At the base headquarters, hundreds of people are sitting at computer desks, classifying and summarizing data in an orderly manner. Graphics of various systems are displayed on the large screen, refreshing frame by frame.
Many people believe that mecha hunters can defeat monsters. The first hero is the pilot. Without them, there would be no victory. These heroes deserve to be worshiped.
This is indeed the case. Mecha pilots require extremely high talents. How much strength the mecha can exert depends entirely on their on-the-spot performance.
Every time they fight on the front line, they are risking their lives. They are qualified and worthy of this honor.
But this is only one aspect. Behind the show of majesty of the mecha hunters, there are countless unknown heroes.
The number of people working on the logistics, maintenance and supply lines alone can be measured in tens of thousands. The elites who are responsible for statistics, transmission of intelligence, and service pilots who only use their fists to ignore other mecha battles also play an important role.
Mechas are not humans. Every action has a delay and reaction time. You can't expect two pilots to fight with all their strength and take care of other things perfectly at the same time.
In fact, the monsters that invade the earth all have more than one brain.
Beep beep beep! !
A blaring alarm sounded, and on the electronic screen, the modeled projection of time-traveling lipstick flashed. The elites stared at the active data in disbelief for a moment.
There are nine new monster reactions, three large and six small, which are six fourth-level elites and three fifth-level lords.
Coupled with the two previous level four monsters, the area near the crossing instantly became a desperate forbidden area.
"This, this is impossible!"
The elites were on the verge of collapse. Such an exaggerated monster reaction had never been seen before. The law of monster invasion that had been summed up through countless sacrifices suddenly collapsed at this moment.
The atmosphere in the command room was depressing, the top commander's face was solemn, and the situation had changed drastically. It was meaningless for the four mechas to act according to the strategic plan. A plan must be come up as soon as possible to deal with this change.
"Sir, activate the nuclear bomb..."
"Shut up!"
The commander yelled loudly, his solemn expression extremely complicated at the moment.
It was definitely impossible to defeat them. Four mechas defeated eleven monsters, and three of them were unheard of level five monsters. You could know the result just by thinking with the soles of your feet.
Nuclear bombs are the best choice. Planting four small mushrooms can completely eliminate all eleven monsters.
But what happens next?
Without the mecha, if monsters appear again, what power will be used to resist them and continue to grow mushrooms?
When he thought that the Mecha bases around the world had not yet been re-opened and had not yet formed combat capabilities, and that there were no Mecha Hunters left, the commander was so angry that he was shaking all over. He just wanted to pull out the idiots who proposed building the wall and beat them to death.
Suddenly, a strange wave struck. The commander's expression changed suddenly, and a hollow flashed through his eyes. He said calmly: "Inform all the pilots of the situation and have the four mechas rush to the crossing as quickly as possible. If possible, If you enter, enter; if you cannot enter, you must hold your ground.”
"Also, activate the nuclear bomb and the countdown will begin immediately!"
The order was too cold and not how a hero should be treated, but the elites knew that detonating a nuclear bomb was the only option. For the sake of millions of people, these monsters must die.
The command was given, and four countdown numbers lit up on the electronic screen.
Seeing this scene, the Samsaras hiding in the headquarters breathed a sigh of relief. The eleven-headed monster was too terrifying and it would be best to use nuclear bombs to deal with it.
In order to prevent the commander from thinking too hard, one of the reincarnators used some small tricks to help him make a decision as soon as possible.
At the same time, these reincarnations couldn't help cursing Unit 1 in their hearts. If it weren't for the trouble caused by the pilot of the brother, the Lord God would not have let the plot go crazy like this.
However, not long after the countdown numbers came on, they suddenly stopped.
Signal interrupted!
The command center was unable to contact the four mechas, and could not even let the pilots manually activate the nuclear bombs.
…
Boom! !
Suddenly a huge wave broke out on the calm sea. The four Mecha Hunters slapped away the foam and flew across the sea upside down.
The pilots looked confused and were ready to sacrifice, but the countdown to the nuclear bomb suddenly stopped.
The mecha is also uncontrolled, and the internal program operates on its own. After ejecting the nuclear bomb, it stays away from the battlefield, just like what happens when a computer is invaded by a Trojan horse.
Several drivers, both men and women, felt this way, but they didn't say anything and said they didn't know why.
Under the deep sea, Yingyingying looked at the deserter's majestic figure in surprise, and the other women also didn't know how to comment.
"How's it going? Has the headquarters contacted you?"
A certain culprit poked Duan Xinlan, and when he got a shaken answer, he immediately showed a sarcastic look on his face: "As expected, a group of untrustworthy reincarnations will not show mercy when stabbing."
"what's the situation?"
Ying Yingying asked aloud, feeling that Russell must know something.
"The main god didn't know where the link was wrong, and suddenly increased the difficulty of the plot. Now the number of monsters is eleven, with three at the fifth level and eight at the fourth level."
Russell said: "The command issued an order to immediately activate the nuclear bomb and kill the monsters together. As a result, the reincarnators over there did not inform this information. Fortunately, God opened his eyes, and the four mechas were collectively infected with the virus and flew away uncontrollably."
