Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

Kafka looked at Agent Keller in the picture and shook her head quietly:

"Foundation agents, in unexpected places, are also unexpectedly crazy. "

"To be honest, if there were teammates like Keller among the Star Core Hunters, I would definitely not go on a mission with him. "

The silver wolf shook his legs, stared at the scope on the screen, and blew on the gum:

"Eh, I think that if such a person is willing to make a deal with Elio, he must be trustworthy. "

"After all, we Star Core Hunters are an organization to save the world from destruction...... Although the bounty is high, it's just ......"

"An agent who dies for the world will definitely do his best to save the world, right?"

Kafka propped her head in her left hand and bowed her head slightly:

"Makes sense. "

"However, each of us joined the Star Core Hunter and was driven by Elio, and we all made a deal with him. "

"I'd also like to know what price this Keller agent would offer and what price he would be asked to pay if he were to join. "

......

Site-81 was still quiet, except for the sound of footsteps, only the sound of moving air.

Agent Keller received Captain Roy's order and quickly headed for the rendezvous point.

He kept his head down.

Quietly watch the white road stretch in front of you.

Look at the familiar doors and there is no one in front of them.

Reminiscing about the years he and his colleagues spent in Site-81.

Maybe......

In this world, there really is some kind of perfect ending that allows everyone to survive;

Maybe......

The agents return to their original universe and nothing will happen;

Maybe......

There will be a powerful divinity who will quickly spot something following them and suppress it with a single move.

But it's all just a beautiful dream.

It is built on one hypothesis after another that cannot be confirmed, that cannot be verified.

The pure white light was gathered by the lampshade and projected on him.

In the hallway, footsteps echoed silently.

Agent Keller looked up and continued on his way.

Out of the corner of his eye, the researchers in white coats lay on the ground, motionless and sleeping.

It won't be long before they, the living people from another world, will also sleep peacefully on this land.

- in the form of ashes.

But it's not a loss.

After all, in the entire history of mankind, the only people who have been fortunate enough to become acquaintances with nuclear bombs are the residents of cities far away in the East.

Just two cities of people.

Agent Keller smiled, the corners of his mouth curled into a slightly pompous smile.

He had a lot of thoughts in his heart, constantly weaving and stitching, and it became a big messy net, covering the whole person, plugging his mouth and nose, and making it difficult to breathe.

But only 143 failed to make him feel the slightest remorse, let alone make him plan to turn back and restore all the tampered code.

Once.

He had heard many stories of heroes in the Foundation.

For example, a researcher has perished with an extremely dangerous containment object at the cost of his own life;

Another example is a D-class who has destroyed an evil object and met a true god......

But, at least until today.

He never thought about it.

At some point, I will stand at a fork in the road that will determine the direction of the world.

I didn't even think about it.

One day, I will become a hero in the mouth of others.

Although what he has to do is simple.

It's just going to die.

By the way, I just took a group of colleagues to die.

It doesn't seem difficult to say, it just needs some kind of noble belief to back it up.

In reality, he has heard how many people have complained to him that "it's boring to live, it's better to die", "it's so boring every day, I don't want to live anymore", "I really want to die".

But very few have actually put it into action.

Even if there is a sacrifice for the sake of the righteousness of all mankind, how many people can face death calmly?

And...... Death......

This is a taboo in human culture.

Various religious beliefs have put forward different interpretations and imaginations of the afterlife.

And to those who fear death, he promises a good afterlife, or a beautiful afterlife, to counteract people's fear of death.

After all, no one has personally experienced and come back to tell the world what happened, what the situation was, what the food treatment was, whether the five insurances and one housing fund were paid, whether there was a labor law, whether there was a guild......

In the midst of cranky thoughts.

Agent Keller heard a familiar voice—he had arrived at the staging area.

"What's going on over there? Hell, inside Site-81, that's a real thing. "

This voice belongs to Captain Roy.

"It went well, but there were no security guards to confirm our identity, which made us a few uncomfortable. "

This is Captain Juno.

"Okay, pack everything, we'll send it back, and we'll be busy after that. "

Agent Keller pulled himself together and left the hallway and walked into the hall.

Devon is hiding in a corner and smoking, Allman is loading the safe with crash pads, Alley is checking the drone's automatic program, and Underwood is installing batteries on the drone.

