Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

It stands to reason that ghosts should not have minds and preferences, but when Miss Sick received the order to use the Banshee's Wail, her enthusiasm was completely different from asking her to use the shadow gun to destroy the enemy. She used a unique swaying posture, and the squirming under the bandage was more and faster, and her slightly trembling hands seemed to betray her heart.

"You feel different?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

Silence answered him. It should be silence, it can only be silence, but Zhuang Xuteng always has a desire not to be silent. He shook his head and pressed his fingers on his temples to cut off these unhelpful thoughts. He felt that he might be affected by a low mana state, similar to physical fatigue, but it would have the opposite effect of "empty head".

"Get ready for action." Zhuang Xuteng cheered up, nodded to the sick lady, and asked her to start swinging. A few seconds later, the patient lady used the flash to pass through the wall and enter the duty lounge. She burrowed into the sleeping man's body and began to gather the resentment on him.

A member of the Canghuo Gang, who had already put on his work clothes and was watching a card game while staring at the clock on the wall, felt something flash past the corner of his eye. He was stunned for a moment and patted the person next to him: "Do you feel anything is wrong?"

"Asshole, of course something is wrong, I've lost six games in a row!" The man snorted hard, smashed the cards on the table, and said, "If I didn't know that your skills are actually terrible, I would have suspected someone was cheating! If we don't fight, I can't win this one. Bastard, go out for some air and change."

"It's not playing cards, but... I feel like something has come in, something cold and cold..."

At this moment, the member of the Canghuo Gang who was sleeping on the bed suddenly sat up straight as if he was electrocuted, startling everyone in the room. Immediately afterwards, Miss Sick emerged from his chest, suspended in mid-air, her terrifying insect-shaped mouth suddenly opened the bandage, and let out a banshee howl.

Resentment erupted in the room, eroding and destroying everyone's nerves and spirit. Most people bleed from the corners of their eyes and fell down straight up dead. There were four gangsters who were in good physical condition and could withstand the howl of the banshee without dying immediately. But just as they were struggling to sound the alarm and call for rescue, Zhuang Xuteng opened the door and walked in with an armor-piercing hammer.

One hammer for one, two hammers for two. The guy who was killed by the Banshee's Howl had no resentment, but the guy who was crushed to death by the hammer was full of resentment, which was just enough to replenish the wave. Fortunately, Zhuang Xuteng came in in time. One of the gangsters had already pulled out a gun and turned on the safety. All he had to do was pull and hook his fingers, and the gunshot would break the silence of the night.

The "ping" armor-breaking hammer gave him a head start, allowing him to immediately understand the ultimate meaning of life: no one has ever died since ancient times. At this time, the sick lady had completed the search of the duty room, confirmed that everyone was dead, and immediately attached herself to Zhuang Xuteng. Zhuang Xuteng knew that her stability had dropped significantly, so he transferred his resentment to her so that he could continue to act.

"The rat's nest is done." Zhuang Xuteng informed the two sisters of the good news through an encrypted channel. "How's the progress on your end?"

"The dove has occupied the magpie's nest and is causing trouble."

After encrypted communication, the sound restoration is not high, but the mischievous energy of the rock bird can still be heard. It seems that the two of them have arrived at the control room on the underground floor and have begun to take over the entire manor's system. Very good, the operation has gone well so far, and the overall progress is almost half completed.

After the guys in the duty lounge were dealt with, the enemy's defense force could be said to have collapsed, but there were still three or four people left before they could be completely cleared. As one of the three elders of the Canghuo Gang, Rosa Miles has good fighting ability, and she is always accompanied by several loyal bodyguards. In terms of fighting ability alone, she is also at a high level among the gang.

They do not participate in patrols or stand guard, focusing only on keeping Rosa herself safe while they live upstairs.

"The broadcast channel is on walkie-talkie 33, with a duration of twenty-two minutes and a loop." Nightingale's tone was relatively calm and calm. She added: "The volume is directly turned to the maximum. It has been preset and adjusted."

Zhuang Xuteng expressed that he had received it, and then found the walkie-talkie they used from the desk in the duty room, adjusted it to channel 33, in external playback mode, and turned the volume to the maximum. With a very subtle "beep", the walkie-talkie began to play the sounds of noisy conversations, card playing, and snoring. These sounds were material collected within two hours before the operation, and a total of twenty-two minutes were found that could be used.

