Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

Compared to what happened with the Hidden Dragon Organization, Wu Mian was more afraid that his relationship with the Worker Bee Organization would be dug out.

Seeing that Zhou Fuguang's attention was diverted by the note in his hand, he also said: "You read that right, the Spiritual Religion is just a disguise, their true identity is an armed organization."

Zhou Fuguang looked at the information in the transcript and felt extremely unbelievable: "How dare you set up a base near Kyoto, with hundreds of personnel. What is the purpose of these guys? Are they going to attack the fucking presidential palace?"

"Zhang Xingxian is just a middleman. The only role he plays in this matter is that the Spiritual Cult received the goods from the Wolf King Society. However, during a delivery, he accidentally took off the blindfold and discovered the other party's

secret."

Wu Mian twirled the lighter in his hand: "The two of them have no basis for long-term cooperation, and Zhang Xingxian chose to cooperate because of his brother-in-law's reputation."

Zhou Fuguang put down the note, rubbed his temples with his fingers and asked, "What do you think about this?"

Wu Mian showed little interest in this matter: "The departments you and I are under are spy agencies, not battle orders. Since the other party can be identified as an armed organization, of course this matter should be handed over to the garrison."

"Are you kidding? Our police and military don't deal with it. Faced with such a big contribution, you actually want to give it away?"

Zhou Fuguang looked at Wu Mian with disdain: "In the entire Kyoto City police system, except for SOF (Special Operations Force), we are the only two departments equipped with military-grade equipment. No matter what your Ninth Division thinks, our Three Divisions will definitely

I’ll check it out!”

Wu Mian knew that Zhou Fuguang was a greedy person, and since he had been missing for so long, it was the time when he needed to establish his authority after his return, so naturally he could not submit to others: "This case was assigned by Zhao Heping, and he requested our nine departments

Joint investigation, since your three offices want to take action, our ninth office will naturally not sit back and watch."

"I suggest we do it tonight."

Zhou Fuguang looked at his watch, with a hint of worry in his eyes: "Zhang Xingxian's brother-in-law is the director of the Police Supervision Bureau directly under the Ministry of Security. He is in charge of departments like you and me that wander in the gray area. Get rid of it as soon as possible.

Only when the case is settled can we take this credit to block the thunderstorm, otherwise if the other party really blames the massacre outside Xianlefang, you and I will be like grasshoppers on a rope. As the commander of the operation, no one can escape!"

Wu Mian did not deny Zhou Fuguang's statement: "According to Zhang Xingxian's confession, there are suspected synthetic humans among this group of militants. If your three offices can handle such emergencies, it doesn't matter to our ninth office."

"What are there to be afraid of synthetic humans?" Zhou Fuguang stared at Wu Mian, his tone full of contempt: "If those garbage are really as scary as the rumors, then the people who control this society now will not be natural people! Although you and I are different, I

Please don’t forget that the existence of our three places has the same meaning as the nine places. To me, synthetics are just ants that can be crushed at will. Wu Mian, I am very curious, what should a lackey among synthetics like you do?

You’re not very proud of your identity, are you?”

Wu Mian was not irritated by Zhou Fuguang. Instead, he looked at him with a smile: "You are really lucky. With your character and bad mouth, if you were not working in the police system and happened to have a little power in your hands, I'm afraid.

He will die miserably."

"In the same way, if you didn't have the same identity as me, I really want to rip off your prosthetics with my own hands and smash your head!"

Zhou Fuguang spat, turned and walked out the door, shouting to his subordinates waiting outside: "The entire department has entered combat readiness, all members have canceled their vacations, all tasks have been suspended, and prepare for battle!"

…

After the Freedom War, a polarized situation emerged in the United Region, that is, cities were getting bigger and bigger, while there were fewer and fewer towns and villages.

This deformity is the inevitable result of highly developed industries. The mechanized assembly line operation of factories has made life in the city more and more convenient. Mechanical farming is also squeezing the living space of farmers.

The agricultural robots produced by the Gadong Group only require a team of five people to take care of thousands of acres of land, and they are tireless and far beyond the reach of humans.

In order to obtain survival materials, people can only gather in cities with richer resources. This also gives capitalists more cheap choices, making the city's population more and more. A large amount of benefits are transferred to the upper class, but the quality of life at the bottom is getting worse.

The worse it gets, we live in invisible involution every day.

Even if Kyoto is the capital of a country, it cannot avoid this situation. Except for the thirteen districts in the city, there are only a dozen or so settlements outside the city that have been built recently and are waiting to be developed into new districts. The rest of the places are large areas of desolation.

The headquarters of the Spiritual Religion Group is on a mountain top three hundred kilometers north of the city.

At two o'clock in the morning, Wu Mian stood on a tree on the top of the mountain, holding a telescope and looking far into the distance. He was surrounded by a large area of ​​primitive jungle, and the trees were often twenty or thirty meters high.

The headquarters of the Spiritual Religion Group is not very large. There are more than thirty tents arranged in a wind-sheltered circular valley, with bonfires flashing and armed men wearing casual clothes and bulletproof vests patrolling.

A few minutes later, Shen Jiahong returned to Wu Mian and handed him a belt and a shoe in his hand: "I went over and killed two sentries who were wandering around, and found these things on them."

Wu Mian took the belt and shoes, looked at the special styles and patterns, and frowned slightly: "It's not a domestic style, but the style is very similar to military supplies. These guys seem to be transnational mercenaries."

"I also think so. Although they wore civilian clothes as a cover-up, it is difficult to hide some details. Whether it is the queue or the reaction and gun-raising movements when encountering suspicious targets, they have obviously received military training.

"

Shen Jiahong knew that tonight was going to be a fierce battle. While talking to Wu Mian, he tore off his coat and uncovered the skin on his chest, revealing the dense, complex, metallic paint-coated delicate parts and mechanical organs inside his body. He put a bottle of

The joint oil was poured in: "As you said, we brought a large amount of hallucinogens, but the intelligence shows that there are synthetic humans in this base. It is still unknown whether the hallucinogenic effects will be effective on them."

Wu Mian looked at the time on his wristband: "There is still an hour before the time agreed with the three agencies for a joint attack. Let's go down and get a feel for the situation first, find out the details of the enemy, and then study how to formulate tactics."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jiahong waved his hand to call the two guards, and they followed Wu Mian down the mountain. As they put the mimic armor on their bodies, the four figures quickly merged with the dense forest and disappeared completely.