Early in the morning, at a garbage dump in New York's upstate borderland, a homeless man wakes up from an abandoned sofa bed.

He heard a loud bang, followed by a rumbling tremor, as if something heavy was shaking underground.

The homeless man followed the movement and looked over, and saw that the exhaust pipe on the first floor of the office building of a garbage recycling station not far away suddenly exploded, and an exhaust fan flew out of it.

It looks like an ordinary exhaust fan, with only fan blades, and a petite mainspring attached to the center stator of the turbofan.

The turbofan rotates with great power, and the air flow it produces is enough to support itself to levitate and fly, which shows the strength of its rotational speed.

God knows how an exhaust fan without any power supply can have such a powerful source of energy.

Just as the homeless man looked extremely confused, the exhaust fan flew towards him, and it felt like a drone.

If it was scraped, the large blades that rotated at high speed would be enough to cut off his head.

"Ahh

The homeless man threw the sandwich away, staggered to the ground, and hurriedly crawled a few steps to get out of the way.

The exhaust fan ignored him and flew quickly but surely past the homeless man.

Then came a series of loud bangs.

The homeless man saw that the fan blades had cut through everything he passed, and a tall cedar tree was stirred up by it, and countless pieces of wood chips shot out.

"OMG ......" the homeless man crossed and followed the fan curiously.

At this moment, several people rushed out of the garbage recycling station behind them, and they chased after them with guns in hand.

"Da Da Da!"

While chasing, he also opened fire, shooting accurately at the fan blades.

The blades had been punched out of a few holes, but they were still spinning vigorously.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" the homeless man hurriedly lay on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

He silently looked at several heavily armed gun-wielding soldiers, wondering how there were special forces in this remote garbage station?

"Keep chasing! Immediately notify the Intelligence Department that β-250 has failed containment, and request support from nearby members. ”

"The goal is to move forward in the New York City area, and it will be in Leyden Park. ”

A fighter wearing a helmet and mask shouted as he pulled up the homeless man lying on the ground.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

The homeless man blinked, still not understanding the situation, but still said, "I'm fine, what is that? Who are you?"

The soldier wearing a mask took out a document and said: "Our identity involves national security and is directly responsible to the Pentagon, please cooperate with us to stand here and not move around." ”

The homeless man listened and nodded hurriedly, while looking at the exhaust fan in the distance.

I have to say that this blade rotates too strangely, and it can always automatically adjust the propulsion angle very subtly, up and down, leaving a wave trajectory to fly forward with a slight floating dust.

Of course he had seen drones, but the drones were unloaded to the point where only one propeller remained, and they couldn't fly.

In front of him, he only relied on the lone fan blades, and there were no ailerons to adjust the direction, but he could still fly so steadily, he still saw it again.

Is it equipped with an ultra-precise control program?

No, there is no torque, why is the fan facing down for a moment and facing forward for a while?

The homeless man was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to chase after him, so he had to stand still and wait.

The fighters next to him were constantly in contact with the pursuers and carefully described the current situation to another department that did not know what it was.

From time to time, various homeless words burst out of his mouth, such as 'the driver has fought back', 'our exhaust fan is too good', and 'I hope to get support from the local police'.

After about ten minutes, the warrior's face changed and he exclaimed: "The first attempt failed, the 250 was not caught, it possessed a new object first......"

"It's not good, it's a tree. ”

The warrior said as he chased after the homeless man.

When they entered Leiden Park, they saw that the brothers were firing wildly at a tree.

Bullets are poured like money at the point where the tree joins the clockwork.

However, after a dozen turns, the clockwork stopped, and the tree roared and rose from the ground.

Its roots reach out of the earth, turning the soil and supporting its body.

The tree stood up, it was a ten-meter-tall cedar tree, and at this moment, counting the roots, it was more than twenty meters tall on the surface.

"Ahh

Not only him, but there were other passers-by in the park, who had run away in fear when they saw the gang shoot before.

At this moment, when I saw the big tree climb out of the ground by itself, I screamed even more.

"Stop! everyone gather behind me and do it at once!" shouted the masked warrior.

When the citizens saw this group of people holding heavy weapons, they naturally raised their hands obediently and stood behind him in fear.

"OMG, what is this?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Who are you?"

The passer-by asked in a gossipy manner, but the other party only flashed the Pentagon's ID and replied: "After that, I will answer you uniformly, now for your own safety, please do not leave three meters around me." ”

The people nodded, and they saw the tree spirit moving with its roots, wielding its branches and whipping the warriors who shot at it.

Some fighters couldn't hide in time, and were directly pulled out, making the sound of broken bones.

Fortunately, the dryads were just fighting back, and they didn't deliberately go to kill them all.

