The staff and security personnel of the Imperial Organization Outpost No. 55 discovered that something was wrong at the first opportunity.
A man with a grotesque appearance came toward the hidden outpost in plain sight, and even a fool knew something was wrong.
Normally this isn't a big deal.
As long as they continue to act step by step according to the security procedures that have been rehearsed and designed by countless experts thousands of times.
Then most of the dangers and vulnerabilities in the world should not occur in this outpost.
It should have been like this, but...
What if the enemy is completely aware of these security procedures, and even the personnel configuration?
"Information security team, send a warning to everyone in the outpost and report the abnormality to the headquarters!"
"The alarm in the outpost has been sent to individuals and is being reported to the headquarters. Wait, wait! This is not right! A backdoor has been implanted in our firewall! The information has been intercepted!"
"No way! This is the tightest network in the world."
First, he followed the safety procedures in an orderly manner, and then his tone suddenly became panicked.
Finally, even the shouts of panic and disbelief slowly subsided.
Everyone who can work at the outpost of the Imperial Organization, even the cleaning lady, cannot be a fool.
On the contrary, they are the best of the best.
Just by saying this, the meaning behind it is already obvious.
An independent, state-of-the-art network security system is indeed used here.
But the development cost of such a system is also staggeringly high.
The Imperial Organization is nothing more than a transnational research cooperation organization, but what they study can be said to be the most important part of the world.
The establishment of outposts always requires greetings with local sovereignty and even in-depth cooperation.
And now, this system, which was entrusted to a local network security company in the New United States due to its technical and cost advantages in the bidding, has a backdoor at the moment when the change occurs.
Everyone looked at each other in surprise, whether they were civilians or military attachés, they all put their hands on their respective weapons in this awkward silence.
This is a penetration so profound that I don’t know when it started.
Now, everyone must be very careful about the trust they place in others.
The security director unabashedly pulled out the smart pistol from his waist and loaded it with ammunition.
A smart weapon from Kangtao, the Republic's emerging weapons industry. Each bullet is equivalent to a miniature missile with a tracker.
In the five years since its birth, it has inspired more than a billion times. It has never failed to defeat ordinary people.
The muzzle of the smart weapon is aimed at the information operator.
This action is unnecessary. You can hit him no matter what. But the deterrence contained in this action is obvious to all.
The operator immediately swallowed dryly and stuck his buttocks to the chair stiffly.
They are all smart people and elites. He knows exactly what to do next.
Immediately, I followed the action steps in the safety manual without missing a beat.
"The wireless signal has been intercepted. Start trying the wired signal alarm."
"The line was cut off. An attempt was made to detonate the 'warning sign'. Failed."
"Early warning sign" is an inconspicuous ordinary building or landmark hidden in the vast city. Their destruction means an alarm.
The positioning of all "early warning signs" should theoretically be completely controlled by the headquarters and corresponding outposts.
At present, it seems that this "theory" is not absolute.
The response procedures in the security procedures were broken one by one, and the information operators began to sweat and became restless.
In fact, even the network access box installed in his head was warning him that his brain waves were unstable.
And bad news outside the network environment is also coming one after another.
Most of the outpost's conventional defense weapons were disabled.
There is a battle between conventional armed forces and militants who suddenly appear and have unknown origins. The other party is very familiar with their own equipment data and combat style.
Almost within ten minutes of the start of the war, the suppression of the conventional troops inside the outpost was completed.
Now, like peeling an onion, they are digging deep into the core of the outpost.
The slender figure outside the outpost was getting closer and closer at a leisurely pace.
No one in the security department said anything.
In the current situation, this group of elites had been fully anticipated from the moment they understood that the "base had been penetrated".
If tragedy is expected, then tragedy does not seem to be unacceptable.
So the operation continues.
"Unblocking telepathy item [little siren]!"
This item seems to be unusual, and everyone, including the department head, seems to have great confidence in it.
A group of people watched helplessly on the screen as a toy-like siren was taken out of the vault.
