Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 252 Sniper
"damn it!"

At the same time, on a commercial high-rise hundreds of meters away from this high-end apartment building where Russians gather.

A man in a windbreaker holding a sniper rifle lying on the roof of a commercial building looked at Chu Yang who disappeared into the high-magnification scope, cursed fiercely, and stretched out his hand to disassemble the sniper rifle in his hand.

The man in the windbreaker is a 27-year-old Caucasian man, neither handsome nor ugly, just the kind of ordinary person that is very common on the street, with nothing special about him, and hardly anyone notices him when he blends into the crowd.

The sound of clicking kept ringing, and the man in the windbreaker skillfully disassembled the sniper rifle in his hand, the barrel, scope, butt... His movements were neat and quick, showing his full understanding of the sniper rifle in his hand.

After dismantling the sniper rifle in an orderly manner and putting it in a guitar case at hand, the man in the windbreaker stood up from the roof and walked calmly towards the stairs of the roof.

At this moment, the distance between him and the target is several hundred meters, and between several tall buildings, he is not worried that the other party will find his trace.

And even if he found him, he didn't take it seriously. At such a distance, the opponent should not be able to see his appearance clearly. Secondly, even if the opponent's speed is fast enough, he believes that he can evacuate before the target arrives.

However, before this action, he had already read some relevant materials and information of the other party.

In that nature reserve in India, the armed forces of the Clover Organization and several mercenaries were wiped out. Of course, there were the mighty strength of the war dogs of the Death Squad, and more importantly, the miniature Both the camera and the battlefield analysis afterwards showed that the most terrifying thing was the target of his operation.

"Being able to kill such a top super fighter is the greatest moment of a sniper."

The man in the windbreaker walked down the aisle of the stairs with no expression on his face. He was not without regrets in his heart for not being able to grasp the opportunity after the target person appeared just now.

However, he was not discouraged.

From the information he got, since he is a real top expert and super fighter, it is naturally impossible to kill the opponent easily.

The opponent's performance was indeed beyond his expectations and imagination. In a high-rise apartment mansion of one or two hundred square meters, more than a dozen armed men with live ammunition were easily eliminated. The target person only appeared in his perspective at the last moment. Out of shape.

Moreover, at that moment, he failed to seize the opportunity and just killed the Russian biologist.

That feeling, it seems that from the beginning to the end, the target of his action this time, seems to be able to feel his existence.

"If it's Bob, that guy might be able to take a chance."

The man in the windbreaker went down another flight of stairs steadily and quickly, and what he thought of was the record of the top sniper he had met.

Glancing at the dark stairway below, the man in the windbreaker turned his footsteps, and instead of continuing to move forward towards the stairs, he pushed open the door at the entrance of the stairway.

He wasn't quite sure whether the target person would have come to follow him at this time, but his cautious attitude made him ready to change his walking trajectory.

"SORRY!"

As soon as he opened the door at the entrance of the corridor, the man in the windbreaker bumped into a black aunt who was in charge of sanitation in the corridor. He turned slightly, apologized to the other party, and walked towards the other side of the corridor calmly.

"Watch the way, bastard!"

The black aunt who was in charge of hygiene was slammed by the guitar case of the man in the windbreaker, and immediately cursed at the man's back.

But maybe her scolding was not over yet, the man in the windbreaker had already disappeared from her sight, and she couldn't even hear her footsteps.

The man in the windbreaker went down to the middle floor again, and changed his walking trajectory a few times, taking the elevator for a while, walking in the stairs for a while, and walking through the corridor for a while. Naturally, there was no great purpose in doing so.However, this is the habit of the man in the windbreaker, in order not to allow people to roughly estimate his position based on his walking speed.

This sounds incredible method, but for some top snipers, it is a relatively basic compulsory course.

"That guy's speed should not be able to reach it."

The man in the windbreaker once again estimated the possible speed of the target, and analyzed the several retreat routes planned in his mind again in his mind.

Even when he was still passing the retreat route, and when the target might catch up to him, he thought carefully about the points at which he could ambush again.

