binary dead train

Chapter 269 Night Attack
"The cell activity has completely reached the inorganic stage, and is even evolving at a rate three times that of ordinary carbon...Miss Kahn, your current by-products are already enough to cause considerable damage to the human body."

Listening to the researcher's report, Kahn nodded and pulled his hand out of the instrument.

"Let Garfield arrange these mortal filters. When Grandpa returns, remember to submit the report to him in time."

"Yes."

The personnel walked away, and Kahn finished a series of tests in the inorganic stage, went to the locker room to change back to his usual clothes, and then went to his office.

"come out."

After taking a seat on the sofa, Kahn said softly.

A big man with a thick back and a waist was standing in the corner at some point, offering courtesy to her.

"Because of the incident in Heiling District, we can only evacuate the base under the bar. There are many things about the temporary base. So I will come here..."

"How about the investigation of Jin Zairuan?" Kahn interrupted the other party's explanation lightly, raised his hand to signal, and the big man quickly picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured half a glass for her.

"There is no abnormal behavior. He went to the pharmaceutical warehouse today to check the important sources of goods supplied by Biaoshi. In the afternoon, he went to the Biaoshi subsidiary to meet a representative of Reyel. He avoided the team and met at around five o'clock. My mistress, they are resting at the hotel in the city center tonight..." The big man was sitting upright, and the content of the report turned out to be Jin Zairuan's one-day itinerary, "That's about it. After all, we don't belong to the company. People with companies also need to avoid, some monitoring behaviors are indeed..."

"I see. The bar will resume business soon. People will be recalled to the underground, and daily training and attendance will resume. Starting tomorrow, the funds will return to normal, but the expansion of enrollment will be stopped. During the period when I am not in the bar, I will hand over to You are in charge."

"I understand." The big man bowed his head respectfully, "It's just... meet me directly at the company, I'm afraid..."

"Don't question my decision." Kahn took a sip of the wine, and his fingernails collided softly with the wall of the glass.

"Yes."

At this moment, the trembling hum of the terminal came from Kahn.

The big man stood up abruptly, lowered his head and quickly avoided.

Glancing at the terminal, Kahn showed a slight smile:
"Grandpa, are you back?"

"Get on the plane right away. Is there any difficulty with the company?"

"You should believe in my ability. The matter with the Nine Divisions has already been discussed, and Gray Fox has helped a lot."

"Hmm... Unexpected, reasonable." Sachs' tone was short and slow, "How was your contact with him?"

"The thinking mode of profit first, coupled with the profound and difficult to reverse the law of exchange..." Kahn pursed his lips, "However, it is still pleasant."

"Did he bring anything new?" Sachs smiled.

"The improved mortal filter allowed me to complete the inorganicization. You can come back and read the specific report."

"Well... today is the day to implant a mortal filter for you." Because he knew the arrangement, Sachs was not surprised by Kahn's carbon transformation progress, "So do you think that the gray fox is currently integrated into the company?"

Kahn was silent for a few seconds.

"Currently he and the company are not a complete community of interests, I don't think it is enough..."

"I think it's enough." Sachs interrupted Kahn, "Kahn, your mission has been completed. After the Crohn show is over, gradually alienate him. If the show can unite with any party If the group reaches a cooperation, then the work of handover will be handed over to you."

"Grandpa, I refuse." Kahn said following Sachs' words, "I think it is enough to complete the negotiation with Qiertu Building, and approaching the United Group rashly will change the company's position. And Gray Fox..." "Kan, I went to the cemetery today, on the Fars side."

The turquoise eyes flickered slightly, and Kahn stopped talking.

"I 'spoken' something with your Uncle Mercer, and Karim and Mira, your parents. Also, I looked up what happened to the Plague in Fars back then. Do you remember when I took you out of Fars Was it the day of Stan?"

"Of course I do, Grandpa."

"For so many years, I have promoted carbon change at all costs and founded companies. In addition to escaping the aftermath of the plague, I have been looking for the source."

"So, did you find it?" Kahn lowered his eyes.

"Back to Fars this time, I contacted your Uncle Mercer's friend who used to be at the Evolution Institute, and I think I got some new answers." Having said that, Sachs' tone rose, and the topic changed:
"I have read the report of Mortal Filter, and the importance of Gray Fox to 'immortality' is self-evident. He is a profit supremacist. As long as there are enough interests, he will of course become a part of the company, but you It will not be included in the 'benefits'. We not only need to achieve immortality, we also need more power, something visible to the naked eye. The extraordinary time has come, and we need to expand."

