Night Hacker Chapter 66: Apocalypse
On the big Seth screen, thirty Gaisborn fighters and a whole Mindnet Task Force were all leveled off.
Thirty signal lights representing the activity of their brain nerves, without any slight fluctuations, the console has supplied oxygen to all of them, but this can only maintain the mechanical properties of their bodies.
As for the brain nervous system, the personality and supernatural programs inside are all gone.
With the identities and total prices of these people, it is not worth spending money and effort to save them.
The horizontal line made the console beep harshly, adding to the silence in the war room. The monitoring personnel were all parked nearby, waiting for new instructions, and no one dared to look up at the command room on the second floor.
A heart network task force led by a first-level supervisor, except for the supervisor, was wiped out...
For an operation of this level, such a loss is too great.
Everyone who participated in the operation here will be punished by lowering power within Gaisborn.
The originally bright and luxurious private room is becoming cramped and oppressive, and several handsome men obeyed Sophia's gesture of waving and retreated.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling one-way glass, drinking red wine slowly, looking at the big screen below, thinking about something.
Carl Wilson stood beside him, his middle-aged face was ashen ashes...
This time, whether in his network cowboy career, or Gaisborn's career in charge, it is the worst failure.
Ten max overclocking overdrives, and twenty others, were taken at once.
This kind of thing rarely happens in the real world, but in the Psychic Network, a 1 millisecond lag can cause this kind of evil effect.
Is it because the other party has high-level programmers? Or high talent?
In any case, this result cannot be concealed.
There are Internet cowboys everywhere, who can take those Gaisborn's incomplete personality data and sell them. They can't hide the fact that this happened, so they can only not publicize it. But in the company's internal reporting documents, this time it did lose.
"This task force has thirty people."
Sophia spoke suddenly, her pretty face was smiling, a stiff smile.
She maintained her demeanor as a potential heir of Gaisborn, "It sounds nice to be a group of elites, but they are actually three-speed and four-speed. Only Wilson is in charge and you are five-speed. Become a supervisor and stand here."
She shook her head, "Even if the three-speed and four-speed are overclocked and turned into overdrive, they are still trash. Overclocking is not as good as real talent.
"The family is only willing to send us such a few people, and we are facing two real speeding gears, and we have done our best."
Carl Wilson listened silently, without making a sound, uncertain what the blond lady was thinking...
At the moment when all the staff were on level, she was almost furious and let out a muffled roar.
Maybe she is right, but demotion is inevitable.
Like Santo, Seth and many other consortiums, Gaisborn has 12 high-level authorities, ranging from A to N from high to low.
Miss Sophia, because of her noble background, she is less than 20 years old and has no achievements, so she is already a third-level authority.
As for him, he has fought life and death for many years, and the first-level supervisor of the Xinwang Operations Department is only at the eighth level of authority, so it is difficult to go any further.
After this time, it's hard to say whether he can keep his supervisory position.
As for Miss Sophia, she may also be demoted two or even three levels...
"Director Wilson, in fact, not only did we not do anything wrong this time, we also made merit."
Sophia took a sip of the red wine, turned to look at Carl Wilson, and said again:
"It's the loss of a heart network task force, but this also confirms my dream spirit revelation this time, it's not easy.
"It's true that we discovered this. There are two real speeding gears on the street outside who got together to make trouble. There is still such a thing, but there is evidence from the monitoring data of this battle."
Dream inspiration? When did she have the revelation from the dream spirit? Wilson was silent, what she meant...
"Is the real overdrive comparable to thirty pieces of trash? It's worth it if they are exchanged."
Sophia smiled, "As long as you find out the clues, and even find these two cowboys, let us Gaisborn catch them, then there will be plenty of ways to realize their value, hundreds of trash can't be exchanged To.
"Then, our authority will be restored and promoted. Director Wilson, we are going to be demoted, but we are bearing the burden of humiliation. We are one step ahead of other departments and the board of directors.
"This time it was because the higher ups didn't believe me and didn't give enough people, which led to the inability to make a profit in one fell swoop.
"This cannot be regarded as our failure, fault, we did not lose."
Sophia's eyes shone slightly, her face turned cold, "What do you think?"
Suddenly, Wilson faced two choices.
One is to resolutely push the responsibility to Miss Sophia, it is her willful ignorance that caused the loss...
The other is...
"Miss Sophia, you are right, that's what it is."
It took Wilson a few seconds to make a choice. With his meager status in Gaisborn and the temperament of the potential heir in front of him, the first choice is not a good way.
