The Debtor System: Starting with a debt of 1 billion

Suya's fingertips hovered over the control panel, her pupils reflecting the blood-red alarm countdown—3, 2, 1.

"Detonate!"

As her cold voice fell, the superconducting coils inside the medical ward instantly overloaded, and an invisible, powerful pulse wave suddenly spread out in a spherical shape from the ward as the center.

Om-!

A palpable ripple seemed to spread through the air, and the clone guards, who had been frantically ramming the blast door, froze abruptly. The red lights on their tactical goggles flickered violently, followed by bursts of electrical sparks. The electromagnetic interference from the high-frequency vibrations instantly burned away their fragile neural connections.

"Ugh—!"

Inhuman screams erupted from the throats of these mechanical soldiers. Deprived of the central control chip's suppression, their berserk combat programs began to spiral out of control. What had been precise tactical coordination devolved into indiscriminate killing instincts.

"Enemy...target...eliminate..."

A guard mechanically turned his head, and without warning, the alloy blade in his hand pierced the chest of his comrade beside him. The soldier who was stabbed didn't even have time to react; the damage to his control chip had rendered him unable to even feel pain. He could only instinctively swing his arms, smashing everything around him to pieces.

The ventilation ducts instantly transformed into a battlefield. Rampaging mechanical soldiers began to slaughter each other, the sounds of clashing metal, cracking bones, and crackling electricity blending together. The previously tight encirclement formation crumbled in that instant.

"Now!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Mo kicked open the deformed blast door and plunged into the chaotic battlefield like a black lightning bolt. The high-frequency vibrating dagger in his hand transformed into the scythe of death, specifically designed to reap those enemies who hadn't yet completely lost control.

His target was clear—the traitor he had kicked unconscious.

Lin Mo ripped open the traitor's collar, revealing the skin on the back of his neck where a chip had been implanted. He pulled a miniature data probe from his tactical belt and roughly stabbed it into the chip's interface.

"Acha, signal to take over!"

"Received, establishing connection... Cracking firewall..." came Acha's urgent tapping sound through the headset.

Lin Mo leaned against the wall, his dagger repeatedly deflecting the attacks of the rampaging soldiers. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, not only because of the wound on his arm, but also because of the urgency of time.

A few seconds later, Acha's voice became excited: "Got it! Lin Mo, I intercepted the core data from his chip. 'The Butcher's' real-time coordinates have been locked! He's...!"

The data probe emitted a crisp "beep," and Lin Mo quickly pulled out the probe, simultaneously kicking the traitor at a rampaging soldier who lunged at him.

"Coordinates received." Lin Mo glanced at the tactical terminal on his wrist. The red dot representing "Butcher" was located on an abandoned offshore drilling platform in the northeast of the base.

"Since he wants to play cat and mouse, then I'll flip the chessboard."

Lin Mo turned around and looked at Su Ya, who was standing at the door of the ward. At this moment, Su Ya was still holding the stun gun in her hand, her face was pale, but her eyes were unusually bright.

"Brother, did you find it?"

"Found her." Lin Mo strode over, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly. "Suya, we're going to a place even farther away. This time, I'll help you escape."

"I'm not afraid." Suya buried her face in his chest, her voice firm. "As long as I'm with you, brother, nowhere is a cage."

Lin Mo loosened his embrace, looking at the faint barcode mark on the back of her neck, a resolute glint in his eyes.

The "butcher" thought he had his prey under control, but little did he know that what was released from the cage was a vengeful fire more terrifying than any monster.

"Walk!"

Lin Mo took Su Ya's hand, and the two of them raced towards the base's helipad amidst the chaotic sounds of mechanical battles behind them. The faint light of dawn shone through the porthole, casting long shadows on them.

The clarion call for a desperate counterattack has been sounded.