"Yo yo yo! Why, do you want to fight me? Against a brainless gorilla like you, I can give you one hand. How about it?”
Slowly pushing away the finger pointing at him, the smile on Masaki Keigo's face grew even wider. He did not care about the threat of the new city at all and continued to provoke him.
"Enough! Mr. Masaki Keigo was here to discuss the transfer of control of Gai 'zark.”
Shoho naturally couldn't allow the atmosphere to continue worsening. He forcefully interrupted everyone's verbal clash and then looked at Masaki Keigo with a serious expression.
"Mr. Masaki Keigo, if you know my team member, then I believe you already know him. Next, please hand over the control of Gai 'zac.”
His tone was firm and emotionless. He looked at Masaki Keigo as if he was looking at a monster that threatened the human world. The cold light in his eyes seemed to condense into two beams of light in the next second.
"I'm sorry, Gai Ozark is not a plane or a tank that anyone can control. I have to take responsibility and hand control over to someone with the ability.”
Masaki Keigo smiled and looked down at the angry Victory Team.
"You don't seem to have the qualifications.”
Shinkou was about to punch him in the face, but he was stopped by Daguna. Horii didn't stop him, as he didn't mind watching this annoying guy get beaten up.
"Ah, of course. If you can unlock this key within seven days, I will hand over the control of Gai 'zark unconditionally.”
Seemingly prepared for this, Masaki Keigo took out a communicator from his pocket and swiped his finger. Yerui, who was sitting on the other side, saw a forced access window pop up on the computer screen. Then, a large data packet was downloaded to the local storage through the firewall.
"This key will only exist for seven days. The file inside contains the latest operating system of Gai Ozark. If you don't break it within seven days, then this system will replace the existing operating system. At that time, it will be completely disconnected from the TPC command network and will only listen to my orders.”
While Masaki Keigo was speaking, Yerui was already sweating profusely. The TPC's most advanced firewall had been easily breached by the other party, but he couldn't find any traces of it. From his point of view, the entire firewall was still tightly sealed, and he couldn't find a way to break it at all. However, there was a huge Bible icon on the screen, and the seven-day countdown was slowly ticking.
"Alright, I won't disturb you guys anymore. I look forward to your good news. Hahahahahaha!”
Masaki Keigo laughed wildly as he walked out of the command room, leaving behind the members of the victorious team who stood there resentfully.
Horii looked at Yerui, who was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. He went forward to help solve the problem. Shinjo sat down on the chair dejectedly, his face full of regret. Lina and Dagu also looked bad. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"Commander…"
"Alright, there's no need to say anymore. Since he has already given us the conditions, then we'll complete it. Yerui, Horii, I'll leave it to you!”
Shuho nodded at the two people in front of the computer, but Yemei and Horii did not answer him. The two of them had already entered the working state, wholeheartedly looking for a way to break the password.
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According to the location indicated by the satellite, Yang Cheng had already arrived at Segawa Masami's current residence. Looking at the tightly shut apartment door, Yang Cheng walked forward and knocked on the door.
Yang Cheng didn't know much about the bugmen. The only reliable clue about the bugman who had an insect head and looked like a Masked Knight was on this person called Segawa Masami. Although he didn't find any information about her, he found the incident records she described in the recent communication records of the TPC. Similar to Dagu and the others, Yang Cheng and the people from the 031 laboratory also believed that the monsters described in the records would appear around her again.
There was a knock on the door, but there was no response. No one came to open the door. Yang Cheng leaned against the door in confusion. He could only hear the inaudible sound of footsteps coming from inside the room.
Segawa Masami's GPS was located in this apartment, and there were no signs of her moving. She was at home, but she did not answer the door. Yang Cheng could only shrug helplessly and turn around to leave. He could understand her actions. After all, she had just experienced a kidnapping incident and was involved in a battle with supernatural creatures. Now that she had just moved to an unfamiliar environment, it was not too much to be careful.
However, just as he took a step forward, there was a sudden shattering sound from the other side of the door. Yang Cheng quickly leaned back against the door and carefully examined it. After the shattering sound, even the sound of walking disappeared.
Something must have happened inside. Yang Cheng's expression turned serious. He turned his head to look at the closed apartment doors on both sides. There was no one in the empty corridor. Then, he kicked the door.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the tightly shut door was kicked open by Yang Cheng. The lock had already been severely deformed under his full strength. It seemed that it could no longer be used.
Pulling out the pistol at his waist, Yang Cheng slowly stepped into the apartment.
The apartment was quite messy. Boxes of all sizes were still piled on the ground. Only a small portion of the tape was dismantled. A paper cutter was casually thrown on the ground without retracting its blade.
After looking around the living room, Yang Cheng walked towards the bedroom. However, just as he approached, the tightly shut door suddenly shattered. A long saber that flashed with a cold light came slashing towards his head from the wood shavings that flew towards him.