"There are at least two real overdrivers and a few high-talented individuals. This group of cowboys is extraordinary; your dream inspiration is very accurate."
"Then you have to work hard to find them." Sophia smiled again, "You were born on the streets and know how to find this kind of mice. The sooner we find them, the sooner we will end the burden of humiliation, and you might even be promoted What about the minister?"
Wilson nodded. Since he was assigned to Miss Sophia, they have been a community of interests.
Now that none of the team members can come back, no one can say whether there will be real overdrive this time.
If you find it, you have it, if you can't find it, you don't have it.
"Now." Sophia looked at the 30 breathing corpses lying on the console in the war room below, squeezed the goblet tightly, and said:
"Since the responsibility should be borne by me first, then these thirty bodies also belong to me. I will send them all to be used as raw materials for prosthetic bodies, and feed the remaining waste to alien species. Director Wilson, what do you have?" Do you have any comments?"
Wilson's facial muscles twitched slightly, these people, these people he picked out from the street...
"No, it's up to you," he whispered.
"I was just joking with you." Sophia smiled, "The people in Santo have begun to know how to joke, so don't be so serious. These are your people. Whether they are demolished or buried is up to you. Their families will still receive pensions."
"Thank you Miss Sophia." Wilson nodded heavily, "I will try my best not to let you down."
At this time, the video TV on the wall in the private room had a new incoming call, and it was automatically connected.
An electronically synthesized male face appeared on the screen, without expression, and the latest internal processing was announced:
"Sophia Amick, because you refused to implement the optimal plan of the company's allocation, resulting in deadweight losses for the company, the company will lower your authority from the current third level to... the sixth level.
"Carl Wilson, due to your failure in command, all members of the Psychic Network Task Force No. 103 were killed. The company will adjust your position from the first-level supervisor of the Mindnet Operations Department to the third-level supervisor. Your authority will drop from the eighth level to... the tenth level.
"The above processing will take effect immediately."
After listening, Sophia turned off the phone, put down her wine glass, ignored Carl Wilson, and strode outside the private room.
With the sixth level of authority, I can't afford to use this war room.
But she, Sophia Amick, can also get a few servants and bodyguards, go out for a drive, go to the boxing ring and see what that Seth handicap Elizabeth is doing.
If there is really a great treasure and she finds it again, then she will be able to return to the third level immediately.
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The weather in the boxing area is also rainy at night, and the headquarters building of the God of War Gang on Kuangzhan Street is brightly lit.
What the low-level staff didn't know was that the high-level people suddenly shook.
Just tonight, 16 extraordinary members of the gang were killed by the flesh and blood guy in the spiritual network.
Only some relatively high-level, high-talented personnel who had just exploded in the fantasy city ~IndoMTL.com~ were forcibly disconnected after being monitored outside, and ten or eight of them escaped back. On the verge of collapse, I don't know if I can survive.
According to the comprehensive statement of several assassins with diffuse consciousness:
The Bone and Blood Daughter first led people to raid and bomb the tavern, and then led them to sneak around, but the Bone and Blood guy had already set up a trap, and they fell for it... I don't know if it was a cowboy or a Bone and Blood guy... Several people on the other side Very strong, very fast...
Moreover, it seems that there are other trapped personalities in the trap.
Everything happened too fast, within ten or twenty seconds, before they had time to figure it out, they fell into a hallucination, were beaten like a dog in the water, forced to disconnect and lost their memory... just remember, Finally came cowboys everywhere.
The Boneblood guy is well prepared this time, not only the blood blades in the city, but also the deformed people from Boneblood Town are also involved.
The higher-ups were very angry, and it was not the way of the God of War Gang to let it go like this.
All the boxing area wants is to fight. However... what the God of War Gang wants is survival and growth, but they have just lost their vitality.
Going out to fight? The boxing area was tightly sealed off by the Metropolitan Police Department, and now the streets are full of rich people, from the big villa hotel in Weicheng Mountain, to this kind of broken place to visit the garden, so as to find some new excitement.
The strange hobbies of the rich have always been like this.
Originally, if there hadn't been a big blockade of the boxing area, the God of War gang would have to fight immediately, chasing and killing the flesh and blood guys all over the city.
But now, the senior management endured their anger and reached an agreement, no hurry, no hurry...
There are many people from various parties who are staring at and mixing with the flesh and blood guy. They are not in a hurry to take revenge, and they can't get out.
They can't even get out of the Berserker Street.