Fist Godzilla

Chapter 210 Landing
In fact, the difficulty of Mutba's actions is not at the same level compared to that of Sam and Saeko.

He has always been wary of giant beasts with the power of "more than [-] horses", and he can't see a single one in the base in Guadalajara, Mexico.

There is a purely underground scientific research institution.

There are guards, but most of them are war machines made of high-tech machinery, with highly prosthetic mercenaries.

To be honest, this combination and strength can achieve good results even against the mainstream armies in the world.

But it is a pity that what they are facing this time is a giant beast whose purpose is to infiltrate, investigate, and destroy internally.

"As long as everyone who sees me is dead, it is perfect stealth" throughout the process.

And when Muteba turned the entire base upside down with his own experience.

Even though he was an African mercenary, he could not help showing rare mood swings when reporting to Bai Tangjing.

"Here has the highest level of sterile environment, and the engineering planning is clear. The most advanced medical research institution in the world is nothing more than that. But ah, Baitang."

"Everything here makes me sick."

In the video, Muteba still has that mocking smile that mocks the world.

But after Bai Tangjing broke through [-] horses, his emotional resonance ability from Godzilla is growing stronger.

Under Mutaba's indifferent appearance, his cold heart was trembling.

The teenager looked calm and did not speak on the plane. He knew that Mutba hadn't finished speaking.

"This is a human organ experiment and transfer point."

Muteba turns the camera around him and behind him.

The scene in front of him, even with Bai Tangjing's mentality, he couldn't help short of breath for a moment.

Thousands of biological storage tanks are placed under the cold light in the warehouse like living things.

But those storage tanks are not ordinary hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys.

After Mutba told about the functions of the base, the boy had already prepared these things in his heart.

It wouldn't be too shocking if you saw it.

but not
Presented in the video - is a brain!

The wrinkled cerebral cortex is directly exposed in the liquid, and the small metal spine connected to the brain is only less than three centimeters, and they are twisted in the liquid like a twitching mouse tail.

And a pair of naked eyeballs.

After Mutaba focused, all the eyeballs in all the storage tanks turned to him together. That is to say, the video camera!
At that moment, the heterogeneity shown by the human brain can make any human feel chills!
It seems that countless whispers are conveyed in those round eyeballs, drilling into your head.

The armrest of the airplane seat didn't make any sound, it had already been chopped into pieces by the force of Bai Tangjing's palm.

Sparsely fell down.

Muteba's words continued with the camera.

"After the disaster of the black dragon, Europe was dilapidated and there were countless refugees. Most of the material here comes from the children of the refugees."

"Why use children exclusively?"

Bai Tangjing's voice didn't change, but the picture from the camera shook for a moment.

It was Mutba who was holding the camera in his hand. An inexplicable chill came over his heart just now, making his hands tremble.

"Re-remember those highly prosthetic soldiers? Their original ones only have one brain left."

".they use kids' brains for VR training?"

"Go one step further, Baitang. They're one step closer. Remember the neural bridge technology? It turned out to be something that connects people."

The brain training they mentioned is nothing new.

As early as more than ten years ago, a more realistic gunfight game could become a simulated training ground.

And a few years ago, virtual training based on VR technology was rolled out in the mainstream army.

As for now?

"They backed up a lot of fighting skills of masters, and then used neural bridge technology to transfer them to the brains of children with strong plasticity. But it's not over yet"

After Muteba's slightly dry voice, Bai Tangjing's hesitant voice sounded.

"Technology alone is not enough. They also want experience?"

"There is also a personality! A personality that won't blink even if you stab a knife into the heart of your parents and sisters with your own hands."

"That is to say. After the neural bridge transfers the memory, start the VR training in a special environment?"

"Yes, in the simulated environment of the Holocaust, these brains are the trainees. Whenever they kill, the machine will shock their pleasure nerves. Whenever they get tired and feel pity, the machine will stimulate their punishment nerves."

Although I didn't see Mutba's face, but the iconic playful laughter has been transmitted through the video.

The mockery in that laughter was stronger than ever in his life.

"You know, Baitang. The human brain can be domesticated, and the human character can be molded, isn't it?"

Bai Tangjing nodded silently.

Human beings are fragile yet strong.

