Chapter 2023 The decisive victory in the arena (6)
Chapter 2023 The decisive victory is in Arena Six
Two hundred and ten years ago, that is, AD 316.
A middle-aged man sat in the darkness, with a cold iron wall behind him, part of a military base.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked another man across the table. The words were in pure German, with the coldness and seriousness unique to Germanic officers.
"I'm sure," the man responded.
"I repeat." To confirm, the officer said: "It will take at least two hundred years for the Vegas system to be completely assimilated with your nervous system and stabilized. During these two hundred years, you will
He has been kept in a cryogenic chamber, continuing to dream that endless dream. All these sacrifices are for the future of the [Nazi Party] and are a prelude to our implementation of the [racial purification plan]. For our country,
All the sacrifices you have made are glorious and noble, but they must be carried out with your personal consent. Are you really ready?"
"No need to say anything, I'm ready." The man replied without any hesitation: "For the country. For the Nazi Party."
"What about your wife at home? I heard that she is pregnant?" The officer then asked: "Two hundred years from now, everything will be completely different. If you lie down in that cryogenic chamber, it means that you will never have a baby again."
I have the opportunity to see my wife and the child who is about to be born. Is it really worth it?"
"Nora will understand me." The man replied, "I believe she will respect my decision."
"Really?" the officer hummed without emotion, and then wrote in the document on the table: "If this is what you want, it is the final word. Congratulations, Mr. Nutt. You have been selected as the maintenance officer."
The final volunteer experimenter of the Gas system. The transplant operation is about to begin. Please sign your name here and follow me."
The man signed the paperwork without thinking.
"Take care of Nora for me," he said, "and little Sean who hasn't been born yet."
"Of course. You are a hero who sacrificed his life for the country and an honorary member of the Naz Party. We will definitely take good care of your family and will never let them starve or freeze."
Yes, the Nazis clearly promised this two hundred years ago.
The promises made by a country, a government, and a political party in power should be very reliable, right?
However
More than two hundred years later, the man opened his eyes and saw
An abandoned research institute, a completely abandoned underground ruin.
The cryochamber that was opened was opened in an emergency because the battery was exhausted. Except for him, all the other cryochambers had been damaged. The other volunteer experimenters lying inside had either turned into putrid corpses or were already white bones.
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The man got up in horror. He didn't know how long it took him to recover from the side effects of years of freezing. He was so weak that he couldn't wait to walk out of this deserted, rusty, dark and gloomy underground research institute, trying to get out of the cold.
Find clues in various terminals to understand what is happening here.
Then he understood. Two hundred years have passed, time has changed, Germany has changed dynasties, and the political party in power is no longer the Nazi Party. The Nazi Party's ambition to conquer the world was shattered, and they tried to study "super soldiers"
The plan to conquer the world was naturally terminated, so the [Vegas Plan] also disappeared from the stage of history one hundred and fifty years ago.
Only this secret research institute hidden underground has been preserved, but it has gradually declined because no one has maintained it for many years.
In order to maintain the power of the freezing chamber, the intelligent management system shut down the freezing and life-support systems of other experimenters one by one, and only retained the most powerful individual among them, the one with the most hope of surviving to the end, Nat. The entire
The last bit of power in the institute was used to maintain Nat's cryochamber, which allowed it to survive the two hundred years of great changes until the [Vegas system] was completely assimilated with Nat's own nervous system, and the research was completely successful.
He is the only successful example of the entire plan, he is the only condensed essence of the entire plan, he is the Naz Party, the "super soldiers" created by the old Germanic Empire, and he is the "future".
However, he has been forgotten by this changing country and is no longer needed.
Old soldiers never die, they just wither.
His country and government no longer need him, but that's it. Where is his wife Nora? More than two hundred years have passed, she should be no longer alive, right? But what about his son? Where are his son's descendants?
?
He must find them. Even if it is impossible to see his little Sean, he still has to find the children of little Sean's children. He wants to take another look at the "legacy" he left in history two hundred years ago.
This man who traveled through time left the underground research institute with longing and uneasiness about the future.
A few years later, he joined the German army as a first-class soldier and made some achievements in the war. But the war passed too quickly. This is not an era where people can quickly become heroes. If you want to climb up step by step
, until reaching the core of power, using power to find the forgotten history two hundred years ago will take a huge amount of time. He does not have the patience. He just wants to know the clues about his wife and children two hundred years ago. And the Round Table Trial is this
The stage is prepared for people like him.
