Boxing taught me to never lie down and be ready to stand up again!
——Ernest Miller Hemingway
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[Part 1·The Scarlet Fear]
Under the high wall of the deep courtyard of the night patrol center, Meteor raised his head to look at the figures flying away in the air. The lights of the drone's trajectory were getting darker and darker, and another God of Night left the electronic android processing factory.
Meteor said in surprise: "Another one died? So quickly?"
[There is no end to the executioners, boy, don’t be too happy too early.]
Meteor analyzed it rationally: "I don't mean to underestimate the enemy, Refeng, I just think that a great big shot has come to Guandong City. You, a night-watching god, fell into the hands of others like a chicken and a dog, and Calabash Boy is like saving grandpa, giving people kills one after another."
[Changshi will collect new combat data based on combat records, and the executioner will become stronger with more frustrations. This uninvited guest will not last long.]
"If my guess is correct..." Meteor grinned and said: "Judging from this killing efficiency, it must be my brother Ming who is here. As for what you said, the more frustrated you are, the stronger you get? Hehe..."
[Is there anything wrong? The learning efficiency of artificial intelligence is far higher than that of Homo sapiens. Judging from the information I read from your cerebral cortex...]
[Use the Jiang Xueming in your memory to conduct a sandbox simulation of war chess...]
[What the fuck? This young man?!]
In Meteor's mind, the current top light infantry unit at Jiujie Station and the combat records of War King stayed at thirteen months ago, which was the last cooperation operation between him and Jiang Xueming. After that, Meteor went to Galahad. Preparing for the academician exam and staying away from the war.
Anonymous's combat style and strategy are to sneak in → collect intelligence → annihilate active forces.
This team is best at street fighting and can display terrifying combat effectiveness in complex housing areas.
Regarding the battle memories related to Jiang Xueming, in the official mission, Refeng could actually learn very little.
Because once the mission begins, it is actually very rare to see Ah Xing and Xueming fighting side by side in the same scene. Anonymous usually has to split up and dismember a large number of enemy troops one by one.
In addition to the competition in the ring, as soon as Refeng understood the King of War's KDA [kills/defeats/assists], he exclaimed in Meteor's mind that it was impossible - this was a warrior beyond his time, he was 198 In my four years of experience, I have never seen such an outrageous performance.
"Can the God of Si Ye learn a lesson from my brother Ming?" Meteor smiled brightly, showing his gleaming teeth: "What can he learn? To put it super arrogantly - six years ago my eldest brother had more than a hundred There are different ways to kill the elite soldiers of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult."
"About cqb, about survival, about the fighting between light infantry - even the boss is full of praise for his ability to learn combat skills."
"After little sister Jiang Zheng was born, this little girl carried some of the characteristics of Bo, so Brother Ming has been highly vigilant about Fangfang Fantasy and has no thoughts of abusing the soul power."
"The expedition against the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult lasted for six years. At the end of the war, I rarely saw him in his complete form with full firepower. Morpho Yi and Wenyu Wuhuan were both eating ashes, and occasionally they would be handed over to him. My sister-in-law and I came here to use it - today, I can't quite understand how strong Brother Ming is now, he is no longer in the same world as me."
[If the War King in your memory is really that brave - even if the night patrolling gods die hundreds of times, they will not get any advantage.]
[If Night Patrol cannot deal with this powerful enemy, [Falcon Shi] and [Zhong Kui] will soon send more powerful gods to defeat this intruder.]
As soon as he heard that these electronic androids had reinforcements, Meteor became nervous.
"They are also copies of you? Are they more powerful than that black iron lump?"
[They are not my clones. [Falcon Shi] and [Zhong Kui] are more professional combat units. Clones based on Hot Wind are not qualified to install more powerful skeletons and modules - the Shinto people can always Beware of the defection of these unstable individuals. If the clone accidentally evolves into the original body, it will be a disaster for the Shinto people.]
[My clone can only serve as a patrol officer at best.]
Meteor: "Do you think Brother Ming can handle these guys?"
[I'm not sure. In your memory, there is very little information about spirits like Fragrant Fantasy. If the War King uses a mortal body and a pyroxene stick to deal with Falcon Shi and Zhong Kui - he has no chance of winning.]
While Hot Feng explained, Meteor was not idle on the other side.
The two security posts in the northwest and southeast were tightly guarded. He chose a secluded corner to avoid the patrol surveillance of drones, climbed up the long box on the assembly line, opened the ventilation duct and got into the box, following the conveyor belt. Enter the Night Watch Center.
[Boy, I recommend you follow these parts and sneak into the processing workshop, avoid the patrols of the Terrorist Rangers, and find your weapons.]
Meteor: "That's what I meant, you and I thought of getting together."
[If everything goes well and we find the route for transporting brains from the logistics system, we will go back to the Japan Patrol Center, go to the Angel Baby production base, and smash it to pieces.]
