Chapter 115. Do we have this professional title in Colombia?

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"I understand. Continue to pay close attention to the normal order of Tulip Street. If any gang dares to claim to occupy the area, don't hesitate to kill them immediately until they all retreat. Yes, I believe our operators can do this."

Zhou Jinru pressed the phone and scanned the surrounding operators. Everyone focused on him.

"Those gang members usually just sneak around and do some tricks. But our operators are all veterans who have come off the battlefield. Their combat effectiveness is not at the same level. Don't worry about my safety. Amiya, you want Knowing that I have a whole combat team here, I care more about you and pay attention to controlling your own power... How do I know? I know everything, hahahaha..."

Seeing Zhou Jinru hang up the phone, Jiaweier sighed: "If Dr. Kelsi knew that you were joking about her words, he probably wouldn't look good on you."

Zhou Jinru waved his hand: "We won't discuss this issue. When did our Queen Mother Kai give me a good look? I'm not worried about her problems. People always have to understand each other. I believe she can understand me. If she can't understand me, there's nothing she can do about it. .”

He put away his smile and said seriously: "Now there is bad news. According to the news from the secret clue, a large number of robots have appeared in a certain neighborhood of Saint Martin. They seem to be able to identify and arrest infected people. You understand what I mean. You mean, I know that most of you here are infected, so you must be more careful now."

"robot?"

Spot asked first.

"It's not a strange thing. I saw it in Satellite City No. 1145 two months ago, but I didn't expect it to be in Saint Martin. According to my understanding, in the known history of Terra, there was a riot of mechanical intelligence, eradicating Got a guy named The Terminator."

Yue Jianye sat on the armrest of the sofa, glanced around at everyone present, and said seriously: "We should consider another question. Where are these robots now? Why are they targeting infected people? As for how they came, it is actually very Simple, Saint Martin is very close to the ruined city, maybe some people obtained the lost technology from there.”

Zhou Jinru listened patiently. He actually had an idea in his mind. Current medical technology basically relies on two test results to determine whether a person is infected. One is the simplest body imaging report, which can basically confirm whether there is a source of infection in the internal organs. Originium crystals, and the other is blood testing. Originium crystals observed on the body surface with the naked eye strictly belong to the former type.

If Amiya's intelligence is correct, those robots should use the former technology when screening infected people to quickly identify whether the person in front of them is infected.

There is another problem. When the robot performs screening, the other party will definitely not stand in front of the medical equipment like doing CT in the hospital. Therefore, this simple screening technology should be very rough and error-prone.

Just when their discussion was in full swing, the phone in front of Zhou Jinru rang again. This time it was an unfamiliar number. It was not from Amiya or Silver Fox, so it could only be from Saxon Detective Agency. of.

Picking up the phone, sure enough, Walton's voice appeared on the phone.

"Mr. Aguang, there is chaos everywhere now. You should understand what I mean. If you are still in the Rose District, then you and your team can go out and at least help the local police station share some of the pressure. I have a Advice, you must remember it well and don’t go into the darkness alone, otherwise unimaginable things will happen.”

The more Zhou Jinru listened, the more strange he became. Could it be that St. Martin had something else going on? Gangs everywhere were making trouble, and robots were catching infected people everywhere. The Saxon Detective Agency seemed to be caught in something, and had to ask for help. Before he could tell him about the robot, Walton had hung up the phone, and no one answered when he called back.

After glancing at Jiavir who was gearing up, Zhou Jinru stood up, and all the operators also stood up.

"Colombian officials can't hold on anymore. They want some help, so we will give them some help. After all, we have given money."

"My staff can't wait!" This is Gavel.

"It's so annoying, I want to go back and read comics." This is Spot.

"Look at me setting off a big firework for the citizens of St. Martin!" This is an air explosion.

Zhou Jinru stared at this group of lazy operators. He really wanted to yell, "Be serious, we are going to fight, not for an outing!"

However, Hongyun was still losing his temper and ignored the mourners.

When Yue Jianye told a crude joke, Zi Lan not only didn't smile at all, she even wanted to hit him with an umbrella.

Popka held the doctor's hand, looking so cute that Zhou Jinru couldn't refuse her, even though his other hand was holding four flags.

Only Susuluo, who had always been serious, gave him some psychological comfort. At least there were normal people in this combat team.

"Hey, doctor, don't keep a straight face. I brought you the latest Colombian movie, and it's a signed version."

