My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

Jack took the pulsar from Chelsea and grabbed it in his hand. This weapon is surprisingly light and fits just right in the hand.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

After Jack caught the pulsar, he looked at Chelsea, but Chelsea didn't speak and just nodded, as if she approved of Jack doing something.

Looking at his look, Jack understood immediately.

He suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood, as if some special bloodline was awakening in his body. He held the pulsar, stood up from the ground, raised his gun and pointed it at the two soldiers who were approaching.

The two soldiers had obviously forgotten Jack's existence. When they saw Jack standing up suddenly, they were all surprised, and then they wanted to shoot him.

But before the two of them could shoot, Jack reacted quickly and shot the pulsar at the two of them first.

The blue light emitted by the pulsar penetrated the bodies of the two people. The two people were instantly reduced to ashes, and the two Razer IIs fell to the ground with a bang.

Jack didn't know where his potential burst out, and it seemed that all his strength had been exhausted at this moment. On his back, the two bullet holes were still hurting, as if two drills were constantly drilling into his back.

But now I couldn't care less about the pain in my back.

He grabbed Pulsar and sat back down on the floor next to Chelsea.

"Old man, I took care of them all."

Hearing this, Chelsea looked at him and seemed to want to say something, but after opening her mouth for a long time, no words came out.

"Old man, stop talking. I'll take you out of here first and treat your injuries.

After Jack finished speaking, he put the pulsar aside, and then he was about to pick up Chelsea from the ground.

But Chelsea used all her strength to throw Jack's hand away, as if refusing him to do such a thing.

This action seemed to cause him great pain, and he frowned and turned pale.

Jack knew that the explosion in his left hand just now must have hurt Chelsea's internal organs, causing his whole body to be in unbearable pain.

The slightest movement he made now might involve his whole body, rupture his internal organs, or even cause more serious consequences.

"Old man, don't move, I'll take you away on horseback!"

Jack looked at Chelsea with a harsh tone,

"You have been stubborn for so many years, just listen to me once!"

When the two were in a stalemate, Jack was afraid that Chelsea would resist and injure herself if he took action forcefully. The pulsar next to her was quietly taken away at some point.

When Jack noticed that the pulsar had been taken away, he turned around and saw James holding the pulsar towards them.

At this time, he had just woken up, but he was still standing a little shaky and not very stable:

"Damn it, two rebels, one big and one small, dare to give me an injection! Fortunately, I was prepared and installed a filter chip in my body. I finally got the chance. I will kill you now!"

After James finished speaking, he shot Jack.

Just when he was filled with joy and thought that Jack would not escape death, he found that the pulsar did not make any movement, did not emit blue light, and did not harm Jack at all.

He glanced at the weapon in his hand and unexpectedly discovered that there was something like an energy bar on the side of the gun. The energy bar is empty at this time.

The pulsar has no energy!

"Damn it, come against me!"

James gritted his teeth and slammed the pulsar onto the ground.

When Jack originally thought that he was certain to die, he didn't expect that there was always a way out. He quickly ignored the pain in his back, rushed forward, and threw James to the ground.

The two men started fighting again.

Although Jack is much larger than James, James is not a vegetarian. He has a fighting chip installed in his skull and many high-end mechanical prostheses. Although Jack had succeeded in sneak attacks several times before, and the paralysis liquid he had just injected was still in his body, but now that he was serious about it, he could even have a 50-50 fight with Jack.

The two of them started fighting with real swords and guns. There was no technique in a real duel. It was just a street fight style fight with one punch and one palm.

Soon, three of James's four prosthetic eyes were damaged, and Jack also failed to perform well because of the pain in his back. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and a tooth was knocked out.

"You rebels who dare to disobey the will of Paradise Island will surely die!"

James punched Jack hard in the stomach.

This was mixed with the wound on Jack's back, causing him to spit out blood. The blood spurted far away and stuck to James' body.

The blood made James feel excited.

Jack was in pain and felt like he couldn't straighten up.

He hunched over and backed away. Seeing this, James stepped forward, locked Jack's hands behind his back, and then locked his throat to prevent him from moving.

At this time, there was a sudden noise outside, along with a string of strange melodious whistles.

The whistle seemed not far away from them and would be coming soon.

Hearing the whistle, James' face was full of excitement, while Jack's expression changed drastically.

That's the unique whistle of the armed law enforcement team!

"The law enforcement team is coming, the law enforcement team is coming! You are dead! Boy, just wait for the punishment with your rebel father!"

James roared excitedly.

