"Lu Wen, where did you get the news?"
"A00."
"Androids can't be trusted."
"I'm an android too."
Lu Wen said this sentence many times.
Most people around him would ignore his identity as a bionic person, so he had to remind him again and again.
…
For the city of Mowu.
This is a day when the whole city is on alert.
After a night of violence, many residents returned home.
They had orders from Parliament.
"Our troops have entered the city and soldiers have begun patrolling the city's roads. Please believe in the parliament that our power is strong enough to protect every citizen."
"A large number of androids are missing. Residents please stay at home and do not go out."
"If you have questions… "
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the parliamentary arrangements.
Last night's killing was like a nightmare from hell, and no one wanted to experience it a second time.
But some people are doubtful.
Where have all the androids in Mowu City gone
If they all went to no man's land, then a huge number should be captured.
There is only one possibility for such a silent disappearance...
They are still there.
Maybe in the shadow of a street corner, under a manhole cover, in the ventilation duct of a shopping mall...
Horror movies have a very important element.
What is invisible is often the scariest.
Having physical ghosts will allow the audience to gradually adapt. After all, the audience cannot experience the feeling of being there, but there are invisible fears, such as the creaking attic, the door slowly opening, the curtains moving without wind...
These things can evoke ghosts in the audience.
"Don't go out, maybe those bloodthirsty androids are waiting for us at the door."
"I hope our army can clean up those things soon. I will never order bionic humans again."
“…”
Such exchanges occur in thousands of households.
Council propaganda and the fear of the androids disappearing.
Successfully kept the residents of Mowu at home.
The same situation also occurred in Central City, Baker City, West City...
All parts of the world have taken such measures.
The current situation is more serious than the zombie outbreak. Most of the zombies are slow and dull, but androids have always been synonymous with agility and high intelligence. They are advanced machines. This design is to allow them to better protect humans.
A skinny man stood in front of his bedroom window.
His house is on the second floor, facing the street.
You can clearly see the dilapidated streets outside. There are still traces of dried blood and burning on the streets. It is completely dilapidated.
The shops along the street have also been closed or destroyed by external forces.
Patrolling soldiers were passing by alternately.
"I really hope those damn androids are completely wiped out."
This skinny man is a member of the extreme anti-android forces.
He had contributed to several large-scale demonstrations before.
"These machines are rubbish, scrap metal... Stop hiding, come out, come out and fight with those soldiers, the more dead the better..."
He kept mumbling.
I hope those hidden androids will show up immediately and fight the patrolling soldiers.
As for the casualties of the soldiers, he didn't care at all, since it wasn't him who died anyway.
"Gah...gah..."
A very strange sound suddenly sounded.
It's like pale bones shaking, and like old wooden boards wailing.
Appears every few seconds.
The skinny man soon realized that the voice came from behind him.
He turned around.
The sound is clearer.
"Living room?"
He had a bad ear, which had been damaged in an explosion early in his life.
After walking out of the bedroom, he first checked around the living room.
Nothing unusual.
The house is empty.
He seemed to be the only living creature.
There are no mice under the sofa, and the old wooden TV cabinet that holds the old TV does not make any sound. Many old objects in the living room are normal.
Then he checked the kitchen, study, bathroom and other bedrooms one by one.
Everything is normal.
It was as if the sound came from somewhere invisible.
"Ke... gurgle... gurgle..."
That voice still echoes in my ears.
It sounds a little uncomfortable.
Although it was very quiet, it was like a small hammer hitting his head.
"Is it the bedroom I was in before?"
The skinny man turned his attention to the bedroom where he had been before.
That was the last place he hadn't checked yet.
It is also the most easily ignored.
"It must be a rat gnawing on something. Damn rat, don't let me catch you."
He walked quickly into his bedroom.
I first went to the window and took a look out of habit. The soldiers outside were still patrolling.
Then he lay down and looked under the bed.
There was a mess under the bed.
Lots of clutter.
Stacks of yellowed scrap newspapers, useless kitchen utensils, a few pairs of tattered slippers, tattered clothes...
Cobwebs and heavy dust covered the debris.
The skinny man had bent over as far as he could, and his whole brain was almost stuffed under the bed.
But still can't see clearly.
So he stood up, shook his sore neck, and prepared to turn on the flashlight on his phone.
But he suddenly froze.
It's a cabinet.
There was a bed between him and the wardrobe.
