Mechanical Pioneer Under One Person

Xu Si rubbed his eyes and said, "Why rush? There's another game soon. I tell you, take a few more breaths of fresh air and cherish what you have."

"What kind of environment? It's not Fourth Brother, what does it mean?"

Xu Si suddenly laughed with a malicious smile and didn't answer.

At this moment, there was a loud bang from the rooftop, and a man was kicked out, fell to the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, you're not dead."

Xu Si pulled the photo out of his trouser pocket, compared it, and said, "Mr. Li, ah. That's not right. According to your country's name, we should call you 'Emperor of Tang', right? But I'm sorry, we don't have diplomatic relations with you."

He waved his hand, and the company employees behind him immediately came over and gave Mr. Li an injection on his Du meridian, then tied him up and threw him into the cargo hold of the courier truck. After leaving someone to watch over him, they all went into the building to clean up the mess.

Xu Si figured that everything was done, so he picked up his phone and called Feng Baobao.

"Hey, baby, are you done in there?"

"The guy who fired the gun has found someone from the Beggars' Sect. Dad, let him get some medical treatment. The two of us will go and provide reinforcements first."

"No, let's go back to the company first and get some chemical protective clothing. And a few more masks."

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Liu Ke called the company and sent his location as a backup plan. If he got hurt, he could slow down and wait for someone to come.

It is actually very stupid to act rashly and put yourself in danger.

But

Thinking of the abducted little girl, Liu Ke could only comfort himself and regard this stupidity as involuntary.

Although according to Old Ning, Guo'er was fine for the time being, one couldn't gamble with one's life, especially when the initiative was still in the hands of those evil people. Besides, people also said that the Beggars' Sect was a bit weird and weak in combat.

Then...it should be no problem for him to investigate on his own, right?

After jogging for a while, Liu Ke arrived at a manhole cover, which was also one of the "doors" for the black dog to enter and exit the sewer.

As we all know, sewer pipes are usually very narrow and filled with feces and urine, which is very stinking. No matter how agile the dog is, it is impossible to get in and out of them without getting a single leaf on it.

To be honest, Liu Ke was quite curious about how the "dog-bodied centipede" managed to get out of the pipe so cleanly.

Moreover, this manhole cover is not common. There is no marking on the surface, and there is not even a drainage hole. I don’t know which management it belongs to.

Liu Ke stared at the manhole cover for a while, sighed, stroked his face with his hand, and used the superpowers of Compound No. 5 to project a breathing mask and put it on his face.

Then his right hand projected a T-shaped hook, the kind of long hook specially used to hook manhole covers.

He took a hook and put it through the raised ring on the manhole cover, and with a lift and a pull, the manhole cover lifted up slightly.

He kicked the manhole cover again, and then he exerted more strength in his hands and lifted the manhole cover directly.

He tentatively peered inside. There wasn't a speck of dirt or water; it was perfectly dry. Even when he lifted his mask slightly, he couldn't detect a single foul odor. A steel ladder was embedded in the shaft's wall, making it easy to descend.

He projected an old-fashioned lighter, took a tissue from his trouser pocket, and hung it on the T-hook.

He lit the tissue with a lighter, took two steps back, and used a hook to pass the burning tissue over the well several times.

Sure enough, there was no stench and no explosion, which also meant there was no methane, so I could use the gun later.

But if it’s so clean, how can it be called a sewer?

Chapter 18 Encounter

He looked at the manhole with caution. He first called up the Black Wall's production specifications and projected a small Hummingbird-class drone, a military-grade drone. He launched it with one hand and prepared to operate the drone in low-noise mode to explore inside.

But he still overestimated himself. Even with the production specifications and a thorough understanding of [Structure], the structure of the drone was still slightly complicated. After Liu Ke finished the projection, he felt dizzy and even his legs went weak.

Is it because the Qi in my body can't keep up? How can I be more Kakashi than Kakashi?

With a frown on his face, Liu Keyong connected to the drone's signal through the access bay and then controlled the drone to fly downwards.