After knocking over four people in a row, the tree spirit flipped its roots and crawled towards the outside of the park.

The giant tree spirit walked to the edge of the park, and more and more people on the road saw the behemoth, which couldn't help but cause a traffic jam.

The soldiers were helpless, and in order to prevent the tree spirits from climbing onto the road, they threw powerful incendiary bombs and burned the big tree.

I saw that the clockwork attached to the tree finally fell off, but then it flew automatically to a truck.

A warrior scrambled after a palm-sized clockwork toy monkey.

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late, and the clockwork was inserted into the front end of the truck and twisted automatically.

"Get out of the car!"

"Hurry!"

"Get out of here!"

The soldier shouted as he threw himself in front of the window.

The driver seemed frightened and sat inside.

The fighter smashed the glass with the butt of a rifle, pulled out a knife and cut the seat belt, and dragged the driver out.

At this point, the clockwork stops turning.

The truck, which had already stopped and was stuck in the road, seemed to have a great momentum, and it started with a bang, and it accelerated straight and collided with it, regardless of whether there were other vehicles in front of it.

"Boom!"

The sedan in front was knocked away, and the soldier lying on the window was shaken away.

Fortunately, he is in good physical condition, but his head is broken.

Although he was fine, there were still many people in the vehicle in front of him who did not get out of the car.

Seeing that a passer-by was about to be hit and killed, suddenly another person rushed over and pushed the passer-by aside, and at the same time, a piece of black iron in his hand quickly opened, turning into a shield and crashing into the truck.

"Bang!"

The person who came was knocked into the air with a shield, and his body hit the car behind him, knocking the frame into a dent.

"So horizontal?" the person who came was Mo Qian.

The truck continued to rampage, and Mo Qian jumped high, only to see the empty car under his feet directly knocked into the air and rolled in the air for two and a half weeks.

"A clockwork can drive any object so that it maintains the maximum power possible. Gou Ye appeared immediately, and as he spoke, he slammed his shoulder into the truck from the side.

Gou Ye's strength is much weaker than Mo's, and when he hit the side, half of the truck directly sank.

Juli almost overturned the truck, causing it to deflect, crash through the railing, and crash into Layden Park on the side.

The park is very open, not as crowded as the road, and there are not so many passers-by who are affected.

"Click......

Gou Ye fell on the top of the high-speed truck, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Mo Qian also jumping up, and he was still carrying the peripheral security officer who had saved people before.

The security officer gasped and said, "The most dangerous thing about clockwork is that it doesn't move by itself, it forcibly drives the target, making it highly mobile. ”

Gou Ye said: "Just take it off and replace it with an ordinary clockwork toy." ”

A mainspring that theoretically drives everything. But the reason why this thing is beta and not alpha is that it has a certain level of self-awareness.

When detached from a driver, it will actively attach itself to the next.

If it is a human being, then it is controllable, which is equivalent to providing human beings with energy that cannot be used up for a certain period of time.

If it is a creature that has no intelligence, or is simply a dead thing, or even something that is incapacitated, it moves on its own, often rampage, and is quite chaotic.

Twist the winding tree, and the tree will run from the ground directly as if it had become a spirit.

Many of these things, which are not supposed to move, are given the ability to move like life by the clockwork.

The only thing that is driven by a clockwork and moves honestly according to mechanical principles is a clockwork toy.

In other words, a mechanical object that needs to be wound in the first place.

When a universal spring is attached to such a thing, it follows the mechanics of the clockwork as it should, without the effect of giving life to a dead thing.

So that's exactly how it's contained, twenty-four hours a day, with it attached to a clockwork-type toy.

One turn is to maintain the momentum for a minute, calculate the time, and when it is out of target, and before it has time to possess the next one, the D-class personnel standing by the side will give it a new wind-up toy.

So repeatedly, so that it is always on a wind-up toy that only silly 'clapps' and 'shakes'.

"How did it happen?" said Mo Qiao.

The peripheral personnel sighed: "It should be the mistake of the D-class personnel who did not let it possess the designated clockwork toy in time, and as a result, it crashed into the room, chose the exhaust fan of the base, and escaped." ”

When the clockwork is not yet possessed, and is alone in search of the next driver, the flight power can be infinite.

Now that I think about it, the previous containment chamber has been destroyed.

Mo Qian patted the peripheral shoulder and said, "Forget it, mistakes are inevitable, just control the situation in time." ”

"There are too many witnesses, you immediately control all the witnesses and prepare to wash the floor. You Xin, Chris, you go and help, don't get away with one. ”

"In addition, a temporary containment room was prepared at the police station, and after Gou Ye and I received the clockwork, we first placed it in the police station. ”

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