Great Power Technology

"The only witness was killed, and the adjacent dimension invaded key information or was buried!"

"A shocking murder broke out in Iowa, and official organizations may be involved."

"Hell has come to earth, the remains of 17 victims have been found at the Iowa fire site."

"Gasoline burning! What are they trying to cover up?"

Just one day after the Hermes organization's raid ended, overwhelming news reports hit, pointing directly at the unscrupulous Hermes organization.

Conn has ordered all resources to be used to limit the continued fermentation of public opinion, but it is obvious that this time, the direction of development of things is beyond all of their control.

However, just when he was anxious about this, one person looked at the news with satisfaction, with a smile on his face that said he was "under control".

His name is McKinsey, or rather, "Columbus."

And he is the leader of the Ark organization.

"Okay, everyone, the public opinion has been created. Next, we must completely cut off from Hermes, sever our relationship with them, and let Ark become independent and do what we should do."

McKinsey put down the report in his hand and said in a brisk tone.

Yes, all of this is indeed developing as he expected. It was he who directed the Ark organization to contact Els. It was also he who deliberately created the illusion of tight defense. Knowing that Hermes might adopt extreme strategies, he refused. It was he who asked the relevant personnel to evacuate from the building and used the lives of those people to endorse the news he was about to announce.

All this was part of his plan. Bruce Conn thought that what he was going to solve was a major trouble, but he never thought that the process of solving this trouble would be the real trouble.

What McKinsey dropped was a bait, a bait to induce the Hermetic organization to use their own bad, but in some aspects extremely credible reputation to justify the Ark.

To allow such a notorious organization to launch such a large-scale operation, even at the expense of more than a dozen completely innocent security personnel, anyone who sees this fact has to doubt the seriousness involved. conspiracy.

But does such a conspiracy really exist?

Does the so-called "truth" that Hermes wants to conceal really exist?

Of course it doesn't exist.

——

In other words, even if it exists, it is just fabricated by McKinsey.

This time, Hermes was completely passive, and Bruce Conn paid the price for his always unscrupulous and reckless strategies.

Looking at McKinsey who was full of confidence, others had worried looks on their faces.

Unlike McKinsey, they are not born optimists. They see more potential crises than current major achievements.

The reason is simple. Such an action is a complete declaration of war - Hermes' revenge may come at any time. They have suffered setbacks in public opinion and reputation, but they have not suffered any loss in strength.

"I think we should evacuate as soon as possible. Bruce Conn's execution team will find us here soon. Their information integration and analysis capabilities far exceed our imagination."

"If things go by normal circumstances, they should already have a list of all of us, including our historical itinerary information."

"If they go further, they are likely to open a breakthrough from those peripheral members and gain our current position."

"It's no longer safe here. We have to leave quickly."

The man's voice was a little anxious. The people in this room represented the highest level of the Ark organization. If something happened, it would be a major blow to the Ark organization.

But McKinsey remained calm and composed. He lighted a cigar leisurely and replied:

"Don't be so anxious, the good show has just begun."

"I know we need to release further information, but that step doesn't need to be done here! Mr. Columbus, we really should go."

McKinsey shook his head and replied:

"No, Galileo, you don't really understand what we're trying to do."

"But you'll understand soon enough."

"Our guest hasn't arrived yet, how can we evacuate now? We must see him before we can continue our operations."

As he spoke, McKinsey took out a cigar again, and then said to the man:

"Would you like one? This is an authentic Cosiba cigar. I watched it rolled on the girl's thigh."

The man codenamed Galileo reluctantly took the cigar, bit off the end of the cigar, roughly bit the cigar and lit the other end with a blowtorch.

In order to make the cigar burn as quickly as possible, he took a few sharp breaths, and the strong smoke rushed into his lungs. The strong burning sensation made him miserable, but at the same time, it also calmed him down from extremely unstable mood swings. down.

He regained his former calmness - after seeing the report of the fire with his own eyes, he developed uncontrollable fear of the methods of the man named Bruce Conn.

How cold-blooded a person must be to formulate such a strategy?

Helicopters were used to hoist gasoline, and up to 4 tons of gasoline were dumped onto the two-story building, regardless of the risk that the gasoline might be ignited by sparks and the high temperature of the engine at any time in the air.

Everyone in the building did not have time to evacuate, even a few people in the underground safe house, and eventually died of suffocation.

What is even more chilling is that there is evidence that the Hermes execution team watched the entire process of the fire from start to finish. They were always looking for opportunities to rush into the fire to replenish their guns before the officials to avoid missing out. Any living person.

Although the official's quick response prevented further action, it was too late - no one in the fire scene survived, and no more shots were needed.

After taking another deep breath of the cigar, he spoke in a steady voice:

"Even if we don't leave now, our security measures should be upgraded - the security measures we have here now are not as good as that building."

"If Conn wants to attack us, we have no ability to resist."

"Why should we resist?"

McKenzie asked calmly.

"Not resisting?"

Galileo was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what the other party meant.

Just when he was about to continue speaking, several short but intensive gunshots suddenly came from outside the house. His hair stood up instantly. He had served in the army for many years and immediately recognized that it was the sound of an M24 light sniper rifle. .

This rifle cannot be fired continuously.

That means that multiple snipers fired at almost the same time.

Then, he heard the security personnel's exclamations from the earphones, and then, the sound of intensive automatic rifle fire.

He pulled out the pistol from his waist, but McKenzie stopped him.

"No feedback, Galileo."

"This is the guest we are waiting for - you are still taking chances now, are you?"

"How could Conn let us go? How could he not find us?"

"Now, go and open the door. If I guess correctly, he should come over in person."

As soon as McKenzie finished speaking, the door to the room was kicked open, violent fire broke out, and several people in the room who were not prepared to resist fell down in an instant.

Then, a stern face appeared in front of Galileo.

His eyes swept across the room, then landed on McKenzie's face.

"I've found you, McKenzie—or Mr. Columbus?"

McKenzie smiled, stood up and extended his hand to Conn.

"No, I'm waiting for you, Conn."