Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 188
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Looking at the intelligent control center in the cockpit and the three large intelligent touch screens, he felt very excited. Ever since he was young, he had dreamed of flying a plane.
Now the system directly gave him a bomber plane and it was a high-tech bomber.
Just thinking about it made him feel excited. He was about to try out the new toy he got.
Suddenly, he remembered that a plane had suddenly appeared in the dead wood forest.
Not to mention the appearance of the bomber plane earlier.
It was enough to attract the attention of the inner circle!
Moreover, this big guy was a fully armed bomber.
He reckoned that his country would send a helicopter to pick him up directly!
Thinking of this, his body trembled violently. He was only concerned with excitement just now.
He had never thought that his country would even notice this small forest.
His back was instantly covered in cold sweat. Even his armor had become wet.
When he saw the empty space in front of him, his mood instantly shifted.
And with these things in front of him, a wave of worry suddenly washed over Stark.
Meanwhile, in a dilapidated white palace in the center of a city, a group of people surrounded Stark's empty, withered forest.
Those in the group wore dark-green military uniforms, and the lowest military rank among them was Three Golden Flowers!
If Stark was there, he would definitely be shocked.
The previous official in the elder-level mission was there, and in the frontlines were the pictures Stark took during the battle with the fetishists.
Currently, each country only had two or three working satellites.
This also meant that they had once again regressed to an era where there was no 4G.
And these few satellites could only provide the most basic information reconnaissance, taking pictures and some of the more special functions.
But right now, there was not a single whisper of the Three Golden Flowers' military rank here.
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And Borden, who was sitting at the very front, opened his mouth when he saw that everyone had arrived.
"Since everyone is here, let's begin."
The old man's slightly aged voice echoed in the room.
But no one answered him for a long time.
Just when the old man was about to speak, the side door next to him suddenly opened.
And standing inside was a blond middle-aged man, Charles.
The person in front of him was Charles's father.
He walked straight to Borden with a cold face and asked, "Why did you tell me that my daughter is dead?! Why?! Tell me!"
Borden was out of control, and he could not explain himself.
He could only say to Charles, "Calm down first. We are helping to investigate this matter."
After saying that, he wanted to be chased out of the meeting room, but Charles had lived for so long.
How could he not know what the old man in front of him was thinking?
He just did not want to let himself know what had happened.
He looked at him and said, "Okay!"
Then he turned around and walked towards the side door.
Bang!
The sound of the door slamming was so frightening that the old man was stunned.
Not long after that, drool oozed out the corners of his mouth.
Seeing the drool at the corner of the old man's mouth, everyone hurriedly took out the pills.
They made Borden swallow the pills, and everyone watched as he swallowed them.
After he swallowed the pills, he continued to speak:
"Now, how many people do we have? Less! Information!"
Before he could finish speaking, the old man suddenly clutched his neck, unable to speak.
He was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. He was delirious.
His hands and feet were twitching as he watched the people in front of him start to flee.
They knew that this was a sign of turning into monsters.
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So they tried to escape. Just as they left their seats, they heard the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
They were so scared that they quickly ran to the door. Just as they were on the runway, before they could open the door, a roar came from behind them.
Roar!
A figure rushed towards them from behind.
Ah!
At this moment, a scream came from behind them.
Charles, who had already locked the door with iron chains, had already turned around and left.
The people in the house could not open the door and ran desperately to another door.
Ka-cha! Ka-cha!
Realizing that this door was also locked, they shouted in despair,
"The doors on both sides are locked!"
Just as he finished speaking, he was met with a bloody gaping wound by the old man.
Someone standing at the side suddenly took out a pistol and pointed it at the mutated Borden.
The people beside him saw it and shouted, "Are you crazy? This is President Borden!"
Hearing this, he immediately retorted, "He's not the president anymore!"
"He's a monster now!"
He pointed the pistol in his hand at the president in front of him.
Bang!
The pistol made a dull sound.
Immediately, an orange bullet shot toward his head.
Puchi!
The sound of the bullet entering the body was heard.
The zombie-like monster in front of him also fell to the ground.
On the other side of the White Palace, Stark did not know anything about what happened.
At this moment, he was still worried about whether he would be captured by the inner circle.
He did not know what was happening inside the White Palace.
Just as Stark was busy worrying, he suddenly remembered that an old man had told him before:
"Do not panic before you encounter something. If you panic, you will have already lost."
When he thought of this, his originally worried mood immediately disappeared.
He casually called out his Sirius Star and looked at the sci-fi Sirius Star in front of him.
He was very excited that he finally had his own plane.
And it was a heavy bomber!
At this moment, there was nothing in his hand.
Now, it was a black bracelet that suddenly appeared in his hand.
Stark's personal information was also on it.
He reached out his left hand to pick up the wristband and looked at the inner ring. He found that the inner ring was extremely smooth.
It was as cold as a block of ice, but it was not cold at all.
He picked up the wristband and put it on his right hand.
"Ding! Beginning to bind the wristband's information!"
After putting on the wristband, an electronic voice came from inside the wristband.
[Sirius military bomber: Model TLXH 135246]
[Ammunition: various types of bullets (missiles) can be used]
[Crew captain: Stark]
[Crew member: vacant]
[Crew member: vacant]
[Crew member: vacant]
[Soldier: 10/20 (full load: 20 people, 5 people in a group)]
[Team Leader: Ward, Norton]
"Ding! Binding complete. Please proceed to the cabin, Captain!"
After hearing the sound, he got up and went to the belly of the plane.
A square screen appeared in front of him with the words written on it
"Please place your palm on the screen in front of you to verify your identity."
He saw the cabin door in front of him. He then reached out and place his palm on the screen.
Ding!
Hearing the ding, he knew that this was the sound of verification.
He stood still and waited for the cabin door to open.
Three red dots were aimed at his forehead. The sound of a collision with the metal floor came from inside.
Three soldiers in Mechas came out.
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