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Chapter 515 The Dark Tide Flows in the Loess (Da Zhang Zhang)
"Sorry sorry! I'm really sorry...I'll clean it up for you right away!"

The frantic waiter clumsily took out a coarse handkerchief to wipe Vladimir's clothes, but was abruptly pushed aside by the adjutant, his leather-wrapped palm was already on the holster around his waist, and at the same time he glanced at Turing on one side.

If it wasn't for Qian Mian's presence, he would have drawn his gun immediately.The clumsiness of the waiter often means a premeditated approach, not to mention that what Vladimir and Turing talked about is not suitable for a third party to know.

But Turing, who watched this scene, smiled knowingly, glanced at the crowd below, and at the same time stood up and shouted to the waiter:
"That's how the Banga work? Do you know who you're offending?"

"I'm sorry sir, I've only been working for a day! I didn't mean to...I'll clean up right away for the honorable sir!"

Vladimir frowned as he watched the waiter barely tidy up for himself, apologizing non-stop, and was quickly pulled aside by a big and thick Banga leader to reprimand him, and at the same time apologized to Vladimir again, He sat down again.

This is actually a position like a manager, but in the environment of the Banga War, some titles and positions are also different. Compared with a highly modernized city, these grassroots management are more barbaric. Call them more appropriate.

"Mr. Thousand Faces, don't you think it's really inappropriate to talk about these important things here?" Vladimir's voice became low, obviously a little annoyed, which meant that the information leaked and made the two The weight of the interviewer's conversation is greatly reduced.

"Just a clumsy waiter, Comrade Vladimir, you should learn to be magnanimous. Of course, I can also apologize to you personally..."

"No need." Vladimir said with a serious face.

In an environment like a bar, or a bar in Bangka, it goes without saying how good the wait staff is. The quality of the service staff is basically based on the belief of "don't get beaten".If the pouring wine had been poured on any of the mercenaries below, the waiter might have been beaten severely.

"Some of the waiters here are not very used to work in the service industry, so it is inevitable that they are a bit barbaric." Turing said, his eyes glanced at the crowd below again, watching the waiter pull down the back door behind the little boss. A faint red light appeared faintly.

Vladimir took a deep breath, seemed to calm down, and shook his head slightly:
"Mr. Qianmian, you know that's not what I care about..."

"Don't worry, comrade." The red eyes stared at Vladimir, which made him slightly stunned, "In this city, no small action can hide from my attention, any..."

A data box was pushed to Vladimir by Turing, and the smile hung on his face again:

"As for the topic just now, if you want to know more, it's all in this data box. When you make a choice, I will come to you again."

"If I refuse..."

"You can't refuse, this is a big deal." Turing had already got up and walked down the stairs, "Our conversation doesn't have to be kept secret, but I hope you keep it strictly confidential... I looked at the city. everything of."

Watching Turing leave, Vladimir returned his gaze to the data box in his hand:

"Has the information on the roaring plane been sent?"

"Of course, our courier will set off to return to the north soon. Lieutenant Colonel Marozov, you really want to talk to Qianmian..."

"Let the messenger come back first, and make a decision after I read the contents here."

Vladimir and the adjutant got up and went downstairs to return to the station arranged by World Tree immediately, but at this moment, a tall figure stood up and stopped him.

It was a reformer over two meters tall, covered with various lines and armor all over his body.Vladimir knew that this was a carbon-based destroyer of the third generation.

Due to the large size of the carbon-based saboteurs, they will take off their external armor to reduce their size when they are not ready for battle, and the carbon-based saboteurs who have the right to move freely in the northwest, except for the combatants brought by their Domino , there is only one other force——

Crohn's Associates - Lost Light Company.

Vladimir had seen this carbon-based destroyer coming from the east more than once when he was wandering around the city of Montor collecting information. Thousand Faces seemed to have given him a great right of passage, except that he could not enter the underground base at will like himself. , the whole Montau City can move around at will.

And the reformed person in front of him is the leader of the Miguang Company's army——Gangka.

That is, the leader of the army sent by Tushan to the Montau Heights.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Comrade Marozov..." Gangka stretched out his huge palm to Vladimir with a friendly smile, but the neuro-optical device on his head that wrapped the brain made him feel uncomfortable. His smile is very exuding.

"You and I are not comrades." Vladimir glanced at Gangka, his attitude was a little cold, but he still shook hands with him, "What's the matter?"

The Lost Light Company belongs to the Crohn United Group, which is equivalent to the existence of Vladimir's sworn enemy.But there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests, not to mention that this is still on the site of World Tree, and Vladimir is not a dead-headed person.He was also a little curious, why Gang Ka suddenly stopped him.

