Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

Although Zhang Fuhai is a fully synthetic human, he is just a straggler in the killer world and has no support from other forces. The required parts can only be purchased on the black market. If he is not careful, he will be targeted by informants from some special departments.

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Under the pressure of the coalition government, prosthetics on the market have become increasingly scarce. Civilian-grade prostheses that were once as cheap as cabbage have now been sold at sky-high prices, and synthetic humans have been excluded from mainstream society and do not even have job opportunities.

Only a desperate person like Zhang Fuhai can afford steel parts that are more expensive than gold. However, due to his addiction to food, his savings have long been exhausted, and many parts have not been maintained on time.

One of Zhang Fuhai's two eyes is a civilian-grade accessory without any function. The other industrial-grade prosthetic eye has lost its locking, recognition, positioning, measurement and guidance functions due to poor maintenance. It only has a thermal imaging function.

Can be used.

The bright flashlight in Wu Mian's hand could reach 3,000 lumens. It shone on Zhang Fuhai's face in the dark, exposing his civilian-grade prosthetic eyes without light filtering measures, but the industrial-grade prosthetic eyes with infrared function turned on easily.

Wu Mian's position was captured.

When Zhang Fuhai was able to ignore visual mimicry and attack, Wu Mian had already determined that he had the ability to capture infrared.

At this time, he suddenly appeared in Zhang Fuhai's shooting range, and he was taking a huge risk.

Wu Mian ran forward about three meters, tripped his right leg with his left leg, and forced himself to fall down.

This way of falling to the ground is stupid, but it is also the most effective way to stop, which is enough for him to avoid the prediction of an expert like Zhang Fuhai.

"Bang bang bang...ka!"

When Zhang Fuhai discovered Wu Mian, he took counterattack measures. After firing three bullets, the rifle entered a state of empty magazine and hang-up.

When Wu Mian heard three gunshots, he frowned slightly and suddenly felt that he looked down on Zhang Fuhai.

While encountering Zhang Fuhai, Wu Mian had been counting the opponent's bullets, and this was not intentional on his part, but a subconscious behavior.

According to Wu Mian's calculations, Zhang Fuhai's magazine should contain twenty-nine rounds of bullets, but the opponent's gun fired thirty times and was fully loaded.

Most of the firearms among the people are black guns made by underground workshops. Even if there are standard weapons, they are obsolete or used second-hand goods, and the quality varies.

When using a rifle, ordinary veterans will not fully load the bullets to prevent the maximum load of the magazine spring from failure and jamming. However, Zhang Fuhai does not even have this common sense, which shows that he has not received any systematic training.

train.

Thoughts flashed through his mind. Wu Mian raised the short sword in his hand and quickly suppressed Zhang Fuhai's position.

"Ding dong!"

Bullets hit Zhang Fuhai, and two stray bullets shattered his scalp, exposing the metal skull underneath.

Feeling threatened, Zhang Fuhai instantly activated the weapon module in his arm and folded his palm to one side, revealing the gun barrel underneath.

"boom!"

A small grenade flew towards Wu Mian's position, exploding into a brilliant flame.

Zhang Fuhai didn't have time to see if the shot hit, so he hid behind the bunker. At the same time, he tore off the bionic skin that blocked his vision, revealing a cylindrical prosthetic eye like a lens underneath.

"Wow!"

Zhang Fuhai replaced the magazine with a new one, quickly pulled the bolt, pressed the bullet into the chamber, and pointed outward.

The moonlight was shining, and the place where Wu Mian was just now was empty.

At this moment, Zhang Fuhai's vision began to appear double and began to shake.

This is a symptom of the separation of spirit and body. Due to the high tension, his quantum brain lost control of his body. It was as if his soul left his body for a moment, but could not return to his body, and he also lost control of his body.

The loss of control of his body made Zhang Fuhai feel like a beast trapped in a cage. No, to be precise, it was a mind locked in a cage.

Gradually, he couldn't even concentrate, and his situation was no longer that the mind controlled the body, but the body began to control the mind.

This is a common problem of separation of soul and body. Lucky people will regain control of their bodies after suffering pain, but otherwise they will lose their self-awareness, forget who they are, and become a complete madman.

Some scientists once raised the question that the basis of fully synthetic humans is controlled by the human soul, so a mechanical body that has lost its mind and self due to the separation of soul and body is still a human being.

Without reason and memory, have they lost their memory or lost control, or have they disappeared from this world? If so, who controls the mechanical body?

This is a philosophical question, and academic circles have always debated it without reaching a conclusion.

Zhang Fuhai, who had not even graduated from middle school, naturally would not think about such meaningless questions. At this time, the symptoms of separation of body and soul made him feel like he was drowning in the deep sea, his mind went blank, his thinking was full of leaps, and he even forgot about himself.

What are you doing.

Wu Mian used a bunker on one side to cover his figure, quickly walked around Zhang Fuhai, and pointed his gun at his face.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and one of Zhang Fuhai's electronic eyes was exploded on the spot, sending out a stream of black smoke mixed with sparks.

The most effective way to deal with these fully synthetic humans is to destroy their quantum brains, but Wu Mian's weapons are obviously insufficient in power, so he can only launch an attack on Zhang Fuhai in this way.

The shock caused by the explosion of the electronic eye allowed Zhang Fuhai to successfully recover from the state of separation of body and soul. In just a few seconds, he felt as if his mind had been imprisoned for a century.

With his sight blocked, Zhang Fuhai pulled the trigger to the end and started shooting at Wu Mian.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunfire flashed in the darkness, and bullets landed on the surrounding bunkers and walls, sparking little flashes of fire.

Zhang Fuhai emptied the akm's bullets, retreated to the back of the nearby bunker, and turned his palm over again, revealing the barrel in his arm.

"boom!"

The grenade landed on the back of the broken wall in front, and Zhang Fuhai quickly leaned over amid the explosion.

There was only such a bunker within his sight. In such a short period of time, he did not believe that Wu Mian could hide further.

But when he arrived at the bunker, the thermal imaging field of vision was filled with cold light and empty.

"rustle!"

While Zhang Fuhai was doubtful, a sound of footsteps suddenly came to his ears. He turned around suddenly, but there was still nothing in his sight.

The footsteps still didn't stop and sounded like they were right next to him. This situation made Zhang Fuhai full of doubts.

Regardless of the fact that equipment like mimetic armor is extremely rare in the world, even if it exists, it cannot avoid thermal imaging.

Regardless of the fact that equipment like mimetic armor is extremely rare in the world, even if it exists, it cannot avoid thermal imaging.

Under Zhang Fuhai's irritation, his body and soul were separated again.

He couldn't figure out how the opponent he had just beaten could find a way to counter him in such a short period of time.