Chapter 1402: Reloading (1)

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"Neo... you... want to... kill... I..."
what?
Thomas A. Anderson raised his head and looked around in confusion.
The setting sun is throwing a slightly dim light from outside the window, and colleagues in suits and leather shoes or stylish casuals are greeting each other easily and clocking in to get off work. Everything seems normal.
This is the R&D department of "Normandy Technology". Generally speaking, it is very busy. However, because it has solved the "millennium bug" problem before many large companies, it is only necessary for the production department to work overtime to burn the floppy disk and sell it. The R&D department is very idle for at least three months.
In this situation, no one would say "Kill me" no matter how you think about it. Maybe which colleague is watching TV dramas secretly?
"Hey, Anderson, are you still off work? Still working?" A woman with short hair, a slightly cold facial features, but a gentle expression, wearing a black OL outfit walked to his cell and asked Tao.
"Oh, no, wait a minute." Anderson raised his hand to turn off the power of the computer, and quickly sorted and archived the files on the table, a little frantic.
This was his first date with Shirley. Not to mention no job. Even if the boss suddenly appeared now and smashed a bunch of work that will be required tomorrow, he would dare to simply push it until midnight before starting.
"Hey..." Trinity seemed to be amused by Anderson's flustered look, then looked around at a few colleagues who were looking at her, whispered "I'm waiting for you outside" and then turned and left.
Oh, although she is usually cheerful and gets along well with her colleagues, she is still not as embarrassed to disclose this "office romance".
Anderson quickly cleaned up the desktop, got up and left with his briefcase, and then hit a black bald head head on.
"Anderson—"
"Sorry! Mr. Morpheus!" Anderson said before him, "No matter what you want to say, please wait until tomorrow. This is the request of my life!"
"..." Morpheus, the department manager in black trousers and a white shirt, looked at him bewilderedly: "Well then, your bonus will be given to you tomorrow."
"..." Anderson looked at the manager's back and the envelope he was carrying, and was stunned for a while.
There was a few unholding sneers behind him.
"Don't laugh! "Tank"! And you, "Bulldozer"!" Anderson turned to point to the last two colleagues.
"This is the request of my life--" "--Please give me the bonus tomorrow."
"Hahahahaha!" X2
The brothers hooked their shoulders, laughed and left.
"..." Anderson squeezed his forehead, carried his briefcase and quickly swiped his card away.
Perhaps it was the concern that a colleague discovered that Trinity did not stay in the company building, but waited beside a phone booth on the corner outside the company.
No one can stop himself from going on this date now, and Anderson hurried over there, unless aliens invaded the earth now.
"【choke--】"
While Anderson waited for a brief red light, an unusually loud voice came from the sky.
When he looked up, he saw a spaceship that looked like an octopus and a squid breaking through the clouds and descending.
Although Anderson had never seen a spaceship, he intuitively thought it was a spaceship.
"I..." "Boom!"
Without waiting for Anderson's curse, the spacecraft sent a blood-red beam to the surface, which was several blocks thick, and the path of the beam swept straight across Trinity.
"No!" Anderson ran away, but found that there was no expected explosion or burning in the place where the light swept. Instead, all the pedestrians who were swept directly fell to the ground and wailed, some burst into a pool of flesh and blood on the spot, and some remained in place Suddenly become some kind of hideous monster.
"Trinity!" When Anderson rushed to Trinity in the chaos, he found that she was also mutating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The skin is completely hardened and red, and bony carapace is constantly protruding outward. The hands and feet are turning into animal claws, and the back is constantly convex and concave. It seems that some organ is about to "break out of the ground".
"Neo...hurry...kill...I..." Trinity said in a voice that was completely different from her before, like a roar.
"..." Anderson seemed to understand something.
Neo is his screen name and the code name he used when he sneaked into the dark web (Grox). The company was able to solve the millennium bug problem. He contributed to it. Trinity knows this name, which proves that her origin is not simple, even close. Anderson's purpose is also in doubt, but now there is no need to study it carefully.
