Chapter 1192 Restoring Freedom

"Is the sample residue detected?"

"No, sir. We have confirmed that all the blood has evaporated without any residue."

"Damn it, give me the latest test report. Also, send another group of people to collect blood samples from the test subjects. Be careful this time, Noben, and give me an analysis report of the air in the base, and hope there will be no contamination. event."

The experiment center was in chaos. After discovering that Allen's blood had disappeared for no reason, all the staff, including Josh, got busy, and the workload seemed to have increased by more than ten times. Josh didn't have time to sit down until then, and the female assistant brought him a cup of coffee knowingly. The supervisor drank his coffee while looking at the latest test report on Alan's blood on the tablet brain.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Sir, you have to come and see for yourself."

"What's the matter!" Josh almost wanted to throw the coffee out, there were so many troubles today. He finally put the cup down and walked over with the tablet in his pocket. But when he saw a screen picture pointed by the staff, the tablet in Josh's hand fell to the ground. He threw himself to the edge of the screen, a drop of cold sweat slid from his forehead: "Quickly, tell General Fendi quickly, there is an abnormality in the experimental subject!"

His assistant next to him said tightly: "General Fendi is going to suppress the invaders, I'm afraid he won't return to us."

"At such a time"

"Sir, the readings of the source force interference meter are rising, and will soon reach the critical point!" A person said nervously.

Josh opened his mouth wide and shouted: "Is he crazy? The more intense the source force movement, the stronger the current released by the jammer. That will cause inevitable damage to his brain, and he will die!"

"What to do, sir? Are you going to turn off the jammer?"

"Idiot!" Josh roared: "Turn off the jammer, and he can freely mobilize the source power. I've seen his battle evaluation, and the two heavy presses can't imprison the experimental subject!"

"What now?"

Josh grabbed a handful of hair and shouted: "Quickly, send a group of guards there first, and let them use all means to stop the experimental subject's actions!"

The order was issued quickly, but Josh couldn't let go. He looked at the screen. On the screen, Allen was opening his mouth to shout angrily. His skin was flushed all over, and hot smoke was constantly wafting from him. The jammer helmet on Allen's head is flying sparks. Since it was developed and used until now, this jammer has increased its power to the maximum critical value for the first time.

"It's just crazy.

"Josh looked at the distorted face in the picture and whispered.

Allen growled.

The extremely penetrating roar resounded endlessly throughout the room, the blood vessels in his whole body were throbbing, and the blood was flowing at a speed several times or even faster than normal. This made his whole body flushed, and the heat emitted continuously urged the moisture in the air, making it into hot smoke that rose continuously. Allen's eyes have lost focus, and even his will will collapse first. The electric current from the jammer was excruciating, but he showed no signs of stopping. Even though the eyes and nostrils had begun to bleed, Allen still exercised the source of force in his body, trying to break through the confinement.

At this time, a team of guards came in, and seeing this situation, the captain made a gesture. Several people took out long rubber sticks, rushed over and slapped Allen violently. But the pain they inflicted on Allen was far inferior to the stimulation of the jammer, and Allen subconsciously ignored it. After pumping more than a dozen sticks, the soldiers were sweating profusely. They looked at each other, quite at a loss.

At this moment, the helmet of the interferometer suddenly made a series of light sounds, and several electrode needles popped out. A strong electric current climbed and spread along the cables on the helmet, and finally sank into the working parts behind. This group of working parts immediately burst into flames, and the circuit group inside immediately short-circuited and stopped working. The lighting in the entire room flickered continuously, which was the interference phenomenon caused by the impact of strong current. While the lights were flickering, Allen finally stopped. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell into a coma, with his eyes closed and his head dropped to his chest.

The captain of the guard looked at it, and said to a team member next to him: "Go and check the working unit to see if the jammer is normal. If there is no abnormality, why do you restart it? Go quickly." The captain saw him staring up at the top , and followed his line of sight, and was stunned for a moment. At some point above Allen's head, a flame appeared. The scarlet flame was really only the size of a fist, but it continued to expand, and after a while, the diameter had exceeded one meter. At this moment, something protruded from the fireball, and the flames danced, dazzled the guard's eyes.

They stepped back a little subconsciously, only to see clearly that it was an arm wrapped around the rock formation. This arm sticks out the fireball and sweeps across. The captain and another team member reacted quickly and bent down in time, but the others were not so lucky, they were swept away and flew around. Hit the wall, or hit some machines, and can't get up for a while.

