Bionic Era

"Lu Wen, where did you get the news?"

"A00."

"Androids can't be trusted."

"I'm a bionic too."

Lu Wen said this sentence many times.

Most of the people around him would ignore his identity as a bionic person, so he had to remind him again and again.

...

For Mou City.

This is the day the whole city is on alert.

After a night of rioting, many residents returned home.

They have received orders from Parliament.

"Our army has entered the city, and soldiers have begun to patrol the city roads. Please trust the parliament, our strength is strong enough to protect every citizen."

"A large number of bionics are missing. Residents, please stay at home and don't go out."

"If you have questions……"

The arrangement of the parliament made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

The killing last night was like a nightmare from hell, no one wanted to experience it a second time.

But there are also people who have doubts.

Where have all the bionics in Mowu City gone?

If they all went to no man's land, then a huge number should be captured.

There is only one possibility for such a silent disappearance...

They are still there.

Maybe in the shadows on a street corner, under a manhole cover, in the ventilation duct of a mall...

Horror movies have a very important factor.

The invisible is often the scariest.

Having a physical ghost will make the audience gradually adapt. After all, the audience cannot experience the feeling of being there, but the invisible fear, such as the creaking attic, the slowly opening door, and the curtains that move without wind...

These things can arouse ghosts in the hearts of the audience.

"Don't go out, maybe those bloodthirsty bionics are waiting for us at the door."

"I hope our army can clean up those things soon. I will never order androids again."

"..."

Such exchanges occur in thousands of households.

Parliamentary propaganda and the fear of androids disappearing.

Successfully kept the residents of Mowu City at home.

The same situation also appeared in Central City, Baker City, West City...

All over the world, such measures have been taken in unison.

The current situation is more serious than the zombie outbreak. Most of the zombies are slow and stupid, but bionics have always been synonymous with agility and high IQ. Advanced machinery is designed so that they can better protect humans.

A thin man stood in front of his bedroom window.

His house is on the second floor, facing the street.

You can clearly see the dilapidated streets outside. There are still traces of dried blood and burning on the streets, which are dilapidated.

The shops along the street have also been closed or destroyed by external forces.

Soldiers on patrol are passing by alternately.

"I really hope that those damn bionics will be wiped out completely."

The skinny man was part of an extreme anti-android faction.

He has contributed to several large-scale demonstrations before.

"These machines are rubbish, broken copper and iron... Don't hide them, come out, come out and fight those soldiers, the more you die, the better..."

He kept talking.

Hopefully those hidden androids will show up immediately and engage the patrolling soldiers.

As for the casualties of the soldiers, he didn't care, since it wasn't him who died anyway.

"Slightly... slightly..."

A strange sound suddenly sounded.

It seemed that the pale bones were shaking, and it seemed that the dilapidated old planks were howling.

Appears every few seconds.

The skinny man quickly realized that the voice was coming from behind him.

He turned around.

The voice became clearer.

"The living room?"

He has bad ears and had a problem with an explosion in his early years.

After walking out of the bedroom, he checked around the living room first.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

The house was empty.

He seemed to be the only living creature.

There are no rats under the sofa, and the wooden old TV cabinet carrying the old TV has no sound. Many old objects in the living room are normal.

Then he checked the kitchen, study, bathroom and other bedrooms one by one.

Everything is normal.

It was as if the voice was coming from out of sight.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhh..."

That voice still echoed in my ears.

It sounds a bit uncomfortable.

Although it was very quiet, it was like a small hammer hammering down on the head.

"Could it be the bedroom I was in before?"

The skinny man turned his gaze to the bedroom where he had been before.

That was the last place he hadn't checked yet.

It is also the most easily overlooked.

"Should be a mouse eating something, damn mouse, don't let me catch you."

He walked quickly into his bedroom.

First, I took a habitual look at the window, and the soldiers outside were still patrolling.

Then he got down on his stomach and looked under the bed.

It was a mess under the bed.

Lots of clutter.

Stacks of yellowed waste newspapers, useless kitchen utensils, a few pairs of tattered slippers, tattered clothes...

Cobwebs and thick dust cover the debris.

The skinny man had already bent over as much as possible, and his whole brain was almost stuffed under the bed.

But still can't see clearly.

So he got up, shook his sore neck, and was about to turn on the flashlight of his phone.

But he suddenly froze.

It is a cabinet.

There is a bed between him and the wardrobe.

