230 Why haven't the statistics been finished yet?
The fire that blocked the mutant monster was fired by the psychics. The power of the fire was not only average. The fish scales on the mutant monster could not even penetrate the bullets, but in this fire, the fish scales were about to melt.
But it still rushed out with its powerful vitality against the fire.
Yuyou also rushed into the fire, but he was not holding on to life force, but a transparent oval shield, chasing the mutant monster and running forward.
Qing Xiran was watching in the surveillance. Seeing that the mutant monster was about to run away, she pressed a key on the keyboard and remotely activated Qing Xiaomei's voice playback function.
[My wife, wife, come here, come here quickly.]
【Old man, come back quickly, come back soon.】
...
These two sentences were repeatedly switched. In this empty era base, especially in the yard covered with sisal, where the lights were originally invisible, Qing Xiaomei was wearing white bed sheets and two big red flowers on her head, constantly switching between two completely different voices of men and women. The picture looked... quite a bit creepy.
As a result, the half-run mutant monster listened to the sound, the speed of escape gradually slowed down. Two of the heads, the two belonged to Grandpa Hu and Grandma Hu, looked confused, as if they were telling why this sound gave me such data.
It was at the pause of this mutant monster that Yuyou caught up from behind and rushed forward.
He pressed on the mutant monster, took out his gun, and pressed the muzzle against one of the mutant monsters' heads, and fired three shots with "bang bang bang". Sparks splashed everywhere, and the bullet was bounced away by the hard fish scales on the mutant monster's head.
The surroundings surrounded the imperial underworld, some took knives and some took guns, and rushed up, but they couldn't do anything about this mutant monster.
"Roll with fire!"
Yuyou shouted while riding the monster, and was so angry that he held the butt stock in his hand and smashed one of the mutant monsters hard.
The mutant monster closed his mouth tightly and was beaten to the point of tilting his head by Yuyou.
Why should I close my mouth tightly? Qing Xiran held her waist with her hands, leaned her back to the back of the chair behind her, put her thumb on her lips, staring at the screen with her eyes, thinking!
Just as the fire-type supernatural abilities in Xuyou's hand rushed over, Qing Xiran said to Xuyou:
"Try shooting it in the mouth."
Her voice poured into Yuyou's brain from the Bluetooth headset. He pressed the mutant monster that kept swelling. He turned the gun in his hand and found one of the heads, and the mouth on the other head was slightly open.
Without thinking, Yuyou stuffed the barrel into the mutant monster's mouth and fired a muffled "bang".
This mutant monster was directly shot.
However, this is just one of the heads of this mutant monster was exploded, and there are still four left, and there are still many small fish mouths on it.
"Press it down!!!"
Yuyou ordered that Youyuxia wears explosion-proof gloves and press down one of the heads of the mutant monsters. Youyuxia shoots directly in the direction of the monster's mouth.
As it turns out, the mouth of this mutant monster is the fatal weakness of this monster. Because it has too many heads and mouths, it actually has many fatal weaknesses.
However, as long as a fatal weakness is not killed, this monster will not die.
Qing Xiran silently looked at the crowd of people, and only saw the monster's hands and feet struggling. Gunshots rang one after another. The garrisons held the barrels and stuffed the mutant monster's mouth. There was no suspense to completely kill the mutant monster.
She hung up Xuyou's phone number, called Luo Bei again, and asked who the two children Xuyou picked up today were.
Luobei was counting the people from the Times Base. He was walking around in the South Camp, holding a piece of paper in one hand and a pen in the other, his head tilted to one side, and his phone was clamped with his ears and shoulders.
After hearing Miss Qing's inquiry, Luo Bei stood in the South Camp, looking back and forth at the garrison training ground, standing, sitting, or squatting at the Times Base, and said:
"The two children sent by Commander Xu? I have only counted more than 100 children here. There are more than 300 children in the Times Base. I haven't counted there yet. I'll ask about the garrison later."
"Why haven't the count been completed yet?"
Qing Xiran frowned and looked at the time in his mind. It was now 12 a.m.
"When evacuating from the Times Base, some people were unwilling to leave at all. The retreat team was long. Although there were garrison cars to help pick up people all the way, there were still people who were still left behind."
"Those who have not entered the camp after the car or entered the camp after 10 pm, register their names, observe closely, and monitor secretly, because these people are likely to do something else on the way to escape."
Qing Xiran calculated the time. It was at 14 noon that she found Qing one by one and spent half an hour watching surveillance, making phone calls, making arrangements, and ordering the Times Base to clear the site.
If you follow the walking speed and the first person to obey and walk away on foot, you should also walk to the guardrail cordon at 9 pm and walk for six or seven hours.
The cordon will respond immediately and take in the refugees from the Times Base. After all, they are people from the Times Base. According to the close cooperative relationship between the Times Base and the garrison, the cordon of the garrison will not sit idly by and watch the people from the Times Base flee.
Of course, this is only the time it takes to take without notifying the garrison and there is danger about the time base.
In the times base, there are many garrisons, civilians, and combat types who are recuperating from injuries. These garrisons are carried on stretchers, slowly, with a cautious and bumpy attitude. Even if they walk out of the South Gate at the speed of a child, it only takes four or five hours at most.
The first batch of garrisons left the South Gate. After the mobile phone signal was restored, the garrison cordon would be notified. The people from the Times Base would withdraw from the base and surrender to the garrison camp, requiring the people from the Times Base to receive the people along the cordon.
Then at the slowest speed, before 10 o'clock in the evening, people from the Times Base who were working non-stop would be sent to the camp by the cordon.
Especially at that time, only the signal from the Times Base was wrong. Not far from the Times Base, civil garrisons could notify the suburbs to come to the city gate to pick up the fugitives. The time was discounted. In the evening, the last batch of people evacuated from the Times Base should be sent to the camp.
Chapter completed!