At this time, the closet door was opening little by little.
The black gap is like a devouring abyss, with an inexplicable and terrifying meaning.
"Gah...gah..."
The skinny man suddenly understood something.
There are a large number of androids who suddenly disappear... there may be many hiding in residents' homes.
The gaps in the closet are gradually getting bigger.
He saw...
A pair of bloody eyes, a bloody butcher knife, and deformed and twisted limbs crawling outward.
…
July in Mowu is quite hot.
Thick clouds turned the heat into sweltering heat.
Each soldier wore a heavy body armor, and the various equipment on his body was also quite heavy. Everyone was highly nervous and sweating profusely.
In this kind of weather, if you go back to take a shower and change clothes at night, you can clearly see the white salt stains on the inner layer of clothing.
"When is the changing of the guard?"
"There's still half an hour left, just be patient."
"The weather here is really too hot. I don't know where those androids are hiding. It's not an option to keep patrolling like this."
The soldiers walked and communicated.
Their eyes visited every corner of the city.
"District 9 has had five exchanges of fire with androids today. Those androids are very weak in combat. Just don't let them sneak attack you."
"Don't be scared by the appearance of some androids yet."
"We have all undergone rigorous training. How could we be scared by those machines? I would say it's because the executive bureaus are so cowardly that they even specifically warned about the appearance of the androids."
"Many people in the Executive Board are retired veterans. Don't underestimate it..."
"boom!"
Before the soldier could say anything, he heard an explosion above his head.
It was the sound of breaking glass.
"Get out of the way and take cover!"
The enemy is unknown.
The captain of this team did not look up, but immediately told everyone to stay away.
Even just looking up will waste a lot of time.
In an emergency like this, time is very precious.
"Pap..."
A body fell onto the bumpy street along with glass shards.
It was a corpse in a rather miserable state of death.
From the appearance, it can be seen that he is a thin man.
Both of his eyeballs were gone, leaving only two empty bleeding eye sockets, and his body was covered with stab wounds.
The fear and pain on his face had already been fixed.
It was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before his death, and the skin on his body was hardly intact.
At this time, the patrol team was far away and stood behind a scrapped private car.
They saw clearly what the enemy looked like.
"Then... is that an android?"
In their impression, androids should be exactly the same as humans.
So when they first received the order in the morning, many people were quite excited. It was a kind of excitement that could kill people.
During daily training in the army, androids are occasionally used.
But because they are disposable consumables, except during large-scale military exercises, they can rarely truly experience the joy of shooting androids that are exactly the same as humans.
Therefore, many people go to the Executive Bureau after retiring just to experience this kind of fun.
"Calm down, that's the android," the team leader said.
Right there in that broken second floor window.
A creature covered in blood crawled out.
His head turned at a weird angle, the corners of his mouth were torn wide, as if he was laughing, his limbs were twisted and deformed, and he clung to the second-floor wall.
This doesn't look like an android, it's just a humanoid monster crawling out of a bloody horror movie.
"The incoordination, the distortion and incoordination of human limbs, as well as the flowing human blood and the smell of it, will make you feel instinctive fear."
The team leader was calm and analyzed carefully.
"He has the appearance of a human, but ordinary people stand on two legs, but he crawls on all fours, and his head rotates 180 degrees. There are many more weird things like this. Just don't be afraid, treat him as an animal."
The captain discovered that the android did not have a long-range weapon in his hand.
So he stood at the front of the line.
After that, he glanced at the young faces in his team.
"Which one of you wants to take a shot?"
"This monster... is one shot enough?"
"That's enough." The captain was determined. "The weaknesses of bionics are obvious. I have told you countless times. We used them as imaginary enemies during military exercises. Now is the time for you to actually take action."
"Then... let me try."
A young man spoke, looking like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old.
The captain nodded.
But I was thinking that I should suggest adding some elements of terror to the recruit training program in the future.
Those veterans who survived eighty years ago once said that they were very scared when they first went to the battlefield. If they were not afraid, they would be lying. But then they gradually got used to it. They had seen too many teammates being shot next to them. After a headshot, your head explodes like a watermelon... you will feel much calmer.
Their words have been passed down from generation to generation.
The city has not faced war for eighty years.
Now this batch of new recruits.
Not only do you have to overcome the fear of going into battle, but you also have to overcome the fear of unknown creatures.
(End of chapter)