binary dead train

Chapter 93

The night wind howled and the rain poured down.

The rain that started in the afternoon and turned into a gloomy thunderstorm from the afternoon to the night, accompanied by strong winds, the entire main city of Yezhou and its surroundings seemed to be drenched thoroughly with a basin of water.

In this kind of weather, there must be traffic jams on the street, the road is filled with all kinds of noisy and irritable horns, pedestrians are in a hurry, and the side of the street is crowded with crowds sheltering from the rain.

Located at the fork of intercity traffic, the flat police car is parked on the side, next to the temporary entrance for special vehicles.On the other side of the lane, there was a heavy traffic flow, and various private cars and taxis moved slowly along with the investigation, mixed with the drivers' complaints and curses.

Bang! ! !
There was a muffled sound of suspension impact, and an off-road vehicle covered with composite bulletproof armor stopped at the entrance of the special vehicle. The rear-mounted external engine that faintly spewed flames in the rainy night attracted the attention of many traffic jam owners.

A police officer from Division Nine, who was wearing a heavy raincoat with an exoskeleton buttoned on his back, walked to the side of the car, raised his hand to grab a flashlight, and illuminated the rainy car windows.

"identity?"

"Colon Bull." The bald man sitting in front of him looked sideways at the police officer. He spoke calmly and smiled flatteringly, which did not match his slightly fierce appearance.

The police officer turned off the flashlight and tucked it under his armpit, took out the terminal wrapped in transparent plastic, and moved the police cap that blocked some light under the hood of the raincoat to the side of his head.

Then I clicked on the terminal, put away the things and waved behind me:

"Take the 408 ramp. Clear!"

The previous paragraph was addressed to the mercenaries.

The guard with a slightly serious expression, but gently slanted his guns opened the blockade.

The heavy off-road vehicle drove forward, slowly accelerated and disappeared into the rain.

On the other road, there was a lot of noise from the unbearably trafficked car owners, but they were all attracted by the off-road vehicle that had just undergone a radical change in appearance, and there was a burst of dialogue and discussion in the air.

Suddenly, a roaring explosion sounded slowly from a distance, a tall black locomotive with a dazzling red streamer screeched to the brakes before the special passageway was blocked, and a black metal boot splashed the rain and stomped on it. on the road.

Accompanied by the sudden ups and downs of the various drivers around, the faces of the police officers changed, and the armed guard next to him squeezed his rifle tightly.

The policeman who had questioned him looked solemn, subconsciously squeezed his pistol, and stepped on the rainwater to walk to Turing's side.

Why did the peripheral group even recruit reformers?

"identity?"

Turing grabbed the hood of the rubber raincoat and lifted it. The rainwater slowly flowed down the hard surface of the helmet. The electronic eyes moved to the lower part of the face to look at the policeman. A hazy red light was emitted from the swirling rain.

"Grey fox."

The police officer opened the white plastic-wrapped terminal again, adjusted the files on it, and checked repeatedly.

[Code Name: Gray Fox]

【Location: Big Bird Bar】

[Characteristics: The implants and weapons are vertebral tentacles. 】

[Mission location: No. 809 street in the eastern suburbs.The road surface is in good condition and the crowd has been evacuated. 】

Is this information too little?The police officer grinned, and didn't see any relevant images on it, but the identity verification that should be done still needs to be done.

"Hi Gray Fox, where is your weapon?"

The officer looked up at Turing.

Turing tilted his head.

Check all this?so strict?

The eight phantom limbs lifted the raincoat slightly, stretched out in front of the policeman, twisting silkily, and the latter's expression changed suddenly.

The gun-wielding guard on the other side instantly raised the gun in his hand, but pressed the muzzle of the gun.

"Identity confirmation. After passing this road, please take ramp No. 506. The eastern suburbs are currently unblocked, and you can go at full speed."

The policeman stepped back slightly to avoid the tentacles, then wiped what was sweat or rain on his face.Rigorously raising his hand, he raised a cloud of rainwater and spread it towards the blockade.

The mechanical switch was closed, and the blockade slowly opened with a flashing red light. The red dot on the face of Gray Fox's helmet turned around and returned to the policeman's face.

Facing the Tektronix, the police officer felt a slight heat on his back.

He is just an ordinary member of the Nine Divisions, not an executioner, and this is the first time he has personally dealt with reformers.

Mainly, he doesn't know what the other person is looking at... Does he have flowers on his face?
"That... is there anything else?"

Suddenly, a phantom limb rushed towards his face like lightning, and in his stunned gaze, he felt that the steel that blocked his vision pinched the police cap under the hood of his raincoat.

Then help him move slowly.

"Your hat is askew."

After speaking, Turing turned his gaze to the front of the blockade, waited until the blockage was fully opened and the red light was completely extinguished, then stepped on the accelerator, detonated a strong sound wave, and sprinted towards the rainstorm.

A group of police officers stood there dumbfounded, watching as the dark figure pierced into the rain.And the police officer with the crooked hat was even more stupid, and then slowly swallowed his saliva.

Are you so individual... I thank you...

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10 minutes later, suburban neighborhoods.

The roar of the black goat gradually weakened, Turing slowed down and stopped two blocks away.

He took off the raincoat and threw it on the black goat, allowing the heavy rain to flow through the gap between the exoskeleton and the helmet. The thick phantom limbs that spread out grabbed the wall of the house, and jumped up after a few moves.

