Wild Journey

Chapter 64 Don't Cry | "Do you want to keep Feng Yao?"

Prophet: "The other party evacuated the system, and the tracking was interrupted."

Yishen: "Take over the system, restore it, and restart the monitoring first."

The monitor didn't respond, and Yishen didn't remind him. After a moment of silence, Prophet suddenly said, "He spread a lot of viruses before evacuating."

The viruses in Feng Yao's library are numerous and poisonous, and it is easy to paralyze the system. Even Yishen's artificial intelligence Prophet is difficult to clean up in a short time. Using the system as a medium, it also invaded Prophet.

Prophet: "My local system has been invaded, and I am killing the virus and repairing myself. The other party started to compete for the office building system in the non-virus-carrying area. Maintaining multiple processes will make it impossible for me to continue to restore the office building system, or even be taken away. Control."

Yishen: "What virus?"

"A rough estimate, no less than twenty." Prophet listed a few, Yishen frowned after hearing this, and stared at the monitor thoughtfully. After a long time, he asked Prophet, "Do you think that this Are you familiar with the attack method?"

"From level to method, I have only seen two hackers like this so far." Prophet said, "One is you, and the other is your son."

The lines between the eyebrows were deeper, and he thought about it for a while, but he didn't argue, but ordered: "Isolate the system that was invaded by the virus, and perform a partial redo."

Prophet warns: "Doing this will take up a lot of memory."

"Repairing will waste more memory." Yishen casually rolled up his sleeves, "It's okay, I'll help you."

After Yishen joined the fight, the situation took a turn for the worse. G couldn't handle it, so he explained to Feng Yao: "The effect of implanting the virus is not ideal. The other party also abandoned the local system invaded by the virus, and continued to compete with us, and the offensive continued unabated. Instead, we are gradually losing control of the system."

Feng Yao was busy on his way. When he heard the news, he couldn't help being startled. Then he calmed down and speculated: "If it's artificial intelligence, it should have been paralyzed. No matter what, it must be operated by humans now."

The increasingly rapid offensive was unexpected by Feng Yao. It was not difficult for him to figure out the identity of the other party, but the situation was urgent and he couldn't allow him to think too much. There was still a way to the destination, so he couldn't help G all the time. Had to find a way to procrastinate.

"Try another shell."

"Cracked."

"Create a virtual machine."

"Cracked."

"Design a virus trap."

"Cracked."

Frowning deeply, Feng Yao clicked his tongue heavily, helpless.

G: "If you can't hold on anymore, no matter how long it takes, you will be tracked down."

Feng Yao seemed to be venting his anger, and in his heart he turned and scolded the other person several times, but after scolding, he still had to face this tricky situation. After thinking about it, he had to make a compromise and said: "You don't need to help me, just concentrate on dealing with it. He, the point is to cover my position, don't be located by him."

G: "Be careful."

Feng Yao: "Understood."

On the next road, Feng Yao could no longer rely on G, and lost the cover of the security system. He had to face all dangers alone until the end.

Feng Yao stopped by the wall, listened to the approaching footsteps from around the corner, arched his body slightly, his waist and abdomen tensed, showing an attacking posture ready to go, and the moment he caught a glimpse of a figure, he unfolded like an arrow leaving the string raid.

And that soldier was definitely not a kind person, he grabbed Feng Yao's arm around his neck and yanked it outward, taking advantage of the opportunity to throw Feng Yao to the ground.

Although Feng Yao was the first striker, he was not as powerful as others. In a confrontation between the two, he was carried forward by the soldiers, and his iron-like hands pinched his throat. The heavy blow of the lower butt.

The soldier exerted great strength, Feng Yao was hit so hard that his eyes were staring at him, he panicked and picked up the electric baton and hit the soldier's ankle directly.

The soldier was still grabbing Feng Yao's nape, and the electric shock seemed to kill him. Fortunately, the power was not high. I made it up.

The nearby soldiers rushed to support, Feng Yao had just stood up, and was almost shot again, he quickly picked up the electrocuted soldier as a shield, took out the gun with his right hand, and fought back while retreating.

The left arm that was shot couldn't use any strength. When Feng Yao grabbed the soldier, his hand shook violently, but under the unbearable pain, the aim of his right hand was not affected.

Under the pressure of the hail of bullets, Feng Yao made a precise headshot, but when he heard that more and more soldiers were coming, he was unable to do what he wanted, and had no choice but to take out the miniature bomb and threw it, regardless of the architectural structure of the office building.

There was a loud bang, and the aisle was blown down.

The wall was shaken off, the reinforced concrete was shattered and broken, and the rocks were splashed and splashed. Wrapped in the shock wave of the explosion, they hit Feng Yao head and face.

Feng Yao fell to the ground. Although he had deliberately controlled the distance, the power of the bomb was really unreasonable. He was inevitably affected, and there was a strong wind and waves in his head, and the roar from the inside out made him dizzy , Almost wanted to vomit, and it took a long time before I regained consciousness a little.

There was a constant stream of heat in his nose, Feng Yao wiped it twice, the whole back of his hand was smeared with blood, he wiped it on his pants casually, endured a strong nausea, leaned on the wall, and staggered out of the gunpowder smoke, before he had time to see On the road, two soldiers came running head-on.

Feng Yao's reaction was also extremely fast, he immediately raised his right hand, put down one with an anesthesia needle, and at the same time drew out a gun with his left hand.The other soldier wanted to shoot, but Feng Yao couldn't lift his left hand, so he had to take the next best thing and hit him on the wrist.

