Force unlock

Mr. 11 deactivated most of his thrusters.The aircraft passed over the heads of the ambush soldiers almost silently, slowly approaching the landing station building.No one noticed the little puffs of dust kicked up by the draft around their feet.

The aircraft finally hovered in front of the building, the cabin door faced the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, and behind the wall were several working cubicles.There is a closed door at the back of these cubicles, and that's where Carl is.The door was visible from the outside, about fifteen paces from the glass window.

In front of Mr. 11, a three-dimensional layout drawing of the building unfolded, which was one of the materials that Tazito stole from the computer room before.It can be heard from Karl's conversation that Tazito was not in the same room with them. Mr. 11 is analyzing the room near Carl.

The message he sent to Tazito was shown as read 1 minute ago, but he has not received a reply from Tazito.There are only two possibilities, he is comatose, or unconscious.He had a very difficult time, and he couldn't stay longer for a minute.

Mr. 11 quickly locked a conference room.Next door to Karl, windowless, sound-absorbing.It's easy to create the "extreme environments" they refer to in their conversations.He cautiously did a second analysis and came to the same conclusion. Mr. 11 grabbed the heavy machine gun with one hand and opened the engine compartment door.The wind suddenly poured in, blowing the hem of his windbreaker wildly.

The instant the door was opened, the stealth mode of the aircraft disappeared.The people in the office were surprised to see the aircraft that suddenly appeared outside the french windows. The next moment, there was a loud explosion, and the french windows were smashed to pieces by machine guns. Mr. 11 fell among them murderously like a meteorite.Among the panicked crowd, he walked straight towards the target meeting room with a machine gun in hand.

Since receiving the message from Mr. 11, Tazito has been trying hard to reply.That is difficult for the unconscious.The eyes cannot accurately select the desired letter, and misoperations continue to occur.For the first time in his trembling he felt hopeless.He finally waited for a savior, but he couldn't deliver the news.The accumulated setbacks were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and he was overwhelmed by sudden depression.He almost cursed out loud.

"It's almost at the limit." The soldier behind Karl said, "You can help him out." He raised the gun in his hand and suppressed a smile, "Since I know him... I can't believe how he lived to such a big age Yes, if I would have shot myself hahaha!"

Carl: "Wait a minute." The flexible finger belonging to the doctor opened the terminal screen, and the two soldiers noticed the AI ​​that Carl was installing as soon as he entered the room, and it showed that the installation was complete.

Carl whispered to himself: "I don't want to take it out unless it is absolutely necessary." He paused for a moment, and after making a draft in his mind, he turned on the microphone and braced himself to deal with that difficult bone.

"Charles, I thought about why you don't trust me. I figured it out, so I decided to withdraw from this conversation and find someone more powerful to convince you. You guys make a connection now. You, and you father."

The two soldiers glanced at each other inexplicably, and looked at Tazito who was unmoved on the screen.

"You think I'm lying to you when I say we found your father," Carl said. "You'll see right away."

The room fell into silence again.Dark and silent.There was only the sound of Tazito's trembling breathing with difficulty.But this silence lasted only two seconds, and the next moment, there was the sound of an outgoing call.Once, twice, the call was connected, and a man's hesitant and excited voice came from the loudspeaker.

"Charles? Is that you?"

Hearing that voice, Tazito slowly raised his head with surprise in his eyes.The half-answered message was put aside.

"Charles, is it really... is it you? I have been looking for you all these years." The voice choked up, "I know you can't forgive me, at least answer me, okay?"

That voice matched the father in memory.Tazito's eyes became moist, and anger gradually appeared on his face.

On Carl's terminal, a social AI is running.It is this AI that perfectly recreates Dario Madino himself by learning from the video and audio of Tazito's father.It not only predicts what Dario will say, but also guesses his mood at this time, and uses appropriate emotions to render the tone.

"You're late." On the other side of the screen, Tazito gritted his teeth and said, "It's too late. The sundial flowers are all gone." His voice suppressed the sound of crying.

Social AI analyzed Tazito's tone and emotions, and chose an appropriate reply.

"I'm sorry," said the father's voice over the loudspeaker, "so I can't lose you again."

"Extreme environmental effects." Carl turned his head to show off to the two soldiers behind him, "He will be a hundred times more excited when he sees his relatives at this time. Of course, if someone else comes to rescue him at this time, he might fall in love gone."

The two soldiers laughed and said Karl was so fucking funny.

boom--

An unexpected explosion interrupted their laughter.The explosion came from the microphone, and they looked at the screen in shock to find that the room where Tazito was staying was lit up-a big hole had been blasted.A man carrying a heavy weapon walked in through the hole created by the blast.

"Damn...!" The two soldiers shouted at the same time.