Agent Keller's appearance caught everyone's attention, and even Captain Juno, who was picking up the drone, stopped.

Fifteen pairs of eyes in the entire hall fell on the only late agent at the same time.

Such a neat and orderly gaze made the agents who had already done their best to praise and embrace the sun subconsciously take half a step back.

Agent Keller remembered the atmosphere - the mission was almost complete, and he could return to Site-81 for a few days of relaxation.

The huge gap between reality and imagination made him shake his senses for a moment, but the quality of the agent brought him back to his senses quickly.

He straightened his expression and walked over to his captain as he asked the others what they had learned from the action.

"It took a little more time to sort out the terminal information, and everyone waited for a long time. "

Agent Keller said, taking out a couple of tin boxes from his backpack - they were hard drives in protective boxes, which were very drop-resistant and protected from radiation to some extent.

He handed them to Captain Roy, then looked at his teammates around him, "What's the catch?"

"Don't you know everything about Site-81 - containment is gone, 682 is dead, and Dr. Bright is dead......

Before Allman's words fell, Underwood's voice rang out suddenly:

"What? Dr. Bright and 682, the two big heads, are dead?"

"I gotta remind you, it's okay to talk about 682 behind your back, but talk about Dr. Bright behind your back, you have to be careful that he shoves the immortal into your hand while you sleep. "

Captain Juno reminded with compassion.

Underwood lost his voice in an instant, as if he had been caught in the throat.

In the next second, Captain Roy knocked on the wall behind him, "knock knock", attracting everyone's attention.

Captain Roy unfolded the drone's rotors, held them in his hands, and said to everyone:

"Okay, now is not the time to chat, let's send the materials back first...... Then continue to wait for orders from the command. "

Captain Juno nodded:

"I agree...... This place is so uncomfortable, I finished it early and went home early. "

Agent Keller felt like he was in an ice cellar.

Site-81's central air conditioning certainly keeps the temperature on site at around 24 degrees Celsius all year round, but more of it is the coldness of his heart.

A kind of deception and betrayal of teammates.

But he opened his mouth anyway, as the agent present was the most proficient in electronics.

"Juno, do you need my help?"

The other party shook his head and supported his waist with his left hand:

"No, you don't need to be an expert for this level of mission, so let's talk about what doors won't open at Site-81 in a moment. "

Captain Roy also shrugged his shoulders, very relaxed:

"Alright, now that we're ready, let's send our things back to Command. "

"Understood. "

The agents immediately spoke, and then took the elevator together and returned to the surface.

After completing the final examinations, the two drones slowly lifted into the air and followed the established route towards the entrance of Containment-2935.

The screen in front of the agents was showing real-time images from the drone.

In the surrounding town, several woods and a few houses are burning;

In the distance, a large cloud of smoke rises above the international airport, and below it is a falling jet;

An apartment building to the west appears to have collapsed, but most of it is intact;

The entrance to Containment-2935 is farther away, on the other side of the mountain.

......

......

"Alright, let's go back first and wait for further orders from command. "

Captain Roy ordered.

Sixteen agents then returned to Site-81 for a brief rest while awaiting new orders.

It wasn't long before orders from Command came - to Site-19 and investigate.

However, no one except Agent Keller expected that this investigation mission would end here.

The agents walked on their way to the elevator room.

"Click-"

There was a crisp sound, and suddenly there was an unsettling sound on the road where there was no problem at all.

Everyone was stunned.

"What's going on?!"

Juno and Captain Roy reacted at the same time, looking around warily.

The next moment, the sirens suddenly sounded in the passage.

It's terrible.

"What's going on?!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Immediately afterward, they saw the heavy gate slowly close, blocking the road.

Even if he was as steady as Juno and Roy, his eyes were wide at this time, his pupils dilated, and he roared:

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

But no one will pay attention to them, and no one will pay attention to them.

With a heavy crash, the door closed.

Captain Juno raised his foot and kicked the steel door, but the latter did not move:

"What the fuck! I was thinking about going home early!"

"What's that?"

Carl pointed to a long strip on the ground not far away.

It looks like a bamboo rice or a mung bean paste-flavored popsicle.

Agent Keller explained:

"That's throwing out the energy cores that have depleted the fuel rods. The lights are out. "

It seemed as if waiting for his instructions.

As he uttered his last words, the lights in the entire corridor went out in an instant.

