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Chapter 472
"Because of this terrible task, I haven't had a good rest for more than three days."

It's not clear, the symbol of the dragon suit marked by the creator.

Downtown Washington.

After dealing with the wandering spirits in the block, a black 'superhuman' subject in the team couldn't help complaining.

After being injected with BSI-013 derivatives, under the infection of the derivatives, the physical fitness and strength of the soldiers have been significantly improved. However, facing the spirits that appear continuously, they are not only physically but mentally Also under great pressure.

Especially for these spirits, even though they appear alone, they can't cause too much harm to the members of the 'superhuman' experimental subjects.

But if the number is too large, even they have to dodge some, or destroy them through split attack tactics.

Fortunately, these spirits coming out of the [spiritual channel] do not seem to have a strong command.

They just instinctively attack the surrounding living creatures, so as long as the members of the 'superhuman' experimental subject team are more cautious, there won't be any major problems.In fact, this is also the case. The most injured members of the unknown team were not left by these spirits, but were shot in the arm by terrified citizens during a certain extermination mission.

"Sir, we need a break."

Hearing the team members' complaints, the 'superhuman' experimental subject You Lan's eyes flickered for a moment as the captain of this mission.

He glanced at the tired people behind him, and then reported to Jonathan through the earphones.

"..."

Facing the report of the 'superhuman' experiment team.

Agent Jonathan on the other end of the headset was silent for a moment. He might be exchanging opinions with Dr. Wilson who was in charge of the experiment, or making a further report.

Anyway, in a few minutes.

"can."

The reply from the earphone made the members of the team breathe a sigh of relief.

"As ordered, sir."

Answering Jonathan on the other end of the headset, the captain of the 'Superhuman' experiment team turned his head to look at the people behind him who were obviously relaxed, and reminded: "It's okay to rest, but during the rest, everyone must keep Be alert to avoid any accidents, and drink and alone are not allowed."

The captain who was born in the military has a deep understanding of the military discipline in the United States.

In reality, American soldiers are far less remarkable than those in the media, newspapers and recruiting information. On the contrary, there are a lot of scandals in the American army, and the various military disciplines are even worse. The crimes caused by American soldiers stationed abroad every year Events are countless.

"Understood, you just carried out the transformation earlier than me."

Facing the team leader's reminder, many members of the 'Superhuman' team didn't take it seriously.

After getting the answer, several team members started to spread out in twos and threes.

Infection with derivatives of BSI-013, granting them superhuman strength.

And once they have this kind of power, the members of these 'superhuman' experimental teams will no longer appear so obedient.

The reason is that I am willing to devote myself to the task.

In addition to being afraid of the next experiment, it also comes from the guarantee of BSI.

As long as Washington's mission can be completed, these soldiers will be exempted from the status of criminals, regain their legal status, and even become government officials.

……

Seeing several members of the 'superhuman' experimental subject team who did not obey the order and left without permission.

The team leader You Lan's eyes flickered for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of ​​forcing the order, shook his head, grabbed the pistol, found a safe place in the surrounding streets, and hid in it.Not only him, but other members of the team also found a safe place to rest and recuperate.

Affected by the war syndrome, the team leader still held his pistol tightly even when he was resting.

For this reason, he shot and killed his wife who was with him.

Even in prison, he was troubled all the time.

However, in Washington, which is full of dangers, all this has given him an unparalleled sense of security.

In a way, these soldiers are no longer suitable for daily life.

"I've had enough of that guy..."

Leaving the location of the 'superhuman' team, the black 'superhuman' subject immediately began to complain endlessly.

"I suspect he's racist and hates people of color. If it wasn't for his innocence, I wouldn't be on a mission with this guy. I even suspect he would shoot me in the back if it was a war. shooting."

"Although the captain is a bit harsh, he shouldn't have reached the point of racial discrimination, right?"

Apparently, not all blacks in the 'superhuman' experiments agree with him.

"Captain, he is a criminal just like us. He became the so-called captain just because he underwent experimental transformation earlier than us, and he behaved obediently after all. In addition, those BSI agents were white men. "

The black man who complained is obviously a guy with serious racial persecution delusions.

In his eyes, the behavior of white people, even any people of color, has the possibility of discrimination.

Frowning, listening to the other party's complaints.

The black 'superhuman' test subject regretted coming out with him.

"careful!"

At this moment, inadvertently, he suddenly noticed a spirit in front of him with a faint blue light floating across the street.

Hearing the warning from his accomplices, even the black people who were complaining, immediately raised their vigilance.

He looked forward with a wary expression, and when he realized that there was only a spirit, his originally dignified expression immediately relaxed.

"It just slipped through the cracks, man, you're so nervous."

"We should report to the rest of the team, there are still spirits appearing here."

"No, it's just a little guy."

Shaking his head, he rejected his companion's proposal with a nonchalant face.

The complaining black 'superhuman' test subject clenched his fists and walked towards the spirit in front of him casually.

"Hey, buddy, it's unlucky for you to meet me, just because I'm in a bad mood, and you, even if you turned into a dark blue, it looks like you should be a white person when you're alive, so..."

Moving his arms, the black man chattered a few words to Ling, who had a dull expression in front of him.

Past experience made him clear that unless guys like this were gathered together, they wouldn't pose much threat to them at all.

(End of this chapter)