Chapter 65: Thousand Nights and Thousand Days(1/2)
This silent night ushered in the season of snow.
The first snow in early winter blew into tens of millions of steel and concrete and flew away.
The wind is cold and the wind is full of colors, so the snowflakes and snowflakes are fighting each other, the snowflakes and flames are colliding, and the snowflakes and bullets are colliding—
When the sparse snowflakes were lifted by the wind, they would hang in the air, slowly, slowly, as if they had lost their weight, hesitantly, until the voices deformed and sobbed in the snow, and then they fell to the ground reluctantly.
"So fast!"
The guards couldn't help but wonder that the past rumors about Quanta's mysteriousness were ups and downs in their hearts.
"Is that really the speed that a child around ten years old should have?"
In an instant, it had already exceeded the record limit of human 100-meter race.
His pace did not hesitate at all, and he flipped through the alleys, as if he was a free elf, leaping between heaven and earth; it seemed not a competition of life and death, but an easy parkour game.
In an instant, the gun and bullets in his hand were used up long ago. He threw them back - but he would never make a mistake - and hit the front guard's face.
The Pope of the Hadith Sect of Kurgis held a sinister face and sat on an armed vehicle, listening to the wartime report coldly, scolding a group of waste in his heart.
According to the original plan, Quanta and Raphael should have been the things in his hands at this time, letting him have fish and meat.
But now, nothing has been done.
In this temporary rebellious group, the former Second Military Advisor, as a foreigner, had a relatively low status. The leader was the former senior executive of the Hadith school.
After Kurgis defeated the evil omen, he raised his hands to cheer for the arrival of Raiser in accordance with the principle of self-hiding to protect himself, and expressed his full support for Raiser's governance in public. He secretly joined forces with the temporary supervision and anti-religious decrees, and used the hidden contact methods of several ancient traditions of the Hadith School to unite the remaining Hadith School and a large number of believers who also hid in accordance with the principle of self-protection.
At the same time, because several countries have issued laws (enter countries are not allowed to wear connected devices that can be equipped for a moment)
He had previously applied to go abroad. After passing the AEU democracies, he secretly met with senior officials who were dissatisfied with the current policies.
After the victory of the Civil War, these Raiser leaders thought that as a founding father-like figure, they could hold high positions and enjoy all the benefits of power.
As a result, what they got was far from satisfying their ambitions.
What they want is above all people, blessings and generations, high positions, infinite privileges!
It is best to be the ignorant "fool" gods! Again, they must be able to make profits for generations, rather than being a position that is usually worthless to them as an auxiliary consultant for a moment.
Naturally, these people were dissatisfied and decided to overthrow the AI's "dictatorship" and Quanta and Raphael's "arbitrary".
The two sides hit it off and began a half-year plan. It was not until the winter season that the national arms adjustments broke out in one fell swoop.
"Shina F. Qingying? Quanta? Solan Ibrahim, that's just a child, where is the climate? Can't you catch it? The gods are watching you in the sky! Where is Raphael?"
There was a noise in the communication.
Signal interference.
The old man with white hat hung up the communication angrily, and no longer wanted to listen to the noisy snowflakes, he gritted his teeth:
"It's that technology again - it must be obtained!"
"Are we too anxious?" The former second military adviser locked the table, and his mind was filled with unknown signs. "Once Azadistan and other military regions mobilized troops, it would be difficult to continue."
"But I can't wait any longer! The more complete the AI system is built, the harder it will be to form a clique! We must take this opportunity to capture Quanta and Raphael and force them to be lifted for a moment before we can do our best!
My Lord is above us, and we will protect us for success!” A middle-aged Hadithical believer who joined Raiser in the middle of the Kurgis Civil War shouted loudly.
It is precisely because I was a religious leader that I realized that everything about God is all about the same person pretending to be a god.
But it is precisely because of the high-ranking religious leaders that I can't stop talking.
They all know that at this moment, only success is allowed, not failure is allowed!
