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10.Undercurrent surges

"So I need support!" The chief of the Los Angeles Police Department, who was lying on the hospital bed, shouted angrily into the phone: "This group of people has EMP and electromagnetic weapons! Just like that, you still want me to believe that they are a group of people with only light weapons."

A fugitive with excessive firepower?" During the chase on Sunset Boulevard, the helicopter he was riding in fell during an EMP attack. He only suffered a broken leg and several ribs, but his life was not in danger.

"We carefully reviewed the report you submitted, but we are sorry that we will not approve your proposal to dispatch the National Guard." In Sacramento, the capital of California, the governor of California coldly rejected the request of the police chief. He was

Sitting at a round conference table, three mysterious people, two men and one woman, wearing black suits and sunglasses, sat opposite him in a formal manner.

"How could you do this? Now the Los Angeles Police Department's police force has been severely damaged. I can't even send police to investigate the riots in the mental hospital!"

"Considering that the Los Angeles Police Department has indeed suffered heavy losses, I will urgently mobilize some police forces from surrounding cities to support you. This can help you maintain local order."

"What I want is not to maintain order! What I want is to catch this group of terrorists! They are still at large, and almost everyone has weapons!"

"The National Guard will not be dispatched. We judge that the opponent's electromagnetic weapons may flow out through abnormal channels, which means they probably don't have more. In this case, the damage they can cause is very limited. Then

Well, I still have a meeting." After saying that, the governor couldn't help but hang up the phone.

The chase battle last night was being played repeatedly on the big screen in the conference room. Although the video captured was not very clear, the intensity of the battle could still be seen.

"EMP, electromagnetic weapons, and that guy who is not afraid of bullets and looks like an iron man." The governor stared at the three mysterious men in black opposite, "Such a big thing happened in my jurisdiction, you guys

You want me to just sit on the sidelines with a blank letter from the Ministry of National Defense?”

"Indeed." The woman sitting in the middle said, her voice a little hoarse. "Not only you, but also various departments including the FBI will receive similar notices and will not participate."

As she spoke, the woman took out a laptop and clicked a few times, then turned the screen to show the governor, "All news media have unified their tone and are playing processed live videos. The public will not know about this incident."

The truth. Even if there are people who saw the live broadcast on the news for the first time, their weak remarks will not make a single ripple."

"What about me?" The governor's voice was a little low, with a hint of anger. Some people made a mess on their own territory and caused heavy losses, but suddenly a group of people jumped out and said that you have no control over this matter, and we are not going to tell them.

Why are you? No one can remain calm like a Bodhisattva in such a matter.

"As it's playing here," the woman pointed to the big screen behind the governor, "you know there's EMP, there's electromagnetic weapons, and there's a guy who looks like an Iron Man who's not afraid of bullets." She repeated the governor's words in her tone.

There was a hint of sarcasm in it. "In addition, I can also tell you that this is related to a top-secret plan of the Ministry of National Defense. You see, you actually know much more than the public."

"You..." The governor was immediately on the verge of exploding, but his eyes glanced at the signature of the person he could never offend on the order from the Ministry of National Defense, and he immediately languished in his chair.

Seeing his appearance, the woman nodded, put away her laptop, stood up, and said to the governor: "In short, our Cyberdyne company will fully take over this matter, and we will handle it well." After that, she saw her.

She took off her sunglasses, revealing a beautiful and wild face, but her left eye was a mechanical prosthetic eye that glowed red!

…

United States, Washington, DC.

"These people from Cyberdyne are bullying people too much!" With a bang, the FBI counterterrorism director picked up a chair and threw it at the door - several people from Cyberdyne had just left here.

A black police detective wearing sunglasses and a shaved head said: "They completely took us for fools."

"Isn't it?" A young police detective lay on a chair with a frivolous expression and looked up at the ceiling: "But since the Ministry of National Defense has given the order, we really can't get involved."

"Damn it!" the director of anti-terrorism operations punched the table again, "There must be something fishy behind this matter! I don't believe that the Ministry of Defense has any plan to bypass us and find such an unscrupulous company!"

