Chapter 173 Chapter 171 Equipment of the Riot Suppression Squad
Zhuang Xuteng and others came to the TV station and found that it had been blocked by PCPD. A cordon was set up on the street, and police cars controlled the entrances and exits of the road as temporary roadblocks. The PCPD, armed with live ammunition, stared at all the onlookers with vigilant eyes. Bai Moji's vehicle was stopped. After the joint inspection of the TV station staff and PCPD, they registered their identity information one by one, and then they were able to pass.
"Why are you so nervous?" Bai Moji asked her assistant to ask.
After a while, Bai Moji and Zhuang Xuteng both received replies, one from PCPD and one from Lucy's phone call. Just half an hour ago, someone found an unexploded bomb in the TV station. The PCPD's bomb disposal team removed the bomb and neutralized it, causing no casualties or property losses.
No one knew how the bomb entered the TV station, and the PCPD failed to extract useful biological information from the bomb - but this was not the most dangerous thing. The bomb disposal team analyzed the structure of the bomb and found that it was loaded with a neurotoxin called "Waxy". If it was detonated, everyone in the TV station would be poisoned. The main symptoms are paralysis and coma. The weaker the physique, the greater the harm. Some people are likely to die from cardiac and respiratory arrest.
"Waxi was invented during the corporate war and equipped the army to capture important personnel of the other party intact." Lucy warned on the phone: "Something is wrong, the nature has changed. If you can get neurotoxins, no one knows what else the attacker can get. I am still contacting the client to ask him to terminate the mission."
"Still in contact? In other words, I haven't been able to contact him?"
"I have only tried for five minutes since I heard the news. I suspect that the PCPD has taken over the TV station and the previous client has been controlled. Be careful and evacuate when you find a chance."
"Now we can..." Before Ge Gongdao finished speaking, Zhuang Xuteng held his arm. He was stunned for a moment, then saw his partner pointing at the convoy in front, and he understood.
"Hello? What did you say? I didn't hear the rest of the words." Lucy said.
"Now we can see that the PCPD has blocked the street and is checking each car." Zhuang Xuteng took over the conversation halfway and continued: "Sister Lucy, if the TV station's rubbish is driven away and the PCPD and the Riot Squad take over the scene, the safety level should be improved a lot, right? At this time, if I leave without the client's consent, I think it will be a big loss."
"Do you think nothing will happen later? Is this your judgment?"
Zhuang Xuteng took a deep breath and said: "I can't make a prediction now... There is one main point that I have not been able to figure out. I can understand that there is only a detonator without explosives. What is the matter with the bomb, but this bomb with nerve gas is strange: it can be brought in without even being noticed, how can such a hidden technology allow the bomb to be discovered quickly? "
"This matter is full of doubts, and I don't know who is behind it. At first I thought it was the TV station, but those people in the TV station are very bold in falsifying accounts, but they should not be able to get military nerve gas. Naike, Dao Ge, if you really want to follow me in, remember one thing: no one can be trusted, you can only rely on yourself. "
Lucy explained a few words, and obvious noise interference began to appear on the phone. As the convoy gradually approached the checkpoint, the interference continued to increase, and finally reached the point where it was impossible to communicate. The people in front of the White Demon Princess convoy were already negotiating with the PCPD, asking them to lift the communication restrictions, otherwise they would have to compensate for the commercial losses. Seeing this, Zhuang Xuteng opened the car window to listen to how the PCPD answered.
"Twenty meters ahead there is a dedicated communication base station where you can buy a channel switching antenna. Plug it into your phone and you can make and receive calls through the PCPD wired network through the shield. Each switching antenna has a deposit of 10,000 euros and the usage fee is 5,000 for two days."
Zhuang Xuteng sighed and said, "Brother Dao, did you hear that? Just paying this phone bill means we have worked for nothing for the past two days."
"It's really dark." Ge Gongdao shook his head, then pointed to the front and said, "Look, Bai Moji and the others have gone over there and are collecting communication antennas. 1, 2, 3, 4,... a total of six, so they are prepared to spend 30,000 euros, right? They are really willing to spend."
Zhuang Xuteng pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that Bai Moji is very If you need this performance opportunity, you would rather take the risk to participate. "
"White Demon Princess should not know about the neurotoxin bomb, right?"
"The fact that the PCPD let her in means that the New Year's Eve party will still be held, so the question that should be raised now is: who made this judgment, and how can it guarantee that the party will not be further damaged? "
"I feel like we are all skewers roasted on the fire, and we have no choice at all." Ge Gongdao said to Zhuang Xuteng: "It's our turn to be inspected. Don't conflict with the PCPD, let me talk."
Because they drove an armored vehicle, the PCPD's inspection of them was particularly strict. Not only did they search the roof and bottom of the car, but they also asked them to open the storage box in the car and show the contents. Fortunately, neither of them stuffed any contraband into the white beast, and they were not afraid of the PCPD inspection.
