Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 195 Chu Xuan and Chu Xuan

Night falls, the starlight is dim, and the wind seems to be blocked from breathing.

Chu Xuan is lonely.

Ever since his father died, he no longer harbored the naive delusion that there was another person in the world who could understand him.

He stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the mundane wisdom, controlling, cracking, transcending, and destroying. Everything he did was a denial of his own existence.

He has always been just a tool, a tool without any emotions.

Tools do not need to be recognized and understood, nor do they need companions.

Now, another 1:1 complete replication tool has appeared.

This gave him some hope.

A gentle breeze blew gently the dark ribbons hanging on the edge of the chessboard.

"You're here."

"I am coming."

A brief conversation, and then continued in silence.

Chu Xuan was sitting in front of a small coffee table and looked up at the man in front of him.

The same indifferent expression, the same ordinary face, and the same very ordinary plain glasses on the nose.

This is his replica.

This is another Chu Xuan, another tool.

"Please sit down." Chu Xuan looked at the man who looked like him, his expression still calm and indifferent.

The clone of Chu Xuan looked down at Chu Xuan, looking down on him.

There was only a chessboard between the two of them, nothing else.

No spectators, no referees.
No armor, no traps.

It is so simple, as if dreaming back to thousands of years ago, when ancient chess masters played against each other, and a single game decided life and death.

It was oppressive and silent, with only the faint rumble of thunder in the distance, foreshadowing the coming storm.

Finally, the replica spoke first.

"You have all our intelligence and planned the layout of a city in advance."

"Nuclear bomb, Umbrella, Red Queen."

"But I want to tell you that no matter how you achieved all these advantages."

"It's all in vain."

"The Zhongzhou team can't beat the Demon team."

"Our thinking logic is the same, and you also understand that if there is no chance of winning, I will not start this team battle." Chu Xuan's tone was calm and without any anger.

"Thirty percent." The clone was like an iceberg whose top was hard to see, and the words were like the cold wind blowing off the iceberg.

“Even less.”

Chu Xuan remained silent, as if agreeing with this statement.

"There's no point in delaying time. Your strategy with the highest chance of winning is to kill the newcomer directly and have a head-on battle with us." The clone Chu Xuan said coldly.

"If you adopt such tactics, even with our superior combat power, we won't be able to completely stop you from killing ordinary team members."

"In the end, there's a 30% chance that we'll have a draw thanks to our scoring advantage."

"But you didn't use the most effective tactics, and instead resorted to something as cliché as Tian Ji's horse race. Why is that?"

"What does it take to win, and what does it take to lose?" Chu Xuan pointed at the chessboard in front of him, his expression as calm as a lake, without any ripples, and even the initial fluctuations could not be detected.

"When I was three, my father taught me Go to train my brain, but after only a month, even the most outstanding Go masters in the country were no match for me."

"Later, I developed a Go AI to play against me. I realized that it was impossible for humans to defeat machines."

"AI plays chess differently from humans. There are no fixed patterns, theorems, or chess records. In the eyes of AI, Go is just a boring game that focuses on winning."

Weird, counterintuitive, and against the principles of chess.

Taking off the top in places where it seems that it should never be taken off.

Give up a piece in a place where it seems impossible to give up a piece.

And place the pieces in the ethereal middle of the board.

There are also some classic vulgar and bad moves that seem to have become reasonable and brilliant moves in AI.

This is so similar to myself.

"Although Go is endless, it is ultimately just a game of computing power." The clone Chu Xuan sat down and picked up a black chess piece and placed it in front of him.

"This kind of game is still too monotonous for us."

"Besides, our victory or defeat is not on the chessboard, but outside it."

The meaning of the clone Chu Xuan was very clear. No matter what method Chu Xuan used to drag him here, the trend of the Demon Team could not be reversed. It was just a matter of how much it would cost to wipe out Zhongzhou.

Besides, he didn't care about the life or death of anyone except Zheng Zha.

"Really?" Chu Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was mocking himself.

You see, no one can ever understand you.

Everyone treats you like a super-brained monster or a mechanical component.

Even another self cannot understand you.

