Chapter 27 (Catching Bugs)
"It's obvious that the opponent's current strategy is to rely on heavy firepower to prioritize capturing the fortresses guarded by small groups." Xu Yinmo glanced at the camera ball that flew back to its original position obediently, then pressed the thin transparent paper behind his ear and said.
The sound of Shen Jian's shallow breathing could be heard clearly beside his ears, as if it was the leader's beckoning and whispering in an extremely solemn environment. Xu Yinmo subconsciously straightened his back and his nerves tensed up again.
The gentleman seems a little unhappy? Xu Yinmo speculated hesitantly.
Why? Did he do something wrong? The order he received was to hold the front line and not move, and not to attack for the time being. He was doing well? The formation personnel who had adapted to him in advance were already following orders as closely as the army.
Just because of this little noise, Xu Yinmo became uncontrollably anxious. He pursed his lips, his mood quickly became depressed, he sheathed his sword, and said in a low voice, "They seem a little anxious, and the current attack seems... retaliatory."
The heavy laser sweeps set up by the Middle Ages were continuously outputting, covering the small fleet in the rear to destroy their organization's bases one by one in a dot matrix.
"What madness is going on over there in the Middle Ages?" A pilot who had also shot through the enemy's sneak attack ship cursed, "If we keep fighting like this, the barrier will be broken on the first day!"
Shen Jian fixed the projection in one place, and after hearing only this sentence, he glanced at the driver through the holographic scene construction.
Solomon immediately locked a screen for him, earning the yellow-haired driver an exclusive shot.
"Really?" Shen Jian took the third set of documents handed over by Shen Pingyan, and his voice was emotionless. "When do you think our barrier can be broken?"
The yellow-haired driver had no idea who was on the other side of the projection, but he was certain that it was a high-level official of the Wuyan Tower. He was just a low-level figure in a small organization, and his casual complaint should be tolerated by the Wuyan Tower.
He wiped the sweat off his face, staring at the laser tracking that was coming at him in a flash. His thumb was already on the transmitter, and he managed to cope with it by pulling his mind away: "Today? Maybe in the next second..."
Xu Yinmo suddenly took a step forward, raised his hands and made a shooting gesture with a calm expression before the ship's weapons were fired.
The bright photons quickly gathered and condensed into the shape of a sniper rifle. With a slight "whoosh" sound, in the countless spherical bases that blocked out the sky in the distance, the person who was hiding in a secret location and controlling the tracking had died silently.
The driver stopped moving, his pupils dilated for a long time before he slowly came back to consciousness: "As expected of you, you are the spokesperson for the Northern Theater..."
This level of horrifying observation ability... The driver didn't dare look back and held the joystick tightly, as the hairs on his back ran up along his spine.
Xu Yinmo took two steps towards him in the midst of the battle, looking at him with a half-smile, "I seem to have said that I am from the Wuyan Tower."
He waved his hand to signal the fleet that had come to apply for flight orders, and sixteen small ships ignited and took off quickly to take over the firepower, buying some time for the brief peace here.
Shen Jian raised his head and glanced at the projection of Xu Yinmo holding a gun and starting to move, then lowered his head and picked up the document again.
Sending spies to each other is a common practice, but this pilot was just too stupid.
The commander of this war was Shen Pingyan, and the one sitting on the front line was Xu Yinmo. If he still had any concerns, it was that he was afraid that they would go too far.
...and, that medieval machine.
Shen Jian browsed the line of words on the document that was circled by Shen Pingyan.
[The medieval headquarters seems to be relocated, but the number of machines is wrong. 】
"..." The unhappy leader turned his pen and squeezed the document tightly, and Solomon, who was approaching, quickly recorded it.
Solomon put down a pot of coffee and greeted Shen Jian. Then he began to scan the people with the highest authority as usual and record the data for one day.
It specifically cleared a storage block to load the data analysis of Chen Jian, and then it came up with an emotion that included 25% anger, 35% sarcasm, 15% curiosity and... 25% eagerness to try?
...? Are human emotions so complex?
Solomon blinked his eyes, "Sir, what are you thinking about?"
Shen Jian said nothing, put down the documents, crossed his legs and turned his gaze back to the increasingly unstable projection.
Xu Yinmo abandoned the sniper rifle, picked up the sword again, and pierced half of the driver's neck.
"..." The leader who had just said that he had nothing to worry about forced a smile, "I don't know what you are thinking, Xu Yinmo, but you are not allowed to kill him."
Xu Yinmo sighed, and quickly crippled the yellow-haired man's limbs, sheathed his sword, and said, "Take him back, keep him alive, and have someone interrogate him."
After letting the person go, Xu Yinmo secretly raised a fleeting smile behind Shen Jian's back, as if he cheered for a moment that his prank had succeeded.
Of course he knew that living people were far more valuable than dead people, but just as he was willing to pull the rug out to divert Shen Jian's attention, he was also willing to pretend to be ignorant so that Shen Jian's attention would stay on him more.
It would be best to give him a first-class merit and slap him in the face when he gets back.
