Early in the morning, a homeless man woke up from an abandoned sofa in a garbage station in the northern border area of New York.
He heard a loud noise, followed by a series of rumbling tremors, as if something heavy was shaking underground.
The homeless man looked in the direction of the commotion and saw the exhaust pipe on the first floor of an office building in a garbage recycling station not far away suddenly explode, and an exhaust fan flew out from inside.
It looked like an ordinary exhaust fan with only fan blades, and a petite spring was connected to the stator in the center of the vortex fan.
The vortex fan was very powerful, and the airflow from the fan was enough to support it to float and fly. It was obvious how powerful its rotation speed was.
God knows how an exhaust fan without any power source could have such a powerful energy source.
Just as the homeless man was dumbfounded, the exhaust fan flew toward him like a drone.
If he was hit, the high-speed rotating fan blades would be enough to cut off his head.
"Ah!"
The homeless man was so frightened that he threw his sandwich away and staggered to the ground. He crawled a few steps in a panic to get out of the way.
The exhaust fan ignored him and flew past the homeless man quickly and firmly.
Then, there was a series of loud noises.
The tramp saw that the fan blade had cut through everything in its path. A tall fir tree was stirred up by the fan blade, sending its branches and leaves flying everywhere. Countless pieces of wood shot out.
"OMG …" The homeless man drew a cross and curiously followed the fan.
At that moment, several people rushed out of the garbage recycling station behind him. They held guns and quickly chased after him.
Da da da!
As they chased, they fired, accurately shooting at the fan blades.
A few holes appeared in the fan blades, but they were still spinning vigorously.
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! "The homeless man hurriedly lay on the ground and covered his head with both hands.
He silently sized up the heavily armed gunmen. Strange, why were there special forces in this remote garbage station?
"Continue chasing! Inform the intelligence department immediately that the Beta-250 containment has failed. Request for support from nearby members. "
"The target is heading toward downtown New York and is about to enter Leiden Park."
A soldier wearing a helmet and mask shouted as he pulled up the homeless man lying on the ground.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
The homeless man blinked, still not understanding the situation, but he still said, "I'm fine. What is that? Who are you? "
The masked soldier took out an ID and said, "Our identity is related to national security. We report directly to the Pentagon. Please cooperate with us and stand here without moving."
When the tramp heard this, he quickly nodded. At the same time, he looked at the exhaust fan in the distance.
It had to be said that the rotation of the fan blade was too strange. It could always adjust the angle of propulsion very delicately. Up and down, it left behind a trail of waves as it flew forward.
Of course, he had seen UAVs before. However, UAVs were stripped of their propellers and could not fly.
It was the first time he had seen something that could fly so stably with only a single fan blade and no ailerons to adjust its direction.
Was it installed with an ultra-precise control program?
That's not right. There isn't even any torque. How can the fan face be facing down and then facing forward?
The tramp was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to chase after them. He could only stand there and wait.
The soldier beside him kept in contact with the pursuers and described the current situation to an unknown department.
From time to time, he would say things like 'the driving object is counterattacking,' 'the quality of our exhaust fan is too good,' 'I hope the local police can help,' and other things that the tramp couldn't understand.
About ten minutes later, the soldier's expression changed. He said in shock, "The first attempt failed. We didn't catch 250. It first possessed a new object …"
"Not good. It's a tree."
As the soldier spoke, he chased after it with the tramp.
When they entered Leiden Park, they saw the brothers firing wildly at a tree.
Bullets were fired freely at the connection point between the tree and the spring.
However, after a dozen revolutions, the spring stopped. The tree rose from the ground with a boom.
Its roots reached out of the ground and turned the soil to support its body.
The tree stood up. It was a fir tree that was ten meters tall. At this moment, including its roots, it was more than twenty meters above the ground.
"Ah! It's a tree spirit! "the tramp shouted.
It wasn't just him. There were other passers-by in the park. When they saw this group of people shooting, they ran away in fear.
Now that they saw the tree climb out of the ground by itself, they screamed in shock.
"Stop! Everyone gather behind me. We'll do it immediately! "the masked soldier shouted.
Seeing this group of people holding heavy weapons, the citizens naturally raised their hands and stood behind him in fear.
"OMG, what's this?"
"What's going on?"
"Who are you people?"
The passers-by asked all at once. However, the masked soldier just flashed his Pentagon ID and replied, "I'll give you a unified answer later. For your own safety, please stay within three meters of me."
Everyone nodded. The tree spirit moved its roots and swung its branches at the soldiers who were shooting at it.
Some of the soldiers couldn't dodge in time and were sent flying with the sound of bones breaking.
