Jiang Baimian listened quietly and sincerely gave suggestions:
"You should draw out strong hands, form a squad, and go over to scout."
She did not volunteer because it was not within the scope of the work of the "old tune team".
Sending supplies over and offering to "hire" is already a bit risky for them, but it has the effect of exchanging military exoskeleton devices and tempering teams, and the level of danger is acceptable.
Forming a reconnaissance team and going to a place where there is obviously a strange thing, living and dying for a settlement that has just arrived, is obviously not something that the "old tune team" should do.
Mercenaries must have the "professional ethics" of mercenaries.
If Jiang Baimian was the only one, she might take on the reconnaissance mission out of interest, but now, she is the leader of a team, and any of her orders will affect the personal safety of the team members, and she can't be willful.
When giving advice, Jiang Baimian quietly turned his head sideways and glared at Shang Jianyao, preventing him from volunteering.
Even if Shang Jianyao was wearing a mask, she could feel his eagerness to try.
After listening to Jiang Baimian's words, Han Wanghuo sighed helplessly:
"I mentioned this matter a long time ago, but they were too vigilant and couldn't make up their minds, and they kept arguing about whether to send a reconnaissance team and who to send."
It is really difficult to reach a consensus due to lack of trust in each other, and if there is no authority for this kind of thing, it may drag on until it is dangerous...... Jiang Baimian replied in his heart without saying anything.
She knew that Han Wanghuo knew this.
Sure enough, Han Wanghuo asked them to hide the jeep and all-terrain vehicle, and said with a little concern:
"When I encountered similar situations before, it was up to Bishop Renato to make decisions, and both sides listened to him, but he was recalled to the headquarters sooner or later, and no matter which warning person was left, he couldn't replace him, and the weight of his words was different!"
Mentioning this, Han Wanghuo was obviously not satisfied with the vigilant sect.
Uh, this is how the vigilant church explains that Bishop Renato suffers from "unintentional disease" for the time being? Jiang Baimian showed a thoughtful expression, but it was obvious that Han Wangduo couldn't detect her reaction because she was wearing a mask.
——They squatted in the lakeside villa area from afternoon to night, and did not contact any of the townspeople of Hongshiji, and did not know enough about the corresponding situation.
At this time, Shang Jianyao interjected:
"Warning Song is coming."
When they set off from the Vigilant Church, Song He was already organizing the church to arm himself and was about to rush here.
Han Wanghuo nodded:
"I hope they won't confront the Song Warning."
They refer to the Red River people.
"You can also gather them together, and I will persuade them." Shang Jianyao gave another way.
Han Wanghuo glanced at this guy suspiciously, not feeling that he was eloquent at all.
Of course, he didn't say it directly, but smiled bitterly:
"With their vigilance, no one can summon them for this kind of thing."
"Then where are they hiding? I will visit them one by one." Shang Jianyao is not afraid of hard work at all.
Han Wang was suddenly vigilant and smiled perfunctorily:
"Let's see if Warning Song can persuade them."
As he spoke, Han Wanghuo had already led the four members of the "Qian Bai Squad" to the defense area he was responsible for.
This is a fairly intact and not tall building, but the building in front of it has completely collapsed, blocking the floors below it, forming a natural fortification—a fortification made of concrete.
Standing on the sixth floor of this building, you can just see the southeast corner of the ruins from the window, and once the opponent counterattacks and shrinks down, it is almost impossible to be hit.
"You are in charge of the left side." Han Wanghuo rearranged and gave orders to Jiang Baimian and others without discrimination.
He and several of his men quickly moved to the window on the right and set up two machine guns.
Shang Jianyao put on his night vision device, half-squatted down with great interest, and replaced the "Berserker" assault rifle with an "orange" rifle.
He followed Bai Chen and put on the appearance of "I am a senior sniper".
Long Yuehong glanced at him and squatted down on his left side.
He was assigned the "Tyrant" grenade.
To the right of Shang Jianyao, there are Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen, one holding the "Reaper" individual bazooka, and the other still using the most familiar "Orange" rifle.
The night outside was thick, and the moonlight was bright and dark, making the entire city ruins seem to sink into the abyss.
As time passed minute by minute, Han Wanghuo frequently picked up the walkie-talkie and communicated with the members of the town guard in charge of different defense areas.
This includes an ad hoc meeting under the auspices of the alerter Song He.
Finally, the townspeople of Redstone Market reached an agreement: send a five-person team composed of strong men such as Tan Jie and Hamill to scout the situation in the southeast corner of the city ruins.
At this moment, Bai Chen, who had been monitoring the front, saw a vague figure quietly approaching through the night vision device.
His gray-black scales shimmered in the moonlight.
A fishman...... Bai Chen adjusted the position of the muzzle, and his fingers were about to pull the trigger.
Bang!
The fishman's head exploded and he fell on his back.
Bai Chen turned his head slightly in astonishment and looked at Han Wanghuo not far away.
She didn't fire that shot just now.
Sheriff Han Wanghuo reacted faster than her, and at that distance, he accurately hit the fishman's head.
Han Wangdue sensed Bai Chen's gaze, glanced at her, and nodded slightly.
