Right on Target

Xie Zhenshu said: "Everything."

He wasn't pretending to be cool on purpose, but was repeating the words from the last plot to test the cat's memory.

As a result, the other side fell silent. Five seconds later, 7-006 said, "Mr. Yi, what can you do?"

He took "everything" as the code name for Xie Zhenshu.

To make a long story short, Xie Zhenshu used the identity introduction from last time, but made some slight changes at the end: "The task will last for several months, and we will cooperate for a long time. Can we meet?"

He wanted to know the specific location of Su Heting on the training ground, maybe the cat could reveal it to him inadvertently. The light track area is set to be the home of the Black Panther. Xie Zhenshu’s proposal is in line with the mission plot, but he heard from the window system that unless the mission is mandatory, 7-006 rarely shows up offline, so the chief cheated , He copied Su Heting's lines from last time.

However, Su Heting didn't take the bait, and the cat was hard to catch. He said lazily, "It's too unfortunate that I'm not at home, so we can't see each other. But, if you need something, you can send me a message. It's my bedtime during the day."

Xie Zhenshu said, "I don't have a communicator."

There is only a telephone in the apartment of the prison, and there is no communicator. This is also one of the methods of controlling the monitors in the 14th district.

Su Heting was not surprised by this answer. The communicator is easy to be hacked, and he often does this. Therefore, 70% of the members of the Black Panther do not have a fixed number. When they are performing missions in dangerous places, they often use other methods to communicate. each other.

The cat said: "Then you can call me at night, remember that it is after dark, that is my working time."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Okay, nine o'clock sharp tonight."

Su Heting flicked the hand holding the coke can, and said, "Wait a minute, aren't we talking on the phone now? You can talk about anything now, and tonight I—"

After Xie Zhenshu hung up, he put down the phone decisively, left the phone booth, and returned to the prison. Today's plot was fairly normal, and when he got off work, it was almost dark. The chief didn't leave, he stood outside the hall, waiting for the rain.

As soon as the sun disappeared, it really began to rain. The door of the hall was open, and staff came and went. At eight o'clock sharp, the clown appeared.

Unlike the previous few times, this time the clown is not only wearing a tuxedo, but also holding a cane. He smiled and stood on the roof of the sentry room, holding a fancy umbrella, and said to Xie Zhenshu through the rain curtain: "Oh, you are really, you have to fight with me here to the death before you give up? Even if you can afford it, you can't afford 7-006."

They failed in the last negotiation and are already enemies. Clowns are used to stepping on people's sore spots. Ever since they knew that Xie Zhenshu was looking for 7-006, he wished to bring Su Heting with him every word, so that Xie Zhenshu would regret it.

Xie Zhenshu said, "Do you believe in Apollo?"

The clown said: "This has nothing to do with you, don't worry about the important people, just care about yourself. Look, the Guangtong District has collapsed in half. If this continues, your identity will be erased when the plot ends this time." Yo."

The darkness of the collapse of the 14th district is approaching the prison. Xie Zhenshu doesn't know what will happen after the complete collapse here, but he guesses that the situation must be very bad, and the clown really knows the situation of the 14th district very well as he expected.

Halfway through the rain, it turned into fog, the road in the distance disappeared, and the buildings seemed to be falling down. Many pedestrians walked to the dark side and never came back.

The clown raised his crutches and tapped on the roof under his feet. He was still smiling, his face like a mask, and he said: "You are like a mouse that sneaked in, and you don't know anything about our world. Of course, you are a hillbilly from the southern front. It is too much for people like you to understand the world." Difficult."

Xie Zhenshu will not be irritated by the sarcasm, he just wants to get other clues from the clown's lines, and the clown obviously knows more than 7-004. Therefore, the officer said: "It makes sense, but you are an audience just like me, and you can only disturb the plot with the phone, and you can't change the ending."

The ending of the plot here is Yan Junxun’s death. No matter whether it is 7-001 or the clown, this matter cannot be changed. With the intensification of the collapse of the 14th district, the fusion that everyone expected has not appeared, and there is not even a sign. .

Seriously speaking, if 7-001 hadn't seen the test subject with his own eyes, he would have doubted the real purpose of the experiment in Area 14. The most abnormal thing about this experiment is that it wants to stimulate Yan Jun to seek evolution, but it adopts such a radical method. You must know that the death cycle will also gradually weaken the experimental subject, and as far as Xie Zhenshu knows, No. 98342 is already the last living experimental subject in reality, but Artemis is still using this hunting plot, as if he doesn't care The life and death of the experimental subject.

