"A bullet ignites the anger of a nation. The burning demons of the pen and the fun and the pavilion devour the brains of the sages www.biquge.info, and the end has come. The ashes of the grass nourished Gaia, and her children were colorless offspring. -- "The Textbook of the Troubled Years"

Jerusalem in 2058

Two years ago

Reserve Patrick Flo

"Wake up, Patrick, it's too late to go to bed. ”

Patrick opened his eyes and saw the yellow-haired girl gently shaking herself. Looking out the window, the sun had just risen.

Is today an important day?

"Get up, get up!"

You're not still wearing your pajamas yourself. Patrick muttered to himself and jumped off the top bunk.

"Ah, wait, I'll change my clothes first. Audrey went into the bathroom, leaving Patrick helpless to sit at her desk.

"Audrey, what the hell is going on today?" asked Patrick, fiddling with an antique Nagant revolver.

"You forgot?" said Audrey, slightly surprised, "today is the day of the routine inspection." ”

Inspection. They sound like commodities rather than people, but at least Patrick remembered that they needed to hurry to the testing site.

Or not?, Patrick recalled. Three days earlier, he had overheard General Ramias discussing a plan with a scientist.

Oh, they've probably talked about it a lot of times.

"Your Excellency, have you decided that you want to carry out your plan?"

"Let me know when you're ready," Ramias said, "we've been delaying long enough. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. ”

"That being said, we're going to ask the kids for permission first, we're not thugs or arms dealers who make killing machines. ”

"Understood, Your Excellency. ”

When General Ramias speaks of children, he doesn't have to think to refer to Patrick and Audrey. Patrick cared about what he was talking about, how dangerous it was, and what he could get out of it.

Considering that after eight years of hard work, it was finally time to settle, and Patrick felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

By the time they arrived at the test site, General Ramias had arrived, and he was accompanied by Carlyle and Montreal - Patrick's impression of them was only names.

"You've arrived. Ramia greeted them with a smile, the general had treated them like fathers all these years, "Patrick, Audrey, show our two friends the results. ”

"Wait a minute, sir," Patrick asked, raising his hand, "is this routine test important?"

"Your senses have always been sensitive, Patrick," Ramias blinked, "I'm sure you can understand without much explanation, you must have heard of it." ”

Sure enough, it had something to do with the conversation I heard earlier. He didn't know what kind of trick Ramias was up to, and he didn't say anything about it, but his hint was clearly something that Patrick understood.

Patrick nodded and didn't ask again.

"Well, is anyone else having questions?...... If not, let's get started. Audrey, you come first. ”

"Yes!"

Audrey walked into the testing arena and picked up the gear from the table at the starting point. About thirty seconds after the start of the timer, Audrey finished the test.

Strong teammates are first and foremost formidable opponents. Patrick remembered the crooked words on a child's doodle-like booklet.

"Very good! qualities of a good shooter. Now you can rest, Audrey. ”

Audrey's eyes lit up as she sat on a bench beside her.

"It's your turn, Patrick, do your best, you know. ”

Patrick slid down from the stands, opened the door to the test site and walked in. He picked up an MP5K submachine gun from the table and inserted an M9 pistol into its holster. After checking his equipment, Patrick made his way to the starting point. What he's most worried about now is his robotic arm, and he's really afraid that something will go wrong in the middle of the way.

"Get ready and get started. Ramias's voice was heard through loudspeakers throughout the test site.

Patrick made a strong effort and rushed to the first target point, and the three targets stood up. He quickly stabilized behind the bunker and raised his gun to knock out the two moving targets on the simulated building directly opposite, which were on the first and second floors, moving out from behind the wall and hiding in again. Patrick then flipped over cover and knocked out the target that was not moving in front of him.

"Good. Now go upstairs. ”

Patrick crossed the street, tied a rope, and climbed himself to the top of the building, where three targets stood up in an instant. He used his inertia to swing down the rope and roll around on the ground, knocking out his targets one by one from right to left. Compared to the previously moving targets, these three are obviously much easier.

Crashing through the doorway of the stairs, Patrick runs down the stairs two floors, into the middle room, and to the second target. As soon as I entered the door, a rope with a watermelon tied to the end was thrown off. He smashed the watermelon with his fist and continued to rush forward at full speed.

