Chapter 1017: Experiment (Happy National Day to all book friends)

It has been a year since Fang Yuanshan forcibly broke into "Area 51", and in view of the fact that some people can evade the security defense here, after urgent discussion, all the experimental projects in Area 51 have been evacuated here, leaving only an empty shelf. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the junction of "Idaho" and "Wyoming" is "Yellowstone" Park, which is also home to large mountain ranges. And unlike Nevada, the whole is exposed to satellite surveillance. With the help of the cover of the forest. A real hideaway has been conjured up here~

The speed of the United States is very fast, after the accident in Nevada, with the special approval of the president, at an astonishing speed, in this mountain range referred to as a large underground space, next to Yellowstone Park "Red Blind Court" has also become a military restricted area.

"Has B-F0219 been tested today?"

"Not yet, but compared to yesterday, he is in much better shape today, and his body functions are normalizing. ”

Dozens of researchers in white coats were discussing, and next to them was a disemboweled corpse, and ordinary people would have to faint in fright.

These people did not feel any discomfort, their mouths were talking, their hands were not idle, and they kept poking and poking at the dissected corpse with a surgical stick.

On a closer look, the internal organs of the corpse are very terrifying, and the ventricles, atrium, and cardiovascular vessels inside are abnormally large, as if they have been soaked in water for many days, and they look a little swollen.

A man who looked very tall put on rubber gloves and reached for the corpse's chest. After pinching his heart twice, he pulled it hard.

"Poof~"

Like the sound of a bubble bursting, the thick heart was dragged down from the corpse by the man, walked to a device, and after clamping the two clips, something incredible happened, and the heart trembled slightly.

The man stopped what he was doing, untied his gloves and mask, and endured the unpleasant smell in the air: "Have you seen it, their vitality is still quite strong." The above is unhappy with our research and thinks that we are wasting taxpayer money, and although I am reluctant to admit it, the reality tells me that we are indeed making too slow progress. ”

After listening to the man's words, the group of researchers didn't know how to answer, so they could only listen to him quietly.

"I know what you're thinking, you want to be perfect, you want to be free of any after-effects. But the above did not think so, especially the defection of the 17th, which showed them our cowardice and incompetence. So what I'm going to say today is, put away your perfection, everything is aimed at mass production, can you understand what I mean?"

One of the onlookers was puzzled: "Beck, you know better than us about the current situation, we are only one step away." It would be a great invention if they could fit the biochip perfectly into their brains. ”

"This last step took us almost five years, and we can't wait. There is no need for perfection now, I just want you to complete the task in the fastest possible time. ”

"Okay Baker, listen to you~"

When the conversation was over, the sprawling underground laboratory began to operate at high speed.

"Loaded with biochemical enzymes... ”

"The water flow agent washes ... ”

"Put in the chip ... ”

The clones that Fang Yuanshan had seen before were being produced in an assembly line manner. The embryos, which were still in the vessel, were artificially cultivated, and were growing at an astonishing rate, even "made" at a rate of one adult every ten minutes.

This kind of thing sounds like a fantasy, and it is simply appalling to say that people can "produce" like commodities. But Area 51, with its terrifying science and technology, is telling the world that all this is a reality.

Fang Yuanshan missed a lot of things, including the "alien" specimens that he had a little underestimated. These specimens are not useless, but they are of great use, but he does not know it.

In the other areas of this underground base, experiments are also being carried out, but this side looks incredible.

Dozens of "people" with labels on their foreheads stood in a long line in the dust-free laboratory. In this huge laboratory, although there are also experimenters in white coats, the laboratory is not equipped with test equipment, but all kinds of fitness and exercise equipment.

These equipment were exactly what Fang Yuanshan had seen before, but now they had been moved here.

“kl39703~”

Hearing the shouts of the people inside, one of the "people" at the front of the line walked forward, and one of the test personnel carried a firearm in his hand, and when this "person" came over, he raised the gun and shot it at the chest of this "person".

"Bang~"

A loud noise echoed through the empty room, and the "man" who had been hit retreated again and again, and only stopped after five or six steps of retreat.

