Infinity Armament

John Keller was also * and his men discussing a series of new incidents.

Unlike the original plot, the discussion was clearly enriching.

“From 2 p.m. to the present, there have been successive large-scale attacks across New York, which we suspect are organized acts of terror in terms of their magnitude, although so far no organization has officially admitted to being associated with the attack. ”

Keller's men are reporting on a series of incidents that occurred during the day: "Whoever they are, they entered the * network, causing disruptions everywhere, and they are connected. ”

Keller asks, "Is there evidence that all these incidents originated from the same organization? ”

“It is not entirely certain yet, but we did find common ground in a number of incidents. ”

“What do we have in common? ”

“Maybe you should take a look at this first.” The assistant brought Keller to the command deck, where he was playing a battle picture - a picture of an adventurer fighting Transformers.

“What is this?” John Keller shouts.

“This was taken at 4 p.m. this afternoon in the Manhattan area of New York. The images show that both warring parties are present beyond our comprehension. ”

“Both sides?” John Keller repeated the word, and then he saw an adventurer jump up high in the image, striking a dazzling light in his hand, smashing the robot into a brilliant spark.

“Oh, my God, who could do this?” Keller shouts.

“As you can see, we don't understand either.” The assistant replied: "We investigated all the incidents that occurred this afternoon, six of which were captured on camera, all with similar images, and then we found witnesses in twelve incidents, confirming that we had seen similar fights. Similar signs were found in more than 20 other battles…”

“Are you saying there have been more than thirty fights like this since this afternoon? ”

“In fact… more than forty, and it continues to grow, sir. ”

“Who are they? What's wrong with these machines? ”

“Nobody knows, sir, but maybe we can find an answer on the other side.” The assistant finger refers to the computer: "The invasion that took place tonight has been proven to be a robotic virus. Its usefulness is not yet known, but it is likely to lead to systemic paralysis. Every time you run the antivirus software, it speeds up, as if it's already anti-customer oriented and becomes the system itself. ”

“You mean...”

A woman's voice suddenly rang out: "Biological organisms, based on computers with DNA. ”

Everyone looked back and saw that Maggie was standing at the door. Whether it was the need for the plot or to prove her worth, she appeared anyway and made her own remarks as the plot showed.

Had it not been for the adventurer's appearance that Transformers had appeared early on the Command Hall screen, she would have been kicked out of the hall after having said an analysis of Transformers, according to the drama, but now her presence is a perfect explanation of what John Keller had seen.

“Who is she?” John Keller looked at the girl and asked.

“Member of the Information Analysis Group.” His assistant replied.

“Is that the hacker she found?” John Keller asked.

“No, no, it's another group.” The assistant replied.

Maggie felt an exhalation.

The assistant added: "It was they who found out. ”

Maggie beamed and quickly turned around, not knowing when the gentle and unseen were standing behind her.

“Oh, shit, why are they here again?” Maggie held her head and sighed.

Gentle has taken a step forward: “Hello, * Mr. Long, we are here to tell you that Ms. Maggie's analysis is also what we think. I don't think we're dealing with the invasion of a country, but with an unknown existence, based on a computer with DNA, as Miss Maggie said. And only a computer like that can release a virus that we can't stop. ”

“No, ma'am, ma'am!” Maggie's angry whisper correction.

“How do you explain the frequent movement of a national navy in satellite imagery? Their strength is constantly increasing.” The assistant asked.

“But wouldn't we be doing the same thing in defense?” Gentle Judo.

Maggie gets angry: take my lines again!

The Phantom has continued: "It is proving likely to be an invasion from an alien race, it should be a robotic race, and if the United States continues to focus on other countries, it is likely to miss out on the opportunity to destroy them. ”

Keller took the previous step: "Alien race? This is ridiculous. ”

“At least those images don't look funny. ”

“So how do you explain this? Who are they?” Keller points to the adventurers in the picture and asks.

“Some are helping us resist invasion.” The Phantom Answer.

“Ha.” The men at the command center laughed: "You mean somehow a bunch of alien creatures invaded us, and then suddenly there was a bunch of elephants, but not human creatures, who were destroying them and fighting on our land. ”

“They're people.” A gentle and calm answer.

“People can't do that.” A commander points to the rays of light in the hands of adventurers.

Interface: "Perhaps two alien races came to Earth and fought for the battlefield here. One looks like a man, the other like a machine. ”

“Whatever their intentions, we won't welcome their approach," John Keller said. ”

The gentle pair glanced at it and it didn't seem easy to get them to accept the adventurer's presence.

But gentle shrugged: “Anyway, at least the target is no longer other countries. ”

“It cannot be ruled out that this is a special category of troops sent by other countries.” John Keller replied, "Well, that's it for the invaders, and I'd be happy to hear your thoughts if you could find evidence to support your assertions. But if you open your mouths, get out of here, okay? ”

“Understood, sir.” Gentle and gentle left the lobby, pulling Maggie by the way. Despite the unwillingness, Maggie turned around and walked out.

