I give the world destruction and new life
Chapter 603 Regularized Nuclear War
Chapter 603 Regularized Nuclear War
"David, be careful, the players here seem to be more difficult to deal with." Rebecca hung herself from the ceiling. Since she upgraded her pair of retractable gorilla arms, she has This kind of problem of showing off one's prosthetic body.
Compared with Rebecca's petite body of less than 1.5 meters, the pair of exaggerated prosthetic arms is indeed a bit exaggerated, and that thing even requires a separate built-in battery function to output full power.
But Rebecca obviously likes her prosthetic body very much. She climbed over David Martinez's head like a real orangutan, and stared at the direction of the far end of the street by the way: "Those people just now, I'm not sure about them It’s not a player, but they look at me very disgustingly, we should teach them a lesson.”
"Don't make trouble, Rebecca, focus on our mission." Martinez was carrying a heavy-looking military bucket bag, which contained the second nuclear bomb they were going to install: "Don't forget the last time we If you act rashly, Falco almost died in the hands of those people."
Rebecca curled her lips. The last time it was indeed because she had clashed with someone rashly, Falco was injured because of this, but that was because those players went too far!
Martinez reassured Rebecca and moved on. Although there were some twists and turns in the installation process of the first nuclear bomb, it went smoothly. They have already received that part of the commission. As long as they install a few more nuclear bombs, their debts will be cleared. .
Although the risk of the task is high, the reward is also high, and if they are lucky enough, they can completely avoid the risk.
They have been active in the old Paris city for three or four days. In fact, it has not become as deserted as they first thought. The dead and missing are just honest people. There are many people who are more adaptable than they thought. This disordered state of life.
According to Qiwei's knowledge, the underground forces in the old city are currently mixed. Compared with the number of survivors, the number of players is a minority group after all. Except for some areas that are surrounded by players to build residences, the entire old city of Paris is almost deserted. Caretaker status.
Some lucky survivors have even survived from the SAR era until now, but they haven't even seen the shadow of the player.
Some of the forces formed by these survivors are groups of disintegrated coalition soldiers, known as the Survivor Alliance. Most of them still hold an anti-player stance, and rely on the Internet to maintain contact with the coalition command center, often Being able to get the airdrop supplies from the coalition forces is the strongest force among the survivors.
The Survivor Alliance obtained the right to use part of the tunnels in District [-], and they sheltered some civilians. Martinez believes that they also have a share in the task of placing small nuclear bombs in the player-controlled area.
There are also quite a few survivors who have embraced this disorderly life. They have begun to adapt to this lifestyle of being responsible for themselves, and they are on guard against everyone. Relying on the huge building complex in Paris, these people are Like post-modernist scavengers, they search for all kinds of materials and valuable things in those empty houses every day, and make transactions with people by bartering.
The most offensive group is those survivors who joined the Adventist Sect. Some people joined the Adventist Sect in desperation, and tried to live in the new order designated by the players. Martinez and the others have been intentionally Avoid areas controlled by those people.
But this time, their intended location is in a church marked as an area controlled by the Adventist Sect. There are many ways to complete the task. They can walk down the sewer and place the nuclear bomb in the sewer below the church.
Of course, you can also open your mind and present this thing as some kind of gift for the descendants to those fanatics. If they are stupid enough, they may be able to complete the rest of the work by themselves. The objects were grandly placed inside the church and worshiped every day before it exploded.
Mikkelsen didn't care about the way and location of the nuclear bombs. He didn't even care much about whether Martinez's mission would be successful, because there were more than a dozen of the same team, and this time it was a saturated nuclear bomb. New nuclear bombs are transported into the old city of Paris every moment.
The missions of these mercenaries who want money and life are often two-way. They go in with nuclear bombs and come out with cultural relics. They earn money twice in one mission.
The same is naturally true of Martinez's team. Their return mission this time is to venture into Notre Dame de Paris, use a scanner to conduct a comprehensive scan of the interior of Notre Dame, and bring back a few samples of the walls and floors, so that one day in the future they can Rebuild in place.
"We are in trouble, David!" Rebecca nimbly climbed to the top of the small building next door, and the electronic prosthetic eye synchronized what she saw to Martinez: "The people who observed us just now are passing by the previous intersection." Ambush us."
The danger signal was sent to them by Qiwei. As hackers in the team, although Qiwei hid in the safe house of the Taha Gang, the remaining monitoring network in downtown Paris can still become the spectacles of the Martinez team.
In this regard, the Taha Gang, which is entrenched in the thirteenth district, is a great talent. After realizing that the players are not proficient in network technology, they are trying their best to strengthen their ability in this area. Repairing the surveillance network in the old Paris city is one of the directions of their efforts.
