Chapter 87: Panic in a Large Settlement
The commander was thinking.
He had been thinking about one thing, that is, whether it was right or wrong to release No. 5.
He had just sent someone to ask, and No. 5 had already run away.
After running away, would he come back?
He had always been worried that No. 5 was actually pretending all the time.
After all, many people would pretend to be stupid, and there were superhumans who had pretended before.
Being able to pretend for so long was enough to show that No. 5 was extraordinary.
"Superhumans, that's a weapon more powerful than nuclear bombs! If a superhuman who is not well controlled and out of control will be another doomsday for mankind..."
Superhumans have extremely powerful strength, which is their advantage.
But they also have fatal shortcomings.
That is, their psychology is a bit abnormal!
These superhumans in the military district are all products of the laboratory, all mutants, so the shortcomings are more fatal.
He was thinking, at this time, a report sounded outside the door.
"Come in!"
A soldier came in, saluted first, and then said loudly: "Report to the commander, No. 6 said that No. 5 is dead."
The commander stood up with a bang.
No. 5 is dead?
How is this possible? !
He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll check it myself!"
How did No. 6 know that No. 5 was dead?
He gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards the command room.
After arriving at the combat command room, almost everyone was driven out, leaving only the commander and the deputy commander.
"See where No. 5 is."
"Yes!"
The commander immediately passed through the many passwords and clicked on a strange software.
Then he was shocked and said, "No. 5 is dead."
The commander took a deep breath and said, "Check where he went last."
The commander and the deputy commander were busy.
Then they found two paths.
One path is still active now, that is, the chip taken out of No. 5's stomach is still working;
The other path is located at a certain place, and through satellite viewing, it is found that there is a manor there.
"That's over there in that small settlement!"
The commander nodded and said, "So, No. 5 died in that small settlement? What killed him?"
The commander and the deputy commander looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.
"Speak!"
The commander gritted his teeth and said, "In my opinion, the one who can kill No. 5 should also be a superhuman!"
They all knew how powerful No. 5 was.
Even with guns and poison, he couldn't be killed.
At least he could escape.
But now, he is dead!
There should be only one possibility, that is, there are superhumans there!
The commander gritted his teeth, "Superhuman?"
Superhumans who don't belong to the military zone.
Danger!
What to do now?
The commander was in trouble.
He walked out of the command room.
At this time, Colonel Wu had returned with the soldiers.
With a wild boar.
Colonel Wu's face was very ugly.
They followed the location of No. 5, but they didn't catch No. 5, but only a wild boar!
No. 5 was out of control.
How can he explain this?
Then he looked at the commander and lowered his head immediately.
The commander looked at Colonel Wu deeply, then sighed and left.
Colonel Wu was a little nervous and didn't know what to do for a while.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Report to the commander, No. 5..."
"I know."
Got it?
Colonel Wu felt that he should make things clear, otherwise he might not have to work as a colonel, so he said: "No. 5 is walking too fast, we can't keep up. I didn't expect him to transfer the positioning chip and bomb to a wild boar..."
"You are the pig!" The commander scolded.
Colonel Wu didn't dare to speak.
"No. 5 is dead. He was killed."
Colonel Wu was stunned.
How did No. 5 die?
He didn't know.
But he got a very important information from the commander's words.
They were able to track No. 5 all the time!
So, there are some things that he is not qualified to know at his level.
"Killed by... by whom?"
Colonel Wu couldn't believe his ears.
You know, the "ghost" that gave them a headache was injured by No. 5.
In fact, he didn't know that No. 5 could have killed Flame directly a long time ago. He just let Flame go on purpose in order to escape.
The commander sighed, "Superhuman."
Superhuman!
Colonel Wu was scared when he heard these four words.
What should we do?
Where is the superhuman? Is it from that small settlement?
He didn't dare to speak.
Facing wild superhumans, they felt a little powerless.
It's no exaggeration to say that if that person has the ability to kill No. 5, he should be able to destroy the entire military zone.
After all, superhumans are not fools, and they won't stand there stupidly and let you hit them.
Their mobility is incomparable to that of ordinary humans.
The commander held a meeting again.
This time, he looked even more serious.
"This meeting is mainly to tell you that the superhuman No. 5 we sent out is dead."
Everyone was silent.
"According to our guess, there should be superhumans in that small settlement, the number is unknown. The question now is, how should we deal with this possible threat?"
No one spoke.
The director of the Food Committee suddenly stood up and asked: "Commander, has this been confirmed?"
"The fact that No. 5 has been confirmed is that he is indeed dead."
Then there is no need to say anything more.
No. 5 is already dead, which means that the other party also has a superhuman, and is even more powerful than No. 5.
"Why don't we release No. 6?" Colonel Wu said with gritted teeth.
The commander snorted.
The meeting now is for you to find a solution, not for you to make trouble!
The director of the Food Committee also said: "If the other party has a superhuman, it will be a huge threat to us. Because they have sent someone here before. The one who was sent here should be their superhuman, but I didn't expect that even No. 5 was not his opponent."
The commander knocked on the table and said: "Now there is a question, is it war or peace?"
War?
Then we would naturally attack the small settlement, which would certainly result in casualties;
Peace?
Then we would naturally send people to negotiate.
Everyone gritted their teeth.
“I think it would be better if we send people to negotiate, put forward conditions, and see if they agree. We are a large settlement, and also a military region, so how can we be weaker than them in terms of strength? How about asking them to pay tribute to us?” The director of the Food Committee stood up and said.
Ask them to pay tribute?
Will they?
