Chapter 1787: The **** of death is coming (seventeen)

"Every time I think I see you FBI lower limit, you always surprise me."
Looking at the rooftop of the hotel, Jin Jing was almost unsteadily standing by the air waves raised by the gunship, and she had to grab the handrail beside her to continue to watch George confront the incoming person.
Jin Jing doesn’t have much research on ordnance, so I don’t know what model of the military green double helix gunship is, and what are the functions of the personnel that descended from above and armed to the teeth, except that they are painted with a green earth and red " Except for the armband with the words "BSAA", there is no other identification mark.
She can only be sure that this is an organization that can operate freely in the United States, and it doesn't deal with the FBI very much. Moreover, their heads are extremely short-sighted.
Evidence...Look at Claire, who was held in his arms by the leader, who looked like a baby chick hiding under the hen's wings.
"The FBI has its own rules of conduct," George sorted out the a little messy neckline that had just been pulled by the other party: "Moreover, your sister was not physically harmed, Mr. Chris Redfield. "
The man called Chris has a tall figure and very strong muscles. The camouflage suit of the average person is dressed like a tights, which is in sharp contrast with the thin and small Claire next to him.
"I don't have time to listen to your sophistry. What you promised before was'any harm', and the psychological trauma is of course counted." Chris looked down a little at Claire, who buried his face on his shoulder: "She may never dare again. Falling in love, my poor sister."
No, why does your expression reveal a sense of pleasure?
Apart from Alex, is there another man you hate chasing her?
It is a pity that there is no memory of "Bai Jingjing".
"I must explain that this incident has nothing to do with your duties. Moreover, Miss Claire is still in danger at this time. I do not recommend that you take her away now." George ignored Chris' allegations and said instead. .
"It is really dangerous to let her continue to be your guinea pig," Chris sneered, "I will take her away now. You can try to stop me."
Click, wow, the armed men around Chris raised their guns. The FBI agents here wanted to do the same, but they were stopped by George.
"You can take her away, but I hope you can do a good job of protection, mainly against certain'invisible threats.'" George said.
"When I was fighting'that kind of thing', you weren't qualified to go out on the field, boy." Chris motioned to his subordinates to put away their guns and led Claire to the gunship: "I wish you a good play. joy."
It feels like what George and Chris are talking about is not the same thing at all, but they meet strangely.
Although she didn't want to let Claire, who was being "called" by the of death, leave, as her ordinary classmate, Jin Jing did not interrupt her at this time and had no reason to keep her.
Watching the brothers and sisters and other armed men board the plane and leave, she went to talk to George, who was still glaring at the helicopter that was gradually going away.
"Who are they? They didn't even buy the FBI account. Could it be the CIA?"
"The CIA is in charge of overseas affairs. They are not qualified to act this time," George replied casually, "Did you see the armbands of those people? They are BSAA, the Biohazard Security Assessment Alliance (Biohazard Security Assessment Alliance)."
"...Biohazard, crisis?" Jin Jing was surprised.
This word is the world name of the first world she experienced, right?
She thought that the world where the horrible virus could be born had been destroyed, but it turned out that everything seemed to be business as usual?
No... there is something like "Reaper", and it can't be called business as usual anyway.
"Hmph, originally, they couldn't get involved in the action codenamed'Reaper is coming'. Thanks to Mr. Alex Browning who suddenly went crazy and the inner ghost hiding in my team. "George said grimly: "Now the BSAA claims that Alex's temperament has changed greatly because of some kind of virus. It is an excuse to take him away for examination, and to save my sister. Fortunately, I am better at it. Alex is hiding."
The code name "Reaper is coming"? The ghost of the FBI? Viruses that can make a big change in human temperament?
Please select the least surprising item.
"But in this case, we can't know whether the Reaper has launched an attack," Jin Jing raised the projectile to observe the gunship flying farther and farther: "Should we focus on protecting Carter and Terry next...?"
"No way, after that, we can only catch people in'list order'-I mean to invite people to do'assistance investigation'." George changed his words temporarily stiffly.
However, Jin Jing didn't notice his little slip of the tongue at all.
From the viewfinder of the projectile plane, she could clearly see that the armed helicopter exploded in mid-air, but after putting down the projectile plane, the helicopter was still intact.
What she saw before was "Reaper's manipulation of specific props", she can only judge the order of domino dumping based on the affected objects, but this time it is more like "foresight". There is no process, only results, and there is no way to save people. Start.
"Can you think of a way to stop them immediately? That helicopter is about to explode." Jin Jing looked at George.
"Reaper?" George reached for the communicator.
"No, it's different this time," Jin Jing gestured, but she didn't know what she was going to make.
"..." George raised his eyebrows and said into the intercom: "Contact Chris and tell him that his plane is going to explode again."
"...Again?" Jin Jing raised the projector and put it down again. There was still a brilliant firework show in the viewfinder, and she repeated it every time she raised the projector again.
"He is a legend. It is said that the vehicle he was in on mission never failed to explode," George said indifferently: "It's about the same as our FBI seniors."
"...I must stay away from your strange organizations in the future." Jin Jing said after ten seconds of thinking.
"Haha, that can—"
Boom!
The flying gunship suddenly lit up a ball of fire, and loud explosions followed one after another.
This is totally force majeure, the task...
Jin Jing looked at the scene in the same viewfinder as before, and turned her gaze to the task list.
[Secondary mission: Help the same survivor escape from the attack of death 5 times. (Finish)】
[Secondary task: Make death give up attacking a survivor. (Finish)】
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