Knocking wonders from the space station

Under the leadership of the old popsicle, the three broke into the guard room in the corridor on the left.

This is one of the stations of the station garrison, similar to a human guard room, with 20 Prothean guards stationed inside.

Compared with the total population base of the Protheans, the entire inn is equipped with 10 such squads, with 200 people forming a garrison regiment, which is much smaller than the human regiment-level establishment.

The door to the guard room is open.

The liquid metal in the door frame has dried up. It should be that when it was forcibly broken open, a large amount of liquid metal was lost, so that the remaining metal could not complete the subsequent repair work.

It can be seen that the prerequisite for self-healing of liquid metal is that there should be no excessive material loss.

After all, the doors were blown away, so repairs were out of the question.

Stepping into the messy armament room, there were several rotting corpses lying at the door.

Looking at the different armors they were wearing, the corpses were clearly divided into two camps.

Among them, the white one is full of human industrial style, while the other slender armor is just like the dormant chamber of the old popsicle, with an alternative exotic beauty.

"This is our psychic armor... very good, it can still be used!"

Old Popsicle stepped forward and took off a set of Prothean armor from the remains of his companions. He didn't mind being dirty, so he directly took off his human protective clothing and put this old set of Prothean armor on his body.

This suit of armor is golden red in color, and even though it is covered with dust and the chest is broken, it still looks luxurious and extraordinary.

When Old Popsicle was getting dressed, Lu Feng took a few glances at the Prothean bones on the ground and found that the Prothean bones were much thicker than those of humans, and there were obvious technological equipment left on their brains and wrists. It seemed that they were alive.

They have also undergone body modification.

Soon, the old popsicle expertly put on the armor neatly.

I have to say that with this armor, even Old Popsicle's triangular head looks much more pleasing to the eye.

Old Popsicle asked Lu Feng for a few elementary energy coins, inserted them into the back of the armor one by one, and then spiritual energy began to surge around him.

The soil on the surface of the Prothean armor was first removed, and then the seams in the armor glowed slightly, giving people a feeling of recovery.

Three minutes later, after Lao Bingluo's psychic activation, the dust-laden armor was finally restarted. With the dual supply of electricity and psychic energy, the damage on the armor's chest began to heal automatically bit by bit, and the scratches on the exterior began to heal on its own.

Slowly fade away.

It only took less than 5 minutes for the entire armor to look brand new. On the surface, there was no trace of it being a dilapidated relic from a thousand years ago.

"Wow, it's like magic!"

Lin Yuexi looked at Lao Bingluo up and down in surprise, "This dress is so handsome, I want one too~"

"That's it..."

Facing Lin Yuexi's praise, although Lao Bing Guan was slightly proud, he was more sighing.

"Electricity, dual psychic drive, liquid metal automatic repair...it looks very high-end, right?

But do you know how difficult it is to produce a set of this kind of armor, and how much resources it consumes from our civilization... Our civilization is like this, and we like to build flashy things.

The psychic armor that our clan is proud of,

Although small, lightweight, and gorgeous in style, its output is not as powerful as human assembly line products;

Although it can be repaired automatically, its protective properties are not as good as human personal shields;

Although it can increase spiritual power, the production capacity and cost are far inferior to human mass-produced products!"

As Old Popsicle said, he kicked the Dominator Civilization Armor on the ground sadly and angrily. It could be seen that the workmanship of the opponent was far less sophisticated than that of the Protheans, but its size and practicality were far superior to the Protheans' armor.

Perhaps in a duel, human armor cannot match the Protheans in terms of battery life.

And in the event of a large-scale battle, the human power armor army can easily tear apart the Protheans' defense line!

This is the battle that took place here.

The same is true on the main battlefield against the swarm.

The Protheans were defeated again and again like this. They were really not good at engaging in racial wars. They were different from humans.

at this point,

The old popsicle who has lived in human society for some time has already realized something.

This also strengthened his determination to cooperate with Lu Feng.

There is a reason why humans can develop into the masters of the Sanctuary Star Cluster. Only by deeply studying the advantages and ideas of humans can the new Prothean civilization survive.

Resting on one's laurels will only lead to the Prothean civilization repeating its mistakes.

Because of this, Old Popsicle is very actively involved in the research on the integration of Prothean technology and human technology.

It was precisely because Lu Feng understood Lao Bing Guan's thoughts that he trusted him so much.

"No, your weapons are quite... special!"

Lu Feng picked up a short stick inlaid with crystals from the weapon rack on the side. He looked at it for a long time but didn't know how to use it, so he handed it to Lao Bing Guan.

"This is a psychic weapon. It needs to be matched with the psychic weapon before it can be fired."

As the old popsicle spoke, he pulled out a soft light belt from the tail of the short stick, and connected the other end to the waist joint of the armor.

Buzz!

An axe-shaped blue light blade suddenly formed from the head of the stick.

"This is a plasma blade inspired by armor energy. The shape of the blade can be changed at will according to the user's habits, and the length of the stick can also be expanded or shortened."

Old Popsicle said, turning the ion battle ax into a long light sickle.

Flashy!

Lu Feng cursed.

"If remote control is required, the front end of the spear shaft can also directly emit plasma light groups, and a handle can pop up on the shaft for holding."

The old popsicle said as he completed the transformation and then demonstrated his power towards the wall.

Boom!

Lu Feng looked at the big hole in the wall and found that the power was indeed considerable, even more powerful than the electromagnetic rifle, but...

Is this thing really easy to use? Even if he chooses a rifle on Earth, he doesn’t want to use this!

"What's the range?"

"200 meters!"

It's too close...

"How to aim?"

"The hood of the psychic armor can assist aiming."

Could it be...a hip shot?

Hip-firing does allow users to fire quickly, but in human combat, they still have to find bunkers.

In a bunker, this aiming posture is very impractical. If you hide behind a bunker and shoot with a stick, and there is no camera on the stick, you still have to stick your head out to aim?

That's not waiting to be beaten...

Simply.

The Protheans don't understand the art of war at all. No wonder the technology is not bad, but they were beaten throughout the process.

Needless to say, their battleships must also be designed in a way that is hard to describe, right?

"Who did you learn from these... toys?"

Lu Feng endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Toy?"

Old Popsicle was unhappy, "Why is it just a toy?"

"Isn't it a toy? How will these equipment perform in war?"

Old Popsicle seemed to have thought of something, and his retort was suddenly stuck in his throat.

"well……"

Old Popsicle was a little disappointed, "It's an alien ruin on our home planet. It's the study and imitation of the ruin civilization that made our clan embark on such a path of no return."

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