At this time, look at his chest again, the upper skin is open, and the abdominal muscles are torn apart by the huge force of the bullet. But what is frightening is that this "man" does not have any painful look on his face, and there is no blood coming out of his abdomen.

The tester who had fired the gun stepped forward and closed "his" abdominal muscles with his hands, and the shocking scene reappeared, his muscles became intact after squirming for a while, like memory metal.

The thirty-five- or sixteen-year-old experimenter said to a group of visitors behind him: "This is a genetic method that we have developed. Unlike humans, who are composed of carbon-based compounds, the dozens of substances in those specimens are very peculiar and in order that completely defies the laws of nature. ”

The man at the front of the crowd was none other than Billy, the head of District 51. Today he wore a black suit, his hair was meticulously combed, and his leather shoes were shinier than the plastic floor on the ground.

After listening to the experimenter's words, he turned to the person behind him: "Gentlemen, you have also seen it, it's not that we don't have research results, it's just that we haven't published them for some special reasons. ”

The group of old men standing behind Billy were frightened by the scene just now, and the smiles on their faces seemed a little far-fetched.

These old men are not members of Congress, not governors, not heads of departments, they are at the helm of several super-corporations in the United States, the ones who really dominate the country.

The relocation of District 51, the first thing about such a large project is that it needs money, or a large amount of money. U.S. military spending, as well as spending on various departments, must be approved by Congress. But with the character of those people, it is necessary to know the specific reasons, and the last resort can only let these people pay.

These old men are quite "sensible", and after knowing where they spend their money, they are very happy to pay. But there is only one request, and that is to come and see the results of their experiments.

Here we have to mention the Federal Reserve. A lot of people say that the Fed is not American, but private. That's true, but it's not entirely true. Many people have seen currency wars, and the Rothschilds have been mentioned repeatedly in it. It is even inconceivable that if a person in the financial industry has never heard of the name "Rothschild", it is as incredible as a soldier who does not know Napoleon and a person who studies physics does not know Einstein.

There are even conspiracy theories that the Federal Reserve was opened by their family, and that Presidents Lincoln and Kennedy were also hung up because of their struggle with their family.

I don't want to discuss whether the above views are true or false, but the Fed has developed to this day, and it is certainly not one person who has the final say.

The current Federal Reserve is developing in the form of a member shareholder system, and the members are the major banks in the United States. For example, the First Bank of the Nation, the National Citizens Bank, the Texas Capital Bank, the Central South Wells Fargo Bank, the Goldman Sachs Bank, and so on.

As we all know, banks in the United States are private, and the shareholder members of the Federal Reserve are the owners of those private banks. So from this point of view, it's right to say that the Fed is private.

It is for this reason that when the U.S. government did not have the money to relocate Area 51, it did not want to ask for money through Congress, so it had to ask the shareholders of the Federal Reserve for money.

These old men are all representatives of the major American conglomerates, and their interests are tied to the United States, and the interests of the United States are damaged, and conversely, their interests are damaged.

Anne dug up a piece of meat for these consortium bosses through the "aircraft carrier incident" last year, which made them very angry, and at the same time felt that the United States had met an adversary. When the U.S. government begged for their heads, they didn't even hesitate at all, and took out the money very happily.

These old men who deal with finance all day long are really dumbfounded when they see that guns can't kill "people", and their muscles can still "grow".

A short, stocky old man with a big back walked up and took the gun from the experimenter's hand, unloaded the bullet inside, looked at it, and after making sure that there was no problem, he shot at a load-bearing pillar in the distance.

With a loud bang, a spark burst out from the iron pillar, and a large piece of milky white paint on the surface also fell off, revealing the dents inside after being hit by bullets.

The old man was obviously pleased with the power of the bullet, nodded repeatedly, turned back to Billy and asked, "Can I shoot?"

"Of course, they're just for you~"

Hearing this, the old man smiled happily, and his eyes were only slitted with a smile.

"Pong. Table tennis. Table tennis... ”

Four or five shots in a row all hit the clone's chest, and due to the sheer force, a lot of flesh foam fell to the floor.

When the faint smoke cleared, a group of people looked towards the clone, "he" was crouching on the ground picking up the broken arm...

(To be continued.) )