infinite danger

Chapter 138 Don't teach the puppet to be bad

With the help of the puppet, Ji Siwei went down from the top floor of the terminal building to the second floor, like walking on flat ground.

Holding on to the handrail of the stairs, he jumped down, and before entering the second floor, he heard a tragic howl.

A disgusting bloody smell wafted over.

Following the signs and running towards Exit C, Ji Siwei came to the center of the battle.

There are many corpses lying on the floor, and their identities can be easily identified by the clothes on their bodies.

Many soldiers died.

Instructor Feng was not as fast as Ji Siwei, and hadn't come to support him yet.

Only Ming and five fighters are fighting here.

The gate of Exit C was pulled halfway down, and a large number of zombies crawled in through the gap below.

The soldiers stood in a line of defense, trying their best to shoot and kill the zombies that crawled in.

But this line of defense is too weak, and the bullets seem to be running out.

If Ah Ming didn't control the field, this place would have fallen long ago.

The gate must be closed first, otherwise more zombies will be attracted.

At that time, the gathering of all combat power may not necessarily be able to resist.

If you want to close the gate now, using a gun will not help.

"Give it a try." Ji Siwei thought to himself.

He flicked out the fruit knife in his sleeve and handed it to the little puppet: "Little puppet, can you make this knife more powerful?"

"Simple." The little puppet reached out and tapped the blade with his fingertips.

The red blood mist centered on the fingertips, spreading towards the blade, and a steady stream of power poured into the blade, a complex red totem covered the entire fruit knife.

The totem disappeared quickly, and a red light flashed across the pitch-black fruit knife.

Ji Siwei held the knife in his backhand, strode forward, and swung the knife downward.

A large piece of red blood mist flew out along the blade. It was called "fog", but it was as sharp as it had substance, and orange-red flames danced around the edge, exuding a scorching breath.

The bullets fired by the soldiers were involved in the blood mist, the metal shell cracked, and exploded with a "boom", and the flames around the blood mist jumped even higher.

Everyone stopped shooting and stared blankly at the sudden red blood mist, shocked in their hearts.

The blood mist roared and rushed into the gap in the gate, sweeping into the depths of the passage.

Wherever it passed, the densely packed zombies turned into fly ash.

The ground and walls of the passage were not blackened, but the zombies were actually burnt to a clean slate.

If it weren't for the bloodstains on the ground, they even suspected that the zombies in the passage were just hallucinations.

In fact, Ji Siwei didn't expect this knife to have such a strong effect.

When he was in Tianwan Square, the little puppet transformed an ordinary fruit knife for him. At that time, the knife was far inferior to the black knife now.

It is true that it has something to do with the material of the knife, but the more important reason is that the puppet has become stronger.

With the power of the puppet, it can be much easier, but there are also unknown risks.

But Ji Siwei never thought of relying on its power all the time, as long as it was something that he could deal with with all his strength, he would solve it by himself every time.

That's why he grew up so fast.

A thin mist of blood remained on the blade, but the temperature of Ji Siwei's palm was getting colder and colder, and fine frost climbed up the back of his hand along the handle.

Ji Siwei lowered his hand, but the black knife was not retracted into his sleeve, and his indifferent eyes swept towards the soldiers: "Go and close the gate."

"Accept... Received!"

The soldiers were stunned and stared at Ji Siwei for a long time before realizing that they hurried forward and sealed the gate together.

As soon as they sealed the door, Instructor Feng rushed over with his people.

He glanced at the corpses all over the floor, and then looked at the locked gate: "It's over?"

The soldiers looked at the corpse of their companions, their eyes were red, and they choked up and said, "It's over."

This is a very tragic battle.

The accident happened suddenly, the virus spread rapidly, and they had to personally kill the infected comrades.

If Ji Siwei hadn't arrived in time, they might not have survived.

Instructor Feng looked at Ji Siwei, scratched his helmet, and was a little puzzled: "Commander, why are you faster than me? Didn't you preside over the work on the top floor?"

Ji Siwei thought for a while: "We took a shortcut."

Jumped directly from the top floor to the next floor, and jumped two more flights of stairs.

It is indeed a shortcut.

A soldier said hoarsely: "Fortunately, the commander arrived in time, so we were saved."

Their mentality was a little bit broken, and they didn't even mention the weird blood mist that Ji Siwei waved.

Ji Siwei called the eight-tailed cat back to his side, and said in a nonchalant way: "The dead are gone, and there are still many survivors who need you."

Ah Ming's method of consolation was simpler and rude: "Go, go to work."

The soldiers nodded heavily, calmed down, and followed the two big men to continue the rescue work.

Ji Siwei walked in front of the team, spoke on the public channel, and arranged work: "Instructor Yun, the crisis is over, you continue with the previous work, sister Ming will bring someone to join you, instructor Feng and I will follow up on the safe house renovation.

"In addition, the safe zone will soon send a team of pilots and aircraft maintenance engineers, and if all goes well, the first batch of survivors can be sent back to the safe zone within two days.

"Everyone, you have done a very remarkable thing today."

That last sentence certainly boosted morale.

After fighting bloody battles for so long, everyone was a little tired, but Ji Siwei's words cheered them up again.

When they got to the first floor, Ji Siwei and Ah Mingbing split into two groups.

He walked out with Feng instructor.

As we walked, Instructor Feng suddenly thought of a question: "Commander, where is the shortcut to the top floor? I really want to know!"

Ji Siwei said indifferently: "You can't take that shortcut."

Instructor Feng frowned, a little unconvinced in his heart: "Why can you go, but I can't?"

It was a little troublesome to explain, but Ji Siwei simply said, "It's not appropriate."