Chu Xuan slowly shook his head again, using a silent denial, as if to discard certain thoughts: "The victory or defeat between us will be decided on the chessboard."

The replica couldn't understand his insistence, and at the same time analyzed the possibility of his insistence, and finally nodded: "Okay."

"You haven't unlocked the fourth-level gene lock yet. Your brain computing power is probably more than five times greater than mine."

"Then, how many pieces do you need to give up?" The revived Chu Xuan asked as a matter of course without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Then start to move.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snap again.

He placed three pieces.

"I'll give it to you, my third son." The clone Chu Xuan said without any warmth.

It's not sarcasm, contempt, or arrogance. It's just the most rational judgment based on the strength of both sides.

Chu Xuan was not embarrassed or angry by the humiliation, and his face remained calm.

He understood what the clone meant. The Demon Team could give up Tom, Amya and himself, but they would still be able to defeat Zhongzhou.

"I see. It seems that we have really been underestimated." Chu Xuan's tone remained calm, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Blue electric light flashed on his body, and the three black spots were turned into powder.

"No need to give in, let's get started." He rejected the clone's kindness and said lightly.

Judging from what he meant, it seemed that he wanted the clone Chu Xuan to play black first.

In Go, when the black player makes the first move, he needs to stick to the target. This is a way to balance the advantage of going first.

Of course, the Go they were playing at the moment did not require handicap points, and what they were counting was not the number of live pieces on the board, but the huge chessboard that spanned the entire Raccoon City.

The clone Chu Xuan's eyebrows twitched slightly, then closed.

His original body should have no chance of winning.

But why did they dare to let him make the first move?

Although his brain was constantly calculating, analyzing and cracking, the clone Chu Xuan made his move without any hesitation.

It's as if it has been thought about a million times.

There was a crisp sound.

Place the piece on the Tianyuan position.

As the sound of "bang" came into my ears, there were successive explosions outside the window and the screams of Umbrella fighters.

"Now that the war has started, you have no chance." said the clone.

The dark clouds began to move faster, the war began, and the Demon Team began to attack the Umbrella base.

Chu Xuan and Zhongzhou's lives have entered a countdown.

"I don't think so." Countless thoughts surged in his mind, but they eventually turned into one.

Three three, star position.

That moment.

A huge pressure like the deep sea was gushing out from a distant place, pouring over this chaotic room, obscuring the stars and the moon in the sky.

Quiet.

Repressed.

Stagnant weight.

The concept of time disappears on this chessboard, and the icy magic freezes everything that can flow.

A feeling of dizziness came over me, and the night sky outside the window seemed to have turned into Van Gogh's "Starry Night", spinning magically.

There were also bursts of tinnitus, the faint sound of rockets roaring, and the sound of helicopter blades cutting through the air seemed to be right next to my ears.

Consciousness gradually sank into a sea of ​​nothingness.
A drop of sweat fell from his chin and landed on the chessboard.

Chu Xuan opened his eyes, sweat dripping down his hair, but he didn't care about anything else. Instead, he stared straight at the chessboard in front of him.

Before he knew it, he had already made seventeen moves, and he was holding the white pieces but still couldn't make a move.

He hesitated. He hesitated after only making the seventeenth move.

Should you choose a sharp attack on the border star or a solid and strong town?

"It shouldn't be like this," he said.

In his calculations, several gears were stuck by small pieces of sand and gravel, making noises that prevented them from working.

The computing power was completely suppressed.

"Is this your ability and destiny?" Chu Xuan raised his head, his eyes seeming to penetrate the heart of the clone.

The clone did not answer, and continued its attack like a surging tide.

Impeccable.

The night wind blew across the sky above Raccoon City. The powerful wind pressure, accompanied by an indissoluble bloody smell, pushed over, as if a storm eye was roaring in the sky.

The sounds of fighting outside became more intense, as if they had entered a stalemate stage of close combat.

But this is just one battlefield, what about the rest of the battlefields?

unknown.

Whether the situation develops as expected.

It is also unknown.

All the pressure comes from the guy on the opposite side, who uses the most natural, simple and rustic tactics to continuously compress his own space.

Is this what it feels like to compete with another self?

