I thought about countless possibilities, what would happen behind this door that interfered with my ability to detect and inability to sense life signals and emotions: countless Yuri's troops, corpses strewn all over the ground, Yuri himself, Brandt in a daze...... Or nothing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even if there was nothing, it was something I expected. The supercomputer host at Yuri Technology Facility has always used the human brain, with the brain as its core, which is known as "the most complex organ in the world" and "contains unlimited potential". Since humans have such great potential, I wouldn't be surprised if the lunar telekinesis didn't need human supervision and relied entirely on its operation. Then I realized that it shouldn't be realistic. Excluding the possibility of the brain's boasting, artificial intelligence should not be strong enough not to be managed by humans, otherwise many high-ranking coalition forces have heard of the "Colwolf incident".

But the situation far exceeded expectations. Yes, there are corpses, and the machines in this large room are stacked more densely than the circuit elements on the integrated circuit boards of the new German supercomputers. What I saw a few years ago is a ring, about ten meters wide. Each location against the wall has a different computer and its interface. There are also wide windows on the walls that allow you to see the vast surface of the moon. Although we all know that it is harder to find a flat field the size of a football field on the moon than to find a truth in a second-rate gossip magazine in the United States, the undulating hills of the moon are inconspicuous when viewed from above. As with other Yuri facilities, the main color here is dark purple, and the fluorescent lamps that illuminate it seem to be as bright as if there is no electricity. "Is this the top floor of the Lunar Mind Control Center?" Daxia frowned and said, "But where is the turret?" And it's a little bit different from the one in London......"

"I remember...... It's completely different. I nodded and replied. As the only normal human who has been in and out of the mind control switchboard alive (Daxia is also one, but she didn't enter and leave the London mind control switchboard on her own, she was captured) After returning from London, I was repeatedly interrogated more than a dozen times by scientists led by the political commissar about the "internal structure of the mind control switchboard", so I still remember this vividly. But that time I went to the bottom of the mind control switchboard, and before starting, the switchboard exposed the bottom layer, and the bottom layer slowly rose to the top; Obviously, the design is not quite the same here. Is it because of a relationship built in space?

But what really surprised me was that the ideas for the top-level control room had all come true. There were corpses everywhere around the machine in front of him, and the dead were all headshots, and not a single person among the thirty people was alive. Above the head is a flat ceiling (probably I guessed wrong, but I have the feeling that the ceiling above the head should be openable), and behind it, where we go out of it, is a one-meter-high platform. The hall itself is just over four meters long, and the platform stands out in the center of the hall. An elevator connects to an opening in the ceiling, surrounded by four stairs leading to the central platform. And on the platform, there are...

"Yo...... Dear Mark, we meet again. A familiar voice came from the direction of the platform. The three of us drew our guns at the same time, and at a glance we saw a dozen silver-white barrels erected on the platform, as well as a dozen pairs of spacesuit-wearing hands holding these guns. "That's fourteen pairs of hands." I muttered softly. Considering that they were not killed without any injuries, and that Brandt's whereabouts are unknown at the moment, I decided to abandon the plan of assault until I could see what the Allies and Brandt were up to.

"Can I speak with your leader?" I asked with a wave of my hand at them.

"Absolutely." An astronaut wearing a helmet pushed through the crowd from behind, slowly walked out, and immediately someone put an office chair behind him. When I took off my helmet, I recognized it...... It's Fosarea, the Allied commander who disappeared in Yurigrad!

"Long time no see, General Mark......" his fingers brushed his blonde hair, and his voice had a sly and elegant Southern European voice (I hate it, it sounds a little sissy). It's funny to say that Fosarea, who is also of the white race, is not as fluent in English as a yellow person like me.