In the face of torture, the strong can step on the limit of physiological tolerance recognized by medicine and rub under their feet.

And the weak, even just a fierce look can make him succumb.

But how many strong people are there in the world?

The boy rested his chin on the back of his hand, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"Medical, arms, drugs, and finance. The four most lucrative industries. But in this turbulent world, arms have a capability that the other three cannot achieve - it is power in itself!"

"Whether you own it yourself or sell it to others, arms are power!"

"Muteba, this base reselling children's organs is just a sideline. This is actually an arms manufacturing workshop, right?"

"Hmph." Muteba sneered twice.

"I just asked Hinomoto's think tank that the global market in the field of private force has doubled sixty-six times in the past six months."

He didn't answer Bai Tangjing, but he seemed to have already given the answer.

"A highly prosthetic cyber warrior, whether it is a gimmick or a practicality, it is full!"

"."

Bai Tangjing's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence.

"What else have you found, let's talk about it together."

Hearing this, Muteba turned the camera to himself again.

"It's still neural bridge technology, and they are still exploring the potential of this technology in this test base."

"For example, use a lot of thinking to hijack non-self prosthetic bodies, and even use the other party's prosthetic body to reversely affect the other party's thinking."

"But it's the little things."

Mutba started to control the camera, and after a while the picture freezes, it should be connected to another video.

A thin white coat, it looks like it should be a research officer or something.He was humbly telling a tall and strong reformer about the predicament of the laboratory.

As the camera turned, a burly man in a suit only showed his back, talking.

"Difficult? Then we won't do it."

"I just want the children's fresh, trained brains, and throw away all the other organs, and dispose of the children who haven't got their brains out. Anyway, there are so many children that we can't use them all up."

"It's so processed that even a drop of DNA can't be detected, understand?"

Well-dressed, but the words that spit out can make animals feel cold.

The decisiveness to choose profit without hesitation after comparing human life with money.
It's like treating human life like a slice of bread!
He seemed to be the one with the highest status among the three actors.

The boy straightened himself up on the plane seat.

It seems that this person is his target?

Mutaba's voice-over also sounded at the right time.

"Although it's just from the back, I still recognize it—Steven Armstrong."

A little familiar.

Bai Tangjing raised his eyebrows, and the corresponding memory in his brain was quickly retrieved.

"This is your original next goal? The [-] horses that are going to run for president?"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Before Muteba could respond, Bai Tangjing teased and clicked his tongue.

"It's really treating [King of Mercenaries] as a disposable product! If it goes according to plan, I guess you will be killed by him on the spot in full view, and it will become a big gimmick in the campaign, right?"

Now neither Baitangjing nor Mutaba would believe that the other party was a mere [-]-horsepower guy.

"You can say whatever you want, Mr. Employer. Anyway, this base has been abolished by me, and I don't think you, who have found the target, will let that guy go without incident, do you?"

"That's right. Goodbye. Muteba."

The video was turned off, and the boy was still sitting on the seat while maintaining his posture.

It seems to be reminiscing about the content of the conversation.

After a while, Bai Tangjing snapped his fingers.

The stewardess, who looked like a big girl from the United States, stood beside her politely and thoughtfully in just two seconds.

But before she could speak.

"The plane had two electromagnetic spikes during the time I was on the video call, once in the brains of those kids and once in the name 'Steven Armstrong'."

Bai Tangjing spoke in a calm to the point of indifference, his gaze was not even on the big girl from the beginning to the end.

But the well-trained sweet face of the big girl from the United States froze in an instant.

"I, I think you must have misunderstood, often during the flight of the plane"

"It doesn't matter, miss."

Baitang mirror raised his eyelids.

"Your small actions don't matter to me, I just ask for one thing. When I land, either let that intelligence minister appear in front of me, or let that Armstrong appear in front of me."

"Mr. Baitang, we"

"Time is tight, business is busy, every minute and every second is closely related to the lives of the people balabala, there are as many reasons as you want. But, miss"

"But! Your job is to pass on my request to the right person, right?"

"As for the choice, that is the business of the big man."

"." The big girl pursed her lips, her expression gloomy, "I understand."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

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When Saeko's communication was connected, the plane had already entered the airspace of the United States and was about to land.

