"This is the morning news from Tozcana. Here are a few briefings."
Munch stayed in the secret room last night, playing with the mechanical heart and Xiao Hei's behavior prediction model, and unknowingly fell asleep on the workbench. It was already eight o'clock in the morning when I woke up. On the screen wall, there were already many pedestrians on the star track in front of the City Security Bureau.
He opened the FM operation panel. Since the last time he accidentally listened to the fairy tale on the mysterious radio station, turning on the radio equipment every day has become his new habit.
"At 12 o'clock last night, at the Cyber Center located in the southwest of Tuo City, due to improper operation by the transporters, the waste energy blocks stacked in the ninth area exploded. The fire caused by the explosion was extinguished at 2:03 this morning. The accident injured a total of 16 related workers, and two workers died of serious injuries because they were too close to the explosion point.
The cause of the accident is still under further investigation. In addition, Casper Fan, the second-in-command who previously proposed to set up a research and development department in the Cyber Center to cooperate with the City Security Bureau, is jointly and severally responsible for the accidental explosion. From today, he will be unlimited. Please pay attention to the latest official news on when he will return."
Cyber Center, explosion, seriously injured and killed...
When these words were connected together, Munch was so anxious that he immediately turned on the communication device in the arm implant and called Tyrese.
I called several times but no one answered. Munch was completely sleepless. He picked up his clothes and prepared to go out. Bobo reminded him to turn on the implant's positioning device before making a decision, because Munch and Tyrese's bodies had been paired and authenticated, and they had permission to view each other's real-time location. .
"Unable to obtain the other party's location information, please try again."
"Unable to obtain the other party's location information, please try again."
"Unable to obtain the other party's location information, please try again."
"He must have been affected by the explosion, causing damage to his implant... No, I must go to the Cyber Center immediately."
Monk opened the door, lowered his head and rushed out. He bumped into the person at the door. A strong smell of engine oil mixed with the smell of smoke rushed into Monk's nostrils.
Monk looked up: "Tyrese! Why are you here!" He shouted excitedly and gave Tyrese a bear hug without any reason, "I thought you were dead! What happened to your positioning system? "
"I thought that thing was useless, so I stopped the positioning function." Tyrese said calmly.
The two of them entered the house.
Tyrese didn't notice anyone else and sat directly beside Monk's bed. After Bain saw Tyrese, he waggled his tail crazily and circled around him. "Why is it so dirty?" Looking at Bain covered with traces of dirt, Tyrese complained, "You're too lazy. Why don't you give it a bath?" He stretched out his hand and touched Bain's head. He touched it, leaving a light gray mark, "But it's okay now, you don't have to worry about me touching you dirty."
Munch noticed that the nails on Tyrese’s hands were covered with black dirt, and there were also smoke stains left by burns on his body.
"Why are you here? What happened?"
Tyrese pointed to the backpack behind him, "I found some of the parts you asked for."
He put his backpack on the ground, twisted his sore neck and made a clicking sound. He took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers.
"Actually, I arrived late last night. I kept sleeping in the stairwell for fear of disturbing you. You know, I like a humid environment. I'm used to staying in the garbage dump of the Cyber Center. I don't smell a bit of sour rot. , I really can’t sleep. Fortunately, the stairwell of Watson Building smells good, I like it very much.”
Bain growled slightly at the cigarette in Tyrese's hand. "Don't worry, I won't smoke, I'll just put it up my nose and smell it."
Monk took a glass of water from the robotic arm, kicked his backpack aside, sat down next to Tyrese, and handed the water glass over. "Is the cause of the explosion mentioned in the news true?"
"I haven't watched the news yet. I guess it's an operational error again, right?" Tyrese took a sip of water and put the cigarette in his nostrils.
Monk nodded.
"The lying skills of these people need to be improved. They use these reasons every time. However, let me tell you, you have to be grateful for the accident last night, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get the things you want."
Through Tyrese's narration, Monk knew everything that happened last night.
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At nine o'clock last night, the Cyber Center concentrated residential area. There were still three hours left before the explosion.
Living units composed of low-quality containers are neatly placed on an open space less than 30 meters away from the garbage dump in the Sixth District. A ten-meter-high high-voltage isolation net was set up between the residential area and the storage yard, and the surrounding searchlights illuminated the entire area as if it were daytime.
Since Monk left, Tyrese used various connections in the Cyber Center to get the opportunity to enter the tenth restricted area. As long as the special airship lands, the people organizing the labor force will find him and lead him into the team.
Tyrese looked through the window at the changes in the sky over the yard. He was waiting for the arrival of the special airship. According to the information he obtained from the dispatch center, an airship carrying out a special mission will enter the port tonight.
At half past nine, all the searchlights in the residential area were turned off, and the doors and windows of the container turned into a black opaque mode. As agreed, Tyrese waited quietly in the room. In the dark environment, he could only hear his own heartbeat. A few minutes later, a ray of light came out of the door. He was put on a metal mask and followed the team into a transport truck...
When the metal mask was removed, Tyrese was already in the yard of District 10.
Unlike other storage yards, Area 10 is divided into smaller organizational units, with an area of about ten meters square. The upper part of each organizational unit is covered with a small transparent dome, which is a portable explosion-proof membrane.
The storage yard is divided into sections according to the initial letters of the equipment. Between each section, there are three to five city guards on duty. They uniformly remove the epaulettes with unit numbers embroidered on them, deliberately hiding their identities.
