Chapter 5

Local time, USA.

"The first unit, pay attention to concealment!"

Lurking behind the bunker was a white officer in a magnesium Marine Corps Combat suit. He whispered to the Bluetooth headset and ordered, "your first task is to contain its attention, but if you have the opportunity, kill it!"

"Yes!" a dull response came from the headset. A moment later, there was another sad Scream: "ah -!"

"There it is!" the commander of the unit was acutely aware of something wrong, and immediately led the 15 members of the second unit behind him to fly out over the ruins in front of him.

Outside the Battle Fortress, the sound of machine guns sounded from all sides. The roaring explosion mixed the pungent smell of sulfur and gunpowder in the air. The sub captain patted his helmet in the dark night, and the portable night vision goggles automatically popped out from the back of his head and covered the upper half of his face.

The whole dark environment suddenly turned into a dark red. In front of us, several dark shadows of the first team were shooting aimlessly in all directions. Bullets flew like headless flies, which made the personnel of the second team look for cover one after another.

"Don't shoot! Be careful of yourself!" the team leader curled up behind the half collapsed wall and shouted at the Bluetooth headset.

There was no echo. From the blast of gunfire, everyone heard another kind of dead silence. The gunfire of the first unit was gradually stopping, and constant screams began to appear in the headphones - someone was attacking them, and it was very fast!

"The fighting firepower of a special forces team can't hurt him?" the team leader suppressed his doubts. After the last weak shot stopped, he finally slowly leaned out of the broken wall and put his head out

The battlefield is filled with smoke and empty

"Captain..." before he could see what was happening in front of him, a soldier of the second unit behind him gave a scream. The roar had not yet been shouted out. It was as if he was stuck in his throat. He grunted twice. The whole body suddenly "floated" out of thin air. In the air, there was a "click" sound of bone fracture

Did it touch behind us?

So fast?

The sub captain jumped forward alertly, rolled on the spot a few times, gathered with several soldiers on the other side of the trench, and turned his head to shoot.

Machine gun bullets quickly woven into a dense fire net in the dark night sky, like bright red fire snakes, fiercely rushed to the "unknown target"!

Where the hell is the other party? What kind of weapons are used? How could it go around behind us so quickly? Why didn't it leave a trace to follow?

It was just a flash of thought in my mind that most of the 15 soldiers of the second commando team had been killed and injured!

"Retreat!" the captain understands that it is unrealistic to complete the task of killing the target at this time. What he wants now is to preserve his strength, even if he leaves one more team member!

The remaining five or six Marines fled quickly towards the exit of the street and Lane under the command. The last three soldiers maintained an orderly retreat cover formation. One soldier took off several grenades hanging from his body and threw them out. A moment later, a dazzling white light came up in the dark night.

It's a flare!

Among the grenades that landed, there were smoke bombs to cover the retreat. For a moment, purple and black smoke filled behind. The soldiers had no time to look back. The exit was close, close

The hope of life was at hand. The captain rushed to the exit of the alley first, turned quickly, half knelt on the ground, and took up the machine gun in his hand to guard. In the thick smoke, a "faint" cry suddenly broke out. In a twinkling, a dark shadow drove the wind through the thick smoke, making the thick smoke change its shape in an instant, as if a person was empty in the middle, The captain pulled the trigger when he saw the shadow, but the bullet was still a step slow!

Like a sharp knife, the shadow passed through several soldiers with their backs to themselves and stopped in front of the last little soldier

The last soldier except the captain had closed his eyes and waited for the fate of being killed by innocent people. However, after a long time, nothing happened

The black shadow in front of me hit the ground heavily, and there was no sound!

The frightened sweat slipped from the tip of the soldier's nose, flowed through his dirty face and turned into white gullies. His eyes had been staring with blood, his nostrils were exaggerated, his body was stiff, and he could not help shaking

"Simulation... Stop!"

A clear electronic female voice sounded in the air, as if a wisp of pink pigment had been injected into the silent night. With the increasing range of halo, the black edge of the whole street building began to be eroded by a bright yellow laser. Behind the rapidly disappearing virtual picture, the real face behind the "battlefield" was exposed.

There are no streets and no so-called battlefields!

Everything is simulated by a three-dimensional holographic image system. Of course, some cars on walls and streets are practical props.