"Do you want to sit down and have a drink? I didn't expect to be able to drink such pure vodka in the World Tree territory. Qianmian really has two brushes..."

Vladimir: "I sent it."

Gangka: "..."

In fact, before Vladimir came over, the drinks here were high-strength products directly distilled by Turing and Kahn.As for the wine of the natives of Banga, no one likes it at all.

Looking at the expressionless Bingbao Maozi, Gangka coughed a few times in embarrassment, then approached him cautiously and lowered his voice:

"I just want to know... the one who chatted with you just now, is it Qianmian?"

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Turing did not leave the bar, but returned to the second basement floor, and connected his consciousness to the world tree in a private room.

The sub-brain compiler runs at high speed, and the vision of the roots all over the city is grafted onto Turing's visual nerves, and all corners can be seen at a glance, and one of the pictures is the clumsy waiter.At this moment, after receiving the verbal lesson from the little boss and ordering him to stop working, he had already taken off his overalls and left the bar dejectedly.

As a guest of World Tree, even if most of the visitors in the bar did not know him, Vladimir knew that this person had been in and out of the underground base. As a punishment, the waiter who missed a distinguished guest took a day off work.

The waiter in the picture quickly disappeared into the sandstone corner of the back door of the bar. Turing immediately switched his vision, watching the waiter's movements change from a bad look to a sneaky one, looking left and right and looking forward and backward, turning around several times. After the corner, he passed through a small half of Montau City, and finally ran into the old city.

Although the roots of the world tree have strong infrastructure capabilities, in order to save energy, some low-priority regional buildings have not been reinforced by the roots. The population density of these houses is much smaller than that of the new urban area, but this does not hinder the Ling's eyes followed him all the way into it, and found another Banga.

It was a tall, skinny Banga man, and the waiter was talking to him nervously, and tore a series of wires out of his clothes and handed it to him.Through the sound receiver above the roots, he said exactly what Turing and Vladimir were talking about.

Watching the waiter take a large stack of thick Banga notes from the other party, leave the building with mixed feelings, and start to move out of the city, Turing didn't pay attention to this small character anymore, because the picket team will solve the problem. kind of thing.

The scene returns to the skinny Banga man. Compared with the waiter, his state is obviously more professional, as if he knows that someone is focusing on him. Buying the cactus fruit that is a specialty of Banga, he also had conflicts with people, and even wandered into the animal market for a while, looking no different from ordinary Banga people.

Turing was not in a hurry, anyway, the whole city was his eyeliner, so he just stared at this guy to see what kind of name he wanted, and at the same time, he also paid attention to other trends in the bar.Unsurprisingly, apart from the waiter, there were also some suspicious-looking people, many of whom were small pawns like the waiter, and there were also white faces who were obviously outsiders.

"There are really more and more spies lately..."

Since the capture of the Northwest of Banga, under Turing's "loose" policy, there has been an influx of foreign populations. Most of them are not even spies. They are just some small organization personnel who want to have a drink in the Banga War. No big fish.

It is a very common and necessary behavior for intricate forces to plant spies with each other. In addition to grasping information about other organizations and opponents, it also has the effect of compromising with each other. A leaky organization will only make other forces more afraid, and even attack them in groups.

An hour passed, and it was close to twelve o'clock in the evening. Those newly released spies were also caught in sevens and eights, but the skinny Banga was still hanging around, which gave Turing the idea of ​​​​collecting the net.

At this moment, the Bangka people walked into a newly built sect shop, still in the new city.This store is controlled by people from the sect, and it is used to sell all souvenirs and religious instruments related to the World Tree image, and it is also a functional building used to expand its influence.

After talking with the shop owner, the boss led the Banga people through the inner passage, with jars made of sand and soil on both sides, and finally entered the back room, took out a stack of crumpled Banga notes and bought some souvenirs Then he left.

Until the skinny Banga man returned to a resettlement house in a new urban area, Turing did not see him in contact with the suspected joint, but this made Turing even more suspicious.

The picture freezes, and all the images recorded in the vice-brain compiler begin to flow backward at high speed. Turing retrieves all the behaviors of this Banga man—walking, talking, bumping into passers-by, bargaining, and finally returns to him entering the souvenir shop and heading to the back room That segment of the video was retrieved frame by frame at high speed, and the bright red indicator frame was locked on his upper body movements.

After seeing his little movements clearly, Turing grinned.

"Caught."

