The First Order

In the 108 barriers, the pedestrians on the street are coming and going. There is no such thing as a bustling scene. Instead, everything shows a scene of depression.

Some noodle restaurants on the street have been fighting early, and many people in the jewelry store lined up to buy gold bars, but the price of gold in the barriers rose.

There are often military vehicles galloping on the road, as if the atmosphere of the war is not strong enough.

The curfew has already begun to be imposed in the barriers. After 10 pm, the pedestrians on the street are all locked into the Order Division, and even if they find someone to get through, they will not do it.

In the past, the barriers all liked the "human relationship". When you make a small incident, you can find an acquaintance and say hello. It will be fine.

But now it’s not the same. It’s hard to come out of the people who have entered the Order Division until the end of the war.

The "relationship" thing suddenly failed.

With no curfew, a thin girl with a cap came to the front of a hardware store. The girl's hair was not long, only between the chin and the shoulder. The slender and beautiful neck was faintly visible between the hairs. The clothes are fitted sportswear. When you raise your arms, the sportswear at the waist can also outline the slim waistline.

She tapped six times on the rolling door and it took another two seconds before she knocked again.

The shutter door was lifted up halfway, and the girl stooped into the store.

The boss in the shop had thin hair and he smiled and said, "Are you from the north?"

“Well,” the girl said with a voice: “Reporting the situation.”

"There is nothing special about it. It is said that the Shenji Camp had an accident on the side of Qingshi. It was a mysterious sniper on the way back..."

When the boss did not finish talking, she was interrupted by the girl: "Change, I know this."

The boss was surprised and didn't ask much: "There is a private squad that smashed the Qing's special operations battalion in the first line of the beach in the beach. This is quite a sensation. After all, the combat power of the private troops is clear, who can I think they can win the special operations camp of Qingshi? Nothing else is there. Li’s defense map has not been obtained. If I get it, I will send it in time.”

Half of the girl’s cheeks were hidden under the shadow of the cap. She suddenly said: “There is no need to tell me about the arrangement of the map. I am not involved in this war. Now I need you to help me find a boy named Ren Xiaosu.”

"Okay, I remember," the boss whispered. "Do you have any clues?"

The girl thought for a while: "Where is the exception, go where to find it."

“Exception?” the boss said: “It seems that there is nothing unusual recently.”

"No," the girl seemed to think of something like: "Give me the list of combatants of that private unit."

The boss stunned, the other girl is suspected that the boy named Ren Xiaosu is in this private army? Is it because the private troops can win the special operations camp?

Who is that boy, is this girl so attached and highly regarded?

At this time, in the Li 613 Institute, a middle-aged man in a white coat walked out of the lab and said: "Get a sample and come in."

The beautiful secretary immediately called the sample storage room after hearing this, and the sample room manager checked the time the sample was sent. He counted a hundred bottles of nano-robot samples and sent them over.

One of the bottles also has a note label attached to it: After testing by a person with a synchronous coordination rate of 0, the nanobot has an abnormality.

On the other hand, in the nano-robot recycling factory, several operators face the bodies of several nano-warriors, ready to recycle the nano-robots in these bodies, and then unlock and brush these nano-robots.

The huge robotic arm was manipulated and hung over the corpse. The staff faced the bodies all day long and had been numb.

Outsiders may not know what experiment Li has carried out, but the staff will perform the same recycling operations on a large number of bodies every day. They don't care how these bodies are produced, where they come from, and where they go.

What they are concerned about is whether the bodies returned tonight will be too much, affecting their time off work.

Of course, the work they do involves top secrets, and they can only return to closed dorms when they get off work, and the entire prepared soldiers look after them.

But this is also better than facing the body. At least there is free beer to drink, you can also look at the videotape, life is not particularly boring.

At this moment, the arm of the robot slammed down vertically toward the corpse lying on the stainless steel bed, and a needle-like catheter was inserted into the skin at the front end of the arm.

The operator pressed the button on the console, but the next moment he stopped: "How is there no recycling?"

A colleague next to him calmly said: "There may be a problem, try again."

"Okay," said the staff on the console, trying to retrieve the job again, but still did not respond: "Do you use manual operation? The team leader is authorized, I need manual operation permission."

A middle-aged man came over and entered a string of passwords on the console. He replied: "Try the c2 remote online program."

The robotic arm still has no movements. The middle-aged man frowned. "Is it still not working? Can you only try the c1 remote online program? But I don't have c1 permission. I need to apply to the presidium."

But the operator suddenly stopped: "The leader, use nothing, the nano-robot in his body... is gone!"

......

The transport truck rumbling to the north on the mountain road, Li Qingzheng was sitting in the driving position with a sigh of relief. "Is it still awesome, how can you turn into a major of Li's regular army? The future is infinite." You don't know, the status of Lee's regular army and private troops is a world apart!"

Ren Xiaosu is black-faced next to him: "Don’t talk nonsense, you let me have a car..."

"That can't be done. There are soldiers sitting behind, and there is a cliff next to them." Li Qingzheng decisively refused his battalion commander. He was really afraid of an accident. He was allowed to work on the road. He was really afraid on this mountain road. Let Ren Xiaosu touch the steering wheel, even if Xiao Xiaosheng won the battalion commander.

Dog life is tight!

At this time, the private troops had already changed their guns. After the battle, the number dropped to 511. But now everyone is equipped with automatic rifles, and the bullets are very abundant. Even the heavy machine guns are four.

Although this equipment is still not comparable to Li's regular army, even the rpg rockets are not given one, but it is already much stronger than other private units.

Li Qingzheng touched the steering wheel and said: "Until today, I finally feel a little bit like a soldier! I think it is like a dream, I did not expect that we can fully hang Qing's special operations camp!"