Chu Xuan suddenly wanted to laugh, the kind of laughter of joy and excitement that was about to burst out from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling is very familiar.

That was the sign of the awakening of the inner demon in the previous world under the infusion of the Supreme Heaven.

In the mental world, Chu Xuan stood in front of the door of evolution.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The dull knocking sound continued to ring out, and the whole door rustled and shook, as if it was about to shatter.

However, the person knocking on the door was not Chu Xuan who was standing in front of the door.

Rather, it comes from inside the door.

His inner demons were knocking on the door.
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five minutes ago.

The members of the Devil Team finally arrived outside the Umbrella Corporation building after rushing.

This time can be regarded as their most embarrassing one among the recent horror movie entries, except for the battle with the gods.

Because the number of Green Goblin skateboards was limited, one was given to Zheng Zha, one was given to Francois to let him follow Zheng Zha, and the other was given to Chu Xuan.

The remaining few people were unable to ride together, fearing that they would be too heavy and too slow and be knocked down from the sky by the Zhongzhou team.

I thought that this world was a modern society and that it would be no problem to find a car for transportation, but I didn't expect that the EMP produced by the nuclear explosion would directly lead to the complete destruction of all cars in half of the city.

In the end, Tom had to spare some energy to scan, and the Demon Team was able to steal a still intact school bus from a basement and slowly drive towards the Umbrella Corporation headquarters in the city center.

Along the way, the number of zombies gradually increased. Although Tom gritted his teeth and used a small range of mental scanning to try his best to avoid the zombie hordes.

But there are satellites in the sky and Red Queen on the ground, and the Demon Team cannot fly at high speed, so there is no way to avoid the dense surveillance in the sky and on the ground.

Moreover, under the control and guidance of the Umbrella, countless zombies and zombie dogs, lickers and other BOWs kept chasing and biting them.

Although the Demon Team is powerful and is not afraid of such a tide of zombies, they are still annoyed by this endless and sticky "fly flow".

After they had shuttled through various buildings and underground passages, made a long detour, and finally broke through the zombie tide and escaped the surveillance of Umbrella, they put on disguises and arrived at the intersection of Mission Street and Belfitte Street.

When they climbed a tall building to check the terrain ahead, they were all shocked by the scene before them. "Hey, this is not a joke!"

"Won't the Zhongzhou team bring half the Marines?"

"I think it's more than that. Umbrella's entire stock of BOW is here. It's pretty atrocious."

The Umbrella headquarters located in the center of Raccoon City has been attacked and experienced an earthquake. The originally luxurious building has been half collapsed into ruins. Coupled with the surging tide of zombies, it is even more doomsday than the end of the world.

But right there on that street, there were more than a thousand armed soldiers setting up camp, laying trenches and establishing a defense line.

More than ten trackers, dozens of large lickers and more than a hundred small lickers were patrolling everywhere.

Of course, there is also the endless sea of ​​zombies crowding outside.

However, the six members of the Demon Team looked at the huge army. Some were wary, some had a headache, but they did not fear or retreat.

Not a trace, they seemed to be accustomed to such scenes.

“There are too many of them!”

Tom closed his eyes and scanned with his mental power and said.

He is still in a tug of war with the psychic of the Zhongzhou team. Now neither of them can do anything to the other and they both seem to be exhausted.

In order to suppress him/her, Tom's mental scanning range was less than one-tenth. Amiya was a little better than him, but the two of them together could only cover at most one-fifth of Raccoon City.

Moreover, the Umbrella Building opposite was shielded by the psychics of the Zhongzhou team, causing them to have no idea what was going on inside.

"There are a thousand of them within my perception alone. Tanks, armored vehicles, helicopter gunships! Motorcycle infantry! They're everywhere!"

The Demon Team was in even greater trouble. Dechai, a Southeast Asian, clasped his hands together and muttered a prayer to the sky, "Lord God, you have given all the power in the biochemical crisis to the Zhongzhou Team."

"Private armed forces, biochemical monsters, and even nuclear bombs have been given to me. I can't think of any other advantages I can gain in this world."

"Lord God, you favor this team too much."

At the end of his speech, his tone was inevitably filled with deep resentment.

