Wasteland Code Survival

Soldiers in black armor surrounded several charred corpses. One of them took out a complete set of inspection equipment and used a scalpel to cut open the carbonized shell of the corpse, and took out a small amount of body tissue that had not yet been necrotic. After adding several special reagents, they were thrown into a device about the size of a computer host and used to identify DNA.

It didn’t take long before the results of the appraisal came out——

"Confirmed, the third body is the little Amor Pattini himself." The soldier said.

"Very well, then from now on, I will be the little Amor Pattini, and you, are all my immediate guards." The black armored officer who led the team took off his mask and said Under the black metal mask, there was a face exactly like Little Amor, even the dark chestnut hair and a small birthmark on the back of the neck were the same.

The black armored soldiers also took off the black light armor on their bodies, revealing the uniforms of the Pattini family guards wearing them. Even the personal numbers and identity files have been prepared, and all these files are It's true—in fact, they were already soldiers belonging to the Patini consortium an hour ago, and even the mastermind would not deny their identity.

A car that looked exactly like the luxury car that had just been blown up drove to the front of "Little Amor", and a slender and elegant female secretary in a black suit and skirt walked out of the back seat of the car. As for her The face is naturally the same as the former secretary of Little Amor.

"The announcement was made that a jewelry craftsman from the Patini Consortium’s Crown Jewelry Company who was bought by a resistance organization and a dozen workers from the Patini Mining Company who were extremely dissatisfied with their salary conspired to plan this. In the attack, the attacker used homemade explosives and improvised weapons to attack many buildings outside the rich area, but did not cause any serious damage. The attacker has been captured by the security forces, and'I' was just a little frightened. No injuries-in addition, in order to soothe the emotions of the residents, all the shelters under the control of the Pattini Consortium distributed to all residents an extra week of material quota and 300 grams of fresh meat per person."

"Yes, Mr. Chairman." "Personal Secretary" has completely entered her role.

Similar scenes are also being staged in the headquarters of several consortiums at the same time...For the residents living in these shelters, tonight there was only a vague intermittent gunfire coming from the direction of the rich area, but For those "parties", this night is already the last night in their lives.

The soldiers who strictly enforced this secret "cleansing order" did not leave any alive. Tens of thousands of people have completely evaporated this night, replaced by a group of "replacers" who look exactly like them.

The organizations that started cleaning are those consortia that had previously trusted them, but then secretly colluded with the mastermind. These consortia have 10% to 49% control in the hands of the organization, and they are also right. For this reason, the organization easily expanded this number to 100%.

As for those consortiums that stood on the same line as the main brain, but did not join the organization, although they were not purged, they immediately encountered a lot of "troubles" the next day-such as middle management colluding with outsiders to embezzle the consortium’s property, The scandal between the wife of the chairman of a consortium and a young director, the product failure rate of the consortium’s production line reached 80%, etc.... Although these things are not enough to make these consortiums painful , But want to deal with it well, but it is enough for them to be devastated for a while.

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Lei's, the living room.

Lei Ting leaned on the sofa opposite the executive officer, holding an exquisite porcelain cup in his hand, and the scent of tea permeated the living room-but in the aroma of tea, a very strong coffee smell was It looks particularly abrupt.

The young executive wore two large dark circles under his eyes, holding a cup of espresso coffee in his hand, and was sipping utterly, completely indifferent to the liquid dangling from the cup splashing on the luxurious sofa.

"You should be busy these days, right?"

"Overtime, overtime, all day long, people are dying everywhere, sick, poisoned, and killed... Although they are all dead, the problem is that after those guys hiccup, I have to clean up the mess. ...I feel that if I continue to do this, I will die young sooner or later." When it came to this, the executive complained loudly.

"To be honest, I feel that your acting style is too radical this time. Although the follow-up process is perfect, this is only for ordinary people. These things must be hidden from the other consortia..."

"What does this have to do with me? I'm a runner. All the plans for the cleaning order are made by the people above. They want to kill chickens and monkeys, and I'm just the knife used to kill chickens." The executive curled his lips. , Drank the dark brown liquid in the cup all at once.

"Beauty, refill, thank you." The executive glanced at the girl standing next to him, and had to say that this is a stunner with good looks, body and temperament. The most important point is... how can this size be? Have a 36E!I don’t know how those two heavy things feel...

"The problem is that you didn't kill a few chickens... If even the Patini-level consortium are considered chickens, what are the other consortiums? In this way, I am afraid that everyone will be at risk. It does more harm than good," Thunder said slowly.

"Then all kill, the property is confiscated, anyway, the group of people above wanted to do that." The executive shrugged.

"That will probably set off a new round of war..."

"Isn't it just war? When did it stop. Anyway, you have to fight on the ground. It's better to solve the problem underground as well—" The executive looked indifferent, but Thunder's sharp eyes However, he has already noticed that in his eyes, there is a very rich and completely lingering look of disgust.

"You hate war, don't you?"

"Nonsense, I am a standard war orphan. The war made me lose my parents and siblings forever. Oh, and my childhood sweetheart girlfriend. She just promised my confession and was bombed by a missile in less than a week. It's dead-can you say I don't hate war?"

"In that case, why do you want to join the war?"

"I said, Mr. Thunder...are you a little confused? Of course, this is to survive. If I don't kill others, they will kill me. Do I have a choice?"

"Are you sure you want to live...not to avenge the'war'?"