Chapter 789 Beat the old madman to death with random punches.
Emerald-colored thick slurry soaked the land that had been plowed by gunfire, and the putrid smell was suffocating.
Dark green hyphae are exposed outside the soil, as if they were forcefully pulled out of the blood vessels on the body surface.
The sound of cannons in the distance was still roaring, and burning steel continued to fall from the sky, like an endless rain.
One hundred and twenty "Conqueror" tanks formed the spearhead of the attack. Their thick and long barrels and almost red-hot coaxial machine guns kept spraying tongues of flame, slanting ferocious firepower toward the gap between the rear artillery's direct firepower.
Tens of thousands of clone infantrymen held Ripper rifles, roaring and charging after the tracers flying in the sky, running desperately towards the bombed bacterial mutants, using the most primitive weapons
The voice vented boiling anger.
“Ahhhh!
!”
"chatter--!
"
The bacterial mutant, which was scratched all over by the heavy artillery shrapnel, let out a wail and seemed to be roaring. Its fat body was seen to be beating like an umbrella, and it continued to squeeze out clouds of dark green spores.
The dark green spore cloud was like some kind of elixir. The bacterial mutants that came into contact with it groaned happily and staggered up from the crater, and their damaged limbs were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With.
Especially "Walking Corpses" and "Corpse Dogs"!
As cannon fodder, although they are not known for their offensive capabilities, they are extremely tenacious and resilient. After just one sip, they struggled to survive with their twisted bodies.
In the blink of an eye, the dark green cloud had been sucked clean, but the "big mushroom" that released the spores shrank around as if it had withered.
After discovering the situation here, the charging clone team immediately attacked, firing the rifles in their hands while maintaining the rhythm of the attack and continuing to charge forward.
The big mogu was shot several times and was about to fall down as he was dying.
However, just when the clone team was about to rush to it, the body of the big mushroom suddenly twitched violently like boiling water, and then the body suddenly opened a crack nearly one meter wide!
Dozens of tentacles quickly drilled out of the crack, lashing out at the oncoming clone soldiers like long whips!
"chatter!"
One of the clone troopers was whipped, and with a short and excited scream from its mouth, it pulled the unlucky fly into its mouth like a hunting frog, and pressed his head into its mouth.
The esophagus contained corrosive acid.
However, before the big mushroom could taste the sweet flesh and blood, a bayonet came out from the back of its head.
"chatter!
!”
The howl of pain was revealed from its open mouth and wounds.
As if it had eaten its stomach, it twisted the tentacles on its lower body and kept moving backwards, and vomited out the corpse and digestive juices in the lake of flesh and blood in its mouth.
Before it could stabilize its body and get into a defensive posture, another clone soldier had already rushed in front of it, and the crazy and bloodthirsty hole was as dazzling as the bayonet shining in his hand!
“Ahhhh!
!”
He roared, stabbed the bayonet into the body of the bacterial mutant, and stirred it from side to side desperately.
The big mushroom that could only release healing spores quickly fell to the ground, and the walking corpses and corpse dogs next to it were also pushed to the ground.
A creeper rushed up and just bit the neck of a clone trooper, but was soon blown to pieces by an oncoming tank shell.
The two sides started a hand-to-hand fight.
Those clone soldiers are even more like slime molds than the grotesque bacterial variants, especially those pairs of bloodthirsty boys who regard killing as life!
Their lives are counted in seconds.
They crossed tens of thousands of kilometers of desert to come to this strange land, just for this last moment of burning.
They kept falling, but no one retreated.
The turbid flesh and black mud merged into one, they painted the land red, and used the most primitive method to push the front forward, and then push forward!
"dash forward!"
Half of his body was exposed from the turret covered with blood and mucus, and the Velantian centurion let out an angry roar, urging his subordinates to attack forward.
"Let these dirty and ugly things see what true cruelty is!"
"We will make them regret coming to this world! Give victory to the marshal! Bring glory back to the Triumphal City! Bring death to our enemies!"
"charge!
"
In response to his filial piety, there were deafening shouts.
“Ahhhh!
!”
Although they couldn't hear what the leader was saying, running to death was indeed the best relief for them.
Behind them, soldiers wearing heavy protective clothing carried cylindrical metal cans on their backs and held disinfection nozzles, slowly advancing forward.
From time to time, someone would stop, bend down, pick up some body parts mixed with mud, water and blood and throw them into the jar behind them.
Type B strains cannot grow outside the Baiyue Province, but the fruiting bodies produced by the alliance's captive broods solve this problem.
In addition to large-scale synthesis through incubators, the Alliance's Biological Research Institute has also developed "portable disinfection equipment" - which is what these Valantian soldiers carry on their backs.
