Hong Fan was like a ghost. His figure blurred for a moment before disappearing into thin air. It was likely that he had some concealment skill, but Chen Ang could see him flying up and down the dark and crude passageway. He was sprawled on the ceiling above him, hiding his body like a large spider as he approached the prison guards lying in ambush at the distant door.
With a nimble flip, he silently landed behind them. He casually pulled out a high-voltage electric baton and smoothly knocked them to the ground. With the intensity of the electric baton, although it wouldn't kill them, they wouldn't be able to get up for two hours.
Seeing the two veterans move smoothly, with their strength, it wouldn't take long for them to take down the prison. Chen Ang focused his attention on other matters.
He emptied a cell and moved a table guarded by the prison guards inside. He then ordered Qian Cunhou and Xiao Bolang to carry the corpse he had beaten to death onto the table. He casually took out a dagger and neatly cut open the back of the corpse's head, revealing a Y-shaped opening.
Not to mention the new Samsara travelers, even the most slippery, most cunning, and even the most heinous prisoners felt a chill in their hearts. Zhao Yingqi plucked up her courage and asked, "Professor Chen, what are you doing?"
"I'm studying the body structure of this world and how it's different from our world!" Chen Ang replied.
Zhao Yingqi asked with a trembling voice, "What's the difference?"
Chen Ang shook his head. "There's no difference! That's actually a good thing. " He turned back to look at the rookies who were enduring the disgust and suddenly said, "If you are still like this, then your chances of survival in this world will drop by at least ten percent. To survive in God's space, you will have to get used to corpses and death sooner or later."
The rookies fell silent. They understood what Chen Ang was thinking, but they still held onto the possibility that it might happen. Now wasn't a life-and-death situation, so they could wait until then!
Only Li Mingyi plucked up his courage and said, "Professor Chen, let me help you!"
With the first person as an example, Lin Gang, Xiao Bolang, and even Zhao Yingqi joined in. Only Qian Cunhou was still standing aside. Chen Ang didn't rush them. He was training these rookies with an indifferent attitude. In his plan, they did have a use, but they were far from what they were now.
They were still far from that. When he changed them, Chen Ang didn't care whether they hated him or loved him, whether they were willing or forced.
Soon, good news came. Zhang Ziqiang and the others had already captured everyone in the prison and occupied the entire prison. They had also fought for an operating room for Chen Ang. Although the prison's medical room was very simple due to the limitations of the era, it could still provide a lot of equipment and medicine. Coupled with the medical kit provided by the veterans, it was enough for Chen Ang.
Hong Fan grinned as he lifted the warden to the operating table. He asked in confusion, "Now that I've caught this idiot, how are you going to control him?"
Chen Ang took out a simple spherical object the size of a pigeon's egg and said, "This is a remote-controlled bomb made from a small rubber bomb and an electronic detonator. I removed the chip and circuitry from the electronic watch and communication device you gave me."
"This warden is an important person, so I've prepared the best for him. It's a high-tech chip from the communicator you gave me. It's only the size of a film, but it has a strong signal. It can be detonated from a distance of three hundred miles. All you have to do is input the number 666 into my communicator, and with a bang, his head will explode into minced meat."
"The other prison doctors! Priests! Just use the chip from an ordinary electronic watch. We can use the warden's chip to trigger the detonation in a chain. Although it's only effective within fifty meters, I can add a timer to it. We can set when the bomb will explode, and we'll have to adjust the time every time. "
Chen Ang took out a similar spherical bomb that was crudely made and showed it to them.
Zhang Ziqiang received the bomb with a solemn expression. Although the power of the plastic bomb was small, if it exploded in the human spine, it would be enough to kill seven or eight strong men. Zhang Ziqiang quickly realized the use of this remote-controlled bomb. He asked, "How many more of these bombs can you make?"
"That depends on how many chips you have. In modern society, I have as many as you want. You can buy chips online or even dismantle a mobile phone to get the most important electronic remote control device. But this is the 20th century, and mobile phone chips are considered sci-fi items. Even I can't smash a chip with a hammer for you, right?"
Chen Ang looked very honest, but he could actually smash a chip with a hammer. But would he talk about it?
"We only have fourteen communication devices, and the electronic watch only has about this number. It's not enough to control so many people." Hong Fan looked troubled and grumbled, "Damn it! I can buy a box of chips in God's Space with one reward point. Why didn't I meet people like you earlier? "
"These are enough!" Chen Ang said calmly. "Don't tell me you want to control those pawns like this too?" He looked at the embarrassed expressions of the two veterans and said in surprise, "You really have such an idea?"
"In fact, we just need to control people in key positions. As long as one out of ten prison guards obeys us, with the corresponding management methods, it's enough to firmly control the entire prison guard team. Control is a science that involves psychology and behavior. It's not that difficult to make a person obey us, and it's even easier to gain power in the team. If I have enough time, I can brainwash them without using a bomb! "
Zhang Ziqiang smiled. "But we want more. The governor of Cairo, the captain of the military police, the British officers, and the people with power in the city. We want to control more power and build a bigger 'influence.'"
"Great minds think alike!" "This is the next step of my plan," Chen Ang said. "Time is very precious. In the time we have planned, we will control as much power, officials, and warlords in Cairo, and even all of Egypt, so I have prepared other things." Chen Ang took out another small ball.
"This is a cheap device. It's simple and easy to make. It's just made up of a one-way permeable membrane and several drugs that stimulate the nerves. It can slowly release drug ingredients that target the human nerves. To be specific, it will cause people to have neurotic headaches at a fixed time every day. If this medicine ball is not removed after a month, the person will die!"
"The drugs you have prepared and the drugs of this era are enough to make such things in large quantities. It's just troublesome for me to put them into the nerves."
Chen Ang nodded and said, "These are the things that allow us to control the non-key people. As for the remote-controlled bombs, that's the treatment for the key people. Fourteen remote-controlled bombs. We don't need that many in my plan. Communication is also extremely important to us, so five or six will be enough. We can replace the others with this. "
Hong Fan took the medicine ball and exclaimed, "You're really a criminal genius, the type of mad scientist … But do you have time to do so many surgeries?"
Chen Ang sneered. "You can't be thinking that I have to do surgeries for all the prison guards and British soldiers here, right?" He explained, "That's for military officers, officials, influential businessmen, and even the local big shots who are well-informed. I have anti-fatigue drugs for ordinary soldiers and prison guards."
"I found opioids in the prison doctor's medicine. You know Fushou ointment, right? There's a lot of it, and it's very fresh, which means that there's a local supply of it. It just so happens that I know a little about chemistry, so I got the newbies to help the factory prepare the opioid extract, commonly known as conchine number four, and then distribute it as anti-fatigue drugs to the local army and armed forces. "
"The warlords in Africa all do this. Give me a month, and I can make them listen to you like dogs. Now that I have the cooperation of the mid-level officers, I can achieve the same effect in a week. It's enough to control them."
"Damn … Are you a scientist or a drug lord?" Hong Fan was shocked and could not help but complain.
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