Fortunately, the tree spirit was only fighting back. It didn't deliberately kill them.
After knocking down four people in a row, the tree spirit moved its roots and crawled out of the park.
This huge tree spirit walked to the edge of the park. More and more people on the road saw this huge monster and couldn't help but cause a traffic jam.
The soldiers had no choice. In order to prevent the tree spirit from climbing onto the road, they threw out powerful incendiary bombs and burned the tree to the ground.
The clockwork connected to the tree finally fell off, but then it automatically flew toward a truck.
A soldier held a toy monkey the size of a palm and quickly chased after it.
Unfortunately, he was one step too late. The clockwork was inserted into the front of the truck and automatically turned.
"Get out of the truck!"
"Hurry!"
"Get out of here!"
The soldier shouted as he rushed to the front of the window.
The driver seemed to be scared and sat there in a daze.
The soldier smashed the glass with the butt of his gun, pulled out a knife, cut open the seat belt, and pulled the driver out.
At this time, the clockwork stopped turning.
The truck that had stopped and blocked the road seemed to have a lot of power. It started up and didn't care if there were other cars in front of it. It accelerated and crashed straight into them.
"Boom!"
The car in front was directly hit and the soldier leaning against the window was sent flying.
Fortunately, his physical fitness was good. Only his head was broken.
Although he was fine, there were still many people in the car in front who didn't get out.
Seeing that a passer-by was about to be killed, suddenly another person rushed over and pushed the passer-by aside. At the same time, a piece of black iron in his hand quickly opened and turned into a shield to hit the truck.
"Bang!"
The person was sent flying along with the shield. His body slammed into the car behind him and dented the frame of the car.
"So brutal?" The person who came was Mo Qiong.
The truck continued to charge forward. Mo Qiong jumped high and saw the empty car under his feet fly into the air and roll for two and a half rounds.
"The clockwork can move any object and make it maintain the greatest force possible." Master Gou appeared immediately and slammed his shoulder into the truck from the side.
Master Gou was much stronger than Mo Qiong. The side of the truck was dented directly.
The huge force almost overturned the truck. It slammed into the railing and rushed into Leiden Park.
The park was very spacious. It was not as crowded as the road, and there weren't so many passers-by who would be affected.
"Da da …"
Master Gou landed on the top of the speeding truck. When he turned his head, he saw Mo Qiong jump up as well. In his hand, he was carrying the security guard who had saved him earlier.
The security guard panted and said, "The most dangerous thing about the clockwork is that it can attach to things that are immobile. It will forcefully move the target and make it highly mobile."
Master Gou said, "Just remove it and replace it with a normal clockwork toy."
The universal clockwork could theoretically move anything. However, the reason why it was called a Beta and not an Alpha was that it had a certain degree of self-awareness.
After it left a driving object, it would automatically attach itself to the next object.
If it attached itself to a human, it could still be controlled. It was equivalent to providing the human with an inexhaustible source of energy.
If it attached itself to a creature without intelligence, or a dead object, or even something without the ability to move, it would move on its own. It would usually charge around recklessly.
If a tree was wound up, it would run as if it had become a spirit.
Many of these things that were not supposed to move would be given the ability to move as if they were alive by the clockwork.
The only thing that was driven by the clockwork and still moved according to mechanical principles was the clockwork toy.
Or rather, it was a mechanical object that needed to be wound up in the first place.
When the universal clockwork attached itself to something like this, it would strictly follow the mechanical principles of the clockwork and would not have the effect of giving life to an inanimate object.
Therefore, this was the way it was kept. It would attach itself to the clockwork toy 24 hours a day.
Every time it spun around, it would maintain its momentum for a minute. After calculating the time, when it left its target and before it could possess its next target, the D-class personnel guarding at the side would give it a new clockwork toy.
This process would be repeated so that it would always be attached to a clockwork toy that could only clap its hands and shake its body foolishly.
"How did the containment fail?" Mo Qiong asked.
The peripheral personnel sighed. "It should be the D-class personnel's mistake. They didn't let it attach itself to the designated clockwork toy in time. As a result, it broke through the room and chose the ventilation fan of the base to escape."
When the clockwork toy was not attached yet and was looking for the next animal on its own, its flying power could be infinite.
Now that they thought about it, the previous containment room must have been destroyed.
Mo Qiong patted the peripheral personnel's shoulder and said, "Forget it. Mistakes are inevitable. Just control the situation in time."
"There are too many witnesses. Immediately control all of them and prepare to clean up the mess. You Xin, Chris, go and help. Don't let anyone escape. "
"Also, prepare a temporary containment room at the police station. After Lord Gou and I contain the clockwork toy, we will put it in the police station first."
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