The clown shrieked, "We're not the same!"

He seemed to be afraid of the word "same", so he became anxious on the roof, stepped on the soles of his shoes and said, "Don't give yourself money, we are different! I have more influence on this world than you , and you? You know what? I've seen it built and perfected, redneck, how can you say you're like me? When Artemis hasn't—"

The raindrops shook the clown's umbrella, he suddenly dropped the umbrella, jumped in the rain, pointed at the pillow book and cursed: "You can't get information from me! Damn it!"

Xie Zhenshu is very used to the fact that clowns often go crazy. When he saw the clown splashing in the rain again, he didn't even change his eyes. The hall behind him was empty, and half the time on the clock had passed.

The clown is a very emotional guy, Xie Zhenshu stared at him, saw him hugging his head and wrinkling his face, making all kinds of fools, but he gradually had a weird intuition in his heart: despite the identity setting of District 14, the clown’s behavior was too similar "Joker" too.

This is not the case with 7-004. In other words, 7-004 is still like a person, and his emotional changes can be traced, but the clown is not, and the clown is completely out of control.

The clown didn't realize it, hugged his head and scolded, the paint on his face was all smeared. He suddenly whimpered and cried: "This is punishment, I'm really going crazy... When will I be free? Ah, **** it, Yan Junxun die quickly! I want a chip!"

His hand slid down slowly, scratched himself into a painted face, and looked at Xie Zhenshu with gloomy eyes. After a while, he said, "You're wrong, I can change the ending. Can't you think of it? Me, I can already show up and participate in the plot."

-so.

Xie Zhenshu wanted the clown's words. In the last cycle, the clown interfered with the plot through the phone, so he was particularly concerned about whether the clown's ability was the same as his, or would it gradually strengthen with the collapse of the 14th district .

The surrounding walls lengthened, and the clown's eerie abilities reappeared. He giggled, waving his crutches like a baton, and said: "I almost forgot, Artemis has been canceled, and now Apollo is the only ruler here! This **** experiment is coming to an end soon." , The rainy night is just the last fig leaf. You love clichés, don’t you? Then let me tell you the truth!"

Raindrops splashed, and the courtyard wall of the prison began to fall inward. Xie Zhenshu stepped into the rain and knocked open the door. But the road has collapsed, and he has only one way to go. The darkness of the virtual world is slowly approaching, like a mouth that devours everything.

The clown jumped on the collapsed wall, chasing Xie Zhenshu, and shouted: "Did you know that 7-006 is the anchor of this world, he was tricked by Artemis himself, haha! A living touchstone. "

The buildings on both sides of the street twisted wantonly, they were obtrusive and slanted like rocks, and fell towards Xie Zhenshu one by one. The ground was uneven, black and white even spread to the clown's body, and the collapse tonight was especially violent.

The clown said: "Artemis reset him and reset him, and he had to wander around the rainy night, crazy like me. You had a chance to save him, but you didn't, so be it, let him be with District 14 Rot together."

Xie Zhenshu escaped the collapse, traveled through the black and white world, found the telephone booth during the day, and dialed the number with a loud bang.

The clown didn't dare to get close, so he stood in the distance and yelled: "Anyone who doesn't listen to my advice will end badly! It's a waste of effort, there is no plot, and he will never answer the phone—"

The phone went through.

Su Heting said: "Mr. Yi, you are quite punctual."

The clown's screaming was interrupted by the call, and he took off his top hat in a daze, showing an expression of disbelief, as if the call made him unable to figure it out. After a while, he murmured in a low voice: "No, it shouldn't be, how could this be..."

Xie Zhenshu said: "I have something to tell you."

Su Heting said, "Oh, a mission? Tell me."

Xie Zhenshu smashed the glass of the phone booth with his elbow, creating the sound of fighting. Then, he took the remote microphone and said, "Someone is chasing me, can you wait for me for a few minutes?"

Su Heting was full of energy at night and more patient than during the day. Hearing this, he gave a "hmm", opened Lianliankan, and said absently, "Just a few minutes, I... hello?"

The microphone hung in the air, Xie Zhenshu's figure disappeared from District 14, he suddenly opened his eyes and returned to reality. But he didn't get up, but closed his eyes again and went back.

The officer is doing a test. If the clown's ability will become stronger with the collapse of the 14th district, the conditions imposed on him may also become weaker.

-Ding!

Xie Zhenshu opened his eyes from District 14, and the clown had disappeared. He was still in the phone booth, so he picked up the phone with that little luck.