As the drone descended deeper, its built-in camera continuously transmitted video. The shaft itself was quite deep, at least 20 to 30 meters, with a steel ladder leading all the way down. The entire passageway, like the wellhead, was dry and spotless.

Once it touched bottom, the drone scanned the surrounding area. The images it transmitted showed the ground to be perfectly flat, painted green. The passageway was wide, three meters high and five meters wide. Numerous pipelines lined the walls on either side, each with its own fixtures and markings.

"Electricity, communications, water supply and drainage? This isn't a sewer, it's a utility corridor?"

Liu Ke controlled the drone to fly for a while, but it flew too deep and the signal was blocked too much, so it prompted to disconnect.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Ke took out a pair of coarse cloth gloves from his bag and put them on. Then he opened the cello case, took out the black package inside, and threw it into the well.

Hearing the sound, he took a deep breath, stretched his legs into the sewer, felt the ladder, and descended quickly.

Soon, Liu Ke's feet touched the ground. The surrounding environment was very dark. It was not bad when he first landed here. The manhole cover above his head was open, and some light could still fall through. From there, it was completely dark.

Fortunately, the top-notch optical prosthetic eye from 'Qi Lu Si', combined with built-in infrared function, allows him to maintain a good visual range even in dark environments.

His artificial eye scanned the area and discovered a thick layer of dust on the ground. Because the dust was so thick, he could clearly see claw marks on it.

Following the claw marks for about ten meters, they approached the main passage, where the pipelines became increasingly thicker and denser. The numerous pipelines confirmed Liu Ke's suspicion that this was a utility corridor.

The integrated pipeline corridor system is a modern urban infrastructure, also known as a common trench. It is essentially a public tunnel space built underground in the city for the centralized laying of municipal pipelines.

However, the utility corridor itself should have a monitoring system and signals, but Liu Ke had walked quite a distance and hadn't sensed any signals or seen any surveillance. The lights above the corridor were just for show, providing no light at all.

The main passage runs north-south. Fortunately, the claw marks only go to the north, which saves the effort of exploring the south.

The hummingbird drone that Liu Ke had lowered earlier was also hovering nearby. When it arrived here, the signal was received again.

After reconnecting the signal, he transferred the control of the drone to Black Wall. Liu Ke then asked it to control the drone in low-noise mode to continue exploring the way forward, while he himself remained on guard.

The decibel level of the Hummingbird drone is relatively low among drones, but in this ducted space, the noise is still very obvious.

To avoid the noise caused by its rapid flight, the drone only moved forward slowly. Over ten minutes later, the drone had explored over 200 meters, while Liu Ke had only moved forward a hundred meters or so.

As he walked further in, he felt it became more and more dangerous.

Yes, it was a very strange feeling. He didn't notice anything abnormal subjectively, but his skin was covered with goose bumps, as if giving himself a warning.

With a frown, Liu Ke prepared to give enough respect to his instinct, or sixth sense.

He squatted, placing his backpack on the ground. He took out the tactical belt he'd purchased online and strapped it on. He then mounted two Hercules drum magazines and pistol bullets on the right side of the mount and tucked the Prelude into the left holster.

After fixing his belt, Liu Ke took out a bottle of Pocari Sweat and Red Bull from his backpack. After rummaging for a while, he pulled out an ampoule of glucose from the interlayer.

He broke open the Abe bottle, poured the glucose into the Pulse, and drank it in one gulp. He licked his lips and drank the entire Red Bull.

After the energy drink took effect, he reached for the projected breathing mask. After removing it, he projected a new IHPS tactical helmet and donned it. This helmet, made in the United States and described online as a "Level 6 helmet," offered 360-degree protection.

Finally, a set of LBT6094 combat vests was projected onto the body, covered with modular front, rear and side panels.

The helmet and vest were a bit pricey; he couldn't really afford them, but thankfully, the materials weren't too expensive. Despite a headache, he barely managed to finish the projection, exhausted and sweating.

