North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

"Huh~"

A large stream of white water vapor spurted out from the sea.

Dean emerged from the sea, gasping for air.

His endurance is very strong, and after his flexibility is greatly increased, his diving speed is also very fast, but after all, he is not a real fish, so the price of moving at high speed is a large consumption of physical strength.

Take a break.

Dean glanced at the GPS watch on his hand and frowned slightly.

According to the display above.

I have only advanced about forty nautical miles, and I am still about sixty nautical miles away from my destination.

If at the current speed.

Even if I have super endurance, it will still take at least an hour or two.

"It is unlikely that anyone will pay attention to this area now, and I have to ensure that I have enough physical strength to complete the next beheading operation!"

With a thought, Dean took out an inflatable motorboat from the subspace that could barely hold half of his body. After inflating it with an electric wheel, he lay on it and started the engine.

Water splashed everywhere.

The motorboat drew a white wave on the sea and took him towards the island at a speed of more than fifty knots per hour.

do not know why.

Dean felt vaguely uneasy and a little uneasy.

The closer we get to our destination, the stronger the feeling of uneasiness becomes.

"It should be that there is a similar self-destruction program on the island base, so it makes me feel something. Wait until later. It is best to self-destruct, which saves me from doing anything. Otherwise, it is best to kill the people in the base personally."

Dean only thought it was an early warning from the beast's senses. He shook his head to dispel the restless mood, and ate energy bars to replenish his exhausted energy.

With his now inhuman reflexes and sense of danger.

Dean is not afraid to face any enemy.

He is only afraid of the kind of saturation bombing.

before Dean arrived.

Several warships arrived at the small island first.

They surround the entire island.

Groups of elite soldiers took small speedboats and landed on the beach to prepare for possible attacks. Then they chose a suitable location nearby and built a simple position to surround the island, which was only about ten square kilometers.

Various heavy weapons are built one by one.

Military radar covered the entire island.

Hundreds of state-of-the-art drones surround the island for surveillance.

Even underwater, there are several submarines cruising to prevent people at the base from escaping underwater.

Complete blockade by sea, land and air.

Unless the people in the base can turn into fish and swim away, they will have no chance of escaping!

On the warship, a group of people in suits looked at rows of surveillance screens with expressionless faces.

One of the middle-aged men, dressed as a general, looked at the surveillance screen and frowned: "It is impossible that the people at the base would not notice such a big movement, but until now, they have not responded. I have an ominous feeling."

The man in a suit standing at the front turned his head, glanced at the general who was speaking, and said coldly: "Don't worry, our people are high-level people who joined the Lucifer Organization very early. We are no better than the Lucifer Organization here." Strange, if not"

Speaking of which.

The man in the suit said no more, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Originally, this operation should have used the left-wing forces in the CIA to first alert the enemy and attract the attention of people in the base. Then they would suddenly appear and join forces with internal agents to seize the fruits of the Lucifer base.

Unexpectedly, there was an unknown force that directly used hacking methods to attack the base before a breakthrough was achieved in the experiment.

In this case.

They could only abandon their original plan and launch a forcible attack to ensure that all research institutions and core researchers could be retained.

This is also the test that the adult gave me after I became the director of national security.

But the man had a bad intuition in his heart.

He couldn't help but talk in his mind.

Only climb to this position.

Only then did he realize how ridiculous his previous perceptions were.

There are so many things in the world that are hidden behind ordinary people.

The general, seeing that he was distracted mid-sentence, couldn't help flashing a trace of anger on his face: "I must remind you that generally choosing such a small island as a base is to be able to retreat freely. Once too many soldiers are lost, it will be difficult for me to explain to the Ministry of National Defense!"

"You idiot who doesn't understand anything, shut up!"

The man in the suit was angered by the general's words.

He strode up to the general, looked down at him, and said viciously, word for word:

"Even if all those soldiers are dead, at most we can just find an excuse and give some pension, but if the things arranged by the adults are not completed, you and I will be finished!

You should know how that adult’s family deals with losers! "

This was the first time that someone spat in the general's face so arrogantly.

He tightened his fists, but thinking of his handle and the rumored long assassination list, he was unable to loosen his grip in the end, so he took a step back and remained silent.

Seeing the general surrender.

The man in the suit straightened his tie and issued an order: "Let the action team launch a surprise attack, kill all armed rebels wearing masks, find the person codenamed Gabriel, and escort him and the researchers out safely!"

"Yes, Director Amon!"

A group of men in suits all responded.

This person is actually Amon, whom Dean has not contacted for a long time and has been busy with other things!

Along with the instructions issued one after another.

