If there were any weaknesses in the "Lightning" kinetic skeleton designed by the Krupp Group, EMP was one of them. Although Celestial Trade did not provide many EMP grenades to the rebels, it was enough to make the mercenaries who were ready to go all out surrender.
From the moment Jeff heard the electric noise, his heart fell to the bottom. The stiffness from his joints made him certain that the kinetic skeleton covering his body had completely shut down.
His hands struggled to support himself on the ground. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up from the ground. However, with a hundred pounds of alloy steel hanging on his body, it was not easy to stand up without the kinetic skeleton.
Just like that, Jeff could only watch helplessly as the Resistance Army soldier rushed into the door and walked toward him. First, he kicked him to the ground, then reached out and pulled off his helmet. Then, he smashed the butt of his rifle at his face, pushing his consciousness into the abyss.
In the blink of an eye, the only four mercenaries left in the room were taken care of. Carlo shrank back in horror and raised his hands to avoid the attack.
"Don't, don't come over … please, let me go, I'm just a researcher. I, I still have a wife, a three-year-old daughter, they are still waiting for me to come home, you can't — "
The leader of the resistance army grabbed him by the collar and dragged him, who was babbling nonsense, in front of him. He stared into his terrified eyes.
"Sample room, open the door."
"Yes, yes …"
Carlo nodded while trembling, then his feet returned to the ground. He lost his balance and stumbled.
With a gun pointed at his head, Carlo did not dare to waste any more time. He took the rebel soldiers to the underground laboratory where the samples were stored.
The door of the sample room had been spray-painted with the symbol of the rebel army and various inflammatory slogans. He was pushed to a metal door, where several soldiers were already waiting. Under the watchful eyes of several people, Carlo typed the password with trembling fingers. With a soft click from the metal door, he was rudely pushed to the side.
The rebel leader took the soldiers into the sample room, took off the gas mask on his face, looked at everything in the sample room, and muttered to himself.
"God … What did we find?"
Like dried fish on a production line, the body wrapping bags were neatly hung on the hooks. Through the plastic layer at the top of the body bag, he could even clearly recognize the facial features of each "sample" and the serial number attached to the body bag.
"Sir, what … should we do next?" The soldier standing next to him said with difficulty, his throat a little dry.
The leader of the Resistance Army silently took out his phone from his pocket and stuffed it into the soldier's hand.
"Go and take pictures. Remember to take clear pictures."
After he said this, he put the rifle behind him and took out another USB from his pocket. Following the agreement with Celestial Trade, he inserted the USB into the lab server.
After the data transfer was complete, he put away the USB drive. At this moment, the soldier who went to take pictures had already returned. With a constipated look on his face, he shoved the phone he had just taken to the leader and squeezed out a few words from his mouth.
"Done."
The rebel leader didn't say anything and just nodded. Then, he gestured for them to retreat and walked toward the door.
As he passed by the door, a soldier stepped forward and poked the head of the research institute's director with the muzzle.
"What should we do with this guy?"
Looking at Carlo's panicked and pleading eyes, the rebel leader contemptuously looked away from him.
"Tie him up and leave him here."
When Carlo heard these words, his face suddenly showed the ecstasy of surviving a disaster. However, the ecstasy didn't last for two seconds before his heart completely fell into the abyss with the next sentence of the rebel leader.
"Someone has to explain to the protesters and reporters waiting outside what the hell is going on with these body bags."
…
"It seems that we found something incredible."
Through the holographic screen, Jiang Chen, who was sitting in Future Building, looked at the photos sent by the Resistance Army. The hanging corpses were a ghastly sight. Although he was prepared for the Golden Apple Project using living people as materials, he didn't expect the Freemasons to treat human lives so lightly.
If he remembered correctly, this was the modern world, not the apocalypse.
Xie Lei sat on the other side of the office. Compared to when Jiang Chen first saw him, the 16-year-old boy looked a lot more mature. With Jiang Chen's help, his sister's eyes were healed. As agreed, after he returned to Xin from the University of Ber, he sold his life to Jiang Chen. He was mainly responsible for solving the network security problems for Celestial Trade. Occasionally, he also worked as a hacker to deal with some shady things for Jiang Chen.
For example, now.
Jiang Chen got up and walked to the other side of the office. He patted the back of Xie Lei's chair and looked at the stream of data flashing on the computer. "How's the situation on your side? Is it all done? "
"The database has been deciphered, and a total of 197G of experimental data has been copied … To be honest, it doesn't make any sense to delete their originals. As long as they aren't stupid, they will periodically backup the lab data on the hard drive and send it to a specific place."
Although he said that, Xie Lei still followed Jiang Chen's request and pressed a few buttons to delete all the research data on the Golden Apple Project in the 7th Research Institute.
"I know. Deleting the data here is just to prevent it from falling into the hands of Russians. You don't have to worry about these things. Concentrate on your work. "
Information related to the Golden Apple couldn't fall into the hands of Russians, including information related to the brainwashing technology obtained by the Freemasonry. This technology was completely unnecessary for Jiang Chen, but it was not the case for other countries.
"OK, you're the boss. The Russians won't find any information related to the Golden Apple Project, anything. "Xie Lei yawned, but his hands didn't stop moving. The network security engineers of the institute were now tied up. With the assistance of the quantum computer, the server on the other side was completely defenseless, and it was too easy to hack in.
"Done!" Xie Lei's hands left the touchpad and snapped his fingers.
Everything was going according to plan, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile.
"Remember to clean the footprints as if we were never here."
"Understood." Xie Lei grinned and pressed the enter key on the touchscreen. At the same time, a loading bar appeared on the screen. "The Freemasons destroyed the data when they retreated. All they needed to do was leave behind some misleading traces and erase our hacking into the server …"
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