As he walked, he smiled softly: "He's an old stubborn man, isn't he? Even if such images had been seen, they were reluctant to take the alien invasion lightly. ”

“Not surprisingly, he'll understand anyway.” "At least they won't continue to reinforce overseas," said the laughter. ”

Maggie couldn't bear to rush over and ask, "Who are you people? What do you know? ”

Gently look at Maggie: “It doesn't matter who we are, just do what you have to do. ”

Maggie stared softly and finally turned her head away.

“Funny girl, right? Do you think she's gonna go after that fat hacker again?” The question is gentle.

“Neither going nor not is so important.” Gentle Answer: “There is no room for her anymore, her play has been replaced by ours. ”

Ghost: “But if she goes to the fat guy, the government will soon know it's all about Sam Wicky and quickly find him. ”

“It doesn't matter, they don't get anything. ”

“What did you say? ”

“I said Shen Yi they had done what they had to do.” Gentle answer.

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At dawn, Sam Wicky turns on his computer in bed with him as usual.

And he screamed out, “Oh, great... sold it! ”

“What happened, son.” Father asked outside.

“Nothing, just a small business... 50 yen, that's amazing!” Sam Wicky was excited to find his grandfather's glasses, put them in a little paper box, and write down the address he left online.

Then he started calling.

Three minutes later, a man in a baseball cap rang Sam's doorbell.

“Courier, is there something you want to deliver? ”

Sam came over and said, "Yes, this is it. The address is already written on it and the shipping cost is paid for by the other party. ”

“Yes, sir, please sign this.” The man took the carton and handed over a receipt.

Sam signed and said, "Which company are you from? You guys are so efficient, I just called a while ago. ”

“It's an age of efficiency, who has more efficiency, who has the world. ”

“Exactly.” Sam filled out the receipt and handed it back to the other party, who handed Sam a business card: "Welcome back to our business the next time, this is our number. ”

“I will.” Sam was very casual in putting his card away.

The baseball cap man walked out of the yard with a cardboard box and Sam's father glanced out and mumbled: “Damn, he didn't drive. ”

And then they ignored it.

Out of Sam's house, the baseball cap man walked a long way into a cafe not far away.

Shen Yi and Zhou Yiyu are having coffee here.

The baseball cap man came to Shen Yi and placed the carton on the table.

“Well done, Michelle.” Shen Yi patted each other on the shoulder.

The baseball cap was taken off, and it was Shen Yi's scout, Michelle.

Open the carton with the glasses of Sam's great-grandfather.

Shen Yi picked up her glasses and shook them at the sun for a moment, and a light shadow flashed over her.

“It is.” Shen Yi put his glasses in the crest with a smile.

Zhou Yiyu swallowed the bread into his mouth: “So now nothing? I'll be gone for a while. ”

“To where? ”

“Do something personal. ”

“Private matter?” Shen Yi looked at Zhou Yiyu with some surprise.

“Just go around here and make sure it doesn't affect the big picture.” Zhou Yiyu shrugged his shoulders and got up and left.

Looking at the back of Zhou Yiyu's departure, Shen Yi seemed to think of something. A smile appeared on his face. He muttered: "You bastard...”

Leaving the cafe, Zhou Yiyu flew away on a motorcycle.

Coming to the front door of a repair shop, Zhou Yiyu got off: “Anybody? ”

A long-haired lady walked out of the store, Heran Michela.

“Is that you?” Mikaela's eyes lit up, and she remembered very clearly, the man in front of her, who crashed into herself yesterday in a black trolley on the highway, and took the risk of hitting herself, and took care of the fierce Huntrent.

Zhou Yiyu also looked surprised: "Michela, it turns out you work here. ”

“You know my name?” Mikaela walked over.

“Of course, I asked Sam Wicky… I'm sorry, I know it's rude to ask about someone in private, but I can't restrain myself from knowing a beautiful name. ”

Michela glanced at Zhou Yiyu and looked at the motorcycle: “What's wrong with the car? ”

Zhou Yiyu stall: “I don't know, it feels like it's opening up a little... a little floating. ”

“A little floating?” Michela looked deeply at Zhou Yiyu again and took the motorcycle: “Let me try. ”

The motorcycle started and drove out, turning around and coming back: "I don't think there's anything wrong, you're driving too fast, right? ”

“Perhaps…” Zhou Yiyu touched his chin: “Perhaps the car was too light and it might be better if he sat on one more person. ”

Mikaela looked at him with a smile: "You didn't happen to be here, did you? ”

Zhou Yiyu shrugged: “Maybe it's not a coincidence, maybe it's a fate arrangement... then... go for a ride together, just help me squeeze the weight. ”

Micah turned her bright big eyes slightly: “If it was for me to drive... I could think about it. ”

“No problem!”