Agreeing to Create Bad Games, What the Hell Is ‘Titanfall’? Chapter 419: Why Are You Singing Now?

What was that sound?

As the "dudududu" sound grew closer and closer!

Tree-ge raised his short-barreled shotgun, just about to turn around and aim the barrel at the doorway!

Suddenly, he saw a shadow clad entirely in black ceramic plate body armor, fully ard like a ghost from the dark night, charging straight toward him!

The "dudududu" sound was short and rapid!

The tactical night vision goggles on its face emitted an eerie green glow!

"Ahhh—!!!"

Just one glance!

Tree-ge was instantly frightened into trembling!

The sudden appearance without any warning, combined with that speed that gave no ti to react!

On one side, Tree-ge's short-barreled shotgun didn't even have ti to be raised!

On the other side, the special operative [Phantom Agent]'s body was already leaping into the air!

Whoosh—!

Tree-ge only felt his vision blur.

Imdiately after, a flying kick violently slamd into his face!

It was just like Void Faceless who had just bought a Refresher Orb but hadn't even had ti to open and use it before being kicked away by a Tusk and instantly focused down!

Thud!

Tree-ge only had ti to let out a short scream before crashing to the ground with a thud!

"Holy—shit—!!!"

The chat barrage was shocked!

What the hell is this thing? Instant kill? Directly kicked down?

Damn, that kick almost split Tree-ge's shotgun open!

Special unit! Wow this is interesting! Looks like as ti increases, difficulty grows, the reinforcents the police send will get more and more badass...

Indeed, at first it was just regular officers, then SWAT, now even special forces are joining in!

Horror ga, you're happily robbing and suddenly there's a "dudududu" sound behind you, turn around and get a flying kick!

Truly terrifying, looks just like freaking Wuji Sword Saint!

And it's a Wuji Sword Saint with ultimate activated!

Once Highlander's Bloodline activates, how will you respond?

Can't respond, absolutely can't respond...

The key is this thing charges over way too fast, such strong pressure!

And one-shot kill, who the hell can withstand this?

Too brutal...

anwhile, Tree-ge lying on the ground was also screaming incessantly, clutching his head in pain!

Unlike other units, after taking him down, the Phantom Agent wouldn't leave to attack his teammates, but would stay in place, beating him from 360-degree angles.

The police baton whooshed toward his face, while also kicking his back violently.

Although in the motion-sensing pod, such beatings wouldn't actually injure the player, and the pain sensation was minimal,

the damage might be small, but the humiliation was extre.

"Ouch damn! Hey hey hey—whoa no no no—let's talk, bro, can we talk—"

Tree-ge curled up on the ground, being violently kicked, urgently calling for support:

"Help help help! Damn I've got a big bro here! Save —!!!"

Rat-a-tat! Rat-a-tat!

Before his words finished!

Two AK bursts were heard.

With a thud, the Phantom Agent fell to the ground.

Turning to look, Zhuang Zhuang appeared at the doorway, extending a hand:

"You okay, Tree-ge?"

"Whew—"

Tree-ge let out a long sigh of relief, reached out his hand, and pulled himself up with Zhuang Zhuang's help:

"Not bad, damn this thing is too fierce, directly took down with one move."

Just as he was speaking.

Beep!

The centrifuge behind them finished spinning simultaneously.

However, after uploading the paraters analyzed by the centrifuge to Bane, they received a negative response from Bane:

[No good, doesn't qualify! This sample still doesn't et the employer's required standards, collect again! Quick quick quick!]

"Damn it—!"

Hearing this, Tree-ge was furious:

"So I took that kick for nothing?"

Helpless!

Tree-ge had to run back to the intensive care unit.

Just then, Big Bro's voice ca through the earpiece:

"Tree-ge Tree-ge! Do you still have ammo? I'm in the north lab, there are too many enemies along the way, my consumption is too fast!"

That's right.

With the blood testing task from the centrifuge issued, all four squad mbers had taken action.

Not just Tree-ge, Big Bro had also simultaneously collected a patient's blood, looking for a centrifuge to test.

However, unlike Tree-ge's relatively smooth progress,

to reach the northern laboratory, Big Bro had taken down at least eighty enemies, if not a hundred.

By the ti he put the blood in the centrifuge, his spare ammo was almost exhausted.

"I have so, I brought an ammo bag,"

Hearing this, Tree-ge responded:

"How much ammo do you have left? Is it urgent?"

Click click.

Sounds of Big Bro checking ammo ca through the earpiece:

"Not bad, I still have my last magazine, why don't you put the ammo bag in the intensive care unit, it's not too urgent for ... urgent urgent urgent..."

Unexpectedly!

Through the earpiece, Big Bro's voice started repeating like a stuck tape.

Tree-ge's brain short-circuited:

"Bei bei bei bei bei?"