When the Banga man followed the shop owner through the corridor of the back room, he scratched his head greatly. When the palm left the back of his head, the fingertips of his palm were arranged in a strange way, and he seemed to have tripped over a pot on the ground because of scratching his head, but Turing clearly saw that at the moment when he staggered and almost fell, an object that was slightly blurred due to the violent movement was precisely thrown into the jar on the side by him.

"There are quite a lot of cleverness."

After marking the Banga man in the sub-brain compiler, Turing turned off all other images, stared at that location intently, and waited quietly to see who came to take the precious treasure. Conversational intelligence.

But to his disappointment, until the souvenir shop closed at two o'clock in the middle of the night, no one touched or behaved abnormally in that place, and a picket team had been guarding the store for two hours.This made him frown deeply.

Just when he decided to close the net and take away the skinny Banga, an abnormality appeared.

The pots made of sand were not neatly arranged on both sides of the corridor, but scattered and rolled down.Although the house transformed by World Tree Infrastructure is well ventilated and equipped with smart devices, a heavy pot lying horizontally rolled for a moment in a windless environment. Although it was only three millimeters, Turing could see it clearly.At the same time, a cloud of smoke and dust appeared on the sandstone-pressed walls.

When the flying fine smoke rolled down, Turing's pupils shrank and he stood up suddenly.

The fine dust is firmly locked in the air by an unknown force, just like...

Get stuck on something.

"Optical camouflage?!"

Turing instantly gave instructions to the picket team underground, and at the same time let the silicon-based wormhole engulf him and send him to the souvenir shop at high speed.After a few seconds of high-speed movement, when Turing appeared in the shop, a picket promoted was picking up the earthen jar and took out the contents.

If nothing is lost, it means that people have run away.

Turing burrowed into the silicon ground state wormhole again without saying a word, and the promoted person got stuck in his throat just as he was about to report to him.

Turing, who had reconnected to the city-wide monitoring, had already seen four pickets chasing some target in four directions. Through the vision of roots, he quickly locked on one of them. The silicon ground state wormhole roared and broke through the ground. Turing Leaping out, the phantom limb sprayed thinly, and slapped the dust moving in front——

Snapped!
The sharp claws tore off flying dust on the tightly suppressed sandstone ground, except for the rattling phantom limbs and the roots of the world tree, there was no movement around.

"Lord Thousand Faces?"

Turing ignored the promoters behind him, and raised his hand to signal silence. The sensory eyepiece scanned the surrounding houses, and completely shielded the hearing from the disturbed movements around him.And the sensory eyepiece that switched to the tracking field of view clearly saw a series of footprints spreading on the side of the house and disappearing at the top end. The phantom limb drove his body to track up at a high speed, jumping over countless buildings and tracking the series of footprints to the city. On the edge, the footprint disappeared on the top of a house, completely lost its trace.

Turing's complexion completely sank, and a subtle buzzing sound came from the side and rear, and the neurons with rapid response triggered the roots of the world tree underground to shoot up into the sky, and the violent force instantly destroyed a building!
When the stones and sand returned to calm, the surroundings had already been surrounded by panicked noises, and the transparent figure had completely disappeared.

"Don't let me find you..."

Turing turned around and dived into the sky-rising silicon-based wormhole. Behind him, the roots of countless world trees rolled up and recast the destroyed building at high speed, but everything returned to normal and swallowed Turing's silicon-based wormhole. Also disappeared on the ground.

The Banga people in all directions hadn't realized what happened, they stared blankly at everything in front of them, making a lot of noise.In the bedroom of the adjacent building, a closet was slightly opened a small crack, and through the dim light outside the room, two figures with violent chest heaves could barely be seen.

"It was almost discovered...Damn it, what kind of monster is that!?"

"It's the World Tree... Our guess is correct. The entire Mengtuo City cannot escape the monitoring of thousands of sides, and he has a strange tracking ability, and he seems to be able to detect our movements... Anyway, let's start withdraw."

"Don't panic, wait, wait..."

The two of them huddled together in the closet, not daring to vent their breath, waiting for the noise outside the house to return to calm before completely letting go.

"Amadi, what should I do next?" A slightly crisp male voice.

"World Tree should be planning something with Domino... maybe we can start with Vladimir."

"Icecastle people?! Wouldn't this be too risky..."

"In any case, we all missed an opportunity, although this is not our main purpose. But judging from the fact that 26 spies from other forces were wiped out by thousands of faces tonight, his meeting with Vladimir is obviously a trap."

Amadi carefully observed the movement outside the window through the gap, and wrapped a poor-quality long coat in the wardrobe around his body.