Newcomer Frodo frowned slightly, his face full of doubt. "I heard that Chu Xuan is the most intelligent person among the seventeen teams. It was thanks to his scheming that we were able to escape the team battle with the Celestials."

"But why are we at a complete disadvantage in this team battle with Zhongzhou?"

"That's really strange. I heard his real body is also in the Zhongzhou team. Could it be that the pirated version can't beat the genuine one?"

His voice was not noticeable in the noisy environment, but as soon as he said this, everyone stopped talking and stared at Frodo with unfriendly eyes.

Because the demon team is made up of clones, they are theoretically what Frodo calls pirated goods.

"Shh!" Tom's pupils dilated instantly, a trace of fear flashed across his face, and he immediately warned: "Do you want Chu Xuan to hear it?"

"Frodo, although the Demon Team is no longer operating in the naked farming model like before, it still follows the law of the jungle. The weak still have no right to survive!"

"If you want to survive, you must at least respect two people, one of whom is the captain!"

"The other one is Chu Xuan!"

Upon hearing Chu Xuan's name, the other members of the Demon Team retracted their vicious looks and instead showed expressions of gloating. Chu Xuan was not a magnanimous person.

Only Frodo, who still didn't know how terrifying Chu Xuan was, didn't realize how desperate the future would be waiting for him.

He raised his eyelids nonchalantly and sneered at the serious expressions of the others: "He doesn't look particularly powerful, why are you so afraid of him?"

"Just Chu Xuan."

Chu Xuan
The ignorant are simply fearless!
Tom, who had been "smart" since childhood, had dry lips. Suddenly, a Chinese proverb popped up in his mind. He was about to teach this newcomer a lesson when he heard -

Peng——

A loud gunshot rang out.

Nochad was crawling in the corner, holding his beloved Gauss sniper rifle, and had already begun to tilt his firepower towards the Umbrella Corporation's position.

The power of the Gauss sniper bullet is so strong that its huge kinetic energy can often blow up a tank's turret with just one shot.

Immediately afterwards, the tank turned into a huge fireball, and several Umbrella Company soldiers nearby were also engulfed by the high temperature flames and turned into ashes in an instant.

"Nochard, what are you doing!" Tom felt a tightness in his chest, blood rushed to his head, and anger grew in his eyes.

Each and every one of them knows how to act on their own!
As one of the very few senior people who survived the Reinhard era, he was finally valued by Zheng Zha with his white identity.

It was he who discovered Zheng Zha's extraordinaryness from the very beginning and became the first angel investor.

But the people in the Demon Team all think highly of themselves, and few of them take the words of him, a veteran of two dynasties, seriously.

"Tom, the task Chu Xuan assigned to us is to kill all these guys." Nochard didn't care about Tom's anger and skillfully changed to a high-explosive bomb.

"Instead of having a party here, if you keep talking nonsense like this, the captain and the others will kill everyone from the Zhongzhou team."

Nochard said this last sentence and continued to carry out sniping. With one shot each, he turned the Umbrella Corporation's position into a mess.

But this attack also completely exposed the position of the Demon Team.

All of a sudden, the alarm broadcast on the position sounded, several searchlights were directed towards the direction of the Demon Team, and sharp alarms sounded around the entire Umbrella headquarters.

More than a dozen armed helicopters urgently adjusted their direction and flew towards the Demon Team.

At the same time, dozens of rockets whizzed through the sky, carrying a terrifying momentum and flying towards the building where the Demon Team was located. The kinetic energy they carried was terrifying.

"Nochard!" Tom yelled, quickly sharing every rocket in the sniper's mind.

And Nochard did not disappoint the trust. The man's eyes were blank. He fired dozens of shots in a short period of time, directly exploding the rockets one by one.

All the missiles and shells heading towards the building were hit by bullets and turned into a ball of fire in the air before they got close.

Ming Yanwei did not stand by and watch. She flapped her wings of light behind her, and held in her hand a bow of love that looked like Cupid's. Even the curved bow was made of a heart shape.

Tiny silver arrows of light continuously shot out from the bowstring. These arrows looked like toys, but they were extremely powerful.

