Why is the captain laughing so loudly?

"Quick! Let's go, let's shut off the power!"

John made a quick decision: there was still enough time to pull the last switch.

But these badly wounded Bald Eagle agents refused to accept it.

"Captain, please stop doing this, okay?"

"Yes, we can't move at all."

John was exasperated. Was he just supposed to wait to die if he couldn't move?

But morale is low now, so it's not appropriate to criticize or belittle them further.

"I just checked the NPC signals, and the warden and his men have set off and are heading in our direction."

"There's still enough time. We can get out. We have to believe in ourselves."

An operator let out a heavy sigh, his entire weight pressing against the corner of the wall.

"Isn't the delayed evacuation point just on the other side? Let's swim over."

"No! We were hit by rockets, and all four of our limbs have suffered varying degrees of injury and fractures."

John spoke anxiously, but still patiently explained.

"With such a large open body of water, at our swimming speed, we'd be easy targets for the warden's guards."

"Listen to me! We've already taken care of the guards in the cell block."

"And the prison isn't far from here, let's head out now and squat down inside the prison."

"Six gun lines were firmly blocking the small doorway of the evacuation point cell."

"Their five or six-man personal guards have absolutely no chance of breaking in!"

John forced a higher pitch in his hoarse voice, trying to make his tone more impassioned and stir up everyone's gloomy mood.

They knew very well that they couldn't swim in their current condition.

Upon hearing this, the others realized it was the only option left, and they struggled to their feet, swaying unsteadily.

Miles, who was in slightly better condition, pulled the leader of Squad 3 over and carried him on his shoulder, and the six of them immediately took action.

This is their last chance!

......

"Someone has activated the power switch for the pipeline gate; the escape window is open. Confirm the location of the rendezvous point!"

After pulling the lever, John immediately headed to the prison area, where he rejoined the group as he passed through the dividing gate.

As the screaming from his exoskeleton subsided once more, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

In order to pull the two switches at the last minute, he forcibly activated the brain-computer interface again, turned on the overload mode, and activated the exoskeleton.

Fortunately, everything was in time.

He is now glad that the first thing he did upon entering prison was to clear out the prison guards from the cell area.

Otherwise, given their current state, even if they were facing prison guards using bison to fire human bullets, they would be in serious trouble.

We must also be extremely careful, as our speed to the evacuation point will be greatly reduced again, and we may very well be overtaken by the warden's personal guard.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, the remaining blood in his mouth flowing down the corner of his lips, making him look particularly ferocious.

"Captain, what are you laughing at?" An operator, startled by his maniacal laughter, couldn't help but ask.

"I don't laugh at anyone else, I only laugh at Warden Geheros, he's a fool!"

"If I were in charge, I would have ambushed these dozen or so prison guards here instead of letting them die in vain at the beginning."

"What do you think will happen? Hah?" John laughed maniacally because he had turned around to look.

They definitely couldn't catch up with the warden before they reached the cell evacuation point.

Once you get inside, there's such a small door.

Even if he had two shield bearers, they absolutely could not break through.

Hahahaha!

The other operators around them were stunned and looked at each other.

They clearly knew that with their armor completely shattered, even a level 3 human bomb would be just as effective as being hit without armor.

Thank goodness!

John, having finished laughing, walked at the front of the group, leading them forward, and then headed towards the prison evacuation point.

They were all injured, and even with the painkillers, they were moving slowly through the passageway in the middle of the first floor of the cell block.

suddenly!

Several prison guards stood up on each side of the second floor of the cell, picked up their bison guns, and began firing wildly down at the people below without saying a word.

Da da da da da da da!

John's smile froze on his face, his eyes wide open.

"This! How is this possible?"

The flesh bomb swept directly onto them, and because they had no armor, the hit areas were instantly mangled and bloody.

"Don't space out!" Cole shouted, pulling the still-stunned John back to reality.

They picked up their weapons and immediately returned fire, while the prison guards stopped firing at the first sign of the counterattack and crouched back behind their second-floor bunkers.

The retaliatory bullets clanged and clattered against the fence.

John broke out in a cold sweat and used his X-ray vision to scan the cell again.

To his even greater surprise, the dead prison guards came back to life!

They were scattered in the corners of the second and third floors of the entire cell.

If they are in a hurry to get through the first floor, they will be attacked from above by these prison guards, suffering heavy losses for no reason.

If it's like when you first enter prison, then you have to spend a lot of time checking things out.

Let me tell you, clearing out all these NPCs wouldn't even be enough to get to the evacuation point before the warden arrives.

The No. 3 squad leader, carried on the shoulder, was shot several more times, and blood flowed down the bullet holes.

At that moment, the music with its tight drumbeats gradually rose from the distance behind them.

"Hurry! Go!" John shouted. "Don't hesitate any longer, go! Get to the evacuation point!"

Cole and Miles quickly analyzed the situation and realized that their only chance was to get into the small cell at the evacuation point, regardless of the cost and casualties.

Therefore, there is only one way.

The three gritted their teeth and pushed their brains to overload again.

The humming sound from the exoskeleton became sharp again.

Continuous use of brain-computer interfaces and exoskeletons places a tremendous burden on the body.

Cole, in particular, had just used it once and gone to pull the switch, and now he had to activate it again.

Now, blood is gushing from all seven orifices of his body, he feels dizzy and lightheaded, and he can barely sense his surroundings.

He was in a semi-comatose state, but thanks to the brain-computer interface connecting Cole and Miles, he was able to maintain voluntary movement.

"Rush!"

With the overload system activated again, John was unable to take command, and Cole shouted a command.

The three of them ran forward as fast as they could.

The number 3 squad leader, who was completely unable to move, was thrown to the ground.

Seeing the three of them rushing forward, the other two operators could only do their best to follow behind.

However, despite both being severely injured, without the aid of brain-computer interfaces and exoskeletons, their speed was significantly slower. They were instantly separated by a considerable distance.

Da da da da da da da da!

On both sides of the cell, on the second and third floors, prison guards kept standing up and firing bullets down like water.

The prison guards who were the most despised when they first entered the map have now become their most deadly obstacle.

Each flesh bomb that hits an unarmored body can cause a huge stopping effect.

John and his two companions had no choice but to keep moving, trying to dodge the bullets by sacrificing speed and using agile movements.

Unfortunately, they were caught in a pincer movement of high-ground troops and a barrage of fire that was not aimed at accurate shots.

They were still frequently shot, but it was only the combined effects of painkillers and the brain-computer interface and exoskeleton that allowed them to maintain their speed of progress.

The other three unlucky guys had already been riddled with bullets in the hail of bullets.