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In the central hall of the Breeding Palace, the tense atmosphere escalated once again. Alex knew time was running out, every second was crucial, and he quickly issued orders, his voice clear in the team members' earpieces. "Jim, start setting up the tactical nuclear bomb. Sarah, continue monitoring the enemy's communications and relevant information. Emily, Leo, you cover Jim. I need to scout ahead to ensure we have a clear retreat path."
Emily wanted to express concern about Alex's solo action, her words filled with surprise and worry, "Boss, you can't just..." Before she could finish, a burst of intense gunfire interrupted her, bullets raining down like a storm, forcing her and the other team members to quickly seek cover. Emily hurriedly took refuge behind a massive statue, peeking out from behind the cover to return fire.
At this moment, every team member is extremely focused on their own tasks. Jim quickly opens his tactical backpack and takes out the tactical nuclear bomb known as " Recluse ", carefully setting the detonation mechanism. Sarah's hands move rapidly on the tablet, constantly refreshing information to ensure the team can immediately understand the surrounding environment and enemy movements. Emily and Leo form a strong defensive line, protecting Jim from enemy attacks.
Amidst the chaos, Alex swiftly maneuvers, using the battlefield's disorder as cover to approach the target step by step. With his pistol in hand, each shot is extremely precise, effectively weakening the enemy's defensive strength. His movements are swift and decisive, as if the entire battlefield's clamor cannot affect his judgment and actions.
When he finally burst out of the first floor of the Breeding Palace, what lay before him was a silent expanse shrouded in the night, only broken by a few dim lights. Alex's gaze swept sharply over every corner until it settled on the seemingly inconspicuous small house. According to the information provided by Morgan, this should be the entrance to the Secret laboratory.
Without any hesitation, Alex kicked open the door. The door panel emitted a dull thud under his force, then slowly opened. The interior of the room exuded an atmosphere of long disuse, with dusty tools and scattered equipment strewn about as if it were an ordinary tool shed, with nothing particularly special about it.
But Alex knew that this would not be a simple tool shed; Morgan's information had never been misleading. He quickly searched the room, leaving no corner or possible hiding place unchecked. His eyes were sharp, every movement filled with purpose and urgency. Time was so precious, every second could mean success or failure of the mission, and he could not afford any delay.
Carefully, Alex walked through the dimly lit tool shed, when suddenly he stepped on a floorboard that produced a hollow sound. Alex immediately crouched down and felt around. His heart raced; he knew that this moment of discovery could be crucial. In the dim light, he carefully examined the movable floorboard. When he finally found the mechanism and pushed it, a hidden ladder appeared before him, revealing a path leading to a deeper, darker place. This concealed entrance and the winding ladder below undoubtedly confirmed that this was the gateway to the secret laboratory that Morgan had mentioned.
Alex took a deep breath, adjusted the weapon in his hand and the equipment on his body, and prepared to dive. He knew that there might be unknown dangers below, but for an experienced mercenary, this kind of unknown was also a challenge. His eyes shimmered with determination, without the slightest hesitation, he began to carefully climb down the ladder.
As Alex gradually delved deeper, the surrounding air seemed to become more humid and chilly, a sense of oppression gradually welled up. His flashlight swept back and forth in the darkness, illuminating his path forward. This secret passage seemed to have not been used for a long time, filled with dust and an indescribable sense of antiquity.
When he finally reached the bottom of the ladder, a narrow passage appeared in front of him, at the end of which was a door covered in a thin layer of dust. Alex stood in front of the door, fully aware that he was about to face perhaps the most important discovery of his life. He prepared himself, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the door, stepping into this mysterious secret laboratory.
Alex stood at the entrance of the laboratory, staring intently at the scene before him. A cold blue light emanated from each incubator, bringing a touch of technological beauty to this dark space. These Xyphos samples, each one meticulously preserved, their bodies swaying gently in the liquid as if they were dancers in a dream.
The air in the laboratory was filled with a pungent chemical odor, mixed with an unknown biological scent, causing involuntary frowns. Alex cautiously entered the laboratory, his eyes filled with curiosity and vigilance. The Secret laboratory was obviously much larger than he had imagined, with various scientific instruments and screens scattered around, displaying various data and charts, seemingly conducting some unimaginable research.
Walking past rows of incubators, Alex's gaze was drawn to a screen in a corner, displaying the title "Project Xyphos" with a series of progress bars and experimental data below. He quickly walked over, carefully reading the information on the screen, becoming increasingly alarmed. It turned out that this so-called "Project Xyphos" was a secret project to modify and control Xyphos organisms, with the aim of creating biological weapons that could be controlled by The Cult of the Celestial Worm.
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