The moment the disinfectant mist engulfed the conference room, Mou Xuan's tactical gloves tapped three times quickly under the table.
The holographic projection suddenly switched to a schematic diagram of the base's defense system, and twelve red warning lines were slowly closing behind him.
"The alert level has been lowered to orange." Mou Xuan's voice was like a blade tempered by ice, causing condensed water on the ceiling to fall.
He raised his hand to catch a drop of water that was about to fall on the encryptor, and it condensed into micro ice crystals as his fingertips twisted it. "There are 37 brothers stationed at the weather station, which is enough to handle the fireworks show prepared by Mr. Tao."
Chen Yao's particle knife suddenly hovered two centimeters from the back of Lu Suspicious' neck, and the blade reflected the signal jammer hidden in the opponent's tactical vest. "Gather on level -3 in ten minutes." As she turned around, the heel of her combat boots slammed heavily on the crack in the ground, and the entire floor tile suddenly flipped over to reveal a hidden weapons cache. "Each person gets two cans of neurotoxin neutralizer."
Mou Xuan stopped Chen Yao next to the elevator shaft. The emergency breathing valve on the left shoulder of her combat uniform was still emitting light purple mist. "The medical team will give you the seventh serum injection in three hours." Chen Yao's particle knife suddenly split into six shadows, drawing the coordinates of the seventeenth area shelter on the ground. "The infiltration speed of the Dow Group is 38.7% faster than expected."
The whistling sound of a metal storm suddenly came from the ventilation duct, and Mou Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank into vertical lines.
He unbuttoned the third secret button on his tactical vest, revealing the space-time stabilizer embedded in his chest. Seventeen cracks on its surface were emitting a faint blue fluorescence. "Help me keep an eye on old friend Xu." As he implanted the quantum key into Shen Yao's headset, his fingertips brushed against the neural interface at the back of her neck. "He switched to the seventh encryption algorithm today."
Old friend Xu was debugging the coffee machine in the lounge on the second floor below ground. Seventeen cups of steaming mocha suddenly formed a base defense map on the table. "The brothers at the weather station sent back news that the core of the metal storm is underground in Central Park." His mechanical prosthetic eyes flashed with data streams, and the nanorobots hidden in his sleeves were drawing three-dimensional maps on the ground. "Chief Mou has sent three groups of people to recover the samples."
Assistant Feng suddenly knocked over the sugar jar, and the spilled sugar cubes were arranged on the radiation protection coating to form the logo of Area 17 Shelter. "But the medical team detected that the living sample carried a new type of prion." As he wiped the lens, the micro-projector projected a diagram of the internal structure of the refrigerated truck in the coffee steam. "I heard that Chief Mou plans to escort it personally?"
The metal floor suddenly vibrated slightly, and Mou Xuan's space-time stabilizer burst out with a dazzling blue light.
When he opened his eyes again, the timer on the tactical tablet showed that only 0.3 seconds had passed, but images of the next seven minutes remained on his retina - Xu Jiuyou's mechanical prosthetic eye projected twenty-three false coordinates in the ventilation duct, and Assistant Feng's lens reflected the mutation of the living specimens in the refrigerated truck.
"Notify the blasting team." Mou Xuan suddenly slammed the encryptor into the coin slot of the coffee machine, and the lighting system of the entire lounge instantly switched to infrared mode. "There is a metal cocoon with a diameter of two meters thirty meters underground at the weather station. Start the antimatter drill in three minutes."
Infrared spots danced on the metal bulkhead, and Mou Xuan's tactical boots crushed over the finely crushed sugar cubes on the ground.
The shock waves sent back by the blasting team formed a closed loop on the retinal imager. He stared at the countdown jumping on the LCD screen of the coffee machine - the moment the antimatter drill penetrated the metal cocoon, seventeen blue lights suddenly gushed out from the vents.
