Chapter 554 Collective

"Out of Control Level 2, Mobile Task Force, Collective, Wake Up."

The sound from the factory building was heard in the ears of everyone present, no less than a bomb went off in his ears, and the Foundation left more than one contingent.

At this time, everyone was reluctant to give birth to two legs, and everyone threw away all useless things except weapons.

"Touch~" Norden fell heavily to the ground. With a pale face, he supported himself with his trembling right hand. There was a bloody wound on his waist. He was shot when he was just fighting with the task force.

"Get up!" A tentacle stretched out and rolled him up from the ground. It was Charles' tentacle.

With his right leg injured, he can only use those transparent tentacles to move around. From the perspective of others, he seems to be completely suspended in mid-air.

In the distance, a fissure of light appeared in front of them, and the distance between the two was less than three hundred meters.

The tense Charles looked behind him from time to time. The distance was too far for the Black Beaver Task Force to keep up.

Just when Charles was halfway away from the light, a black wall rose from the cold floor with the harsh sound of metal friction, blocking the light.

The disappearance of that light cast a shadow over the hearts of Charles and the others.

Eight figures walked out from the black wall, they were wearing the black combat uniforms of the Mobile Task Force.

Although these guys look like humans, their limbs are abnormally swollen and thin, and they all seem to be monsters from incest among relatives.

Their heads are not round at all, they are completely squashed balls, without eyes, but with huge mouths. The corners of the mouths are crooked from the top of the chin to the corners of the eyes. They look very scary.

Judging from the physical characteristics, there are males and females, but they are not very distinguishable. Each of them has a circular sea wave icon tattooed on their right arm.

I just saw the circular pattern on the shoulders of the Black Beaver Task Force. Obviously, these terrifying monsters are the so-called Collective Task Force.

Charles seemed to have seen the horrific human experiments of the Foundation from them.

The eight mobile task forces stood there motionless, they didn't seem to be ready to do anything, they just wanted to stop Charles and the others.

They could wait, but Charles couldn't wait any longer. He heard the sound of approaching footsteps. The resurrected Black Beaver Task Force was rushing towards this side. If the two sides were attacked, they would really have no way to escape. .

Charles reached into his pocket first and took Lily out and set her on the ground. "Lily, take your mouse out and see if you can break through from the outside through the Narwhal."

"Mr. Charles, what are you doing in there?"

"I'll think of a way. The key is that you get out of here first. You are a mouse with small goals. They should only care about people." Charles urged anxiously.

The Aggregate Task Force members in the distance still stood there motionless, but their vague hostility grew stronger and stronger.

There was hesitation on Lily's furry face. She didn't want to run away alone, but after being persuaded by Charles repeatedly, she finally nodded. "Okay then, I'll be waiting outside for you all the time."

Lily led the mice along the edge of the wall, and quickly walked towards the crack behind the wall, but they still didn't move.

Charles licked his tongue and began to order. "Gather first and rush to the left. Dipper, Orderic, the bandages, and I will stop them for a few seconds, and the others will retreat to the right. The wall is not too high and they should be able to climb over."

Facing Charles' order, Linda has her own plans. "Captain, at this time, you shouldn't take the risk. You can let us cannon fodder rush up to attract the other party's attention."

"Shut up, I'm the captain! You just have to obey orders!"

"Da da da~~ da da da~~" Gunshots sounded from behind again, and the black beaver task force caught up. Charles knew whether he could wait any longer, and if he waited any longer, he would be completely surrounded.

"Move! Quick!!" Charles pulled out the flesh and blood revolver from the prosthesis, and rushed up with the crew.

Charles moved, and the aggregates also moved. Three of them raised their hands at the same time, and the distance between the two groups of people instantly blew a gust of wind.

Just a second later, the gust of wind turned into a tornado, slag mixed with flames, and rushed towards them.

"Retreat one after another!" Charles' body quickly became transparent, and he rushed towards the eight people invisibly.

He wanted to sneak attack, but before he got closer to five meters, he keenly heard the small voice of the other party's headset.

"Assembly, this is Black Beaver. The target has the ability to be invisible. The heat sensor shows that he is approaching your right side. Be careful!!"

"These guys can still communicate with each other.

The moment they heard the sound, the members of the collective task force clenched their fists and hit the ground forcefully. A gust of wind clung to the ground and scattered in all directions.

When the wind hit Charles, all of them looked towards Charles in unison.

Seeing that he was exposed, Charles stopped hiding and raised his gun to shoot at them quickly, attacking and retreating towards his crew.

A blue halo emerged from a short task force member, and the white bone bullets stopped in front of them.

Seeing this scene, Charles was sure that, like Alice, these guys must have had several relics stuffed into their bodies by the Foundation.

When Charles stopped attacking, all the aggregates kicked their feet and rushed towards Charles with afterimages.

"Bang bang bang!!" The gunfire sounded again, and the other crew members were covering Charles with firepower.

However, this level of attack had no effect on them at all. They rushed forward in an instant, and started attacking Charles and the others with their bare hands like wild beasts.

The aggregates have thick fingers and blackened fingertips, which look very hard.

Facing the attacks of these monsters, the crew members were completely overwhelmed. After a few seconds, three of them had already been dismembered by the other party.

There were screams, gunshots, and explosions.

When Charles and Beng finally cut off a guy's head with great difficulty, his body quickly blurred, and these monsters can be revived just like the black beavers!

And at this time, the Black Beaver Mobile Task Force had already rushed over, and in an instant, they were already on the verge of failure.

At this critical moment, Charles shouted to the second officer: "Charlie, use your relic! It's time!"

Hearing this, Charlie, who was bleeding head and blood, grabbed his right index finger with his left hand and pulled it hard.

With a click, all the right index fingers of everyone present were broken.

Everyone froze in place for a moment, and after three seconds, the mobile task force started to move, and they raised their guns and shot at Charles and the others quickly.

The sound of the bubble bursting kept ringing, and everyone including Charles burst. They were just illusions, and the real people had escaped.

The members of the two groups of task forces froze for a moment, then turned around and rushed towards the distant crack.

After they all left, a vigilant eye slowly moved away from the window in one of the factory buildings.

"They're gone, but it's good to know that their first reaction was to block the exit." Relieved, Charles turned his head and looked at the extremely embarrassed crew behind him.