"Report damage!" general Gantt ordered in a cold voice, standing behind the glass curtain wall at the height of the simulation test site.

"Yes!" the attendant turned on his tablet. "There were 30 soldiers participating in the simulation. The battle lasted for 9 minutes. There were 2 survivors and 7 actual losses. They were all caused by breaking their necks during close combat..."

"Well..." general Gantt nodded, then shook his head, "experimental results, ideal, but application prospects, shit!"

DARPA project leader Lieutenant Colonel James was embarrassed to face this evaluation and replied with an embarrassed face: "the heart of a super soldier can only withstand an intensive experiment within 10 minutes. It should be caused by heart failure caused by strenuous exercise. We will improve it in the future..."

"You, the advanced research projects agency of the Ministry of defense, get $2 billion from Congress every year to get this?

This is equivalent to installing a Ferrari engine on a paper car. Although the power is strong, it will tear itself apart when running. Am I right? "

As general Gantt spoke, he looked discontentedly at the body surrounded by a group of medical staff.

The "man" gave off a dark red through his skin. It can be seen by visual inspection alone that his subcutaneous blood vessels have basically burst.

Lieutenant Colonel James licked his lips and carefully explained, "not necessarily, general... Don't you think our super soldiers have just performed quite well on the battlefield?

You know, the subject is a tramp!

Through our gene enhancement technology, this person who has never undergone any combat training has obtained the ability to defeat 30 special forces, and you can see that it is almost a crushing advantage

You can imagine how amazing it would be if you were on the battlefield? "

"The fact is as you said, but! Cost! Cost... Mr. James!" general Gantt smiled disdainfully. "Hum! According to your total budget of six years, you have only purchased such a disposable commodity with a service life of only ten minutes, at $1 billion per minute?

Are you insulting my IQ, or do you think those old men in the army command are idiots? "

"This..." James was speechless for a moment, but a moment later he still stubbornly defended, "the biochemical technology of the 'post human era' dominated by 'grin' technology does have some sci-fi color at present..."

"G, R, I, n?" general Gantt asked suspiciously.

James seemed to catch a straw and quickly explained: "grin technology is the general name of genetics genetics, robotics robotics, information information technology and nanotechnology nanotechnology.

We hope

It can integrate the research results in these four cutting-edge fields to redesign human mind, memory, body, future generations, and even human thought.

This is an important direction in the future research and development of biological and chemical weapons. After all

You also know that nuclear weapons are almost the ceiling in battlefield applications, but due to many factors, weapons of mass destruction are just a protective deterrent condition.

In fact, on the local battlefield, our Marines have no overwhelming advantage over those guerrillas in the Middle East

Therefore, the next stage of competition among countries must be individual combat technology.

Imagine

A group of super soldiers who can automatically regenerate without eating or sleeping for a week on the battlefield, feel no pain, have ten times more strength and speed than ordinary people, and have keen insight, intuition and prediction ability, and even broken limbs... "

"Truth, you and I understand..." general Gantt's tone finally had a little room to ease, but suddenly became firm again. "I only know that you don't have much time to delay. In terms of genetic engineering, Chinese women have been far ahead of us!"

"Chinese women? Are you kidding?" James smiled. "The country that focuses on how to deliver express?"

General Gantt was quite dissatisfied with James's contemptuous tone, so he solemnly turned around and looked down on each other for the first time:

"Sir, please don't look at this neighbor with colored eyes. We are far behind them in the index of 'national execution'. Do you remember the forest fire in California? If it also happened in China..."

He just wanted to continue to say something. Suddenly, at the gate of the test site, out of breath, a staff member ran in, stood under the steps, held up a report in his hand and shouted: "general, NASA has just sent an encrypted message... Please have a look!"

"Oh?" general Gantt scratched his snow-white hair and stepped down from the high platform.

He took the A4 paper in the intelligence officer's hand, took out frameless glasses from his chest pocket, put them on, looked at a few lines carefully, and couldn't help shaking his hands. His stiff expression was stunned there at that time!

The information in his hand fell on the floor like snowflakes.

A nervous voice echoed in the experimental hall: "immediately block the news and call all experts in this field out of bed! Immediately inform the White House that I want to report to the President..."