"In short, let's leave here first, and then talk about other things. The messenger who returned from the Iron Curtain today has given important news, and we don't have much time left..."

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"A bunch of trash."

In the middle-level interrogation hall of World Tree's underground base, six picket teams knelt on one knee, their buried heads almost kissing the ground.

"World Tree has given you a strong body, keen perception, cutting-edge technical equipment and unique abilities in this world, but you can't even catch two spies, and you can't even determine the number of them. ..."

"Okay, swim fish."

Turing, who was standing under the soul torture machine, waved his hand. Youyu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by him again:
"Besides the optical camouflage, those two people have other strange things. They are not ordinary spies. Twenty points of contribution will be deducted from each of you, and you can go down."

"Thank you for your generosity..."

Several picket leaders got up first, and with the sound of steel clashing and muscle tightening, they led the team members behind them to retreat with their heads lowered.Yuyu on one side was a little helpless:

"Mr. Qianmian, you are a little too tolerant..."

"As I said, those two spies are not ordinary, and it won't help if they receive a fine. If it weren't for the two people's movement range in the city is too large, except for the picket team I designated to send out, the others are regarded as spies. Carried a black pot that fell from the sky."

"Okay." You Yu could only nod his head, "Those two spies..."

"There are two footprints, and they are moving at the same time. Although there is optical camouflage, it can be seen from the attached dust that it is the executioner's armor." Turing compared the results of the model constructed based on the attached dust in the vice brain compiler Sent it to Youyu.

"Wu's Heavy Industry?"

"uncertain."

Turing didn't talk much about this topic, but looked at the huge soul torture machine in front of him: "What is the result of the torture of these spies?"

"There is not much valuable information. Three of them are from the local organization 'Karuto Liberation Regiment' in Banga, four are from the 'Blind Guard' in Reyel, and other miscellaneous small organizations are not of much value, and their memories are all Relatively dilapidated."

"Then deal with it."

"Yes."

The soul torture machine in front of me was built after the establishment of a new World Tree base in Mengtuo City. Compared with the one in Yezhou, the performance has not been greatly improved, and the information obtained by the injected soul program is in a state of fragmentation. .

"It needs to be improved, but the technology is not worth much right now, and the stack body technology is too shocking, and there is no way to hand it over to other people for scientific research, so that's it."

It was the two spies who ran away that made Turing a little concerned.

Both the waiter and the skinny Banga have been caught and tortured by Turing, but the results are just small shrimps who take money to do things, and the whole process is to transmit information through the media. They have never seen each other's true colors. There is no way of knowing the identities of the two spies.

However, there is a partial similarity of 46% between the optical camouflage armor on their bodies and the Executioner's armor, and it is almost certain that it is the Executioner's armor.

If so, the identity is easy to guess:

One, Wu's Heavy Industries.

Second, the Bureau of Crime Policy.

As for the third point... there is only one left——

Nine subjects.

But it's the Nine Divisions of the Iron Curtain.

Whether it is the Iron Curtain or the Crime Bureau, it is not a good result.However, Turing still wanted to confirm his guess and at the same time control the information about the roarer, so through the amplitude communication coverage built by fireflies, Turing tried to access Wu Zifei's communication.

It was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night, which was the time he set for Wu Zifei to report actively.After a lengthy call, Wu Zifei's voice came from the amplitude communication:

"it's me……"

"3 minutes, six times as long as last time. What are you doing?"

"An accident happened at Rattlesnake Station..."

"An accident?" Turing frowned, instinctively feeling something was wrong.

Wu Zifei's voice sounded a little restless, with rapid breathing and intermittent frustration in her tone:

"I wanted to report to you right away...but two hours ago, the entire Huanglong Fortress was searched, and even Uncle was called out. The reason was that the red colored glaze went berserk, detonated the rattlesnake armory, and killed half of it. The rattlesnake garrison, even Commander Fisk, was torn in half, and in the end it was my uncle who personally came forward to encircle and kill them... Qianmian, is this your order?"

Turing was silent for a moment, and said, "This is impossible, the red glaze is here with me."

"What did you say? Didn't you do the red colored glaze rampage!?" Wu Zifei's voice was raised, sounding very surprised.

"Why do you think it was my order?"

"Because it came out of...that...that thing you got into my body..."

Turing frowned instantly: "Nest."

"what?"

"They have prior convictions."

Turing could give the answer without thinking too much, because at the Central Exhibition, the insect nests all mimicked their own demon army in order to hide their true identities, but no matter whether it was the insect nest or the demon armies, the news was released after that. blocked.But Wu Zifei, as a member of the Nine Divisions of Qianye State, should be very aware of this.

