Chapter 177 I am laughing from the horizontal knife to the sky
Many years ago.
Borshu and his master were in a garbage dump.
Master's prosthetic eyes lit up again. This meant that he started active detection.
Borshu asked nervously: "How is it?"
The master shook his head: "The Rangers are only two blocks away from here. There is also a battle convoy blocking the road in front. The RX Pegasus is a hardcore lightweight prosthetic body and has no effective means of breaking armor."
Borshu sighed: "I understand. Let's rush out together. Life or death depends on one's destiny."
The master stretched out his hand and tapped Borshu on the head: "Haha, what's the point of rushing? You're wearing a non-lethal weapon. I go first, you last."
Borshu sighed.
——Someone is always going to die...
"Don't think too much. Actually, I did not think well enough to bring you here for the assassination this time."
Borshu was a little discouraged.
"Tsk, listen to what I have to say. In fact, your idiot...I mean your naive ambition is actually not too bad. Maybe it is also a way." The master said, "Go if you are determined to maintain the peace of one party.
There's nothing wrong with doing it. It's my fault to ask you to help me with the assassination. 'Reestablishing order'... Huh, this ideal is just a little bit old. If you were a knight at the time of the Fourth Martial God, say
Maybe it’s more timely than me.”
With that said, the man stood up.
"Apprentice, from now on we all go our separate ways."
That day, Borshu saw a shooting star shining on the ground.
This is a scene I thought I would remember for the rest of my life.
I thought I would never forget it.
However, in the past year, this shining memory has also been drowned by the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
Until recently.
Borshu felt that he might have only remembered it recently - specifically, it should have been the short moment when he faced the muzzle of the eagle and dog.
Perhaps it was the passionate and progressive will in Wu Zu's memory that connected and evoked memories of the past.
Maybe it's because of that troublesome woman.
Or maybe the current situation is the same as then.
Whatever the reason, Borshu remembered it when facing the bullet.
This is an armor-piercing bullet. The bullet will actually hit Borshu's forehead. Once the kinetic energy is released to his head, the biological tissue will be irreversibly damaged.
Unable to dodge, Borshu used his tail to bounce up his body and launched this attack. He no longer had the power to change the reminder.
He moved young, and the strobe light on his shoulder armor bounced off.
This conventional non-lethal weapon rarely appears on the battlefield. Language is different from the naked eye and cannot be permanently blinded. Prosthetic eyes lacking safety locks may emit nerve-stimulating current under strong light, but most prosthetic eyes
It only takes a very short time to readjust the exposure and focus.
However, the sudden flash of light made the ranger instinctively think of "defense".
Distracted thoughts caused his boxing frame to shift momentarily.
The bullet hit Borshu. His body was spinning in mid-air like a windmill.
But his tail and legs firmly held him away from the enemy.
He can no longer think. However, the strong damage resistance brought by the metal-based cells allows some neurons to temporarily retain activity. Within ten minutes, these nerve cells will also die, and the bioelectricity between the brain nerves will
will disappear forever.
However, it is no longer needed.
Borshu's prosthetic body begins to contract according to the preset instructions, creating a joint lock based on the prosthetic body.
This does not require much assistance from biological brains, the program can do it.
The ranger roared and tried to break free.
But he was surprised to find that this enemy was much more powerful than he imagined...
——No...that's not right...
The ranger felt an overwhelming sound coming from this guy's body. Even the tail wrapped around him had some vibrations like microfibers breaking.
——This guy...security protocol...
The "restrictions" left by Xiangshan will cause the prosthetic body to self-destruct when Bor's technique changes.
This process will release the hardware's security protocol. At the same time, another spell will block his brain's input instructions to the hardware.
The combination of the two can create a sure kill.
The latter has been relieved by Yuki.
At the last moment of his life, Borshu simply used his internal strength to attack the restrictions left by Xiangshan. After the preset mechanism detected the illegal modification, it would automatically cancel the safety protocol and allow the prosthetic body to self-destruct.
Operation.
Of course, under normal circumstances, this is not necessary. This can only make the output of the prosthetic body ten percent higher than usual at most, but it will cause the overall structure to collapse.
Under normal circumstances, Borshu's prosthetic body would lock the ranger for a few seconds. Then, his prosthetic body would self-destruct and lose power.
However, this is the shallow layer of a cave, close to the entrance.
The oxygen content is not too low.
And...there are also flammable metallic thermal agents in the air.
Borshu can no longer think normally. This is just a little bit of his remaining thoughts.
There was a burst of noise from the synthesizer.
He probably wanted to say something.
His brain was no longer able to think, and only a few fragments of his brain activity before he was shot were extracted in front of him.