The arrow went straight through a helicopter, blowing it up, and it turned into a ball of fire that fell from the sky and hit the ground with a bigger explosion.

"Wait, there's one behind too!" Amiya shouted.

Because the two of them focused most of their energy on the mental tug-of-war with Zhan Lan, the range of their mental scanning was much smaller, and it was not until now that they discovered the other army that had come around.

Dechai looked back with a serious expression.

At this time, less than three kilometers behind the building where the Demon Team was located, the roar of propellers was almost continuous.

Looking around, they saw densely packed tanks and armored vehicles lined up and heading towards them.

"tm mày (greetings to family), Lord God!" Dechai couldn't hold it in any longer and started cursing in his hometown dialect.

Albert Wesker, the thirteenth experimental subject of the Wesker Project by Ozwell E. Spencer, the founder of Umbrella Corporation, a famous villain in the Resident Evil series, former captain of the S.T.A.R.S. team, and the old boss of Chris and Ada Wong in the game and Alice in the movie.

And, the king of Umbrella's insiders.

Ever since that magical man descended from the sky surrounded by thunder like an Olympian god, three giants like the legendary Titans walked out from behind him.

And after taking over the Umbrella headquarters in less than half an hour, Wesker felt that his worldview was refreshed over and over again.

As the originator of the Progenitor virus and a renowned researcher at Umbrella, he clearly knows the limits of biochemical viruses.

That was simply not something that the T or G virus could do. The biochemical and weapons technology used by the three giants was beyond his imagination.

Humans cannot control lightning, and they do not have the armor and weapons technology to do so.

He originally wanted to regroup and use his numerical advantage to slowly wear down the enemy, but he didn't expect the board of directors to suddenly issue an order, requiring him and others to obey the man's command.

At that time, Wesker thought that his little tricks had been discovered by the board of directors and they were going to get rid of him.

But then, the entire Umbrella European branch, which had been stationed outside the city, came out very quickly and took over the command.

He thought his letter for help had worked, but he didn't expect that the other party came to pledge allegiance to the new chairman.

In the shortest possible time, Lions rushed to the Umbrella headquarters with two regiments of troops, including monsters such as trackers and giant lickers. He inexplicably said that he had received orders from the board of directors to deal with a group of "demons".

He thought Ryans had been deceived until he also received the battle plan.

It refreshed his worldview again.

What kind of demon requires dozens of tanks, dozens of armed helicopters, three multiple rocket launchers, hundreds of BOWs, and more than a thousand armed personnel to besiege it.

Moreover, more troops are constantly being mobilized to Raccoon City.

The scale of this military action is enough to subvert an African or South Asian country.

But now, Wesker finally understood why.

Those things that look exactly like humans are definitely not humans.

"Oh my god! That's an M1A2 Abrams main battle tank! The front is made of depleted uranium composite armor, with an armor penetration resistance of up to 1200mm."

"Such a weapon was actually... actually used..."

Watching what was happening on the screen, several command and liaison officers opened their mouths wide and were speechless for a long time.

This is really shocking.

"The initial velocity of the arrow reaches 900m/s, and its penetration capability is at least equivalent to that of a main battle tank's armor-piercing projectile. It is also accompanied by the power of nearly 600 kilograms of high-explosive RDX." A technician reported tremblingly.

The young and beautiful oriental woman in the video actually used a small toy bow to blow up several tanks and helicopters. Even if the bow hit a crowd of people, it could instantly generate an energy explosion and kill dozens of people.

This scene is more visually impactful than them blocking tank shells and rocket launchers.

"Don't get close to him, there's something wrong there! Another round of volleys! I don't believe these guys can block it for a few more times!"

Ryans gritted his teeth and said that these demons were too terrifying. If his entire family had not been threatened, he would have planned to withdraw long ago.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Dozens of rockets and tank armor-piercing shells were fired again.

Suddenly, those high-speed shells stopped in the air, remained still for a second, and then fell from the sky like rain, piercing into the group of zombies and exploding violently.

"Come again! Come again!"

Ryans yelled at everyone like a gambler who had lost all his money.

