Chapter 785 Surrender

Abel yelled loudly while beating on the locked door.

He doesn't want to be imprisoned here, even as a prisoner, at least he should be given a cleaner cell...

This is always the case with people. When the safety of life is guaranteed, various additional requirements will naturally arise slowly.

After shouting for more than ten minutes, Abel's voice was almost hoarse. Just when he thought no one would come, the door was suddenly opened.

"I--"

As soon as Abel said the word "I", the other party interrupted his words with an action - the person who opened the door grabbed Abel's collar and dragged him out like a corpse.

The environment outside was much better than the toilet where you couldn't see anything and was full of filth and stench. Although the air was still mixed with various unpleasant odors, Abel still greedily took several deep breaths - he I almost thought that I was going to be smoked to death in that dry toilet.

The person who opened the door was still a man in black. Abel didn't know if the other person was one of the two people who brought him here before. He threw Abel into an open space and then pulled a water pipe from the side. The cold water with slight radiation splashed directly on Abel's body.

Although he was shivering from the cold, Abel did not dodge...compared to the cold and radiation, the filth on his body was more difficult for Abel to endure. He has always had a slight mysophobia. This is a problem among Abel's group. Something everyone knows.

While washing, Abel had time to take stock of the surrounding environment. This was a railway resistance base located behind the passage. A large number of tents and simple board houses made of plastic sheets and foam boards made Abel feel Just like being in a shanty town in a slum, many incandescent light bulbs are hung on the top of the passage from the barbed wire, providing the most basic lighting for the camp.

The lights are very dim, and many of the bulbs are broken, flickering constantly, like a scene from a horror movie.

The environment in the camp was very poor. Many railway resistance soldiers did not even have a bed, so they just lay on the ground holding their guns. On a wooden box not far away, a man who looked like a doctor was talking to a man. A wounded soldier undergoes amputation surgery.

The operating conditions were extremely crude, and there were no disinfection measures at all. As for the anesthetic, Jet was probably used instead. There were several nasal suction tubes scattered on the ground on one side.

The wounded soldier was held down by three or four people, one of whom was holding a tactical flashlight, while the doctor was using a saw to cut his damaged calf. The teeth of the saw were constantly rubbing against the leg bones, making a tooth-piercing sound. A sour sound.

In Abel's opinion, this soldier was definitely dead. Even if the bleeding could be stopped, wound infection would definitely be inevitable. He couldn't understand why these people would waste their energy on such a mortal man.

Rather than letting him suffer more pain, it would be better to just kill him with one shot.

"Are you looking at that person?"

The man in black holding the water pipe asked abruptly.

"Ah?...Ah...Yeah, what's wrong?" Abel responded in a daze.

"Nothing, it's time to go. The big shot above wants to see you." The man in black paused and turned off the valve of the water pipe.

"Big shot? Which big shot?" Abel felt happy. Isn't this exactly what he wanted to see... As long as these people can realize his value, then not only will he not die, maybe he can also survive Get a lot of benefits.

As for loyalty...what is that? Can it be used to save one's life? Can you get promoted and make a fortune? both are not? What's the use?

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Abel was led by the men in black through the entire resistance camp and came to an armored vehicle.

It was only then that the pistol from Abel's waist was taken away by the man in black, and then he was pushed into the compartment of the armored vehicle.

The inside of the carriage was much brighter than the outside. A middle-aged man wearing a light gray suit was sitting in it. As soon as Abel came in, his attention was focused on Abel's face.

"We already know your identity." The middle-aged man said straight to the point.

"We need all the information on the new type of modified people." He said, he pushed a tablet in front of Abel. The screen of the tablet was full of various complex formulas. Most people may not be able to understand the meaning of these formulas, but As the leader of the new type of modified human project team, Abel could see the origin of these things at a glance.

The other party turned out to have started researching his new type of modified human a long time ago... Judging from the progress of the research, when Abel's new type of modified human had just begun mass production, they had already obtained first-hand information and began to analyze it. …

Abel scanned these formulas line by line. The other party's data on the new type of modified people had been deciphered to 7788. What was left was only the key information that was strictly confidential.

"If I choose to cooperate, can you guarantee my life safety?" Abel raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked.

"Of course, we can not only guarantee your life safety, but also give you what you want from the 'organization' but have never been able to get." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully - obviously , they not only conducted research on new types of modified humans, but also conducted detailed investigations on the developers of new types of modified humans.

"The thing I want but have never been able to get"... Of course Abel knew what it was, but out of caution, he asked again: "What conditions can you offer?"

"A complete consortium. If you cooperate sincerely, we can give you a consortium as big as your original families. Don't worry, this consortium is definitely not an empty shell, and what you get will be 100% real." Control."

A consortium!

Abel took a deep breath. His original family was a medium-sized consortium. Although there were probably dozens of consortiums like this in the alliance, it was still difficult for ordinary people. A behemoth to reach.

The Abel Family Consortium has more than 20 shelters with a size of 100,000 people alone... and a consortium no less than this size...

To be honest, Abel was completely moved.

"But how can I trust you?"

"This is an agreement, as long as you sign your name, it will take effect immediately." The middle-aged man handed over a piece of paper and a pen.

Abel carefully read the agreement three times, and after confirming that there were no problems, he signed his name very readily.