There are means here that can realize almost any wish, as long as you become a Knight of the Round Table!
"Yes." Musketeer Nat got up from the ground. He was covered in blood, but he didn't feel much pain. The Vegas system is not only a system that accelerates neural response capabilities, it uses nano-scale golems as its main carrier.
, assimilates with the human nervous system and can produce various effects, including suppressing pain.
This man just wanted to see his wife and children again. In order to realize this small wish, he came here and risked his life to fight with his opponents again and again.
"I haven't seen my little Sean yet, how could he fall down in a place like this?" He murmured almost stubbornly.
"It's unbelievable." Bediwell, who climbed up from the pit, couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the other party's figure.
Is that really [human]?
The front was affected by two explosions. Musketeer Nat's right arm was used to protect himself and had already suffered considerable damage. The skin on that arm was split open, and many muscles were torn apart by the explosion. You can even see
Bones!
But underneath Nat's bloody and bone-shattering arm were black bones with a metallic luster! That guy's bones were made of special metal, and there was no way it could be damaged by a mere explosion! The split flesh on his arms
They are constantly twitching, as if they have life of their own! The bloody flesh also glows under the rays of the sun, and in this dim light, it gradually begins to stop bleeding and recovers slowly but continuously.
As is!
Self-healing ability? Can humans have self-healing ability?! Although this self-healing ability pales in comparison to the self-healing ability of epic creatures such as dragons and succubi, but can humans possess this level of self-healing ability?
The self-healing ability is really amazing!
Musketeer Nat is some kind of [cyborg], and he is probably a cyborg whose whole body has been highly modified!
Human beings are really weak.
It is precisely because humans are weak and want to pursue greater power that they transform themselves.
The more they transform and pursue strength, the more [man] deviates from [man's] way.
Can that ultimate figure, which has completely deviated from [humanity] and was born out of the pursuit of power, still be considered [human]?
It’s just a monster!
"I know what you're thinking." Nat's right arm no longer hurts, and the injury no longer hinders his movement. He took out another firearm or shotgun from his tactical belt to match the shotgun he held in his left hand.
used together with shotguns.
Both hands are equipped with shotguns, and the two combat shotguns have been specially modified. The large bayonets on them seem to be more suitable for close combat. This guy intends to fight quickly and have a close combat with Bediwell.
??!
"Interesting. I'll just accompany you." The werewolf young man hummed. The whip in his left hand and the scimitar in his right hand were all ready to go. Of course, the effect of the frozen rosin applied on it has been completely exhausted, and the werewolf young man did not have this ability.
He had time to refill it with more frozen rosin. He didn't have to.
The opponent's bayonet doesn't have any enchantment on it, it's just a bayonet. If it's a close-quarters fight, the conditions are even!
"Then, let's start!" Before his opponent could answer, Bedivere had already charged forward!
Bang! Seeing the werewolf youth rushing over to get shot, Musketeer Nat would certainly not let go of such a good opportunity, and shot him head-on! The recoil of the large-caliber steel ball shot had minimal impact on his arm, after all, he was inside his body
It is a special alloy skeleton. Driven by the explosion of the photon explosion engine, dozens of large-caliber steel balls burst out in a random fan shape, and the attack range is quite large!
But no matter how large its attack range is, there is no danger if the steel ball is blocked. Bedivere activated the effect of [Acceleration Potion] in an instant, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became extremely slow! He shot the oncoming
He could see the steel balls clearly, and the tungsten turtle tongue whip in his hand also received every command he gave, and immediately attacked accurately and quickly, knocking away all six scattered steel balls that might threaten Bedivere! And Beidiwell
Deville also accelerated and rushed in front of the musketeer, drawing his sword!
Boom!! Bedivere's Black Moon Kobelco scimitar and the bayonet on the Musketeer's Nut shotgun collided with each other! Bedivere's action and trajectory of the knife were clearly seen by the other party, and of course the sword went down.
It will be blocked!
"Die!" As soon as Nat blocked the blow with the bayonet on his shotgun, he immediately adjusted the tip of the shotgun, pointed it at the werewolf youth's face and shot him! (To be continued)