Start with a Mechanical Hunter

  Chapter 30 Radiation Circle

   With the decision of the war center, the hunting war started almost on the same day.

   "Die! Die! Fuck you!!"

   On more than a dozen modified off-road vehicles, the chain of the machine gun did not stop rotating for almost a moment, and the barrel of the gun was even hotter.

   On the opposite side of them, a small horde of radiant beasts fell to the ground like reaping wheat, and then a more violent explosion sounded from the corpse, causing secondary damage to the companions.

   "Kill!!"

Another wave of mechanical hunters jumped off the trucks one after another. These people walked the melee flow route. Their arms were either transformed into big swords and chainsaws, or thick steel plates were inlaid on their chests. These melee hunters rarely passed by one or two times. The secondary body transformation is three or four times, or even five or six times.

   The degree of mechanization of these people makes them more like humanoid machines.

The chainsaw slashed on the metal skin of the mechanical biochemical beast, and the steel fist slammed viciously on the beast's forehead, one, two, three times until the opponent's brain was punched out. Violently inserted into the key point of the radiation beast, along with the spray of machine fluid and blood, the radiation source was grabbed out.

   "Hunters are the strongest!" The man roared fiercely, tearing off half of his heart in one bite.

   "Brothers, look at the plane I sent you!"

   A captain standing on the front of the truck held a walkie-talkie and laughed.

The next moment, two factory bombers emerged from the clouds, dived into the battlefield, their abdomens opened, and a dozen missiles tracked the target, followed by a dozen tons of explosives. Wherever they passed, the herd was blasted out of a large blank area.

   "The Radiant Beast is just like that!"

   "Captain, can't we get on?"

The members of the    Fire Thieves hurriedly looked at their captain, and in terms of firepower, they were ten times more powerful than the others.

   "What's the hurry, what's on now, it's all a matter of death," unexpectedly, Wilson, who has always been irritable and irritable, rejected this proposal.

   Behind him are nearly a hundred team members wearing exoskeletons, who are tall and have sinister eyes.

   There are also three heavy tanks in the middle. The gun barrels of the tanks are covered by light and outline thick shadows.

   "But Captain, these ordinary beasts are good materials for earning points. It's a pity to miss it!"

   Wilson was furious and kicked the talking team member out of the car.

   "Are you the captain or I am the captain, you kid knows shit!"

   Southern Line of Defense

The    mechanic team is orderly debugging the machinery, and one automatic weapon after another is being air-dropped by the drone to the predetermined fire point.

   Their weapons are all specific combinations of weapons, which are being adjusted, installed and hidden on the spot by hundreds of small robots.

  In the mechanic team, the battle is all done by automatic machinery, and the team members are only the operators of the machinery.

   A communication station

   Mechanic Huang Wenzheng kept typing on the keyboard.

  His spidery hands are too fast to be seen with the naked eye.

   On the spider's hand, the 'button' of each joint is a neural strengthening node. This is a pre-war strengthening technology and a necessary transformation for military logistics personnel.

   On the virtual screen, bar charts flashed continuously, each red bar represents the radiation value of a herd, and at this moment, the red bars are rising crazily.

   The green column, which represents defense, has maintained an unstable trend.

   "Let the team check the data sheet again. There are several key data that are wrong."

  Huang Wen is very calm, calm like playing a strategy game.

West Line

   Blood Mine Hills

   On a hill, more than a dozen gray eyes said nothing.

  In their eyes, the battlefield is another look. Different levels of radiation have turned into tidal rivers of different colors. At this moment, they are merging into the ocean with the battle and submerging.

   "Original sin strikes, Turing God bless!"

Grey-eyed Adrian, in addition to his identity as a mechanical hunter, is also a metal missionary of the Turing religion. His eyes are the 'eyes of fire', which can see the truth from the electric grid network and the twisted demons in the radiation ecology. .

  East Line

  Matsushima Keiko's pair of short legs are constantly bouncing, and the knife grip is repeatedly rubbing against the mechanical knife handle, making a 'crunch', 'crunch' sound.

   "Daisyra, I think—"

"no."

   "I'll cut one, secretly, to ensure that I won't be discovered."

"no."

   "Daisyra~~"

   Watching Matsushima Keiko screaming aggrievedly clutching the corner of her clothes, Daisyela sighed.