At the end of the room are broken walls, and beyond that are canopies, a type of architecture that is common in the Middle East such as Afghanistan. Patrick jumped through the hole and slid down the canopy to the ground. At three o'clock, three moving targets were erected and moved behind the pre-set cover.

Patrick used the MP5K to solve the target behind the two dirt walls, and then quickly pulled out the M9 in the holster and knocked out the target behind the car.

After tackling the final target, Patrick crossed the finish line at full speed.

"Audrey, 31.4 seconds, Patrick, 33.6 seconds," Ramias read their results, "you're all very good, kids. Alright, let's hurry up to the next test. ”

"Yes!"

Ramias took two steps before suddenly stopping, his right index finger resting on the communicator.

Here it comes.

"Ready?" Lamias, glancing back at Patrick and Audrey, "Alright, I'll bring them here." ”

"Is something wrong?" General?"

"It's nothing, it's just that your next test is canceled. You're going to a place, come with me. ”

They took the elevator to the underground, left the military base in an infantry vehicle and drove around the city. The general, who usually keeps a low profile, also assigned two squads to serve as escorts today, and he has always emphasized in the communicator that the base will be thoroughly inspected to rule out the possibility of spy invasion.

They don't know what they've become. Secret? maybe.

Patrick didn't know how to think anymore.

They stopped, and the car was no different from anything else. It looks normal, it's just that there are no other cars around, nothing.

Hospital. Patrick looked up and saw that it was the hospital. The sun was shining directly on his face, and he had to squint. It's as if the spotlight is shining on you, suddenly exposing you from the shadows to the center of the stage.

The world was watching him. Patrick had a strong feeling that it wasn't the whole world, but the world, and the world was watching him.

The entire hospital was empty. The light is good, it doesn't feel eerie, but the footsteps echo in the hallway, illusory and unreal.

Go straight to the fourth floor, in front of the operating room. The door opened, there were two rooms in total, and the equipment was ready. They stopped outside, facing each other.

"A second time for you, Patrick," Ramias said, gesturing to the well-made equipment in the operating room, "that's what I'm talking about dangerously." You have to pay a huge price for you to have a chance of getting it. ”

"I know," Patrick nodded, "I've been waiting for this moment. ”

"Really, even if you don't have it, you're one of the best fighters in the Alliance, and you don't have to take that risk. ”

Patrick stared at the hideous device.

"It's not enough. Patrick shook his head, "Even the best isn't enough, I need better, better, better ......"

Ramias patted him on the shoulder and smiled at him.

"Come in, boy," he said, "it's your choice." ”

Patrick lay down in the cold-backed chair, the piece supporting his spine hollowed out in the middle. His limbs were mechanically fastened to a chair, and then his body gradually erected, dangling in the air at an almost eighty-degree angle to the ground.

It's white all around. Specialist in a white coat.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, doctor. ”

"Then, start anesthetizing the recipient and make sure he is deeply asleep. ”

Something was stripped from the body. Since then, he has been missing something.

……

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Patrick......

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The world is watching you......

Patrick......

The world is watching you, Patrick Flo......

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Light, shadow, light, shadow......

Patrick......

……

"I need a full report, doctor. ”

"I'll bring it later. Let me now give you a brief description of their situation. ”

"Please. ”

"As with the pre-surgery evaluation, there is a rejection time of about one second when the device is inserted into the recipient's body. During this time, the body reacts with rejection of the device, and the bidirectional effect of the collapsed particles is not balanced, and the strenuous activity instantly increases the load on the subject. The most serious thing is that the radiation bands released by the collapse fluid in the process completely disrupt the potential changes between neurons, interfere with the brain quantum bands, and feed back to the brain, thus causing damage to the cerebral cortex. ”

"And what about the two of them now?"

"They are in stable condition, not life-threatening, just ......"

"Just what?!"

"Recipient No. 1's language area is damaged, and she will not be able to organize her language like a normal person from now on. However, this did not have much of an impact on the battle. ”

"What about number two?"

"The situation on the second may be more serious......"

"Go on!"

"Yes. Under the influence of radiation, some of the nerve potentials in his cerebral cortex are in an 'absolutely static' state, and in layman's terms, these nerves go into a 'dormant' state. ”

"Hmph...... So what?"

"He had amnesia. ”