The Taha gang provided safe houses to the foreign mercenary teams, encouraging them to repair as many surveillance equipment as possible and restore the old surveillance network. Internally, they exchanged supplies for the survivors to help install more cameras to monitor the player's movements. .
The Taha gang called this plan the plan to restore Paris. Martinez and the others have now become beneficiaries of this plan, and they have detoured.
Both Martinez and Rebecca have plural prosthetic bodies, and their mobility is far beyond that of humans in the traditional sense. In just 3 minutes, they crossed two blocks from the top of the building.
"There are no law enforcement officers, no FBAS bureau! It's so exciting, I'm starting to fall in love with it." Before Rebecca finished speaking, she was choked by the strong smell of blood.
In front of them, there were hundreds of corpses densely packed. These corpses were piled up on the roof of the building. Martinez took a few steps forward and looked down from the edge of the roof. Dozens of dead bodies were also piled up, showing how desperate people have chosen to put all their eggs in one basket.
Rebecca retched for a while, relying on the hormone detection device in her body to balance her endocrine, she never said the same thing before.
Although they have long been psychologically prepared for this, and the person in charge of the Taha Gang in charge of the streets has also told them about the organized and planned massacre of human beings by players, this is the first time they have seen such a scene.
Except for those who jumped to their deaths, most of the corpses on the roof did not have any wounds. They seemed to just fall asleep suddenly, and then fell into a long sleep.
Many people died of dehydration and respiratory failure. They looked skinny, but because of the good ventilation on the roof, coupled with the fact that the climate was dry, there was no rainfall, and the temperature was low during this period, the bodies of these people were well preserved. Time to start corrupting.
Men, women, old people, and children are all piled up here, and it is meaningless to die.
According to the information that Martinez has searched during this period, these people should have died at the hands of a player nicknamed 'Soul Eater'. He himself is the commander of a medium-sized battle group, and his ability can deprive human beings. The conscious reaction, in simple terms, is to wipe out the human operating system and turn it into a bare board machine.
Because the characteristics of the corpses left by the Soul Eaters are too obvious, the 390th District has been counting the number of victims who died at the hands of the Soul Eaters. Correspondingly, the bounty offered by the Taha Gang for the Soul Eaters, The former is 69 per person, while the latter is 910 euros.
The ratio of one hundred euros per human life is undoubtedly a bad deal for mercenaries, but for the Taha gang, it is just a reward out of morality, and there are too many players on their reward list .
At present, no one knows whether the Soul Eater can gain any benefits from this slaughter process, but according to the existing observations, the Soul Eater is most likely out of personal preference, or from the perspective of training ability itself. Slaughtering humans, this act of slaughter itself does not bring him any benefits in the direct sense.
"David, is this the war we are fighting now?" Rebecca asked in confusion, with tears brewing in her big eyes. After all, she was just a 'little girl', and the life of a mercenary meant nothing to her. It was exciting enough, but this sudden war was beyond everyone's psychological capacity.
Martinez tightened his backpack, his eyes were a little blank. If it were you, Main, what would you do?
"Focus on our mission, Rebecca." Martinez covered Rebecca's eyes and stopped her from walking towards a child's corpse: "This is not our war Rebecca, we have to earn enough money early , to Phoenix."
Lucy, I'll take you to Phoenix.
"There are currently 56 active small nuclear bombs deployed in the player-occupied area. The signal of two nuclear bombs suddenly disappeared four hours ago. It should be those naturalized people who have noticed our plan." Miko Erson and Tanguy sat smoking cigars in the newly opened cigar room at the Lost Mountain base.
The production of the Tree of Life still couldn't keep up with the consumption of a few big smoking guns. As a last resort, they are now consuming expensive Latin American cigars. Most of the inventory was brought by Mikkelsen from immigrants in Phoenix.
Of course, the biggest culprit in this is Mikkelsen. He originally only had more than 2000 clones, but the number has doubled since then, but the salary has not been lowered.
This also led to Tang Ji's unintentional study. As we all know, one of the prerequisites for adults to study hard is to not stop smoking, otherwise they will fall asleep immediately.
Tang Ji didn't speak. He was working behind closed doors during this time, his mind was full of fission and fusion, and he didn't know anything about Mikkelsen's plan. At the same time, he was very unhappy that he had no cigarettes.
"This plan is a false attack, mainly to make players get used to our counterattack with nuclear bombs and create opportunities for you." Mikkelsen introduced: "We will guarantee a certain frequency of nuclear attacks in the next few months, so that players We are used to the rhythm of life being bombed to hide our true purpose."
