Micro solar furnace, operating at full capacity!
All nodes of the rune array are operating in good condition.
Main grid line energy output tends to be stable.
The Anchor Point Lighthouse is lit in an established sequence.
The whole project is completed.
Night City's large shield is functioning normally!
Countless data and information flow before our eyes.
Just like thousands of tributaries of rivers finally merge into the sea, machines that are still running normally everywhere flow instructions, data and feedback information through dedicated channels, and after a short but long journey, they finally flow into the command system The throne flows into the chairman's CPU.
The Skeleton Man was immersed in the information flow with peace of mind, and calmly examined the information, data and task logs flowing in front of him. This information may not seem to be related to each other, and may even be completely useless in the eyes of ordinary people. information, but for the Skeleton Man, the panorama formed by this information allows him to see the changes that have taken place in the Evernight Wasteland more 'intuitively'.
Damn it! Didn’t I agree that I would only buy you two minutes?
However, in this harmony, the only dissonance is probably the angry roar of the first hunter captured by the auditory sensor.
After all, the battle between the rulers is not over yet.
If holding on for two minutes until the Chairman activates the Night City Shield is a victory condition, then there is no doubt that the First Hunter has achieved the victory condition at this moment.
Within two minutes, not a single insect man broke through the first hunter's blockade.
It's a pity that this is not a game world. Even if the victory conditions are met, the unfavorable situation will not be reversed instantly due to the immediate victory, and the Terran bugs will not stop trying to tear the chairman's body apart just because the 'big shield' is activated. move.
It’s just that the number one hunter truly deserves the title of the strongest hunter.
Under the disadvantage of many to one siege, batch after batch of bugs emerged from the torn gaps in the alloy door. While protecting their companions as the main goal, the first hunter still killed batch after batch of rushers. Entering into dominion among the enemies.
Blood mist filled the air and corpses lay everywhere.
The first hunter was scarred. The previous battle had left horrific wounds all over his body. The blood flowing out from the wounds quickly vaporized when it came into contact with the air, and quickly turned into blood that spread throughout the room. Scarlet blood mist.
There were many injuries on his body, but there were even more insect corpses lying strewn about at his feet.
A body of flesh and blood that has been tempered for thousands of years, honed killing techniques, superb blood skills, and fighting instincts honed through hundreds of battles. The person who stands at the top after integrating all these is the pinnacle among hunters&ash ;&ash;The first hunter.
Even if he didn't know any information about the opponent during the encounter, and faced the dilemma of fighting one more person, he could still grow rapidly through constant battles and trial and error, quickly figure out the bugs' flaws and weaknesses, and integrate into them. Create an advantage for yourself in combat.
At first, the bug-men still posed a considerable threat to him. Every time he waved his sickle arm, he would leave a lot of wounds on his body. The demon-killing firearm loaded with mercury bullets could not produce the expected effect. As long as a few more A famous insect man can put him into a precarious and difficult battle.
But now, if the bug-men don't use long-range firearms to contain them, I'm afraid no matter how many bug-men come together, they won't be able to get past him.
Perhaps the flesh and blood body of the First Hunter is not as strong as these genetically modified insect-men, but the crushing sense of combat combined with the mysterious blood skills
It's just that no matter how many Terran bugs are killed, more bugs will emerge from the torn gap in the alloy door, and more and more of them will pour into the room like leeks that grow after being cut. The number of bugs inside has not decreased but has increased. Even if each of them risk their lives, they may only be able to cause slight damage to them, but the injuries will gradually accumulate as time goes by.
This also makes the situation of the first hunter more and more difficult.
first hunter
He turned sideways to avoid the sickle arm that was chopped off from the head, twisted around and kicked the insect man in the chest. The delicate mechanism in the hunter's boots was activated at the same time. The slender needle hidden in the sole of the shoe penetrated into the blood vessel of the first hunter, and a small amount of blood was drawn. The blood flowing into the blood collection bottle turned into a blood needle and pierced into the insect man's body, quietly entering his body's circulatory system.
The next second, the insect man was pierced by hundreds of blood crystal thorns pierced from the body and was torn to pieces.
However.
What the Insect Man is best at is teamwork, especially when sacrificing himself to create attack opportunities for his teammates!
The death of one insect man will not affect the fighting will of other insect men.
The insect men in the distance fired repeatedly, and clusters of fat maggots hit the blood-like shield and exploded. The corrosive acid and highly toxic substances in the belly of the maggots immediately splashed on the shield, and the blood steamed. After a corrosive sizzling sound, the blood shield that was already full of cracks and crumbling shattered.
When the last bug-man died, he tried his best to use his huge body to create a visual blind spot, which had already paved the way for his companions to follow. A bug-man that had been hiding for a long time also burst out of the shadows and attacked. The first hunter raised the biological gun in his hand.
puff!
The acid hasn't exploded yet, and the blood mist is rolling around it.
At the same time, the scythe-blade arm, like the god of death, was slashing down from above, not giving the first hunter any chance to breathe.
This was not the first time he encountered this kind of exquisite coordinated attack. Facing the approaching sword light, the first hunter was still frightened. He struck the balance point of the sickle arm with his left hand like a knife, deviating from the balance point of the sickle arm. The attack trajectory of one blade arm, the meat saw knife in the other hand met the blade arm that followed immediately!
Ding!
