Abyss Express

Foreword:

Boxing taught me never to lie still, to be ready to stand up again!

— Ernest Miller Hemingway

[Part① Scarlet Fear]

Under the high walls of the deep courtyard of the Night Patrol Center, Meteor looked up at the figures flying away in mid-air, the lights of the drone's track were getting darker and darker, and another night god left the electronic bionic man processing factory.

Meteor said in surprise: "Another one died? So fast?"

[You can't kill all the executioners, boy, don't be too happy. ]

Meteor analyzed with reason and evidence: "I don't mean to underestimate the enemy, Hot Wind, I just think that a great person has come to Kanto City, and your night watch gods fall into their hands like chickens and dogs. The gourd baby is like saving grandpa, one by one sending kill counts to others."

[Chang Shi will collect new combat data based on the combat records, and the executioner will become stronger and stronger. This uninvited guest won't last long. ]

"If I'm right." Meteor grinned and said, "Judging by the killing efficiency, it must be my brother Ming who came. As for what you said, the more frustrated you are, the stronger you are? Hehe."

[Is there something wrong? The learning efficiency of artificial intelligence is far higher than that of Homo sapiens, judging from the information I have checked from your cerebral cortex]

[Use Jiang Xueming in your memory to do war chess sand table deduction.]

[Fuck me? This young man?!]

In Meteor's mind, about the current top light infantry unit at the Nine Realms Station, and about the combat records of the King of War, they stayed thirteen months ago. That was the last cooperative operation between him and Jiang Xueming. After that, Meteor went to Galahad Examination preparation academician, stay away from the war.

Anonymous's combat style and strategy is to infiltrate → collect intelligence → annihilate the living forces.

This team is best at street fighting, and can display terrifying combat effectiveness in complex housing areas.

Regarding the combat memories related to Jiang Xueming, in the official mission, Hot Wind can actually learn very little.

Because once the mission starts, it is actually very rare to see Ah Xing and Xue Ming 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 discussion in the arena, Hot Feng just saw the KDA [Kill/Defeat/Assist] of the King of War, and exclaimed in Meteor's mind that it is impossible-this is a version of a fighter beyond the era, he is 198 In the four years of Antique, he has never seen such an outrageous record.

"Can God Si Ye learn a lesson from my brother Ming?" Meteor smiled brightly, showing his big gleaming teeth: "What can he learn? To put it in a super arrogant way - six years ago my elder brother had more than one hundred A different way to kill the elite soldiers of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Cult."

"About CQB, about survival, about fighting between light infantry——his ability to learn combat skills even BOSS is full of praise."

"After the birth of little sister Jiang Zheng, this little girl has some characteristics of a boss, so Brother Ming has maintained a high degree of vigilance against Fenfang Huanmeng, and has no intention of abusing her soul power."

"The expedition to the Crazy Butterfly Sacred Cult lasted for six years. At the end of the war, I rarely saw him in full firepower. Both Shandieyi and Wenyu Wuhuan were eating ashes, and occasionally handed over to him. My sister-in-law and I use it—today, I don’t quite understand how strong Brother Ming is now, he is no longer in the same world as me.”

[If the King of War in your memory is really that brave—even if the god of the night patrol dies a few hundred times, he will not be able to get the slightest advantage. ]

[If the night patrol cannot deal with this powerful enemy, soon [Falcon Style] and [Zhong Kui] will send more powerful gods to crusade against this intruder. ]

Meteor also became nervous when he heard that these electronic bionics had reinforcements.

"Are they copies of you too? Are they stronger than that black lacquered iron lump?"

[They are not my clones. [Falcon Style] and [Zhong Kui] are more professional combat units. The clones made based on Hot Wind are not qualified to install more powerful prosthetic skeletons and modules—the Shinto people will always Beware of the defection of these unstable individuals, if the clones accidentally evolve into the main body, it will be a disaster for Shinto followers. ]

[My clone can only take on the position of patrolman 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 Dream. If the King of War uses a mortal body and a pyroxene stick to deal with Falcon Shiki and Zhong Kui—he has no chance of winning. ]

While Hot Wind was explaining, Meteor was not idle on the other side.

The two security posts in the northwest and southeast are closely guarded. He chose a secluded corner, avoiding the patrol and monitoring of drones, climbed into 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 machine shop, avoid the Ranger Rangers patrols, and find your weapons. ]

Meteor: "That's exactly what I mean, you and I want to go together."

[If everything goes well, we will find the route to transport the brain from the logistics system, and we will go back to the Japanese Patrol Center, go to the production base of the angel babies, and smash it to pieces. ]

Meteor ran forward all the way, crossing hundreds of meters of conveyor belt.

