After kicking the two agents away, Russell lowered his head and saw Sever, who had a bloody head. He secretly thought that it was not easy to be an undercover agent these days. In order to pursue reality, he would risk his life. He asked: "Second Five, are you okay?
?”
"It's okay, I'm fine..."
Sipher collapsed on the ground, thinking of Russell's record of falling from the sky and destroying a helicopter on the way. He felt that his legs were weak and he held his hands to stay away from a safe distance.
After coming back to his senses, Cypher was startled by Russell's choice of words. He was panicking, fearing that Morpheus would hear it, so he quickly said: "You have the wrong person, my name is not Erwuzai."
"How is it possible? I know that you secretly colluded with Agent Smith and took the initiative to leak the stronghold. If you are not the second-fifth agent, who is the second-fifth agent?"
Russell waved his hands indifferently and said consolingly: "I understand, living in the real world is too tiring, so I sold my teammates in exchange for the matrix matrix to live a carefree life. Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped and won't talk nonsense."
Then you still say it so loudly!
Sweat broke out on Cypher's forehead, and when he noticed Morpheus's blazing eyes beside him, he hated Russell in his heart. If he hadn't seen that Russell was invulnerable and could kill agents without blinking an eye, he would definitely jump up and fight him to the death.
However, Cypher did not accept his fate and wait for death. Things could still turn around. Compared with Russell, a mysterious man of unknown origin, who had shed blood for Zion and was loyal to the Nebuchadnezzar, Morpheus would definitely give him
A chance to explain.
I can still be saved, that's it!
Just when Cypher was deceiving himself, Agent Smith stood up on the spot, his sunglasses were knocked off, he looked directly at Russell with cold eyes, and asked with a held breath: "Who are you, where are you from, how do you know me?
The deal with Mr. Reagan?”
Seifer: "..."
His last name is Reagan, and Morpheus knows this.
"I won't answer questions that are too philosophical..."
Russell turned to look at Agent Smith, couldn't help but think of the elves, and said angrily: "Get out of here, there aren't many people here to help you, you can't win."
"That's not necessarily true!" Agent Smith grinned with a mysterious smile.
Russell was stunned and confirmed that he was not cheating and that it was still a serious anti-virus software.
Suddenly, Russell's eyes scanned the entire scene and discovered that the other two agents of the Iron Triangle were not present.
Agent Jones, who died on the helicopter in the first place, and Agent Brown, whose neck was broken by him, were not resurrected after their deaths.
At the scene, except for Neo and his team, the American SWAT police who were lucky enough to survive had lost their will to fight.
Either they are superpowers with special powers, or they are supermen who fly into the sky and catch bullets with their faces. They are just ordinary people, and their flesh and blood bodies cannot withstand such torture.
He cursed loudly in his mind. Before carrying out the mission, if the enemy was so awesome, he would definitely fall ill on the spot.
The SWAT policemen put down their weapons and exited the battlefield in an orderly manner. When they found that no one was paying attention to them, they quickly ran away.
Russell looked around the room and couldn't find Agent Smith's confidence. At this moment, he felt something in his heart. He pulled down his sunglasses and looked at the distant sky. A small black dot was flying close to him at a high speed.
fighter!
"Hehehe..." x2
Agent Smith chuckled, and Russell chuckled too. Because he had a larger lung capacity, he laughed last.
Buzz buzz!!
The thermal sight swept across the sky, and the fighter jet exploded into pieces a second before it launched the air-to-ground missile.
Agent Smith's laughter stopped abruptly, and with a livid face, he glared at him with heat, disappeared on the spot, and was reborn somewhere.
At this point, all three agents have been wiped out by the virus and are temporarily eliminated. Maybe the system will upgrade them next time we see them again.
After the agents exited the scene, the other two crew members on the Nebuchadnezzar, who had been chased by Agent Brown and hid in the abandoned building, were helped out by Epock and Mouse.
The two of them were disgraced, and Epock's shoulder was grazed by a bullet. He was very unlucky, and could also be considered to be lucky.
Russell ignored the fearful looks of others, pushed down his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked towards the embarrassed Neo with a smile.
"Mr. Anderson, he just left without waiting for me..."
Russell said and stretched out his hand: "If nothing else happens, we are comrades-in-arms. Also, if you are new here and don't understand, please bear with me in the future."
Looking at the hand stretched out to him, Neo smiled and held it, rejecting it in his heart. He couldn't tolerate this kind of comrade, especially when he thought about the experience of having Russell's neck broken, he felt all kinds of MMP in his heart.