Su Heting was playing a game, and the sound effects of Lianliankan were very clear. At this moment, Xie Zhenshu was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The phone was on, he guessed right.

Su Heting said: "You will fight for a long time."

Xie Zhenshu glanced at the place where the clown disappeared, and said, "I'm not a professional."

Su Heting said: "I saw no one near you. It's strange. You are the only person in charge of this task in Guangtong District?"

This time it was Xie Zhenshu's turn to be stunned, and asked, "Can you see me?"

Su Heting tapped the screen quickly, and said: "I can see that you are not normal...Of course, I didn't check the cameras near you, I just checked your location."

When he said this, he just passed the level, and touched the tip of his nose amidst the sound of "Okay" game special effects. Then, he smiled, with some calmness in his voice.

"Your location just disappeared from my sight. Is this using a new hiding technique, or is it magic?"

The time for Xie Zhenshu to disappear is very short in reality, but it is very long in District 14. He just forgot about it when he was doing the test. In an instant, the officer's thoughts changed, and he said, "Neither of them."

This made the cat even more strange. He bit open the snack packaging bag, but instead of continuing to ask, he changed the topic and said, "Then what do you want to tell me? It's been a mystery for a day, so tell me quickly."

Xie Zhenshu said: "A group of people are interfering with the mission. Do you know who they are? I want their information."

He wanted to induce Su Heting to name the clown, but Su Heting said: "I have to check, the recent monitoring did not find anything unusual."

Nothing unusual?

It seems that the clown has not participated in the plot this time.

Seeing that the collapse had reached not far from the phone booth, Xie Zhenshu said quickly: "These people are besieging me, I will disappear for a while, if I don't contact you again, please call a fast food restaurant called Raven Boob shop, there is a friend named Pink Ghost Cat, he will deliver the news for me.”

He neither said the contact information of the fast food, nor explained the strange behavior tonight, but he said a few words that did not match the identity of the inspector in one breath, which caused the noise of the call to intensify.

Su Heting couldn't figure out what he meant, and said, "What Raven Boo Boo fast food? Hey, at least give me a number...Hello?"

The call was cut off, and Xie Zhenshu returned to reality. The light of the connection table was vaguely cast nearby, he took off the connection cable and sat up again.

The officer didn't want to give Su Heting an answer. The cat is a cunning and suspicious child. The more bizarre the questions he asks, the easier it is to attract his attention. There is no Raven Boob fast food in District 14, it will only make Su Heting discover the violation of memory. It's a pity that the collapse came too fast, and Xie Zhenshu couldn't stay online for a long time.

After checking the time, Xie Zhenshu quickly packed his luggage. He disassembled and reassembled the console, just as his assistant had disassembled and reassembled the connected equipment.

Before 7-001 wakes up, Xie Zhenshu is about to leave. He scribbled a direction sign on the blackboard, indicating that he was going to the light track area. When leaving, it was just dawn, Xie Zhenshu stepped on the snow, came to the grocery store, and got his ID card from Tuya.

Tuya reminded: "My team will accompany you to the survivor camp near the light track area. You can only rely on yourself to go deep. This is a camouflage number that can pass the detection outside the light track area. The robots there are more powerful than humans." Smart, I don’t know how to go inside after entering the outside.”

Xie Zhenshu said, "Thank you."

Tuya poured the boiling tea into the cup, fumbled in the drawer again, and finally handed Xie Zhenshu another proof, saying: "You're welcome, the ghost car bird's eyes sold for a good price, this is the organization's I don’t need the extra house, so I’ll give it to you too.”

He does intelligence business, is very sensitive to wind direction, and has no fixed residence. If the living situation changes drastically after a while, he may close the door and run away. This house is really useless to him, so why not give it to Xie Zhenshu as a favor.

The officer saw that there was an organization stamp on the certificate, with Xing Tian's name written on it.

Tuya said: "The organization has officially changed its name to 'Xing Tian'. Everyone understands the meaning of the name. These days, in order to recycle parts of war weapons, they have allocated a lot of land to the rich. Your trip I don’t know how long it will take to go, but when you come back, maybe even a shopping mall will be built here.”

Although they were not close friends, they were still good friends. Rabbit Ya stayed behind the pillow book to eat a meal. Before leaving, he sat behind the counter and picked his teeth, and said: "I have seen too many desperadoes, and I have met lunatics like 7-001. It seems that you are the strangest. It’s not like the people here. I’ve been on this trip, and I don’t know if I can come back. In short, remember that I still have a house here, so I don’t worry about running out of firewood if I leave the green hills. I wish you good luck.”