"It's not too long," I corrected, "and it's been about two weeks since we last met." ”

"But you're the leader of the Storm Team, or an elite combatant, right? (Nonsense, the Storm Squad soldiers who can't be rated as elite combat soldiers can't even reach the rank of squadron leader) I happen to be from the 'Navy SEALs', and when I came out, I was the sixteenth in the whole 'Delta'. I don't know what you Storm Squad who have been fighting with us for more than ten years count, but as far as the 'Delta' is concerned, the front-line troops basically celebrate the 'longevity record' every three days of life. In that sense, I should have celebrated the longevity of at least five people. It seemed that he thought it was funny, and laughed a few times after saying it. Although the joke was indeed funny, the other Allied soldiers did not understand the point of the joke, and could only grin and snort a few times for the sake of the commander's face. I could hear the joke, but I couldn't.

"Anyway...... Why don't you come and do a body search and take off your weapon or something? I asked.

Fosarea shook his head and said, "I have absolute confidence in these fighters. After the shooting, at least Her Royal Highness the Red Princess of the USSR will not escape the hail of bullets. I don't want to hurt a lovely little girl. He tried to make himself as "chivalrous" as possible, but I found it disgusting and hypocritical. If you look through the history books, you will know that the so-called "knights" are nothing but cruel thugs, and the so-called "gentlemen" are nothing more than hypocrites.

"Let's get down to business," I said, changing the subject, "the entire Yuri force of the Lunar Mind Control Switchboard...... What methods did you use to kill you? ”

"Well, you're curious," replied Fosarea with a non-smirk, "and I'd love to do this for the warriors of the free world, but alas, it's not. What really killed them was a poisonous gas released from Yuri's base. ”

"Poison gas ......" Daxia thought thoughtfully. Maybe it's because we see that we've "encountered" poison gas as well. Fusarea frowned, didn't continue, and interrupted: "Okay, everyone is in a lot of trouble for Yuri's ruthlessness, isn't it?" But the ginger is still old and spicy, you didn't think to borrow it, did you? ”

Borrow? The downstairs were all cleaned up. Even the heavy gas masks that spread out of Agent Six could not stop them, and if they wanted to die together, explosives would be much more effective than Agent Six. In the bottom of my heart, I felt a contempt for Fosarea: I could not have imagined such a simple truth.

"Okay...... So why don't we talk about it? I sighed, sat down, and said, "Tell us how to live together peacefully." By the way, before that, I want to ask, how is Brandt, was he forced to flee in advance because of the prestige of your freedom fighters, or was he completely wiped out by your blows? ”

"Brandt?!" Fosarea shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Who knows?" All the buildings outside have been destroyed by your Lomanov, and we have searched everywhere from top to bottom, and we have found no trace of Brandt. Maybe he knew that victory was hopeless and left in an escape pod? ”

An S-class psychic engineer was so frightened that he ran away because he heard that an Allied force that didn't know where it came from used the No. 6 poison suspected of being the "White Duke" series (Yuri should have had this permission to know about the existence of the "White Duke" project back then, and I believe he wouldn't hide it from his henchmen) to eliminate his own people in the entire lunar mind control center? Only when you say it do you believe it.

But there is no need for them to lie. As far as the eye can see, no one has found any trace of Brandt. Where did Brandt go? Will...... Leaving the lunar mind control center behind is also part of his plan?

"Well," I said, sighing, "have you installed the explosives?" It's okay to look for a self-destruct device. Or turn off the energy output valve and adjust the input power to the maximum. I know you don't want to share the moon, but now both the coalition and the allies have lost the ability to control the moon. Blowing up this place and going back to Earth will at least make everyone a national hero on their own side, right? ”

I looked Fosarea in the eye. This is a very normal offer, I know that they are not allies, they are mercenaries (although I don't know exactly which mercenaries along the way would dare to ask the head of state to cover for them), but now ...... Even if they got the entire Moon Fortress, there would only be a dozen survivors.

The result was not surprising, or rather, surprising, Fosarea refused. He smiled and shook his head, and with a smile that was as warm (or should I say disgusting) it was, he said to us, "Who said we were going home empty-handed this time?" Yes, that Dugan guy may be a no-brainer, but he's just an inconsequential pawn for us, and our goal in the first place is ...... This is it. ”