Instructor Feng was as stubborn as a bull, and asked him: "Why is it not suitable? What is not suitable? I just want to take a walk. Can you just agree to such a simple request?"

Ji Siwei looked at him sideways: "You must go?"

Seeing Ji Siwei showing signs of letting go, Instructor Feng's eyes lit up, and he nodded wildly: "It must."

"Okay then." Just as they reached the door, there was no one around, and there was no helicopter in midair, Ji Siwei and instructor Feng said, "Close your eyes for now."

Instructor Feng was stunned: "Huh?"

How can you close your eyes even if you take him a short cut?

Ji Siwei repeated: "Close your eyes."

Although Instructor Feng didn't quite understand, he still closed his eyes tightly.

He heard the commander ask softly, "Are you ready?"

After the eyes were closed, other senses became more sensitive. Instructor Feng seemed to hear the commander's chuckle.

He felt something grab his shoulders and lift him up.

The body is wrapped by a gentle force.

He wanted to open his eyes to see what happened, but he held back.

Then, he felt his body floating upwards lightly, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the sound of the wind in his ears was getting louder.

Instructor Feng couldn't bear it anymore and opened his eyes...

"what!!!"

He was suspended in the air, and the roof of the terminal building was right in front of him.

His legs were a little weak, and a gust of wind blew by, and the hairs on his arms began to sway with the wind.

Instructor Feng looked down, the commander happened to look up at him, and snapped his fingers.

"call out--"

The body loses weight and falls downward.

Instructor Feng clenched his hands into fists, his heart almost jumped out of his throat: "Ah!!!"

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to look any more, and closed his eyes tightly.

Ji Siwei patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Instructor Feng, you've already landed."

Instructor Feng's mind became muddled, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ji Siwei's smiling face.

He took two steps back, rubbing his cold arm, his voice hoarse: "Commander, what did you do to me, you... aren't you human?"

It's no wonder that instructor Feng thinks too much, after all, when night falls in this world, ghosts will come out to steal people's lives.

The commander's face is so unrealistic, he can be lifted into the sky with a snap of his fingers, maybe it was made by a ghost.

Ji Siwei took a step closer and reached out to Instructor Feng's shoulder.

When he retracted his hand again, there was a small puppet in his palm.

The little puppet is wearing a pair of suspenders. It looks very cute. The two eyeballs are like expensive gems, which are vivid.

It folded its hands, the corners of its lips were slanted, and the smile on its face was exactly the same as that of the commander.

Elegant and a bit nasty.

Instructor Feng had never seen such a realistic puppet, and he wondered if it was made of wood.

Intuition told instructor Feng that it was the one that took him up and down just now.

Instructor Feng's Adam's apple twitched nervously: "What is this?"

The little puppet raised his eyebrows and said fiercely: "You are the thing!"

The little puppet was so imposing that it made the instructor tremble slightly: "It can still talk! What is it?"

Ji Siwei put away the smile on his face, showed a serious expression, and seriously fooled him: "Shh... this is the artificial intelligence I developed, it can go to the sky and enter the earth, and one can be equivalent to an army. But it's not perfect yet. , still in the secrecy stage, apart from me and Ah Ming, you are the third person who knows this secret in this world, do you have to keep it a secret?"

The little puppet didn't know what the master was talking about, but it still "threatened" the big man with its arms akimbo very cooperatively: "Do you understand?"

Instructor Feng didn't doubt Ji Siwei at all, thinking that he really knew some big secret, and was even moved by the commander's trust in him: "Don't worry, commander, I will definitely keep the secret!"

Ji Siwei nodded: "Very well, let's go to work."

"You failed in learning." Bawei walked beside Ji Siwei, flicked its furry tail, and shook the cat's head: "It's fine if you learn to be bad, don't teach the little puppet to be bad, it's still a child."

Ji Siwei smiled: "Okay, let's not take this as an example."

Instructor Feng, who was walking in front, faintly heard Ji Siwei talking, turned around and asked, "Commander, are you talking to me?"

Ji Siwei said honestly, "I'm talking to the cat."

"Commander, you seem to take this cat with you everywhere, and it is neither afraid nor barking, and looks like an emperor when it looks at people. It is very different." Feng Jiaoguan said: "So everyone calls it cat in private. You are the coach of the black cat, aren't you handsome?"

Ji Siwei: "..."

For some reason, I suddenly remembered an animation that Ji Siyun liked to watch - Sheriff Black Cat.

Everyone obeyed Ji Siwei's arrangement and worked hard in different positions.

Airports that used to be hell are being transformed.

When Ji Siwei was helping to renovate the safe house, the communicator lit up, and the voice of Instructor Yun sounded in the public channel: "Report to the commander, all the buildings in the airport have been checked, and there are no traces of zombies. All survivors are gathered at the terminal. In the terminal hall on the second floor of the building, virus testing has been completed, and no zombie virus carriers have been found."

Immediately afterwards, news came from the aircraft maintenance engineer, saying that they had inspected several Boeing 747s and that everything was normal and that the airport had sufficient fuel reserves.

As long as the two large invasive trees on the runway were cut down, the plane could take off smoothly.

From the airport to the safe area, the distance is very short, there are no other planes flying now, and the whole sky is their flight path.

The news is heartening.

As dusk approached, more and more people still rushed to the airport.

Some of them came from safe areas, and some were volunteers from non-governmental organizations.

They brought food and tools, they brought generators.

They distributed food to the survivors, cleaned the airport, checked and repaired the airport's equipment.

The airport became the first quarantine zone in the Windy District of the Safe Zone.

They are about to be stationed here and take on the heavy responsibility of transporting survivors and supplies.

The world is slowly getting better.