Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

"Lucy, Lucy, what did your mercenaries save? My brother's head is missing!"

On the TV news, only Zhuang Teng's name and appearance remain the same. His body posture is obviously that of another person, and his head must be installed on the execution puppet. The company used a lot of cosmetic implants on him to cover up the flaws of the inconsistent body and head, and was careful not to let any interviewer get too close to avoid seeing the problem. There are very few people in this world who would learn the skills of identifying identities through posture. The above operations are enough for the company to keep the secret.

"Showing him means that the company really has no other chips in hand." Zhuang Xuteng certainly wanted to save his brother, but he knew that the premise of saving people was that he had to stay alive. If he died, then his brother and Morgana, who was in a few frames before, would never be saved, and even if they died, no one could avenge them. Zhuang Xuteng forced himself to calm down and focus all his energy on one thought: "If I want to save my brother, I have to weaken the company's power. I must continue to act, constantly destroy, and constantly..."

Thinking about it, he couldn't help crying. Since you are crying, cry as hard as you can, and vent all your anxiety, pain, regret and sadness. Zhuang Xuteng cried until his eyes were red, and the disguise on his face was washed away by tears. He was temporarily exhausted from crying. However, this embarrassment and weakness are temporary, and the venting and relief in his heart are long-term. Zhuang Xuteng wiped his tears, packed up his equipment and makeup, took out and put on his invisible cloak, left his hiding place, and walked to the next location.

There are surveillance devices everywhere in the capital Constitution City, but Zhuang Xuteng wants to try if he can sneak in. Since the four major companies are unrepentant and are getting worse, he will not "repent", and will become more and more terrifying and extreme. Zhuang Xuteng believes that the headquarters of the four major companies in the capital Constitution City are good targets. Even if they do not kill people but only destroy facilities, the deterrence and influence generated by direct actions at the headquarters are much better than attacking factories in the suburbs.

The key is whether you can get into the city.

As a giant city with a population of 20 million, the capital Constitution City relies on a large number of trucks to transport various foods to survive. Its satellite city solved the problem of raw materials and preliminary rough processing. After standardization, various intermediate materials were transported into the city and sent to the finished product manufacturing link supported by a large population. Zhuang Xuteng chose a tank truck carrying artificial syrup, hid directly in the syrup tank, and used implants to maintain the internal circulation with the lowest energy consumption to survive the journey into the city.

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Before the vehicle arrived at the checkpoint, Zhuang Xuteng found something wrong. The sensory tentacles showed him the situation at the checkpoint ahead: every car had to stop for inspection, and the equipment used was the backpack-style, vacuum cleaner-sized thing used by the previous enhanced people. That thing can scan heat sources, shadow energy, and X-ray perspective inspection. The data generated will not only be displayed to the user, but also transmitted through the network. The sensory tentacles took a few glances and found that in order to pass the inspection, the "safety" judgment from the on-site inspector and the network end must be available at the same time, without any exceptions.

The container must be inspected for sealing strips, and any open cargo box or tank must be scanned internally. Such a huge workload should have paralyzed logistics and transportation, but with advanced equipment and an always-online brain network, it only caused a slight congestion, and the overall time cost was completely within an acceptable range.

The tank truck in front was opened, and Zhuang Xuteng immediately gave up the plan to sneak in, opened the top door of the tank from the inside, and slipped out in advance. He used the ghost servant to carefully remove the artificial syrup on his body, then left the vicinity of the highway and walked in another direction towards the capital Constitution City.

From morning to night, the city skyline is not far away, and the bright lights illuminate the reinforced concrete forest, and even replace the stars and moon in the sky to illuminate the soil under Zhuang Xuteng's feet. He mixed with a group of homeless people and temporarily hid under the abandoned old overpass, using sensory tentacles to search for weak points in the city's defense. The company has greatly strengthened reconnaissance and defense. The homeless people said that it was quite troublesome to enter the city recently. A group of armed execution puppets would search them one by one and mess up the shopping carts they used.

"Originally there were a lot of people here, so they wouldn't let you take up space. But now there are fewer people, and many people find it troublesome, so they stay in the city and hide. Look at the weather, it will rain heavily tonight, so find a dry and high place to lie down. Don't say I didn't take care of you, this news is priceless. You have... eh? Where are the people?"