"Paving the way for those eukaryotic bombs?" Tang Ji frowned, smoking cigars like ordinary cigarettes, half a cigar, and it didn't make any difference to him if he couldn't pass his lungs.
"Strictly speaking, they are all true nuclear bombs, it's just that the ones you enchant are bigger and use a compound detonation method." Mikkelsen has always had a headache about this matter, he can send small nuclear bombs into the player's control area at will , but how to deploy those large array nuclear bombs is a big problem.
Not only do they require a professional construction team, but they must also remain hidden for a period of time after they are built, so as to wait for the subsequent unified detonation.
The only way he has come up with so far is to blow up the place where he is going to deploy a large array of nuclear bombs in advance, and use small nuclear bombs to raze it to the ground, so that players are not willing to move around in the nearby area.
As for whether the workers in charge of the construction will suffer from nuclear radiation damage during construction, Mikkelsen doesn't care, he can use money and other things to make up for it.
"Why did you tell me?" Tang Ji flicked off the tail of the remaining cigar: "I'm just a torch to light the torch."
Mikkelsen was not used to Tang Ji with such a literary and artistic style. He glanced at Tang Ji with some doubts, thinking that Tang Ji might have hidden a few literary masterpieces in it while pretending to read physics books behind others' backs.
Otherwise, the textbook Wu Qianying found for him was not right. Are there any descriptions with literary language in normal science books?of course not!The relationship between mathematics and literature is roughly equivalent to the relationship between Tang Ji and players, they are incompatible!
Mikkelsen was skeptical, but he didn't dare to ask. Apparently, the number of Mikkelsen was soaring because of consuming Tang Ji's tree of life, which made him unhappy.
"At that time, you may need to open the portal and be responsible for transporting materials and workers." Mikkelsen decided to skip this topic: "At that time, you have to ensure that our true nuclear bombs are not threatened. In order to confuse those Players, we still have to arrange a lot of false targets, and you and Wang Zhengdao will probably be very busy then."
"You have to show up frequently to prevent those people from destroying the nuclear bomb. When they don't feel surprised about your presence, our plan will succeed." Mikkelsen didn't tell Tang Ji the attendance figure estimated by Wu Qianying, It's an exaggerated number anyway.
True and false, false and true, after playing this card, Mikkelsen is considered stud, this is the last card.
(End of this chapter)
"David, be careful, the players here seem to be more difficult to deal with." Rebecca hung herself from the ceiling. Since she upgraded her pair of retractable gorilla arms, she has This kind of problem of showing off one's prosthetic body.
Compared with Rebecca's petite body of less than 1.5 meters, the pair of exaggerated prosthetic arms is indeed a bit exaggerated, and that thing even requires a separate built-in battery function to output full power.
But Rebecca obviously likes her prosthetic body very much. She climbed over David Martinez's head like a real orangutan, and stared at the direction of the far end of the street by the way: "Those people just now, I'm not sure about them It’s not a player, but they look at me very disgustingly, we should teach them a lesson.”
"Don't make trouble, Rebecca, focus on our mission." Martinez was carrying a heavy-looking military bucket bag, which contained the second nuclear bomb they were going to install: "Don't forget the last time we If you act rashly, Falco almost died in the hands of those people."
Rebecca curled her lips. The last time it was indeed because she had clashed with someone rashly, Falco was injured because of this, but that was because those players went too far!
Martinez reassured Rebecca and moved on. Although there were some twists and turns in the installation process of the first nuclear bomb, it went smoothly. They have already received that part of the commission. As long as they install a few more nuclear bombs, their debts will be cleared. .
Although the risk of the task is high, the reward is also high, and if they are lucky enough, they can completely avoid the risk.
They have been active in the old Paris city for three or four days. In fact, it has not become as deserted as they first thought. The dead and missing are just honest people. There are many people who are more adaptable than they thought. This disordered state of life.
According to Qiwei's knowledge, the underground forces in the old city are currently mixed. Compared with the number of survivors, the number of players is a minority group after all. Except for some areas that are surrounded by players to build residences, the entire old city of Paris is almost deserted. Caretaker status.
Some lucky survivors have even survived from the SAR era until now, but they haven't even seen the shadow of the player.
Some of the forces formed by these survivors are groups of disintegrated coalition soldiers, known as the Survivor Alliance. Most of them still hold an anti-player stance, and rely on the Internet to maintain contact with the coalition command center, often Being able to get the airdrop supplies from the coalition forces is the strongest force among the survivors.
The Survivor Alliance obtained the right to use part of the tunnels in District [-], and they sheltered some civilians. Martinez believes that they also have a share in the task of placing small nuclear bombs in the player-controlled area.