"The PCPD is controlling the scene. No weapons are allowed in. Radios must be left outside. You mercenaries love battlefield radios. We've collected seven of them. Yes, no exceptions, even if you're bodyguards. Leave your guns and explosives behind. You still have stun grenades? Leave them behind. We can return them to you when you leave."
“How can we provide protection without that?”
"Whether or not these are present, it is our PCPD that provides protection. If you have a duty, it is not to cause trouble."
The PCPD spent a lot of effort to unload Zhuang Xuteng's weapons, put them in a box, put a seal on them, and moved them to a specially prepared container by the roadside. Registration and signatures took up a lot of their time. After finally completing these procedures, Bai Moji had completed her makeup and was ready to participate in the rehearsal ceremony.
Zhuang Xuteng and Ge Gongdao hurriedly approached her and told her about the nerve gas found here, and advised her to give up the performance for safety reasons.
"This is no longer something I can have the final say." Bai Moji said while checking her makeup in the mirror: "The news I heard said: This performance must go on and it must be done well. I will be on stage soon. , you do your job well and take good care of the little snow leopard, you don’t need to think about other things.”
Zhuang Xuteng looked around and said: "Miss Bai Moji, I noticed that the band and the backing singers have put on full performance clothes. You are also fully prepared. You don't need to be like this for rehearsals, right? Is the live broadcast changed to a recorded broadcast? "
"Smart, I don't need to tell you. You can know the answer just by observing yourself. It's much better than some people." Bai Moji said: "PCPD brought Peicheng's order. Perform well today and complete the video. You don't have to be so nervous tomorrow. "Feifei! I'm going to perform three shows in a row and get the next two sets of clothes ready. I don't want to take too long."
Zhuang Xuteng frowned slightly and asked, "If it only requires recording and broadcasting, then why does PCPD sell the call rights for two days?"
"You can't leave after recording. You have to finish it tomorrow night. I still have to wait, but I don't have to actually go on stage. All of you will spend the night in the parking lot. Fortunately, we brought enough cars. Okay, I will call you if anything happens, leave now, I have to go through the lyrics again."
Even Zhuang Feifei waved her hand and asked Zhuang Xuteng and the others to leave the dressing room. The two people could only come out and stand in the aisle with Bai Moji's own security personnel. Ge Gongdao had a conversation with them before, everyone greeted each other, and the topic soon fell on this performance.
On weekdays, Bai Mo Ji's security personnel have three responsibilities: taking care of equipment and property to prevent theft; blocking fans to prevent them from attacking Bai Mo Ji; and any chores, including distributing gifts, signing photos, and pretending to be enthusiastic fans.
In short, they are not equipped to deal with something like a neurotoxin bomb threat.
Zhuang Xuteng did not have Ge Gongdao's eloquence and could not reassure the security guards. He activated the Eye of Shadow and walked around the room where Bai Moji was, looking for shadow slaves and any suspicious problems.
There are many electronic devices in the TV station, and each chip has shadow energy. They are like countless fireflies surrounding Zhuang Xuteng, dazzling him. Zhuang Xuteng gave up after searching for a while. There were too many imaging devices in the building. Even the lights in the corridor could be controlled in the same way. There were also imaging chips inside, and Zhuang Xuteng couldn't find them at all.
At this time, two strong shadows approached quickly from a distance, and entered Zhuang Xuteng's line of sight around the corner as promised. They were two guys from the riot control strike unit. They were fully armed, including holding heavy ghost blast guns, equipped with armor-enhancing exoskeletons, and high-speed rocket boots. These people weighed almost half a ton plus the equipment they carried, and they looked majestic and murderous.
"What are you looking at? Stand on the edge and press your back against the wall!" The leader has a yellow stripe on his chest. He is a riot control officer. He has a relatively mild attitude and will sound the alarm in advance. The guys behind him with the red stripes on their chests are the strikers, wearing full-face helmets that don't show their eyes or say any words of warning, and their only job is to strike.
Zhuang Xuteng quickly moved to the side of the road, his back pressed against the wall, just like the riot controller said. Riot control units always operate in teams of two, which is also their smallest operational unit. They can also form groups of four, eight, or sixteen people to carry out coordinated attacks or form functional positions. The more people there are, the stronger the firepower they can control, and the stronger their ability to deal with complex situations.
Implants, implants, implants... Zhuang Xuteng glanced at the rioters and attackers, and all he saw was money... Their modifications focused on the eyes, ears and skin, strengthening their reconnaissance capabilities and resistance. Strike ability. They have muscle-level implants in the arm, as well as an exoskeleton to enhance strength. Well, the riot strike team chose the route of strong protection and sustained firepower to deal with complex situations, which was also the choice of the military during corporate wars.
"What are you looking at? If you look at me like that again, I'll pluck out your eyes!" The riot suppressor glared at Zhuang Xuteng fiercely when he passed by him. It must not be all because of his eyes, but more likely that he was aware of the Shadow Eye. Energy fluctuations. Zhuang Xuteng immediately lowered his head to avoid the attack and no longer looked at the attacker.
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