Jack knew that if he didn't deal with this guy, he would really have no way out.

He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and fell behind him.

James, who was locking his throat behind his back, didn't expect him to do this again, and was directly pressed to the ground by Jack. Jack's weight was placed here, causing him to bleed internally.

After falling to the ground, Jack turned over, took advantage of James's relaxation, forcibly broke away from his restraints, and then pressed him underneath him.

He didn't hesitate at all. After pressing James down, he swung his fist and punched James in the face repeatedly.

Each punch was punched with the utmost strength, until the nerves in his back were affected, and blood began to ooze from the wound. His entire back was wet with blood.

James' face was hit by Jack's powerful punches one after another. Finally, he fainted completely, probably suffering from intracranial hemorrhage.

Seeing that he was motionless, Jack gasped and stood up.

His chest was heaving, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't feel the existence of his back.

He slowly stood up from the ground, crossed the bunker, and walked to the bodies of the two soldiers. Then, he silently picked up a Razer II from the ground and looked to see if there were any bullets inside.

There were still bullets in the Razer II. He carried the Razer with satisfaction and walked to James who was unconscious on the ground.

If the enemy who faints on the ground does not replenish his shot, it is equal to leaving disaster for himself.

Jack knew this truth well, and he shot James in the head without hesitation, who was still unconscious at this time.

The bullet directly exploded into James' brain, and a piece of blood and flesh flew out. Several chips fell out and hit the ground.

Jack walked over, crushed the chips with his feet, and then shot again, including several shots into James' heart, completely covering all the places where the gun could be repaired.

Blood splattered on his face, and his whole body seemed to be made of blood.

After he was sure that James was dead, his brain turned into a puddle of red paste on the ground, and his heart completely exploded, he carried the Razer II behind him. Completely ignoring the possibility of infection of the wound on the back.

Jack didn't speak, he squatted down silently and grabbed Chelsea.

However, Chelsea did not forcefully remove Jack's hand this time. He just kept his eyes open and looked at Jack. His green late eyes seemed like a spring that was about to dry up.

"Father, I will take you away."

Jack hadn't called his father for a long time, he had called him old man for many years.

Chelsea shook her head. Outside, the whistles belonging to the armed law enforcement team were getting closer and louder, all highlighting one fact:

Those guys are coming.

When they come, there will really be no way to survive.

Chelsea breathed heavily, flushed, and finally opened her mouth. When he opened his mouth, blood foam spurted out of his mouth.

But at least, he can make a sound:

"Jack, go ahead and leave me alone."

"impossible."

Jack said.

"You take me with you, and no one can run away. I still have something to give to you."

Chelsea's words sounded decisive and helpless.

Hearing this, Jack looked down at him. I saw Chelsea raising her remaining right hand, which was trembling at the moment.

Surprisingly, he took out a chip from the crack in his temple.

This process seemed very painful, Chelsea kept frowning and gritting her teeth.

After he pulled out the chip, Jack discovered that it was actually a card slot with two chips inserted into it.

Chelsea handed the card slot to Jack and said to him:

"Give me the chip with Jc engraved on it, and I'll leave the other chip to you."

After hearing Chelsea's words, Jack carefully took out the chip with Jc engraved on it and put it into Chelsea's hand. Chelsea held the handed chip tightly.

While vomiting blood, he said:

"Jack, let's go. I have installed a lot of Viper bombs under the workshop. As soon as they detonate, the entire workshop will be reduced to ashes and everyone will die. Where I put the books, you get in and go If you go down, you will see a passage. You can escape there, and after the explosion, the ruins will also cover that passage."

"No, I have to take you with me. You already said that there is a passage under the workshop, and we can all go there."

Jack seemed determined to take Chelsea away with him.

However, Chelsea just shook her head, showing the love that a father rarely shows in him:

"Jack, those people will collect chips from the scene to confirm your identity. If you take me away, they will know that we have escaped, and they will always want us, and we will never be able to live a peaceful life."

"But, if I leave alone, it will be the same if I let you stay here. They can't find my ID chip!"

"No, Jack. When you were just born, I did something. I copied your ID chip. As long as it is there, as long as I hold it, then, after the explosion, they will come to check At the accident scene, you will feel that we all died in the explosion.

"As for how to remove the identity chip and become a blackmailer, you must know better than me. After all, you have been doing this kind of thing since you were a child..."

At this point, Chelsea laughed, his green eyes shining with a rare light.

"Have you been preparing until now? Did you already know that these things would happen?"

Jack asked.