Then, another round of volleys was launched, but it was still blocked by the invisible force.

“Damn it!!!”

Although Umbrella can call the shots worldwide, now the entire Umbrella team together is no match for the Demon Team.

After all, they don't yet have the technology to mass-produce Zheng Zha clones as exaggeratedly as in the original Unlimited.

"I can't do it anymore." Tom, who had used telekinesis to resist several waves of artillery attacks, looked very pale and sat on the ground exhausted.

On the one hand, he had to maintain the suppression of the psychics of the Zhongzhou team, on the other hand, he had to use psychic scanning and mind connection to share the battlefield situation. In addition, he had to use his not very proficient telekinesis to block missiles and artillery shells. He already had a splitting headache and his mental strength was a little exhausted.

If I hadn't used my mental power to disperse the metal pieces, I would have almost collapsed.

He felt a little regretful at this moment. He simply strengthened his double B-level telekinesis but ignored the improvement of his basic mental power value, which resulted in him being unable to quickly defeat the psychic of the Zhongzhou team and was forced into a protracted war.

And now he has to drag others to withstand the attack of the Umbrella Armed Forces. His mind is divided into two parts and he cannot do his best in either area.

Otherwise, with his mental control, he would be able to disable most of the brainless BOWs.

"We can't go on like this." Nochard continued to fire calmly, shouting, "Without the captain, we can't outlast them."

"We have limited ammunition, but the enemy consists of worthless ordinary soldiers and biochemical monsters. Moreover, we need to save ammunition to deal with the Zhongzhou team's attack!"

In order to attack the seemingly densely packed army formation, Nochard was shooting at almost his maximum speed, and his ammunition reserves were quickly approaching the minimum.

"Then why did you shoot without saying a word?" Tom was so angry that he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

"What are you yelling about!" Dechai twisted his neck and smiled confidently.

"Tom, you always rely on the captain, so what value do we have?"

"Look at me this time, support me."

Dechai is from Southeast Asia, tall and strong, about 1.8 meters tall.

He has brown hair, yellow and black skin, and muscles all over his body that seem to be connected like steel.

He took out some strips of cloth from his pocket and began to wrap his fists with them. His whole body exuded an indomitable ruthlessness.

He bared his sharp teeth and jumped down from the sky with determination.

The figure fell like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye it hit the ground heavily. With a loud "bang", dust flew up all over the ground.

As soon as he landed, he rushed out like a nimble cheetah and moved quickly towards the position.

Shells kept exploding around him, flames shot up into the sky, and heat waves rolled in, but Dechai didn't care at all. Instead, he let out a strange roar of extreme excitement.

"Is he crazy?" Tom's eyelids twitched, and he felt like his heart was about to stop beating because of his stupid teammates.

"He's just a newcomer who's only been in the third round, and he dares to fight like the captain?"

"Cover him." Nochard continued to suppress the Umbrella's artillery.

Now he and Ming Yanwei have basically wiped out all of Umbrella Corporation's air forces, one in front and one behind, and also destroyed the multiple rocket launchers that posed the greatest threat to them.

Dechai was moving very fast, but his route was extremely strange, and it could be seen that he was always in the state of unlocking his genetic lock.

In such a state, a person's senses are extremely sensitive and he can easily sense any attack before it occurs.

He was not stupid. Umbrella's armed forces were already close to being exhausted. They were human beings, not fearless biochemical monsters and robots.

If their command post was not located underground, the demons' long-range precision strikes would have severely damaged their command level, and the remaining mercenaries would have immediately collapsed.

Moreover, facing such a powerful counterattack from the Demon Team, many mercenaries began to flee. After all, Umbrella was not a regular army and had no supervisory team, so the overall battle line began to retreat.

Many armed personnel even evacuated in tanks and armored vehicles, and only some brainless BOWs were still holding their posts.

After all, everyone is making money. A few thousand dollars a month is not worth risking your life.

Dechai discovered the disconnect between Umbrella BOW and the mercenaries, so he decided to go in himself and kill the Umbrella's top executives.

As long as they can seize control of the Red Queen, they can completely expose the Zhongzhou team's trump card.

Victory will be simple.

(End of this chapter)