Chapter 10 Undercurrents
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10. The undercurrent is surging
"So I need support, I need support!" The Los Angeles Police Chief, who was lying on the hospital bed, angrily yelled into the phone: "This gang has emp and electromagnetic weapons!" And just like that, you want me to believe that they're a bunch of rogue criminals with only light firepower? "During the chase on Sunset Boulevard, the helicopter he was traveling in fell during the EMP attack, and he only broke a leg and a few ribs, but his life was not in danger.
"We have carefully reviewed the report you submitted, but we are sorry that we did not approve your proposal to mobilize the National Guard." In Sacramento, the capital of California, the governor of California coldly rejected the police chief's request. He was sitting at a circular conference table, and three mysterious men, two men and one woman, dressed in black suits and sunglasses, sat across from him.
"How can you do this, now that the police force of the Los Angeles Police Department has been hit hard, I can't even send the police to investigate the intoxication riot!"
"Considering that the Los Angeles Police Department has indeed suffered heavy losses, I will urgently mobilize some police forces from surrounding cities to come to support, which can help you maintain local order."
"I don't want order! It's about catching this gang of terrorists! They are still at large, and almost all of them have weapons! β
"The National Guard will not be dispatched, and we judge that the other side's electromagnetic weapons may have flowed through abnormal channels, which means that they are likely to have no more. In that case, there is only a limit to the amount of damage they can do. So be it, I have one more meeting. After saying that, the governor hung up the phone without saying anything.
On the big screen in the conference room, the chase battle from last night was playing repeatedly, and although the video was not clear, the intensity of the battle could still be seen.
"EMP, electromagnetic weapons, and that guy who doesn't fear bullets and looks like an iron man." The governor stared at the three black-clothed mysterious men opposite him with burning eyes, "Such a big thing has happened in my jurisdiction, and you want me to be a spectator by virtue of a dead letter from the Ministry of Defense?" β
"That's true." The woman sitting in the middle spoke, her voice a little hoarse. "Not only you, but various departments, including the FBI, will receive similar notices and will not be involved."
As she spoke, the woman took out a laptop and clicked it a few times, turned the screen to show the governor, "All the news media have been unified, and what is being played is a processed live video, and the public will not know the truth about this incident." Even if there are people who see the live broadcast through the news for the first time, their weak remarks will not make a wave. β
"What about me?" The governor's voice was a little low, with a hint of anger. Someone is making a mess on their own turf and causing heavy losses, but suddenly a group of people pop up and say that you can't control this matter, and we are not going to tell you why, no one can be as calm as a bodhisattva in such a thing.
"As it's played here," the woman pointed to the big screen behind the governor, "you know there's the emp, there's the electromagnetic weapon, and there's the guy who looks like an iron man who doesn't fear bullets." She repeated the governor's words with a hint of sarcasm in her tone. In addition, I can tell you in particular that this is a top-secret program of the Ministry of Defense. You see, you know a lot more than the populace. β
"You ......" the governor was on the verge of exploding, but his eyes flickered in his chair as he glanced at the signature of the man he absolutely could not mess with on the order of the Department of Defense.
Seeing his appearance, the woman nodded, put away her laptop and stood up, and said to the governor: "In short, this matter, our Cybertin company will take over comprehensively, and we will deal with it." After saying that, I saw her take off her sunglasses, revealing a beautiful and wild face, but her left eye was a mechanical prosthetic eye that shimmered red!
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Washington, D.C., USA.
"These people in Cybertin are too deceitful!" With a thud, the director of the FBI's counterterrorism operations lifted a chair and slammed it against the doorβa couple of Cybertin people had just left from here.
A black police detective with sunglasses and a shaved head said, "They took us for complete fools. β
"Isn't it?" A young detective lay on the chair with a flirtatious face and looked up at the ceiling: "But since the Ministry of Defense has ordered it, we really can't get involved." β
"Damn!" The head of counter-terrorism operations slammed his fist on the table again, "There must be something behind this matter!" I don't believe the Department of Defense has any plan to bypass us and find such an unscrupulous company! β
"Cybertin did hire a bunch of mercenaries, all veterans, and they were well armed." The black detective said, "I don't think it's going to end so easily. β
"If you really want to investigate, it's not impossible." The young detective may not feel comfortable enough to lie down and put his feet on the conference table again.
