Wasteland Code Survival Chapter 722: Replacer

Soldiers in black armor surrounded several charred corpses. One of them took out a complete set of inspection equipment, cut through the carbonized shell of the corpse with a scalpel, and took out a small amount of body that has not yet been necrotic. The organization, after adding several special reagents, was thrown into a device about the size of a computer host and used to identify DNA.

It didn't take long for the identification result to come out——

"Confirmed, the third body is little Amor Pattini himself." The soldier said.

"Very well, then from now on, I will be the little Amor Pattini, and you are all my immediate guards." The black armored officer who led the team took off his own The face mask, under the black metal mask, was actually a face exactly the same as Little Amor, even the dark chestnut hair and a small birthmark on the back of the neck were the same.

The black armored soldiers also took off the black light armor on their bodies, revealing the uniforms of the Patini family guards wearing them, and even their personal numbers and identity files have been prepared, and these The files are all true-in fact, they were already soldiers belonging to the Patini consortium an hour ago, and even the mastermind would not deny their identity.

A car that was exactly like the luxury car that had just been blown up drove to the front of "Little Amor". A slender and elegant female secretary in a black suit and skirt walked out of the back seat of the car. Her face is naturally the same as that of Amor's original secretary.

"The announcement was made that a jewellery craftsman from the Patini Consortium’s Crown Jewelry Company who was bought by a resistance organization and a dozen workers from the Patini Mining Company who were extremely dissatisfied with their salaries conspired. In response to this attack, the attackers used homemade explosives and improvised weapons to attack many buildings on the periphery of the rich area, but did not cause any serious damage. The attackers have been captured by the security forces, and'I' just suffered A little fright, no injury. In addition, in order to calm the emotions of the residents, all the shelters under the control of the Patini Consortium distributed an extra week of material quota and 300 grams of fresh meat per person to all residents."

"Yes, Mr. Chairman." "Personal Secretary" has fully entered her role.

Similar scenes are also being staged in the headquarters of several consortiums at the same time...For the residents living in these shelters, tonight, there are only vague intermittent gunfire from the direction of the rich area. Come, but for those "parties", this night is already the last night in their lives.

The soldiers who strictly enforced this secret "cleansing order" did not leave any alive. Tens of thousands of people have completely evaporated in this night, and replaced by a group of "replacers who look exactly like them" ".

The organizations that started cleaning are those consortia that had previously trusted them, but then secretly colluded with the mastermind. These consortia have 10% to 49% control in the hands of the organization For this reason, the organization easily expanded this number to 100%.

As for those consortiums that stood on the same line as the main brain, but did not join the organization, although they were not purged, they immediately encountered a lot of "troubles" the next day-such as middle management colluding with outsiders to embezzle The property of the consortium, the scandal between the wife of the chairman of a consortium and a certain young director, the product failure rate of the consortium’s production line reached 80%, etc.... Although these things are not enough to make these consortiums trouble. The point of bone, but want to deal with it, it is enough for them to be devastated for a while.

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Lei’s, the living room.

Lei Ting leaned on the sofa opposite the executive officer, holding a delicate porcelain cup in his hand, and the scent of tea permeated the living room—it’s just that in the aroma of tea, a very strong coffee The taste is particularly abrupt.

The young executive wore two huge dark circles under his eyes, holding a cup of espresso coffee in his hand, and was sipping without image, not caring that the liquid dangling from the cup splashed on the luxurious Above the sofa.

"You should be busy these days, right?"

"Overtime, overtime, all day long, people are dead everywhere, sick, poisoned, and beaten to death... Although they are dead, the problem is that those guys will have a mess after belching. I'm going to clean up... I feel that if I continue to do this, I will die young sooner or later." When it came to this, the executive complained loudly.

"To be honest, I feel that your acting style is too radical this time. Although the follow-up process is perfect, this is just for ordinary people. These things must be hidden from the other consortia..."

"What does this have to do with me? I'm an errand guy. All the plans of the cleaning order are made by the people above. They want to kill chickens and monkeys, and I'm just the knife used to kill chickens." Execution The official curled his mouth and drank the dark brown liquid in the cup in one go.

"Beauty, renew the cup, thank you." The executive glanced at the girl standing next to him. I have to say that this is a beauty, body and temperament. The most important thing is...this size There must be a 36E! I don’t know how the two heavy things feel...

"The problem is that you didn't kill a few chickens... If even the Patini-level consortium are considered chickens, what are the other consortiums? In this way, I am afraid that everyone will be troubled. It is dangerous, but it does more harm than good.” Thunder said slowly.

"Then all kill, and the property is confiscated. Anyway, the group of people above wanted to do it." The executive shrugged.

"That will probably set off a new round of war..."

"Isn't it just war~IndoMTL.com~ When did it stop, anyway, we have to fight on the ground, it's better to solve the problem underground as well—" The executive didn't care. He had an expression, but Thunder's sharp eyes had already noticed that in his eyes, there was an extremely rich and completely lingering look of disgust.

"You hate war, don't you?"

"Nonsense, I am a standard war orphan. The war has made me lose my parents and siblings forever. Oh, and my childhood sweetheart girlfriend. She just promised my confession in less than a week. The missile was blown to death-do you think I can hate war?"

"If this is the case, why do you want to join the war?"

"I said Mr. Thunder...are you a bit old and confused? Of course, this is to survive. If I don't kill others, others will kill me. Do I have a choice?"

"Are you sure you want to live...not to avenge the war?"