Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 408: People and people get stolen goods together
"call……"

At this moment, the major suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily, and saw Kara and others in the room, but did not show any surprise.

When Kra saw that he woke up, he immediately cast a mental barrier that covered the entire room.

A colonel asked, "How is it? Who did you meet this time?"

The major calmed down, and after a while, he slowly said, "I met Yuan En Ye Hui this time. In my dream, she tried to sneak into the North Sea Legion and steal a Tianxiang 17 fighter. She held me and several other colleagues hostage, and finally flew out of the North Sea Legion openly."

"Tsk, why do they always like to play the infiltration trick?" The colonel sighed, then said to the others: "I met Tang Wulin last time, and that guy was also very ruthless.

In the dream, he held Shen Xing hostage, forced Shen Yue to give him a Tianxiang 17, and then let him go. The key is that he succeeded in the end. Afterwards, I noticed that Shen Xing was in a daze that day, and it seemed that the dreams of several of us were the same. "

Kra smiled, his voice always sounded a little hoarse, "This is perfectly normal. Large-scale dream linkage is probably the ability of those old demons on Devil Island."

“Although they cannot leave the island, with the help of the power of Devil Island, their mental strength is estimated to have reached the peak of the spiritual realm, and they even possess a hint of god-level special abilities.

It is not impossible to do this, but their ability should not last long, otherwise the high-ranking officials of the North Sea Corps would not only have nightmares at night. "

Suddenly, the major said with some dissatisfaction: "How long will we have to practice with them?"

After thinking for a while, Kela said, "It's almost time. The Holy Spirit Cult is about to implement their plan. Tang Wulin and his group will probably leave soon."

The colonel asked, "Should we start a fight here?"

"Send it, why not." Kela said calmly: "Keep a close eye on the warehouse manager these days. If he tries to smuggle soul guide shells again, you can secretly record a video and then notify me to come over. We can catch him red-handed."

"Please prepare the manpower in each department. We will try to seize the military power of the North Sea Legion as soon as possible after the incident."

"Yes."

……

"Ah!" Shen Xing suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for breath.

This was the nth time she had woken up from a nightmare in the past few months.

The dream was so real. She just went to check the warehouse of fixed soul guide shells as a routine, but encountered a completely unexpected emergency.

That guy, that extremely clear face, seems to be called Tang Wulin, right? He held her hostage and threatened her sister. He took her to Tianxiang 17, and in the end, that bastard actually ejected her.

Every nightmare ended with a strong feeling of weightlessness at high altitudes. Shen Xing still clearly remembered that the first time he woke up from a nightmare, he was shamefully incontinent. This was really hard to accept.

That guy really existed. He and his friends were once captured in the army, and he did hijack a plane and escape. However, none of this had anything to do with me! I had never had any contact with him, so why was I the one having the nightmare?

What's even more strange is that even my sister has had similar nightmares, which are very consistent with my own dreams.

Damn it, damn it! Get out of my dream!

Shen Xing pounded the mattress twice, unable to fall asleep. She turned over, put on her military uniform, and looked in front of the mirror. Due to poor sleep, she had dark circles under her eyes recently.

The training during the day was hard enough, and she always fell asleep as soon as she came back. But now it was so difficult for her to fall asleep. She had to spend more time meditating.

Shen Xing decided to go out for some fresh air, and then come back to meditate. At least meditation won’t cause dreaming.

After leaving the dormitory, Shen Xing walked aimlessly in the base. Although her rank was not high, she held extremely important supervisory duties. Wherever she passed, patrolling soldiers would immediately salute her.

The North Sea Corps was close to the sea, and the sea breeze made the night cool. The wind helped Shen Xing feel less annoyed.

"Hey, how did I get here?" Before she knew it, she was surprised to find that she had walked to the warehouse of the base.

This is a place where fixed-type soul guide shells are stored.

In her dream, this is where she was held hostage by Tang Wulin.

Shen Xing frowned, "What bad luck." She turned around and was about to leave, but stopped.

Why not go and have a look? Maybe by visiting the place in the dream, I can feel relieved. Otherwise, I always feel that I can't tell whether it's a dream or reality, which is really painful.

Thinking of this, she walked straight into the warehouse. With her high-level ID card, she took the elevator and quickly went underground.

The guards saluted when they saw her and respectfully watched her arrive at the warehouse.

"Staff Officer Shen, are you still here to check so late?" The major in charge of warehouse management said with a smile.

Although Shen Xing was very beautiful, he did not dare to have any improper thoughts about her, because she was the sister of the legion commander and had a high status. She was just a gilded girl in the legion, and it was said that she would soon be transferred back to the military for reallocation.

"Well, let's take a look." Shen Xing nodded seriously.

"Okay, come on, open the door."

An important warehouse like the fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells requires three keys and a special password to open the door. The two captains holding the keys were called by the major, and after adding the special password and scanning Shen Xing's retina, the warehouse door slowly opened.

The warehouse that stored so many fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells was filled with an invisible aura of killing. Although there were no truly super strategic fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells here, the value of them was also huge. It was one of the most important warehouses of the North Sea Corps.

Walking into the warehouse, the familiar feeling from the dream hits you. Because he dreams about this place every day, Shen Xing's familiarity with this place is naturally very strong.

Walking in the warehouse, Shen Xing looked at the shells around her absentmindedly. Suddenly, she subconsciously stopped and said, "There should be 20 level 5 fixed-type soul guide shells here. How come there are none left? Show me the delivery records."

The place where she stopped happened to be a shelf with nothing on it. But in Shen Xing's memory, there should be twenty fixed soul guide shells here.

