The two people outside the door did not rush in aggressively despite the ricocheting bullets. Using the short ten seconds, Sofia quickly opened the mechanism hidden behind the closet. The two of them took the small elevator in the escape passage and descended to the basement of the villa.

The villa where Sofia lives has two basements. One of them is a garage for parking vehicles, facing the side door of the villa, and the other is the "safe house" in front of you which is more than 100 square meters. There are only two passages connecting this safe house to the outside world. In addition to the elevator that Ke Lan and the others took, there is another passage connecting to a hidden secret door in the corner of the garage.

The defense strength of this safe house was built completely according to the standards of the small vault on the Leviathan base. If one wants to break it open in a short period of time by violent means, only the heavy weapons banned on the Ark can do it. Even if equipment such as thermite or laser cutter is used, it is impossible to cut the wall open in less than ten or twenty minutes.

"Treat your wound first." After being locked in the elevator, Sofia helped Ke Lan sit on the only bed in the safe house, and then found an extra-large medical box from the cabinet.

Ke Lan looked around at the things in the safe house. Apart from the emergency supply box and weapon rack in the corner, dozens of surveillance screens took up most of the space on the wall...but at this time, the surveillance lines in the villa had already been cut off by the attackers, and all the screens were filled with black and white snowflakes.

"The shrapnel is a little deep... I have to cut your skin open." Sofia whispered, took out a small bottle of lidocaine hydrochloride from the medical box, and drew it into the syringe.

"I didn't expect that the eldest daughter of the Soma Group could do this?" Ke Lan couldn't help but say as she watched Zofia disinfect the wound and inject anesthetics very skillfully.

"I feel like you have a big prejudice against the upper class of the Ark." Zofia's tone was very calm, and she didn't show the kind of reaction that one would expect after being offended. She held a scalpel in one hand and gently cut open the skin around the wound, while she used tweezers to hold a cotton ball in the other hand to absorb the blood oozing from the wound.

"…This is not a question of prejudice or not." Ke Lan had to admit that Zofia's method of treating the wound was very good. He hardly felt any pain during the whole process. "Don't you find that the words 'upper class' come out of your mouth so naturally? When the Ark just set sail, there was no distinction between 'classes' on the Ark. Everyone was equal. But now, less than a thousand years later, this society has become like the old era again."

"Classes have always existed." Zofia found the two shrapnel embedded in the flesh and carefully pulled them out with tweezers. "Although people are not divided into different classes, their talents can be divided into different classes... The more capable they are, the more they should be rewarded."

"Although what you said is correct, it's not quite appropriate to use it here..." Ke Lan sighed, "Forget it, if we continue this topic, I'm afraid we'll end up arguing. Let's talk about it later when we're free."

"Do you think I'm that kind of unreasonable woman?" Sofia threw the bloody shrapnel into a metal tray, rinsed the wound with saline, sutured the wound with catgut, and applied a patch.

"Everyone has times when they don't want to be reasonable... Just like now, we can't reason with those guys who want to kill us." Ke Lan said, moving his right arm, jumping off the bed, and walking to the weapons rack in the corner.

"...Are you planning to rush out? I don't think there is any need to take risks. We can wait here until the rescue arrives, and then we will be safe." Zofia took off the blood-stained medical gloves on her hands and said to Ke Lan.

"My experience of exploring the ruins over the past few years has taught me a lesson," Ke Lan turned around and glanced at her, "As long as you have not completely lost your ability to move, you should never pin all your hopes on others."

After saying that, he picked out two bulletproof vests from the weapons rack and threw one of them to Zofia.

"But the risk is too great--" Before Zofia could finish her words, there was a sudden, teeth-grinding sound of metal friction coming from the secret door. As it got closer, there was another loud "bang", as if something heavy had hit it with great force, and even the door panel made of high-strength alloy was slightly deformed.

"See? Staying here is just waiting to die... As we all know, safe houses are never safe places." Ke Lan said, and his movements suddenly became faster. He stuffed two bulletproof plates into his bulletproof vest, and then picked out a Gauss assault rifle and hung it on his shoulder.

"Who did you hear this from?"

"I didn't hear it from anyone, but I came up with it myself... Let's not talk about anything else, just the safe houses that appear in those movies and TV shows, the so-called 'impregnable' protection measures, in the end, they are all as weak as paper..." Ke Lan stuffed all the magazines on the shelf into his pockets, and then put a protective mask with a gas filter box on his face.

"Bang! Bang!" The people outside the secret door were still banging on it. An obvious bulge had appeared on the inside of the door panel, and it seemed that it would not last much longer.

"Once the door is broken open, immediately shoot outside." Ke Lan returned the priceless pistol to Sofia, and used explosives to set up three booby traps behind the secret door.

But at this moment, the sound of knocking on the door disappeared.

"They... gave up?" Sofia raised the gun in both hands and asked Ke Lan with some confusion.

"I don't think so...it was almost knocked open..." Ke Lan shook her head.

"Hiss--" accompanied by a sharp sound, a spear head like a red-hot steel spike suddenly pierced through the door panel of the secret door. At the pierced position, the surrounding metal was melting rapidly, turning into red-hot iron dripping on the ground.

"This thing... the temperature must be at least one or two thousand degrees, right?" Ke Lan muttered, "If it is accidentally touched, the part that comes into contact with it will probably be vaporized directly..."

He turned around and saw a hint of fear on Sofia's face.

"Why, it looks like you know this thing?"