Each culture tank stores a "fruiting body" inoculated with the genome of type B strain, which can continuously synthesize type B strains, while only consuming one corpse per square kilometer.
The B-type strain that erodes soil cannot survive outside Baiyue Province, and will disappear naturally after completing the mission of killing the J-type strain.
It can be said that it is very useful.
At present, the coalition forces have relied on this set of equipment to restore half of the land in Haiya Province.
The drone's lens gradually zoomed out with the slowly rising smoke and spore clouds, and densely packed human figures spread across the entire wilderness.
What is launching the attack is not just a 10,000-man army, but a full 10,000-man army from the Eastern Army!
More brutal fighting and death can be seen everywhere on the muddy land...
It's not just the Alliance who can see the decline of the Torch, the commanders of the Legion can also see it.
In order to get more chips when dividing the spoils, they must control more territory!
Just to the east of the legion's front, the fighting on the alliance-controlled front was even more intense.
If the clones of the Legion only regard death as relief, then the players of the Alliance regard death as a relief in the true sense.
Even if the Vaillant people never cared about the casualties of the clones, and even wished that these ants died faster so that younger and stronger cannon fodder could be sent from the rear, they did not dare to let the clones be trapped in a tight siege easily... After all
In this way, even the most fearless individual will lose the will to fight and no longer resist.
However, players do not have this problem.
In order to kill more monsters before dying, or to avoid friendly forces from getting in the way, they would even take the initiative to go deep into the hinterland and deliberately be surrounded by the bacterial variants of the torch.
This deceptive tactic also caused Torch to suffer a lot in the early stages of the war.
When they tried to annihilate the alliance's effective forces through the tactics of division and encirclement, they paid more casualties for it.
Beyond the area controlled by the Alliance and further east is the territory controlled by the Academy's Task Force Alpha and the Free State's Hound Special Forces.
Further away are the front lines of corporate control.
In addition to the 100th Mechanized Mountain Division that was first sent to the front line, there are also three infantry divisions and twelve mercenary regiments that rushed to the front line through the Prancing Horse Province to fight in this area.
People from all walks of life showed their talents on the front line, and only Torch was beaten while tired of running.
The broken ground was covered in bruises and bruises, resembling a bruised and swollen face.
Overlooking the fragmented front line, the Human Emperor stood in the void with his eyes wide open and his teeth grinding to pieces. He no longer had the calmness and ease he had at the beginning of the war.
There are too many enemies!
Soldiers carrying guns swarmed to the front like locusts. He had just completed the deployment on the east side, and tens of thousands of people appeared on the west side. After finally taking care of both sides, Alliance planes threw a group of airborne troops in his face.
Now the threat isn't just from the front, there's also fire behind his butt.
No matter how good at calculating he was, he still couldn't resist the countless fists coming at him.
"Die... you all die!" the Human Emperor roared angrily, but no one could hear his roar.
He constantly projected his consciousness onto the evolved bodies on the front line, went to the front line to fight in person, and tried to reverse the defeat. However, in just a moment, he lost contact with the mortal body, and could only repeat the cycle of connection and disconnection.
As if he was moved by his efforts, and seemed to feel pity for his futile struggle, a gentle voice came from above his head.
"That's enough. You've done your best."
Hearing the voice of the Holy Son, the madness on his face paused for a moment.
But it was only for a moment.
"I can still fight..." He gasped, his face still showing the madness before the death of the last evolved body.
Looking at that crazy look, the Holy Son sighed softly.
"The fall of the Kingdom of Heaven is inevitable... Our time is up, everyone else is already on their way, you should also——"
"no way!"
The human emperor, whose eyes were completely reddened, roared angrily and interrupted those light words.
At this moment, he was like a beast cornered.
Staring at the burning battlefield at his feet, he spoke word by word.
"I will never retreat! My heaven is right here...I'm not going anywhere!"
In order for the kingdom of heaven to come to this land and for mankind to evolve to a higher existence, at least one million survivors died at his hands!
After making so many sacrifices, now his kingdom of heaven has finally come to the mortal world, and all the sacrifices have finally paid off... No one can take away his kingdom of heaven!
He will fight till the end!
The blood shed for all this was not in vain!
Looking at the twisted face wordlessly, the Holy Son sighed softly.
"I respect your choice……"
As he spoke, his void eyes also held a hint of madness, like a black hole swallowing everything in the world and even space itself.
"...I will witness the last moments of this miracle with you."
…
Low black smoke rolled in the air, and broken clouds outlined bullet marks.
Standing in the bridge of the Heart of Steel, Chu Guang, like a certain "Human Emperor" floating somewhere unknown, was also overlooking the battlefield that had been plowed over and over again by artillery fire.