With so many people killed, the house will seem too quiet, which can also cause alarm. You should know that most hearing enhancement implants can be set in alert mode. Sudden noise will definitely wake people up. Excessive silence and sudden changes in the type of background sound will also trigger the wake-up function of the hearing implant.

They did a lot of details within their capabilities, including continuing to maintain internal communications, pretending to be normal inspections and inquiries, etc. Their internal staff's walkie-talkies all have monitoring mode, which means they can listen silently after entering the corresponding channel. Whether to enter this mode can only be seen on the walkie-talkie side. All they can do is continue to provide "programs" to each channel to prevent anyone from being idle and eavesdropping on other people's chats.

However, such a "program" can only be played repeatedly, and it cannot match the rotation of security personnel, so sooner or later the secret will be exposed. Zhuang Xuteng must strengthen his stealth before that "sooner or later" arrives, and cannot be seen by (living) people. He took four pistols and two shotguns from the duty room, checked the bullets and took them all with him.

After all, they came in sneakily, so they didn't bring enough weapons and equipment. But how much is too little and how much is too much? According to surveillance and Wraith Jelly's search, there are twelve people left in the house. Among them are four servants, three chefs, and one may be an accountant, lawyer, or consultant. Zhuang Xuteng's main target is the other four.

But don’t those eight people care? Zhuang Xuteng would not make such a serious mistake. Even though they only have a very weak response from the shadow energy, and are certainly not implant-enhanced combatants, they can still summon a large group of people with just one phone call, and they still pose a threat to the entire mission. Besides, even without making a phone call, ordinary people can now shoot with firearms. Isn’t that a threat?

It's hard to be a good person when you work in a gang leader's fortress. Zhuang Xuteng is also not a good person. To put it bluntly, the relationship between them is one of black and white.

Although there is no distinction between black and white in this world, Zhuang Xuteng at least knows how to show mercy. For ordinary people who have not been strengthened, he chooses to knock them out and tie them up. Since the number of implants in these people is small and the side effects accumulated in the body are also very low, even the sick lady is not very interested in taking away their lives. This ghost followed Zhuang Xuteng very quietly along the way, without any movements that might be expressions of emotion.

Three of the four servants were knocked unconscious in their sleep. The fourth was tidying up the house, working quietly so as not to wake the "master" upstairs. Thanks to him for taking such good care of him, Zhuang Xuteng sneaked over even more quietly, knocked him unconscious and gently placed him on the ground, gagging him, constricting his hands, and binding his feet. I have to say, the strapping is very easy to use, has excellent results and saves time.

Two chefs were preparing ingredients for breakfast - after each was knocked unconscious with a palm, they had nothing to eat before lunch. According to the observations from the past few days, another group of chefs will come over to change shifts around seven in the morning. They will bring a day's worth of new ingredients to take charge of the day's work. Cooking for so many people in the house is hard work and requires large quantities of various ready-made foods. Moreover, the natural ingredients given to Rosa Myers also need to be picked up on a daily basis. Only the freshest ingredients can highlight the identity of the eater.

Zhuang Xuteng turned off the fire on the stove and looked at the inventory in the kitchen. They are all the leftovers from last night. If the staff on duty is hungry, they can heat them up and eat whatever they want, so there is no need to pay attention to the presentation. Breakfast for the important people has not yet started. After considering it comprehensively, Zhuang Xuteng decided to take some nutritional ointment to fill his stomach with safety first.

The intake of sugar and fat invigorated Zhuang Xuteng's body, and the final battle was about to begin. Nightingale and Rock Bird reported the latest surveillance situation to him and assisted him in formulating a battle plan. Zhuang Xuteng used sneaking to go upstairs and slowly approached the rooms of several senior bodyguards, while the sick lady stayed downstairs, directly under the attack target, and flashed through the floor to rush in.

One person and one ghost communicate and coordinate through the tentacles of the wraith. After receiving the order, the sick lady began to shake her body. She flashed into the room where the bodyguard was sleeping, immediately found the sleeping target, got in, and activated the bone spear technique at the same time.

The bodyguard was equipped with a health-monitoring implant. The sudden surge of resentment was considered a side effect of the implant, and it immediately issued a warning - stimulating the bodyguard's auditory nerve. The bodyguard not only felt the sudden sound of thunder in his ears, but also felt that he was weightless and falling. Of course, he woke up immediately from his dream. He opened his eyes and was staring at the ceiling in a daze, trying to figure out what was going on, when the sick lady shot inside him.

