Chapter 165 Bloody Carnival (I)
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
When the ringing sounded throughout the world, Gobelier boarded the express train to leave Sky City, followed closely by two platoons of the Fourth Army and dozens of insects' technology groups. The team was nearly a hundred strong, and except for Gobelier, all of them were nocturnal species.
They left quietly without attracting the attention of any forces.
As the carnival begins, some areas of the floating track that spans the globe have speed limits or are closed to traffic.
However, this has no impact on Gobelier's travel plans.
The light rail he uses to travel has the highest authority in Carnival Planet.
Even in a prohibited area, the gate signal will directly give the green light if it detects the signal permission of the chief of etiquette.
The light rail is running.
light rail observation hall.
"Sir."
Gobelier looked back and saw a moth species quietly appear beside him.
Moth was wearing a white research robe and respectfully handed over a palm-sized black box with both hands.
"That's it?" asked Gobelier.
"Yes."
Moth scientist: "Everything is designed to be customized according to your needs."
Gobelier took it and opened the box. Inside the box lay a silver mechanical spider.
"Swoosh-bang!" At this moment, the light rail flew quickly over the top 100 cities. Countless fireworks exploded in the night, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were filled with colorful lights.
“What about the experimental data?”
The scientist was silent for a few seconds, then said, "The development time for the new product was short, and the online test was a bit hasty. The success rate of the experimental subjects only reached about 80%."
Gobelier smiled: "So, this is a product that is not entirely successful."
The scientist swallowed nervously and acquiesced.
"The failure rate is as high as 20%?" Gobelier played with the silver spider and glanced at the scientist.
The scientist subconsciously took a step back.
"Relax." Gobelier sighed and said gently, "It's a bit too hasty to give you only two weeks. Go back and continue to optimize the project."
The scientist, as if granted amnesty, saluted and hurried away, passing by a colonel from the Fourth Army.
"Sir." Colonel Moth took off his hat and saluted, handed over a tablet, and reported: "98 City is Wasp City. The city is located below the second track of the float global race track. The theme of the whole city is weapons and vehicle exhibitions."
Gobelier took the tablet and clicked on the summary.
"City 98 is a high-level city, but because there are fewer high-level female soldiers in the Tenth Army, the tourist channel was only opened yesterday."
The moth colonel couldn't help but look down on them: "The guards at the 10 gates of City 98 are all of medium quality, and some even have low-quality female soldiers patrolling in cars. Only half of the exhibition halls in the city are randomly open for exhibition. Our target, Exhibition Hall 4, is currently an unopened area."
"Since this operation was unauthorized, we did not contact the Tenth Army and directly used the global authority of the Four Armies to secretly open a certain entrance gate to City 98." Colonel Moth paused for a few seconds and continued, "Originally, our plan was to open the gate and use global authority to secretly take over part of the network of City 98, clear out the patrolling low- and medium-level Wasp Army, and leave no trace of the invasion."
"But after opening the gate of City 98, we found that there were no Wasp military patrols guarding the gate. Our reconnaissance soldiers conducted lurking reconnaissance all the way. Part of the road leading to Exhibition Hall 4 at the gate was closed and there was no Wasp patrol." Colonel Moth pondered, "Someone specially opened a road, sir, is it a scam?"
"Don't worry, this is the invitation path specially reserved by my friend." Gobelier flipped through the perspective map of the exhibition hall, shook his head and smiled: "My kind friend, good qualities are as flourishing as spring grass, but they are always wasted on unnecessary things."
"Then we will proceed according to the original plan. Excuse me." Colonel Moth left quickly.
Gobelier stood quietly at the window, admiring the special fireworks blooming in the distant night sky. The global parade float that the gentlemen were riding on had already set sail from No. 100 Neustadt.
Every time the parade float passes through a high-level city, that city will release a grand special fireworks display, and at the same time, the military ladies of the high-level cities will begin to demonstrate their best fighting skills.
Every year, more than a thousand Carnival nobles take part in the float parade, and sitting on the top of the float are the high-ranking nobles from Cat's Eye.
Every year at this time, the nobles become extra tolerant, and as long as the military wives show off their muscles and fighting skills, they will invite them to dance. After dancing, if they feel good, the nobles will be happy to take a short trip with the military wives, ride on the military wives' ceremonial fighter planes/armor/tank/police cavalry and other vehicles, and travel a flower path under the night sky, through the sky full of fireworks and gift rain, and stop at an open-air bar somewhere. If the mood is right, the military wives can sometimes be lucky enough to get a kiss.