Although the attack was unexpected, Yang Cheng was not unprepared. After dodging the attack, the gun in his hand shot out a whizzing bullet, directly hitting the hand holding the handle.
"Puff!"
The bullet made a dull sound as it entered the flesh, but the attacker showed no signs of letting go. Moreover, his attack did not slow down at all. He retracted his blade and slashed diagonally again.
After dodging the blade, Yang Cheng did another lazy roll without hesitation, pulling away from the attacker behind the door. When he stabilized his body, he immediately raised his gun and returned fire. After two hits, two balls of fire appeared from the muzzle. This time, he aimed at the attacker's head.
The bedroom door was just a low-quality wooden door. After being damaged by the attacker's brute force, the structure was already on the verge of breaking. Now, under the effect of Yang Cheng's bullets, it finally couldn't bear the weight and completely shattered. Now, Yang Cheng finally saw what was attacking him.
Standing in front of him was a guy who looked like a Japanese samurai. However, the armor seemed to have grown out of his body rather than being worn. On his head, there was a deformed bullet embedded in the metal mask. Beside the bullet was a scratch from the impact.
Yang Cheng's attack had indeed hit the opponent's head, but it seemed that it had not broken through his defense. Moreover, the bullet on the mask was still being pushed out. In just a few breaths, it fell to the ground, and the crater on the mask slowly recovered as the bullet fell.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Yang Cheng had already confirmed that the other party was not human. He stood up and put the pistol back on his waist. He tilted his head slightly and looked past the strange warrior. There was a woman's figure struggling on the bed.
"Hoho! Human, why did you put away your gun? Are you giving up on resisting?”
The samurai holding the katana suddenly said. He held the katana and assumed an offensive posture. This sudden voice gave Yang Cheng a fright.
"However, I don't have the bad habit of showing mercy!”
As he spoke, the warrior stomped his feet. The wooden floor could not withstand the violent impact and directly cracked. The warrior's body rushed towards Yang Cheng like a cannonball.
The samurai's long saber tore through the air and cut at Yang Cheng's head with a sharp buzz. The samurai seemed to have already seen the scene of Yang Cheng's head being cut off, just like before. The good head rolled to the ground, and the neck that was cut open turned into a fountain of blood. That was his favorite scene.
"Hmm?"
With a flash of purple light, the blade directly cut into a purple ring that suddenly appeared. The scene of blood splattering did not appear. Moreover, the other party had already held a short knife in his hand and was cutting at his hand that was holding the samurai sword.
Although his body had been modified, his hand was still his most vulnerable part. The samurai knew that it was impossible for him to hold his sword and dodge this attack. He immediately released his grip on the hilt and kicked Yang Cheng.
It could be seen that this warrior had a lot of combat experience. Even when dodging, he did not forget to attack. After the transformation of his body, this kick could directly shatter the rock. If the other party insisted on continuing to attack, then he would have to consider which was harder, himself or the rock.
Yang Cheng naturally wouldn't choose to take the attack head-on. Although he was already wearing his combat uniform and his ability to withstand attacks had greatly improved, it was not worth the risk in the face of such an unknown enemy.
Therefore, he hurriedly put away his sword and took a step back. Then, he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and looked at the samurai in front of him.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Although it was unlikely that he would know anything from the other party, Yang Cheng still asked.
"You want to know? Defeat me!"
Although he had lost his katana, the samurai did not seem to care. While he was talking to Yang Cheng, the flesh on his arms began to grow and grew into sharp blades in a very short time. With a gentle swing, the vibration of the sharp blades cutting through the air could be heard.
Obviously, losing a weapon was not a big deal for this warrior. Yang Cheng was only surprised for a moment, but he quickly adjusted his mentality. When the warrior saw Yang Cheng's calm expression, he said,
You don't seem to be afraid of me."
He swung his sword and collided with the short knife, creating a fleeting spark. The warrior's metal mask-like face was expressionless, but he was curious about how Yang Cheng could easily take his attack.
"You don't look like you've been modified. You're just an ordinary person.”
Although he was talking, his attack did not stop for a moment. The two sharp blades on his arms danced tightly, and the silver light was like a waterfall. The terrifying attack seemed to tear Yang Cheng into pieces in the next second. However, the strange thing was that no matter what kind of attack it was, it would be blocked by that small short knife. Yang Cheng was like a slippery fish, nimble in this attack, and even forced the warrior to retreat step by step.
"Why should I be afraid of you?”
Yang Cheng's face revealed a disdainful expression. Compared to his encounter in the mind space, this guy could not make him feel afraid no matter how he looked at it. From the exchange just now, he had already figured out the details of the other party. Although his strength and speed were much higher than his own in the combat uniform, his technique was really mediocre. It gave people the feeling that he knew what to do, but he did not know how to do it. Although his saber was fast, it was not orderly and full of loopholes. Each slash was just a single slash to block the attack. For Yang Cheng, who had undergone professional training, this was too simple.
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