All logged-in Marine squadrons received orders to attack at the same time.

"Quick, quick, quick, all the mechanical door programs inside have been destroyed, just force a breakthrough and control everyone inside!"

Led by several officers.

There were about a dozen teams, more than a hundred people, fully armed, and rushed in from the base gate exposed on the ground from the island.

On the warship.

Amon seemed expressionless, but in fact he was nervously waiting for the soldiers' feedback.

According to the intelligence of the intelligence officer codenamed Gabriel, in order to maintain confidentiality, there are not many armed forces with guns in the base. Most of the armed forces are inhuman experimental subjects.

As for the base's self-destruction system, all the keys must be collected.

Hope everything goes well.

Amon didn't care whether Gabriel died or not.

This secret agent was inserted by some FBI departments controlled by that adult. Now it has little value. Even if it survives, it may be silenced.

So his real target is those potion formulas and data.

As long as you can get these.

Only then did Amon have the opportunity to become a high-level member of the newly established National Security Bureau. From then on, he would rank above ten thousand people in the American Federation and become a real big shot!

Just when Amon was thinking wildly.

Within the base.

Dr. Sean looked at the soldiers pouring in on the surveillance camera with a sneer on his face.

Even the Marine Corps was mobilized.

This group of people has no idea of ​​the true terror of the base.

He couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, the base's defense system was not completely integrated with the internal system. Otherwise, if even the monitoring of the defense area fell into the hands of hackers, it would be really doomed.

All the soldiers waiting for them poured into the base through the wide-open electronic doors.

Dr. Sean took out his pager and issued an order: "Start charging the large magnetic field and release the control doors of cells one to five!"

Those subordinates who still didn't know that they had been abandoned stayed at their posts, following Dr. Sean's orders, quickly tapping the keyboard to open the thick iron doors that were independently controlled. At the same time, the walls in the base were flashing with electricity.

The uninformed Marines rushed to the inner area of ​​the base as if they were in uninhabited territory.

Here, they finally came under sniper fire.

A group of armed men wearing masks and holding weapons were shooting at them from above the huge rotunda.

Out of reach.

Several soldiers fell to the ground.

The rest of the people immediately pulled the trigger to suppress fire, and at the same time occupied various bunkers in the hall, forming a fire network with more people hitting less people.

With their well-trained and tacit cooperation.

A few screams came from above the head, but then there was no movement.

"So weak?"

One officer was confused.

Before this operation, they all wrote suicide notes as ordered.

However, the content of the suicide note did not disclose the target of the operation, but only said that it would participate in military exercises.

But for now.

The enemies are somewhat weak.

The other officers also felt similarly.

They looked at each other, and after reporting the situation, they prepared to continue rushing inside.

You can see a lot of messy chairs and untidy documents around.

They are about to reach the mission target.

More than a hundred heavily armed soldiers received the order and formed an invasion formation, covering the advance in turn.

at this time.

There was a soft thud.

A commando who rushed to the front was hunched over and ready to go upstairs. As a result, an invisible force came and 'glued' him to the wall. The weapon in his hand seemed to be... It was as if it was attracted by a huge magnet and hit the wall of the passage with a muffled sound.

Without waiting for everyone to react.

Everyone's weapons fell out of their hands and flew towards the surrounding walls.

The soldiers who were advancing alternately one after another, and because of the various iron equipment on their bodies, they hit the wall and gave them a tight hug.

This is not the worst.

The worst thing was that a soldier was stabbed directly in the buttocks by a flying pen and screamed in agony.

"FK!"

The few officers at the back were lucky enough not to step into the magnetic field.

But this was the first time they encountered this situation and saw this scene. For a moment, they didn't know how to deal with it.

at this time.

Violent shaking sounds came from the passage they originally passed through.

An officer looked behind him with a small pistol, his expression changed drastically: "Enemies, so many enemies!"

"shot!"

Several people shot repeatedly.

The bullets hit the humanoid monsters wearing prison uniforms, with muscles almost torn all over their bodies, but they seemed to be bitten by mosquitoes. They just took two steps back, and then, under the squeeze of their companions behind them, they continued to rush towards these meats. .

moment.

The entire scene was filled with screams and splattered blood.

The dropped walkie-talkie was covered in blood, but the message from the warship still came out; "This is the G772 warship, reporting the situation, repeat, this is"

Unfortunately, apart from the sound of hearty chewing, there were no soldiers left to respond to the paging call from above.

warship.

Amon and the general's faces turned the color of pig liver as they listened to the last screams and gunfire from the pager.

More than a dozen elite teams were all destroyed in less than a minute!