The blade arm and the saw blade collided, and the fire was radiating. However, the first hunter had already used the force of the counterattack to retreat continuously, and was out of the attack range of the insect man.
With a shake of his wrist, the saw knife ejected and unfolded. The blood mist that diffused around him seemed to become thicker and gradually gathered towards his left hand. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a scarlet and ferocious double-stranded gun.
subsequently
He rounded his arms and threw the spear!
The spear turned into a bloody meteor and penetrated the insect man's hard carapace. The huge power of the gun did not diminish. After piercing the insect man's huge body, it also carried his body flying backward with the inertia that he could not resist. !
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the first hunter also disappeared.
The blood-colored spear pierced the insect man in front and sent his body flying backwards, while the first hunter behind him charged at a speed that was almost too fast for the naked eye to catch!
The insect man's body hit the alloy wall like a rag bag, the spear penetrated deeply into the alloy, and then a meat saw knife followed and chopped off most of his head mercilessly.
The crimson blood mist rolling behind the first hunter also turned into countless sharp blades, mincing all the insect-men on the charging road like a thousand knives. Before they could realize what happened, they were minced into a pile of minced meat. , and the room between the rulers also turned into a meat grinder, and the red blood mist wiped out all living creatures in the room except him.
Bad
The eyes of the first hunter suddenly shrank, and it was obviously too late to dodge, but his battle-experienced fighting instinct made the correct judgment at that moment: avoid the vital points and try to stop the loss!
In situations where injury is unavoidable, turn serious injuries into minor injuries, turn minor injuries into scratches, and do everything you can to mitigate the impending damage.
However, at this moment, a thunderous sonic boom exploded, and along with the dazzling electric light, a line of light wrapped with electric current flashed across the space between the rulers!
The wind was blowing, and the lightning was thundering.
As if it had hit some kind of unusually terrifying force, the 'Electric Meteor' tore apart the insect man's upper body with devastating force. The fragments of carapace and flesh were mixed together, and were swept up and annihilated in the wind by the strong wind.
It’s true that I only asked you to protect me for two minutes. Look, wasn’t I supporting the shooting?
After the thunderous sonic boom, the chairman's electronic sound without any emotional ups and downs came slowly.
Late.
What kind of support shooting is this special girl aiming at me and firing a electromagnetic gun? ! Are you trying to kill me? The first hunter, who had already fired the real fire, cursed angrily, flipped open the meat saw knife with his backhand and executed the still twitching insect man at his feet. He glanced at the back of the opponent's throne, and it was six o'clock.
The shoulder cannon protruding from the chairman's shoulder flipped 180 degrees, and the muzzle faintly surged with the energy flash of the shoulder cannon's charging. The next second, the plasma spurted out, directly blasting the bugs sneaking behind him. into pieces.
Rest assured, everything is accounted for. The chairman's voice was still steady. He stood up from the throne and pointed at ten o'clock.
The diffuse blood mist turned into eighteen kinds of weapons, tearing the insect-men into pieces from the cracks between the rulers.
Humph, was it part of your plan for Night City to become like this? Four o'clock.
Faced with his friend's angry questioning, the chairman could only remain silent. He shot out a purple lightning bolt with his right hand like a whip towards the insect-men who were rushing towards him. He was burned to pieces after being hit by lightning strikes that were too frequent and too frequent. A pile of charcoal.
It was supposed to be to seal these monsters in the spaceship forever, or to evacuate the civilians in the city and then conduct a blockade operation, but the plan could not keep up with the changes.
Can a fertility factory be considered your plan?
Manage the gene pool of Night City residents, artificially interfere with genetic factors, and select and cultivate individuals with as few defects as possible.
What about the class oppression prevalent in Night City!
I - intellectual aristocracy - working class, this is the food chain, a compromise system for the current social background and productivity
Shit!
I kid you not. In order to deal with these monsters, Night City has very limited resources for cultivating talents and free productivity. It can only make choices and screenings.
So nobles are the first priority?
They enjoy privileges and naturally have to bear corresponding responsibilities. If they spread fire, provide new technologies for Night City, optimize old technologies, and operate various research facilities, if they do not produce results, sooner or later they will be deprived of their title of nobility. This is The price they pay for their privilege.
As the lowest class, workers are the largest class in the city, and they are also the group that is most dissatisfied with the ecology of Night City. Therefore, I have been providing support to the radical resistance elements among them, pushing them to create horrific horrors again and again. cases, in order to transfer people's conflicts from class to these mobs
The two of them were asking and answering questions, going back and forth, tit for tat, but their work was not delayed at all because they seemed to be chatting. Instead, they cooperated with each other tacitly, and even seemed to have the momentum to reverse the unfavorable situation bit by bit.
Decades ago, when they fled with a group of refugees in the wilderness, they fought side by side like this.
Decades later, the two finally found an opportunity to have a heart-to-heart conversation.
Tsk, so what did you activate before? ! Junqu Pavilion
The Shield Chairman said, rather, it should be a wall, a device that permanently seals the sleeping monsters in the Night City in the night hemisphere.
I want to lock all creatures, including bugmen, in this place forever.
Prevent further expansion of disasters.
The disaster has expanded further!
Lu Changgeng was lying on the window, looking at the gradually chaotic situation outside with trepidation, and swallowed hard.
It seems that it will be difficult for us to go back alive.
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