There are also quite a few survivors who have embraced this disorderly life. They have begun to adapt to this lifestyle of being responsible for themselves, and they are on guard against everyone. Relying on the huge building complex in Paris, these people are Like post-modernist scavengers, they search for all kinds of materials and valuable things in those empty houses every day, and make transactions with people by bartering.
The most offensive group is those survivors who joined the Adventist Sect. Some people joined the Adventist Sect in desperation, and tried to live in the new order designated by the players. Martinez and the others have been intentionally Avoid areas controlled by those people.
But this time, their intended location is in a church marked as an area controlled by the Adventist Sect. There are many ways to complete the task. They can walk down the sewer and place the nuclear bomb in the sewer below the church.
Of course, you can also open your mind and present this thing as some kind of gift for the descendants to those fanatics. If they are stupid enough, they may be able to complete the rest of the work by themselves. The objects were grandly placed inside the church and worshiped every day before it exploded.
Mikkelsen didn't care about the way and location of the nuclear bombs. He didn't even care much about whether Martinez's mission would be successful, because there were more than a dozen of the same team, and this time it was a saturated nuclear bomb. New nuclear bombs are transported into the old city of Paris every moment.
The missions of these mercenaries who want money and life are often two-way. They go in with nuclear bombs and come out with cultural relics. They earn money twice in one mission.
The same is naturally true of Martinez's team. Their return mission this time is to venture into Notre Dame de Paris, use a scanner to conduct a comprehensive scan of the interior of Notre Dame, and bring back a few samples of the walls and floors, so that one day in the future they can Rebuild in place.
"We are in trouble, David!" Rebecca nimbly climbed to the top of the small building next door, and the electronic prosthetic eye synchronized what she saw to Martinez: "The people who observed us just now are passing by the previous intersection." Ambush us."
The danger signal was sent to them by Qiwei. As hackers in the team, although Qiwei hid in the safe house of the Taha Gang, the remaining monitoring network in downtown Paris can still become the spectacles of the Martinez team.
In this regard, the Taha Gang, which is entrenched in the thirteenth district, is a great talent. After realizing that the players are not proficient in network technology, they are trying their best to strengthen their ability in this area. Repairing the surveillance network in the old Paris city is one of the directions of their efforts.
The Taha gang provided safe houses to the foreign mercenary teams, encouraging them to repair as many surveillance equipment as possible and restore the old surveillance network. Internally, they exchanged supplies for the survivors to help install more cameras to monitor the player's movements. .
The Taha gang called this plan the plan to restore Paris. Martinez and the others have now become beneficiaries of this plan, and they have detoured.
Both Martinez and Rebecca have plural prosthetic bodies, and their mobility is far beyond that of humans in the traditional sense. In just 3 minutes, they crossed two blocks from the top of the building.
"There are no law enforcement officers, no FBAS bureau! It's so exciting, I'm starting to fall in love with it." Before Rebecca finished speaking, she was choked by the strong smell of blood.
In front of them, there were hundreds of corpses densely packed. These corpses were piled up on the roof of the building. Martinez took a few steps forward and looked down from the edge of the roof. Dozens of dead bodies were also piled up, showing how desperate people have chosen to put all their eggs in one basket.
Rebecca retched for a while, relying on the hormone detection device in her body to balance her endocrine, she never said the same thing before.
Although they have long been psychologically prepared for this, and the person in charge of the Taha Gang in charge of the streets has also told them about the organized and planned massacre of human beings by players, this is the first time they have seen such a scene.
Except for those who jumped to their deaths, most of the corpses on the roof did not have any wounds. They seemed to just fall asleep suddenly, and then fell into a long sleep.
Many people died of dehydration and respiratory failure. They looked skinny, but because of the good ventilation on the roof, coupled with the fact that the climate was dry, there was no rainfall, and the temperature was low during this period, the bodies of these people were well preserved. Time to start corrupting.
Men, women, old people, and children are all piled up here, and it is meaningless to die.
According to the information that Martinez has searched during this period, these people should have died at the hands of a player nicknamed 'Soul Eater'. He himself is the commander of a medium-sized battle group, and his ability can deprive human beings. The conscious reaction, in simple terms, is to wipe out the human operating system and turn it into a bare board machine.
Because the characteristics of the corpses left by the Soul Eaters are too obvious, the 390th District has been counting the number of victims who died at the hands of the Soul Eaters. Correspondingly, the bounty offered by the Taha Gang for the Soul Eaters, The former is 69 per person, while the latter is 910 euros.