In an instant, he clearly felt death coming, his eyes randomly rolled up, his vision disappeared, and he passed away in the numb infinite darkness. The implant in his body tried to save him and injected him with a large amount of drugs, but this only made the body twitch for a while and made the scene more chaotic, and it did not save lives.

Through the door, Zhuang Xuteng knew the bodyguard's reaction clearly and comprehensively. The more comprehensive and powerful the opponent's implant is, the lower the chance of Miss Sick's success. Ghost, or to be precise, Ghost Banshee, is great for clearing areas and assassinating gangsters, but it’s best not to rely on her for things like attacking fortresses.

"Next!" Zhuang Xuteng ordered the sick lady to fly out, restart the flash state, and go next door to find another bodyguard. At this time, Nightingale sent a message from the encrypted channel: "Situation 7, sudden incident."

During this mission, Emergency 7 representative Rosa Miles sensed danger and took action. Isn't she sleeping? How did you notice it? Zhuang Xuteng said "details" while changing his stealth direction. When Rosa Miles is able to move, she is a priority target, and Zhuang Xuteng must deal with it immediately. As for her bodyguard, as long as there is no other action, he will be handed over to the sick lady first.

Rosa Myers woke up to a communications alert and took a few seconds to figure out where the rare alert was coming from. She is very knowledgeable about security and defense. She often says that her bodyguard is the last wall to protect safety, and she implements this concept to the end. She installed positioning and communication implants on her personal bodyguards, so that if the bodyguard died, she would be alerted immediately.

The alarm meant the enemy had broken into the final safe zone, but a question popped into Rosa Myers' mind: Is this possible? She listened, and her enhanced hearing told her that cards were still being played downstairs, soup was being cooked in the kitchen, and the searchlight outside the window was still working. She picked up the walkie-talkie and adjusted the channel. The person inside was calling names and reporting back. When she heard a familiar voice, she interrupted and said, "Magilo, are you okay outside?"

Nightingale and Rockbird immediately searched for it from the material library. They spent a lot of time collecting intelligence, including hundreds of hours of call records. If the name of the call target appears in it, it is high-value information and will be collected separately. In order to confuse enemy communications, they created a database of recognizable sounds.

Magilo was in the identified database, so Yanque immediately used his voice data to reply: "It's normal at the moment. I can step up the patrol immediately."

"To reinforce, I received news here that..." Before Rosa Miles could finish her words, she received news of the death of the second bodyguard.

Although it was more likely that the alarm system was broken, Rosa Myers didn't dare to gamble at all. She immediately switched the walkie-talkie to full-frequency broadcast and issued the highest alert and combat orders. However, the communication system was completely under the control of the two sisters at this time, and her words were actually only addressed to the two sisters.

Rosa Myers' right hand reached toward her temple, a common gesture to activate the built-in communication system. At this moment, Zhuang Xuteng broke in and shot Rosa with a shotgun.

"Fuck!" Rosa Myers roared angrily and kicked off the bed with her legs. Not only did she kick an eight-poster royal bed with a ceiling directly towards Zhuang Xuteng, she also ejected like a stone, directly hitting the bed. head wall. Zhuang Xuteng had no expression on his face as he strode forward, stepped onto the bed, stepped on it, and put all his strength under his feet. He curled up and followed the wall, not forgetting to load the pump and start shooting as soon as he passed the wall.

Next door is the personal lounge, where Rosa often relaxes with cigarettes, alcohol, sperm-like boys or little niles. Recently, she has fallen in love with dream mist. She didn't want the lounge to become a battlefield, nor did she want any part of her home to become a battlefield. But the killer was able to break into the bedroom without warning, which made her unbelievable. At the same time, she had to use her best ability to beg for help. Get a chance.

Wearing pajamas and no weapons at hand, he can only fight with the help of implants. Fortunately, she has been equipped with armored skin all over her body, and her limbs and chest have been reinforced, giving her the ability to withstand shotguns. But this resistance is not permanent. She is at best a thick iron car, not a tank. She came here just to buy time and call for reinforcements first.

Will Zhuang Xuteng give her time to make a phone call? No, the ruthless scarecrow killer won't even give you free time to dial!