War Paradise

There are a lot of things at the end of the month, so let's update a chapter to make do with some extravagance...return to normal next month.

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With the development of technology, people's places of residence are also changing.

In Denver, United States, people found it more convenient to build a new city than to rebuild an old city. The backward old city is beginning to be abandoned, and people move into the newly built city. Only a few poor people and homeless people continue to stay in the old city.

The city that was once prosperous twenty years ago has now become a deserted slum. However, the people who are still here are not all poor:

——A woman like Christine is an abnormal existence in the old city.

Christine is very beautiful. She has long blond waist-length hair, big dark green eyes, a small nose and mouth, plus a fiery figure that can make a man spit blood. If she develops in the modeling industry, she might become a supermodel.

It’s a pity that this guy who could have lived on his face always hides in a house less than 50 square meters by himself every day, accompanied by the electronic equipment and wires on the wall, which completely wastes his beautiful appearance. .

In addition to sustaining life, she has almost "gone up" the entire real world.

In the digital virtual world where she has devoted most of her time, her reputation is also known to everyone.

——Code-named "Black Dahlia", the king of hackers in western United States!

She has broken through the Pentagon and the CIA data protection system three times, and she is still at large until now. In addition to accepting various commissions, it is enough to show her high skill.

Unsurprisingly, today will be another bland day.

Christine, who was lying on the dirty folding bed, slowly opened her eyes, her messy blonde hair puffed up, making her seem to have her own lion's mane, wearing only a tube top and shorts, a hopeless pair. The medicine nerd looks like.

Slowly getting out of bed, moving some weak limbs, she cast her eyes on the 37-inch LCD screen in the middle of the room surrounded by two small servers. The screen was densely lined with hundreds of rows of small green characters, but only Just look at the last line:

8521394.

"Damn it, so slow."

She muttered and took out a can of frozen sardines from the small refrigerator next to the bed, opened the lid and poured the sticky mass on the plate, and then threw the plate into the microwave to heat it up.

It has been nearly a month since I received the task of Breakthrough Pulse Entertainment Group firewall from an anonymous employer.

In this month, she tried various methods to try to destroy the firewall of Pulse Entertainment, which operates "War Paradise" on a global scale, but mostly ended in failure.

She really can't figure out, it's just a company that makes games, why the protection is so tight, even stronger than the Ministry of National Defense of most countries in the world!

From AES advanced encryption to backpack algorithm, a series of difficult and perverted problems have created a solid security barrier for Pulse Entertainment's database, and even she is completely helpless.

In addition, Christine is very clear that if he uses brain imaging equipment, he will be at risk of being discovered.

Hacking activities in "Realm" must be done quickly. If a long time is wasted, not only is the chance of being discovered very high, but also the own body cannot bear it.

She once experienced the situation where she gave herself glucose in a sling and spent three days and three nights in Realm before completing the cracking. She woke up with the feeling of "hollowed out" weakness, which is still fresh in her memory.

That kind of experience like The Underworld, Christine does not plan to do it again.

So now, she has also given up on Breakthrough Pulse Entertainment's headquarters in Realm, instead using her old-fashioned equipment, she began to force the calculation of the secret key.It is conceivable that this kind of rude and technology-free cracking mode is naturally horribly slow. At the current rate, it will take about a week to complete.

"Oh, so boring..."

Pulling away the long blonde hair scattered in front of him, seeing the numbers on the screen still unchanged, Christine sighed long.

At this moment, a screen on the other side of the house lit up a dangerous red light, and at the same time a harsh alarm sounded.

"What's the matter?" Kristen frowned and walked quickly to the computer that was used as a security monitor.

Through hidden monitors and electromagnetic induction systems set up nearby, as long as a person carrying a large metal object enters within one kilometer, the computer will sound an alarm.

The big word "WARNING" was displayed on the screen, and Christine turned off the alarm page and opened the mimic diagram of the electromagnetic induction system. He was shocked.

What caught my eye was a large group of people, a team of more than 30 people was quickly walking towards the building where they were. Except for the strong bald man walking in the front, everyone else wore something similar to a simple helmet on their heads.

And the sharp metal objects carried by these people, you only need to look at the shape to know what it is.

——They all carry rifles.

"Fuck..."

The microwave oven made a ding sound and turned off the power, but now Christine is obviously not in the mood to eat. She frowned as she watched the large number of gunmen getting closer and closer to the building where she was, and then cast her eyes on the bed. On a small remote control device.

It looked like a remote control racing controller with Mickey Mouse stickers on it, but Christine knew how dangerous it was.

If used, her current location will definitely be exposed. If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in prison, you must discard most of the equipment and flee elsewhere.

This will undoubtedly hurt her vitality and will not be able to carry out hacking activities for a period of time, but-

The group of people on the screen were moving very fast, only 500 meters away from own hiding place.

"no solution anymore……"

Kristen was heartbroken, picked up the remote control device on the bedside, closed his eyes and counted three.

three.

two.

one.

She pressed the button with her white and slender fingers, and the ground under her feet suddenly shook, and the expensive equipment in the room slammed into each other, making a crisp knocking sound.

Through the window, a cloud of crimson smoke can be seen slowly rising, quickly turning to grayish white. What followed was a deafening explosion.

Christine walked to the computer screen where the alarm sounded just now, looked at the monitoring screen of the electromagnetic induction system, and saw a horrible pit that was still smoking on the ground. It was 20 meters in diameter and more than 30 next to it. All the people were blown to the ground.

"BINGO! It's time to withdraw."

What she detonated was a closed abandoned gas pipe underground. Although it has been out of service for many years, the flammable gas stored inside is still enough to become a lethal weapon.