   "Keiko, do you know what the most scary thing about Radiant Beasts is?"

   "It's the environment, the radiation environment where the herd is located. In this environment, all electronic equipment will fail, but the beasts are like a duck in water. They can even monitor us through a fallen leaf, a tree stem."

   Keiko's eyes lit up and she opened her mouth.

   Without waiting for Keiko to speak, Daisyela continued to add:

   "I know what you want to say. Now that the beasts have left the lair, they are at their weakest, but you have to understand one thing, the radiation circle is not born, it is born of the group of radiation beasts."

   "Daisyra, you mean, they are breeding new radiation fields?" Keiko Matsushima said blankly.

   "Yes, fighting only accelerates the formation of radiation fields."

  Matsushima Keiko wants to understand.

   "Then what are we doing now?"

   "Wait," Daisila said calmly: "The energy of beasts is not infinite, and when the radiation ecology is formed, it is the moment when their own energy is the weakest, and then we act.

  The war lasted day and night

   There are always mechanical hunters who are injured and return to repair, and there are hunters who just hurriedly change into a prosthetic body and set off again.

   As a mechanical transformer, although the stamina is not as good as that of a machine, it is more than ten times that of an ordinary person.

   And I don't know when, a giant electronic screen has been added to the gate of Gasoline Town.

  The battlefield recorder will automatically record and play the wonderful hunting scenes, and the people watching are excited.

   And in the center of the screen, there is a leaderboard.

   Among them, the No. 1 hunting team killed 200 E-rank beasts on the first day, which was really fierce.

   "Is it the raider squad, they have been in the limelight recently."

   "Of course, their squad is all mechanic."

   "What about those veteran teams, edelweiss, greyeyes, creepers, what are they doing?"

   "I was eliminated. Today's predators are them a few years ago. Do you remember the old team before them?"

   "It's open, it's open!"

   "Are the veteran teams coming from behind? Or will the Marauders continue to sit first as dark horses?"

   In addition to betting dogs who know that there is no hope for competition and are keen to open the market, people with a heart are more concerned about the direction of those old-fashioned teams.

   Fire Thief, Mechanic, Creeper, Grey Eye, Edelweiss.

   What are these veteran teams doing now?

   "When I was hunting before, I seemed to see a creeper."

   "Oh? What are they doing?" The other was refreshed.

   "When I left, the Creepers were surrounded by beasts, and the situation was not very good," the man said after hesitating for a moment.

   "Impossible, they must have other arrangements, they are holding back a big one."

   is indeed holding back a big move. In the middle of the night, a message came.

   The Creepers were all trapped in the herd and destroyed.

   "The Creepers are dead!?"

   "Really or not, is the herd so terrifying?"

   "Do you have a feeling that the more beasts you kill, the harder it is to fight?"

   "Hey, do you feel this way too, the skin that could be pierced by a single bullet before can't be pierced now."

   Day 1, Day 2, Day 3.

The    raider squad is still firmly in the lead, the number of prey that died in their hands is close to 500, and some tough newcomers have also emerged.

  Chainsaw Massacre, Octopus Monster, Biochemical Demon, Dog Hunter, Bomber...

   The veteran squad remains silent.

   In the data center of the munitions warehouse, a group of battlefield analysts were analyzing the battle situation, and the scene was very lively.

   "There are people behind the Marauder squad. The D73-type micro-missiles, fully-wrapped exoskeleton armor, and EMP bombs they use are all weapons against the rebels."

   "The rate at which the herd breeds the radiation field is faster than we calculated."

   "As of twelve o'clock today, the F-level and E-level radiation fields have been conceived."

   "The battlefield will soon increase in intensity, we need to increase logistical support."

   "How about consuming another wave of mechanical hunters?"

   "I don't think about it for the time being, the veteran team is delayed, this kind of consumption is meaningless."

   Director Zhou was banging on the table, and the situation was a bit unexpected.

   Your own cake is so big, how come these old fritters didn't take the bait?

   As expected, he has been dealing with robots for a long time, and his eloquence has deteriorated.

   "Where's the raider squad, have you arrived at the supply point? A new batch of weapons is waiting for them to receive."

   "It's here," one of the receivers said excitedly with a change of expression: "They reported to us that there is a hunting plan, and this plan is to hunt the D-level radiation beast tribe!"

   (end of this chapter)