Xie Zhenshu walked out of the grocery store, got into the car of the hiring team, and sat in the last row. He looked out through the car window, it was hazy. Not long after, the car drove to the checkpoint with Xing Tian's large team, and someone came up to check the documents. No one spoke during the whole process, and when it was time to thank the pillow book, the inspector just glanced at him and passed.

Today's lifestyle in the living place is more like the old world's Southern Front Alliance. Xing Tian brought everyone back to many years ago. Near the checkpoint is a heavily armed armed group, wearing gas masks, standing there without saying a word. When the car left the checkpoint and drove onto the newly opened road, their figures were gradually submerged in the snow, and finally merged with the living place and disappeared in the rearview mirror.

Because the light rail was scrapped and the train had to make a detour, the organization set up a lot of supply stations along the way, which were guarded by special personnel. The passing time of the car is strictly controlled, and it must be stopped before dark, and all of them will spend the night at the supply station.

"We have a corresponding bed," a fellow member of the team handed the number plate to Xie Zhenshu. He was wearing glasses and was quite young. "You are number 55."

Xie Zhenshu took it and saw that the number plate was covered with finger marks.

The man with glasses explained: "Both the brand and the bed are used in turn, so let's make do."

The food provided by the supply station at night is canned cold meat, and everyone went to sleep after using it. Xie Zhenshu put his pillow on his bag, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the snoring sounded around him one after another. At midnight, there were suddenly "creaking" footsteps outside the door.

It should be the armed group at the supply station patrolling at night.

Xie Zhenshu opened his eyes slightly, turned his eyes slightly, and stared at the dark window. A few minutes later, there was a "puff puff puff" sound outside.

It was the sound of a shot with a silencer installed, but strangely, there was silence after the sound of the shot, and the armed group did not issue any warning.

After dawn, the team will continue to set off after breakfast. Before getting into the car, Xie Zhenshu paid attention to the periphery of the supply station, and only saw the cleaned ground.

The man with glasses said, "There are still two days before we can reach the light track area."

Xie Zhenshu didn't answer.

The man with the glasses continued, "Have you been there before? I actually stayed there—"

The captain suddenly said: "Shut up, don't chat!"

The man with glasses bowed his head quickly. He took off his glasses and wiped his eyes a few times. He looked terrified and fearful of the captain.

These organized survivors are not all experienced people. According to Tuya, more than half of the team sent to attack the light track area are ordinary survivors, which is why the documents are easy to handle— Few people want to go out to die.

Xing Tian suffered heavy losses in the previous attacks. In order to preserve his strength, he transferred his old troops to form an "armed group" and let them stay behind on the grounds of protecting the place of survival. At the same time, he organized the newly rescued survivors, used propaganda to incite emotions, and sent them back to the battlefield, so the man with glasses is likely to be the last batch of rescued survivors.

This is actually a kind of consumption, and the living place simply cannot accommodate so many people. Moreover, Xing Tian borrowed the power of many illegal organizations in the process of establishing the living place. I heard that those people will form a committee to control all the limited resources of the living place in their own hands. How the survivors will survive in the future is up to them Fair enough.

At night, Xie Zhenshu heard gunfire with a silencer again, and the atmosphere in the car became even more depressing. When they were about to enter the range of the light track area, the captain asked everyone to wear protective devices, and this so-called protective device was actually a kind of obsolete shielding device, which didn't play much role in the light track area.

The captain put on his coat, fastened his equipment, and said, "This operation only lasts six hours, and we must return to the supply station to assemble before dark."

The door opened, and everyone went down one by one. Xie Zhenshu was carrying his backpack, and his collar was turned up by the wind and snow. He stared and saw the real light track area.

Those well-preserved old-world buildings towered into the sky like giant steel trees in winter, but they were unpopular. The surrounding traffic stations have been dismantled and replaced with a closed induction network. This once glorious city has now become a dead city.

"Farm No. 08 is in the northeast corner. We are going to blow up the sensor network there this time, but according to intelligence, there is a team of armed robots stationed there, so the operation is divided into three parts. You, you, and you, all of you Vanguard."

The man with glasses who was hit was holding a submachine gun, trembling in the wind. He and the survivors behind him were both thin and outdated. They were not vanguard troops at all, but cannon fodder to attract firepower.

Someone staggered and cried, "I can't, I don't want to go back—"

The captain said: "Then you go."

The man turned around and was shot dead by the captain in the snow before he could take a step. The muffled sound of the flesh stimulated everyone, it turned out that they were killing deserters every night.