The wanderer looked around and didn't find the person who just talked to him, but only found a five-euro note pressed by a stone on the ground.

According to the description of the "tent guest", the company is constantly checking everyone, and there is nothing wrong with this statement. Even beggars have to be searched and scanned, which shows how afraid the company's gang is of themselves. Zhuang Xuteng used the ruins of buildings, shadows and tents as cover and slowly approached the direction of the city. He not only saw the executive puppets and municipal personnel guarding the intersections, but also saw new barbed wire, sentries and camera lamp posts under construction everywhere.

The pressure on the shadow detection network also increased sharply on the edge of the city. Although it cannot directly discover Zhuang Xuteng, it also fully limits the shadow follower energy and related abilities that Zhuang Xuteng can use, and it is also very troublesome to deal with. Zhuang Xuteng stayed near a checkpoint for a long time, using his sensory tentacles to fully investigate the surroundings. He felt that there was no chance of sneaking in, but with surveillance everywhere in the city and the ability to follow shadows was suppressed, there was not much room for him to perform, and he might not be able to. Although the destructive effect is great, it has to bear huge risks, which is a bit outweighing the gains.

"Do you want to leave? Find a way to take the train to the Hundred Hands Intelligence Center to wreak havoc?"

He had just turned around and walked towards the outside of the city when a heavy rain fell from the sky without warning. The dense raindrops made it difficult to see anything ten meters away, and the city's neon lights became a blur. Those who were unable to dodge were soaked in an instant, and their cries were muffled by the roar of the heavy rain hitting the ground. In the blink of an eye, a car accident occurred on the highway: someone's vision was blurred, someone misjudged the braking distance, and several cars rear-ended each other.

Zhuang Xuteng immediately realized this was an opportunity. Torrential rain will render all visual surveillance equipment ineffective, as well as infrared, X-ray and gait detection. Perhaps only shadow energy detection will remain. Zhuang Xuteng released his perception, and he found that the shadow detection network was also scattered and penetrated by the heavy rain, and it had lost the feeling of being pressed from all directions.

If you don't seize this opportunity, you will definitely regret it.

It will be much easier to enter the city at this time. Zhuang Xuteng used his sensory tentacles to "see" things, and his sight distance was much better than that of puppets and enhanced people. He also used shadows to wrap himself up and lie on the ground to move close to the ground. He was very inconspicuous in the rising vapor and splashing water. Even if someone saw it, they would think it was an empty black bag washed by the current, or something similar.

Thanks to the heavy rain, which compressed the surveillance field of view and created an opening for Zhuang Xuteng to sneak into. After entering the city, he had to rush to the headquarters of the four major companies before the rain stopped, so he would definitely need transportation. When a motorcycle passed by, Zhuang Xuteng did something wrong and exerted lateral force on him with his vengeful tentacles, causing the rider to fall down. He stepped forward, looking like he was going to help, but actually knocked the man unconscious with a blow from his hand.

The rider was moved to a roof where he would not be touched by water, his helmet was taken off, and the motorcycle was requisitioned by Zhuang Xuteng. He put on his helmet and rode his bike at full speed. The rain hit him from all directions under the influence of the wind. The lights representing the city's prosperity were constantly thrown behind him, and there was only endless black rain in front of him.

The engine of the motorcycle roared, and the vibrating machinery panted and fought like a living creature. This gasoline engine was Zhuang Teng's invention. The creation of his brother's wisdom was carrying him through the rain. Thinking of this, Zhuang Xuteng felt dazed for a moment.

In a daze, he felt someone tap him lightly on the shoulder. Looking back, the rain curtain seemed to have formed the appearance of his brother. He almost couldn't hold back his emotions, but fortunately he had cried bitterly before to vent, and since he was currently performing the task assigned to him, there was always a tension in his mind, so he immediately woke up. The image of my brother in the rain curtain is just a temporary illusion and hallucination, absolutely not real.

"Concentrate!" Zhuang Xuteng warned himself, and then refocused his gaze straight ahead.

At this time, in the cabin of the advertising balloon five hundred meters above his head, a red signal light flashed and two beeps sounded. This cabin is not big, only half a basketball court in total, but it is filled with more than thirty pieces of various instruments, and four intelligence spies are connected to the Internet in recliners. In addition to the four lying down, the remaining eight people were standing or sitting. Some were staring at the complicated instrument screens, and some were connected to more than a dozen tubes to continuously maintain their status.

