Chapter 1,043 Hell on Earth

If there are any weaknesses in the ‘Lightning’ exoskeleton designed by Krupp Group, EMP is one of them. Although Star Ring Trade did not provide many EMP grenades to these rebels, it was enough for them to capture the mercenaries who were ready to fight.

From the moment he heard the sound of electricity, Jeff's heart dropped to the bottom. The stiffness coming from the joints made it clear to him that the exoskeleton covering the whole body had completely failed.

With both hands struggling to support the ground, he gritted his teeth and tried to get up from the ground. However, with a hundred pounds of alloy steel plates hanging on his body and no exoskeleton drive, it was not easy to stand up.

In this way, Jeff could only watch helplessly as the resistance soldier who rushed into the door walked towards him, first kicked him to the ground and turned him over, then reached out and pulled off his helmet, and then with a The gun butt hit him head-on, pushing his consciousness into the abyss.

In the blink of an eye, the only four mercenaries left in the room had been eliminated. Carol shrank back in horror and raised her hands to avoid them.

"No, don't come over... Please, let me go, I'm just a researcher. I, I still have a wife and a three-year-old daughter. They are still waiting for me to come home. You can't-"

The leader of the resistance army grabbed him by the collar, pulled him in front of him while he was chattering nonsense, and stared into his frightened eyes.

"Sample room, open the door."

"Yes Yes……"

Shivering and nodding, Carol returned her feet to the ground, staggering as she lost her balance for a moment.

With a gun pointed at his head, Carol did not dare to delay and led the resistance soldiers to the place where the samples were stored in the underground laboratory.

The door of the sample room has been spray-painted with rebel symbols and various inflammatory slogans. After being pushed to a metal door, several soldiers were already waiting. Under the gaze of several eyes, Carol typed in the password with trembling fingers. There was a soft click from the metal door, and he was roughly pushed aside.

After leading the soldiers into the sample room, the leader of the resistance army took off the gas mask on his face, looked at everything in the sample room, and murmured to himself.

"God...what did we find?"

Body bags, like dried fish on a production line, are neatly hung upright on hooks. Through the plastic layer on top of the body bag, he could even clearly identify the facial features of each "sample" and the number affixed to the body bag.

"Sir,

What should we do next... "The soldier standing next to him said with difficulty with a dry throat.

The rebel leader silently took out his cell phone from his pocket and gave it to the soldier.

"Go take pictures, remember to take pictures clearly."

With these words behind him, he threw the rifle behind him, took out another USB flash drive from his pocket, and inserted the USB flash drive into the laboratory server in accordance with the agreement with Starlink Trading.

After waiting for the data transfer to be completed, he recycled the USB flash drive. At this time, the soldier who went to take pictures had returned. With a constipated look on his face, he handed the cell phone that he had taken the picture to the leader and squeezed out a few words from his mouth.

"Done."

The leader of the resistance army said nothing, just nodded, then made a retreat gesture and walked towards the door.

As he passed the door, a soldier stepped forward and poked the director of the institute in the head with his gun.

"How to deal with this guy?"

Seeing Carol's frightened and pleading eyes, the resistance leader looked away from him contemptuously.

"Tie him up and leave him here."

After hearing these words, Carol's face suddenly showed the ecstasy of surviving the disaster. However, that ecstasy did not last for two seconds, and his heart completely fell into the abyss with the next words of the resistance leader.

"Someone has to explain to those protesters and reporters waiting outside what these body bags are all about."

…

"Looks like we found something amazing."

Through the holographic screen, Jiang Chen, who was sitting in the Future Man Building, looked at the photos sent by the rebels. The hanging corpses were shocking. Although he was prepared to use living people as materials for experiments related to the Golden Apple Project, he really didn't expect the Freemasons to not take human life seriously.

If he remembered correctly, this was the current world and not the end of the world.

Sitting on the other side of the office was Xie Lei. Compared to the time when Jiang Chen first met him, the once sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy looked much more mature now. With Jiang Chen's help, his sister cured her eyes. As agreed, after he returned to New Zealand from the University of Munich, he sold his life to Jiang Chen. He was mainly responsible for solving network security problems for Star Ring Trading. Occasionally, he also worked part-time as a hacker to deal with Jiang Chen's problems. Some shady things.

Such as now.

After getting up and walking to the other side of the office, Jiang Chen patted the back of Xie Lei's chair, looked at the data stream flashing on the computer and asked, "How is the situation over there? Is everything done?"

"The database has been deciphered, and a total of 197G of experimental data has been copied... To be honest, there is no point in deleting their originals. As long as they are not stupid, they will regularly back up the laboratory data on the hard disk and send it to a specific place. "

Although he said this, Xie Lei still followed Jiang Chen's request and pressed a few buttons to delete all the research data on the Golden Apple Project in the 7th Research Institute.

"I know that the purpose of deleting the information here is just to prevent them from falling into the hands of the Russians. You don't have to worry about these things, just concentrate on your work."

Information related to the Golden Apple cannot fall into the hands of the Russians, including information related to the brainwashing technology that the Freemasons have obtained. This kind of technology is completely unnecessary for Jiang Chen, but it is not the case for other countries.

"OK OK, you are the boss. The Russians will not find any information related to the Golden Apple Project, anything." Xie Lei yawned, without pausing in the movements of his hands. The network security engineers of the institute are now tied up with ropes. With the assistance of quantum computers, the servers on the opposite side are simply defenseless to him, and it is too easy to hack.

"Done!" Xie Lei took his hands off the touch pad and snapped his fingers.

Everything was going as planned, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile.

"Remember to wipe off your footprints as if we were never here."

"Understood." Xie Lei grinned and hit the Enter key on the touch panel. At the same time, a note began to read on the screen, "The Freemasonry destroyed the data when they retreated. Just leave some misleading information." Then erase the traces of our hacking into the server..." (To be continued.) Activate a new URL