Over the years, the atmosphere of the carnival has been so free and cheerful that the three-date limit set by Cat Eyes was temporarily invalidated at Carnival Star.
As long as the atmosphere and mood are right, and you don't call on the guardian for close protection, some female insects will not only get hugs and kisses.
Many Zerg without surnames were born at the Carnival.
In the history of Carnival, many high-ranking nobles who attended the banquet would have a brief affair with the female insects they liked. Carnival is also the only time for low-level female insects to come into contact with high-ranking nobles. At this time, there are no class restrictions, no legal restrictions, no high and low between nobles and female insects, but only surging and high-spirited joy, freedom, happiness, and the attraction and fascination of instinctive surges.
"Swoosh-bang!" Another handful of specially made fireworks exploded in the distant night sky. The fire trees and silver flowers formed a lattice network and battleships representing the Wasp Army. They sparkled and flew through the air, disappearing in the explosion of the next handful of fireworks.
How many years had it been since he last enjoyed a carnival so much? Forty or fifty years? Which carnival was it? Gobelier couldn't remember, and he was too lazy to search for traces deep in his memory.
Carnival had brought him a noble man who had influenced the first half of his life, but it was also carnival that destroyed everything. Gobelier had disliked carnival for many years, but after all the twists and turns, it was carnival that brought the child back to him.
"It's amazing that the place where love and hate are born can also breed luck." Gobelier smiled lightly, lowered his eyes and muttered a name: "..., I will win, I will always win."
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"Team One and Team Two are responsible for infiltrating the Area 4 Network Information Center and installing a specially designed virus plug-in."
"Teams 3 and 4 are responsible for clearing the 400-meter cables and guards around Hall 4. Please note that Hall 4 is very close to the float track. Do not kill the patrolling wasps unless necessary. When the floats parade here, you may see corpses in the daytime because of the fireworks. If you encounter a wasp army, knock them out and hide in the storage room or under the bridge."
"Teams 5 and 6, sneak into Hall 4 and set up an ambush. If you find any mercenaries lurking in the hall, hide behind them and wait for the Tech Corps' instructions. Once the signal frequency is taken over successfully, chop off the mercenaries' heads and take over their intercom channels."
"Action!" Colonel Moth gave a low order in the team's internal channel.
At 0:15, the moth army sneaked in from the gate. They lowered their heart rate and body temperature, and the scales on their bodies rose and fell. The special scales changed like chameleons in the dark, and their natural optical properties quickly showed up. In the blink of an eye, the outlines of all the moth army disappeared from the thermal sensors.
The gate passage that had been opened in advance was completely silent, the gate was completely dark, and there was no electricity in the entire area. The four armies rushed through the darkness like a drop of water merging into the sea.
At 0:18, Gobelier arrived at City 98 and drove straight into the uninhabited land.
Along the way, reports from the Moth Army kept coming into his ears.
"Team one, done." "Team three, done." "This is team four. We have detected mercenaries in the exhaust duct in the southeast corner of Hall 4. We have initially determined that they are high-ranking soldiers in service, and they may be from the Third Army."
"This is Team Five. There is a mechanical ambush in the north corner of Hall 4." "This is the Technology Group. Team Five will stick the jammer chip under the main control console in the middle of the corridor of Hall 4. Listen, the entire 98 City uses the technology of the South District. This jammer chip also comes from the South District and is a signal for all the networks in 98 City. After you stick the chip on, turn on the administrator mode on the smart ring, and you can immediately see all the abnormal network fluctuations in Hall 4."
"Team Five received."
Nocturnal species are good at dark actions such as assassination, ambush, and stealth. The four armies and the technology group are all moth species. It only takes the four armies no more than 10 minutes to get from the city gate all the way to Exhibition Hall 14, and then install all the technological equipment, anti-black plug-ins, intrusion equipment and other light technology deployments.
"Team one, done."
"Team Two, mission completed. Take full control of the network information center in Area 4. All channel gates have been closed, the gate bridge has been lifted, and the air power grid has been blocked. No ground or air vehicles are authorized to access for a short period of time."
"This is Team 3. We have found all the surveillance cameras outside Hall 4. We have successfully controlled the lines using interference patches and cut off part of the wires in the wall. We now have control over the 400-meter perimeter of Hall 4."
"There are four teams here. All the patrolling Wasp troops have been knocked unconscious and tied up and placed under the drain of the bridge. They are given high-concentration medical-grade anesthesia so they can sleep until the sixth day of the carnival."