Tazito's eyes were stung by the sudden bright light.He turned his head, and a lot of light rushed into his pupils.His eyes slowly widened, and he saw a tall man walking towards him against the light.The golden light gilded his outline, like a god of death descended from heaven.

Mr. 11 came to him and two shots broke the chain on Tazito's wrist.Ask him: "Can I go?"

Tazito was stunned, and Mr. 11 leaned over and picked him up and carried him on his shoulders, then turned and walked out.He stepped out of the big hole in the wall and was about to leave when he remembered something and walked to the room next to the meeting room.

The moment he walked to the door, the door opened with a bang, and the two soldiers were about to rush out with their guns raised, and met Mr. 11 head-on. Mr. 11 raised his hand and shot a headshot. He stepped over the corpse neatly and saw Carl's horrified eyes.

The next moment, a bullet hole exploded in that delicate and pale face.

The timer in front of Mr. 11's eyes kept blinking.He killed too many people and spent too much time.Now he has only one way out.

He turned around and carried Tazito towards the aircraft hovering outside the building.There are no fighters in the office, and they are all hiding under the desk at this time.When Mr. 11 entered, someone pressed the alarm, and the soldiers in ambush would arrive within a few seconds and surround them heavily.

Mr. 11 returned to the aircraft without hindrance and placed Tazito in the next seat.

"Why..." Tazito tugged at Mr. 11's clothes feebly, and stared angrily at him while trembling, "Why didn't you come earlier!"

"It's my fault." Mr. Eleven said.Seeing the fighter planes outflanking him from both sides, Tazito reluctantly let go of Mr. 11. Mr. 11 starts the aircraft immediately.The streamlined fighter plane drew a steep curve in the air, heading straight to the highest and farthest point in the sky.

"It will be a little uncomfortable." Mr. 11 took care of Tazito while operating the aircraft, "Be patient."

Several fighter planes were chasing them, trying to shoot them down.The aircraft rose extremely fast, fled all the way up, and kept shaking from side to side to avoid pursuit.This caused Tazito intense discomfort.He had a splitting headache, tingling in his eardrums, and nausea.

The fighter planes were getting closer and closer, and it didn't look like they could escape.However, the man still had a calm look that everything was under control.This certainty made it difficult for Tazito to doubt his decision any longer.Tazito is suspicious, but always believes that Mr. 11 can handle everything at such times.

The aircraft is still rising, and it has already passed through the clouds and is heading towards outer space.The pilot in the enemy plane was also about to reach the limit, endured the physical discomfort, and gritted his teeth to follow closely.Finally, when the aircraft was about to leave the atmosphere, the chasing fighter planes stopped.They hovered below, reluctantly watching Mr. 11's aircraft enter outer space and out of their sight—no one thought that it was an aircraft that could enter outer space.And their fighters can't.If you go any further, there is only one dead end.

The vehicle plunged into outer space, slowed down, and eventually came to a complete stop.Like a small star over N7 star.

It took Tazito a moment to recover from the extreme discomfort.He confirmed that there were no more pursuers, and breathed a sigh of relief.He was cold and in a bad mood.Closing his eyes, he said wearily, "Go back."

Mr. 11: "..."

Tazito waited for a while, but when the aircraft did not move, he opened his eyes again and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mr. 11: "I'm calculating."

"what?"

"This aircraft is powered by an independent power source. Now the power source is exhausted."

Tazito stared blankly at Mr. 11 with an expression of "are you playing with me?"

Mr. 11: "We need to force-land on the ground by gravity. But we are not sure where we will force-land in the end. I am calculating the path with the least loss."

Tazito sighed.Nodding, closing his eyes again.He curled himself into a ball and said, "Call me when you need me."

"It's now." Mr. Eleven said.

Tazito opened his eyes again and met Mr. Eleven's gaze.For the first time he saw uncertainty in his eyes.

Tachitoka's brain finally worked.That's not a good situation, he thought.In order to get rid of the pursuers, the only way is to hide in outer space.Now, however, the depowered vehicle gravitationally returns to the planet, the equivalent of a falling meteorite.He needs to deploy the parachute at a very precise time, using the last bit of spare energy to find the right landing point exactly.As long as there is a slight mistake, their aircraft will fall to nothing.This is something that even the omnipotent Mr. 11 can't be sure of, and Mr. 11 is frankly showing it to him.

The two looked at each other.

There is silence in the universe.Even the aircraft stopped functioning.Tazito's breathing became the only sound they could hear in the world.

Below them, the earth-yellow N7 star slowly rotated, so huge that it couldn't see the end.Behind them, dark gray gravel belts filled the entire space, seemingly endless.This quiet and lifeless everything gives people an illusion, as if they have fallen into the gap of time, and all they have is each other.