"I can't sleep..." Bedivere rubbed his neck and walked out of the captain's cabin to take a breath of fresh air.
Although it is said that in order to use the spell to wake up Queeg, Bedivere needs to sleep now to regain his energy. But he does not have the habit of taking a nap. Even if he is asked to sleep at noon, he still cannot fall asleep no matter what. This kind of thing cannot be done forcefully.
Arrived.
Instead of lying in bed tossing and turning to consume energy, it is better to go out for a walk. Relaxing is also a way to rest - Bediwell advised himself this.
Then, armed with a super exaggerated weapon, Nat walked by.
"It's a nice day," Nat said nonchalantly, without slowing down.
"The weather is so nice... what the heck!" Bedivere was stunned for half a second before reacting, and immediately followed him: "Wait, what are you doing? It's a rocket launcher and a Gatling launcher. Are you going?
Where is the war going?"
"Just going to settle some personal matters, Captain." Nat said, still not slowing down. This direction was probably to go to the teleportation room.
"What the hell is this private matter? Could it be that you are planning to seek revenge on Natsu's remnants? Why didn't you call me?"
"I don't need to call you, Captain Bedivere." Fireman said: "Don't you have to be energetic enough to help that poor little leopard? You are already busy enough, do your best.
Just do your job. I will take care of my personal affairs myself, don’t worry."
"What do you mean, don't worry? Didn't we already agree to find the Nazi Party members together? Why did you act on your own without waiting for me?"
"Because the situation has changed. I received reliable information that Hydera, the leader of the Naz Party, has thawed out of an underground shelter and plans to escape from the shelter and hide." Nat said: "I must escape before he escapes."
Rush over and hunt him down, or you'll never catch him."
"Are these heavy firearms used to capture a person, or to fight against an army?" Bedivere looked at the terrifying pile of equipment behind Nat: "No. This is definitely a dangerous mission, right? I can't just look at it like this.
I will go with you to die, and I will go with you."
"What about the little leopard? Don't you want to save him?" Nat asked back: "You can't help everyone in the world, Captain Bedivere. Just do what you can. If you are busy helping me, you ignore it.
What happened to Queeg? The little leopard was taken away by the Jotun giant and the matter became irreversible?"
"Queg can wait. You are obviously going to die, so you can't wait." Bedivere said, "Let's just say it. You plan to use the Dawn's portal to travel to Germany, and then arrest the remnants of the Naz Party."
, right? How long does this take?"
Nat stopped and turned his scary metal skull face to look at Bedivere: "You are just nosy, aren't you?"
"This is not the first day you have met me."
"Captain, ah, Captain -" Nat shook his head: "One day, you will lose your life because of your nosy."
"I would rather take risks than regret later that I didn't do what I could." Bedivere did not give in.
"...If everything goes well, two hours." Nat suddenly replied: "No matter how bad it goes, we will definitely be able to see Hydra within five hours. If he is still allowed to escape, we will retreat and collect intelligence."
, re-draw the plan. This time the situation is very urgent, and the fewer people there should be, the faster we can move."
"What are you talking about? You want to move fast while carrying that pile of heavy equipment." Bediwell took off a heavy rocket launcher from Nat's back and stuffed it into his luggage pocket: "Isn't it the luggage?"
Are your pockets full?"
"It's full of mines. It would be risky to put firearms in there," Nutt said.
"Anyway, it's always good to have one more person looking after your back. Stop talking nonsense, we'll just go and get back as soon as possible."
"Okay, if you want to follow me, I can't stop you." Nat walked quickly: "And talking nonsense to you here will only waste more time."
"So I'm a burden?" Bedivere followed quickly unhappily.
"Wow." Saifer, who was preparing the teleportation room, saw Nat coming in full gear and was startled: "What the hell?"
"Help me establish the teleportation based on these coordinates," Nat handed over a small note and said, "Hurry up. The communication protocol should have been opened on the other end of the teleportation gate."
"Okay. This is German Cat." Saifei began to enter the coordinates: "You are going to a terrible place with full armor. Are you not afraid of causing trouble, Cat?"
"It's okay." After the portal opened, Nat jumped in in a hurry.
"I'll come back as soon as I go and keep the communication connection with the portal." Bedivere ordered and followed him in.
Boom! Bedivere Wolf's ears were stung by an electromagnetic blast. When he came to his senses, he was already in an underground facility that looked like a military base.
"This is……?"
"The underground research institute when I woke up." Nat replied, operating various control panels on the side: "The communication protocol is still valid. I'm so lucky."
"Where's Hydra?"
"Of course not here. We have to drive there in a vehicle." The gunman replied: "I transformed this place into my own small base. I hid a small gunboat at the exit of the research institute. We have
Just leave."
