Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Chapter 651 Chapter 648 Unknown Technology
"Lucy, Lucy, what did your mercenaries protect? My brother lost his head!"

Only the name and appearance of Zhuang Teng on the TV news remained the same as before. His body posture was obviously that of another person, and his head must be installed on an execution puppet. The company used a lot of cosmetic implants on his body to cover up the inconsistency in his head, and was careful not to let any interviewer get too close to avoid seeing the problem. Few people in this world will learn the skills of identifying identities through gestures, and the above operations are enough for companies to keep secrets.

"Showing him out shows that the company really has no other bargaining chips." Of course Zhuang Xuteng wants to save his brother, but he understands that the prerequisite for saving people is that he must stay alive. If he dies, then his brother and Morgana, who was seen in a few frames before, will never be saved. Even if they are dead, no one can avenge them. Zhuang Xuteng forced himself to calm down and focused all his energy on one thought: "If I want to rescue my brother, I have to weaken the company's power. I must continue to act, continue to destroy, continue to..."

After thinking about it, he couldn't help crying. Since you are crying, cry hard and let out all your uneasiness, pain, regret and sadness. Zhuang Xuteng's eyes were red from crying, the disguise on his face was washed away by tears, and he temporarily lost all strength from crying. However, this embarrassment and weakness are temporary, and the inner vent and relief are long-term. Zhuang Xuteng wiped away his tears, packed up his equipment and makeup, took out and put on his invisibility cloak, left the hiding place, and walked to the next location.

There are surveillance equipment everywhere in Constitution City, the capital, but Zhuang Xuteng wanted to see if he could sneak in. Since the Big Four companies are unwilling to repent and are doing worse, then they will not "repent" and will become more and more terrifying and extreme. Zhuang Xuteng believes that the headquarters of the four major companies in Constitution City, the capital, are good targets. Even if they do not kill people and only destroy facilities, the deterrence and influence of direct actions at the headquarters are much better than attacking factories in the suburbs.

The key is whether we can get into the city.

As a giant city with a population of 20 million, Constitution City, the capital, relies on massive trucks to transport various foods to survive. Its satellite city solves the problem of raw materials and preliminary rough processing. Various intermediate materials after standardization are transported into the city and sent to the finished product manufacturing link supported by a huge population. Zhuang Xuteng chose a tank truck carrying artificial syrup and hid directly in the syrup tank. He used implants to maintain the internal circulation with the lowest energy consumption and survive the transportation into the city.

Before the vehicle reached the checkpoint, Zhuang Xuteng noticed something was wrong. The sensory tentacles showed him the situation at the checkpoint ahead: every car had to be stopped for inspection, and the equipment used was the same backpack-type, vacuum cleaner-sized thing that the enhanced person used before. That thing can scan heat sources, shadow energy, and X-rays. The data it generates will not only be displayed to users, but will also be transmitted through the network. I took a few peeks at the sensing tentacles and found that in order to pass the inspection, the "safety" judgment from the on-site inspector and the network side must be met at the same time, without any exceptions.

Containers must be inspected for seals, and any open boxes or tanks must be scanned internally. Such a huge workload should have paralyzed logistics and transportation, but with advanced equipment and an always-on brain network, it only caused a slight congestion, and the overall time cost was completely within the tolerable range.

A tank truck in front was opened. Zhuang Xuteng immediately gave up his infiltration plan, opened the top door of the tank from the inside, and slipped out in advance. He used the Wraith Servant to carefully remove the artificial syrup from his body, then left the vicinity of the highway, changed direction, and walked towards Constitution City, the capital.

From morning to night, the city skyline is not far away. The bright lights illuminate the reinforced concrete forest. They even replace the stars and moon in the sky and illuminate the soil under Zhuang Xuteng's feet. He blends in with a group of homeless people and temporarily hides under an old abandoned overpass, using his sensory tentacles to search for weak points in the city's defenses. The company has greatly strengthened its investigation and defense. The homeless people said that it has been very troublesome to enter the city recently. A group of armed execution puppets will search them one by one and mess up the shopping carts they use.

"Originally, there were a lot of people here. It was full and they wouldn't let you take up a place. But now there are less people. Many people find it troublesome and stay away from the city. Look at the weather, it will rain heavily tonight. Find a dry and high place to lie down. Don’t say I didn’t take care of you. This news is priceless. Where are you?”

