death of hope

Chapter 100 "Corporate Warrior" (17) Electronic Music Party

"It's a trap! Look! The doors on both sides are starting to close!"

The three started running at the same time, Mary was thin and weak, Dixon was bulky and slow, and only Lynch was able to ride the wind under his feet.

But this time the distance was too far. With the speed of an Olympic athlete, he couldn't reach the gate before the gate fell.

Lynch kicked hard at the solid metal gate that had fallen and closed, then squatted down, panting heavily:

"Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

"Don't blame yourself, you're already very good, sir."

"Spread out and look for other exits."

"I didn't find it. The whole room was covered with solid steel plates. This time we were completely trapped."

Lynch stood up, and the warrior's instinct quickly regained his composure: "Mary, go and remove the panels on the wall to see if there is a way to open the door, Dixon, we are armed with guns."

"Sir... I found the main control circuit board of the gate, and I can try to break the lock, but it will take some time!"

Suddenly, the photosensitive part of the night vision device detected the change in brightness and turned off automatically.

"Damn it! My eyes hurt from shaking! The light...how...is it on? Maybe this is not a good omen."

"Wear the night vision goggles and don't take them off easily."

An excited voice came from the speaker:

"Three distinguished guests, welcome to the Obsidian Space Station Arena, I am Altonia, Your Royal Highness here."

"Queen...what a fart!" Dixon yelled and cursed loudly: "You cyborg freak! Killer! Devil!"

"Oh, what a vulgar bumpkin,

Put your pig ears up and listen carefully, this is your last chance to survive, I will give you ten seconds, kill the captain, and hand over what I want. "

"Da da da!" The gunshot rang out suddenly.
An enraged Dixon fired at the camera and horn on the wall, sweeping out a magazine:

"Go and lick my dick! You stinky bastard standing on the street!"

"Cease fire, Dixon, and save ammo. There are so many probes and horns that you can't finish them."

This time, even Lynch panicked and couldn't think of a way out of the predicament for a while, so he asked anxiously:

"Communication soldier, how long will it take?"

"I don't know...it's really troublesome this time,

The other party has implanted malware in the operating system, which I am not very good at, so I have to try to break it by removing the hardware jumper. "

Clutching the screwdriver and the pry board in her hand, Mary looked at the secret chips, capacitors and colorful wires in the wall, worrying.
Her forehead was beaded with sweat, and the shiny blond hair limply stuck to it, and the burning breath of Dixon and Lynch fell on her fair neck:
"Don't stare at me, both of you... stay away from me, I'm too nervous... It's useless to be anxious now, even if everything goes well, it will take at least 5 minutes."

"Don't panic, calm down and work slowly."

The horn sounded again:

"Your bones are tough, corporate fighters, unlike the two guys before, who would kneel down and beg for mercy when they met me, and give all your information,

These two cowards tried everything to save their lives, but I chopped off their heads anyway, ahahaha! "

"She's talking about Norris and Tannin...I already knew that these two guys are not good birds and betrayed us!"

"Altonia! You are a coward!" Lynch shouted, "Don't be complacent! I will find you out and avenge my team members!"

"Avenging two traitors? How ridiculous!
Captain Lynch, let's end our game of cat and mouse, men and women, are you ready to fight? Prepare to feel the blood, pain and despair! "

"This crazy woman... what is she going to do?"

"Hunting," Lynch raised his gun; "The hunter is going to let out the hounds, and we are the prey."

"Boom..." There was a gap in the high wall. Due to the extremely high processing precision, it was not obvious that it was empty before.

A square metal cabin the size of a container slowly protrudes inwards. This structure is similar to the principle of a drawer, in order to place large objects in it under fully enclosed conditions.

Lynch became nervous instantly: "There is something inside! Prepare to fight!"

"This vicious woman! Treats us like gladiators!"

Altonia's magnetic voice came out again from the loudspeaker:

"My lovely robot security guards! Wake up! Get to work!
Let's have a crazy glare sound party before this fucking place is destroyed by the Federation!Lights...music...on, let's get up!Ah ha ha ha ha! "

The RGB spotlights at the top of the hall switched to a nightclub-like neon light mode, and countless colored light spots wandered and rolled on the walls and floors.

The loudspeaker began to play a huge volume of death rhythm electronic music, dense drums, wild electric guitars, and dying black voices filled the entire space.

For Dixon, who is used to listening to country guitar ballads, this loud music is obviously completely unreasonable;
"My ears! What is this for? This guy is completely crazy... The reformers are a bunch of lunatics!"

With crazy lighting effects and music.Lynch couldn't help but imagine, as if he saw Altonia standing up in front of the monitor screen in the dark control room, shaking her hair in front of the microphone, dancing to the rhythm of electronic music, imagining like this, The fighting enthusiasm in my heart was also ignited:

(Crazy cyborg spy, and her robot security guard dog leg... Come on! Whatever the hell, fuck it! Give it to me...Go to hell!)
"Swoosh!" Accompanied by nightclub-like lighting effects and electronic sounds, three steel cables protruded from the drawer pod, and three shadows descended, "Boom!", and the three shadows hit the ground heavily at the same time.

Only then can I see clearly that these three objects are slender and tall, and their shape is a bit like an elongated cabinet air conditioner indoor unit.
The exterior is covered with a streamlined metal shell, and the excessive treatment of edges and corners has a sci-fi aesthetic. It is much thinner and lighter than the clumsy crawler robot before.

The same blue and white MacMillan livery, with the words "Security Guard" painted on the front.

Unlike the previous experimental model, none of the three models had the words "TEST" (test product) on them, and they were likely to be the first-generation finished products that the project team was going to submit to the head office.

Its model number is coded below the company emblem—

"Slender Man 01".

Lynch quickly remembered,

Slender Ghost is the name of a famous horror film, and it is the childhood shadow and nightmare memory of many people, including himself.

(End of this chapter)