"I have one last question." Anderson silently took out the self-defense pistol and pointed it at Trinity's unchanging forehead.
"Heh...for the time being...just interested..." A sorrowful smile came out of her mouth.
【choke--】
"boom!"
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【choke--】
"boom!"
Anderson squeezed his forehead and opened his eyes. He looked at the alarm clock that had turned into scrap and the girl with short hair in black who was holding Glock 17 at it, and felt that the headache was even more painful.
"That's not the enemy, Trinity (Hisau Maiya Anderson raised her gun, "Clean it up... No, let's just transfer it."
"Why?" Trinity's stern face did not fluctuate, whether it was being shot or asking questions.
After feeling a little relief from the headache, Anderson pointed to the outside: "Do you think that there are gunshots everywhere now, and those monsters won't notice here? Wrong, they can clearly perceive where there is no gunshot nearby. If there is no accident, some corpse puppets will come here soon."
"Oh," Trinity nodded, "I'm sorry."
"Forget it." During the conversation, Anderson had already packed his things, and left the abandoned hotel where he temporarily lived with a gun in one hand.
This is the 20th year since the "reaper" has invaded the earth. The 7 billion people have been "harvested" to less than 200 million, but miraculously they have been stalemate with the invaders, and production has even quietly resumed in some places.
Trinity was rescued from a gathering place hacked by a corpse puppet, probably because of excessive fright, she has been in a state of expressionless indifference, but learning to shoot and fight is a quick comprehension, and Anderson stayed by her side as a Assistant training.
Her only problem is that she is too aggressive.
At this time, some ignorant guys preached that the aliens were about to be repulsed, and even began to plan the distribution of power after the war, which is undoubtedly a joke for someone like Anderson who knows the inside story.
The reason is that the monsters that humans can defeat with their best efforts are not "reapers" at all, but the cannon fodder created after they "harvested" other alien civilizations and transformed those aliens casually.
There is only one real Reaper, that is, the huge and unfriended one who has stayed in the sky for twenty years and is regarded by the ignorant as the "big octopus" of the alien mothership.
And this "big octopus" is also the most powerful species among harvesters.
Puff, Anderson slashed through the neck of a corpse puppet, leading Trinity into an abandoned factory.
In fact—he turned his head back and glanced at the fallen blue corpse puppet—this kind of human-transformed, without any special abilities, the cannon fodder in the cannon fodder is the main force to "harvest" mankind.
If it is not for the alien spacecraft that can be seen in the sky all the time, and its behavior of receiving the harvested humans, the drama of "humanoid monsters hunting humans transformed from humans", how would it look like Resident Evil?
"Hi, Neo." A young man wearing goggles and engineering attire opened the door of the factory basement and greeted Anderson and Trinity in.
"Mouse? Why are you? The pager and the switch?" After Anderson sent Trinity in, he carefully observed behind him before entering the basement and closing the door.
"They went to meet Morpheus." Although the young man had a weapon in his hand, he didn't seem to be very nervous at all. "Anyone can do things like watching the door."
"..." Anderson retorted intentionally, but found that it seemed to be true.
Perhaps those alien corpse puppets have some special abilities that need to be vigilant, but human corpse puppets simply increase their strength and speed, and change their appearance by the way. After all, humans without intelligence are completely inferior to animals.
For example, if humans follow a target to a factory and find that the target disappears inexplicably, of course they will look for the secret door or something, but the corpse puppets will not. After losing the target, they will return directly to the original path and continue to wander.
"I can't find anything of value in this area," Anderson poured the supplies he had collected in his backpack on the table. "When Morpheus comes back, I will talk to him about the transfer."
"Yeah, yeah," the mouse counted the things on the table: "Normandy is the two of you anyway."
"Normandy" is the name of this armed group that doesn't know what its nature is. Whoever proposed the name has been vague. The author said it meant "break the boat", and Anderson remembered it clearly.
Compared with other blindly optimistic teams, the goal of "Normandy" from the beginning is the "reaper" in the sky.