"This is Team Five..." In Entrance Hall No. 4, the team leader of Team Five suddenly shuddered, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
The captain of Team Five suddenly turned his head and looked back!
But with his night vision, there was no insect behind him. The only moving thing was a bottle of air freshener that was spraying continuously next to the green lotus on the wall of the exhibition hall. Apart from the air freshener on the wall, the only things visible in the exhibition hall were giant land vehicles.
[What's wrong?] Another member of Team 5 walked over silently and asked the captain using sign language.
The scales of moths can reflect dark light to make them invisible, but this invisibility is not completely invincible. The structure of the moth's eyeballs is different. After special training, they can vaguely distinguish the subtle outlines of their invisible counterparts in optical camouflage.
[Something blew on the back of my neck.] The captain of Team 5 replied using sign language: [Search the hall again.]
The teammate frowned and signed: [There are mercenaries ambushing in the four corners of the hall. They have placed many mines and sonic weapons in the hall. These mercenaries are very sensitive. When Ike just slid across the ceiling, one of the mercenaries subconsciously took out a dagger and was on guard.]
[Their thermal sensors are not from the West District, so they can't scan our outline at a distance of 1.5 meters, but once they get within 1.5 meters, our body temperature outline can no longer be concealed. These mercenaries definitely know that their opponents are nocturnal, and their thermal sensors look like they were directly removed from Class A armor. If thermal sensors of this specification had gone through regular customs channels, they would have been seized by our bugs long ago.] Another teammate slid over from the ceiling lightly and made a series of quick hand gestures.
Another teammate glided over at a low speed, covered the back of his neck, and then used sign language: [I observed that there are more than 200 air fresheners in the entire exhibition hall. The air is very humid, comparable to that of a coastal city. Many of the patrol guards in City 98 are low- and medium-level species.] This moth stopped halfway through his gesture and raised his middle finger before continuing: [The low-level species are a group of incontinent wild dogs, with a strong and stimulating hormone smell. I don’t know if you have noticed along the way that there are more than 10 air freshener sprays on the walls of all the level halls.]
The captain of Team Five made a swearing gesture and clenched his fist, indicating that the search was over.
The members of Team 5 scattered and hid silently behind the mercenaries lurking in the hall.
The captain of Team 5 touched the mute keyboard again and reported into the team microphone. The text was quickly converted into voice: "This is Team 5. The hall is under complete control. Mission accomplished."
"This is Team Six. We have successfully eavesdropped on the mercenaries in the hall." Team Six's report followed, and then reported to Gobelier: "Sir, their leader seems to be at the bar 100 meters away from the entrance of Hall 4, with five mercenaries following him. Preliminary visual judgment shows that they are all high-level species."
"Wait for my order." Gobelier arrived at the main entrance of the Land Vehicle Gallery Exhibition Hall.
The exhibition hall is one kilometer long and has a total of 6 doors.
On the surface, Gobelier only had six bodyguards, four female soldiers in stealth suits, and two scientists in white robes on this trip.
He kept time and arrived at Hall 4 at exactly 30 minutes.
[I'm here, at the exact time and exact location. I only have six bodyguards with me. I hope you'll keep your promise.] Gobelier stood at the entrance of Exhibition Hall 4 and used his smart ring with one hand to send a message to Fate.
In his left hand he held a liquid nitrogen medical kit, with a pair of handcuffs fastened around his wrists and the handle of the kit.
The brain ring vibrated quickly.
Anonymous account: [Excuse me, is this true? I am surprised that you only brought 6 bodyguards with you.]
Anonymous Account: [So generous and kind that it's unreal.]
Gobelier stood in the entrance hall, looking up and facing a surveillance camera with a flashing red dot. He smiled at the camera and replied: [If I were to be more honest, I would say that my guards were parked one kilometer outside the land exhibition hall. There are more than a hundred of them, three platoons of nocturnal species, all hiding in the dark waiting for my orders. As long as I get hurt, they will rush in to clean up the scene immediately.]
[One kilometer is just a blink of an eye for nocturnal higher species. I hold the power in my hands, but I still choose to walk to the agreed location with only the six insects. This is my sincerity to you. I hope you can discern it well, be more friendly, and return the same sincerity to me. ]
[Dear friend, I am not a good-tempered person. I hope you will not waste my kindness.] Gobelier raised his right hand and stroked his left shoulder, then bowed slightly towards the monitor, performing a proper and elegant social gesture.
After a moment, Gobelil felt his brain ring vibrate slightly.
Anonymous account: [Peace and friendship.]