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The meteor ran forward, crossing hundreds of meters of conveyor belt.
"By cutting off the production capacity of this barracks, Brother Ming can concentrate on dealing with those two gods you mentioned. What our nameless leader is best at is to attack with force..."
[You still want to find Luo Pingan? Right?]
Ryusei still doesn't know where Mr. Heian is being held now. In fact, Mr. Heian's incarnation has been moved to Ginza Town at this moment, which is another city more than 230 kilometers away from Xiaokandong.
"right..."
Before Ah Xing could finish his words, he followed the corpse assembly line and ran into the processing plant, where he saw two temporary workers from the Terrorist Task Force checking the discharge port.
He bumped into each other, just like this you looked at me and I looked at you.
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[It seems that my judgment was wrong, there is also defense here.]
The temporary worker didn't have a gun in his hand, and a second ago he was complaining about the uneven quality of the prosthetic bones delivered. The final function correction is a very critical link, which determines whether the recruit can immediately adapt to the limbs and become familiar with the senses in combat situations.
But the next second, an unidentified stranger ran in from the conveyor belt and stood frozen beside the diverter. He had no weapons in his hands and no armor on his body. He looked like he was not wearing any prosthetics, and he looked like he was reckless.
natural person.
"Hey..." The temporary worker on the left took off his goggles and scolded Ah Xing: "Are you a newborn? Why are you here?!"
The temporary worker on the right cursed: "Is there something wrong with your brain? It is illegal to break into the night patrol center without permission! Put your hands up!"
[What are you going to do now? Step like a meteor?]
Axing muttered in a low voice: "Shouldn't you be the one giving me instructions? Refeng... you said that you have rich combat experience..."
[You actually ask me for advice...]
[I thought you forgot about this.]
Meteor opened his mouth and raised his hand unhappily. At this moment, Huoshi responded to him and began to emit a warm light, "Then what do you think we should do now?"
[Ready to fight.]
The temporary worker on the left immediately became alert and put down the prosthetic parts at hand.
"who are you talking to?!"
The temporary worker on the right was surprised and started to stutter.
"Red... Akita-kun! His venom is red! His venom is red!"
As soon as these words came out, the two soldiers reached for their carrying equipment and drew their guns to meet the enemy——
——They seemed to be frightened. The bright red venom mechanism seemed to be a curse in Shinto City. It had a bad reputation. This was the first time that Ah Xing awakened the pyroxene in front of ordinary citizens.
"Akita-kun...hold my arm! I can't pull out the gun..."
"Yamashita-kun...I...I, I, I, I seem to be the same...I..."
Asing watched this scene - the legs and feet of the two brothers, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix, were shaking like chaff. Their thumbs were pressed on the unlocking button of the quick-draw holster, but they couldn't pull out the gun.
"They seem to be afraid of me?"
[When the two gods of day and night develop symptoms of personality disintegration, they will think of me as their father. When they fall into madness, they will also have venom organs of this color.]
[To ordinary people, red venom represents disaster.]
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[part·comes just in time]
Ah Xing walked forward step by step, and the two temporary workers stepped back step by step.
Until their backs hit the cold iron wall, the panicked Akita-kun finally pulled out his secondary weapon.
It's too late, it's too soon——
——Liuxing raised his hand to hold his wrist, and pressed the other bright red arm on Yamashita-kun's neck, casually doing so.
The two brothers' heads collided with each other, their bulletproof helmets collided together, the sound of a gong was struck, and their brains vibrated back and forth in their skulls. Their bodies fell to the ground and fell asleep, returning to the [Elysian Space] again.
[You’re not going to kill them?]
Ah Xing checked the status of the pistol, collected the submachine gun from the enemy, and took the carrying gear and magazine with him.
"Refeng, should I kill them? I don't know..."
[They use money to do things and are the minions of the Shinto people. If I were you, I would not spare their lives.]
"I used to kill cultists, and they deserved their punishment for their evil deeds. But what about these two guys?" Meteor put on his helmet and checked the bulletproof inserts of his carrying equipment: "Can you tell me what crime they committed?"
[The moment they accept the reward, these two guys are already ready to die. Meteor, please look up and take a good look.]
Ah Xing raised his head, followed the guidance of the bright red light source of the venom on his right arm, and looked towards another passage.
The skulls are sent to the processing workshop one by one on the conveyor belt. Those skulls are semi-finished products. The exposed muscles and some connective tissues need to go through the skinning process before they can have a complete face.
The vertebrae of these heads are not as complete as those of the night watch gods, nor as complete as those of the executioners. They only have twenty-five joints, and their movement ability and body coordination are far inferior to those of the executioners.
[Did you see it? These heads are the newborns raised by Risun and Tsunei. They are carefully selected from the human gene pool of Shinto City and cultivated various typical people.]
