Unfortunately, the bad news doesn't stop there.
"Heavy Metal Rock" thought about it again and again, and finally decided to tell everyone the news. After all, the small goal they set before setting off was to make the barren bones never come back.
"His operating system is directly connected to the coalition government's private network, which makes it impossible for him to be interfered by any viruses. Hackers' tricks are ineffective in front of him."
This alone is equivalent to eliminating the last natural enemy of the prosthetic implanter.
Unless the hacker himself can sneak into the computer room where the private network is located to operate, any known hacking methods will be blocked by the operating system.
And what he said next was the truly terrifying information, "Do you believe that time can be accelerated?"
"What's the meaning?"
After hearing so much bad news, "Heavy Artillery" has become numb. It is difficult for him to imagine that these settings that sound like fantasy could all be gathered in one person in reality.
"To put it simply, the operating system gives Desolate Bone a state similar to overload. In this state, he can accelerate his own speed by more than 25 times. In the eyes of onlookers, in just a blink of an eye, he can Across a distance of hundreds of meters, appear next to the target."
Time is an abstract concept. In order to facilitate the understanding of a few people, "Heavy Metal Rock" explained, "People who have not installed the corresponding operating system cannot capture the speed of the desolate bones, and they have been solved before they can react. "
It doesn’t mean that what we are facing now is an enemy that has no enemy defense, is immune to hacker technology, can become invisible, can accelerate its own time, and can directly eliminate the target or destroy a city in the blink of an eye. mechanical creation.
It was as if all the terrifying abilities he could imagine were concentrated under it.
Although our goal is to prevent the desolate bones from coming back, once we face off, the most unlikely thing that will happen is that our team will be scanned by the opponent's prosthetic eyes again when they are hundreds of meters apart, and if we retreat any time, After resisting, he will die at the hands of Huang Gu.
The information that Dr. Bai Zhu worked so hard to steal seems to be unable to bring us any help. At best, it can only achieve the effect of making us understand.
That is not a despair that human beings can fight against.
The information shown in the information was not another species at all. Even before I knew all the information about me, I still had no chance of defeating the opponent. Even hurting the desolate bones was a luxury.
Our most powerful weapon at the moment is not the individual rocket launcher prepared by the "heavy artillery". It was originally prepared to prevent the coalition government from sending air reinforcements. It is not the top quality we can get. However, For Desolate Bones, its power is like scratching an itch.
"...At most, that stupid consciousness-disrupting device will be useful to you, because there are no psychics among you at all."
"Heavy Artillery" squeezed out a smile, taking pleasure in the pain and shaking his wits.
However, that time, my optimistic spirit was able to affect the others. Neither "Heavy Metal Rock" nor "Ghost" answered the call, and it was a heated scene outside the room.
It also took me a while to process such a huge amount of information.
That is an enemy that needs to be fought, and the setting of the machine alone makes people formidable. I must use the eyes of a psychic to measure the desolate bones. So I have at most eight kinds of weak abilities, and there is no one among them. The mind-interfering stance of those with psionic abilities is a condition that Tianke cannot overcome.
That prosthetic body just had the word "enemy" carved on its body. If a dog pierced through the desolate bone, that prosthetic body would kill them indiscriminately.
And that information didn't mention the real difference between Desolate Bones - that person hadn't transformed his body to the point where almost every part of it belonged to a human being, but I didn't. He didn't collapse in consciousness and suffer from mental illness.
According to the average data given by Lu Xiang, the current transformation level of top prosthetic transformers is basically maintained at 60%. What restricts us further is not only financial issues, but also the impact of too few prosthetic implants on the human body. The damage caused, therefore, we must make a choice based on unlimited circumstances.
However, Desolate Bones broke that boundary.
Song Lan thinks that I can be considered a human again. The human content in my whole body may not even reach 1%. The equipment and the operating system seem to push the desolate bone to the level of mechanical ascension again. .
I broke the silence and asked, "Where is the operating system of Bones installed?"
"There is no chip outside my head. This is the only part of my body that has not been modified by a degenerative prosthesis. Theoretically speaking, as long as the connection between the chip and the body is cut off, the entire body can be put into a state of shutdown."
