338: Chapter 335 The Situation Reverses

"What? What did you say? Are you sure you're not joking?"

Inside the research team leader's office, Old Michael heard the words from the monitoring room on the other end of the line. He couldn't even bother to look at the research data in front of him and slammed his hand on the desk, rising to his feet.

His face was full of shock, and he wondered if he had become dizzy from looking at the data.

"Team Leader Michael, y-yes... that is the current situation. The S-class test subject, Li, has gone out of control. Currently, the B and D squads, Jones and Davis's teams, have been completely wiped out. The target is now holding a hostage and is moving at high speed!"

Listening to the words from the other end of the call, Old Michael could now be certain that he hadn't misheard, nor was he dizzy or hallucinating.

"Impossible, how is that possible? Where is Merk! The Boss said that all security is Merk's responsibility. Where is he? I need him to give me an explanation!"

Old Michael was furious. The situation was clearly spiraling further out of control. He didn't care in the slightest about the losses of the armed personnel; he was more worried about the safety of the test subject.

"Merk... Mr. Merk..."

At this moment, in the monitoring room, the two armed personnel who were constantly watching the surveillance footage couldn't help but look at each other, then immediately turned their gazes toward another small room behind them.

Even though the rooms in the laboratory had good soundproofing, some suggestive sounds could still be vaguely heard from inside.

How could they say it? They couldn't exactly say that Mr. Merk had slept with no fewer than ten female researchers in the lab over the past few days, could they?

It seemed they couldn't say it. If they said that, Team Leader Michael would probably be angered to death on the spot.

"Team Leader Michael, Mr. Merk was watching the monitors all night last night, and he is asleep now."

"Sleeping? How can he sleep at a time like this? Wake him up, right now! Also, at any cost—I don't care what method he uses—he must quell this disturbance without harming the test subject!"

With that, Old Michael hung up the communication.

Hearing this, the two monitoring personnel couldn't help but look helpless. They had already asked Mr. Merk for instructions just a moment ago.

But Mr. Merk seemed to be at a critical moment; he hadn't even heard their full report before ordering them to use every possible method to subdue the target.

"What should we do?" "Damn it, how would I know? Let's wait a bit longer; Mr. Merk should be finishing up soon."

The two monitoring personnel were also helpless. The main reason was that they both knew Mr. Merk played too wildly and liked to take something to spice things up. When he was in the mood, he probably wouldn't listen to anything, and might even pick up a gun and give them a shot.

At this time, the armed personnel from squads A and C had all arrived at the designated area in Zone A. Looking at the corpses of squads B and D strewn across the ground, they couldn't help but gasp.

"Isn't that Captain Davis? He's dead too?!" "What on earth happened here? What's going on?" "Good heavens, did someone break in from the outside?"

"They're all dead, killed with a single blow. It's like they were precisely taken out by a sharpshooter!" "Go ask the captain for instructions immediately." "This is the body of B-squad Captain Jones!" "My God..."

All the armed personnel gasped, their faces full of horror. Was this something a test subject could cause in their impression?! They would have believed it if they were told that several elite armed squads from the outside had invaded.

The entire research lab had actually been completely devastated by a single S-class test subject. Besides, didn't any test subject entering the lab have to be checked for weapons first? Logically speaking, it was impossible for them to carry any weapons inside, so why did this happen?

But where was that terrifying test subject now? At this moment, the armed personnel were stunned to realize that the test subject seemed to have disappeared, as if it had vanished from all the surveillance footage, and even the monitoring room hadn't provided any effective response.

At this moment, everyone felt like they were playing a horror game. A Sword of Damocles had unknowingly been suspended above every single person's head. This sword could easily turn them into cold corpses just like the ones here at any time.

At this moment, the roles of prey and hunter had reversed. At this point, not to mention the ordinary team members, even the two captains, Hardy and Uker, had broken out in a cold sweat.

The two looked at each other and subconsciously swallowed, their gazes scanning the surroundings vigilantly as they took small, quiet steps, lowering the sound of their movements while searching forward.

"Mr. Moss, have you still not spotted that damned guy on the monitors? This is modern warfare; you guys are too unprofessional!"

Hardy pressed his earpiece and cursed at the monitoring room in a low voice. Having arrived here and seeing the corpses all over the ground, there was no longer any room for relaxation in their hearts; their vigilance and fear had soared to the peak.

Even though the opponent was just one person, the fact that they could easily wipe out two squads meant that this matter was absolutely not simple, regardless of what method the opponent used. For Hardy and Uker, both former Navy SEALs, they would not underestimate any opponent, especially when the current situation was so bizarre.

"Sorry, he destroyed some cameras. We cannot track his specific movements right now; we only know that he must still be active in Zone A. Zone A connects to the main gate; he might be moving toward there. You need to watch the only passage leading to the exit, A-Zone Corridor 1!"

On the other end of the line, Moss's helpless voice rang out. Hearing this, the two captains nodded, thinking this was likely the case. Although the main gate required internal high-level authorization to open, the test subject definitely wouldn't know that, and might just foolishly run over there.

Giving a hand signal, five squad members who received the order nodded and quickly approached the gate area, preparing to wait there in ambush.

Puchi! Puchi! Bang! Bang! "Ah!~" However, right at that moment, several muffled groans and wails suddenly came from the corridor on the other side.

"Not good! It's Corridor 3!" The group quickly moved toward the direction of the sound, and the da-da-da sound of gunfire rang out immediately.

When the two captains arrived, they saw several more team members hit by something, collapsing to the ground. Looking toward the end of the corridor, a black shadow had already flashed by and vanished, moving with extreme speed like a ghost.

"They're beyond help. It's glass. Shit, how did he manage to be so precise!" Uker looked at the glass shards completely embedded in his team member's throat, his face a mix of horror and lividness.

Everyone was wearing bulletproof vests and helmets, but this wasn't bomb-proof gear; who would wear full-body armor for no reason?

"Attention! Attention! The test subject is heading toward the armory. Shit, how does he know the location of the armory! A traitor! There must be a traitor!" Suddenly, Moss's alert in the earpiece sent a chill through the hearts of all the armed personnel present.