Chapter 13 - Terror Points/Sub-Sons

Is that qiang? Zhu Biao thought, qiang in the interstellar era looks similar to the past......

Curiosity is curiosity, he didn't dare to take offense with his life, and quickly raised his hands to show that he was not threatening.

The five robots ignored him at all, and they held a silver-white metal gun with a foot-long scale, and carefully approached the metal cage step by step, like a beast in a cage that could escape at any moment.

Zhu Biao couldn't help but turn his head to look at it again, the officer was still standing in his old position behind the glass wall, his hands were clasped to his chest, but his expression was a little more relaxed than just now.

Zhu Biao didn't know what the "Terracotta Division" was, but he could guess that it should be a state violence organ similar to the police.

The police of the Terracotta Division advanced in the airport as if no one was there, all the passengers obediently lay on the ground and did not dare to move, and the staff next to the security gate also fell down at this time, and he and the officer were the only people standing.

At this time, Zhu Biao's heart instead gave rise to a newborn calf's arrogance that he was not afraid of tigers, perhaps because of the influence that the officer brought to him, he looked mighty, not like a bad guy, so he followed him to learn ...... It should be okay, right?

The officer noticed his gaze, lowered his head, and the two looked at each other again, Zhu Biao grinned stupidly, and the officer frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth, and returned him with a meaningful smile.

This was their last exchange, and the policeman led by the Terracotta Division dragged Zhu Biao away, and then took a step forward, and the five people stood against the four outer walls of the metal block, gesturing upward.

There was another rumbling sound, and the entire floor under their feet left the ground, holding the metal cage and the people inside to rise, and Zhu Biao only saw the thruster spray white smoke, like a rapidly expanding cloud, and it didn't take long to cut off all prying eyes.

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When the clouds clear, you can only see the translucent dome of the departure hall when you look up, and the stars are shining in the night sky, so it is a quiet and comfortable night.

The sirens stopped, and one by one people got up, dusted off their dust, smoothed the wrinkles in their clothes, and talked happily to each other as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Biao is now the first in the front of the security team, and under the impatient urging of the staff, he walked through the security channel in a daze, passed through the three security gates, and paused on the inside of the third security gate, and couldn't help but stop and look back.

The officer was standing here when the alarm went off and the metal fell down...... What the hell happened, he always thought it had something to do with the officer, but why did he change his place from here to next to him? Several of the people in the queue were also put in cages, were they implicated? Where will the Terracotta Division take them?

"I'm scared to death," Guo Dalu also went through the security check, leaning over and saying with lingering palpitations, "I didn't expect that there were terrorists hiding on our ship!" It's been more than a month, but fortunately he didn't have a seizure on the ship. ”

Did the terrorists say that officer? Zhu Biao recalled the handsome face and defended him with his appearance: "No, how do you know that he is a terrorist?" “

Guo Dalu looked at him in surprise, "He didn't go through the guò security check, the highest level of alert, of course he is a terrorist." ”

So what? Zhu Biao didn't dare to ask more, and silently wrote down several phrases that needed to be queried on the Internet, such as "the highest level alarm" and "Terracotta Division".

The airport quickly returned to normal order, and there were still people coming and going on the ground without a floor, and everyone looked as usual, Zhu Biao couldn't help but admire the psychology of the people of the Ming Dynasty, who was worthy of being the strongest human being who had assimilated elves and orcs.

There was no Guo Dalu's uncle in the waiting crowd outside, Zhu Biao comforted him a few words, and the two teenagers walked out of the airport shoulder to shoulder, queuing up to take the bus with the flow of people.

Zhu Biao is the first time to take the Ming Dynasty's short-distance transportation, his home in the 11th district only has radio and no TV, just by the sound can not imagine the appearance of the hovercar, he always uses the bus before the crossing as a template, in the future it will be a long strip, but the actual see is a saucer.

Flying saucer! Zhu Biao became excited, forgot to fasten his seat belt after getting on the bus, and two straps popped up under the seat to buckle him firmly.

The hexagonal flying saucer spewed out white gas downward, slowly rising, rising from the ground to fifteen meters in mid-air, hovering for a moment, and flying out quickly with a "whoosh".

The speed was so fast that Zhu Biao didn't even want to see the scenery through the window, and he would feel dizzy when he looked at it more, so he had to shrink back and close his eyes to recuperate.

Guo Dalu next to him was silent, he should be nervous, Zhu Biao thought, if he was going to go to a relative he hadn't seen for more than ten years, he would be nervous and speechless.

The two of them were rarely quiet along the way, each thinking about their own thoughts, and they all fell asleep together, Zhu Biao fell asleep first, Guo Dalu moved forward, and also dozed off by him.

"Jingle bell—"

Zhu Biao was woken up by the arrival bell and kicked Guo Dalu, the two hurriedly unbuckled their seat belts, nodded embarrassedly in the condemning eyes of the whole car, you pushed me, and hurriedly ran out of the car.

As soon as he landed, the flying saucer behind him turned into a white shadow and disappeared into the night.

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It would take ten minutes to walk from the station to Guo Dalu's uncle's house, and the two teenagers cheered each other on, carrying their luggage and walking slowly along the street.

Zhu Biao kept looking left and right, this was also the first time he walked on the city streets of Daming, not much different from the twenty-first century city streets he was familiar with, the straight road was flanked by a forest, planted with some trees he knew or did not know, the leaves were falling, and the ground was covered with a layer of gold.

He took a deep breath and felt that the air was fresh, the natural environment of the capital was much better than that of the 11th arrondissement, and the cool night breeze blew on his face, and the water vapor was thick, and there was a comfortable and moisturizing feeling.

After a little further walking, you can faintly see the humble log cabin in the woods, but the roof has no chimney, but a huge pot lid like a satellite signal receiver, painted bright orange red, one by one, at first glance like orange-red mushrooms.

Guo Dalu stopped in front of one of the mushrooms, and next to a dark wooden shelf stood next to it, Zhu Biao looked up and saw a retro mechanical clock hanging from the top of the shelf.

23:16 standard time.