From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 53 Town “Model”

This large, airtight facility is flat on all four sides, with a total area of ​​10,000 square meters, equivalent to the size of four football fields, and a height of about 40 meters.

The top and sides of the facility are "encapsulated" by solid reinforced concrete walls and ceilings, and powerful lighting equipment makes the entire venue look like daylight.

Looking down from the ceiling, you can see that this facility is simply a proportional "model" of a small town, with regular streets and various basic buildings, such as houses, apartments, supermarkets, etc.

It's a "model" because more than half of the buildings are just fake shells, lacking real purpose and inaccessible.

Di-! Di-!

As the harsh reminder sounded, the warning light at the north end of the facility also began to flash, and then, a gate slowly opened.

"Holy Virgin Mary...it's so big here."

"I thought I would go to the surface to let out some wind, but it's not stuffy here, it's nice."

More than fifty D-class materials (personnel) wearing orange prison uniforms sighed as they walked out of the gate and came to an isolation area equipped with protective fences and barbed wire. There were also many locked equipment boxes stacked in the area.

thump.

When all D and other personnel arrived at the isolation area, the gate behind them closed automatically, and the reminder sounds and warning lights stopped.

"What's next?"

"You ask me, how do I know?"

"Ugh...I haven't woken up yet. I'm dreaming about doing things, tsk tsk."

"Made, seeing you like this makes me angry!"

Personnel D were confused when armed security guards with guns suddenly opened their cells and escorted them to this underground town.

But these guys, who were originally serious criminals and death row prisoners, quickly escalated from the initial verbal dispute to confrontation and pushing in order to divert their inner uneasiness.

"Attention all D and others."

Just as the situation was becoming increasingly chaotic, the broadcast with an echo texture and a strong nasal tone began to narrate to them:
  "You are expendable personnel purchased by Atlas from prisons in various states and countries. You are regarded as scum that has lost human nature and is unforgivable. In theory, you should receive the most severe punishment, either to death or to be imprisoned in a prison." Spend the rest of his life in a dark and cold prison.

But as long as you participate, pass the next product test, and survive successfully, Atlas will give you an opportunity to increase your prison benefits, such as an additional dessert and afternoon tea every day.

Finally, Atlas sincerely thanks you for your unconditional cooperation in assisting us in conducting this experiment. "

"I'm going to fuck you!"

"Fuck! Dessert? Afternoon tea?! That's not what I want!"

The moment the broadcast ended, these D and other personnel began to curse, obviously dissatisfied with the welfare content.

Click~click~!

However, the sound of the lock automatically unlocking made them temporarily stop cursing Atlas and gradually gathered around the equipment box.

Seeing that the locks were all open, they had no patience and immediately flipped the lid over.

"It's all good stuff!"

"Hahaha! These things are enough to make me happy for a while!"

After opening it, the dazzling array of weapons and equipment inside the box made them cheer uncontrollably.

One of them also picked up the instruction manual placed in the corner of the box, seemed to be telling his companions around him, and seemed to be muttering to himself: "Cellular Ammunition Rifle Base, referred to as CARB system, standard base It is a bullpup rifle using 6.2x35mm caliber ammunition, with a magazine capacity of rounds...

Tsk tsk, this is really good stuff, let me look at another one... oh! .30cal caliber light machine gun, the bullet can hit the enemy behind the bunker through the algorithm... Doesn't this just make the bullet turn? ! "Bullet turns?" "Another D-level personnel doubtfully picked up the manual, flipped it over, and read it carefully for a while, then looked at the other person and corrected:
  "Turning a corner can cause the bullet to deflect slightly, and it also requires a supporting individual soldier system to lock the target. We can't use it in our hands at all."

"All right!"

At this time, a bald head shouted loudly, causing the messy isolation area to finally quiet down, and also focused the attention of all D and other personnel on him.

The bald man walked to the equipment box, took out a CARB shotgun from it, looked around everyone, and said in a low voice: "Noisy, are you all deaf? Didn't you hear them say that you passed the test and survived successfully? Do you really think Atlas will be well-meaning? I'm afraid I won't survive a second with you."

After saying that, the bald man bent down and took out an armed belt, put it on, took away a large number of shotgun shells, a pistol and the corresponding magazines, and left the isolation area.

After the bald man entered the town, his figure disappeared around the corner. It seemed that he was a lone traveler.

Seeing this scene, a group of D and other personnel stopped chatting and picked up their favorite weapons and sufficient ammunition. They either formed groups of three or five, or went alone, and entered this place that they didn't know yet. A simulated town with meaning and purpose.

After a while, more than ten D and other personnel arrived in the center of the town and came to a crossroads.

Looking around, I didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

Just when they want to keep whining;

"Ouch!! Ouch!!"

"Where did these dogs come from?"

"Ah...! Damn it! How dare these little cousins ​​bite me?!"

"Fire!"

"Da da da!"

The chaos and gunshots in another street resounded throughout the town.

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  Upon hearing the noise, the more than ten D-level personnel looked at concentration. Some of them ran quickly towards the street on the right without hesitation, while the remaining few hesitated for a moment and followed closely.

However, the person running at the front had just rushed out of the intersection, and before he could see the situation clearly, he was hit by a stray bullet in the eye socket, causing the back of his head to explode directly.

Then Yao shook his body, fell to the ground with a "thud", and made no movement.

"Fuck!"

"This guy is so fucking unlucky."

Seeing the scene in front of them, the D and other personnel could only sigh a few words, then carefully turned around the intersection and came to the street where the melee took place.

I saw countless "Dobermans" frantically besieging a group of D and other personnel.

They also happened to witness a man being knocked down by two Doberman pinschers. He was instantly torn into two pieces and torn into pieces.

!!!

Everyone was shocked, and a rough count showed that there were at least seventy or eighty "dogs" that were powerful enough to tear people into pieces.

To save or not to save? This group of D and other personnel suddenly became frightened.

"Coward! I'm not afraid of dogs!"

A rather muscular guy had no worries. He held a .30cal machine gun and pulled the trigger on the crowd and the "dog" group, firing indiscriminately.

(End of this chapter)