Everyone raised the weapons in their hands, and several people even pulled out a few powerful throwing weapons from the equipment slot. They didn't know what was going on. Anyway, there was a semicircular deep pit with a diameter of about 3 meters in front of them. Everything disappeared. In front of the pit, a man suddenly appeared. The most important thing was that the person was not wearing a protective suit, nor did he wear a protective helmet, which was equivalent to standing naked in this abnormal range... In this case, no matter who was in such a situation, he would immediately be vigilant. It was already very good not to shoot it directly.

This person confronted more than a dozen people and did not last long, so Dos was the first to speak.

"My name is Branislav Dosnovic." He said in a tone similar to Abraham at the beginning: "I am one of the leaders of the battlefield this mission."

As he said that, he still knocked on his chest without sincerity.

It was not until then that people saw the foundation's unique etiquette that they felt a little relieved, and the man with a spear continued, "You can call me..."

Everyone frowned

"Dos"

Everyone's eyebrows stretched a little, and they breathed a little relieved. In the crowd, a person with a more direct temperament immediately asked: "Are you from Omega Team?"

This is almost nonsense, but since someone asks, naturally many people want to hear it, so no one interrupts him.

Dos nodded and walked a few steps forward.

"How can you not wear protective clothing?" the man asked again.

Dos seemed a little impatient and shook a plain bracelet on his wrist...the wearable "distortion isolation field".

He said casually, it felt like he was pointing to a group of well-off people driving Mercedes-Benz BMWs, pointing to the giant armor behind him and saying casually: "Gundam prototype", Oh, by the way, among these Mercedes-Benz BMWs, there are a few pitiful guys driving tractors.

But, however, there was no slight show of showing off in Dos' tone, as if this equipment gap was natural.

At this time, Doss's eyes swept over the people present: "Are there so many casualties?"

He asked.

A very thin person responded, "No, the number of people is so small because we are divided into two groups. This group is about to cross the city center. Most of the members are A-level fieldworkers, and there are two B-level teams, while the members of the other group are all B-level personnel..." Speaking of this, this person obviously thought of something and hesitated for a moment: "Well... although it is strange, there is a three-person C-level team in the other group. I don't know how they participated. Anyway, their route is to bypass the area where the damage is relatively concentrated. I think it should be on the edge. In terms of personnel losses, we have lost one person on the side, and there are no other injured people, and the situation of the other group is still unknown..."

The thin man said in a very quick tone, his pronunciation was very clear, and he quickly explained the situation.

Dos nodded. He was very quick and straightforward, and always liked to simplify all unnecessary things.

So, when he came here, he had thought of a combat plan. He did not ask what the dead person was, nor did he ask carefully what the distortion was like. In his opinion, all of these could be simplified. Since the range of the Black Realm this time is so large and the distortion products are very different from the past, he should quickly find the invasion point and purify this invasion. Otherwise, the longer the time, the greater the chance of uncontrollable occurrence.

"Now everyone is in a group of two, and they act in dispersed ways!" Dos said.

...

After this sentence... there was a silence.

...

Several seconds passed

"Ah? What did you say?"

The straight-hearted man shouted.

In the Foundation field team, Omega team adopts an independent organization. You can think of it as the only S-class team. Its members all have many authority. One of them is that when performing field missions, Omega team has privileges higher than the highest commander. To put it clearly, on the battlefield, their words are better than those in the management, and others can call them...supervisors.

What the commander said is naturally an order. But even so, it does not mean that Omega can order others to die. Therefore, the straight-hearted person immediately showed doubts. The others also looked at the so-called commander with a tight brow... They would not think that this person was an optimistic fool, but they did not understand what this person said.

Black Mirror is not an ordinary task. Here, no matter whether it is snake, bird, fish, insect or A-level personnel, as long as their protective suits are destroyed, they will basically have a dead end. In other words, dispersed actions in the black realm are no different from suicide, and there may not even be a final blow after the indicator turns red.

...

Dos looked at the silent crowd in front of him, and naturally knew what others were thinking.

So he took out some walnut-sized black marbles from the equipment slot in his back.

"I don't want to explain too much. In short, I'm not asking you to die. These gadgets are a positioning device and a 360-degree vision that simulates compound eyes. As long as you bring them, I can support you as soon as possible."

He said sincerely, but... others still didn't understand.

"Uh... Sir, maybe I don't understand what you mean, that is, if we hold these things, you can provide us with assistance when we encounter danger, right?"

Dos nodded: "Yes, it's not just about encountering danger. All the distortions you encounter, the falling objects falling from the building, the bullets or pieces of meat shot out from the shadows, whatever, if you ask, I can even help you get rid of the annoying mosquitoes, and what I want is that you spread it apart quickly and move as quickly as possible... I need a wider signal source..."

The people present were still a little confused, but they should understand the meaning of the man in front of them: Just run away and leave the rest to me!

So, the straightforward, or a little stupid person stood up again.

"You're right, but if we are scattered in every corner of the city, how can you support us?"

And this question is also a question that everyone present wants to ask.

After hearing this, Dos calmly turned his hand over his shoulder, held the long, even somewhat ugly gun behind him, and replied lightly:
Chapter completed!