However, his demeanor and emotions were obviously much calmer than those of Torch's lunatic, and there were not even many emotional fluctuations visible in his stern look.
The outline of the coastline can already be vaguely seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge.
If it goes quickly, it will take a week, if it goes slowly, it will only take half a month at most. The landing force will be able to complete the rendezvous with the main force on the northern front.
Then, they searched for the Torch Church's facilities and destroyed them.
The details of the local battle were nothing noteworthy. At this moment, Chu Guang was looking at the investigation report on Vault 182 sent by Fang Chang through the holographic screen.
It was a shelter that had been abandoned for a century. The Torch reopened it and transformed it into a research facility, mainly engaged in research on projects related to Gestalt life forms.
Most of the research facilities and production facilities held by the Torch Church are in this situation.
According to the investigation report provided by Fang Chang, in addition to some improved production machines and three black boxes on the 4th underground floor of Vault 182, they also found 120 cylinders for soaking experimental subjects on the 5th underground floor.
shaped culture tank, as well as a giant glass jar covering an area of 100 square meters and filled with genetically modified raw solution.
In addition, there is a large cold storage, which stores thousands of corpses that have not yet been processed or have research value.
Those corpses were hanging like meat in a cold storage. They either had three arms or two heads, and almost none of them still maintained their basic human shape.
According to the candid confessions of the staff in the facility, the apostles of the Torch selected from the captive survivors suitable candidates who had no obvious rejection reactions when injected with the genetically modified stock solution, and then threw them into a culture tank filled with the genetically modified stock solution and soaked them for 3
In ~7 days, some of them can be transformed into mutants.
Of course, even if unsuitable people with rejection reactions are screened out, only a portion of them can ultimately be transformed.
After all, "mutants" themselves are unstable technologies that have not been fully researched, and there are huge risks in terms of technical principles.
What's more, re-embryosing a fully developed adult and replacing it with a new genome to force its expression is no less difficult than putting a person back into the mother's womb and giving birth again.
This is much more difficult than blood transfusion.
Even if the Torch Church has certain advantages in biological technology, it can only achieve a "good product rate" of 67%.
And even among these 67% of "good products", more than half of them completely lost their minds during the transformation process and became like animals because they could not bear the torture.
As for those who have not turned into animals, their minds will also be distorted to varying degrees. The most common ones are schizophrenia, such as a group of people living in one body, or loss of memory or imagining themselves as cooks or other similar identities.
The relevant research contents are all recorded in the experimental log, and there is shocking blood everywhere in the words.
Torch seems to realize that these things are not convenient for disclosure, so it plans to destroy the originals while backing up the data.
Fortunately, his little players arrived in time and intercepted the apostle who was about to evacuate.
After reading the entire report to the end, Chu Guang sighed softly and said.
"... Just looking at the contents of this investigation report, the crimes of these guys are already countless."
Standing behind him, Heya, who had been silent for a long time, showed shameful guilt on his face and lowered his head.
"Feel sorry……"
"You don't have to apologize for mistakes you haven't made," Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and lightly swiped in the air, gathered the blue light speed at his fingertips and dispersed it, then looked back at her and said, "Not to mention you
Your research results have made a huge contribution to our and even the cause of mankind. You should be proud and hold your head up."
Hea raised her head, but her complicated eyes were still a little dodgey.
The people who committed these crimes were her former neighbors. They may have even sat at the same table in the same cafeteria... and there may even be her teacher there.
"But they are residents of Vault 117 after all..."
"It's just a part. Even if only one person makes a different choice, it's still a different choice."
Chu Guang interrupted her and continued speaking while looking at those evasive eyes.
"What's more, there are many residents of No. 117 in the Alliance's Biological Research Institute. They are all very good people. You should know this."
Those blue jackets were rescued by the Alliance from Vault 401.
Although their number is not large, their contribution to the advancement of the Alliance's biotechnology is not small, and they also share the credit for the Alliance's prosperity.
Hea's eyes turned slightly red and she whispered.
"Thanks……"
"No need to thank me, I should have said something similar," Chu Guang said with a smile, "I am not the only one who thinks so, including the crow who pulled you out of the dormant cabin, and others who helped you collect
Residents who studied the material...we all think so."
The Alliance does not engage in identity politics. This has always been the case. Moreover, not every resident of Vault 117 has joined the Torch, and some have joined and then regretted it.
But having said that, there was one thing he had always been curious about.
Various intelligence shows that there are only thirteen pioneers of the torch, and among them is the Holy Son named Wang Yi.
However, according to the information collected during the investigation and visit by the Guards Corps, the number of residents who escaped from Vault 117 was far more than that.
