"Stagehand! Stagehand! Report the situation outside!"
"Everything's normal on the outer line!"
"Everything's normal on the inner line!"
"The target has exposed themselves voluntarily. Stay vigilant! Pay attention to any abnormal behavior of all the young teenagers in the venue!
Evacuate in advance!
Note, we're going to escort the target out now!"
As Song Han finished signing, the reporters and media in the venue swarmed forward.
"Kid Song Han! Kid Song Han! Can you tell us about your parents and family?"
"Mr. Song Han, Mr. Song Han, may I ask your real age?
Are you an adult?"
"Mr. Song Han, how did you injure your legs?
Do you know anything about the semiconductor industry?"
Song Han's actions made Wang Wei and Liu Qian, who had been watching from the sidelines, turn pale with shock!
The two of them stepped forward to protect Song Han on either side. Ignoring the astonished looks of the people present, with the help of the on - site security guards, they roughly pushed aside all the onlookers and quickly wheeled Song Han towards the door, leaving the people on the podium looking at each other in bewilderment.
As the group quickly reached the door, Song Han suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly to the people in the venue, "I'll be back!"
"What shell?"
"Seems like it's: I like shells?"
The representative of Laura beside him also reacted upon hearing the reporters' questions. He looked at Song Han's signature on the document in confusion and asked Zhang Jing and the others, "What's the real age of your boss? Is his signature legally binding?"
Director Zhou beside him seemed to recall something. He nervously took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
"According to the contract, the contract amount will be transferred to your side on time within seven working days."
With that, he snatched the contract from the other person's hand, stuffed it into Luo Xiang's arms, and quickly chased after Song Han.
"Do you know what you're doing!"
Inside the car, Director Zhou stared at Song Han with a grim expression.
"For your security plan and information safety, all people with the same name as yours across the country have been forced to change their names. Even names composed of these two characters won't appear on any piece of paper! Whether it's from the past, present, or future! Not a single one!
All the people who know about your existence are at least 40 years old! All the reporters present have been pre - screened, and they won't leak a single photo of you.
But what happened?
You exposed yourself today! And in front of so many media reporters!
Have you forgotten the safety rules you set yourself?!
The command center shouldn't have agreed to let you come for the signing!"
As he wiped the sweat off his forehead, Director Zhou kept making phone calls.
"Change the route. Go to the garrison of the military. They've made an urgent arrangement there. All the sergeants - major have been assembled separately to form a new security battalion!"
"Why only summon the sergeants - major?"
"A military camp is permanent while soldiers come and go like flowing water. Except for non - commissioned officers, there aren't any privates in the country over 40!"
"But according to the security defense regulations, apart from me and Liu Qian, no one under 40 is allowed to be involved in the target's security defense work.
Aren't there quite a few sergeants - major under forty?"
"There's no time! There weren't many people to start with. If we exclude the sergeants - major, we won't even be able to form a full company!"
In contrast to everyone's nervousness, Song Han seemed rather expectant. He turned his head and said, "Wasn't the expert group never convinced about my background? Why are you all so tense this time?"
Hearing this, Director Zhou beside him sneered. "Not only are they not convinced about your background, but now two more mental disorders, anxiety disorder and obsessive - compulsive disorder, have been added to your medical records!
However, this doesn't affect the setup of your security defense work!"
He pointed at the motorcades in front and behind expressionlessly. "Currently, all the security and defense work around you and your family costs at most one million units of currency per day. But the foreign exchange you transfer to the country every day is equivalent to forty million units of currency in the domestic market!"
A family with the means to store ice doesn't need to raise livestock. The country wishes there were more people like you to contribute to national defense construction!
You have no idea how much of a stir 'Jian'an' caused in the Academy of Sciences some time ago. The top leadership has issued a strict order to ensure your absolute safety at all costs!
There's only one 'Jian'an', but with you, there can be countless 'Jian'ans!"
Song Han turned his head and calmly looked at the CCTA signal relay vehicle and the two container semi - trailers following the motorcade. "Hiding every day isn't the life I want! No matter who they are, I'll never be content in this lifetime if I don't show my mettle once!"
As his voice faded, the rumbling sound of rotors came from outside the car. Song Han opened the window and turned to look. Several huge helicopters were flying in tandem with the motorcade in the sky.
"You're being suicidal!"
Wang Wei quickly pulled Song Han back into the car and hurriedly closed the bullet - proof window.
Song Han pointed at the roof of the vehicle and asked in confusion, "Is that a new aircraft model? I heard it just had its maiden flight not long ago. How come it has already been deployed now?"
"The material calculation and software self-adaptive generation technologies of Jian'an have solved the problems of control schemes for composite materials and avionics systems. Now, the new aircraft model has entered the stage of large-scale production and application."
As Director Zhou finished speaking, the motorcade suddenly came to a halt with a screeching of brakes.
"What's going on?"
"Report, there are people blocking the road ahead!"
"Charge through!"
"We can't, sir. They're all kids!"
"Damn it!"
Director Zhou grabbed the walkie - talkie, opened the car door, and quickly got out.
"Team one, get off and clear the road!"
"Ahh!!"
What responded to him was a shrill scream.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"
Starting with that shrill scream, roars of enemy attack kept resounding.
"Shoot! Why aren't you shooting!!"
"Baby, baby, my dear, what's wrong with you!"
"Shoot! Shoot!"
Director Zhou leaned against the car body and kept roaring into the walkie - talkie.
But apart from the shrill screams, there was not a single gunshot coming from the walkie - talkie.
"Damn it!"
Director Zhou somehow took out a pistol and rushed forward quickly. But after just a few steps, he froze in place.
There were pairs of calm and indifferent eyes. With their cute outfits, chubby cheeks, and the blood dripping and staining their tender faces, Director Zhou felt a chill in his heart.
At this moment, he finally understood the real meaning of the words "People under 40 have no future".
"Song Han."
"Hmm?"
"Find a way to get out of here on your own!"
Bang...
Director Zhou's bulky body flew backwards at a speed that didn't seem to belong to him. Finally, he slammed into the windshield of the minibus with a loud noise.
He turned his head with difficulty. His already sparse hair was even more messily scattered everywhere. His blood - red eyes stared blankly at Song Han in the carriage who hadn't reacted yet.
"Go!!!"
Song Han turned his head through the window and looked around. Somehow, within dozens of meters around the motorcade, there were rows of cold - looking little faces.
"Pests! Eliminate! Chaos! Nullify! Lock on the target! Lock on the target!"
"Wang Wei?"
"Wh - wh - what?"
The strange scene in front of him made Wang Wei's response hesitant.
He was holding a 9 - millimeter - caliber Type 92 semi - automatic pistol, but his hand just couldn't muster the strength to turn off the safety.
"Don't you think the scene in front of you seems familiar?"
Looking through the window at the tender faces standing in a circle outside the car, it was very similar to the final battle scene in *The Matrix* where Neo faced those repetitive faces.
Song Han looked up at the blood - red eyes on the windshield, took out his phone, and calmly said, "Jian'an, activate the active safety mode!"
Suddenly, the containers of the two semi - trailers that had been following the motorcade burst open. A number of strange drones, each about one cubic meter in size and looking like toy cars with exposed wires, slowly rose into the air as their rotors spun.
Bang... Bang... Bang...
With the roars of the compressed - air cannons, large black nets were launched towards the targets.
"Pests! Eliminate! Chaos! Eliminate!"