Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1080: Assault

ps: Happy National Day everyone. I always feel very tired during the holidays...

After the physical examination, I could not meet with "Plus" and the others. The person in charge took me directly to the rotating staircase when I left, and arrived at a pipe wall where there was no cabin. There is a **** pipe leading directly to the upper and lower sides. , A section of the pipe wall that connects with the pipe you are currently in has been excavated, and you can see the lifting track on the opposite inner wall, which looks like an "elevator." However, I also feel that it has undertaken the same function. The young aboriginal female walked to the console on one side, pulled the hand brake forcefully, pressed the button and said a few words, after the electronic sound responded, in about ten seconds, the box-shaped cabin fell from the top of the lifting pipe. Sparks caused by friction on the track sputtered out, making people feel the roughness of this landing method. Considerable wind pressure passed by me, but the female aboriginal people on the side looked unpleasant.

A fixed metal sound came from the box-shaped cabin. The door opened in a burst of exhaust. A man with a body structure similar to "Plus" got out from behind the door. He was obviously modified. He was working. , The body can be integrated with the elevator cabin for more efficient and fine-grained operations. However, compared with "Plus", his degree of transformation seems to be deeper. The right half of his face has been thoroughly instrumented, with large and small cameras all over it. When looking at me, these lenses may stretch or shrink, giving off a cold light. Gives people a mechanically cold feeling.

He said a series of "high-speed language", and the response was not the female aboriginal, but the nearby console. After that, he had a few conversations with the female aboriginal who approached, and when he looked at me again , The translated terminal electronic sound from his body: "Come on." He didn't intend to say more to me, so he got into the elevator cabin very simply. The female aborigines waved to me and got in too.

I walked into the cabin, and only felt that it was particularly downloadable. Except for the captain's seat, there were only four passenger seats left, two in a row. Back to back together. However, because the aboriginal people are quite strong, their seats are larger than normal people. The female aborigines had already sat in, and I quickly followed. After I sat down, she pulled down the safety lock from above to secure us in place.

Despite these details, I have long understood that this lift cabin is definitely not a comfortable way of transportation. However, when it starts to move, this ordinary person's body still feels a little strenuous. Because of the outstanding acceleration ability, the force transmitted to the body is quite huge. It feels like the whole person can't even make a sound even if the whole person bears this kind of pressure. Moreover, the tremor in the cabin was very serious, which made people wonder whether there was no shock absorption device installed at all, and someone with a slightly weaker sense of balance was replaced. I'll probably spit it out immediately.

In short, the technology of this gathering place gave me a very serious impression of copycats. The basic functions can reach the level of use, but the details are very rough, and the comfort level is almost non-existent. It seems that there is a better reference, but because of its own technical problems, it cannot be fully reproduced. There is a great need for similar functions, and they can only compromise on the details. However, given the history of this gathering place mentioned by "Canada", it is not difficult to imagine their efforts to survive. And the restrictions. Their technical knowledge and production conditions have been severely blocked and restricted due to geographical reasons, and their ability to develop to their current appearance is also the result of the joint efforts of several generations.

The elevator cabin is completely closed and it is still accelerating. In addition to the captain's ease, the female aboriginal sitting next to me has also frowned, looking like she is enduring hard. The accelerated ascent lasted for five minutes, and I felt as if even the internal organs were being squeezed out. Therefore, when it eased a little, the already overwhelmed nerves felt keenly. The female aborigines took a long sigh and complained to the captain. Although she did not understand, her tone was quite obvious. The captain did not speak, but just typed a row on the display board above us. The text should be a response to the female indigenous people. The expressions of the female aboriginals are quite wonderful, obviously that is not something to be sorry.

"Sit down!" She suddenly spoke to me with a translator.

I just reacted, and immediately a huge force squeezed it, and the harsh friction sound penetrated into the cabin. Obviously, the elevator cabin has begun to decelerate, and it is more rough than when it was accelerating. If there is no safety lock, we will definitely be thrown away.