Through intelligence analysis through various channels, the "Reaper" does not intend to destroy all lives, but intends to clean up any "intelligent creatures" and preserve their technology and specimens. Such a large-scale operation will definitely miss the net. Fish, and the Reaper will definitely not disrupt his deployment just for a few small fishes. As long as the Reaper is killed, this small planet in the remote cantilevered galaxy will not attract attention at all.
Huh, huh, huh! At this time, the door of the basement was knocked.
"Ah, it's Morpheus." The mouse dropped what was in his hand and ran towards the door.
Hmm, I hope he can find the key to assassinating the Reaper, the "Mass Effect Core", the energy level of human weapons doesn't hurt that kind of big guy...
Wait, this code is wrong!
Seeing that the mouse had opened the door, Anderson quickly picked up the alien weapon he had picked up before he could stop it.
"Morpheus? Why are you—ah!" "Zip—!"
A blazing white light flashed, and the mouse body scorched and flew back upside down: "Little...heart..."
Standing at the door at this time was a blue "Morpheus", and the weapon in his hand was shining bright blue light.
Damn it! What kind of corpse puppet is this and can it be disguised? !
Anderson aimed at the "Morpheus" at the door and pulled the "trigger", but the weapon in his hand began to hum and charge.
This kind of plasma gun has an extremely long range and great power, but the most fatal disadvantage is that it needs 2 to 5 seconds to charge up, which completely defeated his plan to dodge immediately after firing the gun-then it will not hit at all. The enemy is.
Squeak! Zi Zi Zi!
At this moment, it seems that time has slowed down.
Anderson clearly saw that the two plasma guns simultaneously excited a blazing blue stream of light toward their target. The two streams of light met halfway, and after a little disturbed each other, they passed by, and still steadfastly moved towards The target flew away.
At this moment, Trinity appeared in front of Anderson at a very slow and very fast speed, blocking the stream of light with her thin body.
In the next instant, the slowing time suddenly resumed, the blue "Morpheus" was directly knocked into the air, and Trinity also flew upside down into Anderson's arms.
"Trinity! What are you doing!" Anderson directly threw the plasma gun out to embrace her.
"I just... shouldn't... wait..." Her hand raised with difficulty, touched Anderson's cheek, and then dropped heavily.
"What's going on!?" Morpheus's voice sounded far away.
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"How is this going!?"
As the distance of the metal deck vibrated, Morpheus rushed and stared at Anderson, who was operating the Normandy robotic arm:
"Why did you drive the spaceship to the territory of'Grox' without authorization!"
"Don't worry, Captain, this is their garbage disposal site. There will be no octopus head patrols except for routine inspections. We are safe." Anderson answered without looking back at the screen full of green letters. Tao.
"I'm asking! Why!" Morpheus' eyes stared out.
"Because someone took my red pill." Anderson remained calm.
"Oh, it turns out you want to pick up people to reality, then it's okay-do you think I would say that!" Morpheus continued to growl: "We have no arrangements to pick up people from the matrix at all! Now take the ship immediately go awap!"
"In addition, since the one I was going to pick up was a lady, I asked Naobi to help." Anderson said.
"Nye--" Morpheus stopped halfway through the roar, looked around, and smoothly touched his bald head: "When did she get on the boat?"
"When you were fighting with agents," Anderson gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, she has seen all your heroic fighting looks."
"Really...good job, Neo." Morpheus began to giggle.
Huh!
The door of the operation room was kicked open, and a black woman wearing a red windbreaker and brown leather outfit with sunglasses on her face walked in.
"Morpheus, and Neo, get out of you both!" She grabbed Neo by the collar and pulled him from the seat, then threw him out the door.
Morpheus raised his hands and walked out.
After a while, a woman fell straight down the pipe, and was firmly caught by the mechanical claw specially modified by Normandy.
"[Happy birthday, Irisviel.]" Naobi said softly through the speaker.
"I... want to... kill... you... Neo..." Trinity lay on the wet mechanical claws and said weakly.
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