There was no contact with any organic matter throughout the process.
Then, after adjusting the robotic arm, a section of the "wire tail" of the small siren was connected to a laboratory mouse.
The body of the white mouse suddenly stiffened, and the little siren also gave off a red warning light.
There was only a flash, and there was no movement after a long time.
This means there is no response from the headquarters.
"How can it be?"
"This is a telepathy device produced by someone with the ability to manifest telepathy!"
The concept that telekinesis can create bugs in the real world is no longer a secret.
But now, the scene in front of them completely broke their expectations.
On the contrary, it was the head of the security department who stared at the black curtain that suddenly appeared on the external surveillance and covered the sky.
"Even the time of the counter-psychic ability is activated accurately to the unit of seconds. Bullshit!"
He knew the concept of "psychic countermeasures", but he never imagined that the other party could actually time his actions down to the second.
The entire Outpost 55 has been completely explored!
"These little tricks don't seem to work."
Following unintentional footsteps, a voice with a gentle tone but inexplicably listless voice came from the door.
"You all should go and take refuge. This place will no longer be suitable for mortals to stay any longer."
Everyone present, when this voice sounded, immediately put down the weapons vaguely pointed at each other in their hands, and stood at attention.
After all, as long as he arrives, all the weapons of everyone present will in fact be immediately downgraded to "toys".
Meaningless.
"Mr. Winsawade, now I can only rely on your strength."
Including the minister, no one had the slightest intention to refute. They just looked at the man with gratitude and supplication when they passed by.
Gaolan Wensavad.
His bronze body was wrapped in a tight suit, his brown hair was combed into a ponytail, draped over his left shoulder, and his hands were casually placed on his back.
Naturally lowered eyes and splayed eyebrows make her look listless no matter how she looks.
This is [God of War]-Gaoran.
Before the Titans were born, they were the pinnacle of stand-up fighting skills in the world.
He is an absolutely strong man who even faced the constantly evolving [Destruction Fang], but was only one step behind due to luck.
It’s [The King of Thailand’s Saber].
And now, even though he has more than half a million horses and a powerful force that can wipe the entire Thailand off the map, he is still loyal to the King of Thailand.
Others may subconsciously associate this situation with the phenomenon of "little elephants who have been restrained since childhood".
During these ten years of violence, there were indeed many powerful people who domesticated children with the potential to become giant beasts, hoping to recreate a "Gaoran"
.
But every insider who has in-depth contact with this facially paralyzed strongman knows that Gaolan's loyalty to the King of Thailand is not out of "servility" or "domestication" or other ugly and disgusting things.
In fact, if these things exist in his psychological makeup, then there is a high probability that he will not be able to pass the test of receiving the Titan gene.
That indelible loyalty is because of friendship.
The King of Thailand and Gaolan, two outstanding men from a small country.
From the time they first met when they were young, they have always been getting along with each other and supporting each other as "best friends".
Underneath that cold "lord-subject" relationship is a fierce friendship.
They adhere closely to Thai court etiquette.
Gaolan will kneel down to the King of Thailand, and the King of Thailand will reward his defenders.
But on the other hand, in Gaolan's heart, the person he knelt down to was not an empty identity, but a friend in need of help.
When the King of Thailand gave Gaolan a reward, he did not do it with the intention of "rewarding a domestic slave". He was giving back to his brother who had protected him.
In actual comparison, the two of them are more like the modern "Liu Guan Zhang".
It is a brotherhood mixed with feudal ethics.
Under such a relationship, even if Gaolan's power continues to advance, his personality and soul will never allow him to betray his friends.
As for the current Gaolan Wensawad, in response to the cooperation agreement between the King of Thailand and the Emperor's organization, he serves as the "last insurance" at Outpost 55.
In the empty room, only the machines were still running.
He looked listlessly at the screen, and on the screen, the creepy and slender figure seemed to sense something.
On the screen, Gaolan showed a terrifying "smile".