Such an unbearable experience finally reached the end. The female aboriginal pulled up the safety lock forcibly, and rushed out the first time the hatch was opened, kneeling outside the hatch and vomiting. She is tall, but her body's load capacity is weaker than mine. I just feel a little soft in my feet, but there are no signs of dizziness or vomiting. After I walked out of the cabin door, when I was going to appease the young female aboriginal, the elevator cabin closed again, and accelerated again amidst the violent friction and splashing sparks, and after a few blinks, it completely disappeared from the tube wall. In the shadows.

"All right?" I reached out to the young female aboriginal.

She glanced at me, wiped away the dirt from the corners of her mouth, and didn't mean to dodge, grabbed my hand and used my strength to stand up.

"Come with me." Her emotions returned to calm again, at least, her face turned into that rigid look again, and she walked directly to the bridge on the side of the elevator platform. We didn't talk more, and when we crossed this bridge, we didn't meet other people in the same industry. However, from the side of the bridge, we could vaguely see the appearance of people on the bridge in the distance. The pipe is huge, and it is almost impossible to feel like a pipe in it. The light is very gloomy, and the bright light on the opposite side of the bridge is very dazzling and warm, full of attraction.

We walked straight through the bridge and walked into the light over there. The eye-catching place was a group of buildings formed by structures. However, the style is different from the buildings of the abandoned city, and the outlines are mostly arc-shaped. People feel soft, and the planning also gives people a sense of order, with grid-like streets staggered among areas. At this time, the female aborigines and I are in a higher place in the building complex. Looking down, it is not crowded but not to mention sparse. The aborigines are flowing on the corridors, stairs, sky bridges and semi-open building corridors. Suddenly, there was a vitality that was completely different from the abandoned city area.

We walked down the stairs exposed on the surface of the building, which has no railings on the outermost side. It looks like you will fall down if you are not careful. In this living area, you can see similar stairs winding around the outside of a building, and you can see people walking through it like us from time to time.

Is this place really inside a certain pipe? I raised my head and looked at the distant zenith. There seemed to be something blocking the most real appearance, only giving people a vague and colorless feeling. The light is abundant, but it makes people feel deeply that it is not emitted by the "sun", but some kind of artificial cold light.

Yes, the light is very bright, but there is no temperature, part of the building complex is blocked by large shadows, people walking outside the room. Its shadow also appears very deep. The whole scene is like a deliberately rendered black and white painting. The white and black parts are filled with thick color blocks, and the contrast is quite strong.

"Where are we going?" I asked for the first time, because we have been walking for a long time in this complex of buildings. Although it is not without the existence of transportation, but more. People who are walking, just like us now, in this way, give people a sense of a rather slow pace of life. Perhaps for these aborigines living in enclosed spaces, changes have always been extremely slow, with technology. Life expectancy can also be extended, because there is a lack of resources, so there is nothing particularly urgent. However, to me, time is very precious.

"When can I meet your senior leaders?" The female aboriginal did not answer. So I asked again.

"I don't know." The female aboriginal finally spoke. She stopped and stared at me and said: "My task is to put you down. I can't understand more things."

Is it true? I can't help but think so. Such placement treatment is undoubtedly a worse situation than violent treatment. However, even if I want to be more proactive, there is no way to distinguish the north, south, east, and west in a short period of time. The range of buildings here is larger than I thought. Moreover, because of the language, it is difficult to communicate with ordinary people, and it is not so easy to get information about high-level positions. If you make a big fuss here and cause serious damage, even if you can force a high-level meeting, it will leave a huge sequelae. Until the current situation and the situation of the various forces are not understood, it will appear to be neutral. It is quite irrational to push people to the side of the enemy.

I feel that although the situation is a bit wrong, it is not the time to take extreme actions.