This is the most terrifying line of defense that Christine has prepared. If there are too many people coming this time, she would not want to use it.

"It should be all dead."

Christine, who was about to leave, glanced at the computer screen again, and was immediately shocked by the screen.

——The group of people who had been bombed to the ground just now stood up. Except for the few people who were directly bombed into scum and had their legs broken, the others looked like they were not harmed at all.

The enemy's movement speed did not slow down at all, but speeded up and rushed over!

"How can it be?"

There was an incredible expression on Christine's beautiful cheeks:

Judging from the electromagnetic induction screen, these people must be flesh and blood. Except for the helmets on their heads and the guns they carry, there is no metal.

But how could the flesh and blood survive the terrifying explosion?

Encountered such a large-scale explosion at close range, even if he was not injured by the skin, his internal organs would definitely be shattered. How could they still be alive?

Seeing that the enemy had entered the building, Christine quickly entered a few lines of instructions on the computer and turned on the automatic machine gun.

As soon as more than 20 talents poured into the corridor, they received a "warm welcome" from the three M134 six-barrel aircraft machine guns. The inevitable flood of bullets poured frantically on the invaders, and the corridors suddenly flowed blood.

"It should be fine this time."

Kristen looked at the scene of The Underworld in the corridor in the monitor, and then stared again.

——An unexpected thing happened again.

Of the more than 20 people who were sieved by bullets, only the first few people fell down. The group behind was hit by several bullets but there was no response. They stood in place and used pulse rifles to melt three M134s into scrap iron. .

"Are they really human?"

Kristen froze in a daze, and the chill that broke out of his chest spread rapidly to his whole body.

Must leave here quickly!

Christine, dressed very "cool", rushed to the window, ready to jump out of the window to escape.

This is the third floor, and you will definitely suffer serious injuries if you jump directly. But even so, it's better than being caught by those scary things that don't know whether they are humans or ghosts.

She pushed open the window, just as she was about to jump down...

"It's a shame that a beauty like you died."

Accompanied by the rough and joking voice, a strong and huge figure slammed into the room directly from the window and pushed her to the ground roughly. Kristen could feel a "click" from his own spine, severe pain flowing from his back all over his body, and at the same time a sense of despair came from weakness.

"Let go... Let me..." She struggled feebly, trying to break free of the big hands that clamped Own.

The brawny bald man pressing on her, with a grinning smile on his face, withdrew a syringe from his waist and injected the medicine into Christine's neck:

"You can get some sleep first."

The scene in front of him began to blur, emitting an unreal and confused halo, Christine's consciousness gradually faded away, and soon he lost consciousness completely.

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"Well……"I don't know how long it took, Christine shook his head, grunted indistinctly, and then woke up instantly.

"Damn it, where is this?"

Looking around, what you see is the dark blue metal wall that is extremely cold. She lowered her head laboriously and found that her body in a blue prison shirt was firmly fixed on a red and black chair by dozens of metal chains. Except for the head, his whole body is completely immobile.

"Help!"

Although she knew it was futile, she couldn't help crying for help:

"help me!"

There was a rubbing sound of the electronic door opening in front, followed by the footsteps of leather shoes, and a man walked into the room: "Don't waste your energy."

Kristen raised his head and cast a resentful look at the man in front of him.

It was a guy in a rumpled gray suit with a wide-brimmed hat and a gentle look.

He stood two meters away from Christine, and then took a seat next to an iron chair, and then nodded to the woman tied to the chair: "I am Carlemon."

Even if he didn't know this guy, Christine had already guessed who caught own:

"Pulse entertainer?"

"You are smart." Carlemon smiled slightly, apparently admitting.

"It's amazing, I can find my place." Kristen sneered.

In this situation, even if she wanted to escape, it was completely impossible for her. She also wisely gave up the struggle and just looked at Carlemon coldly.

"Don't underestimate our data security expert,'Black Dahlia'." Carlemon looked at the beauty who was tightly bound in front of him, and said with interest: "Do you know? Actually commissioned you to attack the pulse The entertainer is me. In order to locate your position, we have worked hard for a long time at the risk of our firewall being breached."

"What's the matter with me?" Christine asked straightforwardly.

Obviously, the other party didn't want to kill herself, otherwise they would just do it in Denver, and there was no need to lock her here.

"We need your power, to be precise, your hacking technology." Carlemon went straight to the point: "A mysterious guy has been hacking us recently. I hope you can help us catch him."

"Don't expect me to help you." Christine said grimly. Although she was afraid of death, she was not timid enough to help the enemy without hesitation in order to survive.

Carlemon seemed to have anticipated her reaction, and she was still polite and polite, and said: "As far as I know, the'Black Dahlia' is very interested in the development of military technology, so it invaded the Pentagon and the CIA. Database, right?

Hearing this person talk about a topic completely irrelevant to the current situation, Christine glared at him: "What does this have to do with you?"

Carlemon seemed to be talking about a secret, and whispered in Christine's ear: "Do you want to join the world's most cutting-edge military science and technology research institute?"

"Humph." Christine sneered: "It's just a game company, what nonsense."

As one of the best hackers in the world, Christine knows many "inside information" that ordinary people can't see for a lifetime, but she has never heard of Pulse Entertainment and participates in arms development, so she naturally disdains Carlemon's words. Gu.

Seeing that Christine didn't buy it for herself, Carlemon was not in a hurry. He sat back in his chair and explained: "Our company has seven research institutes, which are scattered in North America, Europe and Asia."

"The first, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh research institutes are all making games. Only the second research institute has nothing to do with games. It is responsible for the secret development of military technology."

Speaking of this, Carlemon showed a proud smile on his face: "Welcome to the Second Research Institute in Alaska, I will show you our true technology."

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