"Yes." Zofia nodded with some difficulty and replied, "This is the weapon of Gunzuo, one of the Six Samurai. Although his strength is weaker than Iran, he is a genuine level 7 cyborg anyway... I never thought that the Arasaka Group would actually send out one of the Six Samurai..."

"Why wouldn't they? Since they are determined to kill people, they must send out strong enough forces to be safe." Ke Lan raised the gun, aiming intently at the secret door that was melting bit by bit, and asked in a low voice.

"If the attackers were only the 'ninjas' under the club, as long as the Arasaka Group refused to admit the crime afterwards, no one could say that the assassins were definitely from Arasaka based on a very common 'Hannya' tattoo... But the Six Samurai are different. They are too famous. Sending the Six Samurai to assassinate is equivalent to the Arasaka Group directly declaring war on us... or even..."

"It's even equivalent to declaring war on the Ark." Ke Lan took over the conversation, "Especially for such a despicable method as assassinating the heir. If the evidence is proven, the Arasaka Group will be directly removed from the official list and all the core members will be exiled... But then again, if they didn't leave anyone alive and destroyed all the evidence, who would know that the Six Samurai were involved in this assassination?"

"Swish, swish, swish--" The red-hot gun tip began to move, and in less than twenty seconds, a two-meter square cut appeared on the secret door.

Ke Lan and Zofia pulled the trigger at the same time, and electromagnetic bullets in the shape of steel needles poured out from the incision like a rainstorm, but the only response they got was the clanging sound of metal collisions.

A tall, armed warrior with a gun leaped in through the incision, despite the firepower of the two of them.

This man was wearing a blue armor that was very similar in shape to the "Dangshi Gisaeng" of ancient Japan in the old era. However, if one looked a little more carefully, one could find that it was not an armor at all, but a part of the body of this biochemically modified warrior.

These armor plates were embedded directly into his body. Judging from the gloss and texture alone, it could be determined that the Nino alloy content of these "parts" reached an astonishing proportion. Even electromagnetic bullets could hardly leave any traces on them.

In his hand, he held a nearly three-meter-long spear, the tip of which still emitted a hot orange-red dark light. At the end of the spear was a cable covered with scaly armor, connected to an interface at the lumbar spine.

"The energy supply for his spear comes from the micro reactor in his body. As long as the cable is cut, the high temperature at the tip of the spear will disappear." Zofia whispered behind Ke Lan.

"...It's useless even if we interrupt. A level 7 cyborg...even without any weapons, can easily tear the two of us apart with their bare hands." Ke Lan said with a wry smile.

"Then...what should we do?" Sofia bit her lip hard and asked unwillingly.

"I can't do anything... The weapons we have can't even break through the defense... There are no vital parts on the body of a biochemically modified person. Important organs like the brain, heart, or reactor are all under the most stringent protection. If we could penetrate them, we would have killed him long ago..."

Gun Zuo didn't say anything. The pair of electronic eyes under his helmet had locked onto Ke Lan and Zofia who had retreated to the corner from the very beginning. He raised his gun and walked towards them step by step.

"It seems... we are really dead this time." Ke Lan said. He subconsciously stood in front of Zofia, although he knew that it was useless to do so. The spear would only pierce through him first and then Zofia's body, nailing the two of them to the wall like a string of candied haws...

Oh, no... they had no chance of being pierced by the spear. The spear tip, with a temperature of several thousand degrees, could easily carbonize human flesh without even direct contact. When they were really pierced, their bodies would probably shatter into a pile of charred powder like a thin piece of chocolate wafer biscuit.

A delicate and slender hand reached out from behind Ke Lan and held his hand tightly. Ke Lan could clearly feel that Zofia's hand was soaked with sweat, and a sticky and slippery feeling came from the palm of his hand...

"Does this guy really have no weaknesses...weaknesses...weaknesses..."

Ke Lan's brain was working frantically, but he couldn't think of any countermeasures that could help the situation... This time, he was really forced into a desperate situation...

"Weakness... Zofia seemed to have said that a miniature bomb was implanted in the brains of the Six Samurai... This measure is to ensure their absolute loyalty..."

"But... I have no way to detonate this bomb now... Even if I had a computer that could hack into the Six Samurai's neural network, it would be too late..."

"If the Six Samurai rebel, and if it happens suddenly... how can their master detonate this bomb?"

Ke Lan felt as if he had caught a glimmer of opportunity, just like a drowning person waving his hands randomly and just happened to grab a straw floating on the water.

"If the Arasaka Group is really colluding with that heretical sect..."

"If the top executives of the Arasaka Group are followers of that sect..."

"If... the other 'successor' is the master of these six warriors..."

No matter what the result is, he has to give it a try... Giving it a try is always better than doing nothing.

Ke Lan shuddered suddenly, and he suddenly stood up straight, staring at the approaching gun, his lips slightly parted.

Just like the whispers of a nightmare echoing in his mind, the words carried supreme majesty and an irresistible sense of oppression... Although no sound came out of Ke Lan's mouth or throat, he still "spoke" the sentence completely.

This is the language used by the Alpha civilization... Although this is only the second time Ke Lan has actively used this language, he does not feel awkward at all, as if this is his real mother tongue...

He said, "I command you to die."

Qiang Zuo's steps stopped, and the tall transformed warrior stopped there like a machine that had been cut off from the power supply. His arms were still stiff, maintaining the posture of holding the gun, but the tip of the gun had returned to its original iron gray color.

A smell of burnt protein wafted over, and sticky black blood overflowed from under the electronic eye on the left side of the gun and dripped onto the armor on the chest.

He is dead.