Cyber Heroes

When Grandora left the quiet room, the battle was almost over.

When the soldiers surrounded this small martial arts hall, the disciples had stopped training. They know how to advance and retreat, and they know that they should show respect to their protectors.

But these soldiers obviously don't know how to advance or retreat.

The apprentices never expected that these soldiers would attack them without any warning.

Unless they become warriors who can participate in competitions, these apprentices will not be able to prepare very good prosthetics. Many apprentices did not even reach the full transformation rate. Moreover, even if the warriors are able to participate in the competition, they will not use their best hands and feet in this training ground. Those expensive prosthetics are their most valuable possessions. How can they be consumed in training if they are not maintained in time?

The prosthetics used by these disciples are far inferior to soldiers.

And those soldiers even have more and more professional equipment.

Most of the apprentices fell down as they fled towards the gate. They were either tied up with ropes or captured in nets shot out.

These ropes are mixed with artificial muscle fibers and can stretch and contract quickly on their own. And those nets are made of carbon fiber that can be magnetized. The hardness of these things is close to diamonds, and their tensile resistance is extremely terrifying. Once entangled, they can only be cut off with professional tools. Even a warrior who has crossed the first level of heaven and earth cannot break it with brute force.

These men were captured.

The soldiers had even expected it. The closer to the exit, the greater the number of soldiers.

Several warriors tried to use their prosthetic bodies to break open the wall calendar.

But what awaited them was a round of blows from non-lethal weapons.

The asylum seekers are well prepared. They can't escape.

Matsushima Hiro looked at all this blankly.

To this day, he has never shown any flaws. The knights were careful enough and no one was caught.

No one knows his actual connection with the chivalrous forces.

Think about it too. If someone knew that his storage device contained a technological crystal of the Turing lineage and was related to the God of War... the Lord of Jayhawk City would definitely not be able to deal with such a big matter. At that time, I am afraid that an orbital airborne army will first be sent to suppress the situation, and then the lunar fleet will be dispatched, with King Agni personally leading the team.

No matter what, there will never be only such a thing... such a thing...

[Calm down, Hiro. ] Ah Ling said, [You don’t have the equipment to fight against the army now, and you don’t have any consumables... The little preparation we made before is simply not enough. You don't know how to escape in the wilderness. No matter what, survive this wave...]

[So, what about those children? 】Matsushima asked.

[It’s just a confessional...] ​​The signal of A-Ling’s thoughts was very weak.

In fact, he knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Veritaserum does not actually guarantee that a person is telling the truth. It only inhibits people's ability to control themselves and at the same time enhances their desire to express themselves. The little thoughts that are usually buried deep in my heart may come out.

And if a person is a little bit dissatisfied with the government, or has a little yearning for knights...

Even "what this person did in his dream" may become evidence of crime.

It is possible for the government to inject a more powerful confessional agent - and "more powerful" often means a permanent effect.

[Can’t you think of a way? 】

[The timing is wrong... Even if King Agni is not considered, the time is too short, and my personality profile lacks such data. This was not my original mission. 】

The only way to break the situation at this time is to "control Grandola, order his subordinates to retreat, and then play the role of this young master for a few days."

But this could worsen the situation.

Now, due to the incident in Youhe City, King Agni paid great attention to this new continent. Ah Ling didn't dare to expose the "forbidden technique" in Turing's lineage.

Besides, even if King Agni is not considered, doing so will not work.

This face of A-Ling's personality does not fully contain all the knowledge of Turing's lineage TX-0. TX-0 himself only gave it "knowledge that may be used in the mission." He originally didn't have this ability. According to the original idea of ​​TX-0, Zero can delete himself after completing the task.

A-Ling had been dealing with the Mana Knights before and had never paid attention to a small character like Grandola. He simply doesn't have enough data to warrant playing this guy.

Songdao closed his vision, and rarely thought of taking a deep breath.

He could understand A-Ling's thoughts at this time.

