Chapter 1553 - 507: The Fuse Is Burning, The Fuse Is Burning_2

Chapter 1553: Chapter 507: The Fuse Is Burning, The Fuse Is Burning_2

"No longer."

Miles now gets very annoyed when he hears Lin Miao’s name. While she does not deny Lin Miao’s abilities, Lin Miao, like her subordinates, is far beyond Miles’ control.

Compared to such uncontrollable individuals, Song Zhaomei, who is more obedient, is a more suitable weapon for her.

"Understood."

Song Zhaomei did not continue to inquire but responded directly. At that same moment

Bang!

The bulletproof glass of the President’s Office suddenly exploded, and a bullet grazed Miles’ face and hit the wall.

"Who is it!"

A soldier by background, Miles was not terrified but, in his anger, swiftly retreated behind the desk and pulled a handgun from the drawer.

After all, this is the White House, heavily guarded outside, and the office design should not allow a suitable shooting angle.

From the sound, it seemed the bulletproof window on the left side exploded, indicating the assassin had reached the lawn outside.

However, Miles was not worried about his safety. Not mentioning the numerous bodyguards in the White House and the three-digit stationed soldiers, there was also a major weapon beside him.

Intense gunfire erupted outside the window, indicating the security forces had already engaged with the attacker.

"Zhaomei, eliminate them!"

Miles didn’t need to speak. Song Zhaomei’s prosthetic eyes had turned crimson, and her bare prosthetic body started to glow red, signaling danger, and her whole demeanor appeared ferocious.

Miles was somewhat surprised; was it really that difficult to deal with a small squad of attackers?

"President Miles."

A few security personnel rushed into the office, escorted Miles out of the room, leaving Song Zhaomei unattended.

"Quickly, to the underground shelter?"

"What? Who are the enemies, and how many?"

Miles sensed the situation wasn’t as he predicted; the attackers seemed tough opponents.

A bodyguard led Miles while speaking

"The attackers are wearing military technology combat suits, but their equipment is registered with the European Community, and it seems they are the same group who previously attacked Horizon Corporation’s Lin Miao."

During Lin Miao’s time in Washington, not only did the companies from New America want him dead, but Europe’s assassination attempts on him never ceased, although those individuals were essentially eliminated.

"But weren’t they dead?"

Miles instinctively sensed something was wrong.

The bodyguard quickly replied

"Details are unclear, but there is a very powerful hacker or AI behind the attackers this time...."

Miles was shocked and realized something immediately.

"What did you say?!"

Outside the White House, corpses lay everywhere.

The bodyguard soldiers responsible for guarding the White House were writhing in pain on the ground, unable to resist the attackers.

In theory, the White House’s defenses should never be susceptible to hacker attacks because while on duty, they are forcibly disconnected from the network, and personnel are randomly selected to prevent hacking, using only basic walkie-talkies instead of internal channels.

Only if a top-notch hacker had been lurking within the White House for over a year, knowing the identity of all security personnel intimately, while also planting traps in their systems in advance, even when offline, could activate the Demonic Puppet through optical signals captured by prosthetic eyes.

On the lawn, seven to eight soldiers in military technology combat suits were walking step by step towards the White House gate, their movement stiff, eyes vacant, resembling living dead.

Yet after the perimeter defenses utterly collapsed, they didn’t immediately enter the White House but rather grabbed an adjacent, still-alive bodyguard, pulling a data cable from their palm and inserting it into the guard’s neck.

When the mysteries of human nerve signals were unlocked, allowing free conversion between electrical and chemical signals, brain nerves could control prosthetic bodies to manipulate entire body movements, signifying that this process could be reversed to artificially control a person’s body.

European Community subdued protest marches through lazy methods, disabling bodies using backdoor programs rather than faking neural signals through commonly installed neural interface devices to control their physical bodies, as the computational power needed was exceedingly high and not worthwhile.

Hackers typically control a few individuals at most, mediocre ones can only control limbs, and those who can manage double-digit personnel are top hackers, yet Miles’ attempt succeeded; he created a true monster.

The bodyguard accessed by the data cable had his eyes turn crimson like Song Zhaomei’s, and after several breaths stood up sluggishly, picking up his own gun from the ground.

But his gun no longer targeted the invaders, instead allowing them to enter the White House, while he approached other bodyguards lying on the ground.

Theoretically, at such times, a physical body is better than a prosthetic body because once a person experiences brain death, many organ systems cease functioning, and even neural electric signals would at most cause muscle spasms, rather than revival.

But prosthetics are different; even if you die, as long as there is input of electric signals, they can move.

In the sky, hovercars from news stations that received word were arriving, and the journalists immediately filmed this plague-like red-eye phenomenon and remarked in horror on camera.

"My heavens, I cannot believe what I am seeing. Those soldiers in military technology suits uploaded something to the president’s bodyguards, and then they stood up."