Chapter 28: No Mission, No Target

"Baby, what's wrong with you!"

Amid the chaos, there were panicked shouts from the parents of those children.

However, all they got in response were the indifferent little faces and the bodies flying around like discarded trash.

All the pedestrians in their way were kicked far away by these cold - hearted children with punches and kicks, whether they were the children's parents, relatives, or just passers - by.

"Got you!"

An elderly bodyguard with graying temples quickly grabbed a little girl by the legs. He rolled with her, tripped her, and then pressed her tightly under him, not caring at all that the gun originally carried at his waist had been flung far away.

"Obstacle! Eliminate!"

What responded to him was a tender fist. Swung by an equally tender arm, the fist slammed hard into his chest.

"Cough... cough..."

Scarlet blood mixed with air bubbles from the shattered chest cavity turned into blood foam that trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He grinned carelessly, his hands tightly clasped together.

"What great strength..."

"Obstacle, eliminate!"

The little girl got up expressionlessly, dragging the body that was still tightly clutching her calf, and walked towards the minibus guarded by everyone.

"Help!!"

Inspired by the example of the senior, with a loud roar, those who had been guarding the minibus rushed towards the approaching group of children one by one. They used their bodies to tightly restrain the targets.

However, such restraints seemed extremely weak against the crazy strength that didn't seem human.

Somehow, Song Han was the only one left in the carriage.

After Song Han sent out the command on his phone, a swarm of drones quickly rushed over. Large black nets were launched from the cannons on the drones.

Under the control of Jian'an in Beijing, a thousand kilometers away, and with the commands relayed through the signal - relay vehicle, the drones started to fly around continuously, launching one net after another.

"Obstacle! Eliminate! Obstacle! Eliminate!"

The great strength that seemed capable of tearing tigers and leopards apart became useless in front of these thin black nets.

As they struggled, the nets tightened and wrapped them up, leaving only the unconscious children wriggling on the ground but unable to break free, muttering incoherently.

Song Han struggled to get out of his wheelchair and crawled out of the carriage step by step. Ignoring the blood flowing freely on the ground and bypassing the bodyguard in front of him whose blood was gushing out, he crawled towards the only target that was still standing and struggling, looking like a ghost in his blood - stained clothes.

"Ultra - high - molecular - weight polyethylene fiber. You're so powerful, aren't you? Come on!"

What responded to him was a pair of feet dropping from the sky as the child jumped.

In the restricted state, this was one of the few ways for the child to attack.

However, with the child's body weighing less than 30 kilograms and being restricted and unable to exert full force, such an attack was unlikely to cause instant death. 

He'd been careless and hadn't dodged!

A flash of regret crossed his mind. His face red from being stomped on by the two feet, Song Han gasped for breath as he hugged the child's legs. He forcefully twisted and pressed down on the child's body. With the child's continuous struggling, his own body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was restraining a wild beast. He roared, "Who are you! Why do you want to kill me!"

"Pests, eliminate! Chaos, nullify!"

All he got in response was the unconscious mumbling.

"So I'm a pest? Then what about you!

I just came back for a look! I have no mission! No target!

What does it matter to me who rules the human world a hundred years from now!

What kind of chaos have I caused that makes you so persistent in coming after me!!"

"Speak up! Speak up!"

No one paid attention to Song Han's indignant roars. As if realizing they couldn't break free from the restraints, those who had been wriggling around all stopped moving one by one and just lay still on the ground.

"You can't kill me! Just wait for me to come and kill you!"

Song Han stared silently through the black net at the tender face with closed eyes beneath him, his face ashen.

He turned his head and looked at the apocalyptic scene around him.

In the city center in 2004, a group of crazy children attacked a heavily-guarded motorcade. 

Although there were no modern weapons involved, the terrifying strength of these kids had made the current situation as bad as a local war.

Scattered bodies and abandoned guns were everywhere. There was no doubt that this would be a world - shocking news story.

The WZ - 10 attack helicopters that had descended from the sky hovered back and forth over the empty street. The black muzzles of their guns and their huge fuselages intimidated and drove away the people who were trying to gather. 

Teams of fully - armed privates were lowered by ropes from the hovering helicopters to the scene and began to seal off the streets.

Somehow, Liu Qian limped up to Song Han. She didn't bother to wipe the hair that was stuck to her cheek after being soaked in blood and stared at Song Han with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Where's Wang Wei?"

"Dead!"

"What about Director Zhou?"

"Also dead!"

Song Han looked up at her. "I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Liu Qian's gaze was rather complex. "Why aren't you dead!"

Recalling all that had happened since his rebirth, scenes of bloodshed flashed through his mind. Compared with the current scene, the battlefield a hundred years later, with the roaring of cannons and the criss - crossing death rays, seemed like a more refined picture.

At least on that battlefield, you didn't have to face the blood - soaked bodies directly. Whether it was the large - caliber kinetic weapons or the ultra - high - temperature plasma and energy weapons, none of them would leave a single trace of the victims.

Song Han looked at Liu Qian calmly and said lightly, "If you want to, you can kill me right now. I don't mind starting over again."

Song Han's calm words made Liu Qian's eyes flicker. She stared at Song Han silently for a long time before turning around to help the injured.

At this time, teams of soldiers in olive - green uniforms were also rushing over from afar.

First - aid efforts, shouts, and the street - sealing operation quickly turned the once - tragic scene into the past.

This city that had stood for a hundred years also experienced its first - ever street - sealing in its new century.

"Hello, I'm your new contact person. You can just call me Lao Li."

"How are those kids?"

"There are a total of fifty - four children. Except for a few with dislocated joints, none of them were seriously injured or died. Most of them just had muscle strains." 

"How many people died?"

"A total of 46 civilians who were accidentally injured and the parents of the children on the street at that time died, and 32 were seriously injured."

"What about the escort team?"

"Including Liu Qian, 12 people were seriously injured, mostly with mechanical fractures."

"What about the others?"

"They're all dead."

Lao Li described the situation very calmly.

"They are all real soldiers. Although they had more direct ways to deal with the situation at the scene, they all chose rather irrational actions."

"Based on your feedback and description, the previous attack incidents were mainly individual 'lone - wolf' attacks. But today's incident obviously goes beyond the concept of a terrorist attack."

Seeing Song Han's silence, Lao Li wasn't surprised. He gave a faint smile.

"It's obvious that you made some preparations for this conflict. But sometimes, things don't happen as we wish.

Did you have a premonition that this attack would be a group event?"

Lying on the hospital bed, Song Han didn't say a word, just silently shook his head.

"Can you tell me about those drones you prepared? The net - launcher and the unused electric - shock launcher?

You really live up to being the only verified reborn person. The concepts behind these simple gadgets are so refreshing.

How did you achieve such precise control over so many machines?

Judging from the scope of application of these things, they are obviously more advanced than the technology of this era."

Song Han lay on the hospital bed and took a deep breath.

"It's a swarm - type drone collaborative control system. If you need it, you can directly ask Jian'an to generate it.

There are no restrictions on the use of artificial intelligence on my part."