——Yes, there is no difference. There is no need to gamble with the safety of seniors.

Amidst the screams and cries, Grandora walked leisurely with her hands behind her back.

Matsushima Hiro lowered his head and asked, "Is your target your target? Why don't you come directly to me?"

Grandola smiled. What he wants is Matsushima Hiro's brain. How could he be willing to inject medicine into this precious brain?

The protector said: "I respect you very much, Songdao Normal University. This is for your own good and for their own good. Just clear yourself of the suspicion of being a knight..."

"Fart!" At this time, a sad and angry roar came. A black figure actually escaped the encirclement of several soldiers and rushed towards Grandola, "Go to hell!"

At this moment, even the secretary didn't react.

Grandola tilted her head and looked at the guy who attacked her. Time seemed frozen.

The master of the martial arts school ran straight towards Grandola like lightning.

However, he flew up halfway, fell to the ground and rolled out.

Grandola was a little surprised for a moment. No one saw what Matsushima Hiro just did. He just put his hand on the owner's shoulder, and the owner's balance was destroyed.

——This martial arts... is even more exquisite than what is recorded.

The gym owner got up from the ground and shouted angrily: "Uncle Taishi! Wake up! Wake up! This guy has not given us a way to survive in the martial arts gym!"

He pointed to the back: "Look! After something like this happens, even if this martial arts gym can still exist, what will happen? Will there be people who come to practice martial arts on their own? Will there be people who are willing to become this martial arts gym? A disciple? Ah?"

"Hoo hoo." Grandora couldn't help laughing: "This is really... another unexpected gain. The attempt to assassinate the protector's military attache, and then... tsk tsk, regard 'this martial arts gym' as an entity , build what is built. How anti-human.”

Matsushima Hiro sighed in his heart.

Yes, I should have thought of it earlier. I saw this place as “home”… I was constructing an entity that didn’t exist.

In this era, people like me are really "anti-human".

Matsushima Hiroshi spoke again: "So, Your Excellency, if I join the Asylum, can you let him go? And the child who was captured before."

The owner of the museum yelled angrily: "Uncle Taishi!"

He wanted to stand up again, but Hiro Matsushima rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

"Uncle Grand Master! Let me go! Uncle Grand Master!"

"You are really trapped in a devil's trap, Matsushima Normal School." Grandora said: "This guy's anti-human behavior is too obvious, and the one who was just arrested was too deeply influenced by chivalrous thoughts... But it's not Can’t talk.”

"We can actually talk..." Matsushima Hiro murmured: "It seems that 'survival' is really difficult."

For ants like them, "obedience" and "obedience" are not necessary and sufficient conditions to ensure a normal life. This is only the least important of many "necessary conditions".

If you do these two things, you may not be safe. But if you fail to do these two things, you will definitely not be safe.

Originally the rules were just a bottom line. But when the bottom line is not clear, the standard depends on the master's mood, so human life drifts in the wind on this fuzzy line.

From this point of view, this martial arts gym has never been safe.

Even if it doesn't happen today, it might happen tomorrow.

"What are we talking about?" Matsushima Hiro gradually felt a sense of powerlessness: "I just want to maintain this martial arts gym. But there is only one correct way...?"

Half of his efforts and half of his caution in life actually have no effect.

Fortunately, the efforts of the other half of his life are still useful.

He still has time to use the other half of his life to correct the meaningless half of his life.

But Grandola would be completely mistaken. He laughed loudly and said: "We can talk about anything. Let's clean up the mess here first."

With that said, he turned and left.

But at the same time, he issued an order using a wireless signal, asking a group of soldiers to keep an eye on Matsushima Hiro.

Matsushima Hiroshi slightly loosened his grip on the gym leader and whispered: "You guy...I have told you before that impulsiveness is the enemy of your martial arts practice. You know, if you follow your original If you choose a different approach, the protector can raise the gun in his hand and hit you in the lower abdomen, which is enough to destroy your balance."