What about the rest?
Including Hea's master Kallen... where have all the blue jackets who once joined the Torch gone?
In fact, he was not the only one who was confused, even Sun Yuechi, the former manager of Vault 70, had similar confusion.
Vault 70 and Vault 117 have been in regular contact for more than a century, including exchanging research on mutant slime molds, etc... After all, the former is next to a huge mother nest, and they are
I'm not an expert in biology.
In Sun Yuechi's impression, the residents of Vault 117 did not look like lunatics who could do such crazy things, nor did they have the ability to do it.
Most of the blue jackets actually had a miserable life in the wasteland. The kinder wastelanders ignored them, while the crueler ones simply regarded them as fat.
Of course, this does not excuse the mistakes of Vault 117, but he always feels that there is an invisible hand manipulating behind the scenes... It is as if the Alliance indirectly controls the situation in Borneo Province through the chess piece of Baiyue Company.
.
Although Chu Guang didn't really like the metaphor of this guy's yin and yang, because the two were completely different, he had to admit that he did have similar feelings.
In the ten years since it left Jinchuan for Haiya, the development trajectory of the Torch Church has been somewhat outrageous.
The Iron Tower Organization can be regarded as a beggar's version of the alliance. Local survivors spontaneously organized themselves and established a self-rescue alliance, which was not much more unbreakable than the Stone City.
However, what is incredible is that they, who could not even do anything to the Stone City, actually dismantled the Iron Tower in a short period of time and enslaved the survivors of the entire province.
The black boxes they possess far exceed the theoretical reserves of Vault 117, and they have armed one after another with incredible equipment that is difficult for even the most elite soldiers of the Alliance.
Chu Guang was not only curious about where the other residents of Vault 117 outside the "Meeting of Thirteen" had gone, but also curious about what happened in the years after the torch arrived on the land beneath his feet...
At this moment, Lu Bei from the Guards Regiment walked into the bridge through the trap door and gave a neat military salute.
"Dear Mr. Manager..., our investigators working on the front line received a signal from the realm of heaven..."
Recently, this kid has finally corrected his title of "adult", and Chu Guang is quite satisfied with his progress.
The only thing I'm not satisfied with is that although this guy often repeats what he said, he rarely really listens to what he said.
Seeing that Lu Bei suddenly stopped talking, Heya wisely prepared to leave the bridge to escape, but was stopped by Chu Guang.
"Stay here and listen together."
With that said, Chu Guang looked at Lu Bei and continued.
"The Alliance has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to hide the condition from the 'doctor'. I remember that I should have said that all the information about the Torch Church collected by the Guards will be transparent to the Alliance Biological Research Institute, and there is no need to ask me in advance."
Lu Bei lowered his head.
"Yes, sir……"
Knowing that this young man also had good intentions, Chu Guang did not criticize him too much, but just used his eyes to signal him to continue talking.
Lu Bei paused and stated the information completely.
To put it simply, not only the coalition forces feel that the Torch has come to an end, but also those within the Torch feel that the Torch is about to end.
Although the Torch Church is a church in name, those teachings are actually just to deceive ordinary people. The senior leaders of the Torch don't actually talk about that stuff among themselves, but they talk more about science and methods.
Although there are some firm idealists among them, there are certainly also some opportunists and non-concerned people.
For example, Yule, who is currently working for the Alliance, is the most typical example of the latter. That guy himself doesn’t quite know what he wants to do. He was a social worker in a pharmaceutical company before the war. Suddenly, when the war started, he changed his place to engage in scientific research.
Xili Hutu was coaxed to take a nap by his colleagues. When he woke up, he arrived in the Wasteland Era. The torch waved and he followed without thinking.
There are also some researchers who are interested in the resources of the Torch and hope to use the resources of the Torch to continue their unfinished research before the war.
In short, there is such a researcher among the top management of Torch. Seeing that Torch, a tree that is crazy about death, is 90% likely to fall, he hopes to surrender to the Allied Forces with intelligence and research data in exchange for leniency.
Opportunity.
What's interesting is that, according to the senior researcher's explanation, the senior leaders of the Torch Church seem to be planning to escape through a secret device in his facility.
Obviously he was not on the "strategic transfer" list, so he took the opportunity to leak the news.
"What's the name of that researcher?!" Heya asked anxiously before Lu Bei could finish his words.
Lu Bei glanced at Chu Guang hesitantly, but saw that the manager just looked at him indifferently, and finally gave up and sighed, no longer hiding anything.
"The name the person left for us to identify was Kallen... I was also surprised at the time, but I felt that the person didn't look like the guy you've been looking for."
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(Thanks to the leader of “The Wrestling Panda” for the reward!