Chapter 381

The dusk and dawn under the earth are simple.

No setting sun, no morning glow.

It was dark outside the underground fortress.

"Xia Wen, my friend, we will do it at dawn. Just on the way to Yaoling mansion, RA has been keeping a low profile. He has no bodyguard. We only need to deal with a driver..."

"Well."

It's a blow from humanoid machines.

It's a naive plan.

Lu Wen has never held too much hope for the bionic human's independent plan, just as the bionic human alliance in those years knew that there was no hope of success just after listening to the whole process.

There are too many loopholes in this plan.

If even a small bionic human organization with 100 people can understand the life track of RA, then RA should have been robbed countless times.

"Weapons, what weapons do you use?" Lu Wen asked.

"With our strong fists!"

“……”

Lu Wen was silent.

If you are too hasty, you should not ask.

Earlier, he found that the group had only some semi-automatic pistols and other firearms, and there were few bullets. He thought that other hot weapons had been hidden.

It seems that the situation here is similar to that in Mau city.

Bionic human is lack of weapons, it is difficult to form a complete combat effectiveness.

When it comes to experienced human groups, it's just a fight.

"Don't you think about getting more weapons in the middle world or the mixed zone?" Lu Wen asked.

"Well, because our organization has not been established for a long time..." Andre hesitated and said, "so At present... "

"I see."

Lack of money.

In the mixed zone or the chaotic middle world, if you have money, it should not be difficult to get a gun.

……

The ground.

Maugham.

The dusk here is still complete. Today, there are only a few drops of light rain.

Lu Wen's brothers have all died down and seem to be waiting for the result of the referendum.

The street lights came on in turn.

Twilight is over.

Lu Wen walked freely in the street, with countless houses on both sides, heavy machinery on the broken bricks and tiles, and the workers went home from work.

He's going through a bunch of data in his head.

There should be no problem for domestic bionics to stay.

Although it is less than ten hours since the referendum, we can simply predict the future trend.

"Mr. Lu, is it almost over?"

A sound came from the street on one side.

Lu Wen quit thinking and looked around.

It was a tramp.

Ragged, bearded and thin, in his thirties, he sat on an old gray quilt and asked the question just now.

"Over?" Lu Wen frowned slightly, "is it a referendum?"

"No, all this."

"What do you want to ask?"

Lu Wen walked over slowly.

He was not worried about what the tramp could do.

[flesh and blood biology]

[no weapons]

[malnutrition]

[possible internal diseases]

[ 】

the system judges that this is a weak human.

Facial recognition doesn't turn on automatically. In fact, it's a kind of invasion of privacy. Generally, facial recognition is only used for dead people.

Lu Wen is sitting on the street.

In this way, the two people can talk on an equal basis instead of being condescending.

The street is full of dust left by demolition, and there are also some small pieces of cement,.

"Mr. Lu, you are waiting for victory, aren't you?" The tramp asked the question.

"You say the biomimetic referendum?"

"Mr. Lu, do you know the history of this block?"

The tramp asked another question.

The foreword does not match with the postscript.

If he didn't look calm, Lu Wen might feel that he had some kind of nervous abnormality.

"I know." Lu Wen answered normally.

"Yes, you can read the past reports and books anytime and anywhere, but those are just a few words, a few short lines of text, which can describe the lives of all the people in this block."

It's an ordinary twilight in Maugham.

The faint sunlight was shining on the street.

Barely able to pull out some vague shadows.

The tramp suddenly began to tell some ordinary history.

Lu did not interrupt. He is now focusing on the outcome of the referendum. He has nothing else to do. It's nothing to talk to the homeless.

"This block used to be a place where poor people lived. There is an old cinema on the corner. The ticket price is very cheap. Behind this is an old square. Children like to skateboard and play ball in it..."He describes what he looked like sixty or seventy years ago.

There are only a few words in Lu Wen's database.

"Later, the developers took a fancy to it, and the old low bungalows were flattened, just like now Those children from poor families suddenly find that there is no free place to play any more. They have to move to more narrow and humble places. These stories will never be reported in the newspapers. "

It became the home of the rich, the square was turned into a fitness center, and the old equipment was thrown into the garbage.

The new fitness center costs money to get in.