"..."x6
Three thousand ducks were chirping. Russell automatically blocked the sound and looked towards the cracks in the deep sea, wondering whether he should take out his trident and shoot a big one.
Playing at home, would it be too much to bully the aliens?
Suddenly his cuffs were tugged, and Russell turned his head and regained his hearing at the same time.
Ying Yingying approached Russell in a low voice: "Did you do it? You stopped the nuclear bomb countdown and transferred the four mechas away?"
"Don't make trouble. I don't have that ability. There are reincarnations around. It must be a hidden boss who took action."
Russell shook his head repeatedly, saying that he respected the big man in his heart for being a low-key person and doing things in a high-profile manner, and it was a pity that he could not meet him.
"If it was them who ran away as soon as they got the news, how could they save other people?"
Ying Yingying shook her head. Seeing that Russell denied and did not insist, she asked: "What do you think, kill the monsters, or fish in troubled waters and involve other reincarnations?"
"Get rid of it and end this world as soon as possible. There are already two worlds, and the main god has not even issued a mission..."
Just as Russell was muttering to himself and preparing to turn on the power, Guan Yin on the side found the opportunity, threw out the universal capsule, released the No. 1 unit, and broke into the cockpit as quickly as possible.
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, and a light flashed in his eyes.
Originally, he didn't want to continue to control Unit 1, but Guan Yin didn't trust him, so he couldn't be blamed for his lack of trust.
The moment the cab doors merged, lightning flashed past, and the air instantly became heavy.
It was very heavy, and four people were squeezed into a small space. At this time, seven people were crammed into it, and the oxygen was almost not enough.
"Ah, my hand, don't step on my hand."
"Foot, my foot is cramped."
"Don't move, I can't breathe."
"..."
"Everyone, give in, there is boiling water!"
Russell squatted and stepped over the crowd, and said unscrupulously: "Don't crowd, don't make noise, the space is very generous, and there is room for ten more people."
After stepping on someone's face, he sat down on the driver's seat, moved one long leg away, rubbed his hands and prepared to start work.
"You promised me!"
Suddenly hearing Guan Yin's sad and angry voice from the crowd, Russell turned around and looked around, confused but didn't see where the person was.
"Remember, a man doesn't lie just once, he lies every day."
Russell was enjoying the spacious first-class seat with peace of mind, when suddenly a head hung above him, his hair disheveled like a midnight bell.
Russell: (￣_,￣)
Ying Yingying: (.￣.)
"Passenger, please move your butt to the side to block your view."
Russell raised his hand and grabbed the long hair, wrapped it all around Yingyingying's neck, pressed her head and pushed it back.
Maybe it was because it was too crowded and the space was limited. After Yingyingying's head was stuffed in, a long leg stretched out from behind the driver's seat and rested firmly on Russell's shoulders.
"???"
Russell was confused. What happened? This kind of linked reaction...how did they do it?
He didn't believe in evil, so he tucked his long legs back and looked up, and sure enough, Ying Yingying's head poked out again.
"Amazing!"
Listening to the angry shouts from behind, Russell was extremely shocked. He took out a sealed test tube, took a drop of blood, made a fist and inserted it into the operating table.
"Hey, what are you going to do? Don't mess around!"
Ying Yingying had an ominous premonition and hurriedly stopped.
"Passenger, please don't make any noise with your butt."
Russell laughed out loud: "This opportunity is rare, so open your eyes and see clearly what you are."
Outside, Unit 1 roared dullly and strode towards the cracks in the seabed.
As Unit No. 1 waved his hand, a whirlpool on the bottom of the sea swirled in the distance, and a red light struck quickly, landing accurately in the palm of his hand.
Longinus gun!
In the distance, surprised by the unusual movement caused by the Longinus gun, the monsters moved on the wind and came smelling the fishy smell of pretense.
"Hohohoho——"
The undercurrent surged, the dull roar was deafening, eleven monsters swam around Unit 1, and the seabed was slapped by several long tails, with continuous amplitude.
Russell glanced at the neatly arranged nuclear bombs in the distance, and the blood from his palm was sent into the mouth of Unit 1, and he muttered: "There are many people bullying the few, right? Isn't it a coincidence? I like to do this too."
"Ho ho ho!!"
Unit No. 1 opened its mouth wide, and a ball of pale flesh expanded in its mouth. As it continued to vomit, a large amount of foam was spat out.
After landing, these meatballs expanded rapidly, and under Yingyingying's horrified gaze, they turned into white giants about the same size as the No. 1 machine. A rough count showed that there were more than thirty of them.
"Mass production machine!"
Guan Yin squeezed out her head, showing an extremely excited look on her face. When she looked at Russell, her eyes were green, like a wolf.
Russell held down the dog's head and stuffed it back.
"It's just a drop of blood..."
Yingyingying swallowed and said with difficulty: "Is this ability obtained by taking the full version of CPH4?"
"How's it going? Does it match well?"
Russell chuckled: "Made in luosu, look at the flaming red lips on the mass-produced machine, they are very suitable for your current age."