It was dark, without a glimmer of light, and nothing could be seen.

After a moment of darkness, more than a dozen pillars of light appeared in the deep ink, illuminating everyone's figures.

In the dark, the glow of the Tactical Flashlight is a source of peace of mind for all.

The two captains took turns to count, three times in a row, each time there were sixteen people.

No more, no less.

That's when I was relieved.

Captain Roy looked back, touched his chin anxiously, and casually clicked a few people:

"You, you, you, and you, keep the lights on, and the others turn off their flashlights. "

As soon as the words fell, the light in the entire passage dimmed a lot.

It doesn't have much impact, and you can see the environment in the corridor clearly, and you can distinguish the outlines of the dried corpses.

In the thriller, the scene of the resurrection of the deceased is not staged.

Colleagues from another world, still sleeping quietly, a group of babies who can never wake up.

Captain Roy finds Keller in the dark and pats him on the shoulder, causing him to shudder.

"What's going on?"

"This definitely triggered the emergency breakthrough protocol. "

Keller shook his head, telling the crowd the worst possible outcome.

The agents fell silent.

In fact, without Keller's statement, everyone knows that the meaning of this voice is very bad.

Having worked at Site-81 for so long, this siren has never been heard once.

As for the emergency breakthrough agreement.

A term that is clear to all Foundation staff.

Once triggered, and no one answers in a short period of time, it is closed with permission.

There will only be one result.

Nuclear explosion!

Several nuclear warheads embedded under Site-81.

will detonate at the same time after the specified time.

With the most violent explosions, extreme heat, unpredictable high pressures, and shock waves that exceed the limit.

Evaporate everything!

No matter how many people are still alive at this site, no matter how many containments are not transferred from this site, no matter how much valuable information is not uploaded from this site.

The top of the Foundation will choose to ignore it.

Let the nuclear warhead raze the entire site to the ground in an instant.

Ashes!

Of course, if the evil lizard is still alive, if it is not immortal, it is not damaged.

They will be the only survivors.

If you don't destroy the lizard, it will find a way to fuck the security personnel who come to contain it later.

Dr. Bright, after getting his new body, will jokingly recount the experience at the center of the nuclear explosion-

"Thank you, you're in the Foundation, you've just been blown up by a nuclear bomb, and you're in interest. "

There are not so many ifs.

If there were, the fifteen agents present except Keller would have chosen to do so if the emergency breach protocol had not been triggered.

The agents trotted down the road, trying to gain access to the main control room, the director's office, and even the containment sector.

But they were greeted only by a locked door.

- Shoots leave scratches, grenades leave larger scratches.

Agent Keller shook his head in the face of everyone's expectations:

"The door is locked...... I won't open the door with sesame seeds. "

A great writer once said that there is no road in the world, and when there are more people walking, it becomes a road.

Except for the current situation.

In the long, dark corridor, the sound of a rapid alarm stung everyone's eardrums

The agents moved forward, ran into a locked gate, and changed paths, but the results remained the same.

Eventually, they gave up.

Agent Keller took out his personal terminal, took off his gloves, and pressed the mini keyboard:

"Sorry, I'll try to send something out. "

The others didn't say anything, just watched him quietly.

The hell doesn't have a port to the Foundation's intranet.

Nor did they think that Keller would deliberately hide it in order to die together.

"Hey, Command, this is Keller. "

"Well, huh...... Nuclear weapons are triggered, and we are locked here. "

"And ......"

He looked at his teammates around him, waited for them to say his last words, and then relayed:

“...... Carl wants you to tell Anita that he loves her;"

“...... Daniels still has family in Florida, just tell them he's okay;"

“...... Roy still has kids, he said...... You get the idea. "

“......"

With that, Agent Keller seemed to be deflated, his bones drained, and he leaned limply against the cold steel.

Roy, Juno, Keller, Carr, Devon, Underwood, Allman, Alley......

The sixteen agents looked at each other and burst into laughter for some reason.

The rapid siren continued for a few more seconds, then the sound distorted and then suddenly disappeared.

Allman, who was tilting his head and shining a tactical flashlight on the megaphone, was suddenly confused, and turned his head to look at Captain Roy:

"The alarm is off?"

"No, it's just that the megaphone is dead. Keller laughed, "We're finished." "

"I-"

The words are not finished.

A white light flashed across the screen.

The picture is completely white.