Of course, that is only a theoretical possibility. "Although the material of my head does not look similar to the human body, it is the weakest defensive part of my body."
The scientists who degenerated the desolate bones were also fools. Since we knew the strong point, we could naturally fortify it and expose it to the enemy's attack range.
"The upper limit of my head's defense power is that it can withstand the impact of a 2mm electromagnetic bullet."
Moreover, sniper rifles that can load 2mm electromagnetic bullets will basically be circulated in the white market from now on. Even if we can buy them, at best it will only scratch the skin of Huang Gu's forehead.
And that was still the case where I stood still and moved to fight us.
On overload mode, I could easily dodge any bullet.
"The only possibility for you is not to retreat and sneak attack on me when I am fighting Eschenweg."
"Heavy Metal Rock" said.
In reality, it is not considered a battle plan, but an imagination of the possibility of defeating the Desolate Bones that exists outside our minds.
However, a desperate situation has appeared again.
Nearly half an hour before the action meeting, a sudden guest appeared outside the seventh screen.
This bright white metal skeleton armor showed the identity of the visitor. In fact, we didn't realize how the desolate bones appeared at all.
When I first appeared, I was already far away from the bar. I pressed my right hand on the bartender's head and pulled you off the ground.
The bartender kicked each other with his legs, and at the last moment, the communication was cut off.
The moment the holographic projection fell into white darkness, Song Lan seemed to hear the sound of flesh and bones being squeezed together.
"You cut off communications."
A long time ago, "heavy metal rock" sounded again, and I could foresee what was going to happen in the bar again.
I understand exactly when the other party broke through the outpost in Liwei and retreated directly into the hinterland of the city... However, with the superior performance of this body, it is really difficult to deceive the surveillance cameras and naked eyes under our streets. Too nervous.
The bar, which served as the command center, fell.
In that case, every second I stayed connected increased our likelihood of exposure.
"boom--!"
A moment ago, flames shot up into the sky and lit up the entire city. Even though we were half a city apart, we could feel the obvious vibration.
…………………………
At the same time, the "Tombstone" bar.
The explosion caused by countless TNT swallowed up the entire building in an instant, and the collapsed rubble completely submerged the underground intelligence center with a long history.
The intertwined firelight and the roar caused by the explosion were like a prelude.
After a while, the ruins that buried the entrance were lifted open.
A special mechanical creation like a Terminator stands upright above the moonlight.
The jet-white mechanical arm touched my head heavily, and the scorch marks stained by the center of the explosion were completely erased by me.
It’s Monday, a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, at noon.
Song Lan felt that she was sick.
Since Lu Xiang didn't come to see him, he couldn't sleep well at noon every day.
For a salty fish, this is definitely an extremely serious symptom. What's worse is that when he recently sent a message at noon asking Lu Xiang to come out, she refused because of work.
Lu Xiang was sitting upright in the office. The mobile phone placed next to the file vibrated several times. Looking at the information on the screen, she pursed her lips and smiled, and quickly replied with a few words:
"Busy at work, no time"
This is not a complete lie. She is indeed very busy at work recently, but she has no intention of working during lunch break recently. The documents on the table are just a pretense. In fact, she has been waiting for Song Lan to send a text message.
After returning to the text message, my slightly ups and downs finally calmed down.
Daily tasks, completed.
After getting Song Lan used to her sleeping service, it was time to move the plan to the next stage.
"Then you're busy, I'll go take a nap first"
Not long after, Song Lan came back with a text message.
A question mark appeared above Lu Xiang's head, how do you manage to sleep at your age?
She wanted to question the other party, but if this continued, all her efforts would be in vain.
"Where are you? 』
"Small meeting room. 』
"I'm coming to you"
Frowning and replying the message, Lu Xianghe uploaded the document, picked up his phone and went straight to the small conference room.
Seeing the message on the screen, Song Lan, who was leaning against the sofa, smiled slightly. The symptoms of insomnia stimulated Xianyu's potential, allowing him to see through Lu Xiang's plan.
Now, the fishing rod is in his hands and it's his turn to fish.
(End of chapter)
