Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 786 "Bitter Trick"

The agreement was in duplicate, Abel kept one copy, and the other was put away by the middle-aged man.

"By the way, you should have seen it. It is mentioned in the agreement that you need to provide 'all' information related to the new type of reformed person. Since you have signed it, then you should have no objection to this article, right? ?”

Hearing what the other party said, Abel immediately became vigilant, and looked down at the agreement in his hand. There was indeed such a clause in the agreement.

He read the agreement again, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't find any hidden traps between the lines.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Remember 'Test Subject No. [-]'? That super-evolved person, as the initial sample and material for a new type of reformed person, we need tissue samples from 'Test Subject No. [-]'. This... should be included in the agreement, right?" ?”

"What?!" Abel was taken aback. He didn't expect that the other party was a drunkard who seemed to want the data of a new type of modified human, but the real plot was that "Test Subject No. [-]"!
If what the other party wants is only a new type of cyborg, even without the data in the tablet, Abel can still copy a production line of a new type of cyborg. Alternatives to...

However, the "No. [-] test body" they wanted was transported away by the council after the Abel team completed the data sampling. Even the data related to the No. [-] test body was sealed as a high-level secret stand up.

Although Abel could still recall those data, he would never be able to get the tissue samples of the No. [-] test subject.

In fact, there is not much direct connection between the new-type cyborg and the No. [-] test body. The No. [-] test body just gave Abel an inspiration and an idea. Things that have nothing to do with cattle and horses.

But obviously, these people will not listen to Abel's explanation.

"This... I may not be able to do this. The body of test subject No. [-] has been sealed up by the organization council, and ordinary people have no way of accessing it..." Abel observed the middle-aged man's face and said cautiously.

The other party did not show dissatisfaction, but still maintained the smile at the beginning, as if he had expected Abel to say this early in the morning.

"It doesn't matter, we will put you back, so that you will have a chance to get the tissue sample of Subject No. [-]." The middle-aged man said.

"Let me go back?" Abel obviously didn't expect the other party to say such a thing, aren't they afraid...

"I know what you're thinking, don't worry, if you betray us, or keep finding excuses to delay, we will pass this agreement and the video footage of you signing the agreement to the organization, I think, by then... ..." The middle-aged man pointed to the top of his head while talking, and then Abel noticed that there was a hidden surveillance camera hidden in the cabin of the armored vehicle, which recorded the whole process just now.

"Wealth, status, and power on one side, and suspicion, investigation, or even imprisonment on the other side. How do I choose? Mr. Abel, you should know better than me."

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Two days later.

When the troops of the Consortium Alliance broke through a railway rebel position, they "coincidentally" rescued Abel who happened to be temporarily detained there, and Abel was immediately sent back to the organization's headquarters.

Although the railway rebels often slaughter prisoners, it does not mean that they will kill all captured prisoners immediately. The construction of position fortifications requires enough labor, and soldiers who have been stuck in the trenches for a long time also need objects to vent their physiological needs .

Basically all the female captives were used as military police, and some young men with handsome looks and fair skin did not escape this fate.

This is a bitter plan, but for Abel, it is completely forced——

In order to reduce the loopholes as much as possible and prevent the organization and consortium from becoming suspicious, these three days when they were regarded as "captives" were undoubtedly the darkest three days in Abel's life.

Abel is not a virgin. On the contrary, the number of women he has slept with may be two or three hundred in total... However, he has never been given that by a man.

Before he could react, those men in black brought him here, and then he heard the men in black say something to the soldiers of the rebel army——

"Play as you please, but be careful, you can't play to death—"

Afterwards, he tasted what it was like to have the back door open...

Just when Abel felt that he was about to die, the alliance troops finally broke through the position and successfully rescued the miserable Abel.

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Union headquarters.

Abel was lying on a soft mattress, and a piece of cotton wool was stuffed in the chrysanthemum. Although the injuries on his body had been properly treated and the filth had been scrubbed clean, Abel But he still hasn't recovered from that nightmare, his eyes staring blankly at the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling.

A young female executor was in charge of taking notes. She was wearing a tight-fitting black dress with the buttons unbuttoned low, revealing her deep career line. Holding a tablet in her arms, she sat quietly in the Asian Bob's bedside.

Six hours have passed, and Abel has not said a word to the organization's inquiries.

However, in this regard, both the investigation department in the organization and the parliament have surprisingly shown an understanding attitude-after all, it is not easy for a man with a normal orientation to recover after experiencing such a thing. easy thing.

The members of the parliament and the officials of the investigation department have already left, and only the female executor is left. In addition to writing down what Abel confessed at the first time, she also needs to take care of her and recuperate. Abel among them.

"Mr. Abel, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?" The executor asked softly after looking at the time.

"...Get out! Get out!" Finally, Abel no longer kept silent, but suddenly roared—fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the room was very good, and his roar did not disturb the guards outside the door. military police.

"You need to calm down. Let me pour you a glass of water. You haven't drunk water for more than ten hours." The executor said.

Abel's lips were indeed very dry, and blood was slowly oozing from the chapped place, but now he didn't feel thirsty at all, only endless anger and shame...

"No need! Get out! Get out!"

"Okay, I'll leave now, but..." the female executor said, and suddenly moved closer to Abel's face, and Abel could even smell the nice perfume on her body.

"The people over there asked me to send you a message. I hope you don't forget the agreement you signed. After the injury is healed, you have a month..."

　I am going to write a big orthographic on Abel's leg. . .Ah no, it should be miserable. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)