"What? If it's not urgent then it's not urgent, why are you singing now?"

Tree-ge was confused.

Completely unable to understand why Big Bro would have ti to pay tribute to Girls' Generation during such intense gunfire.

But before his words finished!

Zzzt—zzap!

Suddenly!

Loud electric current sounds burst through the earpiece!

Imdiately after, Ayin's furious voice ca through with difficulty!

"I... I..."

"There's a stun gun officer officer officer... help help help help..."

Zzzap—

As the electric current sounds grew clearer!

They could see Ayin in the northern laboratory maintaining a very strange posture—one hand curled in front of his chest, the other holding his MP5, legs held in an inward position like a shy little girl, neck twisted, his whole body twitching.

Overall, he looked like Old Man Wu from next door having a seizure.

Behind him stood a special officer in dark blue combat uniform with a bright yellow stripe on his helt—

Taser currents ran through his body, making him involuntarily squeeze the trigger, exhausting his already scarce ammo.

The worst part was that the stun gun officer's current was almost permanent—as long as no one interrupted it, the duration was infinite.

"Wow, such a unique pose, Big Bro."

As soon as Liu Liu entered the laboratory, he saw Ayin's embarrassing appearance.

The viewers burst out laughing—

What the hell tribute to Girls' Generation!

Laughing my ass off, Tree-ge is such a genius at continuing songs...

I thought the Highlander's Bloodline instant kill kick was already overpowered enough, but here's a permanent control Professor Yang's Kiss!

Damn, directly electrocuted endlessly, Big Bro's internet addiction must be huge...

Increase the voltage! Two more treatnt sessions!

The more you can't move, the bigger your internet addiction, you need more electric shocks!

"Hahahaha damn you really understand internet addiction theory..."

...

The chat barrage was blazing hot!

Amidst the hail of bullets, with the addition of special support, the entire hospital was in complete chaos, getting more and more lively!

Large numbers of police reinforcents arrived, seemingly endless!

Four figures shuttled through the corridors, constantly going back and forth to draw blood, repeatedly activating centrifuges, and putting blood samples into them.

However!

Although the electronic music and baptism of gunfire made blood boil and adrenaline constantly secrete stimulation.

During the process, a trace of strange and eerie feeling grew stronger and stronger as the mission continued—

Patient number three died.

Perhaps because the on-site firefight was too intense, affecting the patient to so extent.

Or perhaps they drew blood too frequently, overburdening the patient already in deep coma.

Or maybe it was just coincidence—the patient happened to have an attack during their heist.

Anyway.

Target number three died.

And with the patient's death, the situation seed to be getting more and more strange.

The originally unqualified blood samples saw their key indicator values rapidly increasing, seemingly about to et standards.

anwhile, the patient's body, which should have stopped all vital signs, didn't grow cold but instead remained continuously feverish.

Not only that.

As ti passed, the patient's left hand, left arm, left leg, and even left cheek began to show varying degrees of mutation.

The less affected cheek began to develop large patches of red rash, while the more severely affected left arm and left leg began to develop dense lesion-like blisters resembling burns.

Bane's voice continuously sounded in the four's earpieces—

[Key indicator 95%! Well done!]

[97%...]

[99%...]

[100%! Standards t brothers well done! Now imdiately draw three more blood samples! The extraction vehicle has arrived at the underground parking lot, withdraw quickly!]

—

As the needle entered the patient's blood vessel, crimson blood gradually filled the test tube.

Outside the door, intense firefights continued.

The rat-a-tat of gunfire and occasional explosions shook the entire intensive care unit, making it tremble unsteadily.

One tube, two tubes, three tubes.

Snap.

As the third tube of blood was drawn.

Liu Liu also pulled out the needle, simultaneously turning to get the insulated case behind her.

However!

In that split second!

Rustle—

In a daze!

She seed to see the patient's right index finger... twitch?

Liu Liu's heart skipped a beat!

What's going on?

Did I see wrong?

Looking more carefully, she saw the patient's heart rate monitor showing a flat line, clearly dead beyond doubt.

And just then, Ayin who was guarding the doorway turned back and shouted into the care unit:

"Liu Liu, ready? We need to withdraw!"

"Oh oh! Ready ready!"

Liu Liu snapped out of her daze, hurriedly putting the blood samples into the insulated case and standing up.

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Seeing this, Ayin quickly holstered his gun and waved, wanting to cover his teammates as they orderly retreated toward the elevator at the end of the corridor.

However!

Before his words finished!

Thump—thump—thump—

Suddenly!

Heavy footsteps sounded.

Instantly, everyone's gaze converged toward the direction of the reception hall.

At this mont, as if ti froze, all sounds instantly disappeared, leaving only the strange and frightened voices of the robbers—

"What the hell is this..."

"I... holy shit..."

"What is this... thing..."