Sachs' long voice echoed in his ears, and Kahn lowered his head.

After the silence, he let out a breath between his lips and teeth:

"I will help you, Grandpa, and they who are sleeping forever."

"You are my jewel, Kahn. If possible, I never want you to do anything for me and stay in a safe place forever." Sachs' voice was a little heavy.

"I know, Grandpa, there is no one in the Wilson family, because there are so few people we can trust."

Kahn hung up the call.

"Abel."

"I'm here, Ms. Kahn."

The big man returned from the outside and bowed his head respectfully.

"Has the big guy you picked up on the other side of the world recovered?"

"It has been put into service, but he hopes to find his family from the past."

"Give him what he wants."

"Yes." The big man replied, his expression hesitated for a moment.

"Anything to say?"

"Ms. Kahn, you are in a hurry to get that guy... is it because of the situation?"

"No."

Kahn lifted his long hair and drank the wine in the glass.

"It's because no one knows you exist."

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In the middle of the night, Yezhou Special Administrative Region, the base of the wasteland center.

Two figures restrained by technological handcuffs "bang bang" fell in the simple warehouse, barely raised their heads to look at the figure who was lifting the barbell in front of him.

Here is a comprehensive warehouse fully armed with Tektronics and crude technological devices, where weapons and training instruments are piled up.

This kind of venue is especially common in the war-torn Bangka, where the high-tech from the Crohn black market is endowed with the concept of "earth making".Because it is difficult for the refugees there to obtain complete and refined munitions, the Tek construction that only retains the principle and poor quality has become their symbol.

This is Yezhou, but this rough style has been inherited by most Banga people.

Ouch!
Ouch!
Ouch!
The huge figure lowered the huge barbell. Every movement was a collision of steam and strength. With the last loud noise, the barbell was smashed to the ground by him. Two burly but far inferior subordinates walked up Come and remove it.

"Qiantu Building, company dog."

With heavy steps, he stopped in front of the two figures, took a puff of the inferior cigar handed over by his subordinates.

"Yangat..."

One of them gritted his teeth and struggled a little with his face flushed.

"People from Qiertu Building. You burned one of my strongholds today and faked it into a fire. Cracked down on my sales channels and killed my people."

The huge mechanical fingers pinched the cheek of a company agent, like pinching a piece of soft rubber:

"Well water does not violate river water, have you heard this saying? The fire in Longpo village, you want to vent your anger on my people?"

"Black-skinned pig, it's useless to kill me... Kron... The Kron meeting will sink you into the flat sea, even the thousand faces behind you can't escape... um..."

"Thousand Faces?"

Yanjiat's dark brown face was deeply wrinkled, and he looked at his subordinates to one side.

The latter shook his head: "I don't understand what they mean either, Mr. Yangart."

"Hehe... the gate of hell, and thousands of faces... there is enough evidence to show that you are related to them, you only need to hand it over to Section Nine, and we don't even need to do it... um..."

"Speak a little Chinese in Muguo, or Banga, and I can speak a little English in Mikton, but what you are saying now is really incomprehensible, little Douding."

Yan Jiate pinched the face of the company agent, his eyes were slightly puzzled.

"You cleared the way for the gate of hell, worked for Qianmian, and blew up the ninth district of Longpo village...you are dead, Yanjiate!!!"

"Shut up!"

The younger brother on one side kicked the other person who was shouting, and the latter arched his back instantly, with muscle cramps.

Yangart put on his cigar again, and looked at the person behind him:
"Ask something I can understand."

The screams of howling ghosts and wolves lasted for a full 10 minutes in the small black room, and a person whose hands were covered with construct lubricating oil and blood came out:

"These two people knew that they couldn't survive, and they said very little, but I have figured out the reason."

Under Yanjiat's nod, the man continued:
"One of our channel cadres was arrested while working in Longpo Village. He seems to have something to do with Qian Mian, which caused the ninth district of Longpo Village to be bombed by Qian Mian."

"Which channel cadre?"

"Pang Bao, you have promoted a lot of people recently."

"Pang Bao?"

Yanjiat frowned deeply.

For this subordinate who has suddenly become more clever recently and his performance has been rising, Yanjiate has paid attention to it for a while.

