War in Heaven

The patrolman opened his eyes in a confused way and spit out a blood in his mouth.

The small light bulb above the head casts a dim light, and the rough concrete wall is visible. The wall is stained with some black stains, which looks like a basement common in local dwellings.

"This is where……"

The patrolman shook his head and wanted to stand up, but he lost his balance directly and his body fell to the ground.

Until then, the soldiers who were still stunned noticed that their bodies had been **** by the hemp ropes, not to mention standing up, and even crawling could not climb.

Recalling the tracking task that he performed before the coma, the patrol suddenly realized what he was constantly twitching and wanted to break free. Then he heard the squeaking of the door in the basement being opened.

"Hello?"

A man’s voice rang from the top of his head. Although it sounded very kind, but for the patrol, it was like hearing the death penalty notice, which made his face suddenly become pale, leaving the face of the scorpion, oozing out. A few sweat beads.

"Let me go... I am a soldier directly under the incineration department..." He threatened with guilt: "If someone is found to have kidnapped me, I will die..."

While talking, the patrolman was forced to change into a supine position, staring at the man who stood by his side and blocked the light.

The man who walked into the room left a gloomy silhouette in the patrol's line of sight. Although the face of the other person could not be seen because of the backlight, the patrol saw the pliers and scissors in the man's hand.

"Don't mess... I can't get it now!" the soldier shouted.

"Don't be excited, I just came to chat." Lin Chi smiled: "As long as you honestly answer my questions, I promise you can live out."

As he said, Lin Chi shook his pliers in his hand, and his face slowly smirked.

- In fact, he is very clear that although the "killing protection system" often fails in the war paradise, now if he is tormenting the prisoners, the chance of being directly kicked out of the game is very high.

But even then, Lin Chi is not without a solution.

There are policies on the so-called policy, there are countermeasures, in addition to the madman who can directly ignore the killing protection system, Lin Chi and other old players also have opportunistic methods of torture in the game.

For intimidating prisoners, he is considered professional. If intimidation does not allow the prisoner to open, he can also experience the greatest pain through the “minimum” injury that will not be considered ill-treatment!

"Wait... wait... you..."

The torturer who looked at the smirk squatted in front of him. The soldier twisted his body in panic and tried to escape from the place by crawling, but Lin was holding his shoulder.

"Let's talk about it?"

......

Standing in front of the stairs in the basement, listening to the screams in the darkroom under his feet, he had been replaced by a teenager in a pajamas found in the apartment, and his brows were gazing at the iron gates of the basement.

- Do you want to run now? If the door of the basement is now locked from the outside, the man should take a while to come out. I can take this opportunity to leave.

Thinking of this, the delicate youngster walked down the stairs quietly, and when he was about to lock the door, he suddenly stopped.

Somehow, his body seems to be resisting the signal from the brain, preventing his hands from locking the door.

Why is that?

The teenager didn't know why he would become like this, and he didn't want to know at all. He held his right hand with his left hand and was twitching, and was about to force himself to close the door, but he heard the screams in the basement abruptly stop.

Hey!

The door to the basement was opened, and the young man in a long coat appeared in front of the door, looking down at the teenager and laughing: "It has been solved."

"You... killed him?" Jane whispered.

"No, just stunned him. He confessed quickly and didn't suffer much." Lin Chi said, shaking the pliers in his hand, Jane noticed that there was no blood mark on the tool.

"So, what are you doing here?" Lin Chi asked curiously.

"Oh, nothing is all right!" The teenager hurriedly turned and walked up the stairs, slamming on the steps and almost fell.

"what."

Looking at Jane's back, Lin Chi had already guessed what the boy had just wanted to do, but he did not point this out. He just turned back to close the door of the basement and went up the stairs to return to the first floor of the apartment.

The time is now at 7:30 in the evening. Although the sky is still bright, it is just the last touch of light left before sunset.

"Hell Capital" Hollomansk is about to usher in the first night of this game. In other words - the war is finally about to begin.

With this in mind, Lin Chi took an ak-47 from his backpack and put it on the sofa. He stood at the window and stared at the dark street. He was still digesting the information he had just tortured from the patrol.

The other party's will is not firm, and he hasn't had time to do it. The scary and tearful stream is all out.

Regrettably, the guy was only a small beggar in the army, not a commander with a military rank, and he did not know much.

According to the patrols, the so-called “incineration organs” are the substantive rulers of the city. They are responsible for formulating laws and implementing them, and they control almost all power.

The absurd decisions of “maintaining a smile” and “wearing a coat in the summer” are from the hands of the incineration agency.

Not to mention the public, even the patrols responsible for the policing work are quite vocal about the decision-making of the incineration organs. However, under the high pressure of the incineration organs, they also dare to speak out and can only continue to help, and help the incineration organs to implement stupid regulations.

As for why the soldiers did not dare to resist, it was actually because the "incineration organs" were too strong.

This institution originally did not call this name. The current name is derived from the burning of the opponent's body in the street. It is said that in the incineration organs, there are several horrible executioners who will kill any courage to oppose their existence, whether the opponent is a human or a monster.

And when it comes to monsters...

Lin Chi turned his eyes to the window, only to see that the shadows had enveloped the streets without street lamps, and the pedestrians on the road disappeared, leaving only the soldiers who were still patrolling with guns.

The harsh alarm sounded throughout the city, and a hoarse female voice that sounded awkwardly rang from the sky and began a large-scale broadcast to the residents of the Hell Capital:

"The night is here, please come back to your home and lock the doors and windows. Do not leave the house. The incineration agency will protect everyone..."

Responding to the sound of the radio is the harsh screams from the street:

"I want to bomb the burning organs into the sky!"