The Last Omega

The first to rush in the corridor was the team of human assistant doctors.They came to operate the experimental product according to the plan. Just after turning the corner from the corridor, they saw the experimental product being carried out.

Sean didn't give anyone a chance, even though these doctors didn't have any ability to resist, or even thought of resisting, he still quickly eliminated them with his saber.

Linton lay on his back, occasionally making up the doctor who was not dead.

"It's too cruel, Major General Sean." Linton said, "They are all innocent civilians."

"Civilian who wants to cut off your head." Sean carried him into the safe passage and sprinted down the stairs.A team of guards arrived outside and ran past the door.

"What floor is this?" Linton felt a little ominous looking at the winding stairs.

He doesn't remember tall buildings on the premises.But the depth of the stairs at the moment is obviously not right.

"Fourth floor." There were pursuers overhead who also entered the safe passage, Sean quickly pushed open the safe door on the next floor, entered the corridor on the third floor, and ran wildly with long legs, "But unfortunately, the exit is on the fifth floor underground. "

Linton: "..."

The fucking experimental center is a two-story building in the shape of a zigzag. When you go out from the central area, you have to go through two corridors to reach the outer layer.He thought he was in a laboratory on flat ground, but he didn't expect the two of them to be so far away from the exit.

"I doubt whether your physical strength can last." Linton said, "If you can survive one, it is better not to die two."

There was a patrol attacking from the side, and Sean didn't stop. Linton raised his gun and pierced his brain before the opponent started.

"I thought you would be happy to let me be buried with you." Sean kicked open another security door in the corridor, and ran down the stairs in a swooping posture, "then the third base will definitely go to war."

"Oh, yes," Linton said, "that's a good idea."

When Sean ran to the second floor, guards poured in from various exits.Linton aimed at the corner and fired. Half a second later, two guards rushed out, hitting their heads on the bullets.

Sean flew up and kicked them over. Before the soldiers behind them could react from the ecstasy of catching the target, they were pinned down by their fallen comrades.Shane jumped up.With his left foot on the top of the fallen soldier's head, he landed on the buffer platform in two steps.Then he hugged Linton tightly with his left arm, propped up on the fence with his right hand, retracted his legs, and jumped sideways towards the next floor.

Linton's adrenaline pumped as he hit the ground.

The soldiers on the first floor did not expect the enemy to advance so fast, but this also gave them an opportunity-in the narrow corridors and corridors, a large number of people will become a disadvantage.These soldiers raised their machine guns and fired at the two of them, causing much more trouble than the idiots upstairs.

"The idiots are going downstairs." Linton looked back vigilantly, and gripped the handle of his gun tightly.

Sean threw out the general knife, and then when the soldiers were distracted, he quickly dodged and shot continuously.Almost at the same time, Linton straightened his arms and fired several shots at the pursuers behind him.

The corridor was full of human screams and cries of pain, and more people were shot in the head before they could make a sound.

After running out of ammunition, Sean hit the nose of the last soldier with the handle of his gun, then picked up the saber and quickly cut off his tendons, and the tip of the knife rested on the opponent's throat.

"Release the access authority of the microcomputer." Sean stared at the other party coldly, "tell me your serial number and authentication code."

The soldier looked at him convulsively, and then let out a scream of "ah" - Sean plunged the knife into his thigh.

"Let go... let go," the soldier cried bitterly, "Certification, number cle-13-ak..."

A tear gas bomb was dropped.

Sean kicked open the safety door and threw the soldier out. Linton closed the door on his back and listened to the man's speech.

It's a pity that the surrounding gunfire was too loud, covering the man's weak answer.

Sean confirmed the connection, killed the soldier, then quickly locked a room, and hid in with Linton behind his back.

It was a plant cultivation room, and there were cultivated bottles and jars everywhere.

"The good news is that you don't have a tracer on you." Sean motioned for Linton to come down, then he picked him up horizontally, lifted him vigorously, and lifted him to the top of the laboratory cabinet, "The bad news is that the central area where we are located has the strongest defense. Weak, a large number of soldiers are coming here. So I will go to the outer layer to make some noise, distract the pursuers, and then come back to pick you up."

Linton lay flat on the top of the laboratory cabinet, turned to him and asked, "Do you need me to say something?"

Sheen stared at him reflexively.

Linton deciphered a meaning from the guarded eyes of the other party—a dog cannot spit out ivory.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Sean glanced at him again, then removed the last pistol on his waist, and stuffed it into his hand together with three detachable magazines, "There is no need to say anything, remember you owe me your life."

After he finished speaking, he drew the dagger on his leg, leaned against the door and listened for a moment, then gently pushed the door open and squeezed out.