The floor that was three centimeters thick made a "creaking" sound. Edward looked at the obvious sinking arc of the soles of the man's feet and the moans he made with every step. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly: "It's so heavy..."
"With its mechanized alloy body, I'm surprised the floor wasn't crushed."
The man stood upright in the living room. Although he was saying surprise, his face still had a calm and calm expression. He looked at Edward walking over, slowly stretched out his right hand and said: "Stark RoboCop 006
No., nice to meet you."
"SHIELD F-class superpower, Edward."
Seeing the obviously thicker palm, Edward couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, but he immediately stretched out his right hand and smiled: "Nice to meet you too, No. 006."
"Since the birth of RoboCop, it has only had a code name but no name. I hope you can understand." RoboCop No. 006 forced a smile to appear on his lips, but looking at his stiff look, he knew that he had never had one.
Laughed.
"Of course, it's a pity." Edward nodded, released his right hand, glanced at RoboCop No. 006, and asked, "I don't know how I can help you."
"Some food, water and medicine."
RoboCop No. 006 glanced at the three wounds on his chest nonchalantly, then slowly raised his right hand and took out a sharp dagger from his waist, but this action immediately made the surrounding soldiers nervous.
"Put down the weapon in your hand!" Kratos held up the AKS-74u submachine gun in his hand, frowned at the dagger, and said loudly: "This is a dangerous action. If you don't want to become a sieve, then
continue!"
The surrounding soldiers also raised their guns. A dozen guns appeared in the black muzzle in an instant, and the number continued to increase. Some soldiers had even taken out grenades and put their fingers on the ring.
.
"If you think these backward weapons will pose a threat to me."
No. 006 waved the dagger in front of his eyes and glanced at the soldier who put his hand on the ring. Although his face was still expressionless, there was a trace of ridicule in his tone: "That thing
The power caused is enough to kill everyone in the room, except me."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and inserted the dagger in his hand into his chest muscle. As blood spattered, the tip of the dagger dug out a small oval-shaped object in the bloody place. It fell to the ground with a soft sound.
It's a warhead.
"Put down the guns."
Edward raised his hand and signaled the soldiers around him to put down their guns. He glanced awkwardly at the guy in front of him who called himself RoboCop, but found that his face was still expressionless, and he was just digging for warheads.
"The nano-protective layer can effectively repel warheads and cope with the stopping effect caused by small-caliber rifle shooting."
Seeing Edward looking at him, RoboCop No. 006 continued to insert the dagger into his abdomen without a care, stirred it slightly and dug out a knuckle-sized grenade fragment, and said as if to explain: "But
To maintain them, I need nutrients."
Speaking of nutrition, he raised his head and looked around, stretched out his hand to smooth the open wound, and didn't care about the dripping blood. He just looked at Edward and said expressionlessly: "For the sake of the Earth Federation, I hope you can provide it for me.
Nutrition."
"Oh, of course." Edward smiled and asked the two soldiers to get the food: "This is a very simple matter."
Most of the food was bought from shops and gas stations, including bread, chocolate and cheese. However, seeing RoboCop 006 swallowing big mouthfuls in front of him, Edward couldn't help but frown. He really doubted whether his food reserves were enough for him alone.
Food.
"Inferior nutritional supplement, value less than 10%."
RoboCop No. 006 put the last piece of bread in his mouth and ate it. He looked at Edward expressionlessly, shook his head slightly and stood up. The three huge scars on his chest had begun to heal, and the bullet holes had already begun to heal.
Closed and no longer bleeds.
Especially in his burly and majestic upper body, the blood was already in a semi-coagulated state, but he still wiped it off without caring. Even if it touched those wounds, it would not burst again.
"Then what do you need next?" Edward sat across from him alone. Although there were not many soldiers around him, as long as he heard some changes, fifteen soldiers would still appear and fire within three seconds.
"I need a more advanced nutrient solution to cope with the upcoming battle." RoboCop No. 006 stared at the food residue in front of him with his sky-blue eyes. He did not continue to eat, but looked at Edward and said, "I
I don’t think you have any.”
"Of course, I don't." Looking at No. 006, Edward really wondered whether this was a complete robot, but according to Stark's habits and research, they would not simply manufacture robots like NS.