Withdrawing his gaze from those slightly yellowish eyes, Bai Chen determined one thing:
Han Wanghuo's shot just now was by no means luck.
He is a real sniper master, whether it is observation or shooting level, he is no worse than himself, and may even be a little stronger.
No wonder he became a "senior hunter" and was selected as a sheriff by the Red Stone Collection...... Bai Chen had a clear understanding and was no longer distracted.
At this time, Han Wanghuo picked up the walkie-talkie and reminded the members of the town guards in other places:
"The fishman is here, and the reconnaissance team doesn't need to be sent out anymore."
Will it be that simple? Jiang Baimian suddenly had such a thought flash through his mind.
Long Yuehong's body tightened slightly, holding a grenade gun, and observing the front more intently.
Gradually, he felt that he was not breathing.
This is usually the case when he is particularly nervous.
I'm not that nervous...... Long Yuehong was a little puzzled.
After the experience of Weed City, he didn't feel that the current situation could make him so nervous.
Most importantly, his heart didn't speed up much.
He looked at his state suspiciously and found that breathing had really become a bit difficult, and he slowly felt like he was holding his breath.
"The situation is not right!"
"Do you want to compete with lung capacity?"
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's voices sounded at the same time.
They also find that they have problems with their respiratory system.
Less and less air is being sucked in!
Hearing the reminder, Han Wanghuo and others realized something was wrong.
They all thought that a big war was imminent, and they subconsciously held their breath.
Huh, huh...... They opened their mouths and gasped for breath.
But no matter what they tried, the feeling of poor breathing could not be relieved, and even worsened significantly.
It's like sinking into water, as long as you can't float and don't carry an oxygen cylinder, it is impossible to get fresh air, the more you struggle, the more you try to breathe, the more serious the situation will be.
"It should be an awakened person." Jiang Baimian said again.
She has a strong ability to hold her breath and is the one who is currently the least affected.
As she spoke, she looked at Shang Jianyao, and the two shook their heads at the same time.
In their senses, there was no life within a certain distance in the southeast direction.
If the Awakened can hide his consciousness and hide it from his own kind, then as long as he still has a body, the corresponding electrical signal cannot be eliminated, unless he completely hides himself in a grounding metal cage.
But without knowing Jiang Baimian's genetic modification ability in advance, no one would make such cumbersome and useless preparations.
Excluding all impossibilities, there are only two answers:
One is that the person who creates breathing difficulties is a traitor, somewhere in the current line of defense;
second, the other party has approached the "spiritual corridor" at the awakening level, and has even entered, and the range of abilities has undergone a qualitative change.
——In a relatively open place, the range of Jiang Baimian's induction of electrical signals is not small, as evidenced by the fact that she dealt with the mechanical monk's purification method at the beginning, but now, she was affected by the other party's ability, but she couldn't discover his existence!
Han Wanghuo knew the strength of the awakened and had seen it several times, but he never thought it would be so powerful.
He made a quick decision and gave an order:
"Retreat!
"Group combat."
This is to break it into pieces, rely on familiarity with the terrain and hiding ability, and fight guerrilla warfare with the fish-man mountain monsters.
——If they get together, everyone is likely to suffocate at the same time, and no one is spared.
"That's just dying a little slower."
"He's better at finding people than you."
Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao reminded in unison, the words were different, but the essence was the same.
He can lead the team to pull out the hiding "rats" one by one, or even if they don't need to be pulled, they can directly suffocate them in the hiding place.
At this moment, someone shouted through the loudspeaker:
"A scoundrel without eggs only dares to hide in the distance and sneak around and harm people!
"If you have the ability, come here!"
This uses the dialect of the fish-man tribe.
Although it is a subhuman dialect, it is also derived from the Honghe language, Jiang Baimian can't speak, but he can barely understand the general meaning.
"Huh, Tan Jie......" Han Wanghuo said a name with a little difficulty.
Tan Jie? His "provocation" ability can use the speaker to enhance the range of influence? Jiang Baimian suddenly had some guesses.
Because the sound of the speaker was not directed in their direction, she didn't feel any anger, so she couldn't verify it.
At this time, Shang Jianyao breathed slightly heavily and sighed:
"It's really useful to master one more foreign language."
Otherwise, even if it is "provocative", the fishmen and mountain monsters will not understand.
Tan Jie changed to "mountain monster" and scolded again, and everyone's suffocation still did not relieve at all, and it became more and more serious.
Tan Jie did not stop, taking turns cursing with "fish-man language" and "mountain monster language".
During this process, he constantly changed the orientation and changed the areas he could influence.
When he shouted for the sixth time, everyone suddenly felt like they were coming out of the water.
The air is so fresh, and the world is so beautiful.
"The parking lot behind the Science and Technology Building!" Tan Jie's voice sounded again.
With the help of feedback, he preliminarily determined the location of the Terror Awakened person.
Jiang Baimian's mind immediately appeared the map of the warning Song He.
The map quickly zoomed in, showing the layout of this area.
The straight-line distance between the parking lot behind the Science and Technology Building and this side is nearly 100 meters.
Jiang Baimian quickly adjusted the individual bazooka in front of him and fired the shells at the location described by Tan Jie.
Shang Jianyao hunched over and stood up.
(End of this chapter)