They didn't even have time to send back the message!

at this time.

A messenger ran to the general; "General, the radar detected that a strong magnetic field erupted at the forward base just over a minute ago, and it is suspected that there is a magnetizing force field inside."

A sudden realization flashed in Amon's eyes.

So that’s it!

Ignoring the general's ugly look, he continued to issue orders; "We found the power supply equipment on the island and it's broken!"

Finished.

He took a group of his men and prepared to land on the island in person.

If we don't get those materials, there will be no good results if we go back.

Amon is ready to fight!

"Hey, what's going on?"

Dean looked at the warship on the sea and gave up.

If he hadn't seen the soldiers on the island surrounded by soldiers, he would have turned around and left now.

"Little Mike said that in Spider Woman's body, signals are constantly transmitted to the satellite above her head, reporting the location of the cruise ship. She should be from another organization, so these warships should also be from forces outside the Lucifer organization."

"Go to the island first and find out the situation from Little Mike."

Dean climbed up from this secret corner, using the characteristics of subspace to take away the sea water from the body, put on a suit of high-end equipment, put on the mask that he had prepared long ago, and was about to take out the mask that Little Mike had given him before. Contact the device and change your identity to contact the other party.

at this time.

Buzz buzz~

In the distance on the sea, several small speedboats, carrying about twenty or thirty people of men in suits, were approaching the island.

The distance is a bit far.

Dean took out a telescope from subspace and looked over there.

next moment.

His hands shook, thinking he was hallucinating: "Amon?"

Dean never thought that he would see Amon here!

Shouldn't this guy be so busy working for the 'Holy Heaven' organization that likes to carry out terrorist attacks?

Why does it appear here?

There are drones flying around everywhere.

Dean thought for a while, took out the communication device provided by Little Mac from the subspace, and pressed the call button.

Los Angeles.

Little Mike is watching the show through the base's surveillance system.

He has made a copy of all the information hidden in the base.

As for those paper records, there is no way.

at this time.

A rough slab in front of him flickered.

This is the satellite communicator he prepared for Dean for this operation. It contains a positioning system so that in times of crisis, someone can be found for rescue.

Little Mike moved his hand a little, and the screen lit up. On the satellite map, a red dot flashed at a certain coordinate position, and its coordinate position was the island that Little Mike was paying attention to now!

"Dean?"

Little Mike's cold expression showed rare fluctuations.

Then he shook his head again.

Dean's location is more than a hundred nautical miles away from the base. It is impossible for the other party to reach it. Moreover, the boarding inspection is very strict, and Dean has no chance to bring the equipment he sent aboard.

Therefore, this should be someone or a force that Dean cooperates with.

pity.

The surveillance of the cruise ship was destroyed by him.

Otherwise, you can see what Dean is doing now.

Little Mac tapped the tablet screen gently: "Who are you?"

"You can call me Zero!"

A deep and majestic voice came out from the flat-panel loudspeaker.

Original sound?

While recording the other party's information and voice, Little Mike continued: "What's the matter?"

“I’m Dean’s friend.

I'll take over your mission.

Now I need you to provide information about the base and the location of key figures!

As a reward.

I will bring you what you want! "

“Hundreds of fully armed marines had just entered, but now they have all become food.

Inside the base, there is a magnetized force field.

All metal weapons cannot be used, and the innermost passage is occupied by a group of very powerful experimental subjects. It is controlled by another system and I cannot influence it.

Are you sure you want to go in? "

Although little Mike thinks that the guy named Zero will die if he goes in.

But it has nothing to do with him.

It’s best to have more comprehensive information, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t have it.

After getting the scattered research information, he was confident that he could replicate or even surpass it.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me the route inside!"

"Okay, here's the route."

small island.

After listening to the detailed route map provided by Little Mac, Dean put his earbuds into the subspace.

"Amon, I hope you don't want to die."

He twisted his neck, turned his palm, took out the heavy Gatling, hung the bullet belt on his body, pointed it at the drone in the sky, and pulled the trigger.

Today I have decided to kill.

Whoever stops him will die!

A torrent of bullets instantly covered the sky.

The drones fell in pieces as if they were targeted by a skilled shooter.

"what's the situation!"

On the speedboat, Amon and his group looked at the downed drones, their eyes widening.

The nearby Marines reacted quickly, and the two teams immediately rushed in the direction of the gunfire. However, when they arrived, there was no one on the ground, not even a ghost.

If it weren't for the strong smell of gunpowder in the air and the bullet casings all over the ground, they would have almost thought that everything just happened was an illusion!

Just when they don't know how to report it.

Various screams came from the pager on my shoulder:

"FK, someone wants to enter the base."

