Following the actions of other defenders, Lu Yuan quickly got out of the car, but when he got off the car, he deliberately sorted out his weapons, delaying for two seconds, which made him fall to the back of the middle of the team.

After Lu Yuan got out of the car, he found that this place was near a residential area similar to a residential area. At this moment, there were no vehicles driving in the surrounding streets. It was estimated that all traffic within a few kilometers had been cut off. Not far away, Lu Yuan could see some police cars, fire trucks, ambulances, and some guys wearing police officers were spared no effort to evacuate citizens from the fund building.

Lu Yuan thought that these should be all illusions created by the foundation. The vehicles and police were all from the foundation. They were using various rhetorics, such as fires, criminals, gas pipelines were about to explode, etc. Anyway, they were trying their best to make everyone around them evacuate the abnormal area as soon as possible.

Of course, these are all matters of the logistics department and have nothing to do with Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan just followed the team silently and quickly moved towards a direction he didn't know where he was. The whistle of the police car around him and the exclamations of the citizens occasionally came into his ears, and the moonlight was not too bright. Just a short distance, the fighters of the foundation made the feeling of solemnity before their death.

Finally, about 5 minutes later, Lu Yuan and his group walked into an area surrounded by guardrails that were two people high. There was only one building in this area.

It was an old residential building isolated on the corner of the street. The mottled shedding walls looked even more decadent under the night. Some moss spread from the surface of the wall to the ground, and then mixed with large patches of blood. All the blood flowed out from the gate of the first floor of the building, covering nearly one-third of the streets.

No one knows how many people died to make the blood flow like this. Anyway, Lu Yuan felt that it was very sticky when he stepped on it, and he could pull out a large piece of scarlet silk thread every step.

"Report......09 containment area, support combat team, all 20 people were in place."

Lu Yuan saw that at the front of the team, a person dressed similar to himself was reporting something to another person. And further away, a temporary building like a battlefield tent was stationed in the middle of the intersection.

Soon, a man with a heavy beard walked out of the tent.

This man is not too tall and does not wear a helmet. He looks over 40 years old and is a little fat. However, the thick blue veins leaking from the other person's neck can be felt that his "fat" is not the fat type covered with fat, but is supported by thick muscle fibers, like an extremely strong iron weight.

"It's very fast!" A long way away, the uncle of the weight pulled his neck and shouted, "It seems that this is not a person who cares too much about official etiquette."

"I am the captain of [Dropping Hammer], just call me Sam!" The guy said a very Western name. But even though he looks very careless, this name is fake.

After that, Captain Sam brought the team of 20 people into the temporary command center and explained the current situation to everyone.

In fact, although there is so much blood left on the ground, it looks very tragic, the situation at the scene is very simple.

First of all, it can be confirmed now that there is a human-shaped abnormal creature in this residential building, and there should be only this one creature.

Because both the residents who lived in this building and the agents who went in to capture the target were all dead, and the blood on the ground was theirs.

This abnormal humanoid creature is about the height of a child aged 6 to 8 years old. This was captured from a traffic video outside several streets. There was only a black shadow in the picture, and I couldn't see clearly his face, clothes, skin color, and I didn't know whether he was a man or a woman. Even if this guy had horns and tail or not, I didn't know.

As for his ability and abnormal characteristics, I don’t know anything about it, I only know that he has great lethality... Because the first wave of action was Captain Sam and a group of people rushed in. In less than three minutes, Sam pierced out of the window from the fifth floor, because if he jumped slowly, he would definitely die inside.

About 10 people went in with Sam. The moment they met the thing, four of them died. The remaining few people either had their arms or were broken. They jumped out with their intestines and broke one leg, and then they barely survived.

During this process, no one saw the other party clearly, but saw a few black shadows flashing by, and then the heads of the teammates in front of him flew, firing, grenades, and high-density explosion-proof shields, nothing was good.

However, the abnormal item didn't seem to like it very much. He just kept hiding in this building, which gave the foundation a chance to disperse the masses, surround the building, and apply for additional staff.

After listening to the report of "Falling Hammer", the guy in the team who looked responsible asked directly.

“What’s the next plan?”

Captain Sam shrugged: "The drone and the remote-controlled spider tank have both entered, but now they are lost, and they are probably all turned into a pile of scrap copper and iron, so we can only try it in again."

"Where is the blasting strike? It blows up the building directly!" asked the person in charge.

Sam shook his head: "A member of my team said that he shot that guy a few shots, but he could not limit the opponent's movements at all, and there was no effect at all, so it can be determined for the time being that this guy should not be afraid of bullets. Even if he applied for blasting, it would have a high-power blast that would have a huge range of impact, otherwise it would have no use."

"I know the officials who are above. In such a densely populated place, unless hundreds of people die, they will never agree to cause too much trouble. They would rather use the lives of two hundred cannon fodder to exchange for the silence of the matter."

The person in charge of the support team hesitated for a moment. It was obvious that he felt that what the other party said made sense, but he didn't want to die just because it was so simple.

Sam saw the other party's hesitation, so he sighed.

"I have communicated with my superiors, there is no good idea." He patted the other party on the shoulder: "To be honest, the foundation's post-war benefits are not bad. If we were lucky enough to die this time, we just lacked an arm or something, we might be able to retire early."

As he said that, the captain of the "Hall Falling" team carried a huge hand cannon that was as thick as a telephone pole.
Chapter completed!