After that, we didn’t have more conversations. The female aborigines took me into a semicircular building, which should be a personal room. The location is probably the feeling of "half the mountainside", and I can overlook quite a bit from the window. Spectacular view. There is only one bed in the room, two chairs, a table and a cabinet, all of which are integrated with the room. This style is similar to those rooms in the abandoned city. The clothes I had been changed were placed on the table and wrapped up in a combat trench coat. When I untied the count, the female aborigines had left quietly. It was really not a polite farewell to say goodbye.

The aborigines I came into contact with, including the "Plus" who had chatted with me for a long time, gave me a deep sense of isolation, making me feel that they did not intend to know me, nor did they intend to Let me understand them. Perhaps they have this attitude towards every outsider. However, in this way, the idea of ​​"communication in exchange for information" is useless. If they really don’t have much interest in me, or that they do not intend to obtain information from me as an individual, but target the entire group of outsiders, then the value of my existence is true for them. Is not as big as expected.

If there is information on "Plus" and "Ping", maybe I can go to the door and use them as a springboard. However, the gathering place directly separates me from them. I stood by the window alone, looking at this area of ​​life, and felt like "I am like a drop of water into a strange sea". Although I feel a little out of place, for the "sea", it is simply Things that are too small to pay attention to.

So, a strong sense of loneliness suddenly hit.

I force this feeling of loneliness to the back of my head, feeling my heartbeat, adjusting my mood and state to a moderately tense combat state, then putting on the original combat clothing and arranging the weapons one by one. As I expected before, the people in the gathering place are completely indifferent to these "simple weapons" without mystery. but. If the critical weapon is still there, it will probably be forcibly confiscated by them, and there is no possibility of "cold treatment" at the beginning.

I was thinking about it amused, and I was about to go out when a violent vibration suddenly came from under my feet. There was a loud explosion from the street, and the noise of people suddenly boiled. The sense of life that had always been stable before suddenly became sharp, giving people a very bad feeling. I don’t know what happened. From the window, I can only see a large amount of debris falling from the ceiling, as if the top wall of the pipe above collapsed, and the place where the debris fell was blocked by several buildings, but , Calculate the volume of those fragments based on the distance. They generally have a diameter of more than ten meters. Falling from such a high place is undoubtedly a terrible situation. Because the building is made of structure, it is very solid, and there should be no large-scale collapse. However, As I tried to tell what happened. A piece of building is penetrated by a beam of light, and this beam of light cuts it horizontally. After being cut off in the middle, the upper half slipped down neatly.

From this point of view, it was not an ordinary accident, but that this residential area was attacked by the enemy and was able to penetrate the pipeline and sweep the structure building. The weapons used are quite powerful. "Is it an elementary life?" The intensity of this attack made me think so, and I didn't think it was ridiculous. Indeed, the living area of ​​the gathering place naturally has a very high degree of security and defense measures, and it can develop into the bustling scene as it is now. This area must have not been attacked for a long time. However. This does not mean that the elementary life must not be able to attack.

Although the gathering place has successfully grown in the gap between the body life and the dead soldiers, when moving in the abandoned city area, you must face the threats of both. The gathering place that grows up in the battle is in each All aspects are quite strong, and in many cases, they have reached a balance with the two and maintained a fragile balance of power. However, when this superficial strength is compared with the "full force of the elemental life", what degree can it achieve? I think that even the high-level people in the gathering place are not quite clear about it, because the survival of the gathering place has always been based on the fact that it does not directly confront the elementary life.

If it is said that the defense measures of the gathering place are very difficult to accept when facing the elementary life, then, from now on, they must face this fact squarely.

The destruction continued, and the falling objects continued to hit the shell, bridges and stairs of the building. In this violent collision, they finally collapsed. People’s screams quickly spread. At the center of the incident, many people have already They all fled in one direction, but soon, their position began to tilt, so most people fell from a high altitude like dumplings in a pot. You don't need to see it with your own eyes, you can imagine the final tragedy. The figure of the elementary life appeared occasionally in these collapsed buildings and among the people who were difficult to escape, and then quickly disappeared. While observing, I didn't feel that their actions were very targeted. They should have a clear destination, but for various reasons, I just stayed here for the time being.