Until the iron-eating beast placed a CD in front of him, Zhou Jinru suddenly had a headache as big as two.



"Protect the mobile light source! Hold it! Hold it all to me!"

William Kent stared with a pair of small eyes, holding a crossbow in his right hand, and kept shooting at the enemies who were attacking the police station's defense line. He still couldn't figure out why it was like this.

At first, only a small number of gang members attacked the police station. These people were so bold that they wanted to attack the police station. The angry police officers immediately launched a counterattack and knocked down several people. Due to the special situation now, they did not If the police officers are willing to leave the police station, just leave them on the ground and leave them alone.

However, after knocking down a wave of gang members, the pressure on the police station did not decrease. William had to order the door of the police station to be blocked. The only thing he wanted to do was to hold on until the end of time.

Because once the light is restored, St. Martin's security forces will be dispatched, and the Rose District will bear the brunt, because there are many politicians, businessmen, and foreign ambassadors living here. It is the face of St. Martin, how can it be lost to those scoundrels?

The idea was indeed correct, but reality slapped him hard. A police officer who went to the toilet disappeared out of thin air. No one knew where he went. At first, no one cared. However, when the fourth and fifth police officers arrived, When the police officer disappeared, William finally panicked. He personally led the people to the front line. If the chief didn't show up at this time, maybe the police station would be lost directly. By then, everything would be over.

After carefully questioning several police officers, the Chief Superintendent of Police violently threw off his desk, spilling phone calls, documents, teacups, etc. on the floor. William said angrily: "They are all deserters! Deserters! What disappeared? It's obviously out of fear." Escaped! I will punish them! Punish them!"

This was the beginning of everything. This roar barely calmed people's hearts. Seeing that he had achieved his goal, William threw out the sweet dates at the right time: "As long as we can hold the police station, it proves that St. Martin's security force is not so unbearable." , we can all get awards. There is chaos everywhere now. A victory is needed to boost morale. Even a small victory will be praised. Do you understand what I mean? As long as we can hold the guard Troops are dispatched, promotions, salary increases and medals are all within sight!"

The obese police chief was afraid that he would not be able to express himself well, so he still followed the temptation: "Heroes! Saint Martin needs heroes. We will all be heroes of Saint Martin in the future. The citizens will remember that there is a group of heroic police officers who are not afraid of powerful enemies and protect the safety of citizens! "

In fact, he didn't know why someone disappeared, but he didn't care about that much now.

"No, we can't hold it anymore. Those damn gangs, they have too many warlocks. They will fire spell missiles in a concentrated manner. We won't be able to hold it in ten minutes at most."

William was originally a retired soldier, and he discovered the problem at a glance. Why were the carefully trained senior police officers no match for those idle people? A scattered gang suddenly mastered basic tactics, while the police officers were still looking at it from the perspective of the beginning. Enemies are calculating but not intentional. No wonder they suffered a big loss as soon as they encountered them.

"Reload and retreat! Use the police station wall for cover, don't stop medical treatment, and pay attention to the enemy's fire concentration point!"

William forced himself to calm down and began to direct the battle. The originally shaky defense line gradually stabilized, but his heart was always filled with uneasiness. Why did these lazy guys suddenly learn tactics, even though they were still far behind the well-trained soldiers? , but this is a sign that the situation is developing in a bad direction.

Just when he was about to step forward to check, suddenly, the fortification under his feet shook violently. The next second, a violent explosion came from behind, and flying sand, gravel and mud crackled on the lighting equipment.

"It's over."

The despair in William's heart welled up. The frontal fire attracted his attention. Someone went around behind him and blew up the back wall of the police station compound. That was where the prison was located. There were only a few police officers there, so they were bound to be outnumbered. A large number of prisoners can be released in the blink of an eye, forming a pincer attack with the gangs besieging outside.

Where the Fat Sheriff couldn't see, his shadow seemed to be grabbed by the throat with a pair of hands, dragging him deeper into the darkness.

"Sheriff! Sheriff! Look, there's a flag there, it's our Colombian flag!"

Suddenly, a police officer ran over from a distance, pointed forward and shouted. He did not notice that William was almost submerged in the darkness.

This shout made everything return to normal. William, who had been in despair and had a very vague perception of his surroundings, broke free.

Still unconscious, he quickly ran forward two steps, stared at the flag that was getting closer, and looked at each other with his police officer: "Professional consultant of the Colombian Federal Investigation Center?"

“Do we have this professional title in Colombia?”