.

It was the hand that he had played with and looked at countless times.A voice that has been suppressed emerged from the bottom of Zhou Qi's heart.He couldn't even tell by what particular detail he recognized it, but he just knew it.It was the man's hand.Yes, yes, he was sure.Even if it's just a glimpse.The man is back, and he's alive!

Intermittent thoughts jumping back and forth illogically between hyperactive brain cells.

There are only two enemies left who are still fighting.

Leng Jinfang suffered heavy losses, and Zhou Qi and his subordinates were responsible for mopping up.

When the gunshots stopped and the entire underground parking lot returned to calm, Zhou Qi came to Leng Jin with a gun in his hand and his leather boots.

"Thank you."

Leng Yuan leaned against the wall and stood up, ordering the kid before him to come and carry him as usual.

Zhou Qiju looked down at him condescendingly, and reached out his hand to stop the panting young soldier rushing over.

"Marshal, can you show me this mysterious man wrapped like a rice dumpling?" Zhou Qiti's request was almost rude.

The drooping eyelids immediately became smooth: "Do we have an obligation to cooperate with your inspection?"

"He." Zhou Qi shook his Adam's apple, pointing at the mysterious man who seemed to have fallen into a coma and remained motionless again, "Maybe he is an acquaintance of mine."

Leng Jin snorted through his nose and said decisively, "Impossible."

"Impossible, it's not up to the Marshal."

Zhou Qi pressed on every step, and the two soldiers who were still immersed in the aftertaste of the gun battle were a little confused for a while.

Why did they suddenly turn their backs when they were still fighting side by side?

"you……!"

Seeing Zhou Qi's hand reaching for the thin blanket, he tried to stop him coldly.

Zhou Qi restrained his strength, grabbed Leng Jin's shoulders, turned him in a circle, and pushed him directly onto the child's body. Another soldier who hadn't recovered yet was held to the temple by Vance with a gun.

"Brush!" Zhou Qi tore off the white blanket.

The ghost who thought about it day and night just returned to the underworld.

His fingertips trembled violently, his pupils constricted, and the blanket fell to the ground without a sound.