"There is something wrong with the sound wave map under the weather station." Chen Yao suddenly tore off the tourniquet on her right arm, and the dark red blood condensed into three-dimensional coordinates on the radiation-proof floor tiles. "The brain wave radiation range of the living sample exceeds the standard value by 3.5 times."
Mou Xuan's space-time stabilizer suddenly beeped, and he poured half a cup of cold coffee towards the surveillance camera in the southeast corner of the lounge.
The liquid freezes into an ice cone the moment it touches the metal casing, accurately piercing the micro laser emitter hidden inside. "Notify the medical team to install a No. 4 magnetic storm coil on the refrigerated truck." As he spoke, he used a tactical dagger to cut off the coffee machine's knob, revealing the quantum communication chip inside that was transmitting a message. "Replace the seventh serum with a glucose solution."
Xu Jiuyou's mechanical prosthetic eye suddenly shed tears of blood. When he took off the lens to wipe it, the nanorobots pieced together a new base defense map on the ground. "Chief Mou's blasting efficiency is still amazing." The data cable that slipped out of his sleeve was plugged into the coffee machine interface, and the holographic projection instantly switched to the internal structure of the metal cocoon. "But you seem to have missed this--"
In the projection, the mutant's chest suddenly cracked open, and seventeen spore bullets embedded with the Dow Group emblem were pulsating.
Mou Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted. He should have realized that the blue fluorescence was not the protective shield of the metal cocoon, but the dormant indicator light of the spore bullet.
"The third row of shelves in the cold storage on the second negative floor." Chen Yao suddenly carved a deep mark on the metal wall with a particle knife, "Twenty-three minutes ago, seven boxes of hemostatic agents were replaced with nutrient solution specifically for hibernation chambers." The metal debris picked up by the tip of her knife formed the unique triangular logo of Dow Group in the infrared light.
Sparks suddenly burst out from Mou Xuan's tactical gloves, and he saw more details in the 0.3-second time jump - the real-time monitoring screen of the Area 17 shelter flashed inside Xu Jiuyou's mechanical prosthetic eye, and the refrigerated truck number reflected in Assistant Feng's lens had an extra code than the actual one.
"Negotiate." Xu Jiuyou suddenly pushed the steaming mocha to the edge of the table. The milk foam on the surface of the coffee retained the swan latte art pattern from three minutes ago. "Exchange sample No. 23 for access to the seventh underground floor of the weather station." His mechanical fingers tapped lightly on the rim of the cup, and the frequency of vibration was completely synchronized with the dormant pulse of the spore bullet.
Chen Yao's particle knife was suddenly placed on Assistant Feng's carotid artery, and the frequency of the blade's vibration accurately offset the resonance wave of the coffee cup. "Three of your nanorobots are missing from my boots." She stepped heavily on the communication lines under the floor tiles with the heel of her combat boots, and the flying sparks burned scorch marks on Xu Jiuyou's cuffs.
Mou Xuan's space-time stabilizer flashed again, and this time he predicted twelve more seconds.
In the image remaining on the retina, Xu Jiuyou's negotiation conditions will continue to escalate with the activation progress of the spore bullets, and the real killer move is hidden in the electromagnetic pulse device disguised as a creamer can at the bottom of the coffee machine.
"Tomorrow morning at six o'clock, observation deck of area B7." Mou Xuan suddenly pressed the fragments of the space-time stabilizer onto the negotiation table. The splashing blue light cast a spider-web-like shadow on Xu Jiuyou's face. "Remember to bring the twenty-three true spore bullets you hid in the ventilation duct." When he turned around, his combat cloak swept down three listening devices, which were cut into metal powder by Chen Yao's particle knife the moment they landed.
Chen Yao pressed the emergency brake button in the elevator shaft, and the coffee stains left on her fingertips were corroding the safety bolt. "His mechanical prosthetic eye has been replaced with a third-generation iris lock from Dow Group." She pulled away the bloody bandage on her left shoulder, revealing the red glowing neural interface underneath. "Be careful of infrasonic resonance during negotiations."
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