Because she remembered very clearly that in the dream, after the bastard held her hostage, he took her here to hide for a while, so she remembered it very clearly. However, after asking this question, she immediately regretted it. It was a dream after all! She actually asked about the things in the dream in reality, this is really...

However, there was no answer from the side. Shen Xing subconsciously turned around and looked at the major in charge of the warehouse, but saw a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

How could she know that there were twenty level 5 fixed-type soul guide shells here? This is impossible! The last time she came here was several months ago.

No, now is not the time to consider this. He clearly remembered that he had only taken away four level five fixed-type soul guide shells. How come sixteen of them are missing now?

There's a mole!
This was the first thought of the major in charge of the warehouse. Could it be that those evil soul masters were threatening other people in the base and helping them smuggle soul guide shells?

If that was the case, that guy was too bold! Stealing sixteen coins at once was impossible.

For a moment, the major felt overwhelmed. The people in charge of the warehouse keys were all in cahoots with him, so they shouldn't be that stupid. So how were these sixteen fixed-load soul-guided artillery shells taken away?

Fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells have very strict storage regulations according to their categories and levels, and their locations cannot be changed at will unless they are put into service.

"I'm asking you." Shen Xing was so smart that he immediately noticed the problem and asked quickly, his voice becoming sharp.

The major quickly apologized with a smile, "The shells have been taken to serve. You'll have to wait for the delivery record. I need to retrieve it."

Shen Xing said: "Give it to me right now."

The major nodded hurriedly and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll be there soon." As he spoke, he turned around and winked at the two captains' men.

At this point, he could only choose to go all out. The major had thought about letting the bastard who stole the sixteen fixed-type soul guide shells take the blame for him. However, he soon realized that it was impossible.

The disappearance of strategic materials such as fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells will be strictly investigated no matter what. His crimes over the years cannot be hidden.

In that case, he only has one way to go!
The major and two captains walked out quickly.

"Why are they all going? Just let one person go." Shen Xing shouted.

"Okay." The major stopped and when he turned around, suddenly, there was a flash of light.

Shen Xing only felt her whole body tremble, and a strong sense of numbness instantly spread to every corner of her body, and her body slowly fell limp.

She subconsciously widened her eyes, unable to believe that this was true.

Anyone who could serve as the supervisor of the fixed-type soul guide artillery shell warehouse must have undergone strict political review, but there was no doubt that there was something wrong with the person in front of him, not only him, but also his two subordinates.

The major's face became a little ferocious, and he quickly walked up to Shen Xing and ripped off the communicator on her chest. Because he used too much force, he also ripped off the top two buttons of Shen Xing's military uniform.

The buttons fell off, revealing the snow-white skin on Shen Xing's chest, but her whole body was paralyzed at this time and she couldn't even scream.

The warehouse manager's breathing became noticeably faster. "I don't want this to happen either. I know how serious a crime it is to resell fixed-type soul guide shells. But I have to do this. My family has been captured by them, and my son is still in their hands. I have no choice. I really have no choice. I have to go."

Shen Xing was unable to speak and could only glare at him with stern eyes.

The warehouse supervisor said dejectedly, "Staff Officer Shen, blame yourself if you want to. Who told you to meddle in other people's business? I will take you with me. You are the general's biological sister. I believe you will be very valuable to them. This should bring me more benefits.

"Help Staff Officer Shen up. We have to leave immediately. Fortunately, it is night. Go and inform them of our escape route and have them prepare it. We will leave now."

The warehouse manager had regained his composure by now, and he pulled Shen Xing up from the ground.

"Leave? I think you're overthinking this, right?"

Suddenly a cold voice sounded, causing the warehouse supervisor and the two captains to change their expressions.

"Who is it?" the warehouse manager shouted in a low voice, and as he turned around, the soul guide gun in his hand shot a paralyzing ray towards the place where the sound came from.

The paralysis ray hit the man's arm accurately. Under the stimulation of the paralysis ray, the man's hand emitted a faint halo. The man shook his hand and muttered, "It feels a little numb!"

Then, an indescribable terrifying pressure burst out from that person, and the warehouse manager felt that he was not facing a person, but a terrifying beast. His own blood seemed to be coagulated.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black. A total of eight soul rings lit up on the opponent's body, which instantly made the major's heart sink.

"Major General Kara!" The major uttered the name with difficulty, which made Shen Xing's eyes light up in the back.

"Stealing a large number of soul-guided bombs from the base is a capital crime!" Kra's hoarse voice sounded. He looked at the warehouse manager who already had despair in his eyes, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Die." A mouthful of saliva spit out from Cara's mouth. The saliva was clearly liquid, but when it left Cara's mouth, it quickly turned into three steel balls and shot towards the three people.

boom! boom! boom!
The three steel balls pierced through the eyebrows of the three people in an instant with lightning speed.

"Major General Kara, I..." The warehouse manager seemed to want to say something, but in the end his eyes quickly dimmed and he fell heavily to the ground.

Kra would not give them the chance to quibble. Anyway, this group of people had accomplices in the base, and now those accomplices had been controlled by his people.

The warehouse supervisor who was responsible for stealing the soul-guided artillery shells and the two captains did not need to be kept. As long as they died, the missing fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells would naturally be counted on them.

Even if the other accomplices in charge of transportation wanted to argue that they did not steal so many fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells, it would be useless because they are dead and there is no evidence to prove it.

What's more, stealing so many soul-guided shells is already a capital crime. Who would believe the words of a group of traitors?

Kela came here just to deal with them personally.

He is very cautious.

(End of this chapter)