One of them read the report on the screen: "The hallucinogens discovered that Zhuang Teng's hallucinatory emotions were triggered, and they lasted for two seconds. The duration was a bit short, so it may not be Naike."

"Two seconds? It's probably him." The strong man connected to the tube raised his head. His whole body was replaced by implants and shadow slaves. These parts were highlighted by distinctive red and black tattoos. All that was left of him was his brain and the upper half of his skull, plus a still-beating heart that could be seen through the thick glass. He has brains and heart, and he clearly wants to retain his human essence. However, he also installed a spare brain and heart to help him control so many video slave devices. After hearing the report, he looked at the operator in front of the equipment with a red shadow through his enhanced eyes and said: "Locate, track, and prepare for combat."

The rocket at the rear of the airship cabin ignited, and the jet power carried the balloon through the rain curtain and tracked it above the giant building. The strong man with a full body transformation said: "According to intelligence analysis and predictions, Nike is likely to set the company headquarters as the next target of action. The heavy rain has provided him with great convenience to sneak into the city. He has been operating in the industrial park before, It’s possible in both location and time, and only a strong person like him can get rid of the emotional impact in just two seconds.”

"He is very strong. He completely killed four enhanced people with the ability to fly in just one encounter... Install a full combat suit on me." He said: "Once the battle starts, I will try to force him out of the city or hit him. Go to the subway system and issue evacuation instructions according to the situation.”

"Lord Baden-Powell, call Anzu?"

"Call him, but tell him not to interfere with my battle. When that guy came to me, my equipment kept sounding the alarm, which was too much interference. And it was hard for him to get close to me when I started fighting - does his invincibility mean that he can't be killed?"

"I will make this clear in the notice." The deputy added: "This time, we will use our own people for support work, so that we can cooperate more skillfully, okay?"

"That's right. This scarecrow Nike is a trouble caused by Dingxin Magic Creation, and it's just right for our Scarlet Group to solve it. Anzu has been rampant for a long time, and it's not bad to take over this matter to make him quiet for a while." Badenburg tilted his head and looked at the intelligence officer in the four recliners. "Has passive reconnaissance found his location?"

"The suspect's means of transportation is a motorcycle, which is very fast. In this weather, he has strong control, and he is heading towards our headquarters building, which is twelve blocks away."

"That's him. I'm going out." Badenburg nodded, and the pipes behind him were immediately disconnected. More than ten mechanical arms installed more shadow slaves along the empty interfaces, and then put on a black combat exoskeleton. In this way, Badenburg's height has exceeded three meters. He can't stand up in the cabin and can only fall down with the help of the bomb drop port.

This is originally a long-stay reconnaissance and bombing integrated airship.

Those who don't need to go down quickly leave the yellow line frame area on the ground, and then the floor opens down to the left and right, and Badenburg falls straight down. Behind him, four auxiliary personnel also jumped down. They used light-equipped powered parachutes to descend quickly, and they will assist Badenburg in building positions and providing long-range firepower support on the periphery.

Just when the airship opened the door, Badenburg's strong shadow energy reaction was felt by Zhuang Xuteng. He immediately moved his sensory tentacles over, and in an instant he realized that he had been discovered. The advertising balloon in the sky has stealth, camouflage, and detection and blocking functions. It doesn't even use wireless networks. All data signals are transmitted through towed cables, which also have shielding functions. He thought it was just a mooring rope before.

The capital Constitution City is too big, and there are too many things. He is in a hurry to get on the road, so it is impossible for him to touch everything. This advertising balloon was swept by him. Zhuang Xuteng now saw the boat of people coming to catch him, and the big guy swooping down from the sky.

"What unknown technology did you use to find me? And Badenburg, I've seen you so many times in TV commercials, and now I can finally see you in person." Zhuang Xuteng looked at Badenburg's posture and knew that he only knew his approximate location, and there was still a delay. In any case, after three seconds, there will be no buildings blocking the two of them - the sensory tentacles can turn, but Badenburg's vision can't - by that time it will definitely be a high-speed, high-explosive implant chase.

So Zhuang Xuteng kicked the car away, started the high-speed and high-explosive drive, and shot himself into the rain with a bang.