Chapter 127
Then, a large number of people rushed out and rushed towards the direction of Lab. The guards responsible for maintaining order tried to suppress the riots, but the number of people far exceeded them, and they couldn't shoot at their own people, and they were all dispersed in the end.
A decision has been made.
People want to live, people want to protect their loved ones and offspring, they want to protect their aging fathers and grandfathers. Because those people are the ones they love and care about. Who Adam was, they had no idea, nor did they care.
They just know they're safe only if the half-human, half-computer thing is dead.
Who wouldn't make such a simple and cost-effective calculation of killing one person in exchange for the safety of the entire refugee country? Why can't those elites of the so-called round table figure it out?
When more and more protesters surrounded the Lab, and some people began to throw Molotov cocktails on the walls of the Lab, Zhang Xun took a few steps back in fear. He was afraid of being seen by people whose faces had been distorted by hatred and murderous intent born of despair. The out-of-control, one-sided ferocity and hostility brought together those people Zhang Xun didn't know at all, as if they had become something else, something darker and more terrifying.
He felt that he was facing a whole raging sea that was about to overturn.
"Zhang Xun, a camera at the main entrance of the Lab was severely damaged. In addition, a large number of rioters tried to break through the defense line of the guards." Pan's voice sounded, reporting the disturbing situation in a soothing voice.
Adam sat on the armchair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at the hovering aircraft in the sky. He said softly, "They will come in, Axun."
"They can't get in." Zhang Xun's tone is firm and unquestionable, "Lab's security door is indestructible."
"You also thought your shields were strong enough." Adam pointed out sharply.
Zhang Xun slammed the wall with his hand, making a muffled bang. He felt that the situation was out of control, and it was developing in the direction of getting out of control. The guards were obviously in a panic, the crowd was angry, and they were growing stronger. Although they had some weapons such as tear gas and stun guns in their hands, they were still weak in the face of the swarming crowd. And the round table showed no sign of sending someone to increase its staff.
Seeing that three or four guards had been knocked down, nearly half of the remaining guards did not fight back forcefully. They also have their lovers, relatives, and children they want to protect. Perhaps they, like the angry crowd, hoped that Adam would die "conveniently and smoothly".
When the shoving crowd broke through the blockade of the soldiers like zombies and rushed to the gate of the Lab, Zhang Xun ordered loudly, "Pan, activate the No. 2 expulsion system."
Suddenly, a sharp high-frequency noise burst from several loudspeakers around the Lab. It was a sound designed not to cause irreparable damage to hearing, but definitely painful and sad. It was like having a nail driven into the ear and stirring the brain. After hearing the sound, many people suffer from tinnitus for several days in a row, suffer from insomnia and have nightmares while sleeping.
Sure enough, the noise would surge towards the chaobī retreat of the people at the entrance. The walls of the Lab have good sound insulation, so Zhang Xun and Adam inside will not be affected by the noise. Zhang Xun saw people covering their ears in pain, and some even squatted on the ground, unable to move. He also knew in his heart how uncomfortable such voices were, but he had to repel them.
Time passed by, but those people showed no signs of dispersing. Instead, some people plugged their ears with cloth strips, twisted their faces, and rushed to the door again against the noise. More Molotov cocktails hit the door, and the flames were frighteningly intense.
Crazy, all crazy...
What about the round table? Why not send more troops? Did the Fifth Chief's death change their decision?
What about the sixth chief? Didn't he want to control Adam? If Adam died he would have nothing, wouldn't he?
Zhang Xun clenched his hands into fists, fighting between heaven and man in his mind. If no one comes, is it necessary to activate the No. 1 expulsion system? But that system is designed for the enemy, not for our own people! What if someone's life is accidentally injured?
But at this time, Zhang Xun saw a convoy galloping along the roadway in the distance. The car quickly stopped in the open space around the Lab, and countless soldiers jumped out of the truck. After a black Mercedes stopped in the middle, a driver opened the door for the people in the back seat.
Zhang Xun opened his eyes wide, almost weeping with joy.
It's Zhang Shuo! It's father!
Father came to help him!
Zhang Shuo said something loudly, which miraculously calmed down the irritable crowd, and gave way one after another. Zhang Shuo led his soldiers, strode through the passage, and stood in front of the gate of the Lab.
Pan's voice sounded immediately, "Zhang Xun, your father, Commander Zhang Shuozhang, wants to see you. According to the authority level settings, I must agree."
Zhang Xun stood up happily and said loudly, "Let him in."
He didn't notice Adam sighed softly.
Through the window, Zhang Xun saw the door of the Lab open, and Zhang Shuo strode in. But immediately, those rioters also made a sudden move, and the soldiers who followed Zhang Shuo rushed to the gate.
what happened? !