"Sir, are you human?" Morpheus asked, standing next to Neo with stern eyes.
"Of course, it's pure human blood inside and out!" Russell nodded seriously. It's 100% human flesh, and may have some additives and preservatives.
"and you……"
"It's not safe to talk here. Let's go back to the Nebuchadnezzar and talk slowly."
"What?"
Morpheus didn't understand what Russell meant. Seeing that the latter was unwilling to say more, he contacted the operator Tank and located the nearest exit from the matrix.
The tank was extremely efficient and quickly guided a safe route. Morpheus and others got on the vehicle, and were escorted away along with Cypher, who was suspected of being a traitor.
Russell originally wanted to grab a driver's seat, but he was racing on the road. His telepathy indicated that huge energy was approaching, and he stood there with his eyes slightly contracted.
"You guys go first, there's a troublesome guy I need to deal with."
Neo was about to get in the car when he paused for a second when he heard Russell's words. He frowned and looked at the sky. His sight extended infinitely. When he saw the Seraphim in the shape of six wings of holy light, he was stunned in shock.
The savior is already an exaggeration, but there are actually angels?
"He...what is that?"
"His name is Chang Wei. The one you have seen is the bodyguard of the prophet, or the firewall. Speaking of which, the program is really unreasonable. His ashes were obviously spread, but he can still be resurrected."
Russell looked weird, and the white seraph was just opposite to him.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or a balancing factor set up by the system, just like the relationship between Agent Smith and Neo.
"Wait a minute, shouldn't the prophet's bodyguard be one of our own? Why are we fighting?" Morpheus was confused. He was not surprised to see Neo. He was even more surprised and even a little scared.
"The prophet is not one of our own, and has never been..."
Russell murmured to himself: "Mr. Anderson, Chang Wei's procedures are different from others. Maybe he is one of your seniors."
Neo was heartbroken when he heard this. He pushed Morpheus into the car and sighed: "If this is really the case, I will stay and help you!"
Russell declined politely: "No, Chang Wei is not my opponent, but if you stay to help, I might not be able to beat him."
(???)
Not only Neo, but also several other people in the car were silent. These words were truly merciless.
The car started, and Morpheus looked over and asked: "If this is the real world, where are we going to find you, and which ship are you on?"
"Come on, don't worry about the location, I will go find you."
While speaking, Russell, under the stunned gaze of a group of people, spread out three pairs of black wings behind his back, which instantly turned into black dots and disappeared.
"..."
There was dead silence in the car, only the sound of the engine continued. Morpheus said dryly: "Neo, if you spread your wings and fly into the sky one day, I will definitely not be surprised."
"No, I shouldn't have wings...should!"
…
High in the sky, Seraphim flapped his six wings and held the golden war spear with both hands. An astonishing aura spread from him, noble and extraordinary, like a god coming to the world.
Upon noticing Russell's three pairs of black wings, Seraphim's face remained indifferent, and his long golden tail swayed like a meteor, speeding towards him.
At this time, the seraphim have been upgraded to a very exaggerated level. If Neo were present, with his eyes that could see through the nature of the program, he would definitely find that every time the seraphim flaps its wings, a large number of codes will be deleted by it.
At the same time, it will also release a large amount of lengthy cache, temporary, read-ahead and other garbage coding.
Just like junk files occupying memory, causing system sluggishness or even crashes, the existence of seraphim will also endanger the normal operation of the matrix matrix. From a certain perspective, it is much more dangerous than the later rogue anti-virus software Agent Smith.
But junk files cannot be deleted immediately. Before the Seraphim removes the 'virus' Russell, the matrix must bear huge operating pressure and survive this wave of crises that may cause a crash.
This shows how much risk the prophet took in order to eliminate Russell!
Russell couldn't see through this, but he had understood a truth a long time ago. In most cases, the culprit causing computer lags is often not viruses, but anti-virus software, which takes up a lot of memory.
Therefore, the person who is frightened when fighting the Seraphim is not him, but the prophet and the designer. Every time the Seraphim upgrades, the matrix becomes more dangerous.
Clang!
With a crisp explosion, Russell raised his black flame sword and was knocked back hundreds of meters in the air. He swung a black slash and staggered back for a distance.
"Chang Wei, where is the oriental element in you?"
Russell was gibbering and kept verbally harassing her to delay time: "Compared with this Western style, I still like the martial arts version of you. In fact, Gao Wu is very powerful. You can try changing your look and use the twelve magic skills to succeed.
Fight with strength."
Chapter completed!