War in Heaven

Hey!

With the pleasant sound, the elevator door in front of Sam Fisher opened again, and it was a dark passage into his sight.

Sam put on the night vision device neatly, pulled out his long-time FN-57 pistol, and the high-performance silencer at the muzzle made the barrel a little bloated.

As a special agent who is always performing secret missions, this man is almost the ultimate in sneaking into combat. He has sneaked and assassined all over the world, and the United States simply would not admit that there is such a person. Even if he died in the mission, he would only become an unidentified body.

After hundreds of infiltration operations, Sam Fisher has long been a true "ghost agent", and unless he is in a void without a cover, he can always find a way to sneak.

Even in the seemingly empty metal passages, there is no way to do it.

Sam puts his pistol up and presses the switch on the side of his black tactical glove, then sticks his hands on the metal wall and climbs up the wall like a gecko. His hands seemed to be sucked on the ceiling, and his feet were glued to the glue, and the whole person was attached to the top of the passage.

The agent reptile-like, slowly advancing on the ceiling, did not even make a small sound. The black combat uniforms are completely integrated into the shadows, silently moving in the darkness.

The passage below is filled with dead silence, no footsteps or any other sound, and Sam is alert to observe the situation below and continue to move forward slowly.

He is not using the Gecko Adsorption Gloves, but the latest magnetic equipment developed by the military. This secret weapon has not even been placed in the special forces. Only the top agents like Sam Fisher are equipped. Top secret equipment that is still in development.

"..."

The passage was so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat. Sam speeded up the crawling slightly. When he was about to pass the corner, he heard the other side of the corner and sounded a low-pitched chat sound, like from a close distance:

"Find them."

"Expanding... expanding..."

"need more……"

- What are these people talking about?

Sam's brow blocked by the eyepiece slammed slightly.

He silently extended his left hand, placed a miniature camera on the corner of the ceiling, switched the eyepiece to the shooting mode, and suddenly there was a clear black and white picture:

The three men were standing on the other side of the corner five meters away and whispered to communicate. This kind of scene has been seen countless times in Sam's career. This time it should be solved easily, but...

These people seem to be a little bit wrong.

Perceived by the strangeness of the other side, Sam did not act immediately, but continued to stay at the top of the ceiling and observed the three people in the shot.

These guys don't look like soldiers, nor are they equipped with any weapons. They should be just residents of the refuge, but this is strange:

If you are chatting, the actions of these three people are too "stiff". No one will stand still in the same place when chatting with friends, as if they were three sculptures.

Look at the three geeks who don’t make any moves in the shot, just standing in the same place. Sam Fisher pondered for a few seconds and decided to act as usual.

For this body that has experienced countless hidden operations, the assassination has long been an instinctive reaction. Sam climbed two steps forward, the magnetic device on the gloves and shoes suddenly closed, and the whole person suddenly began to fall in the air. Pulling out the pistol blew three bullets at the three men.

The gunshots suppressed by the agent with a silencer interrupted the three unexplained chats. The three blood flowers were sprayed from the top of the three men, and the bullets played by Sam rushed into their heads accurately.

However, the three did not fall down, but suddenly turned to look at Sam.

During his decades of special agent career, Sam Fisher has never seen anyone who has not responded after being headshot. In the face of unreasonable conditions, even the agent had a moment of stunned and made a strange voice:

"Ok?"

Then, he saw the three people suddenly open their mouths and a black swarm of insects in their mouths.

I don't know where it is, a warm male voice: "Welcome!"

......

"Fisher, come back."

The commander who remained on the ground tried to use the radio to contact his subordinates, but the depth of the underground shelter was clearly beyond his imagination.

From a place 100 meters underground, it is natural that the signal from the ground is not received. After the commander tried it a few times, he gave up his intention to continue to contact the agent.

It stands to reason that as long as Sam Fisher is out, there is absolutely no need to worry. But somehow, there is an inexplicable sense of irritability that rises from the commander's mind.

"Is it an illusion..." he muttered in a low voice.

- There may be an incredible danger hidden in this shelter. It is the right choice to leave this place now.

The commander forcibly suppressed the irritating emotions, opened his own status bar and looked at it, confirming the current values:

Role name: stellar wreckage.

Control points: 0.

Prestige value: 0.

Kills: 0

Strength: 17.

Agile: 14.

Endurance: 15.

Lucky: 12.

The commander hiding in the ruins, silently staring at the door of the newsstand, waited patiently for about five minutes, and the closed metal door finally opened again.

The agent in the black clothes came out, but the movement was obviously slower, and it was not as agile as usual. Sam Fisher's head shed two bloodstains and limped to the ruins.

Seeing this scene, the wreckage of the star immediately greeted it, and the face was full of wrinkles, and the expression suddenly became dignified.

He slammed Sam's right arm, took the agent into the ruins, and then asked unambiguously: "What's the situation below?"

Agent shook his head and took off the three-cylinder eyepiece on his head and handed it to the commander. He whispered: "Look at it yourself."

After wearing the eyepiece, the star's wreckage appeared in front of the camera that was photographed by the built-in camera of the eyepiece. After seeing the incredible picture, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper.

"This place is not suitable... as a hiding place." Sam shook his head and reached out to wipe the blood from his forehead.

It’s a miracle that he can live alone and escape from the overwhelming tide of insects. If you change the special forces, you will definitely suffer heavy casualties!

"indeed so."

The stellar wreck nodded and ordered the soldiers around him to "prepare to retreat."

"Commander, what's wrong with the shelter?" Even though he didn't know what was going on, the engineer was aware of the strange atmosphere.

"Nothing, goodbye." The commander named "Star Scrap" waved at the engineer.

"What are you -"

The words of the question were just beginning, and they were cut off by the dull guns. An engineer with a bullet hole in his eyebrows fell into the ruins.

In the view of the wreckage of the star, this ghost place cannot be used as a hiding place at all. In this case, the engineer is completely worthless.

However, the people who stayed inside might not have died yet. So, if those people can still live, they will receive the "souvenirs" they left behind:

“Before evacuating, arrange a thunder in front of the newsstand.”

Having said that, the stellar wreck raised a smile on his lips: "Give them some fun."