Song Yan was sitting in a wheelchair with a laptop on his lap, which contained surveillance images from all angles inside the community.

He stared intently at the maximized surveillance screen in the middle, chasing after Xia Lin's retreating back for a moment; but he didn't notice that in a certain screen in the corner, the figures of Xia Liang and Zhou Shuo swept away. pass.

He kept watching Xia Lin disappear outside the gate of the community, and then gradually let out a breath. He held a mouse-sized remote control in his hand, and the smooth surface of the metal material was covered in fine sweat.

In front of him, a retro-style wall clock hangs, swinging the pendulum regularly.

Song Yan raised his head and watched the rotation of the hands on the clock face, quietly waiting for the disaster to come.

At 2:10 in the afternoon, Ke Mei called: "It's almost time, how are you preparing?"

"I'm ready." Song Yan whispered.

Huai Ning has already started to set up.

Before the other party's voice fell, Song Yan felt the ground under the wheelchair tremble slightly, as if some invisible force was spreading from a distance. Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, he could feel a condensed and chilling aura that spread from all directions. It swept in, and the sudden drop of air pressure made him short of breath, almost suffocating.

Song Yan pursed his lips and remained motionless. Ke Mei's voice on the phone became intermittent due to the interference of the signal: "Song Yan, the collision is about to happen...you follow me...countdown...four...two..."

Song Yan silently counted to one, and then pressed the button on the remote control hard.

After watching the breath, a huge silver cone tower slowly rose from the patio on the third floor. The tower body rotated counterclockwise from slow to fast, making a "humming" roar.

Almost at the same time, countless silver sub-towers rose under the surface of all the green belts in the community at the same time, with the tower bodies moving in the same direction and speed.

Rotating at high speed, it resonated with the mother tower in the courtyard of Song's house, and the buzzing sound was endless.

Not long after Xia Liang and Zhou Shuo entered the community, they were shocked by the group of silver pyramids that suddenly appeared around them.

I saw countless small UAV-like aircraft swarming out of the tower mouth in groups. While they were arranged in an orderly manner, they spread their regular hexagonal wings, densely and seamlessly connected together to form a side. A huge and sturdy metal shield was placed above the community, enclosing the entire community in an airtight manner.

"What is this?" Xia Liang looked up and muttered to herself.

Zhou Shuo quickly leaned over to him, stood behind him in a protective posture, and said, "It looks like some kind of militarized defense device."

"How can such a militarized thing be done in an ordinary community?"

"I don't know."

Before Zhou Shuo finished speaking, he suddenly heard a muffled sound of "bang" above his head. The two of them looked at the sound and saw that a certain part of the metal shield was suddenly dented down by a large piece, as if there was something invisible. The behemoth is rolling over to the ground little by little.

Immediately, a new aircraft spread its wings and gathered, and quickly repaired the gap.

However, this did not stop the advance of the rolling force, and soon more parts of the shield surface were dented, shattered, and even turned into metal powder during the extrusion, and fell down slowly.

At the same time, an infrasound wave from the outside gradually penetrated in and resonated with the human body.

Xia Liang didn't know what it was, but felt dizzy and almost deaf.

He subconsciously covered his ears, trying to open his mouth to say something, but he couldn't hear his own voice at all.

"Master, let's go!" Although Zhou Shuo still couldn't understand what happened, he already realized that it was very unsafe here, and dragged Xia Liang to run towards the gate of the community.

However, they didn't go very far when Xia Liang staggered a step and almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Shuo looked back and found that Xia Liang was pale and sweating, his pupils were out of focus, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse. At this time, he no longer cared about the distinction between master and servant, and hugged Xia Liang in his arms.

Xia Liang felt Zhou Shuo's chest vibrate against him, as if Zhou Shuo was talking to him aloud, but he couldn't hear anything, only the humming sound of "buzzing" remained in his ears.

After the sky turned around, he seemed to fall on his back, and he seemed to be lying down with Zhou Shuo's arms in his arms. He suddenly saw that Zhou Shuo's eyes were starting to bloodshot, and bloodshots continued to seep out of his seven orifices, and he looked very pleasant. terror.

But Zhou Shuo didn't seem to notice, he just desperately covered Xia Liang's ears with his hands, trying to block him from the outside world as much as possible.

After an unknown amount of time, the infrasound gradually disappeared, replaced by silence.

When Xia Liang opened his eyes, he found that the metal shield above had disappeared at some point. The afternoon in the blue sky turned into a starry night.

There are many high-rise buildings around, neon lights are shining, traffic is busy, and people are constantly flowing.

He stood side by side with Zhou Shuo in the crowd, but he didn't have much sense of reality.

From time to time, men, women and children in strange clothes pass by them and cast strange glances at them, and some even point at them rudely.

But they could not hear a sound.

"Zhou Shuo," Xia Liang tried to speak, "Can you hear me?"

He couldn't hear his own voice, and Zhou Shuo didn't even notice his questioning.

The fear in Xia Liang's heart spread endlessly. He thought that he must have fallen into a dream, a real and grotesque nightmare.