Chapter 8: Hummingbird Hunting Team (1)

The girl walked wordlessly through the corridor, followed by a hurrying black-haired youth, the fluorescent lamps overhead, one after another. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hey, three no-......" the young man asked, he had short black hair, a loose plaid shirt and a pair of whitish blue jeans, his hair was dirty and tangled, his image was between a houseman and a homeless man, and he was holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, looking like he had dropped his job and ran over, "Did you really find him in the forbidden area?" ā€

The girl was still dressed in a black combat uniform, and nodded expressionlessly.

"Not an infected?" The young man then asked, and he put the chopsticks in the pocket behind his buttocks, and then began to grope around his body, "I'll see if I have a weapon or something......

The young man found a half-eaten pancake in his jacket pocket, and immediately stuffed it into his mouth in surprise and munched on it with joy.

He probably came to forage for food in the first place.

The girl stopped in front of the iron door at the end of the hallway, then turned her head and glanced at him, "He's here." ā€

"Oh...... You're locking him up in a confinement cell......" The young man nodded with round eyes, stepped forward and grabbed the doorknob, and before he could open the door, he heard someone's angry roar coming from the door.

"You are illegally detained! Do you know that it is illegal detention? You don't have the right to imprison me! Are you police? Do you have an arrest warrant? The shout pierced through the walls and echoed through the corridors, and the young man outside the door hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at the girl.

The girl stood against the wall, her face expressionless, "Zhao Gao, this person is yours." ā€

She turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Sanwu, who are you bringing back? Zhao Gao shouted at the girl's back, "It can't be a psychopathy, right?" I won't be torn apart by him when I go in, right? ā€

"Maybe it's a psychopath, maybe it's a monster." The girl said coldly.

Zhao Gao wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by an angry roar in his ears.

"I'm looking for a lawyer! I'm telling you I'm looking for a lawyer...... You have violated my right to personal liberty! You terrorists! ā€

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"Lu Xun, I think you're wasting your efforts." Lao Jia said, "You are trying to reason with the terrorists...... This is a gang of thugs who are used to using RPGs to open the way, and they may not respond to your anger with bullets. ā€

Lu Xun sat upright on a metal chair, in front of a long metal table, with a fluorescent lamp overhead, and there was nothing else in the room, with black cement walls on all sides, only a window not much bigger than a Xinhua dictionary, and an iron fence welded in front of the windowpane.

"You know what, I'm trying to overwhelm my opponent in momentum, and if you show weakness now, they'll think you're a bully."

"Is this what negotiation is about?" Lao Jia was a little surprised.

"No...... This is the truth I have summed up in previous fights with others. ā€

Lu Xun was covered with a white restraint suit, which was attached to a fastening belt, which was generally used to restrict the activities of people with severe schizophrenia...... Lu Xun tried to twist his body, his legs were tightly tied together by belts, and his hands were handcuffed to the back of the chair, looking like a caterpillar twisting his waist on the chair, and his posture was extremely enchanting.

"I don't recommend that you do that, you can't be strong enough to break the handcuffs without the Kestrels, and you won't be able to get up if you fall." Lao Jia said in his ear.

All the weapons and equipment that Lu Xun carried with him were confiscated, but the other party did not find the headphones hidden in his ears, so now Lu Xun can still communicate with Lao Jia.

"Lao Jia...... Do you know how to open the handcuffs? Lu Xun asked.

"Yes." Lao Jia's answer was brief.

"How do I open it?" Land Patrol surprise.

"Open it with a key."

Lu Xun was out of line, slumped in his chair, looking up at the sky and sighing.

If the Kestrel can still activate...... Then he could easily break free from all restraints, and then kick open the door and go out, and whoever dared to stop him would be pressed into the ground.

But it's a pity that the kestrel is no longer usable, in Lao Jia's words, it is "because the land patrol was forcibly activated when the system self-test was not completed, resulting in the security system falling into a program loop".

In human terms, it was Lu Xun who broke the Kestrel system.

But the blessing of misfortune is ...... It's the kestrels' security system, not the Patrol's nervous system, that gets stuck in the loop.

Lao Jia knows how dangerous it is to start the Kestrel in an unstable state, like driving a Pugachev Cobra maneuver in an immature prototype in all aspects, and no one knows when the plane will disintegrate.

Lu Xun was the test pilot, and he didn't have a chance to escape by parachuting yet.

Advanced high-mobility individual combat generation armor, even in the 2048 year before the land patrol crosses, is the world's most cutting-edge technology, and it is said to be an unprecedented advanced weapon capable of changing the mode of warfare. Unlike all the heavy mechs and light individual exoskeletons that have come before, this armor is designed to combine high mobility and agility with powerful firepower, and a single soldier equipped with advanced armor will be able to take on an entire army.

But those are really just visions...... This kind of powerful armor that only exists in science fiction movies, until it is made, some people doubt the feasibility of the plan, and it is a waste of manpower and material resources to build Tony Stark's Iron Man in reality. The doubts finally came true, and the implementation of the plan encountered a large number of almost unsolvable problems, and tests in all aspects proved that a mecha could not have both powerful firepower and high mobility, and if the mecha were to be equipped with a revolving machine gun and anti-tank missiles, then the mecha would be more than two floors in size and weigh more than fifty tons.

Such heavy mechs already existed at the same time...... It was only twenty kilometers per hour, not much faster than a person's jog.

The manufacturer had to cut back on the target, and the resulting armor did not carry most of the weapons, but retained the surprisingly high mobility and agility, and the armored soldiers may not be able to fight an entire army, but they will have absolutely no problem dominating the battlefield.

The super prototype that was finally born in the lab...... It's the kestrels.

And Lu Xun is the test driver of the Kestrels.

"Hey...... Lao Jia, how long will it take for the kestrel to be repaired? ā€

"I'm working hard to patch bugs, and I warned you a long time ago...... It's just a prototype and can't stand your toss. Lao Jia replied, "Just now the security system reminded me that it will take 37,600 years to repair......

"What?" Lu Xun stared, how many years?

"Rest assured, it's just a collapsing system talking nonsense." Lao Jia comforted Lu Xun, "I estimate that it shouldn't be more than three thousand seven hundred and sixty years." ā€

Lu Xun couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood in his chest, and he was almost suffocated alive from internal injuries.

Ahhhh......h What the hell is this? How did you get hit by something that was 100 million times less likely than a roller coaster accident? Not to mention the apocalypse of the monsters all over the world? And he is penniless, only carrying a crippled half-finished mecha and a set of brain-dead artificial intelligence.

According to the normal plot, shouldn't a person like himself who fell from the sky be the savior chosen by fate? For the continuation of all mankind, he came here from a distant parallel universe and led humanity to victory in the war against monsters...... But why was he handcuffed by terrorists as mentally ill as soon as he arrived?

Lu Xun was full of thoughts, and suddenly there was a "click" in his ears when the lock cylinder of the door lock turned.

Lu Xun's spirits are lifted, someone is coming!