"Gatling, oh my god, that guy's carrying a Gatling!"

"Requesting support, requesting bombardment"

Accompanied by a series of explosions.

The screams disappeared even faster as they appeared.

When all the teams approached the positions at the gate of the base, they saw only the corpses and remains of their comrades scattered everywhere.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts when they saw this scene.

You must know that less than two minutes passed from the time they discovered the situation to the time they rushed over to support. As a result, twelve fully armed elite soldiers in two positions were all killed!

Oh, God!

What kind of enemies are they facing?

Kill all the soldiers watching the gate.

Dean threw away the empty Gatling, took out his dual-wielding machine guns, and quickly ran towards the passage.

Wait until you get close to the lobby.

The strong smell of blood spreads along the air.

Dean's steps slowed.

Just around the corner.

A scene like purgatory appeared in his field of vision.

Humanoid beasts wearing standard prison uniforms lay on the ground, feasting on food. All kinds of internal organs and filth were thrown all over the floor. The long intestines were dragged and stuck to the bloody passage, outlining the flesh and blood from hell. painting..

Under the mask.

Dean pursed his lips, silently raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

Da da da~

Orange flames spurted out.

One after another, humanoid beasts were accurately shot in the head.

The rest of the beasts that were eating were awakened by the silence. They all stopped eating and looked up at the passage. Their blood-red eyes and ferocious faces covered with blood were enough to scare the tough-minded warrior to the point of peeing.

Dean just kept his face expressionless and continued to fire like a burst of shots.

Strong learning ability and body control are in front of you.

He has already mastered all kinds of popular firearms, and has almost reached the level of mastery, which is unprecedented.

With a gun in hand, he is a god!

Kill everyone you see!

Not to mention dual-wielding charge!

More than a hundred humanoid beasts were not able to hold on for ten seconds before they all rushed to the street.

Dean finished changing the magazine, stepped on the sticky blood and flesh on the ground, and slowly stepped into the even more disgusting hall.

Click~

After he entered.

A dozen armed men wearing masks, holding submachine guns, aimed at Dean who had just walked in from above their heads, and were about to pull the trigger.

How to know.

Dean raised his guns as if there were eyes on his head.

As soon as those people stuck their heads out, they turned into piles of rotten watermelons.

Before monitoring.

Dr. Sean, who was carrying the box, and a group of senior scientific researchers behind him, were all frightened by the guy wearing a clown mask in the picture.

How could someone's marksmanship reach this level?

Dr. Sean swallowed and said unconfidently: "Is this guy a robot disguised as a human?"

No one could answer his question.

Until I saw the man walking towards the upper passage.

Dr. Sean said fiercely: "Turn on the magnetic field again and release all the remaining test items!"

"Doctor, the base's energy reserve is running low!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let it all out!"

Finished.

Dr. Sean and the researchers behind him stared at the surveillance screen.

Affected by magnetic field.

Various distorted snowflakes appear on the screen.

Wait until the screen returns to normal again.

From the surveillance camera, the masked man who had already walked up the corridor had nothing in his hands.

He is disarmed!

Looking at the humanoid beasts that had just emerged from the cage, Dr. Sean waved his fist, breathed heavily, and said viciously: "Tear this bastard to pieces, without a gun, let's see if you die!"

Catalytic agents will cause the body's self-limiting protection to disappear.

Any surviving test subject can grow to a level of strength comparable to what human genes can withstand!

No one can survive in front of such a group of beasts with bare hands!

This guy is dead!

Dr. Sean waved his fist in a glum manner.

The man wearing a clown mask in the picture brought him more psychological pressure than the hundreds of fully armed Marines before.

On the stairs.

Dean tilted his head and looked at the humanoid beasts rushing in front of him. He thought for a while and did not continue to take out the gun from subspace.

This location is a bit awkward. There are no weapons left by the soldiers on the ground, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere.

Subspace can no longer be used.

He clenched his fists, took a few steps, and walked up the corridor on the second floor, making a sprinting gesture, waiting for the beasts to enter his outbreak zone.

"Is this guy planning to jump on top of those beasts and sprint for 100 meters?"

A group of researchers responsible for controlling magnetic field equipment looked at the poses of the masked man under surveillance and discussed with a smile.

No one expressed discomfort with the blood and gore in the picture.

They researchers may seem weak, but they have probably seen more flesh and blood than many ordinary people will eat in a lifetime.

Just a small scene.

Just when these people were using jokes to relieve the tension of being surrounded.

In the picture, the person wearing the clown mask moved!