Didn't expect to be a man with thousands of faces?

For a ruthless character like Qianmian, Yanjiat has always kept a respectful distance, which is also the purpose of the wasteland organization in Yezhou.

Cruel, but definitely not to cause trouble, because it is a business in the cracks.The cooperation with the gate of hell is true, but it is just an errand for money, and it is absolutely not to be provoked.

Because their dirty money is going to feed the organization headquarters in Bangka, and the organization headquarters will feed their families.

"Pang Bao showed up at another stronghold today, and he doesn't seem to be worried about you making trouble for him at all." Another subordinate glanced at the earthen terminal in his hand.

Yanjiat glanced at the man, turned around and walked towards the depths of the building:

"Take your weapons and prepare to fight. We have to save all our goods."

The sudden instruction made everyone stunned, but the more sudden gunshots immediately made them restless.

"Firecrackers..." A subordinate suddenly turned his head.

"Firecrackers" are gunshots.

This shows that the outpost of the building where they are located has discovered something, and has even been attacked.

"A company dog?!"

A group of subordinates who were moving around rioted in an instant, grabbing the piled up weapons and preparing for battle.

"Boss, what are we going to do?"

A trusted subordinate quickly caught up with Yanjiat.

"Take your weapons and get ready to evacuate. I don't know what the relationship between Pang Bao and Qian Mian is, but what these two company dogs said should be right, so what we need to face now is the revenge of Qiantu Building... ..."

"Why!? Isn't it made by Qianmian?"

Yanjiat stopped and glanced at his subordinates:
"Can you find where Thousand Faces is?"

The subordinate was stunned: "I can't find it..."

Yanjiat didn't speak anymore, walked to the depths of the warehouse, armed his arms with special structural weapons, and a pair of huge steel fists hummed and trembled like engines.

"Defend the entire stronghold, let some people look after the goods, if there is any problem, release the big guy, and be prepared to escape with the goods."

"Boss, what if it's not someone from Qiantu Building?" Another confidant asked while pulling the bolt of his gun.

"It's not Qiantu Building, is it Qianmian?" A sneering voice came from one side, "Having lived in the big city of Yezhou for so long, is there no logic? We are taking the blame for Qianmian! Blame that damned Pang Bao!"

Yan Jia nodded his head, affirming the conjecture of this confidant.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed, and the sensors in the construct detected obvious tremors.

"coming."

"Defend the outside area!"

boom! ! ! !

A soaring flame pierced through the glass, illuminating the entire interior of the warehouse in red.

"rush out!"

A large number of constructors rushed out of the warehouse, facing the entire warehouse park in flames and explosions!
"Is this an army here?! When did the company dog ​​act so generously?!"

"Stop joking! The sentry tower is down!"

Two or 30 people gathered together, and some seriously injured members climbed out of the bombed steel sentry tower, but there was fire and explosions all around, but no enemy was seen.

"Hey! Where's the company dog? How many!?"

A cadre rushed forward and pulled out the seriously injured technology hunter. The opponent's mouth and nose were filled with blood, and there was a huge claw mark scratched by steel bars on his face, spitting out blood bubbles:
"Yes Yes……"

"The sentry tower on the side has also fallen!"

"Warehouse No. [-] exploded!"

"There's someone over there! To the east! Not...to the west!"

"What the hell is it? What did you say?!"

The continuous exclamation made the cadre more anxious, and he was slapped on the ear immediately.

"It's a monster! A monster I've never seen! A monster connected by flesh and iron!"

The cadre was stunned on the spot.

A monster connected by flesh and iron?

Out of the corner of his eye and the turmoil of his subordinates, he seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes focused on the ferocious figure walking towards him in the firelight outside the wall.

There are only three.

The people outside the park wall rushed up bravely, sparks and bullets bounced on those hideous armor surfaces, and the hard construct was torn into pieces by those three people, or was blasted by some kind of flying blast. The weapon exploded to pieces.

But before he had time to react, he felt the ground rumble and tremble, as if something was breaking out of the ground——

boom! ! !
The bright orange light filled the ground, and thousands of roots erupted from the ground, enveloping the building that was about to collapse in all directions, and countless bright red figures shone red, bouncing out!

On the top of a stacked building, Yanjat watched in shock the terrifying roots that broke through the ground, expanding and opening like flower petals, easily destroying the crowded warehouse park.

What is this? !

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