The wanderer looked around and did not find the person he had just spoken to. He only found a five-euro note on the ground pressed by a stone.

According to the "tent guest"'s description, the company conducts continuous checks on everyone, which is not a problem at all. Even beggars are searched and scanned, which shows how afraid the company's gang is of themselves. Zhuang Xuteng used building ruins, shadows and tents as cover as he slowly approached the city. He not only saw execution puppets and municipal personnel guarding various intersections, but also saw new barbed wire fences, sentries and camera lampposts being constructed everywhere.

The pressure on the shadow detection network also increased sharply on the edge of the city. Although it cannot directly discover Zhuang Xuteng, it also fully limits the shadow follower energy and related abilities that Zhuang Xuteng can use, and it is also very troublesome to deal with. Zhuang Xuteng stayed near a checkpoint for a long time, using his sensory tentacles to fully investigate the surroundings. He felt that there was no chance of sneaking in, but with surveillance everywhere in the city and the ability to follow shadows was suppressed, there was not much room for him to perform, and he might not be able to. What a great destructive effect it can cause, but it has to bear huge risks, which is a bit outweighing the gains.

"Do you want to leave? Find a way to take the train to the Hundred Hands Intelligence Center to wreak havoc?"

He had just turned around and walked towards the outside of the city when a heavy rain fell from the sky without warning. The dense raindrops made it difficult to see anything ten meters away, and the neon lights of the city became a blur. Those who were unable to dodge were soaked in an instant, and their cries were muffled by the roar of the heavy rain hitting the ground. In the blink of an eye, a car accident occurred on the highway: someone's vision was blurred, someone misjudged the braking distance, and several cars rear-ended each other.

Zhuang Xuteng immediately realized this was an opportunity. Torrential rain will render all visual surveillance equipment ineffective, as well as infrared, X-ray and gait detection. Perhaps only shadow energy detection will remain. Zhuang Xuteng released his perception, and he found that the shadow detection network was also scattered and penetrated by the heavy rain, and it had lost the feeling of being pressed from all directions.

If you don't seize this opportunity, you will definitely regret it.

It will be much easier to enter the city at this time. Zhuang Xuteng used his sensory tentacles to "see" things, and the sight distance was much better than that of puppets and enhanced people. He also used shadows to wrap himself up and lie on the ground to move close to the ground. He was very inconspicuous in the rising vapor and splashing water. Even if someone saw it, they would think it was an empty black bag washed by the current, or something similar.

Thanks to the heavy rain, which compressed the surveillance field of view and created an opening for Zhuang Xuteng to sneak into. After entering the city, he had to rush to the headquarters of the four major companies before the rain stopped, so he would definitely need transportation. When a motorcycle passed by, Zhuang Xuteng did something wrong and exerted lateral force on the motorcycle with his vengeful tentacles, causing the rider to fall down. He stepped forward, looking like he was going to help, but actually knocked the man unconscious with a blow from his hand.

The rider was moved to a roof where he would not be touched by water, his helmet was taken off, and the motorcycle was requisitioned by Zhuang Xuteng. He put on his helmet and rode his bike at full speed. The rain hit him from all directions under the influence of the wind. The lights representing the city's prosperity were constantly thrown behind him, and there was only endless black rain in front of him. The engine of the motorcycle roared, and the vibrating machinery panted and fought like a living creature. This gasoline engine was Zhuang Teng's invention. The creation of his brother's wisdom was carrying him through the rain. Thinking of this, Zhuang Xuteng felt dazed for a moment.

In a daze, he felt someone tap him lightly on the shoulder. Looking back, the rain curtain seemed to have formed the appearance of his brother. He almost lost control of his emotions, but fortunately he had cried bitterly before, and he was currently performing the task assigned to him, so there was always a tension in his mind, so he immediately woke up. The image of my brother in the rain curtain is just a temporary illusion and hallucination, absolutely not real.

"Concentrate!" Zhuang Xuteng warned himself, and then refocused his eyes straight ahead.

At this time, in the cabin of the advertising balloon five hundred meters above his head, a red signal light flashed and two beeps sounded. This cabin is not big, only half a basketball court in total, but it is filled with more than thirty pieces of various instruments, and four intelligence spies are connected to the Internet in recliners. In addition to the four lying down, the remaining eight people were standing or sitting. Some were staring at the complicated instrument screens, and some were connected to more than a dozen tubes to continuously maintain their status.