For the sabotage work here, I am afraid that they are just doing it casually, and there is no too active idea, and there is no intention to stop. Such a dynamic destruction, of course, would alarm the protectors of the gathering place. Perhaps at the beginning, they could not react in time, but soon there were chasers gathered from all directions. Most of their dressing is the same as "flat" them. The propellers installed on their bodies and limbs allow them to have strong mobility. One jump is like a gliding.

While in mid-air, some of the protectors have already attacked with speargun weapons that they carry with them. However, when the spearheads of those discharges hit the elementary life, the damage caused is not as great as imagined. In retrospect, "ping" they intervened in the battle between me and the elementary life, not to attack the elementary life itself, but to destroy its standing and force it to fall. Moreover, the gun head used at that time was released from the offline machine, and its size and power were larger and stronger than the portable type held by these protectors today. Assuming that "Ping" and others believe that the direct attack of the offline machine will not affect the life of the body, then it is understandable that the seemingly intensive offensive of these protectors is actually completely ineffective against the life of the body.

The protectors did not think that their long-range attacks could be effective. When the arc and smoke blurred their vision, some protectors pulled out a long knife-like device from their waist under the cover of shooting. Go straight to the body life. Their hand-held knives do not have sharp edges. They can only be called "knife-shaped" in shape, but it is this shape that is very similar to the critical weapon I once owned. I have to doubt that these melee weapons are imitations.

This makes me wonder, if there are imitations, will there be genuine ones? Is this gathering place able to survive because they possess certain or even several critical weapons? Or is it close to the level of critical weapons in the level of weapon production? The answer seems to be when one of the protectors succeeded in hitting a body life with a long knife.

The body life's posture suddenly became stiff. Although the protector was beaten out in the end, several long knives soon slashed its body. The arc entangled the whole body of this elementary life, making it kneel on the ground, and it seemed a bit difficult. However, it was not just one person. Another extremely strong elemental life from his brother-in-law swept through with terrifying force. The protectors of these siege companions.

Those who tried to further oppress the wounded physical life were beaten into the air. The protective clothing was disintegrated in mid-air. Thanks to the protective clothing, they did not die immediately, but also I can't stand up for a while.

The once suppressed elementary life successfully stood up, and it did not seem to cause serious damage, only the surface of the structure left traces of being attacked. It seems that although those long knives are somewhat effective, they still have a lot of confirmation when facing the elementary life. If it is just a siege of a body being, it may be possible to win, but the body beings I can observe, there are a total of five people-this is already a number that would be troublesome if you have a critical weapon. .

The protectors attacked forgotten their lives, and the advancement of the body life was temporarily delayed. However, not all the body life has been shot. A body is nearly ten meters tall with antenna-like objects on the body. His body life is like a tower, standing in the present position, seeming to sense something. The other elemental life is to protect him from being disturbed, and knock out the protectors who are coming one after another out of the range.

I don’t know much about the location of this living area in the entire gathering place~IndoMTL.com~ However, if these elementary lives really come with a certain purpose, then it seems that it can be proved from the side. The living area is very close to the "critical area of ​​the gathering place", and even the form of the living area itself is just a cover for the more core functions of the area.

I don't know much about this gathering place or the purpose of elementary life. The aborigines I met along the way gave me a very xenophobic impression. I don't know what will happen if I use Night Crow Quark myself. "Ping" reminded not to release the night crow quark, otherwise it will bring panic to others, which means that not everyone in this gathering place is like him, and can easily accept the kind of body life-like exist.

If the Night Crow quark is released, even if it wins, it actually helps the gathering place. Under the inherent vigilance concept, it may not have a good result-the hint of "flat" has always been given to me like this a feeling of.

Clearly capable but unable to save life, this is very painful and violates the Code of Heroes. However, it doesn't matter, I am already aware of it.

What this gathering place needs is not me as an "outsider" and a "passerby". I am not their hero. (To be continued...)