Chapter 710 Screening

At the door of the basement, two gang members were wearing simple mechas, opened their masks, and were eating lunch.

Their mechas were simple, but in fact they also had the combat power of the ninth grade. However, in a place like the Forward Alliance, they could only be regarded as weapons of the gang fighting level, which was very different from the police supplies of Suetaki.

The two gangsters with tattoos on their faces said while chewing on lunch that looked like biscuits: "The boss is really wise and powerful. I didn't expect that he had helped us plan the way out now decades ago."

The other one continued: "Otherwise, why is he called the boss? We are usually bullied by those security guards, but now it's different. The food king is here, and now we are blessed."

"You say, can the food king really fulfill what he promised us? We are doing a life-threatening job now, and we didn't do it so big before." But the man on the left raised concerns again.

"We've already done it, why are you still thinking about this? Were you unhappy last night? The school girl, the nobleman who gave you money and his fiancée, and the guy who always comes to the bar to sell alcohol, do you usually meet them? We've taken all the benefits, and now our boss has the final say in this neighborhood, let's enjoy it first." The other one seemed very single and said frankly.

The worried one on the other side was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's right, we've already done it, it is said that the boss's boss and the big guys above have been planning it for a long time, we just need to follow it, and we will be the top people in the future when we go to the alliance, isn't this better than staying in the bar and being a thug with others?"

The two continued to chat, and next to them, there were several men and women with scars all over their bodies lying and fainted.

Suetaki lowered his breath.

He was confirming whether the other party had an alarm device and scanning their equipment.

Well... there was an alarm device, and it was always in contact with another terminal.

Try to crack it.

Lines of code suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Using the internal connection of the nervous system, he could manipulate these codes with his consciousness instead of his hands.

His equipment has long-prepared attack scripts and firewalls. In fact, he can use these scripts to invade the opponent's equipment.

In fact, most of the intrusions are completed by scripts. Few people can really program on the spot to break through the opponent's fire line. They all write scripts in advance and then attack.

However, the difference is that people who truly understand and have the ability can improve their scripts anytime and anywhere, because they know the principles and methods of the scripts, know their goals, and understand how to adjust them to better achieve their goals.

Some people can only operate in a fool-proof manner. They can't do anything except click to start, and they can't even understand what the returned code means.

This is similar to magic.

The magic is the same, it is all pre-programmed and produced, and it's OK to release it, but the same magic has different power in different people's hands.

The thunder method of the little Tianshi is stronger than Li Qiqiang, and this is because he understands it more deeply.

It is the same now. Although there is a ready-made script, Suetaki still changed some codes, secretly cracked the opponent's firewall, and set the opponent's alarm to output the "normal" command persistently.

"Well... it will return once every three seconds, whether it is disconnected or manually called, it will be triggered. You must be careful not to damage their mecha, otherwise the hardware will be powered off, which cannot be solved by intrusion." Suetaki estimated, and at the same time carefully lurked on the roof.

However, luckily, the two people were eating and their head masks were opened.

Obviously, these gangsters are very relaxed, and their military discipline is not good, and they don't have the habit of strictly demanding themselves.

They have no sense of crisis at all.

But it is also true that even gangsters grew up in the peaceful period of the Forward Alliance. How could they have a sense of crisis on the battlefield?

This can only be obtained through the trial of blood and fire.

This gave Suetaki a chance.

Silently, two silent lasers pierced their eyes and burned their nerves and spinal cords.

This time, after precise pre-aiming, it just entered through the eyes, pierced the optic nerve, and then burned the spinal cord, killing them instantly without making any sound. The death of the spinal cord also retained the brain stem, which made them still alive, but paralyzed and unable to make any sound.

The vital signs detection was still active. In the eyes of the equipment, they were "not dead", and the hardware power-off alarm mechanism would not be triggered.

Suetaki fell to the ground instantly, grabbed the opponent's alarm device, and immediately pulled out two lines from the mecha, plugged them into the alarm device, and then tore the original circuit.

In this way, the two alarm devices could neither physically power off the alarm nor recognize the alarm by software, completely preventing the possibility of alarm.

Then, Suetaki reached out and twisted their brain stems, ending their lives in a physical sense.

The alarm that had been taken over by hardware and software did not move. Suetaki carefully dragged the body away, opened the mecha, and threw it into the pile of corpses that covered the underground door when he came out.

Then, facing the unconscious men and women, he could tell from the needle holes and wounds on their naked bodies that these people had been forcibly injected with psychotropic drugs, so they were now in an uncontrollable coma and twitched from time to time.

The two gangsters had obviously done all these premeditated things after the order collapsed last night.

Mielong keenly analyzed one thing, that is, these gangsters knew about this incident. They knew something would happen last night, so they were ready to take action.

"They won't wake up for a while, let Li Qi take care of them." Molong thought so, then opened the door, quickly moved all the men and women to the entrance of the shelter, and then told Li Qi the news.

He was also worried that these people would cause trouble for Li Qi, but they had no clothes, naturally no equipment. Li Qi was armed, and it would be no problem to subdue these people.

The news from Li Qi was also quickly transmitted back, and he replied: "Received."

So Molong put the body in the well of the shelter with peace of mind and continued to set off.

After that, Molong began to walk through the city. He walked for a while, hid in the sewage, turned on the optical stealth and anti-detection system, and carefully spent several hours to observe what the current order was like.

He found that the city was completely controlled.

A large number of civilians were forced to leave their homes and live in concentration camps.

From time to time, I could sense fighting. It should be the patrol officers or residents who had some force who were resisting, but they were quickly wiped out.