"Sir, the shadow suspected to be the leader has moved. He is walking out from the entrance hall. The bodyguards beside him are hiding in the dark. He is about to walk under the detector we set up." At the same second, a report came into Gobelier's earphone.
Gobelier's expression was flawless, and his smile was like an exquisite mask on his face.
"Tap, tap." A sound came from the darkness of the main entrance of Hall 4.
It sounds like the heel of a leather shoe. Gobelier side lugs, easy to identify the style: horn sole, inlaid with precious metal edging, the favorite of the capital's high-class people.
After waiting for a while, several figures appeared in the darkness of Hall 4.
The Zerg walking in the front was wearing a windbreaker hood, his body and face hidden deep in the darker hood.
The hooded Zerg stood inside the hall, and Gobelier stood outside, looking at each other from a distance in the darkness through a door.
At this moment, Gobelier received a report in his earphone: "Sir, their team has entered our detection range. According to the data scan, the bodyguards are all female insects. The windbreaker of the leading insect contains a special lead film. We can't tell whether it is a subspecies or a wasp species, but based on the comparison of body shape data, the body shape data is the average level of the subspecies, and 95% are subfemale."
"There are no juveniles under 170cm as you mentioned." The moth soldier in the headset said, "This batch of insects are all adults."
Gobelier's polite smile froze: "I am saddened by your dishonesty."
The hooded bug tribe let out an ambiguous laugh, the characteristics of the voice were hard to discern, and said softly, "Really?"
"Kill all the bugs in the hall, chop off their heads, and leave no one alive." Gobelier changed his face without hesitation, coldly and decisively, not even bothering to spend time saying a word to the other party.
"Yes." The moth army in the earphones responded in unison.
A flash of light appeared in the darkness! Several moths flapped their wings and flew up. They were invisible in the darkness, and only the scales flashed a sparkle at the moment they appeared!
Unable to be detected by heat sensors or low temperature sensors, the moth species is like a real ghost, not existing in light, shadow or temperature, silently scraping the enemy's head with its scales!
Suddenly in the darkness there was the sound of a gleaming knife and angry and confused roars!
"Why is the control out of order!" "Where's the power grid!" "Boss! Uh uh ah...!" "There's no signal on the fuse!" "No! That's not right! Ike!" "Wall...wall!" "There's something wrong with the vehicle...!" "Wrong...hmm!" "Notice!...!"
The hall was filled with noise. The sharp sounds of metal colliding and terrifying thrashing covered up the human voices. In the darkness, more than 40 insects were fighting in a melee. All of them were wearing black stealth suits, and it was difficult to tell who was friend and foe.
Outside the hall.
Gobelier looked at the door of the main hall No. 4 indifferently. Soon, a strong smell of blood filled the humid air, and thick, fresh blood flowed from under the revolving glass door of the main hall.
Soon, everything returned to calm.
There were two clicks in Gobelier's earphones, and then a voice came out: "Mission accomplished."
"Nico, Andy." Gobelier called.
The two white-robed scientists were struck by the chief of ceremonies' cold call and bowed their heads in response, "Yes, sir."
"Do you still need me to teach you how to open the box?" Gobelier said, "Release your failed works, and extract the brain and cerebellum I need from the blood. If they are all rotten, scrape the brain pulp back and preserve the brain matter and nerve muscle clusters as much as possible. By tomorrow morning at the earliest, I want to see the memory of the deceased within one month before his death. At the latest, within a week, I want to see the memory of the deceased within one year before his death. And so on. Do you understand?"
"Yes..." "Yes..." The two scientists quickly opened their suitcases and released the silver mechanical spider.
More than a dozen mechanical silver spiders rustled all over the ground, quickly crawled under the glass door, and laid their abdomens on the backs of the severed heads. Nano-scale needles popped out of their abdomens and began to absorb blood and brain marrow.
But soon, the scientists frowned as they looked at the controlling computer and glanced at each other a little uneasily. When they were about to report the news, the bloody smell in the air began to fade, and ten seconds later, the strong smell of blood that filled the entire land exhibition hall disappeared.
The smell of air freshener grew stronger and filled the living room.
The scientists sniffed the smell and their expressions changed suddenly. They hurriedly took equipment from their tactical belts. They said to the military and female homosexuals around them, "Put on breathing filters! You have been using sedatives for many years, and your sense of smell has become dull. The fresh spray in the hall is all medical neurotransmitters!"
The four female soldiers changed their expressions and immediately put on the filters.
They are all advanced species with excellent night vision.
