MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 570 corridor

  Chapter 570 Corridor

  The high-pitched siren blared, and there were heavy footsteps in the corridor.

   Li Ang left the doctor who was shot with two anesthesia guns, tore off the restraint belts on both feet and ankles, and threw the two anesthesia syringes in his hand at the armed personnel at the door first,

   Then he picked up two scalpels from the stainless steel tray with his backhand and threw them towards the door again.

   Whoosh—

  Four projectiles passed through most of the operating room, hitting four people with precision.

The moment the anesthesia syringe is inserted into the muscle, the small rubber rings on both sides of the needle move backwards, and the pressure difference generated automatically triggers the spring device in the syringe, pouring the anesthetic agent instantly, and making the two people standing in the front lean back Go, pour on the door frame.

  The sharp blade of the scalpel directly hit the palms of the remaining two holding the anesthesia gun, cutting off their thumbs and index fingers. Halfhand spurted blood like a faucet.

   All this happened in the blink of an eye,

   Without waiting for the medical staff in the room to respond, Li Ang took off the restraint belt on his right wrist.

   Weiyuan material threaded needles and threads through the long and narrow wound on the arm, suturing the wound from the inside out.

  A parasite from outside?

   Li Ang glanced at the recovered arm, jumped off the operating table, and walked across the room barefoot wearing a green hospital gown that leaked air on both sides and was only fixed with ropes.

   Every time he took a step, the degree of fusion between the Weiyuan matter and his body increased by one point.

  The effects of anesthetics and muscle relaxants wear off rapidly,

  The footsteps that were still somewhat vain at first became extremely calm.

   Li Ang stood still, staring at the one-way explosion-proof glass in front of him.

   Weiyuan matter is connected to the optic nerve, and he can even vaguely see every figure standing behind the one-way glass.

   Lift your finger, touch the glass, and tap lightly.

  The explosion-proof glass, which is strong enough to resist rifle bullets, cracked a spider web of cracks with a click.

   Tap again.

boom!

  The explosion-proof glass broke suddenly, revealing more than 20 people in the hidden room. There were university professors in home clothes and government officials in suits and ties—several of them instinctively raised their pistols and aimed at Leon.

  Li Ang ignored the muzzle of the gun, and asked slowly, "Where am I?"

   "Mr. Leon,"

  The government employee who spoke on the radio system tried to force a smile, "You are parasitized by aliens, and we are here to help you."

   "If you call 'tied to the operating table to harvest organs' as help, then I should really thank you."

   Li Ang said expressionlessly, "Where am I?"

   It was bullets that answered him.

  The brass bullet whirled and chiseled under the shoulder blade, and a wound opened in the skin, from which blood gushed out.

   Li Ang looked down at the gunshot wound on his shoulder, and the pain was not as painful as he imagined—the Weiyuan substance mixed in the blood engulfed the blood and flowed back to the wound.

  The bullet embedded in the muscle was squeezed out by the Weiyuan matter and fell to the ground.

   Bang bang bang!

  Government employees fired one after another. Li Ang stomped on the ground, jumped onto the wall, avoiding all ballistics, then twisted his body and kicked off the remaining blast-proof glass on the low wall, and came to the secret room.

  The Weiyuan substance on the soles of the feet is like a spike, which is deeply nailed into the wall, allowing him to stand on the wall,

  The metamaterial of the arm grows along the bone, forming a long metal knife.

  The sharp blade galloped past, and the body of the gunman was like jelly, split in two from the waist.

   Li Ang dragged his broken upper body to block the flying bullets, and continued to slash with the long knife in his hand, reaping his life.

it's wired.

   Li Ang looked at the blood flying in front of him indifferently. In the past twenty years of his life, he was not such a cruel person, and he never even killed a chicken.

  If he was forced to resist in the subway before, and the killing work was mainly done by Weiyuan material,

   Now, he is driving all actions with his own personal will.

   There is no sense of vomiting when seeing blood for the first time in the description of literary works, and there is not even a little panic, fear, and guilt.

   Am I essentially a bloodthirsty person?

   Before he had time to think, Li Ang had already cut off the arm of the last rebel, stepped on his neck, and asked calmly, "Where am I?"

   "Keio University."

   Isn't it in the military base? Well, from the standpoint of the Japanese government, if you want to study mutant individuals alone without letting the United States know, it is indeed more reliable to temporarily put them in a university than a military base.

  Li Ang put away the long knife, let the opponent bleed to death, stepped out of the room, and came to the corridor.

The front of the long and narrow corridor is blocked by a large number of heavily armed soldiers. They are wearing grass-green spotted digital camouflage uniforms and tactical body armor, wearing modular tactical helmets equipped with night vision goggles, holding Type 89 automatic rifles and Sig Sauer MPX Weapons like submachine guns.

  As for the back of the T-shaped corridor, there are also two teams of soldiers on standby—they line up on the left and right, guarding the fork, so as to prevent the friendly troops in front of the corridor from having scruples when they fire.

   "Stop!"

  An officer shook his gun and shouted at Li Ang: "Stand there and don't move!"

  Look at the style of the equipment, the Ground Self-Defense Force?

  Li Ang raised his hand and pressed it against the wall. The Weiyuan substance drilled into the wall along the palm of his hand, looking for the metallic breath, and found the power line.

   "Get out of here, I don't want to do it."

  He said calmly, but the officer in front was still shouting loudly, telling him to stop all movements.

"well"

   Li Ang sighed lightly, the Weiyuan substance cut into the wire, interrupting the current.

Snapped!

  All the light bulbs in the hallway went out instantly, leaving only rows of green emergency lights sticking to the baseboards.

  Li Ang withdrew his palm and walked silently against the ceiling, and a long metal knife grew out of his left arm.

  The soldiers who lost their vision either hurriedly dialed down the night vision goggle module on the helmet, or turned on the tactical flashlight hanging under the rifle.

   But in just a few seconds, Li Ang was enough to get close, jumped from the ceiling, and jumped into the crowd.

   Harvesting has begun.

  Long knives are flying, reflecting green emergency lights.

  Wherever the blade goes, whether it is a human body, a gun barrel, or a bulletproof plate, it will be cut off.

  The strong smell of blood rushed straight into his nostrils, and Li Ang was the only one standing in the corridor.

  He stepped barefoot in the pool of blood, and drops of scarlet dripped along the blade.

  Tactical flashlights scattered all over the place, Li Ang turned around,

  The two groups of soldiers at the end of the corridor were terrified. They didn't dare to shoot at will just now because of the friendliness, but now they pulled the trigger without hesitation and rained bullets.

   Unfortunately, useless.

   Li Ang stood where he was, and the metal long knife on his right arm retracted automatically, turning into a steel plate about three centimeters thick, blocking the front.

  The dense bullets embedded in the steel plate were absorbed instead.

   Not only gold and silver, copper and iron can actually be temporarily absorbed, but it cannot increase the quality of the original substance itself.

  If Li Ang realized something, he picked up the grenade carried by the dead soldier from the ground with his left hand, held the steel plate like a smooth mirror with his right hand, and shot a slender copper chain towards the end of the corridor.

  Zheng!

  The tip of the chain is driven deep into the wall,

  A string of round things slid rapidly along the chain, and finally fell from both sides of the chain, rolling and falling at the feet of the Self-Defense Forces soldiers.

   That's it, frag grenades.

  Boom! !

  The fire and smoke of the explosion swayed along the wall,

  Li Ang didn't even look at the result of the battle, let the copper chain disintegrate by itself, turned around and walked towards the exit of the corridor.

  (end of this chapter)