death of hope

Chapter 64 "Winds of Fortune" (64) Frankenstein

The night was dark, the rain was still falling, and the road was empty, with occasional vehicles passing by.

This is a secret medical station transformed from a large abandoned cold storage.

The thick metal shutter door was securely locked with iron chains.

Militants wearing dark night camouflage trench coats and automatic rifles stand guard and patrol the yard, with the words RBT (Raccoon Business Trade Group) embroidered on the Velcro on their arms.

They are corporate fighters representing the interests of the great plutocrats, and they are the most elite armed forces of mankind except for the regular troops of the Terra Federation.

Inside the medical station,
Members of the "Hessian Family" who had been shot or hacked were lying on their sickbeds, screaming wildly, and some of them were silent.
The dead are pushed into cold storage like garbage, and useful organs are taken away to extract the last trace of value.

The people behind the screen are busy, a lively scene,

The white coat was soaked in blood, the doctor performed the amputation operation with a bone saw, and the nurses set up a scaffold to deliver artificial blood.

Everything seems cold and heartless. For them, there is no such thing as a pot to help the world, and no kindness of doctors. This is just a job to make money and support their families, nothing more.

A large pile of bloody stumps and broken arms were stuffed into the iron bucket, and mechanical prosthetic limbs waiting to be transplanted were piled up on the trolley next to it.

To save these gangsters will undoubtedly cost a lot of money, not because entrepreneurs are merciful, but because these desperadoes are alive and useful.

Up to a quarter of the population survived primary genetic modification surgery and prosthetic limbs.

These medical services are not free, they are all charged to the credit card, and the huge arrears of medical expenses will spur them to risk their lives to fight for the interests of the company.

The gigantic man sat alone in the corner smoking a cigar. Every time he exhaled a puff of smoke, his face became hideous, showing the degree of pain.

He looked terribly embarrassed,

The fashionable PU leather jacket was hacked to pieces by a samurai sword, and the well-tailored trousers were also full of bullet holes. Only the pointed-toed shoes remained shiny.

"Fuck! Cold Steel... this damn cyber warrior, when I recover, I'm sure I'll tear him apart!"

The giant man was cursing, and he took off the bandage to check the wound.

Muscle tissue is healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, all thanks to genetic modification, the average person is severely injured by this, and it is enough to die ten times.

This failure hit his arrogance hard. When he first walked out of the institute, he felt that he was invincible in the world. He didn't expect to be taught a lesson so soon.

That cyber warrior moved like a ghost, no matter how frantically he attacked, he couldn't touch it.

That red and black samurai sword was indestructible. If it wasn't for the alloy plate inlaid under his skin, and if his bones weren't reinforced with carbon fiber, he would have been cut into a plate of ham long ago.

fear--

Most people in this city are used to this feeling,
But for him, it was an unprecedented experience,
Even in the genetic modification surgery, no matter how intense the pain was, he was never afraid.

He is not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of death, but is full of fear of failure.

The communicator rang, and the disappointed expression of the director of the research institute appeared on the screen:

"Frankenstein, why didn't you execute the order as planned?"

"I underestimated the enemy, thinking that I could finish them off with just two hits."

"You've been reading books all day in the research institute, and it's all in vain. You don't understand the principle that a proud soldier must be defeated! How can the cyber warrior 'Cold Steel' that Sakura Co., Ltd. fully cultivated be weak!"

"Give me one more chance, and I'll clear my name and wring that cyber warrior's head off."

"Damn it! What do I want that samurai's stupid head for? Putting it on the bedside table as a lamp? The company wants a chip! The power master chip of the star battlecruiser! Understand?"

Listening to the roar in the communicator, Frankenstein took a breath of cigarettes, but did not make a sound,
Someone dares to blame himself like this, it's really boring, but now he has to submit to the company and the research institute, so he can only keep this anger in his heart.

"Why, wilted? Don't talk anymore?

The chairman is very disappointed with your reckless actions. Even I, the director of the research institute, was also punished. Don't even think about paid annual leave. Maybe I will be transferred and demoted.

Let me tell you, if I am demoted and the new director comes to replace me, your good days will be over!understand?He will not cherish you as his most proud work.

He will only drive you to work with a whip like a beast! "

Listening to the panting sound of "wheezing and wheezing" in the communicator, Frankenstein said softly:

"I'll take the blame, find the chip, and crush the guy who made fun of us."

"This attitude is not bad, let me tell you, the situation is changing rapidly, now we have a new opponent,

After investigation by the company's intelligence department, the use of chips to provoke a fight, and interference in the mayor's election, both of these incidents have the shadow of the York City Avengers. "

"York City... The Avengers?" Hearing the name, Frankenstein smiled contemptuously:
"What kind of fool would give such a fake, childish name to his organization."

"You have been in the institute for too long, you may not know something,

This is the largest masked vigilante organization in the city. These people wear strange clothes and masks to hide their real identities.

They play the roles of law enforcers and judges on the street, and they regard themselves as righteous knights, and they are quite important in the hearts of the citizens. If they are them, they may indeed interfere with the general election. "

"These masked vigilantes are really... What's in it for them to meddle in their business? Money or women?"

"They don't ask for anything in return."

"This bunch of idiots are just full of food."

"In any case, the company is now attaching great importance to this information. The chairman believes that this organization is a huge threat and must be dealt with severely. In terms of implementation, of course it is to catch the thief first...

By the way, Syndra the Ape, is this name familiar to you? "

"Familiar...Of course." Frankenstein put down his cigar, sat up straight and said, "Sindra the ape, that hairy gorilla, an atavistic mutant."

"That's right, before you, that guy was the only experimental subject who survived all the genetic modification operations. He had perfect talents, but unfortunately he ran away later.
Who would have imagined that he would become the leader of the masked vigilantes and our deadly enemy after he was successful outside. "

"If the target is him, I'd be happy to carry out the beheading mission."

"What, you were studying all the conflicts?"

"We haven't met a few times. I always hear scientists discussing him, saying that he is the most talented experimental subject in the institute. Of course, I am very unconvinced."

"So that's it... it's jealousy, very good, keep this emotion, and kill this rebellious atavistic ape-man.

Apart from him, all the members of the York City Avengers will also die, and Sakura Co., Ltd. is clenching it, so for the time being, the matter of the chip is put in the second place. These are the original words of the chairman. "

"Understood, I will lead the members of the Hesse family to complete the task."

"I heard that cyber samurai is very good at swordsmanship, is your body still able to hold on?"

"Hmph, this little injury is nothing to worry about, it has already healed."

"Good! As expected of my favorite work,

This is a shady black job. It is not convenient for corporate soldiers to do it yourself, but the company's intelligence department will assist you. In addition, you will be given as many weapons and equipment as you want. Don't let me down again! "

Turning off the communicator, Frankenstein stood up, moved his joints, and looked at the night view of the city on the TV screen:

"

Burn, York City,
to me,

all,

Turn to ashes! "

(End of this chapter)