He couldn't believe that Chelsea was thinking so far ahead.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that this will happen one day. Because what I did is too dangerous.

"But I will never allow such a thing to happen, even if I can predict it. Because I want to ensure that my son, my son and Ye Tila's son, can live well in this world."

"Why don't you prepare your own!? You have expected this day, why don't you prepare your own!?"

Jack asked, feeling a little desperate and his heart was trembling.

Chelsea didn't answer his question. He just slowly took out the photo that Jack had put in his bag.

He handed the photo to Jack and handed it tremblingly into his hand:

"Everything you want to know is in the chip I left for you.

"Jack Jones Jc, my life is over, but you still have a long way to go, taking me and your mother with you to continue living in this world."

Jack took the photo. The photo was extremely heavy. It was the weight of two souls and an entire family.

"Run, run, run..."

Chelsea spoke to him so lovingly.

Jack put the chip and photo in the bag. Outside, the whistle sounded closer and closer.

He knew that if he didn't run, it would be too late.

He glanced at Chelsea and saw that Chelsea had closed her eyes at this time, with a peaceful smile on her face. It seemed like he was ready to accept his own death.

Jack's eyes hurt, but it didn't seem like he was hit by James, and he didn't know why it hurt.

It seems like a lot of sand got in.

He got up and was about to run to the basement where Chelsea kept the books to look for the underground passage.

Somehow, he remembered the book that James had kicked away. He quickly ran over, picked up the book from the ground, and then got into the basement.

Before getting in, he couldn't help but look back.

He took one last careful look at his father.

His old father, lying in a pool of blood, was about to die.

He didn't look at himself, but Jack knew that Chelsea kept repeating those two words to him:

"Run!"

Jack forced himself to turn around and got into the basement.

After he got in, he discovered that the basement was much larger than it looked from the outside.

He began to search frantically inside, and finally, he found a tightly closed metal door.

Jack didn't know how to open the metal door. He wanted to look for a combination lock or something like that on the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his hand on the door handle, the door opened automatically.

As soon as the door opened, Jack hurried inside.

It was a long, dark passage, and I didn't know where it would end.

Jack took a few steps in the passage. The pain in his back made him grit his teeth and he felt like he couldn't take another step.

Just as he was suffering from pain, there was a sudden explosion behind him.

The explosion directly penetrated his eardrums and knocked him to the ground. He covered his ears and lay on the ground, feeling a buzzing noise in his head.

When he reacted quickly, he realized that Chelsea had detonated the workshop.

His father, the place where he had lived since childhood, was gone.

He no longer has a home.

Before Jack could feel sad, a wave of heat came over behind him, and the power of the explosion naturally spread to the basement.

The metal door blocked the shock wave a little, but Jack knew that soon, this passage would also be swallowed up by the explosion.

This passage will be completely buried, and no one, except him and Chelsea, will know that this passage once existed.

He must seize the time to escape before this passage is completely blown up.

Thinking of this, Jack couldn't care less about the severe pain in his back or his sadness.

He got up, gritted his teeth and ran forward desperately.

He kept running forward, kept running forward, as if what was chasing him behind him were the lingering clouds of the past.

He didn't know how long he would have to run, or whether he could escape.

But he must not stop.

...

I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know what happened next. In short, when Jack opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a slippery, dark and smelly street.

He stood up from the street with difficulty and found that his body was covered with wounds and the blood was almost drained.

He was in severe pain and his throat was very dry, like a victim who had been thirsty for many years in the desert.

Jack propped himself up, his mind was confused and blurry, as if he had been poured a large amount of paste.

When he thought about it carefully, he remembered that after he tried his best to escape from the tunnel, he suddenly became exhausted and fell to this place.

However, he didn't know how long he had been down, and the place seemed to be very hidden, so he had not been discovered by any passers-by.

He quickly touched his pockets and found that the chip and photos of his family were there. The Razer II behind my back was also behind me and was not taken away by anyone.

Everything was still there, and Jack breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know where the end of the tunnel set up by Chelsea was, but after regaining consciousness, Jack knew that he still had one important thing to do.

That is to find a hacker to remove the identity chip from his body.

Otherwise, although Chelsea holds a forged identity chip of his, after the explosion, his current identity will definitely be judged as dead, and the management will cancel his chip.

But with caution, Jack must completely remove his identity chip before he can rest assured. Otherwise, you will always feel that there is still trouble that will harm you in the future.

Thinking of this, Jack couldn't care less.

He took the Razer II off his back and put it on his chest, intending to walk down the street to figure out where it was and look for people who could help him.