"So the mind manipulation ability you encountered is most likely because their prosthetics are too high, and they are forced to connect a large number of neural bridging technologies, resulting in reverse control of thinking."

"Okay. It's still serious, but it's a relief."

Saeko on the other end of the phone let out a long breath.

Although the limitations of mind manipulation technology have been proven, people without prosthetic bodies should not be at risk at this stage.

However, in this turbulent world, prosthetic bodies that can give people the power of self-protection and more possibilities are popular all over the world and even become standard equipment for human beings. It is only time.

It can be predicted that in the future, mind manipulation through prosthetic bodies will still be a serious and terrifying problem that can trigger a world war.

But at least for now it's not too urgent.

"But you just said that you were almost killed?"

Bai Tangjing's voice came through the phone, and he didn't seem worried, and his tone was still brisk.

But Saeko, who was with him day and night, could clearly feel it after hearing this sentence.
My elementary school brother is now so angry that it is scary!

"Although it's dangerous, it's all in the plan."

"This time, the two of us insisted on coming here in order to be able to kill the enemy with our own hands. Don't take it to heart, Jing."

Saeko tried hard to relax her voice, trying to calm down Bai Tangjing's anger.

The boy's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about family matters.

"Well, I know. It's about to get off the plane here, let's talk later."

The phone was hung up, and Saeko looked at the blacked-out phone with a slightly worried look.

Sam, who had just grown one side of his chest, was puzzled.

"Isn't what he said just now normal? Why do you have such an ugly expression?"

"normal?"

Saeko unconsciously buried the phone in her chest and sighed.

"Maybe he was in a normal mood when he first got on the phone. But in the end."

"I only hope now that the people of the United States will know the times."

"That would at least not trigger a disaster."

Saeko's expectations were dashed.

When the plane landed at the airport, no one moved on this seemingly "civilian" passenger plane.

Sitting in first class, Baitang mirror looks out through the porthole of the plane.

There is a grand welcome team, officials, entrepreneurs, media.
However, there was neither the chief intelligence officer who had a video conversation with him, nor Steven Armstrong.

The boy's expression didn't change at all.

He got up normally and walked towards the hatch.

"Let me double check, miss."

Walking to the hatch, Sweetheart has already opened the hatch, standing there with an attentive smile.

Bai Tang looked at her.

"Did you really convey my request?"

"Yes, sir, but today's emergency is serious. Our intelligence adjutant is waiting for you below."

Bai Tangjing didn't say much, just gave a meaningful chuckle, and got off the plane.

A large group of officials and media stood on both sides to welcome them in an orderly manner.

The teenager shook hands with the officials lined up one by one, with a friendly and gentle smile.

The media cameras wanted to see him in the face.

That kind of unscrupulous feeling, it seems that he doesn't care at all that the man in front of him can blow up the whole airport with just a little effort.

Until Bai Tangjing came to the last person in the queue.

He is the intelligence adjutant.

The old white man stretched out his hand to Bai Tangjing with a pleasant smile, and Bai Tangjing also grasped it.

"Welcome to the United States, Mr. Whitehall."

After speaking, they should have stopped.

But the old white man found that his hands seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't move at all.

The cheers all around gradually faded and finally disappeared.The two held hands for too long, and neither of them spoke.

Now everyone feels that the atmosphere is not right.

The old white man looked up in astonishment, looking at the young man's gentle smiling face.

Instead, Bai Tangjing raised his eyebrows, and asked the old white man's puzzled expression.

"Why? You don't think I'm the kind of person who cares about the media, do you?"

"boom!"

The invisible weight pressed down from the old man's head, creating a bloody pothole on the ground of the airport on the spot!
Because the old man's arm was still held together with Baitang mirror, his elbow joint seemed to be severed by a sharp knife.

Instead, it still maintained its shape, dangling in Bai Tangjing's hands.

The scene experienced a few seconds as if time paused.

In the dead silence, the panic index in the air is soaring.

Ultimately. "Ah!!!"

The many pick-up people who were originally dressed in neat clothes are now screaming like turkeys being held by the neck.

Scattered and fled.

But Bai Tangjing stepped up and approached the penultimate person who shook hands with him just now.

They are all pinned in place by Nian Qi now.

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