"Wow~"
As a bucket of ice water was poured on his face, Kruger struggled to open his bloodshot eyes. The heavy blow to his head previously made him somewhat unconscious, but under the stimulation of the bright light, he managed to force himself to I remembered my previous encounter.
"Bah! Bastards! Who are you?!"
Because his neck was swollen from being pinched by the Z-1 robot, Kruger spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, cursed a few times with all his strength, and then stopped talking because of the pain in his neck.
In his opinion, it may be that his arrogant style has caused some people's displeasure, but as long as he admits his mistake and uses his identity as a latent agent to threaten, he can still easily get out of trouble.
But when he turned around and saw that the two men next to him had shaved heads and their heads were covered with complex lines and marks, Kruger began to panic.
His gradually recovering vision also made him notice that the room he was in was not the dark and damp cell he imagined, but a clean space with pure white walls and ceiling, and the faint blue light tubes embedded on the walls emitted light from time to time. A burst of bright light stimulated his eyeballs.
"this......"
Just as Kruger was desperately flexing his muscles to break away from the alloy ring that bound him to the pure white seat, a door opened on the tight wall, and several researchers wearing white protective suits walked in.
The leading researcher saw Kruger staring at him, laughed contemptuously, and then began to use an instrument to mark his forehead.
"Hey! You bastard, what the hell do you want to do to my head!"
Krueger, who began to realize that something serious might happen to him, screamed crazily, and a few drops of saliva splashed on the face of the researcher who was scanning the brain.
"do you know?"
After asking a confused question, the researcher took two steps back, then accelerated and punched Crud hard in the abdomen, making the arrogant agent completely withered.
The researcher directly took off the mask on his face, and it was none other than Sandro, the spider's right-hand man.
"After I know what heinous things you have done, I have completely given up hope on people like you."
Sandro touched Kruger's smoothly shaved head with his big hand and smiled with satisfaction.
"Don't worry, I will give you a 'good start'..."
...
Yang Tianyi, who was traveling far away in the Middle East Alliance and inspecting the local customs to facilitate the entry of Qunxing Group, received the news from Spider.
The three Kruegers have been captured alive and sent to the group's secret laboratory underground in Los Angeles.
Sandro, who holds two doctorates in engineering and biology, is leading a team to extract organic information from the brains of three people, including trivial matters such as their names, who they are, what they have done, where they live, and how many people they have. , so big that they eliminated dissidents for Delacourt, committed murders and set fires, committed all kinds of evil by virtue of their status as CCB agents, and other scandals were dug out.
The specially created underground space will block all signals from CCB and Elysium, and no one will know the whereabouts of the three people.
Of course, the equipment and environment, which are much better than those in the movie, cannot be wasted. After extracting the organic information from the three people's brains, Sandro will cooperate with a team of experts from New York to perform in vivo experiments on the three Kruegers. experiment.
If nothing else happens, the three people who have "dedicated their lives" to science will greatly speed up the development of the sixth-generation exoskeleton, and the combat effectiveness of exoskeletons that do not require an external electronic brain will be improved again!
As far as the current technology of Qunxing Group is concerned, the human brain is still a technological restricted area that is difficult to access. If the development of the brain can be directly improved, the combat effectiveness of exoskeleton warriors will be far stronger than using computers.
But for Yang Tianyi now, the Kruger trio are just insignificant sideshows.
CCB-managed prisons in many backward countries have inexhaustible resources for death row prisoners. With boxes of American dollars and gold bars as bribes, few prison directors can refuse to use a few "dead people" In exchange for "retirement pension".
It's just that most death row prisoners are not as physically fit as the three Kruegers, which also means that experts will be able to do more experiments on Krueger.
Yang Tianyi, who had watched the experiments of the scientific research department, felt a little nauseous when he thought of the bloody scene.
Unlike the broken human bodies and broken limbs on the battlefield, it was an absolute violence that dismantled human beings as machines.
Yang Tianyi knows what the human body looks like floating in the maintenance fluid in the culture tank after the human skeleton is completely removed.
Such culture tanks have filled the underground of the New York laboratory, and there are many empty tanks that have not been filled with life-sustaining liquids waiting for their "guests."
Somewhat unbearably, he closed his eyes to let those horrific scenes fade from his mind. Yang Tianyi exhaled, and the look of compassion on his face puzzled Harland, who was sipping coffee next to him.
"The earth in 2154 is actually like this. It's hard to imagine that humans were once so backward."
Harland took a sip of the coffee in his cup and joked: "But at least their coffee tastes better than it did a hundred years ago."
Glancing at the coffee shop owner who was looking at him with attentive eyes, Harland stood up and handed the cup over, signaling the boss for another cup.
The boss took out a seemingly empty small iron kettle and slowly turned it on the hot sand. As the wall of the iron kettle absorbed enough heat in the sand, the dark brown coffee magically emerged from the sand. The pot swelled up.
Seeing that the coffee was about to overflow the spout, the boss skillfully raised the iron pot and poured the coffee into Harland's cup.
Even after watching the making process of sand coffee once, Harland still couldn't help but marvel.
After handing a large American dollar to the boss, Harland turned around and suddenly found Yang Tianyi standing behind him, staring intently at the hot sand in the iron furnace.
"Yang, you scared me!"
Harland obviously didn't expect that there was someone standing quietly behind him, and he almost spilled the coffee in his hand.
Glancing at Harland with an exaggerated expression, Yang Tianyi knew that his old friend had noticed his annoyance and wanted to tease him in this way.
Coffee will not pop out of the pot out of thin air, just as the strength of Stars Group will not grow out of thin air.
After sighing imperceptibly, Yang Tianyi directly reached out and inserted his hand into the hot sand, feeling the amazing heat transmitted through the skin to the muscles.
Seeing the customer harming himself, the boss was horrified and tried to stop him, but was stopped by Harland.
In the boss's puzzled eyes, Harland used a translator to tell him that his friend was a disabled person and now he uses a prosthetic limb. Your sand must have brought back memories of his childhood, so he wanted to insert his hand into it. Go have some fun.
After accepting the wad of American dollars handed over by Harland, the boss chose to believe this outrageous statement, turned around and walked out of the cafe while whistling.
"It seems you don't like to sacrifice the weak, even if they are not innocent."
Harland, who probably guessed what Yang Tianyi was thinking, came closer and spoke softly.
"If you want to achieve extraordinary things, you must use extraordinary means..."
Seeing that his old friend cared so much about him, Yang Tianyi said something that seemed very philosophical, which made Harland applaud. However, the next second, Yang Tianyi added with a smile.
"This is a line from the villain in a cartoon I loved watching when I was a kid."
Under Harland's helpless gaze, Yang Tianyi pulled his hand out of the sand.
Putting his hand in the sun, the warm sunlight shone on the slightly red back of Yang Tianyi's hand, and he could see that the remaining granular sand also shone under the sunlight.
"let's go!"
As if he had figured something out, Yang Tianyi suddenly shook off the sand on his hands, and his mood improved a little.
Although Haaland became increasingly confused about his old friend's temper, he still followed him in stride.
Because he believed that no matter what kind of person Yang Tianyi became in the future, the tragedy of fratricide would never happen between them.
