Looking at this giant factory, it is madly producing cloned humans.

They had previously transformed the cyborgs who survived the alliance, and their combat effectiveness was very good. The combat power of one cyborg was enough to resist an entire company.

But in the last battle, they were basically all defeated by Alice.

Even the mecha company suffered heavy casualties, with almost no one returning. They sent out a reconnaissance team and found nothing but damaged mechas at the site.

All the cyborgs are gone.

Therefore, these elders all felt that the cyborg was captured by Alice.

To the extent that they are skeptical about the production of modified humans.

However, the cyborg factory demonstrated by the Great Elder produced a large number of such cyborgs.

"Will this really work? What if we are brainwashed by the bandits on the opposite side? They might turn their guns on us." An elder questioned.

The elder knocked on the table slowly.

He gave an obscure smile.

That smile was a little crazy and a little arrogant.

He said slowly, "Don't worry. These cyborgs have been specially treated. Haven't you seen the connection wires in their heads? Through some special means, they have been indoctrinated to become our army, our slaves who will be loyal to us forever. I have also implanted special chips in them.

If they dare to turn their guns around, as long as they have the thought of resistance, they will be given a powerful electric shock by the chip until they die! So, you can think of it as a robot in human skin.

This is also the latest work of our group, which integrates a lot of advanced technologies and is the final product of research and development. "

The words of the Great Elder were like the devil from hell.

It echoed slowly in the octagonal round table conference room.

The Great Elder placed his hands on the table, looking at the blurry figures of the crowd.

He said in a tempting tone, "This factory can produce two hundred cyborgs every day. If we give it a few days, it can create a huge army.

These modified humans do not need supplies or to live. They follow our orders and fight tirelessly until their energy runs out or they die.

Can you imagine what it feels like to have such an army? As long as they are equipped with various weapons, they will be a powerful army, an army that belongs only to me.

Not only can we control the Sky City, but we can also directly override the Alliance Army and eliminate these unruly people in Detroit, which is more concise and effective."

The Great Elder said word by word.

The voice echoed in the meeting.

The other Nasdaq Group elders listened to him.

He remained silent and seemed a little hesitant, because this was a crazy plan, which meant that the Nasdaq Group would undermine the alliance and become an extremely large group.

Even overthrow the government and become the government themselves.

This is extremely risky.

After all, they have always been a group dependent on the alliance, constantly draining the alliance's blood, just like a blood-sucking worm sucking the alliance's nutrients to grow.

If the alliance collapses.

Whose blood are they going to suck?

What's more, they have become accustomed to having the evil alliance help them deal with the tail.

In other words, the alliance acts as a thug, and when encountering big or small incidents, they will use various means to get the alliance to send troops, since it is the alliance's people who die anyway.

Their group can gain benefits.

It only takes a little money, wouldn't it be nice to let the alliance work hard?

The elder added: "I know what you are hesitating about. You became one of the controllers of the Nasdaq Group just for eternity and immortality.

But we have this army, we have everything in the world, even the sky cities of other regional alliances.

With their technology, we can produce endless resources for our own use.

Besides, it will be easier to control them and remove obstacles from the rebels and bandits, right? As for the Alliance, their army has long been useless, and we can cut off their supply, which can save us a lot of costs. "

Under his constant temptation.

The other elders were silent for a while.

Finally, I nodded, thinking that such a crazy plan would have more advantages than disadvantages.

On this day, the Elders Council of the Nasdaq Group agreed to the plan to transform humans.

They looked inside the huge screen.

Large factories will produce modified humans.

After being sent to the equipment factory, the cyborgs were dressed in black mechanical armor, making them look like medieval black knights, full of horror and blood.

…

Detroit under the sky city.

A circular road in the city.

A large number of vehicles were abandoned here, still burning fiercely. Among these scrapped cars, police armored vehicles could be found.

A bunch of fierce men stood on the car and cheered, holding Molotov cocktails, machine guns, and various weird combat machines in their hands.

Now we are in charge for once, riding on their heads, stealing their money, taking their places, what can they do to us? ! "

“Oh~oh~oh!”

"Whoa whoa!"

Everyone cheered.

Someone fired a gun into the sky.

The sounds of "thump, thump, thump..." came one after another, expressing the joy of a carnival.

There were even people drinking alcohol on the spot, clapping and whistling, and even a seductive woman dancing on a pole in revealing clothes.

It instantly attracted the attention of a large number of men.

Cheers rang out one after another.

Today, a large number of troops in Detroit City have been sent to the front line, resulting in insufficient defense in the city.

In particular, the reputation of the Spark Organization grew, giving these lower-class civilians hope, so these civilians started buying for free, causing the entire order to become chaotic.

After all, they have been suppressed for a long time.

It's natural to need to vent.

What's more, the current Security Bureau is simply unable to handle it all, because there are at least dozens of such riots and their manpower cannot be dispersed.

But just at this moment.

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard from the crowd.

Beep beep beep…

Crazy machine gun fire caused people to fall down in large numbers at the bonfire party in an instant, even the pole dancers inevitably fell down.

The originally white skin was now bloody.

And the civilians who reacted.

Immediately seek shelter nearby.

Then they saw a group of soldiers wearing black mechanical armor appear on the street at some point.

They marched in neat steps, as uniform as the ancient Roman army, or more like soldiers in Star Wars, wearing armor and holding very sci-fi guns in their hands.

"What the hell is this?"

"Could it be the Alliance Army?"

"Isn't the army handling everything in the city?"

The rebellious civilians talked a lot and felt fear in their hearts when they saw such a well-organized team.

But a big man just set up a heavy machine gun and fired at the black-helmeted army.

Toot, toot, toot...! The machine guns spewed out flames crazily.

Bullets rained down upon the army.

When other civilians saw this, they also raised their guns and started shooting, and a large number of bullets poured onto them.

Unfortunately, their heavy armor completely blocked the attack of bullets. Even the heavy machine guns only left bullet holes on the armor.

On the contrary, it is in their field of vision.

A blue screen appeared.

Intelligently lock onto these living beings and the targets that attack them.

Then, these cyborgs raised their guns without any emotion and pulled the triggers.

Beep, beep, beep... The sound of machine guns and the flames in the darkness, the bullets spewing out, accurately hit every living thing, even the people hiding in the cars.

He was also hit in the head by an armor-piercing bullet and died instantly.

This was simply a naked massacre.

It took the cyborgs only thirty seconds to massacre all the people holding the banquet. At least three hundred people died in this farce of civilians.

Others saw this bloody scene.

A crazy escape.

But when they fled back to their house.

Two minutes later.

The door of the house was kicked open, and these modified humans in black armor rushed in from outside. Without saying a word, they took out an iron rod, knocked them out and took them away.

These rioters will be sent to jail.

Unless they pay enough ransom, they can be acquitted, and the rest will go to prison to work as laborers, working for the Nasdaq Group for free.

And a lot of things like this happened that night.

(End of this chapter)