"Later, higher buildings were built in other places, so the rich moved away again, and this place gradually became a gathering place for the poor. For many years, until one day, some people took a fancy to this area again..."

The ability to tell a story is not very good, but the voice is still clear.

He looks at Lu Wen.

"Mr. Lu, history never changes, does it? It will only happen again and again. "

"Your grandparents lived here?"

"Yes, when I was a child, they would tell me the story here..."

The tramp picked up a piece of gravel and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Lu, many people are born with everything. They can enjoy the best food in the world, travel to other cities and exchange countless partners In their spare time, they ask people to make up their inspirational stories, saying that they only sleep four or five hours a day, and then go to public places to make speeches, saying We are poor because of laziness. "

"Maybe some rich people do." Lu is not entirely sure.

"But even if I work 12 hours a day and have only one day off a month, those people still say that we are lazy and not self-motivated, but I feel really tired."

The halo of dusk faded away.

The city ushered in a new night.

[antisocial personality disorder]

the system suddenly gives this prompt.

"Used to have a job?" Lu Wen asked.

"Yes Not everyone is born a vagrant. "

The tramp is still all the time.

He said: "Mr. Lu, I always envy my former boss. In his autobiography, he has traveled around the world and visited every city since he was eight years old, so he has set up great ambitions since then He started from scratch, his life experience is wonderful and rich, his speech is infectious, and everyone will applaud him. "

He threw out the pebble in his hand and patted the dust in his palm.

In the years of floating cities, cities were almost isolated.

If you can travel around the world at the age of eight, you are not destined to be an ordinary family.

"But I I didn't leave District 13 when I was eight years old. I don't know what the outside world is like. "

"Bionics take your job?"

Lu Wen stopped him and suddenly understood the reason.

Spare such a big circle.

The core content is very deep.

Does this man hope that he can not manipulate the result of the referendum, let those bionic people leave and give people at the bottom a job?

Human beings like to talk around all the time.

But the tramp's answer was somewhat unexpected: "not bionic. I gave up that job myself. After all, I can only buy a single room in this block in my whole life. So I came to the street. I wandered for a long time and heard many interesting conversations."

"A rich man passed me, and his companion said that the city should take good care of these vagrants and expel them."

"But the rich man said that these vagrants are human beings, but they are poor and should not be expelled. I was very moved at that time, but I didn't expect that his next sentence was Without these poor people, their superiority will not be reflected. "

"He said that their offspring can be better because of the poor offspring, but After all, you can't be three generations poor, right

He laughed at himself.

There are several scattered bionic figures in the street, which seem to walk aimlessly.

In addition, there are several young people who are in a hurry to go home after work.

Even in this period, there are still some companies that have not stopped running.

"Mr. Lu, I often sit here and watch those people busy at work. They are more like machines than machines. They spend their whole life for a flat or a partner who doesn't love themselves..."

[antisocial personality disorder]

the system reminds us once again.

Kevin knows what it means.

The personality of these people deviates from socialization. Not everyone has a violent tendency. Some of them may be calm, lack empathy, and even show depression. They also like to read the catcher in the rye

"Mr. Lu, you are waiting for the victory of bionics, aren't you?" The tramp asked the question again.

"I will not manipulate the voting results." Lu Wen answered truthfully.

"Is it coming to an end?""Soon."

"Is this the calm before the end?"

……

A night passes quickly.

The underground world ushers in the dawn.

Five in the morning.

It's light.

The edge of the high world, under the high wall, the place surrounded by silence.

A lonely villa.

The black car set off.

"As usual, there's only one car."

Andre and Lu Wen are far away.

Their entire organization came here ahead of time by forging their identity across the border wall.

"Brother shawen, do you see the old guy who got on the bus? That must be RA. "

"I didn't see the face."

"There is no face in this place. This RA is very mysterious. Few people know what he looks like, but We'll find out when we catch him. "

About 5:30 in the morning.

The big plan for the dawn began.

When the black car passes a narrow road, many bionic people ambush.

"Do it!"

"Be quick, don't let the other side's mechanical forces react!"

"It's a long way from Fanxing building. It will take them at least ten minutes to get here. That's enough!"

All hands on.