"Back, back!" the captain yelled, pulling the rest of the guards back. He looked up and saw that the fireball had turned into a pillar of fire, and a figure walked out of the pillar of fire. It was a werewolf, covered in rock formations. Flames flickered in the crevices of those rocks, and fluffy sparks spewed out from time to time. There is a strange one-eye on the werewolf's chest. This huge eyeball looks like an independent entity, and it is turning quickly to scan the surroundings.

"What the hell is this?" the guard yelled.

The captain yelled, "Whatever it is, shoot! Fire!" He threw away the long rubber stick and switched to level fire with the fel rifle.

Yuanli bullets pierced through the air, and the werewolf just raised his arms to block the attack. Then he rushed forward, kicked out his thigh, and the company captain and the last guard were kicked away. When they hit the wall and fell, they were already unconscious.

"Sargeras" At this moment, Allen raised his head again, with flames burning in his eyes: "Tear down these two damn machines!"

The werewolf growled, turned and walked away. Holding the heavy press machine on both sides with both hands, the gaps in the werewolf's body burst into flames, and the surface of the machine immediately glowed red where it was held by both hands. The metal was melted by the high temperature, and the heat was quickly conducted, causing the components inside to stop working one after another. The heavy press machine began to emit blue smoke, and after a while, there were a few slight explosions inside, and the machine stopped working.

Allen roared, and with the fierce sky fire in his hands, he pulled out from the components of the machine. After 48 hours in captivity, he was free again.

Seeing this scene on the screen, Josh took a few steps back and murmured, "We should go, damn it, everything is out of control."

He then yelled: "Quick, take everything you can take away, remember to back up your files, we must evacuate!"

In the room, Allen took off his helmet and threw it heavily on the ground. The Balrog stepped on it, turning the jammer into a pile of subway juice. Allen took a deep breath, the past two days were like a nightmare, Allen will not forget the man who put the nightmare on him, Fendi!

Allen examined himself, and there were countless wounds on his body. These were the souvenirs left to him by Fendi. However, most of these wounds have healed, and the rest are nothing to worry about. On the contrary, the trauma caused by the jammer was more traumatic. Now Allen still feels a splitting headache, but it is much easier than the previous pain. He squinted his eyes, and after a little thought, he made a decision.

Although he wished to tear Fendi to pieces now, he also knew that a federal general was not a soft persimmon to be handled casually. At least, he can't do much with his bare hands. So he needs weapons, whether it's the Red King or the Devil's Praise, he has to get his own equipment again. Allen began to sense, and he radiated the source power, using this place as the origin to search for the base. It didn't take long before he sensed where the demon's salute was. This source device has been with him for a not short period of time, and an invisible connection has been established between the two.

After determining the position, Allen took off a soldier's uniform and put it on. At this time, the Balrog had easily opened the door. Allen strode out of the room, and several guards at the other end of the corridor rushed over, and gunshots rang out in the corridor.

Leo Tan moved restlessly.

He is the guard of the base warehouse and has served five years in this underground prison. Five years is not long, but it is not short either. But it has never been as full of crisis as this moment. There have been criminals trying to escape from the prison before, or outsiders trying to break in. But they were all suppressed extremely quickly by the prison guards, and the longest time it took was less than ten minutes. However, this time, 20 minutes have passed since the ground defenders were attacked, and the battle seems to be still going on and getting more and more intense.

Riotan could hear gunfire in the distance through the base's ubiquitous exhaust ducts. What's terrible is that the voice is getting closer and closer, and it seems to be moving in this direction. This made Riotan a little nervous. If it wasn't for the base system, he would have wanted to smoke a cigarette a long time ago, which would help him relieve his tension.

"Hey, buddy. I said don't shake it. My eyes are almost dizzy." A young soldier gestured to his own eyes and said that this group of recruits had only been in prison for less than half a year. But not enough respect. In the past six months, the friction between recruits and veterans has never been less.

In normal times, Leo Tan would not mind teaching this kid a lesson, to teach him what respect is. But now he is not in the mood, and an unknown sense of crisis lingers in his heart. As if something big was about to happen, at this moment, the recruit stiffly raised his finger and pointed to the end of the passage as if he saw something. Leo Tan looked, except that the lights in the passageway were brighter, he didn't see anything unusual.

He unbuttoned his collar, and he didn't know whether the air conditioner was broken or he was too nervous, and Riotan felt a stuffy feeling. Then at last he saw something, a long shadow cast on the wall at the corner of the passage. As the shadow continued to expand, it seemed that something was approaching here. Riotan shouted, "Who is it?"

No one answered.

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