"I can't think of any other organization other than the Worm Nest that has the ability to deceive your entire Yellow Dragon Fortress garrison. And if it's really a Worm Nest, maybe it came out of your Yellow Dragon Fortress."

Wu Zifei paused for a while, then said in a low voice:

"But electronic tentacles sprouted from them...to blame."

"Of course I know. Give me the battle damage information."

Through the internal information given by Ms. Wu, Turing confirmed that more than half of the entire Rattlesnake garrison was killed or injured, especially the armory where the red glaze was located, which hit the vital point and exploded.Except for the [-] war vehicles that were safe and sound, the entire Rattlesnake garrison in the Yellow Dragon Fortress was severely damaged, and even the fortifications of the Yellow Dragon Fortress had problems.

Because the red colored glaze possesses light-eroding rays, it can easily disintegrate all metal substances. It went all the way from the armory to the barracks, and then from the barracks to the Yellow Dragon Fortress, and finally broke the neck of Rattlesnake Commander Fisk. It was extremely crazy.

The result of doing this in the middle of the night is that it almost abolished the combat capability of the entire Rattlesnake garrison, and at the same time tore a big hole in the Yellow Dragon Fortress. If you rush through the hole, you will be able to spit out the demon weapon army to capture the entire Huanglong Fortress and kill the heart of Wu's Heavy Industry, but...

This TM is done by the insect nest.

With the presence of Wu Zifei, Turing's grasp of the information on Huanglong Fortress must be more detailed and faster than that of the polyps on the front line.It only takes 10 minutes for World Tree to break into the border city of Huanglong Fortress. As long as it can break through the border city within an hour, then in three hours and 10 minutes, Wushanji can only fill up the frontier city with modular positions at most. In the corner of the fortress, plus the crippled rattlesnake troops, Turing would have yelled "God help me" if it wasn't for the worm nest, but this situation is obviously wrong.

The insect nest wants to break into the Yellow Dragon Fortress?But why?
According to the information provided by Wu Zifei, there are also a large number of courier records. There was even an express commissioner who rushed directly to the Bangka border.

"This may be an opportunity for you." Wu Zifei hesitated and struggled, "The Yellow Dragon Fortress has been torn open... If you attack now, it may be..."

"This is not something you should care about." Turing interrupted Wu Zifei mercilessly.

The "Great Opportunity" that came to him was obviously a ghost, if he really went to the Yellow Dragon Fortress at this moment, it might not be a good idea.Thinking of the possible consequences of World Tree's victory, Turing had already made a decision in his heart.

"I need the current strategic layout of the Yellow Dragon Fortress, the distribution of personnel and emergency plans, and send them all to me."

"I can't get the contingency plan, I can find a way for others..." Wu Zifei's voice was still faltering, as if she had gritted her teeth, "My uncle... Qianmian, don't kill him..."

"I'll wait until I break through the border defense." Turing hung up the phone indifferently, and when he was about to connect to the communication of the polyp, the other party took the initiative to call:
"Boss, our investigation unit shows that Huanglong Fortress seems to have shown it. Currently, three teams are carrying out investigation missions. The rattlesnake station..." "I know."

Turing interrupted the polyp: "I have detailed information here, and I will send it to you immediately. I want you to lead the demon army to attack the border city in the northwest of Huanglong Fortress, keep it in a combat state but don't break it, and wait for the rest." I order."

Hearing that Qianmian had already grasped the situation, Hydra was surprised at first, and then puzzled:

"Why? Now is a good opportunity to occupy the south in one fell swoop..."

"Follow my instructions, keep attacking but don't break through, and at the same time pay attention to retaining combat power, try to avoid battle damage, and execute immediately."

"This... yes, I understand."

Although he didn't understand why Qian Mian was still so conservative until now, Hydra could only follow suit. At the same time, he was also very curious about how Qian Mian got the enemy's information.

"Could it be... that woman?!"

Is there a possibility that the accident in Huanglong Fortress should be done internally?

Hydra didn't have time to think more, because Turing had received all the combat information, and he immediately contacted his frontline subordinates to prepare for a surprise attack.

On the other side, the Gangka team, who had been in the northwest of Bangka for a long time, finally got some news that they considered extremely important, and quietly contacted Tushan in the east of Bangka through an extraterrestrial communication phone:
"Mr. Tushan, regarding Qianmian's identity...we have found a very critical piece of information."

"He... can change his appearance at will, so..."

"He should not be your son."

(End of this chapter)