Chapter 8 The Road to Escape
“Who is responsible for the implant lock?! Why is his implant still usable!”
The frightened scream just sounded, and a sharper one was heard. The voice suddenly overcame.
A cold light flashed, and the long table and the instruments on it were split into two parts. The researcher rolled backwards in embarrassment, barely dodging the attack amid a series of crackling sounds of bottles and cans breaking. .
The sound of deep breathing echoed in the laboratory.
One blow cut open the long table in the way, and Marico did not go any further, but stayed where he was.
His appearance has changed drastically.
The original white hospital gown was in pieces, leaving only a few hanging strips of cloth.
Under the artificial skin that was torn apart due to overloading, the squirming reinforced muscle fiber bundles and the constantly flashing red light can be vaguely seen.
I couldn’t tell whether it was my own or someone else’s. The milky white artificial plasma and the red native blood were mixed together and dripping from the body.
But no one laughed.
Mariko's two prosthetic limbs, the "Hands of Daedalus", have been overloaded, and from time to time, dense white gas leaks out of the exhaust holes, making a hissing sound.
Not long ago, they witnessed one of their colleagues being punched in the head.
The circular cutting blade that popped out from the opponent's side arm, this cutting machine that was supposed to be used in engineering emergency scenarios, had just easily cut through a long table and almost killed a person's head.
Because of the fear of complications such as "cyber psychosis" and because their living standards are not bad, the researchers here limit their transformation degree to about 20%.
——The equivalent of replacing an arm and a leg.
Besides, even if they were promoted further, how could they possibly defeat a cyber madman with engineering prosthetics and no scruples?
"No, it's too late to call the Security Bureau. When will our support arrive!"
The researcher hiding behind a large piece of equipment said in horror.
"I have informed Cobol that he is leading people here. The estimated arrival time is three minutes."
Cobol is the institute's security force commander.
Amidst the chaos in the laboratory, Vidani's voice was still calm.
"The target seems to still retain some combat awareness and destroyed the surveillance camera first. At the same time, once it shows the intention to go to the door, the target will be the first to attack."
Vidani stared at it while Looking at Marico in the distance, he slowly moved towards the direction of the data tablet. The Mind Adjuster was destroyed at the beginning, but the associated data recording device was still there, and she needed this.
“So let’s work together to survive, everyone.”
The next moment.
Mariko raised his head again and looked around blankly.
Slowly, he stared at a man in the distance.
"What is your relationship with Geli?"
It was the male researcher who handed over the memory not long ago.
Looking at the other person's empty eyes, he swallowed and forcefully stuffed a piece of cyberpsycho memory into it, fearing that the other person's original personality had been overwritten.
Wait, cover——
He desperately recalled the files of the cyberpsychotic, a street member who was addicted to virtual network dolls and suffered from severe delusional cognitive impairment. Yes, a contradiction. It's Geli! The former's middle school classmate was a staff member in the financial industry.
"I know Geli! I am Geli's friend!" He quickly raised his hand: "But we have no relationship beyond friendship. I am not your competitor! Even if you are willing, I I can help you chase——"
"No?"
A painful expression slowly appeared on Marico's face, and his tone suddenly became angry:
"——Why did you say no!"
Accompanied by the roar, it was With one blow, the tables and chairs were shattered, and the iron fist was clenched tightly with five fingers.
Bang!
Bah!
"Has it started yet?"
With the blessing of spiritual energy, the five senses are further improved.
Even though there was a soundproof layer inside the laboratory wall, Song Shi could vaguely hear the noise in the distance.
Time went better than expected. ".I keep my promise."
After a whisper that no one heard, Song Shi withdrew his gaze and started running wildly in the corridor!
According to the navigation diagram on the wall and the scene outside the corridor window, Song Shi already had a general understanding of the environment of at least this building and the surrounding area of the entire institute.
“Network permissions can be restored at any time, but they can only be used once. Tsk, the hardware is still too bad, and there is no time to compile the domain module.”
High-end flagship data processing Computers, supercomputing microclients to increase computing power, customized hacking tools; network domain warfare modules for information theft, positioning, virus implantation, prosthetic body takeover, ice pick breaking, etc. None of these are available. Excluding the pirated version Ad pop-up blocker.
No matter what kind of actions you take, such as turning off cameras, interfering with regional networks, cutting off contact channels, and changing network protocols, you only have one chance.
After that, the network protection system of the entire institute will react and realize that someone has hacked in. It will immediately raise the alert level and even trace back to Song Shi!
“Huh——”
But it’s not a big problem.
Combatting in a resource-scarce environment is also a required course for free bounty hunters!
The corridor is empty.
It's ten o'clock in the evening.
At this time, nightlife may have just begun for some people, but the rest of the staff in this institute have already left work. Not only this building, but the entire institute is in an empty state - after all, those who are really serious about dedicating themselves to research will not hang out in a fringe institute.
The five people just now are considered relatively important researchers, and they were specially left to conduct volunteer clinical experiments.
The laboratory is located on the fifth floor.
Running all the way without considering the elevator.
After a few breaths, Song Shi jumped down from the stairs and glanced at the second floor sign on the wall.
You can leave the building immediately.
But there was still a big problem, especially when he glanced out the window on the fourth floor and saw the silently rotating autonomous machine gun tower in the flower garden of the institute - it was too far away to determine the specific model, but judging from the appearance Probably the Sentinel series.
The Sentinel series is the best-selling product line of [Santa Industrial], focusing on cost-effectiveness and civilian appeal.
"Cost-effectiveness" refers to low price, both in terms of manufacturing cost and sales price; "civilization" refers to the castration function, as long as it can move.
But no matter how cost-effective and civilian-friendly, a rain of steel-core bullets with a firing rate of twelve rounds per second can easily destroy my current body.
“These autonomous machine gun towers do not have a separate LAN and are directly connected to the institute’s public network. I can bypass the ICE protection (ice wall, electronic anti-intrusion device) through the springboard and force a ten-second shutdown. .Only one chance.”
If something unexpected happens, let yourself use network operations in advance to alert the firewall, then
the roar of the engine suddenly sounds from the distance.
Then, before the engine was completely shut down, a series of rapid footsteps came from below.
Along with it, there was a calm voice.
“——The target is an out-of-control cyberpsycho, and the current location is the fifth floor.”
“Our first goal is to rescue Vidani and the rest, and the second The goal is to capture the cyberpsycho alive as much as possible, and the third goal is to control the scene and reduce property damage."
"No live weapons are allowed to be used without my permission, otherwise it will be considered a violation of discipline and 15% will be deducted once. The salary.”
“Damn, I don’t have much money every month, so I’ll deduct this and that… Tsk.”
It's different from the casual attitude of a strong man, at least on the surface.
This security force, which received an emergency call and rushed over, consisted of five people. Each of them was fully armed, with bulging protective vests and long guns and short cannons in their hands.
At the same time, among the five people, the lowest degree of transformation is 30%. They have two hearts and three lungs, prosthetics equipped with expansion modules, prosthetic eyes in various colors like protruding lenses, and the evil ghost dragon Mancha. Large tattoos with patterns such as the Roman gallows and so on - regardless of whether the implant configuration is reasonable or whether the fighting spirit is adequate, this dress alone is enough to scare people.
Song Shi was silent for a moment, took out the "Black Powder H-2" from his waist, threw it into a hallway trash can, and covered it with the garbage inside.
He rubbed his face and adjusted his breathing.
Song Shi had a look of horror on his face.
He ran downstairs, crying loudly.
“Help, help.”
“——Is there anyone?”
(End of this chapter)