This is what a top sniper needs to consider in every operation, from the beginning of the operation, to the middle of the operation, and finally the retreat of the operation, as well as the corresponding plan, when unexpected situations happen.

"After going downstairs, if I have time, I can go to the independent box in the cafe on the second floor of the opposite street and take another action. If the other party appears to chase me, this is my best time."

The man in the windbreaker had a new plan in mind.

The first floor has arrived.

The man in the windbreaker stretched out his hand and pushed open the double doors at the top of the stairs again, suddenly a figure appeared in his vision.

Unlike the black aunt who was doing hygiene before, the hairs on the back of the windbreaker man's head stood up almost instantly, and an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.

Almost completely instinctively, he drew the pistol from his belt.

only--

He had just raised his pistol before a hand grabbed his wrist one step ahead of him.

The huge force made him unable to hold the pistol at all, let alone pull the trigger.

The man in the windbreaker immediately slammed into the figure in front of him with a flying knee.

At this moment, he could clearly smell the strong smell of gunpowder and the pungent smell of smoke bombs on the opponent's body.

Who appeared in front of him, needless to say.

Although I don't know how the other party appeared in front of him at a speed that exceeded his expectations, but also guessed his trajectory.

But at this time, he didn't care about it at all. There were only two choices at this time, either he succeeded in killing the target, or he died here.

boom--

Another muffled sound.

Chu Yang held the gun-holding wrist of the man in the windbreaker with one hand, and at the same time pressed down the flying knee of the man in the windbreaker with the other hand.

Before the man in the windbreaker could make another move, Chu Yang took a light breath to relieve his muscle fatigue caused by running all the way, and suddenly he jumped forward again.

Holding the right hand of the man in the windbreaker holding the gun, he bent his elbow suddenly, and his whole body suddenly slammed into the chest and abdomen of the man in the windbreaker like a tiger attacking its prey.

boom--

There was a violent explosion.

The man in the windbreaker knocked down the sliding door at the entrance of the corridor behind him, and he fell on the steps in the middle of the corridor like a rag bag.

The guitar case was shattered behind him, and the loose sniper rifles were shattered all over the place.

The chest and abdomen of the man in the windbreaker sunken in, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

"who are you?"

Chu Yang followed through the sliding door at the entrance of the stairs, walked to the steps, looked at the man in the windbreaker who was already limp on the steps like rotten flesh, but hadn't died yet, and asked slowly.

"you you……"

The man in the windbreaker looked at the disheveled and messy Chu Yang, with blood gushing from his mouth and nose, but there was a strange smile on his face, "You...you can't escape, you are such a masterpiece, they...they don't I will let you go."

"who are they?"

Chu Yang strode up to the steps in front of the man in the windbreaker, looked down at him, and asked again.

"It's... amazing... ho ho..."

A large amount of blood gushed out from the windbreaker man's mouth and nose, as if preventing him from continuing to speak.

It was only at the end that the windbreaker man's eyes suddenly lit up, "They...they are your creators..."

After finishing the last sentence, the windbreaker man's eyes widened, his face was covered with blood, and his movements stopped abruptly.

"My creator?"

Chu Yang quickly recalled all the memories he could remember in his mind.

When he was in the laboratory in New Delhi, India, he naturally knew that his creator was the Indian biologist Thakor.

In the past few years, the other party has been carrying out various education and experiments after cultivating him.

Later, Chu Yang had the idea of ​​leaving the laboratory, and he didn't know why he felt disgusted with the laboratory and wanted to escape.

Only one time, when Thakor left the laboratory and went to Bangalore, he started to escape from the laboratory.

After being blocked by many guards, he directly eliminated all these people and completely blew up the entire laboratory.

However, before that, he had carefully read some materials in the laboratory.

Among them is about Andre Chirico before, which is one of the reasons why Chu Yang will find him after he came to New York.

There are also memories in his body, piece by piece, some seem to be memories left over from the cloned body, and some seem to come from nowhere.