Those were...the heroic words left behind by the meteor that rushed towards the enemy.
"I...since...Hengdao...smiled towards the sky...hahahaha...hahahahahahahaha...so happy!"
Yuki, who was dragging the source out of the aerosol range, seemed to hear a voice behind him. He turned around and saw a large burning flame. His hair was ignited by the heat wave.
Yuki rolled on the ground a few times and extinguished the flames on his body.
But he did not stand up. Instead, he knelt on the ground and pressed his fists against the ground.
"Hateful...wuwuwu..."
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Xiangshan felt a series of noises mixed into his consciousness.
"What's going on..." For no reason, he felt a palpitation in his heart.
Xiangshan remembered a legend from the past. It is said that the white noise that appears in your head when you are running your internal energy are electrical signals from the souls of the dead. Of course Xiangshan knew that this was also a cyber ghost story - it was even a science fiction novel he wrote when he was young.
theme.
But the imagination ability evolved by Homo sapiens made him panic.
——Is someone dead? Who? The original source? Yuki? That old guy from before?
——Or my former friends? Which of them died far away?
Until now in this battle, it is normal for anyone to die.
But in the darkness, Xiang Shan doubted himself a little.
At this moment, Xiangshan was walking towards the direction indicated by the last clue. In his field of vision, there was a sloping straight line on the rock wall, pointing somewhere at the bottom of the valley.
After he fell just now, an unknown old man saved him. After some exchanges, the old man knew that he was looking for the inheritance of the eighth Martial God. After that, there was movement from the other side of the rock. The two Agni
Disciple Wang is still a little cautious, so he lets a small number of subordinates break away from the network and act alone. This is a standard procedure and can prevent the entire team from being wiped out by one internal skill master.
Then, the old man took off his black robe and wrapped it around himself, and then put a camouflage net with gravel on Xiang Shan. The old man quickly moved away, saying that he was going to attract firepower from Xiang Shan.
At this moment, Xiangshan has only just regained the ability to walk. Those malicious codes are flooding every corner of Neigong Dazhou. He is using his brain to re-enter the correct codes and overwrite the wrong parts. At the same time, reinstalling is no longer possible.
part.
He is regaining his strength little by little.
But because too many components and protocols were suspended, he could only maintain the most basic level, and even stumbled a bit, having to hold on to the rock wall to stabilize his posture.
He just walked forward like this.
At the same time, I doubt my own decision.
Before coming down, he told Yuanwen and Yuki to "get ready", but was it really worth it?
Is the legacy of the Eighth Martial God really worth such a big sacrifice? It is just a failed imitation of him...
Hartman's judgment alone...
Xiangshan finally reached the end of the extension line.
It was a narrow cave entrance, only about one meter high, almost submerged in shadow... In such an underground canyon, such a small cave was completely inconspicuous.
There is a metal gate inside. The gate is even a little larger than the hole outside. It may have been disassembled and then assembled in the hole. There is an obvious cover on the iron door. Xiangshan opened the plastic cover and found that
Under the lid is actually a keyboard.
Numbers 0~9, plus enter.
Searching around Xiangshan, I soon found traces of that special QR code again.
It was still a simple analytical geometry question. Xiangshan quickly got a set of data.
He typed on the keyboard.
"Huh……"
Unexpectedly, the keyboard seemed to have a purely mechanical structure. There seemed to be some deterioration inside, and it took Xiang Shan some effort to press it. The keys seemed to collide with mechanical structures such as gears, leading to other deconstructions.
This ensures that the door cannot be pried open by internal power or other electronic means.
It seems that the inner mechanical structure has been pushed to the appropriate position, and the motor is finally turned on.
Soon, Xiangshan heard a "rumbling" sound.
The heavy floodgates opened.
Climbed into the mountain.
Inside the gate was a relatively spacious space with a height of at least more than two meters. It was dark inside. Xiang Shan quickly found the handle on the door. He closed the gate again.
Then, something lit up.
It was a startup sound.
Xiang Shan turned around and saw many components glowing faintly in the darkness.
Then, after emitting a series of noises, a speaker played: "You are finally here."
Xiangshan frowned: "Who are you? The eighth Martial God's... backup? A fake personality mask?"
"Who I am is not important. What is important is who you are and what you are here for." The voice said, "First of all, you can recognize the code. Right? Then, even if you are not Xiang Shan,
He is also someone who knows Xiangshan very well."
"Only people whose synchronization rate with me reaches a certain level can accept the crystallization of this technology. If the synchronization rate is too low, it will trigger a series of adverse reactions. So think clearly before answering - who are you?"