Bermuda Triangle, Idasha Underground Fortress City, General Control Room.

The grim-looking German man sat in the center of the hall, his fingers flying over the firewall that had detected Idasa's recent recent, and the gloom in his brow deepened. For a moment in the silence of the space was only the crackling sound of the keyboard, each of which struck people's hearts with a bit of a nervous rhythm.

It was only after a long time that Scott relieved his work, his fingers trembling slightly from the continuous operation for five hours, but compared to the fatigue of his body, his heart seemed to be dripping in cold water, and the cold reached the deepest point.

"They were eyeing us a week ago." Scott rubbed his eyebrows and said succinctly, "There is no genius hacker in the world who can compare to it...... Probably only 'marshal'. ”

"Could it be the 'marshal' himself?" The researcher, who had experienced the destruction of Andros, asked, and he felt trembling when he thought about the ability of the 'marshal' back then, "Only the 'marshal' can do it so silently." ”

Silently probing, hibernating, infiltrating, silently stealing the information belonging to the T-virus, even if they live in the most remote places, use the most inconspicuous satellites, and even transfer information through the information points of various countries, they cannot escape the eyes of the other party.

"Not a 'marshal.'" Scott said with certainty, not to mention that he knew who the "marshal" himself was, even if he didn't know the details of the "marshal", he wouldn't recognize the two people as the same, "It's completely different crime styles, if you ask an FBI member to make a criminal profile, the other party is a cautious and meticulous person." will carefully consider the steps and tools of the crime, and clean up the traces of the crime scene; And the 'marshal', prefer the saddling uàn martingale 2 (3) remote cup 囅嵘ㄎ disease!

When Scott said this, everyone's sense of identity arose.

Thinking that the "marshal" is afraid that the world will leave his name after every crime, this high-end hacker really doesn't have such a flamboyant style.

"If it's just a test and reconnaissance, forget it, but the other party's goal is to go straight to the T virus."

Scott instantly felt a headache, if he let Yun Mo's little ancestor know that they had lost the backup of the T-virus. That's a ...... It's possible for her to kill Idasa from Australia!

And they ...... Probably only the share of the beating remains!

"He seems to know exactly what he needs? But the T-virus, this one is too sensitive. Scott took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He frowned and ordered, "Without further ado, it's over if you drag it out any longer." Tell Sù Emil a few of them, and let Yun Mo return if necessary. ”

Because the other party's methods are too clever. So much so that no one in Aida was able to detect the input and flow direction of the number jù. It's like an invisible killer, hovering at the top of high technology, mocking their efforts and ...... with an absolute gesture Ignorance.

After this time, the location of Aida was also revealed.

It was really an unexpected crisis, he had always thought that the fortress of Idasha could support at least ten years, but unexpectedly, a year was also a luxury.

Now, Idasa, who is in a passive situation, can only wait for the other party to make a move. Because, Scott is no longer sure. Will the other party take any further action after stealing the information of the T virus?

In case, the other party betrays Aida to the surrounding countries, then, what awaits Aida will be an unprecedented battle. After all, no country wants to let go of the fat under their noses, and Idasa's "wealth" is enough for everyone to fight.

That's really ......

Scott no longer hesitated, and hurriedly dug through the information to plan in detail the offensive and defensive and battlefield deployment around Idasa, thinking that he was a researcher who had to be a part-time operator and a guest military advisor, which was a kind of heartstopper.

But does he have a choice?

Yun Mo's ancestor, when the fire overturned Idasha, they had no place to live, after all, the owner of Idasha's land was Yun Mo, and they were just temporary residents.

……

Kyrgyzstan, interior area of the Bishkek fortress, second study room.

"It's this dose, starting with a 5% concentration of virus liquid. First dilute the zombie black blood, and then separate it with a semi-permeable membrane. The researchers strictly followed the instructions of the materials, and as members of the project of first exposure to the T-virus, they were jerky in every way.

However, even if they are jerky, they can't resist their enthusiasm for T-virus research.

This kind of information, which is unique in time, actually came from the family of a doctor in Uzbekistan, and they couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the thought that the mutant worms raised by "Zel" had defeated the Uzbek army.

What's even more surprising is that "Zell" brought back this precious T-virus material for them.

Young, strong, powerful, beautiful, immortal...... This is the interpretation given to human beings by the T virus, and it caught the attention of the superiors in an instant.

As a result, the old faction, which was still quite complaining about the establishment of the real yàn room, completely changed its tune, and instead supported "Zeer" to run the real yàn room well, giving enough support.