One of them read the report on the screen: "The hallucinogens discovered that Zhuang Teng's hallucinatory emotions were triggered, and they lasted for two seconds. The duration was a bit short, and it may not necessarily be Naike."

"Two seconds? It's probably him." The strong man connected to the tube raised his head. His whole body was replaced by implants and shadow slaves. These parts were highlighted by distinctive red and black tattoos. All that was left of him was his brain and the upper half of his skull, plus a still-beating heart that could be seen through the thick glass. He has a brain and a heart, and he clearly wants to retain the essence of humanity. However, he also installed a spare brain and heart to help him control so many video slave devices. After hearing the report, he looked at the operator in front of the equipment with a red shadow through his enhanced eyes and said: "Locate, track, and prepare for combat."

The rocket at the rear of the airship cabin ignited, and the jet power carried the balloon through the rain curtain and tracked it above the giant building. The strong man who had completely transformed his body said: "According to intelligence analysis and predictions, Nike is likely to set the company headquarters as the next target. The heavy rain has provided him with great convenience to sneak into the city. He has been operating in the industrial park before, It’s possible in terms of location and time, and it takes only two seconds to get rid of the emotional impact, and only a strong person like him can do it.”

"He is very strong. He completely killed four enhanced people with the ability to fly in just one encounter... Install a full combat suit on me." He said: "Once the battle starts, I will try to force him out of the city or hit him. Go to the subway system and issue evacuation instructions according to the situation.”

"Lord Baden-Powell, call Anzu?"

"Call him, but tell him not to interfere, so as not to interfere with my battle. When that guy came to me, the device on my side kept alarming, and there was too much interference. And when I started to move my hands, he didn't So close—does his invincibility mean he won’t be killed?”

"I will make this clear in the announcement." The deputy then added: "We will use all our own people for the support work this time, and we will be more skilled in cooperating, okay?"

"That's right. This Scarecrow Naike is the trouble caused by his Dingxin Magic Creation, and it can be left to our Scarlet Group to solve. Anzu has been rampant for a long time, so it would be good to take over this matter and let him calm down for a while." Baden-Powell tilted his head and looked at the intelligence officers in the four lounge chairs. "Has passive detection found his location?"

"The suspect's vehicle is a motorcycle, which travels very fast and has great control in this weather. Moreover, the direction he is heading towards is the building of our headquarters, which is twelve blocks away."

"That's him, I'm dispatched." Baden-Powell nodded, and the tube behind him was immediately disconnected. More than a dozen mechanical arms installed more shadow slaves along the vacated interface, and then put them on him. A black combat exoskeleton. As a result, Baden-Powell was more than three meters tall. He could not stand up in the cabin and could only fall downwards with the help of the bomb release port.

This was originally a long-stay reconnaissance and bombing airship.

Those who did not need to go down quickly left the yellow line area on the ground. Then the floor spread downwards from left to right, and Baden-Powell fell straight down. Behind him, four auxiliary personnel also jumped down. They used light paramotors to descend and will assist Baden-Powell in building positions on the periphery and provide long-distance fire support.

Just when the airship opened the hatch, Zhuang Xuteng felt Baden-Powell's strong shadow energy reaction. He immediately moved his sensing tentacles over, and instantly understood that he had been discovered. The advertising balloon in the sky had the functions of invisibility, camouflage, and detection and blocking. It did not even use wireless networks. All data signals were transmitted through towed cables. It also had a shielding function, and he had previously thought it was just a tethering rope.

Constitution City, the capital, is too big and has too many things. He was in a hurry and couldn't touch everything, so he swept this advertising balloon away. Zhuang Xuteng now saw the boat that came to catch him, and the big man swooping down from the sky.

"What unknown technology was used to find me? And Baden-Powell, how many times have I seen you in TV commercials, and now I have met you in person." Zhuang Xuteng glanced at Baden-Powell's posture and knew that he You just know your approximate location, and there's a delay. In any case, in three seconds, there will no longer be a building blocking the two of them - the sensory tentacles can turn, but Baden-Powell's vision cannot - by then it will definitely be a high-speed, high-burst implant. chase battle.

So Zhuang Xuteng kicked off the car, took the lead in launching a high-speed burst, and shot himself into the rain with a bang.