Or with guns, or with bare hands.

It's just a car, a driver and an old man.

It's a plan that seems destined to succeed.

But Lu Wen thinks it will fail.

Some kind of intuition.

So he did.

More than once, I tried to analyze the situation for them all night, saying that I couldn't do it so directly.

But Andre as the representative of bionic people think that caution can not be achieved, no risk, no future.

Even if this adventure means a lot of sacrifice.

Sure enough

Right at the beginning of the operation.

The huge laser beam from the sky straight down, unstoppable, like the judgment of God.

A weapon that never appeared on the ground.

Lu Wen looked over his head.

Those huge domes supported by steel machinery are crisscrossed by steel beams, just like the complex matrix outlined by alchemists in ancient times.

The dome of the world is a weapon.

This news has not been mentioned in the information given by singher before.

The bionic man hit by the laser fell to the ground instantly, melted under high energy, began to burn, and lost the ability to move.

"Why doesn't the ground world develop laser weapons?"

Lu Wen pondered for a moment.

He suddenly thought of the haze of Mowu city

Well, it doesn't make sense to develop it.

The actual combat effect is not great.

"Singhal didn't use this device when he intercepted me before. It was a matter of authority. He didn't know it at all?"

Perhaps this can explain why the Sa of stars has been sleeping for many years and still has not been elevated by his subordinates.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't, or dare not.

Just as Lu Wen was thinking.

Bionic human organization has suffered heavy losses. More than ten compatriots fell down, 30 meters away from the car.

"Bang! Bang

Several bullets hit the window, but only a small hole.

Bulletproof glass.

It's supposed to be at the top.

"Damn it

Andre roared with chagrin.

Their information is not accurate and comprehensive.

No one expected laser weapons.

More than a dozen burning humanoid mechanical compatriots on the ground are the price.

And more and more compatriots are still falling.

Retreat?

But it's within 20 meters.

At this time, the retreat will not be too reconciled.

"Is there a time limit to this weapon?"

Lu Wen mingled with the attacking team.

He didn't care about the final result, he was analyzing it all the time.

"According to the frequency of the laser, this bionic human organization can successfully approach the car after paying a small part of the loss, which is the only ability of Yaoling's leadership?"

Lu Wen's conjecture is correct.

After paying the price of nearly 40 bionics falling down, they have entered the range of 10 meters.

However, at this time.

The car ahead suddenly changed.

Two heavy machine guns suddenly rose from the front and rear of the car, and the black muzzle also stretched out in other places.

Fully armed.

"Is this a car? Or a tank without muzzle and tracks? "

The cold sense of killing filled the air.All the bionics stopped with fear.

Ten meters.

This is a natural moat.

If the muzzle of those guns starts to blow, they can't move a step forward.

"All living humanoid machines, put down your weapons."

The door is open.

It's the driver who's talking.

A middle-aged man, muscular, black suit was taut, pale.

He got out of the car without any weapons.

Face the crowd calmly.

Ten meters away.

All bionics are the last.

A lucky bionic man slowly raised his arm and tried to kill the middle-aged driver.

His movements are very secretive.

But there was only a whew.

A bullet was fired from a muzzle on the car and hit the bionic man in the middle of the eyebrow.

Chip destroyed, body down, blue blood flowing.

So everyone was honest.

Lu Wen can probably infer the mentality of these bionic people.

[rushing forward is sure to die]

[listening to the driver's words has a chance of life]

[the third principle 】

the principle of life-saving in vivo works.

In the end, bionic human will be restricted by the program to some extent.

The driver looked around and saw that everyone was honest, so he walked slowly to the right side of the car.

"Ka -"

he opened the door respectfully.

That's an old man in a suit.

He got out of the car with a smile on his face. He was tall, with a straight back. His suit was very fit, and his silver hair was neatly combed back.

The spirit is very good, and the smile makes people feel kind.

There is no ordinary old people's sense of twilight.

At a glance, it's even amazing.

He must be quite handsome when he was young, so even when he is old, he still has a special temperament and charm, which makes him look particularly outstanding. It makes people unconsciously praise him from the bottom of their heart.

"Very familiar with..."

Rudd looked at the face.

According to his present face, he deduced his old appearance for a moment.

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