Xu Yinmo thought casually.
The purple-haired man, whose mood had returned to a cheerful state, turned his head to look at the terrified man who was unable to speak due to a leak in his trachea, and knocked him out cleanly. He then raised his hand to signal for people to wait, "Does anyone know him?"
The strong woman who was just about to carry the yellow-haired man froze in her tracks. She paused for a full five seconds before saying, "I know him."
"We belong to the same organization." The woman swallowed the name of the organization. She was afraid of implicating others.
Xu Yinmo smiled, turned his head meekly, and let his eyes slide across the projection.
Shen Jian nodded indifferently, “Whatever you want, that’s your territory.”
So Xu Yinmo continued to approach her, and stopped when the woman was bending her body tighter and tighter. "First of all, you didn't stop me when I was about to take action. You did a good job."
The woman's expression suddenly relaxed. "We trust Wu Yanta, to be honest, and you are also very good. Maybe he really did something wrong."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but look up and quietly waited for the tears in her eyes to evaporate. She forced a smile with difficulty, as if convincing herself, "He is my biological brother. I just want him to suffer less. I will persuade him, don't worry."
All those who took refuge in the Wuyan Tower thought so. Xu Yinmo thought calmly as he looked at the woman who was bending herself like a bow to suppress her emotions.
Even though Wu Yan Ta had made no achievements in four years, the historical legacy and the miraculous history of its leader still made these people stand on Wu Yan Ta's side without hesitation.
Look, it's a miracle. Even if the person being punished is his own brother, he would rather suspect that his brother did something wrong and never thought that maybe Wu Yanta looked down on people from other organizations and engaged in internal bullying.
This was enough to show how well the Wuyan Tower was built by Chen Jian, and how well the Wuyan Tower was maintained by the cadres who silently deceived their superiors and operated behind the scenes during the four years when Chen Jian was away.
Therefore, the latter is enough to show how deep the leader's control over his subordinates is.
Xu Yinmo couldn't help but look away from the projection of the leader.
"Don't cry, you're a warrior." He suppressed the inevitable physiological tremor that this analysis brought to his body, and then said to the woman.
After a pause of one second, he raised his hand and pressed the thin sheet behind his ear that was gently buzzing. He lowered his eyes calmly and continued, "I'm glad you trust the Wuyan Tower. Your inference is correct."
"Maybe he is not your brother anymore." Xu Yinmo drew his sword and cut open the man's temple. A thin green savings card was squeezed in the flesh and blood. The moment it realized that it was exposed to the air, it waved the transparent thin line connecting the card as if it had life, as if trying to find the next host.
Facing the stunned look in the woman's eyes, he spoke clearly, enunciating each word, "I just received news that the Middle Ages were the first to use brainwashing creatures."
This is something that is expressly prohibited from use in the first category. It is even more uncontrollable than the second category prohibited chemicals. It changes people's beliefs, religion, perseverance, thinking, faith, and dreams...
The memories are the same, the personality is the same, even the smile is the same, but there is no resemblance to the people you know, and there is no possibility of reversal. You will only obey the ideas that may have been implanted in advance and use them to replace all life goals.
Generally speaking, this situation is equivalent to brain death and cardiac arrest, and can also be considered as the death of the body. The only difference is that it requires a way to stop the body from breathing.
"My condolences." Xu Yinmo shook off the red and green liquid with the sword in hand, and said finally.
The war has only started for one day and it is already entering its second phase.
Xu Yinmo turned his head and saw Shen Jian, who also had a rare cold expression.
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The leader's room of the Wuyan Tower.
Shen An didn't care about crying anymore. He got up from the carpet and asked someone to identify the green savings chip.
The middle-aged man wearing a monocle and seven or eight of his researchers compared data on the huge table in the command room for a full hour before they dared to come out and make a conclusion with Shen Jian.
"Sir, it should be based on the same principle as the brain-computer interface chip I'm responsible for. It's an improved version of the chip that carries a virus parasite. The energy source that triggers its operation is, as expected, bioelectricity."
The body's bioelectric current is very weak, which means this thing can survive anywhere there is electricity.
"Finally, it is the reproductive ability that is the most difficult to confirm," the middle-aged man paused.
"Although there is no data to support this, I personally think that if I were equipped with such an easily available energy source, I would definitely spend some time to stabilize its reproductive capacity."
Shen Jian slowly raised his eyes, stood up, and said, "So what you mean is that the reproductive ability is likely not bad or even extremely good, right?"
“My subordinates, my people,” Shen Jian said, “and all the people in the world will become puppets of this thing.”
He is angry.
The subordinate with the monocle lowered his head slightly.
The middle-aged man had deep eye sockets, and his warm orange pupils just reflected the leader's first slightly angry look.
He had long passed the age of youthful vigor and ambition, and just wanted to see Shen Jian continue on his path. He was too lazy to fight for achievements and honors.
But this time the leader he was loyal to was really angry.
He paused, put his hands behind his back and bent slightly, "I think I can still be of some use, sir. If there is a captured entity, I think I can analyze it."
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