Section 27 Attacking the Heart

August 18, 1993, 7:50 a.m

Above the Ambrera Underground Laboratory

Three people upstairs and two people downstairs.

The three people upstairs were holding binoculars and looking through the windows. You can clearly see the situation at the entrance to the laboratory.

Two people downstairs, standing in the line. The procession of about 50 "delegates" was not lined up, but loosely formed in small circles, and people with various expectations for today's event were talking to each other.

At the door, security guards in pale yellow uniforms stood in two rows, leaving a passage in the middle. It was almost eight o'clock when the team, led by the mayor and manager A, talked and laughed, and walked into Ambrera's underground laboratory --- the gate of the hive.

Beside them, the cameras of more than a dozen reporters kept flashing. After the entire team entered, the reporters followed them and walked in together.

"They went in. There are still 4 minutes to 8 o'clock, when do we leave? Yang Wentian put down the binoculars.

"They should be live from the whole thing." Wang Luo put down his binoculars and looked at the TV beside him.

7:56, 7:57, 7:58, 7:59, 8:00 sharp.

Representatives, journalists, and security guards entered the hive, and the gates were closed.

"Well, then, I don't plan to go, and I advise you not to go."

Zhou Yingxiong turned around and nodded. Then he sat down in a chair next to him. Yang Wentian looked at Wang Luo and narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't feel like I should go." Wang Luo shrugged. "That's all."

Yang Wentian stared at Wang Luo for a while.

"The bank went with it! I'm going with you! I'm going to the director's house! Gangster bar I went! You can't get in without me! Now you're asking me if I'm going?!"

The last few words, he shouted. Wang Luo showed a somewhat embarrassed smile. "Just ask, don't pay too much attention."

Yang Wentian gasped and sat down. Wang Luo stood up, poured three glasses of water, handed one cup to Zhou Yingxiong first, and then put one cup in front of Yang Wentian.

"As you said, all my plans have your support, then, I owe you an explanation--- an explanation of the overall plan after coming here."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." Yang Wentian turned his head to the side and didn't look at Wang Luo.

"Hehehe, I owe you anyway. I'll make it clear now, it's your business whether you listen or not. ”

"The overall goal of the plan has not changed since it was determined. It's like I said before: save the people of the city. ”

"How to save it? In terms of combat effectiveness, we are insignificant compared to the behemoth of Ambrera. However, we also have an advantage. ”

"Knowledge of the plot."

"I haven't played the game or seen the movie. However, I have seen many people's comments on it on the Internet. From those comments, I came up with the hypothesis that the people at Ambrera didn't make this place full of zombies out of their own will--- but the extra effects of the research, regardless of the consequences. ”

Yang Wentian, who had seen the full plot of biochemistry, nodded. "That's pretty much it."

Then, on the basis of this assumption, the next step of analysis is carried out. Who would do such a thing? In my opinion, it is because of two conditions: 1) they have a goal of excellence worth pursuing--- they have the consciousness to sacrifice everything for this goal, and 2) they are capable enough. ”

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August 18, 1993 at 8:05 a.m

Ambrera Underground Laboratory Monitoring Room

"They're in, Captain."

"Well disguised." Johansen stood in the surveillance room, looking at the dozens of cameras around him. "Go ahead with the plan and report any irregularities you see."

"Yes, Captain"

August 18, 1993 at 8:05 a.m

A team of representatives of the people of the Ambrera Underground Laboratory

"How far is it?" In the crowd, Tang Xiaoxiao, who turned into a middle-aged man through the points, asked Zhu Cunka, who was holding a camera on the side and disguised as a reporter.

"In the central part." Zhu Cunka said softly. "There's still some way to go."

"I felt a little worried, as if something bad was going to happen. Where are the three of them? We're not going to be discovered. ”

"It's okay, hold on a little longer, and the mission will be over." Zhu Cunka looked at the people around him. "It's really wrong, the three of them don't seem to have come down."

Why? Isn't that his plan?

August 18, 1993 at 8:10 a.m

The 18th floor of the unnamed building, 200 meters above the Ambrera Underground Laboratory

"Then, I make a plan based on these characteristics. They don't treat the inhabitants of this place as human beings? All that needs to be done is to give them a reason to see these people as 'human' again--- ”

That's why robbing banks, controlling TV stations to spread rumors – it's not hard to see why. So Yang Wentian nodded.

"To incite the people, just to remind them that 'the people are people.'" This is a small truth, but they have long forgotten. However, they are brutal and insane after all, and if they have been hit too hard and turned to vent their anger on the people, then my original goal --- to save these people will not be achieved. ”

"So, this is needed." Wang Luo picked up the clown's mask. "Give them an enemy, give them a target, give them an object to 'anger.'"

August 18, 1993 at 8:11 a.m

A team of representatives of the people of the Ambrera Underground Laboratory

"Is the clown mask still on you?" Zhu Cunka asked softly.

"Yes."

"Throw it away. No, give it to me, I'll put it in the space. ”

"But... Good. ”

August 18, 1993 at 8:05 a.m

Ambrera Underground Laboratory Monitoring Room

"The team has entered the cloister, now do it?"

"Don't worry, wait a little longer."

Captain Johansen picked up the lighter and lit a cigarette. After spitting out a smoke ring, he smiled for the first time in days and looked at Zhu Cunpotassium in the camera.

August 18, 1993 at 8:12 a.m

The 18th floor of the unnamed building, 200 meters above the Ambrera Underground Laboratory

"Did I tell you before? Man is a creature that has no limit to what it wants to do, and its energy is limited. That is, having made this choice, they will not make another choice, not because of anything else, but because they have limited energy. ”

"This principle is applied to the people, that is... Because of greed, because of the desire to get rich overnight, because the stories I make up are in line with their values; Applied to the company's side, it is to turn the unconscious of their original actions into consciousness; In this kind of conscious action, they are inspired to have a latent sense of morality in their bones. ”

"You're saying that the company that created the virus and spread it to hundreds of thousands of people has a sense of morality?" Yang Wentian was surprised.

"Of course there is no company as a whole, but everyone alone has it; There are a few big bosses and big scientists, but the employees at the bottom do; A few are resolute when they don't, and most of them are not in a state of thinking. ”

And, most importantly, they have no sense of morality when it comes to infringing on the interests of others; And when they are violated, when they are lost and hurt, they must think of such a thing as 'moral norms'. ”

"Do you remember? I asked you, are the creatures in this scene human? As long as they are, then, as a group of human beings, they have a very good chance of acting in the way I envisioned. ”

"If," there was no anger in Yang Wentian's tone. "Like you, I make assumptions. If they're not human, isn't your plan completely useless? ”

Wang Luo looked at him with an idiot look. "What kind of plan do you think I'd make if it weren't for human --- but just a doll model that just looks like a human being, or a walking corpse, and it doesn't have to be polite or psychologically burdensome to kill?"

"What...."

"Kidnapping, looting, collecting explosives; Attack the gas company, the oil company, the gas company, ignite it, detonate it, and reduce the entire city to ashes. Wang Luo waved his hand, "Anyway, it's not human." Ashes don't turn into zombies! ”