"Brother Ming can concentrate on dealing with the two gods you mentioned after cutting off the production capacity of this barracks. What the leader of our Wumingshi is best at is to attack the strong with force."

[You still want to find Luo Pingan? Right? ]

Meteor still doesn't know where Mr. Ping'an is now. In fact, the avatar of Mr. Heian has been moved to Ginza Town at this moment, which is another city more than 230 kilometers away from Xiaokanto.

"right"

Before Ah Xing could finish his sentence, he followed the Yiku assembly line and ran into the processing plant, where he saw two temporary workers from the Terrorist Rangers inspecting the discharge port.

He bumped into the two of them, just like this, you look at me and I look at you.

The three of them didn't speak, and everyone was a little confused for a while.

[It seems that my judgment was wrong, and there is also a defense here. ]

The temporary worker didn't have a gun in his hand, and he was still complaining about the uneven quality of the prosthetic skeletons sent over a second ago. The final function correction is a very critical part, which determines whether the recruits can immediately adapt to the limbs and become familiar with the senses in the combat state.

But a second later, an unidentified stranger ran in from the conveyor belt, stood stiffly beside the shunt, had no weapons in his hands, and no armor on his body. of natural persons.

"Hey" the temporary worker on the left took off the goggles, and scolded Ah Xing: "Are you a newborn? Why did you come here?!"

The temporary worker on the right scolded: "Is there something wrong with your brain? It is against the law to trespass on the night watch center! Put your hands up!"

[What are you going to do now? Meteor? ]

Ah Xing whispered: "Shouldn't you be the one who gave me the instructions? Hot Wind. As you said, you have rich combat experience."

[You actually ask me for advice.]

[I thought you forgot about this. ]

Meteor pouted, raised his hand sullenly, at this moment, Pyroxene 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 skeleton parts at hand.

"who are you talking to?!"

The temporary worker on the right was startled and stuttered.

"Red Akita-kun! His VENOM is red! His VENOM is red!"

As soon as these words came out, the two soldiers fumbled for the carrying equipment, ready to draw their guns to meet the enemy——

——They seem to be terrified. The bright red VENOM mechanism seems to be a curse in Shinto City.

"Akita-kun hold my arm! I can't draw my gun anymore"

"Yamashita-kun, I, I, I, I seem to be the same. I."

Ah Xing watched this scene - the legs and feet of the two brothers, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Young, were shaking like chaff, and their thumbs were pressed on the unlocking button of the quick-draw holster, but they couldn't pull out the gun no matter what.

"They seem to be afraid of me?"

[When the two gods of day and night have symptoms of split personality, they will think of my father, and when they fall into madness, they will also have VENOM organs of this color. ]

[To the common man, a red VENOM represents disaster. ]

[Part ② 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 panic-stricken Akita-kun finally pulled out the secondary weapon.

It's too late to say--

—— Meteor raised his hand to hold his wrist, and the other bright red arm pressed down on Yamashita-kun's neck, so casually.

The heads of the two brothers collided, the bulletproof helmets collided, and the sound of the gong was knocked out. The brain vibrated back and forth in the skull, and they both fell asleep as soon as their bodies went limp, and went back to [Elysium Space].

[You're not going to kill them? ]

Ah Xing checked the condition of the pistol, found a submachine gun from the enemy, and brought carrying gear and magazines.

"Hot Wind, should I kill them? I don't know."

[They use money to do things, they are minions of Shinto people, if I were you, I would not spare their lives. ]

"In the past, I killed cultists, and they deserved what they did. But what about these two guys?" Meteor put on his helmet and checked the bulletproof plate of the carrying gear: "Can you tell me what crime they committed?"

[The moment the reward is offered, these two guys are already ready to die, Meteor, you look up and take a good look. ]

Ah Xing raised his head, followed the bright red light source of VENOM on his right arm, and looked towards another passage.

One by one, the skulls are sent to the processing workshop by the conveyor belt. Those skulls are semi-finished products, with exposed muscles and some connective tissue. Only after the skinning process is completed can there be a complete face.

The spines of these heads are not like the gods who watch the night, and they don't have complete protection like the executioners. They only have 25 joints, and their movement ability and body coordination are far inferior to the executioners.

