Chapter 263: Time-conscious or cowardly

Integrating the action of "human cloning", extremely comfortable.
It's so easy to talk, no one is making noise, let alone asking for opinions of this or that kind.
He didn't even have any luggage, just carrying the clothes that he had to wash, all the men lined up and walked silently behind the soldiers.
If there is something to be said about it, it is that they are too quiet, not even a single speaker.
This gave the few soldiers who assembled them an illusion, as if what they escorted had nothing to do with humans, but just a group of walking dead.
In stark contrast to the "clones" are ordinary people who huddle together on the originally not-so-wide streets, yelling from adults and crying from children, plus the yelling of police soldiers, so that the base will be allowed to gather at one time. Completely messed up.
"Suddenly..."
There was a noise from nowhere, and a scream of fear came from afar, and the chaotic street finally became quieter.
Holding the hand of his daughter who was still choking from time to time, and walking behind the "clones" team, Hank looked very quiet.
Feeling the master's doubts, he whispered: "Those are ordinary humans, and the ones in front of us are cloned with the genes of some strong and healthy people. They have no emotions, and they are just human slaves."
Alice nodded, saying nothing.
"Hey, boss, it's blocked in front."
A soldier trot over and shouted at Hank from a distance.
Hank frowned, dropped his daughter's hand, no matter if she wanted to hug her leg in panic, then strode towards the front of the team.
But a little girl about three years old. I only knew that her most loved mother was dead, and her father, as if she had changed people, ignored her at all. Little Irene didn't dare to cry loudly, tears were about to collapse.
Alice, who was standing still, turned a deaf ear. She turned her head and looked at it until she felt a strange look.
Across the street, an elderly woman stared at her from a distance, then looked at Irene a few times, her expression full of puzzlement.
The brow furrowed slightly, as if suddenly reacting. Alice reached out awkwardly and stroked Irene's head, then ignored it again.
Although all of them belonged to the biological race of "humans", for the humans on earth, Alice hated pain.
I haven't been here for a long time, but I see the world through my eyes. Including reading some information from books and computers, after learning about the human beings on earth, Alice felt that they insulted the word "human".
In her eyes, the ferocious and ruthless aliens are a hundred times and a thousand times more perfect than the earth human beings.
This kind of disgust caused her to dislike even a human being in the juvenile stage.
"There is a strange animal guarding it, as if it is investigating."
Just when I was about to be tortured by Irene's suppressed cry. Hank ran back in a hurry, ignored his daughter, and whispered to Alice.
"past."
Naturally, this has long been known. Wanting to get close to that man, or the mother beast of a strange beast, there is no way to avoid contact with them, Alice didn't worry about her safety, she said lightly.
There is no doubt about any command from the master, and Hank will inevitably execute it resolutely. Hearing this, he turned and waved to the soldier who was looking at him from a distance.
The team began to move forward slowly. Before turning the corner, a crowd of people appeared in front.
Checkpoints were set up on the streets. Two military vehicles crossed over to block the sides, leaving only a passage in the middle that could only accommodate three people in parallel.
In front of the checkpoint were a few soldiers armed with guns, but from time to time they berated those who passed them faster, their expressions were not natural.
Not surprisingly, whoever squatted behind a few brutal monsters would have the same reaction.
Four aliens squatted on top of the military vehicle. Everyone who passed tremblingly couldn't see their eyes, but could clearly feel that they were staring at themselves.
That's not all. The houses on both sides of the street are full of standing aliens, almost all slender and flexible messengers.
The hustle and bustle of the street became extremely quiet here, and no one was even breathing, but only a few soldiers shouted nervously.
Soon it was the turn of the "clones" to pass. They were in groups of three, and they were accustomed to the mechanized style in an orderly manner. This also made the few soldiers who had shouted for a long time and their throats smoked to take a rare rest.
The heartbeat started to be a bit violent, and he was not worried about his safety, but Hank was afraid that these monsters had discovered his master.
The master is absolutely noble, but whether the master is strong enough to ignore these terrifying beasts, Hank is not sure about this.
Fortunately, when Hank's "family of three" finally passed through the "clones" team, none of the strange animals had any unusual reactions.
"Don't worry, stay close with your wife for a while. I have transferred the breath from her body. Although it will diffuse after a long time, there is enough time. No creature can feel that I am an alien."
Obviously feeling Hank's nervousness, Alice said softly.
It's hard to imagine that the owner would use this attitude to talk to herself, even if she guessed that she didn't want to break things because of her nervousness, Hank still bowed his head flattered.
Turning the corner, Hank and his party reached the edge of the square before walking.
Several military trucks were waiting there, and the leading officer handed over the task to him.
"Finally, there are too many things to be moved, and they are all precision instruments. Apart from these clones, civilians are not useful at all."
The officer wiped the sweat from his forehead with a grievance on his face.
"Isn't there still soldiers? Why don't you let them help?"
Hank asked casually.
"Hank, let me tell you this. The base originally had ten soldiers, but now it's good to have three. Now it's not so much that we are still maintaining the chaotic order of the base, it is more that the monsters cooperate with us to shock. ."
The officer gave a wry smile, and then he dared not continue the topic.
"Hey, where's Lucy? Who is she?"
With a sad expression on his face, Hank said nothing, just kept shaking his head.
"Want to drive some!"
The officer patted Hank on the shoulder and let out a relief. At this time, all the clones had boarded the vehicle. He waved to Hank and led the team away.
"They killed so many of you, you can still compromise!"
Alice had obviously been troubled by this question for too long, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Is there any way, at least this way I can live, after all, for most people, living is more important than anything else, they can only know the time."
"Know the time? Don't find reasons for cowardice."
After hearing Hank's explanation, Alice sneered.