"No wonder it takes several hours." Bedivere looked around and looked at the equipment that looked like frozen jars: "Is this where they transform you from a human to a half-human and half-machine?"
"To be precise, my brain was taken out of the body and soaked in a special container to be transformed by the nano-golem." Nat operated the control panel and opened a side channel: "The nano-golem affects the brain."
The transformation of nerves is very slow, and any mistake will damage the brain nerves, so it will take hundreds of years to complete the transformation. So my brain has been sleeping in this kind of jar for two hundred years. The Naz party still had their own wishful thinking back then.
I thought that in a hundred years they would have an invincible army composed of half-human, half-machine artificial beings like me. It’s a pity that they perished first.”
"I'd love to see this." He shuddered: "If there are hundreds of people like you, it's scary just to think about it."
There is a reason for him to say this, because the other jars in the institute are empty, and the brain balls contained in them that have been modified have disappeared.
"There can't be hundreds. After the experiment started, they discovered that the success rate of this transformation was too low." Nat said: "I am the only one who survived. Most of the other soldiers who accepted this transformation experiment like me
They all died due to various experimental accidents during that long period of hundreds of years. Some people's brains could not withstand the transformation of nano-golems. Brain balls that were damaged and could no longer be used were discharged from the cooling tank like garbage.
, permanently necrotic. Two hundred years later, when I woke up, I was the only one left."
"So you are luckier than anyone else."
"Lucky?" Nat let out a hollow, mechanical chuckle, "My wife and children are separated, and I live half-human and half-ghost. Is this considered lucky?"
"At least you are still alive. You deceived time, deceived the god of death, and miraculously survived." Bedivere followed Nat and jumped onto the small tactical gunboat. The structure of the gunboat was similar to that of the iron cavalry, and it should be made by Germans. The armament and workmanship are quite good. However, it is not equipped with any weapons, probably for the purpose of traveling easily.
"Alive..." Natra said in a long tone: "If I use this hard metal arm to hug my wife's waist, will I still be able to feel her body temperature? If I use these cold arms to hold her, Son, is there any way I can coax that child to stop crying? Except for my brain, no part of me still belongs to me. Even the brain has been modified and is half biological and half mechanical. I can’t even feel food or drink. Fun, and the pleasure brought by love. Is this kind of life still considered living?"
Bedivere couldn't answer.
He stepped on the accelerator and started the gunboat. The German small gunboat made a deep and deep sound that had never been heard from the British cavalry. It quickly rushed out of the warehouse, passed through a long and dark waterway, and finally reached the outside through the natural cave exit.
"Southeast, seven kilometers." Nat looked at the radar on the dashboard and said, "I just hope that the information given by the informant is credible, and we still have time to hunt down the newly thawed Nazi Party remnants."
"This all sounds too convenient. Where did the information come from?" Bediwell, who was sitting in the back seat of the gunboat, asked.
"After I woke up, a certain captain in the German army who took care of me gave me information." Nat replied: "The Nazi Party is no longer in power. Although the current regime will not openly oppose the Nazi Party come back, but they don't want that party to be resurrected again. At least not now."
"So they secretly send you a message, hoping that you can secretly solve the cancer of the old era." Bediwell said.
"That's the case on the surface. But we still can't rule out that this is a trap." Nat said, "Anyway, we should be more careful."
Does the so-called "keep an eye out" mean that Nat brought a pile of heavy weapons that could be used against an army? A drop of sweat broke out on Bedivere's forehead.
"The current German army is not a good thing, right?" Bediwell asked tentatively: "Once you reveal your identity as an android in the round table trial, they will immediately distance themselves from you. relationship, and even does not recognize your nationality."
Veterans never die, they just have nowhere to go.
"They have their own considerations." Nat whispered: "My identity is inherently very... sensitive."
"You're already here, why are you still speaking for them?" So Nat is indeed a soldier through and through, Bedivere wondered.
"I don't care." The gunman said, "I don't take orders from the German army. Maybe this is better. At least there is no one to command me to do this or that."
"So what is your status now? A stateless mercenary?"
"Just an emotionless killing machine." Nat said half-jokingly: "We're here."
In order not to reveal his whereabouts, he quietly parked the gunboat in a nearby mountainous area before he was completely close to the secret base of the Naz Party. From here, he had to drive there on foot.
"Isn't it a pleasant outing before going on a killing spree?" Bedivere snorted.
"No, please don't go on a killing spree, let at least twelve of them survive." Nat reminded. "We need those guys to help activate [Yingqi Orb], remember?"
"Oh yes. I almost forgot." Bedivere took out his weapon and sneaked through the mountains and forests with Nat, slowly approaching the secret base of the Nazi Party. (To be continued)