Chapter Twenty-Three: The War of Nanoworms (Part I)

"Welcome back, my warriors." When the valve of the elevator opened, The Macallan personally greeted the returning elites.

"There are three left." The White Ghost said with his weapon crate.

"Put these warheads on ICBMs, and I want them to be launched within an hour." The Macallan crossed his hands like a commanding commander.

In fact, he is indeed the mastermind behind all the actions, and the supreme commander of the Cobra organization.

The White Ghost nodded slightly, doing what he wanted.

The CEO of MARS Industries, full of ambition at the moment, greeted the baroness with a passionate kiss.

"Makes you feel uncomfortable?" The Macallan ended the long kiss and said.

"I'm just not worthy of the duke, and for a woman I shouldn't fall in love, I've fallen into confinement and miserable." Yun Qi said unhurriedly.

"Really? In my opinion, it is better to be confined than to be a prisoner. McCarron said sarcastically.

"He is worthy of being the world's largest arms dealer, and he has a very good way of playing tricks." Yun Qi replied.

The Macallan stepped forward and examined the bad guy from head to toe.

"I don't see a trace of panic or shock in your eyes. Looks like you knew you'd see me here. After a brief pause, The Macallan spoke his mind.

Keen guy, Yun Qi thought to himself.

"Isn't arranging for his subordinates to deliberately steal their own research products a favorite trick of arms dealers? It is a perfect plan to get the large amount of money needed to develop weapons, and to be able to fully pocket the results. Yun Qi said slowly.

"You're smart, so my plan is no longer flawless." The arrogant Macallan went so far as to admit his defeat in another form.

"So," Macallan said with a sinister expression, "I have a little hobby: to turn people who think they are smart into puppets who only obey my orders. Mr. Yunqi, you should be glad for this, you will receive the 'honor' of injecting nanoworm solution. ”

"That's not good news for me." Yun Qi changed color slightly, but immediately became awe-inspiring.

The small change in the other party did not escape the gaze of Macallan.

He loved the feeling and let the strong man who ruined his plan fall into endless despair. And this despair is not death, but life is worse than death, and he is at the mercy of him for the rest of his life.

"I think you should kill him." After the two Neo snake demons carried Yun Qi into the human laboratory, the baroness said something inexplicably.

Macallan thought for a moment: "Maybe you're right, but I, who inherited the Macallan bloodline, will never allow failure, so I need to use my own way to wash away the shame of failure." ”

The Macallan is confident and arrogant, and as such, he has his own persistence and way of dealing with the world.

This is also the difference between the superior and the inferior, at least as Macallan thinks.

……

In the human laboratory, Yunqi was fixed on the operating table,

The medical officer (the commander of the future Cobra) is babbling about what his "patients" are about:

"MARS Industries produces seventy percent of the weapons on the planet, seventy percent, you know what, kid."

"The Macallan's plan includes two aspects: a sword and a shield."

"The sword is the creation and sale of weapons."

"Shields are all about creating defensive technologies, such as high-tech bunkers, that can protect you from any attack. Whether it's a nuclear explosion, or a nano-worm missile. ”

"Unfortunately, the bunker where I took refuge was still a rudimentary form."

Yun Qi asked knowingly, "Who are you?" ”

The medical officer took off his fake hood and respirator, revealing an ugly face that had been disfigured by the fire: "Are you afraid? ”

"Rex?" Yun Qi asked rhetorically.

"It seems that you have a good relationship with the duke, and even gave you my information. It's a pity, not the Duke himself, otherwise I would have surprised him. ”

"I think he's already pleasantly surprised, if you let me talk to him on the phone." Yun Qi lost no time in saying.

"Think beautifully."

Naturally, the medical officer would not be fooled, he sat on the operating console, turned on the surgical brake button, and six robotic arm syringes containing nanoworm solution swayed on both sides of the operating table.

"Yunqi? Nice name. I know that you have twice sabotaged our plans and are a hero of the special forces. Today, I'm going to turn the hero into Cobra's new number one hitter. ”

"Wait......"

With a stinging pain, six robotic arm syringes plunged into the predetermined position - the acupuncture points on the face.

"Oops, I'm not a duke, and the baroness really didn't show up to save people." This was Yun Qi's thoughts before he fell into a coma.

The plot of dog blood!

Sure enough, Yun Qi, who does not have the aura of the protagonist, is the most unlucky: there is no classic of a beauty saving a hero, and even the only white ghost to rely on is nowhere to be found.

The nanoworm solution followed the syringe and entered Yun Qi's bloodstream.

Soon, they flow into the organs with the heart's pulsation.

Yun Qi's consciousness fell into a brief blank, but ** sensed the ravages of the nanoworm solution in the blood vessels.

The existence of the nervous system was still effective, and with an instinctive twitch, Yun Qi fell into infinite pain at the moment.

Five seconds later, Yun Qi stopped his unconscious convulsions, and his whole person was extremely tired and weak.

"You're not going to die, are you?" As a modifier of the nanoworm, the medical officer is well aware of its side effects.

The severe pain caused by the injection of nanoworms by ordinary people without anesthetics completely disintegrates the will of ordinary people. Those who are unlucky will die in pain, and the lucky few will become completely vegetative because of the necrosis of a large number of brain cells.

Only a warrior with a super will can endure pain beyond the limits of the human body and become a qualified Neo snake demon.

Of course, the doctor also has a special nanoworm syringe to avoid the side effects that occur after the injection.

However, the resources it requires are quite large, and even the deep pockets of the MARS industry are not a small burden.

As a result, production is very limited, with only two in total.

One of them was already used on the medical officer's sister, the Baroness.

Therefore, the medical officer is very concerned about the physical condition of the "patient".

The syringe was removed, the shackles of the "patient" were unfastened, and the medical officer approached to see what was going on.

Yun Qi was very peaceful, lying there quietly, as if what had just happened was nothing more than a nightmare.

On the display of the electronic heart pulse meter, a horizontal line is dazzling, and there is no sign of beating again.

Just as the medical officer was about to use the instrument to measure whether the experiment was worth saving, the door of the laboratory suddenly opened, and a person flashed in like electricity.

The medical officer didn't look back and said, "What are you looking for me?" Didn't you see that I was busy? ”

The human laboratory is an important place for the cobra organization, and ordinary members are not even qualified to approach, and there are only a few people who can come in without greeting.

After a long time, the medical officer, who couldn't wait for a response, seemed to notice that the atmosphere was wrong, and was about to turn his head to look back, when a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his neck, and then his eyes went black, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Wouldn't it? Just dead? "It's the voice of the White Ghost.