Chapter 229: charge

(Well, 10,000 words in Chapter 4, sincere enough.)
Tang Fang was more puzzled, and the alarm facilities in front were nothing more than that. It can be attributed to the carefulness of the house owner and a strong sense of prevention. But the scene in the backyard is really hard to understand. Sentry, sniper, defense robot? This shouldn't have appeared in an ordinary rich man's house. What important things are hidden in this warehouse covering thousands of square meters? So many guards need to be deployed?
In order to find Tang Yun, Kingsley had to meet, but he had to find out the situation before he went. If Tang Yun was kidnapped by these people, as previously guessed, what if the conflict arises, what if she hurts her?
After thinking about it for a while, Tang Fang decided to investigate first, but the backyard is heavily guarded, how can he enter quietly without being discovered?
When he was very troubled, a black cat walked gracefully along the edge of the flowers. With a move in Tang Fang's heart, he summoned a mechanical sentry and issued an instruction to activate the "phantom" skill.
A few seconds later, another "black cat" came out of the flowers. The two black cats looked at each other for a while, and the genuine brand, which was like a fake replacement, suddenly let out a stern meow, and the fur all over his body exploded. , And then ran to the front yard like crazy.
After bluffing, the phantom "black cat" shakes his hair all over his body, slips into the backyard unhurriedly, and rushes from a camphor tree to the central air conditioner outside the warehouse under the noses of the defense robots and sentries. Then he jumped to the microwave antenna platform next to the skylight, leaned down, squinted and fell asleep.
Several snipers on the roof of the warehouse smiled at each other and one of them whistled at the kitten. No one thought that this humble kitten was a fake.
"Gluck." Just when Tang Fang was about to observe the interior of the warehouse through the kitten's vision, a side door in the backyard opened, and a cargo box and an SUV drove into the warehouse from outside.
"Chuck chuck..." The metal door slowly closed, and the two rows of searchlights on the ceiling of the warehouse were turned on with a "pop", illuminating the whole house like daylight.
The suv stopped first and the door opened. Five burly men holding m-505 sabers jumped from above. Fragmentation grenade, communicator, camouflage vest, all-in-one military equipment. But what makes Tang Fang strange is that, judging from the behavior and conversation habits of these people, they are not soldiers in the army, but rather like gangsters who don't know where to get government arms.
The front door of the cargo compartment opened, and a white man with a black cloth on his head and a cigarette in his mouth jumped off, gestured to a few people on the SUV behind him, and then came to the back of the cargo compartment and moved his head to the iris scan On the instrument.
"Crack." With a soft sound, the safety lock bounced off. The white man grabbed his hand and pulled it out. The door is wide open.
"The defense is so tight, what exactly is inside?" Tang Fangxin was puzzled.
Soon, reality gave the answer. After opening the door of the car, the white man stepped back. Then he said with a sullen face, "Come down."
One, two, three, four... About a dozen people got off the car one after another. They are all young people, regardless of race, men and women, judging from their looks. The oldest is not more than 20 years old, mostly teenagers between 16-19 years old.
They all had their heads down, their hair was scattered, their clothes were crumpled, and their complexions were not very good. They looked like they had gone through a long journey. The body can't bear it. Several of the less courageous girls couldn't help shivering, with tears on their pale faces. After getting out of the car, several courageous boys looked around blankly, looking at the surrounding environment with a panic.
Several men with guns on and off the SUV were distributed around, watching the movements of a dozen young people with cold expressions.
"One, don't make a lot of noise. Two, don't move your head, three, be obedient." The white man with a black cloth slapped a few cigarettes, then threw the cigarette on the ground, stamped it out with one foot, and pointed. At the other end of the warehouse, a young man who was hung from an iron frame with scars all over his body said, "Otherwise, this will be your end."
Several girls were shaking more severely, and their bodies were almost unsteady. One of the girls with a hairpin pinned on her head gritted her teeth and asked in a trembling voice: "What are you doing? I...I want to go home, please Please, let us go."
A gloom flashed in the white man's eyes. He walked up to the girl a few steps, raised his palms and slapped his hands, "Are you deaf? Didn't I hear what I just said?"
"Slap." With a loud slap, the girl was already in a state of fright, and she was also weak. The white man slapped her down and knocked her to the ground. A red palm print suddenly appeared on her face.
"Get up." The girl fell to the ground with a slap, and the white man snorted coldly: "Immediately, immediately, get up for me."
"Woo..." The girl is not very old, she is about 16 years old. She was very scared in her heart. She was on the verge of collapse. She was suddenly slapped. Pain, exhaustion, panic, loss, weakness... all kinds of negative emotions have already destroyed her. Completely submerged, in this state, it is precious to not directly fainted, stand up immediately? It's impossible at all.
"Don't you have long ears?" The white man's eyes narrowed, his eyes cold like a snake, he backhanded a whip from behind, and stepped closer to the girl who was whispering on the ground.
