There were 100,000 men stationed on the fortification at the junction of the 12th and 11th districts, spread evenly among the main guard posts along the line. These troops were not sent to the field, nor were they part of any Union regiment, their mission is to isolate the prisoners of sector 12 from the degenerates, to become an impenetrable shield.

The largest barrier along the route is the fortress of the garrisons, which covers a large area and, though it is called a fortress, looks no different from a government building. Each floor of the building has a functional division, in addition to the temporary prison, soldiers quarters, there are systems control room, command official residence and so on.

Four or five floors above the ground were the training grounds for soldiers, and now, as night fell, a noise came from the windows.

A row of spotlights pointed the light toward the center of the huge platform, crowded several layers of soldiers around the platform, in the physical collision issued a fierce shout and shout.

“Get Up! Get Up! Get Up! ”

“Hell of a Commander! ”

There were only two people on the stage, and Joice, stripped of his heavy military uniform and clad only in a black sports vest, was sweating through his skin, revealing a feather shaped tattoo that stretched from his shoulder to his arm. His hair seemed to burn in the light, and his whole body was glowing like a small moving sun.

Joice’s gloved finger pointed at the man across the way. “Leo, Get Up! Are you going to throw in the towel? ” He said defiantly

The man opposite him was half on his knees, gasping with one hand on the railing, his eyes half drawn by a cut on his forehead, sweat dripping blood.

When Joice saw that he did not move, he said scornfully, “Are you not of the lion gene, or is the king of beasts so weak? ”

Listening to him say, Leo had been less in and out of gas, but still managed to stand up, he only staggered forward a step, “Bang” fell to the ground, closed his eyes motionless.

As soon as Joice saw this wave, a medic came on stage and half dragged the man away.

The Adjutant, Romont, stepped forward and handed him a dark military jacket. Joice slung it over his shoulder and slouched down from the platform, leaving a multitude of soldiers on either side to give way.

Joyce walked through the crowd without looking askance. There was a small bird on the collar of his uniform. He did not look closely enough to see it was a lapel pin. But a little observation revealed that he was not the only one, and that all the soldiers on the scene had all sorts of symbols on their clothes: some were birds, some were animal claws, some were fishtails, some were insect bees.

In one of the most intuitive ways to distinguish genetic types among soldiers. Just as sometimes in the same regiment, different factions are likely to emerge. After he left, the soldiers with the birds on their clothes were clearly more proud.

There were numerous spotlights on the outside of the fort, illuminating the darkness a mile beyond the line of defense. Joice took a shower in the bathroom, his hair half wet, and stood in front of a huge glass window, staring out into the night sky and the grassy floor, except for the occasional red light from the high voltage grid.

Beside him, Romont stepped forward and said, “Commander, there is a message from the Duncan family that you must return to your home in two days. ”

Joice did not bat an eye. “Surely it must be one of the purifiers who is going to perform the ceremony of choosing betrothal parties. ”

Romonton paused, then added, “Yes, Miss Caroline Komsomolsk-on-amur, the mid-level purifier, known for her fiery red roses. ”

Joice ignored him, tURN round to walk: “Elect not up, Go also is make up a few, you think Emperor all have how many families to stare at her? ”? There are so few purifiers of the right age, there are so many people competing for the position of betrothed, and in my generation of Duncan, there are only two daughters from the other side of the family. Neither of us has the talent of a purifier, and we have long since fallen out of the 2nd district. ”

Romont comforted him: “The commander is very good, not inferior to others. ”

Joyce Strode into the system control room. “Are you mocking me? I’d rather sit here with these felons than be picked over by women as a model. ”

Romont said he could do nothing.

In the central control room, giant electronic screens display the locations and basic information of the five prisons, and a circular contour line flashes red.

Joice glanced over. “What about the death toll? ”

A soldier manipulates it on a bare brain, and the numbers appear instantly on the screen.

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Joice looked at it for a moment, then suddenly his eyes were fixed. “A 1, a 2, a 4, a 5, ” he said

His fingertips are on the block marked A3, and he scoffs: “It seems that prison 3 has produced a remarkable figure who has actually quelled the unrest. ”

Adjutant Romont quickly rummaged through the important prisoner’s files, not knowing who he saw, and looked slightly surprised. “Commander, the one... from the Red Sun Regiment is also in A3. ”

Joice’s nonchalant expression changed to one of disgust: “The Peiji? The Leopard isn’t Dead Yet? ”

He stepped forward and stood in front of the screen. “Pull up the nearest camera to the A3, now! ”

“Yes! ”

The 12th arrondissement’s felons are given bar codes behind their ears, which are now high tech federal tools. If a prisoner approaches the border, he will immediately call the police, and if he dies, it also automatically uploads information and statistics.

It’s not that they don’t use other means, it’s that these people are not good people.

The soldiers’ heads were drenched in sweat: “They found the camera near the A3 and destroyed it. This is the last one. ”

The picture is not very clear, you can see it is hidden between the stones, the angle is not good, can see half of the wall square. Joice squinted as the men came and went.