The lips occupy more than one-third of the face area. Even if you just smile, the sharp teeth and exaggerated proportions are enough to make your blood vessels run cold.
Gaolan's expression remained unchanged. If his opponent didn't even have this level of sensitivity, it would actually make him worried.
Not paying attention to the conventional troops that were about to break into the core area, Gaolan just kept staring at the surveillance screen of the shelter.
It wasn't until the last outpost staff entered that the man standing quietly in the room released his hands behind his back.
Like a boxer about to step into the ring, his neck was twisting and turning.
With this habitual action, huge pressure began to fill the entire room.
Gaolan's thoughts had never been on that group of mortal soldiers.
As for why?
"The outpost has been penetrated, it is difficult to identify personnel, and the mechanical and network erosion is serious."
With each murmur, Gaolan took off a piece of clothing.
In the end, all that was left of the tight upper body of the suit was a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows.
"But even if my brain is not very good, I also know that as long as it is demolished and rebuilt, all of this will not be a problem at all!"
His godless eyes looked up at the ceiling. No! It was something even higher than the ceiling!
"boom!!!"
There was just a loud bang!
Gaolan's figure has disappeared from the room.
Straight up.
Ignoring all obstacles, the carefully designed earthquake-resistant structure, the super-hard alloy polished in every possible way, the pressure-resistant shell, and the oil layers stored in the oil field
All obstacles and tens of millions of tons of weight cannot be said to "exist" in front of those careless eyes.
To Gaolan, they are no different than air!
The outpost established in the oil field was swallowed up by oil in an instant.
In addition to the shelters built in isolation, oil rushed into the buildings almost like water flooding the mountains.
All mortals who have not entered the shelter will not survive, even if they wear oxygen equipment, there is no point.
The pressure of petroleum liquid at this depth can crush ordinary people into pieces.
The ground shattered, and the black viscous liquid was rushed into the sky by pressure, and then fell heavily.
In a place where no behemoths are active, it would take half a year to explore an oil mine like this.
It takes more than two years to mobilize tens of thousands of tons of machinery and equipment for extraction until oil is produced.
But for those strong with giant beasts, all this only requires one sprint.
A short sprint is enough.
Above the gushing column of petroleum liquid, the spotless Gaolan looked at the ground with eyes that were still listless.
"Oh my God! Whoever says spilled oil looks like black rain, I'm going to kick their ass! It doesn't look like that at all!"
On the ground, a slender figure raised his hands exaggeratedly, complaining to the sky.
Gaolan was indifferent to the enemy's words and just talked about himself.
"You want to face Scylla, but you have to defeat me before that. I'm not bragging, I'm not a weak person. To say the least, you are really sure that you can conquer someone after fighting me.
Titan?"
[God of War] fights very purposefully, and he is a pacifist when it is not necessary.
"You have to try, you have to try! For the sake of a more interesting future, people always have to take some risks."
The smile of the slender figure did not fade even when faced with a practical problem.
"Is this the type of person who challenges extreme combat training?"
Gaolan's eyebrows twitched.
The careful battle plan accompanied by the slender figure, and the smile that never shrinks. All these make [God of Fighting] think that this is a strong planning person.
But I didn’t expect that he turned out to be a reckless man?
No, this could also be a disguise.
"never mind."
Gaolan's shoulders were swaying, his eyes were still his trademark listless look, and his fists that were famous all over the world were already in a posture.
"Besides you, there is also a person with telekinesis who is responsible for sealing off the inside and outside. To be honest, this ability makes me feel dizzy. But it doesn't matter."
"Anyway, after killing him, this ability will be useless."
The expression on his face that didn't show any enthusiasm yet he said words that made people's hair stand on end and their hearts trembling.
But the slender figure seems to have been accustomed to this style for a long time and doesn't care at all.
The skinny arms like spider legs stretched out exaggeratedly towards the sky.
The corners of his ferocious mouth were drooling with desire.