"Oh? What's the solution? The Director asked.
"You know, there's some coincidence, doesn't it? For example, at some point, an agent who was on vacation in California suddenly got involved in a mysterious incident or something like that...... "The young detective started cutting his nails.
The head of counter-terrorism operations smiled knowingly: "Speaking of which, your new partner is called Ellison, right?" He farted when he was in the elevator with me yesterday, but it stinks. This makes my supervisor very unhappy......"
"Oh! That's a great sin! It would be light to punish him for going to California to face the wall for a month. The young detective exclaimed.
"And our administrator in charge of collecting weapons will have diarrhea tomorrow......" the black detective also participated.
"Then Ellison is all conscious when he hands over the gun!" The young detective picked up a file and began to manicure his nails.
Bang! The director's face changed, and he slammed it on the table, "And you!" Hayden! Sitting openly indecently in a formal meeting! Pack up for me and go on vacation to California! β
"Huh? I?? β
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"Alright, dear Savannah, Mommy really can't have dinner with you tonight." On the top floor of a tall and luxurious office building, a beautiful woman in a smart shirt and a one-step skirt was talking to her daughter on the phone, she was about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, her demeanor was noble and elegant, like a goddess, and her slightly curly red hair was tied in a ponytail.
"Yes, I know. But suddenly something big happened in the company, and my mother had to deal with it. Little Savannah, you understand your mother, right? The beautiful woman picked up a towel and wiped her hands.
"yes, big thing." As she spoke, the beautiful woman glanced at the screen next to her, which was playing a video of the battle on Sunset Boulevard that had not been processed.
"I can't help it, this matter makes my mother very embarrassed. Because a lot of the work has to start early. The beautiful woman walked out of the window and looked at the whole city condescendingly.
"My dear, my mother is not unhappy, but very worried, so it makes people feel cold when she speaks." The beautiful woman walked back to her desk, and she casually threw the towel she had wiped her hands into the trash, the towel was stained with blood.
"Okay, when this thing is over, Mom will take you to Disneyland for a full day." The beautiful woman picked up a glass picture frame from the table, on which was a picture of her with a lovely girl of three or four years old. However, unlike the bright smile of the beautiful woman in the photo, her face is as cold as a playing card now.
"Uh-huh, well, okay, I love you, goodbye baby." Said that the perfect woman hung up the phone, looked at the pool of blood spreading on the ground, and tilted her head. Following her line of sight, a corpse that looked exactly like her was lying on the ground, with a bloody hole in its forehead, and the expression on its face was forever fixed on boundless fear.
Opening the office door, the beautiful woman Shi Shiran walked out, a business card fell out of her handbag, the beautiful woman picked up the business card and looked at it, it read: Katherine Weaver, CEO of the company.
On a wide wall facing the office, a large Z mark is inlaid with large gilt lettering, and in the middle is written: Zeira.
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"It was a traffic accident, yes, a canned truck carrying liquid nitrogen." On a firefighting helicopter painted white, people from the fire brigade were looking at the scene of the accident in that canned truck. A man dressed as a captain was on the phone to report to his superiors, and a person next to him was holding a camera and taking pictures of the scene.
"Okay, let's drop some and take a closer look." With that, the captain patted the driver on the shoulder and motioned for him to descend.
"The storage tank has broken in two, and all the liquid nitrogen has leaked out. Whew, I felt a chill on the plane, and I guess this section of the road will have to be demolished and rebuilt...... Wait, what's that! The captain suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God, it's a man!" He collapsed on the outside of the cab of the truck, already frozen to ice! Look at the dress ...... The police? β
"Well, I guess it has something to do with yesterday's terrorist attack, and we found the body of the truck driver a kilometer away from the scene, and the body of a middle-aged man from the East, Chinese or Japanese? I don't know. Okay, yes... Be...... Then we started spraying the foam to heat up. After saying that, the captain hung up the phone, picked up the wireless walkie-talkie next to him and said loudly: "Start spraying foam!" β