The ratio of one hundred euros per human life is undoubtedly a bad deal for mercenaries, but for the Taha gang, it is just a reward out of morality, and there are too many players on their reward list .
At present, no one knows whether the Soul Eater can gain any benefits from this slaughter process, but according to the existing observations, the Soul Eater is most likely out of personal preference, or from the perspective of training ability itself. Slaughtering humans, this act of slaughter itself does not bring him any benefits in the direct sense.
"David, is this the war we are fighting now?" Rebecca asked in confusion, with tears brewing in her big eyes. After all, she was just a 'little girl', and the life of a mercenary meant nothing to her. It was exciting enough, but this sudden war was beyond everyone's psychological capacity.
Martinez tightened his backpack, his eyes were a little blank. If it were you, Main, what would you do?
"Focus on our mission, Rebecca." Martinez covered Rebecca's eyes and stopped her from walking towards a child's corpse: "This is not our war Rebecca, we have to earn enough money early , to Phoenix."
Lucy, I'll take you to Phoenix.
"There are currently 56 active small nuclear bombs deployed in the player-occupied area. The signal of two nuclear bombs suddenly disappeared four hours ago. It should be those naturalized people who have noticed our plan." Miko Erson and Tanguy sat smoking cigars in the newly opened cigar room at the Lost Mountain base.
The production of the Tree of Life still couldn't keep up with the consumption of a few big smoking guns. As a last resort, they are now consuming expensive Latin American cigars. Most of the inventory was brought by Mikkelsen from immigrants in Phoenix.
Of course, the biggest culprit in this is Mikkelsen. He originally only had more than 2000 clones, but the number has doubled since then, but the salary has not been lowered.
This also led to Tang Ji's unintentional study. As we all know, one of the prerequisites for adults to study hard is to not stop smoking, otherwise they will fall asleep immediately.
Tang Ji didn't speak. He was working behind closed doors during this time, his mind was full of fission and fusion, and he didn't know anything about Mikkelsen's plan. At the same time, he was very unhappy that he had no cigarettes.
"This plan is a false attack, mainly to make players get used to our counterattack with nuclear bombs and create opportunities for you." Mikkelsen introduced: "We will guarantee a certain frequency of nuclear attacks in the next few months, so that players We are used to the rhythm of life being bombed to hide our true purpose."
"Paving the way for those eukaryotic bombs?" Tang Ji frowned, smoking cigars like ordinary cigarettes, half a cigar, and it didn't make any difference to him if he couldn't pass his lungs.
"Strictly speaking, they are all true nuclear bombs, it's just that the ones you enchant are bigger and use a compound detonation method." Mikkelsen has always had a headache about this matter, he can send small nuclear bombs into the player's control area at will , but how to deploy those large array nuclear bombs is a big problem.
Not only do they require a professional construction team, but they must also remain hidden for a period of time after they are built, so as to wait for the subsequent unified detonation.
The only way he has come up with so far is to blow up the place where he is going to deploy a large array of nuclear bombs in advance, and use small nuclear bombs to raze it to the ground, so that players are not willing to move around in the nearby area.
As for whether the workers in charge of the construction will suffer from nuclear radiation damage during construction, Mikkelsen doesn't care, he can use money and other things to make up for it.
"Why did you tell me?" Tang Ji flicked off the tail of the remaining cigar: "I'm just a torch to light the torch."
Mikkelsen was not used to Tang Ji with such a literary and artistic style. He glanced at Tang Ji with some doubts, thinking that Tang Ji might have hidden a few literary masterpieces in it while pretending to read physics books behind others' backs.
Otherwise, the textbook Wu Qianying found for him was not right. Are there any descriptions with literary language in normal science books?of course not!The relationship between mathematics and literature is roughly equivalent to the relationship between Tang Ji and players, they are incompatible!
Mikkelsen was skeptical, but he didn't dare to ask. Apparently, the number of Mikkelsen was soaring because of consuming Tang Ji's tree of life, which made him unhappy.
"At that time, you may need to open the portal and be responsible for transporting materials and workers." Mikkelsen decided to skip this topic: "At that time, you have to ensure that our true nuclear bombs are not threatened. In order to confuse those Players, we still have to arrange a lot of false targets, and you and Wang Zhengdao will probably be very busy then."
"You have to show up frequently to prevent those people from destroying the nuclear bomb. When they don't feel surprised about your presence, our plan will succeed." Mikkelsen didn't tell Tang Ji the attendance figure estimated by Wu Qianying, It's an exaggerated number anyway.
True and false, false and true, after playing this card, Mikkelsen is considered stud, this is the last card.
(End of this chapter)
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