[It is illegal and criminal to give birth privately in this city. They are missing seven vertebrae and do not deserve to have a reproductive system. If they want to experience real love between a man and a woman, they need to pay for the corresponding artificial bones.]
[The two soldiers you just knocked out are also angel babies produced by these typical human institutions.]
[They are not real humans—these essences are products that need to be paid for for the ghosts in the Elysian Space.]
Meteor said angrily: "So that's what happened!?"
[I can feel the anger in your heart, and similarly, you should also be able to feel my anger...]
[For these mass-produced brains, death is the best relief and a great blessing.]
[You're not killing them, you're saving them.]
[They may still have a faint sense of consciousness, but the venom mechanism on their arms has completely dominated the hypothalamic consciousness center.]
[They can’t tell whether this is reality or VR training. Born from an artificial womb, this brain belongs to a ghost with the same DNA. They need to provide claims services for the rebirth insurance purchased by the ghost, and create a new body for the ghost.]
[The moment every life is born, it is immediately eaten up by ghosts and turned into a substitute.]
[I told you, don’t believe in broken memories, it’s not true——]
[——I am very afraid that the venom mechanism will affect your personality and reason.]
[I don’t want you to become another hot wind, so don’t pry into my memory.]
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Bu Liuxing raised the muzzle of his gun, gritted his teeth and pursed his lips with a ferocious expression.
He looked at the two soldiers and couldn't imagine what kind of monsters were being created in the flesh and blood mill of Shinto City.
Your finger enters the trigger guard and gets closer to the trigger.
But he started to cry——
——Yes, he loves to cry all the time.
This was the first time he cried since arriving in Shinto City.
[Sometimes it’s hard for me to imagine how such a weak person could achieve great success in the nameless team.]
[What are you thinking? Bu Meteor? My synchronization rate with you has dropped to freezing point. I can't understand you at this moment. Your blood-brain barrier and spirit body shut me out, and I can't reach the cerebral cortex.]
"Hot wind..."
Bu Liuxing's arms were tense, and more tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"It was great before, right?"
[How long ago was this?]
"Before this happens..."
[What does all this refer to? I am just a ghost. My artificial intelligence cannot understand these abstract questions. If you are willing to open your heart and keep pace with me, I can search your memory and answer these questions for you.
]
Axing drove the hot wind out of his brain. In this position, he could stay awake and see the hot wind completely - at that moment, he pulled the trigger hard!
"boom--"
The bullet penetrated the soldier's skull, leaving a radial mass of brain with white artificial blood on the cold wall.
"What I'm asking is..."
Meteor transfers the muzzle.
"In 1984, when the Six Shinto Schools were not so powerful..."
"It was great before, right?"
His mouth has always been awkward and it is difficult for him to express complete and clear words.
Hot Wind could not understand the host's hidden meaning, but it could vaguely sense a strong and warm emotion in Bu Liuxing's heart.
[If my neural network analysis results are correct, are you sympathizing with me?]
Meteor replied loudly: "Yes! I feel very sad! How great it would be if this didn't happen!"
[Meteor Boy...]
"If the disaster had not happened, the god of Shinto City would not have been born - Brother Heian is right. The era of looking forward to the arrival of heroes is sad, so the era of praying to the gods must be very terrible."
"You don't want me to get to know you, so you hide all your memories."
"But I can definitely feel that every time I come into contact with these weird androids, I seem to feel the same way as you..."
"How much did the people of this land pay to deal with the disaster?"
"It must have been wonderful before, right?"
[It’s not as bad as you think. It was bad before. It’s just getting worse now.]
[Our Chapter has made heavy sacrifices to deal with the Scourge and Veta's Brand.]
[Sacrifice is a shortcut, and choosing artificial intelligence is also a shortcut.]
[After taking countless shortcuts, I finally realized that there was no way ahead.]
[Leaving Homo sapiens to be managed by gods is in itself an act of dehumanization.]
[Perhaps when the fifty-one pillars were completed, the management team at that time could predict the disaster that was about to happen decades later. This is what a society without humanity should look like.]
[What you saw, what you experienced, all the horrific and bizarre stories you encountered in Stone Hill Town and Elysium, the dead and living freaks and deformities, it all seems to make perfect sense.]
[There are traces left by the activities of Homo sapiens in 1984, and there are also lifelike people - but there are no real lives living in reality.]
[But we have no choice. Become slaves of ghosts? Become silent tombstones?]
[I think no matter who you choose, they will choose to live without hesitation.]
[This is the instinct of life, this is human nature.]
"boom--"
Meteor fired the second shot and silently wiped away his tears.
Right now, right now.
The executioner on night patrol had just crossed the door and followed the sound of gunshots to the logistics room.
The enemies met again. They stared at each other, motionless.
The light illuminated the executioner's eyes, the blood-red compound sight locked on the target, and the dark nano-armor climbed onto the pale muscles.
The soul power of Meteor burst out from the body, causing the sound of hunting.