"I haven't had a good rest for more than three days because of this bad task."

It is not clear that the logo of the supporting character is the main character of the Creator.

Downtown Washington.

After dealing with the wandering spirits in a block, a black "superhuman" experimental subject in the team couldn't help but complain.

The soldiers who were injected with the BSI-013 derivatives have significantly improved their physical strength and strength under the infection of the derivatives. However, in the face of this almost continuous emergence of spirits, they are not only under tremendous physical and mental pressure.

Especially, although these spirits appear alone, they will not cause much harm to the members of the "superhuman" experimental subject.

But if there are more numbers, even they have to avoid some, or eliminate them through split attack tactics.

Fortunately, these spirits that come out of the [Spiritual Realm Channel] do not seem to have too strong command.

It only instinctively launches attacks on the surrounding living creatures, so as long as the members of the "Super Human" experimental team are more cautious, there will be no big problems. In fact, the most injured part of the unknown team members is not left by these spirits, but during a certain extermination mission, the terrified citizen shot and hit the arm.

"Sir, we need a rest."

Hearing the team members' complaints, the "Super Human" experimental subject Yulan's eyes flashed for a moment.

His eyes swept over the people behind him who were showing fatigue, and then reported to Jonathan through his headphones.

“…”

Facing the report of the 'Superhuman' experimental team.

Agent Jonathan on the other end of the headset was silent. He might be exchanging opinions with Dr. Wilson, who was in charge of the experiment, or reporting further up.

Anyway, after a few minutes.

"Can."

The reply from the headset made the team members feel relieved.

"As for orders, sir."

Jonathan answered to the other end of the headphones, and the captain of the 'Super Human' experimental team turned his head and looked at the people behind him with obvious relaxed expressions, reminding him: "It is OK to rest, but during the rest, everyone must be alert to avoid any accidents, and drinking or acting alone is not allowed."

The captain who was a soldier had a deep understanding of the military discipline within the United States.

The American soldiers in reality are far less amazing than those in the media, newspapers and recruitment information. On the contrary, there are a lot of scandals within the American army, and various military disciplines are even worse. There are countless crimes caused by American soldiers stationed abroad every year.

"I know, you're just renovating it earlier than me."

Faced with the reminder of the team captain, many members of the "Super Human" team were a little dismissive.

After getting the answer, several team members began to spread around in groups of three or three.

The infection of BSI-013 derivatives gives them superhuman power.

Once this power is possessed, the members of these "superhuman" experimental teams will no longer appear so obedient.

The reason why I am willing to devote myself to the task.

In addition to being afraid of the next experiment, it also comes from the protection of BSI.

As long as they can complete the mission in Washington, they will be exempted from their original identity as criminals, regain their legal identities, and even transform into government personnel.

...

Seeing several members of the "Super Human" experimental team who did not obey the orders and left without authorization.

The team captain Youlan's eyes flashed slightly, and finally gave up the idea of ​​forcing the order, shook his head and grabbed the pistol, and found a safe place in the surrounding streets and hid it in. Not only him, but other members of the team also found a safe place to enter and rest and recuperate.

Affected by the war syndrome, even during rest, the team leader still clutched the pistol tightly.

For this reason, he shot his wife who was with him.

Even in prison, I was troubled all the time.

However, now in the dangerous Washington, all this has given him an unparalleled sense of security.

In some ways, these soldiers have long been no longer suitable for daily life.

"I've had enough of that guy..."

Leaving the location of the "Super Human" team, the black "Super Human" experimental subject immediately began to complain.

"I suspect he is racist and hates people of color. If it weren't for the sake of innocence, I wouldn't have been on a mission with this guy at all. I even suspect that if it were in war he would shoot me in the back."

"Although the captain is a bit strict, he probably hasn't reached the point of racial discrimination, right?"

Obviously, not all the blacks in the ‘superhuman’ experiments agree with him.

"Captain, like us, is a criminal. He is just because he has carried out experimental transformations earlier than us and is obedient after all. With the relationship between those BSI agents, all of them will become the so-called captain."

The black man who complained was obviously a guy with serious racial persecution.

In his eyes, white people, even the behavior of any person of color, have the possibility of discrimination.

Frowning, listening to the other party’s complaints.

The black ‘superhuman’ experimental subject regretted coming out with him.

"careful!"

At this moment, my eyes accidentally noticed a spirit emitting a faint blue light floating past the street in front of me.

When he heard the warning from his accomplices, even the black people complained, he immediately became vigilant.

He looked forward with a cautious look. When he found that the person who appeared there was only a spirit, his originally solemn expression immediately relaxed.

"It turns out that it's just a fish that misses the net. Man, you're too nervous."

"We should report to the rest of the team, and there are spirits here."

"No, it's just a little guy."

He shook his head and refused his companion's proposal with an indifferent look on his face.

The complaining black "superhuman" experiment clenched his fists and walked casually towards the spirit in front of him.

"Hey, man, I'm unlucky when I meet me. I just feel a little unhappy. Even if you turn into a dark blue, you should be a white man when you are alive, so..."

Moving his arms, the black man kept talking to the dull spirit in front of him.

His past experience made him clear that unless a guy like this was made up, it would not pose much threat to them at all.
Chapter completed!