The Royal Society's Wasp drone.
Compared with the One-Eyed Spider, it is a more sophisticated and deadly flying drone. It is equipped with a pocket-sized rapid-fire cannon that can be used for fire strikes. It will also have low-altitude reconnaissance capabilities after adding the opal module.
Its main disadvantage is that it produces unavoidable loud noise during flight, thus sacrificing concealment.
The treasures of the Royal Society are really endless.
Ed, who was looking at the sky now, was very greedy. He didn't know if he could get the blueprint of the Hornet drone.
In the hot and scorching dusk, the swarm of wasps screamed and weaved into a swarm, forming a neat queue like a flock of geese——
Cluster mode.
For users of the "Puppet" secret text, how to control multiple targets at the same time has always been a major difficulty. Therefore, the Royal Society has been divided into three main schools: "Giant", "Swarm", and "Dog Trainer" .
The "Giant" school of thought believes that since the operator's individual consciousness is limited and cannot be distributed infinitely to all mechanical creations, then large, high-performance war machines should be built to reduce operating costs through the performance advantages of the individual units.
The "Dog Trainer" tries to give the mechanical creation some basic intelligence so that the mechanical creation can handle most problems by itself. The operator only needs to get an overview and make fine adjustments.
The "swarm" school of thought pays more attention to the role of small machinery and emphasizes information dominance, diversification, and modularity. In order to control the huge group of mechanical creations, they adopted a more compromised approach - grouping multiple units into groups and operating them as a whole, which can effectively reduce the difficulty of control.
The swarms roared towards the Mint building. Rifle bullets were unable to effectively strike these mobile units in the air. They were condescending and poured ammunition mercilessly at the soldiers hiding behind the bunkers.
After all, these veterans were only flesh and blood, and the originally impregnable defense line soon began to waver.
Under such high-intensity firepower, the ammunition mounted on the Wasp drone was also quickly consumed. In the sky, these mechanical swarms began to return and reload supplies.
At this moment, a drone equipped with a sound chip hovered in front of the window, and a calm and calm male voice said:
"I am Owen Jacob, a scholar of the Royal Society. By order of His Majesty the Emperor, I order you to immediately cease resistance and release all hostages."
"I'm convinced. These nerds really know the art of negotiation, don't they?"
Byakuya grinned and laughed, his cheeks already painted with alabaster looking even paler.
"I think Rowan should smash your tongue first." Mr. Sea Monster said.
"Fuck the Emperor, may his blood rot in his black heart!"
As expected, this "advice" did not have any effect. Haken's roar came from the building, a round of bullets hit the rotor, and the Wasp drone fell diagonally downwards.
"I have an idea, Mr. Kraken, please give me some covering fire."
The brief fire vacuum also gave Ed an opportunity to take advantage of him. He flew close to the outer blind spot of the building and took out the one-eyed spider...
…
we lose. Rowan knew it very well.
Police reinforcements are growing, and veterans have been suffering casualties. This is destined to be a futile resistance.
But he also knew that Corus Haken was by no means the kind of soldier who would surrender.
"Haha! Come on, you bunch of lackeys of the emperor, he abandoned us, and one day he will abandon you too!"
In the stamping room, Colonel Haken was currently wearing dragoon armor, holding a shotgun in each hand, pouring bullets at the drones in the sky. The drone's cannon couldn't damage it at all, and the steam boiler behind it roared like a lion's roar.
"I am Owen Jacob, a scholar of the Royal Society. By order of His Majesty the Emperor, I order you to immediately cease resistance and release all hostages."
"Fuck the Emperor, may his blood rot in his black heart!" Haken shot and shattered the rotor of the Wasp drone.
"Ke Lusi, it's over. There's no point in continuing the fight." Seeing the drone group starting to return, Rowan dissuaded them.
"No, everything has just begun." Haken said.
"Colonel Corus Haken, I must remind you that those drones are just returning to reload their ammunition. The next wave of attacks will come soon."
Suddenly, Ed's voice came from outside the room door, and he slowly raised his hands and walked slowly into the room.
How did he get in? Luo Wen couldn't help but feel a little confused. Their people were guarding all the entrances. Have all those veterans been killed?
"We meet again, little crow. Were those people sending you to negotiate terms?"
Hacken asked with a grin, picking up the thermite rifle on the ground and pointing it at Ed's head.
"No, I only represent myself this time." The young man put his hands on both sides of his ears, "I know you have been wronged, Colonel Haken. Of course you can choose to die, but what about the soldiers who fought for you? ?”
Harken did not fire, but waited for Ed to continue.
"You have hostages in your hands. You can negotiate with the police through these people for leniency. Considering the social impact, you may only be sentenced to exile on an island in the end, where you and your soldiers can spend the rest of their lives. .”
"...Besides, these gold bars are far from enough to provide relief to thousands of veterans in Lyria. And your testimony in court may really improve the treatment of veterans."
"You are right..."
The colonel slowly put down the thermite rifle in his hand. Just when Rowan thought the situation had improved, Corus Haken suddenly roared:
"But I will not accept their trial again, let Lyria see my justice!"
He pulled the trigger, and the metal projectile hit Ed's body instantly, and the splash of molten iron and sparks engulfed his body.
"No, Corus! You promised that no one would die in vain."
Rowan suddenly realized that maybe this man had planned this from the beginning.
Thirty-three years is enough to torture a person completely crazy.
"Cruth Harken is dead!"
Colonel Haken's old, lion-like face was ferocious and crazy at the moment, and his eyes were bloodshot. Rowan had only seen Corus Haken show such a crazy expression once -
On the day of the Poppy Valley Massacre.