At the entrance of the venue, stood a man with a scar on his face. Judging from the attitude of the other guards, he should be the captain in charge of this operation.
All workers in the subdivision were prohibited from talking. After finishing the work that needed to be moved, they stood at the boundary line, waiting for a new round of arrangements.
The area where Tyrese was located was lettered "B", and the things he carried were placed in a square metal box. When the personnel on duty were not paying attention, he tore off the plastic tape and found that the items inside were all well-made bearings. The special logo printed on the packaging indicates that it is a military-specific consumable.
"There are patrols in each division, and there is probably no blind spot between them. Even if you are lucky and sneak into the next division, there are so many parts on the list, how can you collect them in a short time?" Tyrese was distracted. Moving on the ground, secretly planning this arduous task.
Time passes minute by minute.
Eleven o'clock. There was still an hour before the explosion.
The moving work is all over. All workers stand in horizontal rows, forming countless slender lines. Tyrese stared closely at the team gathering in front, taking advantage of the gap to quietly hide behind the piled goods.
From the moment Tyrese stepped into Area 10, thick walls that could withstand nuclear explosions were built around the area to prevent workers from escaping during operations.
The open space in front of the yard was densely packed with people wearing metal masks. Under the watchful eye of the scarred man, the personnel counting process was in progress. Queues with the correct number of people move to specific areas to wait for transport vehicles. Only when the total number of workers corresponds accurately is the transport convoy allowed to evacuate from a dedicated exit.
Gradually, only Tyrese's queue was left in the open space. Not far away, neatly parked transport trucks were filled with workers wearing metal masks.
"Report, one is missing." The city guard ran to the scarred man and reported loudly.
"Search quickly!" The scarred man's voice was low and hoarse.
The flight scanner quickly took off and spread out in all directions. Within a few seconds, the thermal image of the tenth area was completed, and Tyrese had nowhere to hide.
"In area B, where the bearings are stacked!" Several guards raised their guns and moved quickly towards the area where Tyrese was.
Tyrese found that he was exposed, and ran hard towards the depths of Area 10 along the gaps in the explosion-proof film around the yard.
"Area D, where hazardous chemical additives are stored."
"Area F, where the friction adjustment shafts are stacked."
"Area M, where magnetic field generating units are stacked."
The guards gathered more and more, forcing Tyrese to the corner of the tenth area where weapons scraps were piled. He had nowhere to run, so he could only close his eyes and wait to be captured.
Suddenly, a hoarse and urgent order came from the intercom equipment of all the guards: "Everyone stop searching and evacuate District 10 immediately!"
The scarred man stood in front of the open space. On the military micro-radar implanted in his arm, there were more than a dozen red flashing dots representing armed airships, approaching the sky above the tenth district. At the bottom of the radar screen, the danger assessment column read With: Attack probability 100%, arrival time 15 minutes later.
Scar Man issued an order to the console to open the door to Area 10. He tried several times but failed to open it. At the same time, the explosion-proof membrane above each organizational unit automatically retracted and sank to the ground.
An ominous premonition enveloped him. As he watched the armed airship getting closer and closer, he ordered the few guards in front of him to shoot at the surrounding thick walls. Except for shallow bullet marks and shell casings all over the floor, the walls remained motionless. .
It was 11:48, twelve minutes before the explosion.
Hearing the messy gunshots in the distance, Tyrese carefully poked his head out and saw the strange behavior of the guards and the furious expression of the scarred man. He didn't know what happened. He only knew that no one had the energy to care about him now. He could Complete the tasks assigned by Munch well.
He casually found a portable equipment bag from Area E and slung it across his body. Tyrese flexibly moved among the various organizational units in Area 10. Without the obstruction of the explosion-proof film, he found things more quickly. .
It was 11:58, two minutes before the explosion.
The bag in front of Tyrese is fully packed. Except for the obsidian energy reactor, all the other accessories have been found. He decided to leave the quarantine area first, and then find other ways to deal with the rest.
At the parking lot of the transport truck, the workers wearing metal masks noticed something unusual and started to stir in the car. A few brave ones took off their masks and rushed out of the transport truck. The scarred man had nowhere to vent his fear. He grabbed the machine gun of the guard next to him and fired at the crowd. Suddenly, blood flowed into a river and he wailed. Everywhere.
Tyrese, who was hiding behind the cargo, was shocked and angry when he saw the scene in front of him.
Suddenly, all the searchlights in the Cyber Center were extinguished, leaving only District 10 still brightly lit, like a lighthouse in the middle of the night, pointing the direction to someone unknown.
A minute later, a huge black shadow was projected from the sky. Tyrese looked up, and the black shadow happened to be printed on his face. It was an armed airship, followed immediately by the second, third, fourth... In just a few dozen seconds, dozens of armed airships gathered in the sky over the 10th District.
A sneer flashed across the corner of the scarred man's mouth, as if he understood something. Together with the guards, he raised his gun to the sky and fired wildly, making a fearless resistance.
When the first shell fell, it hit the chemical additives in area D, and a series of explosions produced a large amount of toxic gas. Immediately afterwards, artillery shells rained down, blasting District 10 beyond recognition. Waves of scorching air knocked Tyrese over. He hugged his backpack tightly in his arms, using his body as the last protective barrier.
Another shell exploded not far away from him, and he flew into the air and lost consciousness.
