Relevant departments.
—They never had an official name.
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As an organization not recognized by the country but affiliated with the official authorities, they operate in secret and become a sharp sword to protect humanity.
They know that their existence is not so formal, and they know that all their efforts will eventually become unknown dust. They also know that their final destination is death, a withering away without causing any waves.
Anyone who wants to join this organization must give up all achievements made in the current human society, cut off all interpersonal relationships related to himself, disappear from the society, and only after confirming that he has achieved social death in the true sense can he join, and eventually become a "black soldier" who is neither glorious nor destined to be dirty.
If their organization must have a name, it would be "Black Soldiers".
Each of the black soldiers wore a metal vest, their heads were protected by hard metal helmets, their entire faces were hidden under thick gas masks, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
The gas mask is made of high-tech, which is enough to prevent the invasion of nano-microorganisms. At the same time, it is connected to the combat uniform worn on the body. Through the palm-sized cube-shaped gas circulation device hanging around the waist, it can achieve real-time high breathability, which basically allows every soldier to breathe freely like ordinary people even in battle.
Looking down, the black soldiers were wearing thick, pitch-black metal vests. The vests were made of dense and fine metal wires. Each metal wire that made up the vest could withstand a tensile force of at least half a ton, and this vest was woven from hundreds of thousands of these fine metal wires. Any high-powered firearms invented by modern humans can only be regarded as a weakling compared to this vest.
Under the vest is a combat uniform that covers every part of the body tightly. Various mechanical bioelectric devices are installed on the combat uniform, which stimulates the nerves of the soldiers all the time and can increase the activity level of their whole body cells by at least three times.
Their strength, agility, dynamic vision, reaction speed, and thinking ability will all be maintained at their limit under the stimulation of bioelectricity, infinitely approaching the limits of human beings.
This is not enough. The black soldiers who have just joined the organization have to be injected with emotion suppression drugs every day to suppress most of the fear, joy, anger, worry... and other emotions that are detrimental to combat quality caused by battles or crises. This makes each of them almost absolutely rational.
One injection a day for about two months would annihilate most emotions.
It can be said that as time goes by, they will only become more and more like inhuman monsters, and their final destination will be to become mission maniacs who regard mission objectives as everything.
In addition to the above, the last thing is the uniform combat boots on the feet... There is nothing much to say about them, they are just durable boots.
In general, the individual combat power of the "Black Soldier" has reached the limit of human beings. Even without weapons, one person is enough to fight against a hundred excellent soldiers armed with cold weapons.
And in the relevant departments, there are at least tens of thousands of black soldiers of this level.
The commander of tens of thousands of black soldiers, the man who sits on the throne and overlooks all living beings, is the only man among humans who has completed more than ten six-star missions.
…
It's half past six at night.
In a room where all objects are neatly and meticulously arranged.
The man sat behind a desk covered with thick paper documents, his fingers gently sliding across the screen.
Discussion group 563743675
He was looking at the information on the screen and reading out a name.
"May Shijiu be long."
An ordinary college student.
This was his first judgment when he saw the first half of the information.
“Not ordinary.”
This was his judgment when he saw the second half of the information, which instantly overturned the image of Zhu Shijiu that he had constructed in his mind.
Data showed that the college student's behavior suddenly changed this morning. Road surveillance at Jiangcheng University showed that this young man found an art student at the university and drew a portrait of Hei Bing and a portrait of himself.
A computer science student was then contacted by phone. The content of the conversation was unclear, but it was confirmed to be related to the two sketches that were circulated in the campus forum at six o'clock in the evening.
He then left Jiangcheng University and went to an archery hall, where he talked with an archery coach named "Du Fei". It can be seen from the surveillance footage that the conversation between the two was not pleasant.
It is worth noting that before this, Zhu Shijiu and Du Fei had never had any intersection.
After leaving the archery hall, he went to a Western restaurant and had a steak, which cost him seventy-eight yuan.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the archery hall to compete with Du Fei.
Although he had never had any experience in archery, he showed great archery skills right away. Although he lost to Du Fei, it can be basically judged that Zhu Shijiu is actually not unfamiliar with bows and arrows.
After coming out of the archery hall, Zhu Shijiu operated the loan APP in his account and borrowed ten yuan from the loan APP.
His next stop was a small lottery shop.
The store’s surveillance footage showed that he used the borrowed ten yuan to buy a scratch ticket and even recorded a video with his cellphone.
I won twenty dollars on the first scratch ticket.
Then he used the twenty dollars to buy two more scratch tickets. The second one won, and the third one won again... He didn't stop until he bought 120 scratch tickets.
All 120 scratch tickets won prizes.
Yes, all of them, without exception.
What’s even more amazing is that it’s like a cheat code, and every single one of them has achieved positive returns.
After doing all this, Zhu Shijiu posted the entire scratch lottery video to the campus forum, but no one was interested in the post. He returned to the archery hall and practiced archery for an afternoon.
At six o'clock in the evening, a post was pinned to the top of the school forum. The content of the post was exactly the two portraits that Zhu Shijiu had asked the art student to draw in the morning.
…
That's all.
The middle-aged man looked at the rough intelligence that he had investigated in half an hour and remained silent for a long time.
The time is now 6:32 pm.
After reading the intelligence, he looked at the forum on the Internet and saw a 404 error message on the screen. This was certainly their masterpiece.
If they want to ban a forum, they don’t need to contact the higher-ups, they can do this directly with computer technology.
The efficiency of the Intelligence Department's operations was astonishing, but the middle-aged man looked accustomed to it and was not surprised at all.
The day before the operation began, which was today, the Intelligence Department had been using a full-network inspection algorithm to collect any information that might affect tomorrow's operation. As a result, they discovered Zhu Shijiu's post just five minutes after six o'clock, and then they spent another twenty-five minutes sorting out all the causes and consequences and presenting them to him.
He finished reading it and read it again.
"What's on paper is not enough to provide more detailed information."
Finally, thinking this way, he conveyed to the new group of black soldiers their first mission after joining the organization.
— "Capture Zhu Shijiu. Use α-7 if necessary."
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