At this time, the door of the closet was opening bit by bit.

The black gap is like a devouring abyss, with an inexplicable and terrifying meaning.

"Slightly... slightly..."

The skinny man suddenly understood something.

The huge number of bionics who disappeared suddenly... probably many of them are hiding in the residents' homes.

The gap in the closet gradually widened.

he saw...

A pair of bloody eyes, a bloody butcher knife, and deformed and twisted limbs crawling outward.

...

Mowu City in July is quite hot.

Heavy clouds turned the heat into a sweltering heat.

Every soldier was wearing heavy body armor and all kinds of equipment on his body were also quite heavy. Everyone was very nervous and sweating profusely.

In this kind of weather, when I go back to take a bath and change clothes at night, I can clearly see the white salt stains on the inner clothes.

"When will the guard change?"

"There is still half an hour, just bear with it."

"The weather is really too hot, and I don't know where those bionics are hiding. It's not an option to keep patrolling like this."

The soldiers communicated as they walked.

Their eyes visited every corner of the city.

"The Ninth District has had five firefights with the bionics today. Those bionics are weak in combat, just don't be attacked by them."

"You can't be intimidated by the appearance of some androids yet."

"We have all undergone rigorous training. How could we be frightened by those machines? I would say that those executive bureaus are too cowardly, and even specifically ordered the appearance of the bionics."

"Many people in the executive bureau are retired veterans, don't underestimate..."

"boom--!"

Before the soldier could speak, he heard a loud bang above his head.

That was the sound of glass breaking.

"Get out of the way and take cover!"

The enemy is unknown.

The captain of this team didn't look up, but immediately told everyone to avoid it.

Even just looking up can waste a lot of time.

In such an emergency, time is precious.

"Patter..."

A dead body fell on the potholed street along with glass shards.

It was a rather miserable corpse.

From the outside, it can be seen that he is a thin man.

Both of his eyeballs were gone, leaving only two hollow bloody eye sockets, and his whole body was covered with stab wounds.

The horror and pain on his face had already been fixed.

It was as if he had seen something horrific before he was alive, and there was hardly any intact skin on his body.

At this time, the patrol team was far away, standing behind a scrapped private car.

They saw the face of the enemy clearly.

"Then... is that a bionic person?"

In their impression, bionics should be exactly like human beings.

So when they first received the order in the morning, many people were quite excited. It was a kind of excitement that could kill people.

When training in the army on weekdays, bionics are occasionally used.

But because it is a one-time consumable, except for large-scale military exercises, they can rarely really experience the joy of shooting and killing bionics that are exactly like humans.

So many people went to the executive bureau after retiring, just to experience this kind of fun.

"Keep calm, that's the bionic man." The team leader said.

Right there in that broken second-floor window.

A bloody creature crawled out.

His head turned at a strange angle, the corners of his mouth were torn apart, as if he was laughing, his limbs were twisted and deformed, and he firmly grasped the wall on the second floor.

It's not like an android, it's just a humanoid monster crawling out of a bloody horror movie.

"Incoordination, the distortion and incoordination of human limbs, as well as the flowing human blood and stench, will make you feel instinctive fear."

The team leader was calm and analyzed carefully.

"He has the appearance of a human being, but ordinary people stand on two feet, while he crawls on all fours, and his head rotates 180 degrees. There are still many weird things like this. Just don't be afraid, just treat him as An animal."

The captain found that the bionic man did not have a long-range weapon in his hand.

So he stood at the front of the line.

After all, he glanced at the few immature faces in his team.

"Who of you wants to shoot?"

"This monster...is one shot enough?"

"Enough is enough." The captain is very sure, "The weakness of the bionics is obvious. I have told you countless times. They were also used as imaginary enemies during the military exercises. Now is the time for you to take action."

"Then... let me try."

A young man spoke, looking like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

The captain nodded.

But I was thinking in my heart that I should suggest adding some horror elements to the recruit training program in the future.

Those veterans who survived eighty years ago once said that they were afraid of going to the battlefield at the beginning. Those who were not afraid were deceptive, but then they gradually got used to it. They have seen too many teammates being shot beside them. Headshot, after the head explodes like a watermelon...it will be much calmer.

Their words have been passed down from generation to generation.

The city had not faced war in eighty years.

Now this batch of recruits.

Not only to overcome the fear of going to war, but also to overcome the fear of unknown creatures.