He took a deep breath for a while, and when the dizziness subsided a little, he picked up the Hercules assault rifle and put the Nekomata sniper on his back, and a fake American soldier was ready.

Actually, Liu Ke also wanted to be a Chinese soldier, wearing Chinese equipment. But, after all, American soldiers love surfing the Internet, sharing all kinds of photos, videos, and documents. Blueprints are easier to get.

As for the equipment in "Cyberpunk 2077", it's not impossible, but that world plays with subcutaneous armor, so you can't just change the skin, right?

With a gun in hand, there is no panic in the heart. As soon as the equipment was put on, Liu Ke immediately walked forward quickly, and the drone also moved forward to explore.

After walking another forty or fifty meters, he arrived near a pipeline maintenance station, where the terrain was noticeably wider. But just as he was about to continue walking, he heard a crisp sound.

Then, there were crackling sounds coming from the helmet.

The sound lasted for about seven or eight seconds before disappearing. He looked down and saw bugs all over the ground.

Could a bug be that strong? Could it possibly crack a helmet? Of course not!

He instinctively pressed his back against the wall to observe the situation, but before he could get close, he felt a strong wind coming from behind.

blow!

He quickly turned around, ducking his head to avoid the attack, then stomped his feet hard, using the force to retreat.

clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter!

He pulled the trigger and fired several shots, leaving many holes in the wall, but he found

No one? Hercules's crystal sight didn't pick up anyone either.

No, that's not right.

As if sensing Liu Ke's doubts, the black wall directly transmitted the footage of the drone in the distance shooting at its side into his mind.

In the picture, he was surrounded by light pink smoke and dust. Six or seven meters away at 7 o'clock, a sloppy man was looking at him vigilantly.

"Master, you are at 7 o'clock."

Without any reminder from the black wall, he reacted quickly and turned around with his gun raised.

This sneaky man had cunning features and a greasy face. He was overweight, with disheveled hair, arms as broad as pig legs, and a belly as big as a bucket.

It would have been fine if he was just extremely wealthy, but he was wearing beggar's clothes, with his chest exposed, like a living mountain of flesh pretending to be poor.

Seeing Liu Ke turning straight towards him, the fat beggar, who had been calm and composed, suddenly shuddered, and the folds of flesh on his face and body shook like waves.

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Chapter 19 The Fat Beggar

The fat beggar held his breath, his figure frozen like a piece of wood for seven or eight seconds before his trembling flesh stopped shaking.

The pair of small eyes on the fat face rolled around, looking at the pink smoke all around Liu Ke, then he felt relieved and tiptoed to change his position.

Not understanding why the other party was playing the Emperor's New Clothes, Liu Ke just sneered and raised the Hercules in his hand and aimed it at the fat beggar.

In order to prevent the idiot on the opposite side from reacting and missing the opportunity, he fired half a magazine from his hip without waiting for the smart weapon to lock onto the opponent.

Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da!

Putting aside the question of whether it was accurate or not, perhaps he raised the gun a little too big, or perhaps the fat beggar was too timid.

Seeing Liu Ke's unusual movement, the other party's huge body dodged slickly, and suddenly lifted his sleeves, and a lot of white smoke and dust fell out from his sleeves.

Is it quicklime?

Lime alone was not enough. The fat beggar's mouth suddenly opened, and no one knew how he did it. The 'caliber' was larger than a washbasin, and he kept spewing out yellow water.

In a flash, Liu Ke's bullet hit the opponent.

More than a dozen streams of blood spurted out of the fat beggar's chest and stomach. But before the blood could spurt out for long, the bleeding holes in his flesh seemed to be squeezed, and the bleeding stopped. Instead, fat oil oozed out, and the bullets that had been shot in slid out.

Liu Ke's half-volume bullets hit the other person first, and he wanted to continue firing, but the lime scattered by the fat beggar and the yellow water spit out like a waterfall naturally arrived as well.