In the darkness, the blood, bone and mud that filled the hall slowly turned into special effect particles and disappeared. At the same time, the bodyguard used the earphone to frantically call out to the six teams. At this moment, none of the six teams responded.
"How could it be?!" "Our team has clearly already used the plug-in!" "Could it be that the bastards from the South District are lying..."
"Quiet." Gobelier scolded the scientist behind him.
"Sir, we..." "Shh." Gobelier raised his hand and signaled the bodyguards to shut up. He stared closely at the main hall of Gate No. 4.
At this moment! A sharp explosion came from the sky. The scientists looked up subconsciously. A special firework exploded in the night sky of 98 City. The military emblem representing the Wasp was shining in the night sky.
The scientists' pupils shrank and they immediately checked the time. It was 0:33! They were incredulous: "How is it possible...? Didn't the float tour stop at 99 cities?"
“長官，情況不對，我聯系不上兄弟們，所有電子信號都斷了，每一個頻道都在重複之前的執行任務完畢，應該是中了病毒。您現在必須撤離！”保镖隊長說。
“安靜，孩子們。”戈貝利爾說，他也擡頭看了一眼夜幕，持續升天的煙花豔麗奪目，無數光效氣派又盛大。
這一刻，戈貝利爾察覺出會面時間的真相：按照嘉年華傳統，途徑高等城市，花車停留的最短時間必須長達一小時。如果是正常巡回，花車抵達98城應該是在夜間2點左右。但如果99城和100城屬于菲特，菲特只要将兩城的花車賽道弄出點故障，花車巡回只能提前出發前往下一個城市。
而花車巡回伴随無數直播攝像頭…，陸地載具展廳又正好在花車賽道正下方…，他帶再多蛾種軍過來，在煙花和直播燈的威脅下，這些蛾種軍和廢品沒有區別，派不上一點用。
“呵呵，呵呵。”戈貝利爾突然冷笑出聲。
“啪，啪啪，啪啪。”曾是一片血泥的方向有聲音傳來。
掌聲？戈貝利爾眯了眯眼睛，循聲望去。
“啪啪，啪。”
“啪。”黑暗處，有誰走出來。
來者輕輕鼓掌，身後傳來軍靴踉跄磕在地上的聲響。
“咻—嘭！”夜幕下，又一陣煙花巨大閃光亮起。
戈貝利爾看清來者。
一個戴着帽兜的高挑蟲族從黑暗中走出來，雙手交互相貼，輕輕拍擊鼓掌。
拍擊并不規律，一短一短一長，又一短一長。仿佛，手的主人聽了一場并不美妙的音樂會，但又為表尊重，或是展現自己得體的禮儀，随意而敷衍地鼓鼓掌，以示尊重辛苦演奏的音樂家。
在帽兜蟲族的身後，戈貝利爾的瞳孔緊縮，帽兜蟲族身後是一排被捆成團的四軍。
捆繩是通電的刑具，一旦被捆上，一電一個行動力報廢。
十多位佩戴戰術面具的雇傭兵牽狗一樣牽着蛾種軍雌。
蛾種軍雌一半都暈了過去，鱗翅耷拉着，一身血。
高等蟲族，作戰經驗豐富，絕對活躍在戰争一線，身上要麽背了十多枚勳章，要麽絕對身負十多個星球的血案！戈貝利爾看到帽兜蟲族身後的傭兵的第一眼，立刻分辨出關鍵。
“啪。”戴兜帽的高挑蟲族拍完最後一聲鼓掌，在玻璃門後停下。
玻璃外的夜空裏炸着煙花，白晝時不時閃過，高挑蟲族的上半張臉深藏在兜帽陰影中，下半張臉戴着黑色的呼吸過濾器。
“我研究你。”高挑蟲族出聲，是戈貝利爾在直播裏聽過的主播菲特的聲音。
“我推測你。”
“直到面對面，我發現，你竟然完完全全和我想的一樣。”
戈貝利爾聽懂了，菲特在嘲諷他挂在嘴邊的美德，嘲諷他每時每刻的謊言，嘲諷他如此無聊又傲慢。
“我為此感到榮幸。”戈貝利爾的臉比打視頻時更慘白，在煙花白晝的閃光下，像極了白蠟捏成的精致假面。
“夜安，我親愛的朋友。”戈貝利爾黑洞洞的雙瞳盯着菲特，面部肌肉紋絲不動。
他對着菲特輕輕晃了晃提着的醫療箱，喉嚨發出溫柔的問候：“看在我的禮物份上，請給我說說，你是怎麽捉下我的衛隊？”