The guards here are their precious devout believers.
Other troops will not simply follow their orders.
"Catching alive and imprisoning is of course the best, but since it doesn't work, you must see their bodies even if you die!"
If you capture alive, you can isolate and imprison, you can falsely pass orders, and you can slowly weaken, transform and steal its authority.
But it cannot be controlled, so at least it must be eliminated!
As for how to face the mob in the future, then... let's talk about it later!
The evening snow is lonely, and the sky, clouds, mountains and trees all appear white.
In an instant, the bullet polished the night sky and rolled to the side in an instant to avoid it. The white clothes were covered with snow covered with sludge.
The pursuit troops no longer hold back and surrounded them from all sides.
The boy grabbed the window ridge with his hand, flipped over and jumped into the window, slid into the bed, opened the secret door, and entered it.
This room was exactly where Ali Al Sassez stored his private property. There was also a hidden tunnel under the dark wall, which was complicated and had many corners. Even if you were chased into it, you could easily get rid of it.
The sand and soil were stained with it, and before there was enough time to dust it off, they immediately began to run wildly according to the route they remembered.
After a moment, the doors and windows here were immediately closed.
The pursuit troops immediately used heavy arms to break into the wall and discovered the tunnel in a moment.
"Are there any ground-boring bombs or reconnaissance robots?"
The captain asked.
"No, solve it yourself! Be sure to kill it. This is a death order."
A short-range team came to answer.
The harsh noise made the captain of the team frown, and finally gave a helpless order:
"Tsk--Go!"
All the staff ran into the tunnel only twenty or thirty meters, and there were three forks.
"Snowflakes and dust...here!"
But I can't catch up with the empty ground, let alone the authentic tunnel here?
The child ran freely in the narrow space, shook off all the snow and dust on his body, and even stepped on the wall with one foot, taking advantage of the force to turn.
“Our communication was also disturbed—”
There was only noise coming from the headphones, and it was even more impossible to convey his voice to Tieria.
This tunnel is connected to Ali Al Sasseis' emergency escape passage and forms a complete underground escape network.
When reorganizing the KPSA, it was simply cleaned and sorted out, and no files were leaked to the people who came later. I didn’t expect to use it at the beginning, so I simply closed it.
Unexpectedly, today became a convenient way out.
I quickly recalled the closest exit to the laboratory, maintained my breathing smoothly, and rushed straight towards the end of the darkness.
Aeon's first mobile suit experimental organization launched a lockdown measure, but the inside was shaking slightly from time to time, making the hands of several engineers tremble.
"Mr. Raphael..."
Someone calls his name timidly.
Tieria stood behind the elevated mount of the Gundam, and soldered several lines.
Although they have most of the set of materials, due to their limitations, their industrial strength and engineer level, their progress is not too fast.
All weapons and armor have not been completed. In the whole machine, a large number of systems are in semi-finished state, and even one arm has not been installed.
The current state is worse than the previous life's war loss angel, but-
Can move.
"Enough. We can win!"
Tieria closed the cover, stood up and shouted at them:
"Thunderstorm, sky collapse, reward, evil signs, no miracle is not! Victory and failure are never what you see!"
Before he finished speaking, the protective windows on the ceiling were broken and a large number of special glass fell, which caused the timid researchers to scream and avoid.
The emergency protective armor that was raised for a moment was chopped by the thug with a super vibrating blade.
Tieria looked up and looked coldly at the thug in Aeon's unique blue, white and red color painting, holding up the linear rifle in his hand, ready to shoot it.
There is no weapon in his eyes, only pure white.
The two are opposite.
The snow in the sky fell slowly through the window.
The clean colors only contain a cold, death-like meaning.
Year after year, I don’t know how many dead and hell have been buried in this snow-white burial—
The snow is flying.
At this time, the world suddenly became extremely slow, just as leisurely as the bright white snow floating in the air.
Win or lose?
Everything is gone—
Death and life?
To be continued...