[did you see it? These heads are the newborns brought up by Japan Xun and Chang Shi, carefully selected from the human gene pool of Shinto City, and cultivated various typical people. ]

[It is an illegal and criminal act to give birth privately in this city. They are missing seven vertebrae and are not worthy of having a reproductive system. If they want to experience real love between men and women, they need to pay for the corresponding prosthetic bones. ]

[The two soldiers you stunned just now are also angel babies produced in these typical human institutions. ]

[They are not real human beings - these physical substances are a product that needs to be purchased for the ghosts of Elysium. ]

Meteor said angrily: "So that's what happened!?"

[I can feel the anger in your heart, and you should also feel my anger]

[For these mass-produced brains, death is the best relief and a great boon. ]

[You are not killing them, you are saving them. ]

[They may still have a little bit of consciousness, but the VENOM organ on the arm has completely dominated the hypothalamic consciousness center. ]

[They can’t tell whether this is reality or VR training. Born in an artificial womb, this brain belongs to a ghost with the same DNA. They need to pay 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 becomes a substitute. ]

[I told you, don't trust broken memories, it's not true—]

[——I am very afraid, afraid that the VENOM mechanism will affect your personality and reason. ]

[I don't want you to become another hot air, so don't come to spy on my memory. ]

[Make your choice now, Meteor Boy. ]

Bu Meteor raised the muzzle of his gun, gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, with a grim expression.

He looked at the two soldiers, and couldn't imagine what kind of monsters were being created in the Flesh Mill in Shinto City.

Fingers enter the trigger guard, getting closer and closer to the trigger.

He began to cry--

—Yes, he was always crying.

This was the first time he cried since he came to Shinto City.

[Sometimes it is hard for me to imagine why such a weak person can make great achievements in the team of Wumingshi. ]

[what's on your mind? Meteor? My synchronization rate with you has dropped to a freezing point. At this moment, I cannot understand you. Your blood-brain barrier and spirit body shut me out, and I have no way to reach the cerebral cortex. ]

"Hot air."

Bu Meteor's arms were tense, and more tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"It used to be nice, right?"

[Before this, how long ago was it? ]

"Before all this happened."

[What does all this refer to? I'm just a ghost, my artificial intelligence can't understand these abstract questions, if you are willing to open up and keep pace with me, I can search your memory and answer these doubts for you. ]

Ah Xing drove the hot wind out of his brain. Only in this position could he stay awake and fully see the Hot Wind—at that moment, he squeezed the trigger fiercely!

"boom--"

The bullet pierced the soldier's skull, leaving a radiating brain mass on the cold wall, with white artificial blood.

"What I'm asking is."

Meteor shifts the muzzle.

"In 1984, when the Six Divisions of Shinto were not so powerful."

"It used to be nice, right?"

His mouth has always been clumsy, and it is difficult to express complete and clear words.

Hot Wind couldn't understand the meaning behind the host's words, but it could vaguely sense that Bu Liuxing had a strong and warm emotion in his heart.

[If my neural network analysis results are correct, are you sympathizing with me? ]

Meteor replied loudly: "Yes! I feel very sad! It would be great if all this hadn't happened!"

[Meteor Boy]

"If the disaster hadn't happened, the gods of Shendao City would not have been born—Brother Ping'an 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 understand you, I hide all the memories."

"But I can really feel that every time I come into contact with these weird bionics, I seem to be able to empathize with you."

"How much did the people of this land pay to deal with the disaster?"

"It must have been beautiful before, right?"

[Not as bad as you think, and it used to be. Only now it's getting worse. ]

[Our Chapter has sacrificed heavily against the Scourge and Vitabrand. ]

[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. ]

[Giving Homo sapiens to the management of the gods is itself an inhuman act. ]

[Perhaps when the fifty-one pillars were completed, the management team at that time could predict the disaster that would happen decades later. A society without humanity should look like this. ]

[What you've seen, what you've experienced, all the horror-hunting stories you've encountered in Stonehill and Elysium, dead and living freaks and deformities, it all seems quite plausible. ]

[Here are the traces left by the activities of Homo sapiens in 1984, and there are also lifelike people—only there is no real life living in reality. ]

[But we have no choice, become slaves to ghosts? Become silent tombstones?]

[I think whoever chooses will choose to live without hesitation. ]

[This is the instinct of life, this is human nature. ]

"boom--"

Meteor fired a second shot, silently wiping away tears.

Right now, right now.

The executioner on night watch just passed the door and followed the gunshots to the logistics room.

The pair of enemies met again, and they looked at each other without moving.

The light illuminated the executioner's eyes, the blood-red compound sight locked on the target, and the black nano-armor climbed up the pale muscles.

The soul power of the meteor burst out from the body, leading to the sound of hunting.

"You came just in time."