Normally, these people would have crumbled after being told to close the border for a month, and the value of world peace would not have been lost on the freed felons. In fact, the other four boroughs are perfect examples of what it means to be trapped.

But what about the A3? Some of the prisoners were pulling carts, others were carrying goods. Some clearly carrying a sack of grain, but was not robbed, and even laughing with others?

They were brainwashed, weren’t they? That was Joice’s first reaction.

And then he saw something even more incredible.

“What the hell are they doing? ” Joice stepped forward to the soldier. “Bring up the camera. ”

As the picture became clearer, his mind became more confused: “A group of felons, actually in the construction of the fence, they are planning to turn the A3 into a desert fortress? ”

He laughed, his voice the only one left in the control room.

One soldier mustered up his courage and replied, “They probably want to resist the degenerate desert? ”

Joice’s hair and brows were burning. “The perverts can’t attack, and you’re out of your mind! ” He spat, and the soldier didn’t dare speak.

Thinking of a certain Pei, Joice scowled. “Did these people think they were knights protecting the Princess? ” He said. “I don’t know. I thought there was a noble purifying lady in the desert. ”

As soon as he spoke, a man’s face suddenly appeared on the camera screen. Everyone in the control room was in a daze, and the other party apparently also found the camera. Then the crowd saw the man in the screen extend his hand and hit it down. Two seconds later, the camera turns to a snowflake.

Joice finally caught on and roared angrily, “Peiji! ! ! ”

　　*

“What’s the matter with you? ” The Moyan asked.

The Peiji withdrew his fist, glanced down at the rickety monitor and leaped effortlessly off the wall, a slight smile on his face. “Nothing, I saw a bird. ”

“Where the hell are the birds? ” The Moyan wondered.

Murphy, who had woken up beside him, was exceptionally tall, ” froyan, do you like birds? When we get out of here, I’m gonna take you to the 10th precinct, the Zulfa Canyon, where there are over 200 species of birds in every color. I run faster now than before, and I’ll get you anything you like. ”

The Moyan looked into his bright eyes and smiled

Louis, who followed, was so jealous that he almost bit his handkerchief.

Damn it, Murphy, you’re Shameless! ! Are you still a dog? ! You’re a disgrace to our breed!

I’ll do it. I can wag my tail!

With the concerted efforts of all, the facilities of A3 are gradually being restored to order, and the post-modern high-tech Society has initially revealed its true face.

Moyan walked down the tidy road to the biggest trading floor, and people on either side of it were sweating something, and when she walked by, they would stop and stare.

After a short period of observation, the Moyan found that the men were not inflexible hard rocks. Once they had calmed down, they would help each other. It seemed that it was easy to give the order to block the whole territory, an army that makes people kill each other seems a little more vicious.

The Moyan thought things through and slowly followed the Peiji down the trading floor, which had been renovated and converted into a warehouse. A grid of solar-powered lights lit up the ceiling, illuminating the rows of shops below.

As they came in, someone was pushing the trolley out, and the Moyan saw a box of goods stacked neatly on the dock.

“The old point-exchange system has collapsed, and the garrison can not be restored without opening the blockade, ” the Peiji explained to her.

The Moyan nodded.

Louis took the opportunity to be gallant. He took a piece of cloth from one of the stalls, shook it out, and leaned over

A quick glance at the Moyan reveals a profound appreciation of what it means to be a straight man.

I don’t know where they got it, but it was cut into a puffy-sleeved dress, and I have to say, the seamstress is pretty good, but can you really walk in it?

Ignoring Louis’s expectant gaze, the Moyan turned to the other side of the aisle and said, “Show me how to use a weapon. ”

The Peiji hefted a thorn from the table and asked, “What do you know? ”

“Dagger, ring knife. ”

Guerin shook his head. “Mo Yan, we’re here, we don’t have a chance for you. ”

The Peiji said nothing, but he picked it out, drew out a dagger of pure black, and handed it to her.

“Take this. It’s better than the one you had. ”

Moyan took it without a word and felt the feel of it. It was medium weight, its tentacles sharp and cold, and it looked good.

“I’ll have Guerin and Tours practice with you this afternoon, and if you can take three of their moves, you can try them with Murphy. ”

Murphy said, “It doesn’t take a second, lady. I’ll lose. ”

The Moyan nodded, then suddenly looked up at the Peiji.

“So when can I fight you? ”

There was a moment of consternation in the Peiji’s face, and the Moyan was really just saying, “Just kidding, I’m No Match for you, ” and she smiled and went on, accompanied by several others.

　　*

In the control room guarding the fort, Joice played back the last images captured by the security cameras time and time again.

“In addition to building walls, they are organizing training. What is this, an attack on the fallen? ”

Joice said to himself, “That’s crazy. ”

While he was analyzing the prisoners’ movements, adjutant Romont suddenly said, “Commander, watch that man’s back. ”

With that, Joice realized that there was indeed a small, slender figure behind the obnoxious PeiJi. It was just a blur of faces, a uniform of the same color, mostly obscured by the shadows of others.

“Looks like a kid, ” Romont said

Joice touched his chin. “No, you’re wrong. It must be some blood type, little guy, malnourished again! ”