But at this time, the "Zell" table was not happy.

He sternly pointed out the instability of the T virus, which can even be like the blood of his "Alien", but the slightest carelessness will cause a large area of corpses.

However, the superiors did not listen, but "forcefully suppressed" the remarks of "Zell", and as a foreigner, "Zel" also reluctantly bowed his head under the power, and began to obediently work for the privileged class.

The superiors are proud that they have mastered "Zell", and "Zell" really laughs at the stupidity of humans.

The materials he stole from Idasa, put them into the Uzbek medium with his own hands, and some of the information he personally transmitted to the top brass were naturally revised one after another.

But the temptation of "immortality" blinded them, and they made the real room bigger without doing anything, and took away all the titles of "wicked", which was really unexpectedly stupid.

But what does this have to do with him, others are happy to carry the black pot, and he can naturally be a "saint" in peace. When the time comes, the scandal of the corpse will be borne by the superiors, but the successful performance will be inflicted on itself, why not?

After all, the growth of the real yàn room, the convenient person will only be himself.

"For children over five years old and under ten years old, start with an injection of 1% concentration." The researcher softly comforted the child who was about to perform the practice, but unequivocally pushed the needle into the child's body!

The tempered cuffs imprisoned the child's hands and feet, and a quarter of the liquid was pushed into the blood vessels, and the researcher withdrew from the test tube with a blank face, quietly waiting for the child's mutation.

Outside the tempered glass not far away, "Zell" watched indifferently as the child's arm turned purple with green tendons, and the flesh wriggled under the cortex, pushing the unknown object towards the heart little by little with the blood.

The young child was still spasming, convulsing, screaming and crying in pain, but the researcher only skilfully removed his jaw so that he didn't have a chance to bite the base of his tongue.

"Zell" lowered his eyes, and when he looked up again, his face was already full of anxiety and anger, he stretched out his hand and gently pressed it against the glass, and in the next second, the tempered glass eroded away like water, and there was no trace of it.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, "Zeer" jumped into the real yàn room, pulled open the ring with one hand and picked up the child who kept spasming, and said to everyone with an ugly face: "In the future, don't make the child a real yàn." ”

He took the child away like this, leaving a back for everyone.

The researchers continued the work at hand with no surprise, they knew very well Mr. Si's temperament, gentle people don't like to see real body pain, and often take people away to "treat" when the other party is almost defeated, and it is precisely because of Mr. Si's backing that the researcher's courage has become more and more emboldened.

Anyway, people can't die, can they? It's just a different way to live.

As a result, the researcher is more presumptuous in his actions towards civilians, and his superiors are more indulgent in the behavior of the real yàn room, and the civilians, because of "Zel", trust this real yàn who makes people stronger more.

The vicious circle is endless, but human beings are immersed in the dream of "immortality" and do not want to wake up.

"Zel" took the child and placed the half-corpse child in the first real room.

This real yàn room has become the private repository of "Zel", with one hundred and eighty compartments and huge petri dishes, and countless high-end instruments of all kinds.

He fed the blood to the child with his fingers open, then tossed him into a room labeled "82" and left him to fend for himself.

His precious treasures are nurtured here, each one of which is a strong finished product. He paced steadily to the door of room one, and through the glass barrier, quietly watched the little girl crouching in the corner.

This is an ordinary orphan in Kyrgyzstan, but she has an unusually strong ice ability, and it would be too wasteful to be an anomaly, so before she could grow up, "Zell" tapped into her ability and turned her into a half-zombie, half-human physique.

Sure enough, he is a tough human race, and even if he devours his blood, he can maintain the appearance of half of the human race.

The girl awkwardly raised her hand to comb the doll's golden hair, half angel, half demon, as if she felt familiar and surrendered to the breath of "Zel", she numbly raised her face to look out the window, and then staggered to "Zel" and stretched out her hands, as if to hug her "king".

The communication between the zombies was very secretive, and the girl finally snarled low at "Zell", and crouched back in the corner in disappointment, ignoring no more.

"Zell" left the place and stepped into a separate operation room, where he looked at the "Andelos" information from his computer with a blank face, frowning and pondering the incomplete vacancy.

[In 2012, Andros gave birth to the first "Ultimate Biochemical Weapon"...... GenderFemale, Asian ancestry, high saturation of viral fusion ......]

Just a few words, nothing else, it seems that the sense of existence has been deliberately erased, so that "Zeer" instantly fell into his heart. (To be continued......)

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