The sky had completely changed. The mothership was outside the world barrier, covering the sky and the sun, covering all the background. Whether it was the sun or the stars, the sky behind it could only see the mothership, completely blocking the entire dome.

In the center of the city where I was, there was a large ship about two or three kilometers long. Although it was not as long as the mothership, it was obviously the other party's base in the city.

This large floating ship was like a beehive. Every moment, a large number of small single-person aircraft like bees popped out of it to perform tasks in various places.

In addition to these single-person aircraft, there were many servants, that is, those gang members, who had taken over a large number of neighborhood security. They were responsible for monitoring and controlling the transfer of personnel and using force to force civilians to enter concentration camps.

Of course, extortion, bullying and insults were inevitable in this process, but... no one died.

Really, no one died. It seemed that there were orders from above. They beat and insulted, even disabled, broke hands and feet, poked out eyes, etc., but never killed anyone from beginning to end. Perhaps there was an order that required them not to do so.

However, just this, Suetaki's teeth were already bitten again and again.

Anger and hatred burned in his chest, making his heart beat faster.

But he still managed to maintain his sanity and did not rush out to die because of the thump in his chest.

Those single-person flying boats all started at the eighth level, and the captains among them were all seventh-level, which means that the opponent had the same firepower as the Forward Alliance.

With his current equipment, he would be looking for death if he went there.

"Ding, ding." A pop-up window popped up in the virtual reality in front of him, prompting that his blood pressure and heart rate had reached the critical value and were not suitable for high-intensity combat.

He selected no on the option of "whether to inject tranquilizers", and continued to observe the opponent's situation, moving silently in the sewage ditch and moving upstream along the canal.

Suetaki watched these people being sent to the concentration camp, where there was a kind of life form he had never seen before, also humanoid, but very different from the Forward Alliance. The other party said it was humanoid, but it was better to say that it was half human and half insect.

Round mouthparts with sharp teeth, compound eyes on the head, like a dragonfly, and four wriggling claws next to the mouthparts, just like the mouthparts of a crab constantly rubbing.

But the body began to be somewhat humanoid, and there was not much carapace on the whole body. Instead, it was replaced by some kind of hard skin, which was more like thick leather than carapace. It was very smooth and had a green and reflective color similar to flies.

But it was still like a humanoid creature, with four limbs, walking upright.

This look was really not good-looking, at least not in line with Suetaki's aesthetics, but he found that these half-human, half-insect creatures were typical extraterritorial life.

After spectral analysis and scanning, he found that the skin of these creatures could withstand his laser, that is to say... at least it had an eighth-grade defense, and it must be broken by plasma light blades or solid ammunition.

However, the good news is that he can tear the opponent to pieces with just one shot of physical ammunition.

He looked at his ammunition reserves. He had 300 rounds in reserve. Even if he could hit the target every time, he could only kill 300 people. He also had six micro missiles on his shoulders. If he was lucky enough to encounter a crowded situation, he could double the number.

As for how many people he could kill with the magnetic confinement plasma light blade, there was no number. Theoretically, he could kill them all by going in and out seven times, but that would require him to take risks.

But he could reach the eighth level just by relying on his body... and although the opponent was not equipped with a mecha, he had weapons in his hands. Those weapons seemed to fire physical ammunition. The specific power was unknown, but... he saw other patrol officers who were killed by being penetrated on the roadside.

In other words, these weapons could at least penetrate the patrol officer's mecha.

"It's a bit difficult. There is a laser scan, so it's impossible to sneak in. This level of firewall... the computing power alone can suppress my micro host, so it's impossible to get in." After confirming the situation, Suetaki chose to frown and then quietly retreat in the sewer.

But at this moment, a pile of garbage suddenly fell from the sky.

Bang bang bang bang! This pile of garbage fell into the sewer! Water splashed everywhere, causing flaws in his perfect concealment!

Suetaki was shocked!

But, fortunately, no one seems to be looking here. After all, it is just a sewer.

Suetaki didn't dare to move. He buried himself in the mud and relied on the filter device and the spare air bag to breathe, waiting for the water to calm down.

After a while, the water surface returned to calm, he quietly floated up and began to swim.

While swimming, he inadvertently looked up.

The pile of rubbish that fell was all corpses.

what happened?

If you look closely, you can see that these corpses are all wearing the same clothes. In other words, they came out of the concentration camp.

It should be that these people were gathered into concentration camps, then forced to change their clothes, and then concentrated and massacred.

Suetaki's breathing became slightly heavier, but he still remained calm.

He cannot be dominated by anger, he cannot be dominated by anger, he must act carefully, and cannot risk his life here.

Unknowingly, the "eagerness to try" in his heart before, the feeling of wanting to show off his ambitions and showing off his abilities in the war, became much weaker.

He studied well, read many books, and read many war records. He thought he knew what war was like.

However, when all this "already known" knowledge reappeared in front of him, he discovered that he actually didn't know that much.

He forced himself to calm down, stop being impulsive, and think about more useful things, such as, why? Why concentrated massacre?

These people wore the same uniforms, so they were obviously massacred together. Why were they gathered together and then killed? Can't we just kill them outside?

There must be some reason behind it.

He suppressed his nausea and began to slowly examine the corpses.

After checking and checking, he found that... he knew many of them.

As a patrol officer, he helped many of them with business, giving them directions and so on.

In this era, young people do not need the help and consultation from patrol officers. They will find it on their own and have their own small groups or forums.

In other words, these people who were killed were all older.

Suetaki immediately realized——

This is screening.

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