The pistol was bounced, and the soldier wanted to change the submachine gun. Feng Yao ran out of bullets, so he threw the pistol. He stepped forward in two or three steps to block the gun body. There were several gunshots, and the bullets splattered. Press down.

Feng Yao couldn't get out the electric baton, so the two of them wrestled with the submachine guns. land.

Feng Yao breathed out, took out the flash bomb with difficulty, and threw it far away.

hum-

The strong light exploded suddenly, and it was too late to close my eyes.

Sound waves followed one after another. Amid the unbearably loud noise, Feng Yao's ears roared, almost deaf, and the world fell into an eerie silence.

Unlike Feng Yao's preparations, the soldier was caught off guard and screamed.

With all his will, Feng Yao broke free from the soldier. Taking advantage of the time when both of them were hurt, he pulled out his wrist, blindly, and shot an anesthetic needle at the soldier.

With the passage of time, the gulf between advantages and disadvantages gradually widened, and Yishen took advantage of the victory to pursue and pursue, pressing every step of the way. In the end, G was desperate. In order to delay the exposure of Feng Yao's position, he had no choice but to withdraw.

Prophet: "The other party has evacuated the system."

Yishen: "Resume monitoring first."

He found the topographic map of the office, marked the activated fire doors and the office, and drew a zigzag line in chronological order.

Feng Yao deliberately chose the route of deception, in order to prevent people from discerning his real purpose, so as to avoid accidents on Gu Xiao's side, but Yishen only glanced twice, and saw the mystery behind it.

He walked to the door of the main control room and told the soldiers guarding the door: "Stop the pursuit, prepare to board the plane, and ask Bach to wait in the temporary laboratory."

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in the field of vision, Feng Yao's eyes were stinging, the impact caused by the explosion lasted for a long time, and dizziness flooded his mind. film.

Tears overflowed from his eyes and kept flowing. Feng Yao squinted his eyes uncomfortably, staggered up, picked up the pistol that the soldier had left behind, limped, and finally walked to the door of the office.

Pushing open the door, Feng Yao and Gu Xiao met face to face.

Gu Xiao was chained and imprisoned by the wall. His upper body was naked and covered with bandages. The cloth was soaked through, and the blood dripped continuously along his body, pooled on the floor, and fainted. A pool of dark red blood.

Feng Yao's heart beat heavily.

Feng Yao tentatively asked: "Gu Xiao?"

Gu Xiao didn't answer, he lowered his head, as if his life and death were uncertain.

Feng Yao approached in a daze. It was only a few steps away, but he walked extremely heavily. From the beginning to the end, Gu Xiao didn't respond at all.

Feng Yao stopped in front of Gu Xiao and knelt down on one knee. Seeing Gu Xiao's bloodless face and the hideous scars that were faintly visible in the gaps in the bandages, he raised his hand and put it between Gu Xiao's nose, feeling a faint breath, he was relieved.

Following his touch, Gu Xiao also woke up.

The deep and beautiful peach blossom eyes in the past were dull and dull, and there was a exhausted and dying breath in the dim pupils. Feng Yao's heart was pulled up suddenly, and the vague pain was as unbearable as a knife. He touched Gu Xiao With a choked face, he said, "Why did this happen? Why did they...why did they treat you like this?"

Gu Xiao looked at Feng Yao quietly, then raised his left hand vigorously, and touched his face, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "...don't cry."

When Gu Xiao said this, Feng Yao didn't want to cry at first, and couldn't help but want to cry, but crying is all about crying, and the stubbornness of his mouth can't be changed. He took Gu Xiao's hand and cried while saying, "I was just caught by a flash bomb. Eyes, I didn't cry."

Before Gu Xiao finished listening, he passed out again.

Feng Yao knew that now was not the time to be sad, so he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, calmed down his mind, and forced himself to calm down.

The camera in the corner flashed suddenly, but Feng Yao didn't see it. He hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, took out his pistol, and broke the iron chain with the last bullet. Just as he was about to help Gu Xiao up, there was a sound outside the door. Approaching footsteps.

The real-time video of the temporary laboratory was played on the monitor, and Yishen stood in front of the monitor, with the shadows of people embracing and overlapping in the office reflected in his pupils, and then he said slowly: "Prophet, you guessed it right."

Prophet: "You seem to be in a bad mood, do you need music?"

Yishen kept his expression blank and didn't speak.

In fact, no expression is also an expression, and for Yi Shen who smiles habitually, this is abnormal.The main control room was filled with an indescribable low air pressure, and Yishen's eyes and demeanor were freezing cold. He remained silent, as if he was dispelling himself, and after a long time, he replied: "No need."

Prophet: "Need to activate the fire door device, leave Feng Yao?"

There was another long period of silence. In the office, Feng Yao was covered with scars, but he firmly stood in front of Gu Xiao, preventing Bach from approaching.

Yishen frowned, and turned his eyes away.

Prophet: "Bach doesn't know Feng Yao's identity. Based on the force and angle of the punch, a preliminary analysis shows that he wants to kill Feng Yao."

Hearing this, Yishen looked at the monitor again.

At this moment, a round of fighting had just ended, Feng Yao fell heavily to the ground, turned his head and vomited blood, obviously exhausted, but still struggling to get up.

Yishen closed his eyes lightly, exhaled a little heavier than usual, and after a while, he said, "Connect to Bach."

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He's here, he's here to save her husband!