"Hold on." At this moment, a dark-skinned half-sized boy walked out of the crowd, walked to the shivering girl, opened his arms to stop the white man: "She is too weak, it is difficult. Stand up by yourself, but don't worry, I will help her."
"Cut." The white man sneered: "Boy, want a hero to save the United States? I think you have seen too many movies." After speaking, his face sank, and his hand was shaken as a whip.
The half-sized child is of good physical fitness, and the white man directly sold his back at the moment he started.
"Plap." There was a loud whip, and the crumpled shirt was scratched. The half-sized boy snorted and staggered. Without turning his head, he walked to the girl, gritted his teeth and helped her up.
"Huh." The white man's face flashed with a stern look, and once again raised the whip in his hand. The behavior of the half-size child made him very upset, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the two in front of him were dazzling. This is a cruel world. Heroes have always been short-lived ghosts.
"Wembley, stop. In case they are killed, the boss will not be able to explain. What is even more troublesome is to deal with the corpses." At this time, a thin man in charge of alert grabbed the white man's wrist: " Have you forgotten what happened last time?"
"It's cheaper for you." Wembley glanced at the dying young man on the iron frame behind him, turned his head and said to the two men standing guard at the door of the warehouse: "Go and get them some food." Then he turned to the dozen teenagers in front of him. The men and women turned their heads: "Come with me."
After experiencing the previous scene, the white man named Wembley has long become the devil in everyone's hearts. You will be beaten if you resist, and there are gunmen on guard. Most people are already in shock, and the only thought in their minds is to obey, so as not to anger him.
Wembley took several people to a row of separate prison stations on the north side of the warehouse hall, pressed the wall switch, the high-voltage current subsided, and the iron fence opened with a click: "Go in."
Half of the eldest kid led the girl into the cell first, and other young men and women filed in. Then, Wembley pushed the wall switch again. The iron fence was slowly closed and the power grid resumed operation.
Tang Fang saw all the scenes in the warehouse. Through the light in the room, he also saw that besides the prison room where a dozen young men and women were held, there were several other prison rooms next to it. Vaguely you can see some teenagers also locked inside.
What are these people doing? Robber? Or is it a worse organization for trafficking in human organs? Judging from the defense force of the villa and the weapons in their hands, it is clear that this is a group of repeated criminals. From the conversation between Wembley and the thin man, it can be seen that the hands of these guys are not clean, but they are all thugs with hands.
Kingsley is probably far from what is recorded in the police department's crime files, but just a street gangster. Greedy thief. Will there be Tang Yun among the prisoners in the cell? From the scene that just happened, it is not difficult to see that these people were arresting young men and women, and Tang Yun happened to be 16 years old after this month, which was extremely in line with their selection criteria.
"Huh..." With a heavy breath, Tang Fang told Aros about the scene that he saw through the black cat.
"A bunch of bastards!" Claire bit her lip and cursed: "Damn it!"
"I didn't plan to let them live today." Tang Fang said coldly: "The location of the warehouse roof snipers has been figured out, and those patrol posts are not a concern. However, it would be better to cover up your identities if you want to reveal your identity. ."
"Indeed, the kidnappers can kill them, and those children can't do the same." Several people nodded, and put their heads in their clothes one after another. Only a pair of eyes are exposed.
"Hold on, it's not good to attack hard." Aros held on to the eager Howson, frowning: "There are a lot of robbers, and there are defense robots and snipers. If they are hard to come, it is easy to start the snake. Of course, With their ability, it is absolutely impossible to defend, but what if these frantic guys take the young men and women in the prison as hostages?"
"Indeed." Gran Characteristics nodded: "It's not good if you hurt those children."
"It's okay, I have my own sense of measure." The two people worry about the problem. He has already considered the kidnappers with hostages. Generally speaking, there is really no good way to throw rats.
If the human unit "Ghost Agent~EbookFREE.me~ everything is easy to say, but unfortunately, the Ghost Academy has not been unlocked and cannot be produced. For this, he thought of another way.
After comforting the two, Tang Fang immediately turned his attention to the system space, clicked on the light and shadow council in the Protoss base, pressed the shortcut key, and began to study the "charge" skills of the fanatics.
Once there is a "charge", the fanatic will gain the ability similar to the teleport of the stalker. By using "Charge", the fanatic can turn into a stream of pure energy, rushing to the enemy at an extremely fast speed, and launch an attack. The enemies are ordinary people. It should be possible to end the battle quickly and avoid hostage-taking incidents.
The "Charge" skill, combined with the super skill of the enthusiast, is exactly used to deal with the sniper on the roof of the warehouse.
The resource value dropped from 315255,77855 to 313255,75855. It consumes 2000 crystals and 2000 gas. But to the current Tang Fang, this is all trivial. As long as Tang Yun can be rescued safely, even with 20,000 crystals and 20,000 gas, he will never blink.
"Everything is ready." Soon after the "Charge" study was completed, Tang Fang nodded to Aros.
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