"Cyberdin did hire a group of mercenaries, all of whom were veterans, and provided them with sophisticated weapons and equipment." The black police detective said: "I don't think this matter will end so easily."

"If you really want to investigate, it's not impossible." The young police detective may have felt that lying down was not comfortable enough, so he put his feet up on the conference table.

"Oh? What can I do?" the supervisor asked.

"You know, there are always some coincidences, right? For example, at some point, our detective who was on vacation in California suddenly got involved in a mysterious incident..." The young police detective began to cut his nails.

The director of anti-terrorism operations smiled knowingly: "Speaking of which, your new partner's name is Ellison, right? He farted while riding in the elevator with me yesterday, and it stunk. This made me, the director, very unhappy.

So happy..."

"Oh! That's a big crime! It's a light punishment to send him to California and face the wall for a month." The young police detective exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"And our administrator responsible for collecting weapons will have diarrhea tomorrow..." The black police detective also joined in.

"Then when Ellison turned in his gun, it was all about self-consciousness!" The young police detective picked up a file and began to trim his nails.

Bang! The supervisor's expression changed and he slammed the table hard, "And you! Hayden! You sit in an indecent manner in a formal meeting! You should also pack up and go to California for a vacation!"

"Eh? Me??"

…

"Okay, dear Savannah, Mom really can't have dinner with you tonight." On the top floor of a tall and luxurious office building, a beautiful woman wearing a smart shirt and a one-step skirt was talking to her daughter.

When I called her, I found that she was about 28 or 29 years old. She behaved noble and elegantly, like a goddess. Her slightly curly red hair was tied into a ponytail and tied behind her head.

"Yes, I know. But something big suddenly happened in the company, and mom has to deal with it. Little Savannah, you will understand mom, right." The beautiful woman picked up a towel and wiped her hands.

"Yes, it's a big deal." As she said this, the beautiful woman glanced at the screen next to her. What was playing on it was the unprocessed video of the battle on Sunset Boulevard.

"There is nothing we can do. This matter makes my mother very embarrassed. Because a lot of work has to start in advance." The beautiful woman walked to the window and looked down at the entire city.

"Dear, mom is not unhappy, but she is very worried, so when she speaks, it makes people feel cold." The beautiful woman walked back to the desk again, and she threw the towel she had wiped her hands into the trash can.

The towel was stained with blood.

"Okay, when this matter is over, mom will take you to Disneyland to have a good day." The beautiful woman picked up a glass photo frame from the table, with a photo of herself and a cute three or four-year-old girl on it.

.But unlike the bright smile of the beautiful woman in the photo, her face now is as cold as a playing card.

"Um, um, okay, I love you, goodbye baby." After saying that, the beautiful woman hung up the phone and looked at the pool of blood spreading on the ground. She tilted her head and followed her line of sight.

A corpse that looked exactly like her was lying on the ground, with a bloody hole on its forehead, and the expression on its face was forever fixed in boundless fear.

Opening the office door, the beautiful woman Shi Shiran walked out. A business card fell out of her handbag. The beautiful woman picked up the business card and looked at it. It read: Katherine Weaver, CEO of the company.

On a broad wall facing the office, there is a large Z-shaped mark inlaid with large gilded characters, with the words: ZEIRA in the middle.

…

"It was a traffic accident, yes, a tank truck transporting liquid nitrogen." On a white-painted firefighting helicopter, people from the fire brigade were checking the accident scene of the tank truck. A man dressed as a captain

I was on the phone to report to my superiors, and there was a person next to me who was taking photos of the scene with a camera.

"Okay, let's descend a little and take a closer look." As he said that, the captain patted the driver's shoulder and motioned for him to descend.

"The storage tank was broken in two, and all the liquid nitrogen has leaked out. Phew, I felt a chill even on the plane. I guess this section of the road needs to be demolished and rebuilt... Wait, what is that!" The captain suddenly screamed.

, "Oh my God, it's a man! He fell outside the cab of the truck and was frozen into ice! Look at the dress... a policeman?"

"Okay, I guess it has something to do with yesterday's terrorist attack. In addition, we found the body of the truck driver one kilometer away from the scene, and the body of a middle-aged oriental man. Chinese or Japanese? I don't know.
Chapter completed!