"The position of their soldiers actually limits your sprint route. That guy had anticipated this step. He had planned it. This punch was not meant like this. You must remember this in the future. This kind of mistake Don’t do it again.”

He lowered his body, leaned into the hall owner's ear, and said in his lowest voice: "I will demonstrate it to you one last time, watch carefully... remember to choose an opponent you can deal with in the future."

Then, the owner felt the ground tremble.

Hiro Matsushima had disappeared from his body, leaving only a few cracks on the ground.

Grandola actually saw this move. With the help of his subordinate's vision, he saw the moment when Matsushima Hiro rushed over. He saw Matsushima Hiro raising his hand and knocking over two soldiers before rushing in front of him.

——It’s a pity.

——But just right.

It's a pity that Matsushima Hiro can't work for him, but it's "just right" because his goal was achieved.

This was the last distracting thought in Grandola's life.

He pivoted quickly on his left foot. But at this moment, two distracting thoughts blocked his thinking, causing his thinking to stagnate for a moment.

Then, at that moment, he lost track of Matsushima Hiro.

His own vision was too late to capture Matsushima Hiro's figure. The two soldiers whom Matsushima Hiro raised to knock over created a blind spot in his field of vision.

Then, Hiro Matsushima held Grandola's head with both hands.

--how come……

Grandola's original idea was that the secretary and these soldiers would stop Matsushima Hiro for a moment. After all, he was able to withstand Matsushima Hiro's several moves. As long as he successfully holds Songdao back and the surrounding soldiers complete the encirclement, he can take down this master.

But……

Grandola's body burst out with a burst of power, trying to knock Matsushima away. But Hiro Matsushima shook Grandola's body to dissolve and absorb the burst of power, and then sent it out with his own power to push Grandola's head down. Grandola was shocked and knew that she must not lose her balance, so she immediately used all her strength to stand up straight.

But at this time, Matsushima Hiroshi's left hand changed the direction of force for the second time.

At this moment, Grandola's own strength and Matsushima Hiroshi's strength exploded together, twisting Grandola's neck.

Matsushima Hiro's right hand held Grandola's chin.

Almost at the same time, he stepped on Grandola's calf with one foot.

Then……

pull!

For prosthetic people, it is still necessary for the neck to be able to rotate. This ensures that the head can move independently to avoid attacks or resolve force. This can better protect the brain. The neck that can rotate can also expand the field of vision without increasing the number of prosthetic eyes or increasing the burden on the brain.

The artificial mechanism can rotate freely without restriction. But many people are still using spines to make prosthetic transmission accessories and data preprocessing accessories. The spine cannot rotate indefinitely.

Therefore, in the classic design, the neck of the prosthetic human naturally has a protective structure.

However, this also means that the neck is really fragile.

According to legend, Wu Zu especially liked the "head-picking" technique when dealing with early prosthetics.

In Wuzu Changquan, there is indeed a technique that targets the neck of the prosthetic body, which can loosen this protective structure.

This is an early martial arts technique created by two comrades who share life and death together. It is also one of the origins of "weapon-breaking martial arts".

This is the only weapon-breaking martial art that Matsushima Hiro has mastered.

"Ha!" At this moment, Matsushima Hiro burst out with all his strength. All the joints that could be used exploded at this moment.

"Ah!" Grandora let out a short scream, and her head was completely pulled out. Because he used the original spine, his cerebellum was almost torn out, and his biological tissue was completely exposed.

Matsushima Hiroshi breathed a long sigh of relief: "I opened the golden rope and broke the jade lock... I felt as comfortable as I had never experienced in decades..."

"Ah..." Grandola's consciousness was almost overwhelmed by pain. But Matsushima Hiro didn't intend to stop. He threw Grandola's head up, and then punched Grandola on the head with lightning speed.

Grandora's metal head didn't move. But according to the principle of conservation of momentum, something else flew away.

Grandora sprayed out from the back of the prosthetic body and splashed on the wall of the dojo.

Sure enough, it should be written coherently.