After finding a suitable bird's-eye view point, the electronic eye locked on a factory building not far away, and then quickly zoomed in on Turing's field of vision like a high-powered camera.

Several crumbling blue advertising signs shone under the rain, and a flash of lightning exploded faintly at the bottom, which made Turing very unhappy to see.

"This house...is really dilapidated, it hasn't caught fire yet."

The broken advertising logo gave Turing's obsessive-compulsive disorder a faint illusion of breaking through the sky.

After a brief detection, the phantom limbs spit out swarms of mechanical bees along with the rain and dispersed, bringing the entire factory building under surveillance.

"The whole city is searching for such a big matter. Did the gangster not charge the phone bill or the internet bill? It doesn't look like they have received any news at all?"

Turing was a little puzzled, and controlled the mechanical bug to go around the factory building, and found some parked trucks, which were full of wooden boxes, but the mechanical bug couldn't open it to see what it was.

"It doesn't matter, the current situation of chemical fiber has nothing to do with me, and the final result of being targeted by the authorities will not be very good. First, look at the situation inside, and then decide whether to go in directly after a major power outage, or go in slowly. There may be cadres of 'Chemical Fiber' who don't know the information hidden inside, so it's better to be cautious."

As soon as the plan was sorted out in his mind, Turing noticed a faint yellow light coming from the sky.

It's rainy weather now, and the sky is filled with gloomy and cold tones. It's strange to have such a warm tone suddenly.

Turing turned his head and looked. In the distance in the suburbs, a series of connected signal towers exploded under a burst of flames. He didn't know what they were doing.

"Are there other people acting on my side? Or is there a targeted action within the Ninth Division?"

Turing lowered his head, the pattering rain dripped down along the shape of the helmet, he didn't pay much attention to the situation in other places, his thoughts sank into the mechanical bug.

Trying not to cause extra problems is the main purpose of his actions tonight, and he will leave after killing people.

A part of the mechanical bugs entered the workshop, flickering under the dim light.

With the images sent back, a very normal factory assembly line appeared in front of Turing.

Tracks, machine tools, and workers all look very ordinary.

"As a gang stronghold, there are too few people."

The mechanical bugs scattered inside the factory building, and soon found an iron gate leading to the underground, and controlled the mechanical bugs to get in when a gang member was going out.

An underground space appeared in front of Turing, with long tables full of flasks, and a large number of gangsters sitting on the tables, and a strong man with dreadlocks was standing in the most eye-catching place. position, with a tube-like implant on his body.

"Technology that has never been seen before."

The mechanical bug zoomed in, and Turing saw that the pipes were like muscles, rising and contracting with the movements of the man with dreadlocks, which made Turing feel fresh, who had never seen a similar design before.

"I want this thing."

After confirming that there were no enemies around the factory building or in the surrounding buildings, Turing jumped down from the bird's-eye view point. Before landing, the phantom limbs touched the wall one after another to slow down the force of the fall. The fully armed body landed gently on the ground. A light bang was drowned in the thunder.

"Listen up, everyone!"

The leader with dreadlocks, bulging his pipe muscles, and raising his fists high attracted the attention of all gangsters.

"Tonight is a moment of destiny. There is a very powerful reformer who will raid our stronghold. Get up and get ready!"

"Tonight is the last vote. As long as the last enemy is eliminated and the goods are sent to the bald eagle, everyone will get a fund of no less than 300 million bills and a new identity!"

"Whether you want to go to Banga, to Leyle, or to the Makukuni Continent, or the Mikton Federation!"

Is this mobilization before the war?
Standing outside the factory building washed by heavy rain, Turing was a little puzzled.

These people seem to know that I'm coming, squatting on me?

The electronic eye in the center of the gray fox's helmet turned, and Turing thought of the incident of stealing the Executioner's power furnace earlier, which involved many coincidental events. It was the internal leak of the Jiuke.

I always feel that there is a big hole in it...

Continuing to monitor the sound inside, Turing walked around the factory building and came to the external switch of the factory building, a control terminal locked in the switch box on the wall.

"Hey, you don't need to make such a big fuss."

Through the micro-communicator, the crow's voice came into the ears of Brother Dreadlocks.

"Grey Fox is just an ordinary cyborg. The last time the organization collected information on him was seven days ago. At that time, he didn't even have a long-range attack method. Your few 70MM cannons can smash him into a sieve. And I'm right next to you, don't make it so boring."

Crow scoffs at Dreadlocks' pre-war mobilization.

The man with dirty braids smiled: "Isn't this to give confidence to the subordinates... They haven't fought against the reformers..."

Brother Dirty Braid’s pre-war mobilization is still going on. As he pointed out, several dark and cold heavy-duty machine guns protruded from the dead corner of the factory building, and then boasted about the power of these machine guns. The gangsters below The members were excited when they heard the group, and felt that they were able to fight with the reformers and enjoy the glory and wealth.

Turing, who was turning on the switch, was taken aback.

Ok?You hid such a big killer in your old home?
Turing thought about it, and opened the switch to block it, and a molecular deciphering line came out from the back of his head.

Then you better hope your cannon is independently powered...

　Just one update tonight, I haven't slept well in the past two days, so I need to adjust my state.Normal update tomorrow~
　
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