Dean stepped down, his whole body was like a big curved bow, and his fists were like arrows. The moment he came into contact with those humanoid beasts, countless afterimages were formed, and they collided and smashed against them.

Bang bang bang~

The sound of air exploding came from the void.

Each fist shadow turned into two sledgehammers with the explosive power of bows and arrows, and struck the heads of the three humanoid beasts in the front with great ferocity.

Fists punched.

Dean didn't even look back, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, brushing against the bodies of the humanoid beasts that were hit, and continued to push forward.

behind.

The three corpses, driven by inertia, lost their momentum and fell limply on the passage, sliding forward. In the transept, steaming red and white liquid flowed out and was exposed to the air.

He blasted more than ten humanoid beasts in one breath.

The old strength is gone, but the new strength is not yet born.

A steady stream of humanoid beasts, their faces full of desire for flesh and blood, opened their mouths wide, and continued to pounce on them one after another.

Dean's eyes flashed with excitement.

Since the success of Muay Thai, the body has exceeded the limits of the human body.

It is difficult to use force alone.

Today is a happy day!

He took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar: "Kill!"

By rushing through inertia.

Dean's fists, elbows and knees were all turned into murderous weapons. With one punch, the eyeballs of the flying beasts were blown out. Then he jumped up in the air and slammed his knees on the heads of the other two beasts, knocking their heads off. They were all dented.

The more he fights, the more excited he becomes!

A steady stream of power squeezed out of flesh and blood, turning into energy for Dean's killing.

Those beasts pounced on him, barely leaving any traces.

Dean's casual blows carry a superb vibrating force that can directly ignore the powerful vitality of those beasts and shatter the opponent's brain.

The killing was crazy.

Dean directly grabbed the legs of a humanoid beast, used them as weapons, and smashed them out randomly.

When only a pair of broken thighs were left in his hands, his eyes became empty again.

"happy!"

"happy!!"

Dean gasped and laughed.

He casually threw away the stumps and broken legs in his hands, and turned to look at the humanoid beasts that were not dead yet. His eyes were red, and he was already red with blood.

Who would have thought that when those humanoid beasts who knew no pain and had low IQs saw this murderous god, they dragged their fractured and sunken bodies like frightened rats, whimpering pitifully towards the hall. Climb away.

I'm afraid that if I run too slowly, I'll be torn apart by the opponent.

"A group of garbage!"

Dean made a throat-slitting gesture towards the surveillance camera, stepped on the brains on the ground, returned to the hall, covered his body with weapons and bombs, and continued walking into the passage with a grin.

Before monitoring.

Sean and a group of senior researchers were dumbfounded.

The armed guards behind them were stunned.

Those researchers who control the defense system are stupid.

Even Little Mike, who was far away in Los Angeles, couldn't help but open his mouth on his cold face.

Don't ask why you open your mouth and look sluggish.

Asking is the body’s instinctive reaction.

"Here he comes, he's coming towards our laboratory!"

One female researcher, whose expression remained unchanged when faced with a pile of viscera, cried and was at a loss what to do.

There was a male researcher who liked vivisection for fresh samples. His trousers were wet and his body smelled of urine.

Someone summoned Dr. Sean for help.

But other than the busy signal, there was no reply.

Facing such a murderous god.

They seem to have seen their next ending.

Da da da~

Death, however, does not delay its arrival due to their fear.

Dean kicked open the out-of-control door and looked at the laboratory, where a group of elites looked like humans and dogs. Their fingers drew a √ representing a smile on the clown mask and waved goodbye.

"Don't kill me, I have money, I can give you all my money!"

"I am a talented student at Stanford, proficient in all kinds of biological research, don't kill me, I am useful!"

"I can accompany you, I'm very skilled!"

Faced with a series of elite begging for mercy, the only response was the sound of gunshots and the impact of bullet shells that echoed in the laboratory.

"Noisy!"

Looking at the twitching bodies on the ground, Dean pulled out a high-explosive grenade, threw it in, and closed the door politely.

Boom~

The heavy door formed a C shape and hit the passage.

The blast of air flow from the explosion drove Dean towards the next laboratory at a brisk pace.

Da da da~

The sound of gunfire echoed through the passage.

Go all the way to the end of this passage.

Still feeling unsatisfied, Dean blew up the surrounding surveillance cameras, pretended to take out the communicator from his pocket, and called Little Mike again: "Help me see if there are any little mice that have escaped here."

As a person of credibility.

If you say kill all these bastards, you will kill all these bastards.

These beasts don't deserve to live!

Eight thousand words are presented.

It’s equivalent to 14,000 updates today.

I can't bear it any longer. I'll finish this plot after I wake up.