All Heavens Unlimited Base

513. replace

This ion storm lasted for more than 30 hours. When the black clouds in the sky finally dissipated and the sun shone on the earth again, the residents here finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to come out of the houses in twos and threes to count the ions. Damage caused by the storm.

And as a town within the range of influence of this ion storm, Shajin Town also woke up from its deep sleep.

An older soldier carrying a GAU-3 assault rifle came to the sentry tower on the edge of the town, opened the door and walked in, and said to the sentry inside who was watching the distance with a binoculars: "Okay, Wang Long, don't worry!" Put on a show, it’s okay, go home and find your wife to warm the bed!"

The sentry named Wang Long turned his head, looked at the veteran, then nodded, picked up his GAU-3 assault rifle from the side, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, old Zhang, I also Almost tired."

However, at this moment, Lao Zhang's expression changed, and he grabbed Wang Long's arm, "Wait a minute!"

Wang Long was walking out, his face changed slightly when he was pulled by Lao Zhang, his other hand silently clenched his fist, and at the same time, he quickly looked up the memory he inherited from the deity, thinking about where he had flaws.

I only heard Lao Zhang snorted, and said earnestly: "Look at your energetic appearance, did you secretly sleep yesterday? Ah! I know that the ion storm shift is very tiring, and I have to stare at the dark for more than a day. out the window, but if our squad leader finds out that you slept during the night shift, you will have to be locked up again. And you know, we are sentinels for a living after all..."

Only then did Wang Long loosen his clenched fist, and said with a smile: "Okay, old Zhang, I just squinted for 5 minutes at most. I really didn't steal sleep, it's just that I've been very energetic recently!"

"real?"

"I'm lying to you, I'm a fucking dog!"

"Okay, okay! Knowing that you are young and energetic, I am an old man!" Lao Zhang didn't say much, he waved his hands pretending to be angry and pushed Wang Long out.

Wang Long suddenly turned around and asked meaningfully, "By the way, Lao Zhang, I heard that the wife of Feng Wang, the platoon leader of the 4th row, ran away with someone?"

"Did you just find out? Feng Wang is probably drinking alone at home right now! All right, all right, go back and watch your wife, I'll keep an eye on you here." Lao Zhang began to chase people away.

"Oh...alone...drinking..." A sneer flashed across Wang Long's mouth.

...

In the office of Shajin Town Radio Station, three figures are busy.

The three people who were originally staying in the office on duty were coming outside in accordance with the operating procedures, starting the motor to raise the underground signal transmission tower. But when it was lifted, they made some minor modifications to the signal antenna of the transmission tower.

"Wang Bin! What did you guys do on the antenna!" At this moment, there was a loud shout from outside, only to see a fat middle-aged man standing at the door, shouting angrily.

"Oh, director. There is something wrong with this antenna, we need to repair it." The man named Wang Bin replied, or his real name was J6-32.

"Maintenance ass! All antenna repairs must be reported! This is a strategic facility!! Come down for me! Show me what you have in your hand!" The disc, the anger value suddenly reached full point, and cursed loudly like a lion: "Who the hell of you trampled my disc of "The Most Dazzling National Style"! This is my radio station at four o'clock every afternoon. fixed music!"

Wang Bin took out another disc and said, "I'm going to replace "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" with this one, the blues."

"Blues NMB!!" The director began to swear, "I'm not done with you today! Go! Follow me to the captain of the guard!"

However, seeing that Wang Bin's originally panicked expression suddenly became extremely indifferent, he said lightly: "Okay, deal with it according to special event 039."

"What the fuck are you talking about?!"

"I mean, you saw something you shouldn't see." Wang Bin replied lightly.

It was only at this moment that the director felt that something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and wanted to run, but found that the other two people had arrived beside him at some point, sandwiching him between the left and the right.

"You guys! Help... um..." The cry for help was blocked before it could exit. The director wanted to struggle, but found that the strength of the two people next to him was unimaginable, and they couldn't break free at all!

But the director knows them, these two people are usually so weak that they can't even kill a chicken!

In his terrified eyes, he saw Wang Bin take out a device and press it, followed by a "swish", a white light flashed, and a person wearing a full-body protective suit appeared out of nowhere in front of him. This person looked at the subdued director, and said coldly: "Have you been exposed? This kind of mistake should be made less, otherwise it will be fatal! If you still want to complete the mission and return to the ruined city to obtain formal citizenship , then give me all the care!"

As soon as he heard the ruined city, the director immediately understood everything. His body trembled violently as if he was sifting chaff, as if he had already understood his solution.

The three people headed by Wang Bin bowed their heads and looked at each other, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, we will definitely be careful. But this director is of great help to us and can be replaced."

"Of course I know." The visitor glanced at the director again, "Knock him unconscious."

A sharp pain came from the back of the neck, and the director passed out when his eyes went dark.

After a while, he opened his eyes again and found that he had come to a strange place. Everything around here is white, clean, tidy, and spotless. The director has only seen such places in GDI's promotional videos. Sustaining such a place in the Yellow Zone, where Tiberium mines sprawl, obviously requires enormous resources.

"This is... the blue zone?" The director asked with difficulty.

A few people in white coats, rubber gloves and masks appeared in front of him. They ignored the director's question at all and were just preparing. One of them said: "Have you finished modulating the appearance of the synthetic human? We need to start memory extraction as soon as possible. The director of the radio station can't disappear for too long."

"Who are you? Let me go! Let me go!!" The director struggled violently, but found that he was tightly bound by the belt, and he couldn't break free at all.

At this time, another person came over. As soon as he saw this person, the director's eyes suddenly widened in horror, he was dumbfounded, as if a big hand of terror grabbed his heart, making him speechless!

This person is astonishingly himself! She was wearing his clothes, and her appearance, figure, and even the secret birthmark were exactly the same as her own! The only difference is that this person's eyes are dull, as if he has no soul.

Then this man who was exactly like him came to the bed next to him and lay down beside him, motionless. Those white coats put a helmet connected with countless wires on the man's head. A long steel needle protruded from the helmet, and the white coats walked towards him with the steel needle.

"Don't...don't...don't...help...help!!!"

The screams stopped abruptly, and the white coat had already pierced the steel needle through the director's nostrils, straight to the brain! The machine started to work, and the director twitched violently like a cramp, and even the belt rattled as it was pulled.

The white light flashed again, and the director appeared in the station office out of thin air. He looked at Wang Bin and the three of them, and said, "Go ahead, modify the antenna and increase the strength of the signal transmission. In this way, our signal can cover To most parts of Torch City."

"But now that Torch City is mobilizing, broadcast signal coverage used to violate regulations." Wang Bin said.

A smile appeared on the corner of the director's mouth, "Then I'll talk to the captain of the guard, aren't he and I old friends?"

"Replace him?"

"No. The higher the status of the person, the more people they pay attention to, the greater the vulnerability after the replacement. Now our existence must be kept absolutely secret. I know how to deal with the captain of the guard, leave it to me." The director pointed own head, and then put a device that transforms the antenna in Wang Bin's hand.

Then he walked over to the player and stepped on the disc of "The Most Dazzling National Style", but his expression did not change at all. He picked up the blues disc from the table and put it in the player, and the soothing tune of the blues immediately spread to the surrounding several kilometers through the antenna.

While listening to the music with his legs crossed, the director said to himself: "We need to get the headquarters to produce a sound wave signal that matches the style of music here..."