The captain said: "The attack is for all mankind. Even if someone can escape to the place of survival, they will be caught and shot. I advise everyone, don't be a deserter, and bravely move towards the main **** system."

He was still smoking while talking, and his attitude was lukewarm. It can be seen that this statement will be made in every attack, and he has become accustomed to it.

The man in glasses was shaking like a drowned chicken, with one kick deep and one shallow, and he buried his head over the corpse. The group of them merged into the wind and snow, like catkins blowing in the wind, each of them lost their minds and swayed.

The captain commands the rest of the team. Going to Xie Zhenshu's side, he said: "You go, remember that the operation time is only six hours, we won't wait for you after this time."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Are you going to sneak into the farm after the induction net is blown?"

The captain threw the cigarette **** onto the snow and said, "Let's see."

He actually talked and watched, watching the rest of the team, some of the elite were still in the car.

The captain took Tuya's money and often tipped Tuya, and he was quite enthusiastic about Xie Zhenshu. He buttoned up his collar, covered half of his face, and said bluntly: "The main **** system has strengthened the defense near the sensor network, and we can only send vanguard troops to try... Know yourself and the enemy, with these few experiences, in the future It’s better to deal with them.”

They didn't intend to attack this time, they just used survivors to explore the way.

By the time Xie Zhenshu arrived at the northeast corner, the vanguard troops had all been killed, and they fell neatly on the snow, like a flock of sheep for sacrifice. Old slogans painted on the walls in the distance: For a Brave New World.

Xie Zhenshu breathed out a cold breath, stared at the slogan, and after a while, he left with his backpack, ready to enter the light track area through the gap in the sensor network according to the route map. Just as he retreated, there was a sudden burst of singing in the wind.

"Defend the Union...keep the rose alive...we are brave fighters on the northern front...la la la..."

The checkpoint of the induction network was opened suddenly, and a bald robot slid out pushing the car. As it slid, it said to itself: "Okay, okay, I know, pack up the body and prepare to send it to the experiment, don't rush, my head will be blown by you."

It used a robotic arm to turn up the volume, to the passionate tune of "Defense of the Union Rose Song", pushed the car near the body, and began to rummage. It turned to the man with glasses, and the man with glasses still had breath.

"Well, your situation is not very good." The robot scratched its head with the other mechanical arm, and then took warm water from the drawer under the car to drink for the man with glasses, "Sorry, alas, all my first aid equipment was confiscated Otherwise, I can renew your life. What are you talking about? Oh...what are you being polite about, I didn’t really renew your life.”

The man with glasses couldn't swallow the warm water, and there was a clogging sound in his throat. He was shot to the point by a bullet, and at this moment, he was just flashing back, grabbing the arm of the robot, moving his lips, but reading the slogan on the wall. Halfway through reading, people die.

The robot straightened the corpse of the man with glasses, joined the eight hands together, and said reverently: "Amitabha, I hope you can rest in peace as soon as possible, and you can reincarnate into a system in your next life, preferably the main **** system, so that you don't have to suffer from this bird's anger. Alas, I will light incense for you when I go back, even though it is an electronic incense, it is still a little bit of my heart, so please don’t dislike it——Damn it! "

In the middle of reading it, it was knocked over in the snow by Xie Zhenshu, its eight arms flustered, some hugging their heads, and some pawing snow.

"Don't shoot, don't hit people, don't kill me!" The robot jumped a few times, buried its head in the snow, and shouted, "I have supplies for you!"

It was obviously not the first time it was attacked, and it behaved extremely obediently. Before Xie Zhenshu could open his mouth, he emptied all the cans, bullets, and small garbage out of the drawer.

Xie Zhenshu didn't want its stuff, but saw a chip in its trash, so he picked it up. The chip looks odd, like a small piece of copper.

The robot opened another drawer and poured out a pile of these chips. It hugged its hands flatteringly and said, "Do you like it? I have a lot, and they are all for positioning!"

In the blink of an eye, Xie Zhenshu remembered where he had seen a similar chip, on the train that met Su Heting—this was the chip implanted in the body of a Black Panther member!

The robot is like a treasure: "What is your lucky number? I will give it to you! Here are 003, 004...006..."

Xie Zhenshu said, "7-006?"

The robot squeezed out its head, its electronic eyes flashed with colored light, and said, "That's right! It's 7-006. Ah, do you know 7-006? I know 7-006 too. Please, look at 7-006 For your sake, don't shoot me. I'm a doctor, and I'm not a bad machine."