For example, psionic organs.Another example is super cells.

Sometimes he still can't figure out where these things come from.

Perhaps everything can only be determined after his memory is completely recovered.

Chu Yang's original purpose in coming to American was actually to explore the secrets of superpowers that he once wanted to find in his body's "memory".

On the other hand, it seems that there is a strong desire to find the person behind the scenes who killed "him".

Up to now, according to Chu Yang's awakened memory and what he has learned, these things seem to be the same.

He has probably been able to guess——

The former "he" seemed to be killed by a missile bombed by a certain force.

Afterwards, this force collected his flesh and blood to carry out human cloning experiments.

Until, the present him, that is, Chu Yang, was born.

Therefore, whether it is "his" Yang Chu or his current Chu Yang, there will be entanglements with this force.

"It's... that... that Clover organization..."

Chu Yang recalled the armed force of the Clover organization he met with the Death Squad when he was in the Indian Nature Reserve.

"This clover probably didn't kill 'him' Yang Chu and the force that created me, Chu Yang."

Although this Clover organization seems to be very mysterious, and it is almost difficult for ordinary people to get in touch, but judging from those members of the Death Squad, it seems that the other party also knows the Clover organization.

And more importantly, Chu Yang heard the discussion between Barney and Christmas.

That was their action to find Chu Yang. It was not hired and arranged by the "Clover" organization, but an old guy called "Church".

The specific identity of this person, Chu Yang, is not yet known, but he can analyze that he has a close relationship with Barney's mercenaries. Even after Barney knows that he is a clone, he will give up the characters arranged by the other party.

The origin of his identity is probably very likely to be the figures of those dark-line forces in American.

and--

The attack launched by the clover organization on Chu Yang and the Death Squad was a direct missile bombardment.

After being hit, basically there is no bones left.

Well, maybe his flesh and blood may still remain to a certain extent, but the probability of such a risk should still be relatively high.

It is completely different from his offensive against Andre Chirico and the sniper in the windbreaker in front of him today.

"The Clover organization... the strength is to kill me completely. The strength of the organization that created me was to allow Barney and the others to capture me alive before eliminating the killer. In other words, they don't care about life or death. So ...Its main purpose should be to obtain my flesh and blood."

Chu Yang gradually sorted out the chaotic situation in front of him.

He remembered that Thakor once told other experimenters that only in the laboratory in New Delhi, Yang Chu's body tissue was still active.

It is said that at the beginning, other areas seemed to exist, but they have basically been consumed after repeated experiments.

A person's body tissue has survived for decades through nutrient solution, which seems incredible to many people.

And Thakor's later research has extended from human cloning to the Hayflick limit for cells.

It seems that Yang Chu's cells once broke this rule. Under constant experimental stimulation, the number of divisions of normal humans has broken through from 40-60 times to 100-120 times.

There is no doubt that if this topic can be further developed, human beings may be able to further extend their lifespan, achieve longevity, and even immortality.

When Chu Yang escaped from the laboratory, the entire laboratory was almost completely destroyed, and naturally there was no body tissue of the former "he", that is, Yang Chu.

If they want to clone again, the only way is to capture the current clone of Chu Yang and obtain new body tissues.

"So...they want to come to me, and I actually want to find them too."

Chu Yang thoroughly analyzed the memories that had gradually awakened from his body, as well as some instincts that he couldn't even explain clearly.

"Perhaps, the extraordinary secret that the 'I' who used to want to unravel also exists with them."

Chu Yang thought of the biological company mentioned by Andre Chirico before, and had an idea in his mind.

He quickly left the stairs of the commercial building, quietly avoiding everyone's sight along the way, and locked his perspective, avoiding many surveillance cameras, and came to the street outside the building.

Not far away, a few hundred meters away, police cars roared and people were buzzing.

Andre Chirico's apartment building had experienced a fierce gun battle. At this time, an unknown number of people gathered upstairs and downstairs.

Chu Yang stood in the distance and took a look, then turned and disappeared into the crowd of onlookers.

(End of this chapter)