RoboCop No. 006 was not shy or embarrassed at all. Looking at Edward's eyes, he explained calmly: "As a mechanical cyborg, I have suppressed certain human emotions, which can effectively improve the efficiency of the system.
and operational efficiency.”
As RoboCop, maintaining certain efficiency will be what they must do, and human emotions usually affect this necessary efficiency, so they will basically perform current suppression.
"Okay, do you want to continue?" Edward tilted his head and reached out to indicate to RoboCop No. 006 if he wanted to eat it, but looking at his wounds that had basically healed, you knew that he didn't need it anymore.
"I don't need these low-level nutrients when I'm out of danger." No. 006 shook his head, looked at the window that had been sealed with sandbags, stood up and stretched his arms: "I will look for nutrients myself."
"You want to leave?" Edward looked at No. 006's actions and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was also preparing to know some information. Even if it was unimportant, it would be much better than not knowing. He said, "Aren't you going to tell me something?
What?"
No. 006 looked Edward in the face and said slowly: "I have been ordered to kill any advanced virus infection. This is one of the certain agreements reached by Stark Company, Umbrella Company and SHIELD."
"Aren't Stark and Umbrella companies under SHIELD? Why are they still three parties?" Edward immediately grabbed the words from No. 006 and frowned: "Could it be that they are individuals affiliated with the three parties?"
"SHIELD is just the general name, and Stark and Umbrella are only half of it." No. 006 just explained casually: "Although I am Stark's transformation, I still belong to the SHIELD Police Department.
, I will record your rescue and upload it."
"Well, of course, it's nothing."
Waving his hand, the information he learned was actually not that important. Edward looked at RoboCop No. 006 and couldn't help but frown and asked: "Why do I appear here? You must know that I am only an F-class superpower. Now
His ability is not strong.”
F-class superpowers are not very powerful. Although Edward does not understand how SHIELD specifically distinguishes strong and weak superpowers, he still understands that this is a novice level that is only preliminary in mastering superpowers.
Compared to the S-class superpowers we knew in S.H.I.E.L.D., who could shake the continent with just a stretch of their hands, Edward thought he was still an ant-like being.
"You should be lucky that you didn't go to other battlefields."
RoboCop No. 006 paused, looked up at the ceiling, and there was a rare hint of sadness in his tone: "You have to know that battles on earth can only be regarded as accidents, and real wars are much better than this.
This would be much more tragic."
"These battles are just accidents? What do you mean?" Edward asked immediately. These words made him suddenly feel uneasy.
"Your authority is not enough to inquire about these. This will not be good for you." Looking at Edward, RoboCop No. 006 began to walk towards the door, turned his head and said directly: "I need to leave."
Without waiting for Edward to say anything, he immediately walked towards the door, opened the door and entered the earthen bunker. Then he seemed to say casually: "If possible, leave this town within a month."
"What?"
Edward took a few steps forward, only to find that RoboCop No. 006 had left the civil bunker, got into the car directly, started it, and rushed into the town again.
"Sir, he's a little weird." Kratos followed up, holding the AKS-74u submachine gun tightly in his hand. He really didn't have much favorable impression of RoboCop No. 006: "I don't think it's enough.
Trust him."
"Just wait, there's still at least a month left."
Edward waved his hand, stared at the rear of the car that was getting smaller and smaller, looked at the smoke and loud noise in the distance that had almost disappeared, and said slowly: "We just need to do a good job of detection." He smiled as he said that.
Laughing: “Isn’t this our original mission?”
"Of course." Kratos nodded in agreement.
The emergency mission given to Edward by S.H.I.E.L.D. was just to explore the town, and it did not directly require the elimination of virus-infected bodies in the town. Moreover, the explanation of the mission was even more general and vague, as if Edward was allowed to make the decision himself.
.
"From now on, everyone is on level one alert."
Edward squeezed the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, glanced at the simple fortress behind him, and slowly said: "RoboCop is not allowed to fire actively. The virus-infected body is found to be allowed to fire freely, and the mortars continue to be on standby."
"Understood!" All the soldiers shouted in unison on the intercom, with an encouraging appraisal. At least under the leadership of Edward, they are fearless. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come
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