Alien Relic Hunter.

"Fallen angel mass production type..." A trace of hesitation flashed across Lin Qiming's face, "But, isn't that kind of chip implanted in the brain of the living CPU? The target has the ability to directly destroy the chip, and these mechas are probably not cannot be a reliable combat force."

"They are different." Demeter immediately explained, "This team has just been established, and all the pilots are selected from among the fleet's elite pilots, with full self-awareness and clear mind."

"Sober sanity?" Lin Qiming couldn't help but gasped. Although he had never driven a mass-produced Fallen Angel, he knew how much pain it would take to drive this kind of machine...even the CPU of a living body needs to be kept at In a semi-comatose state, the brain can resist the shock of the terrifying data flow from the body. If it is a person in a conscious state, it is afraid that the brain will be scrapped without a single operation.

"That's right, so their 'use time limit' is shorter than the original living CPU. In the case of high-intensity combat, they can only last for 10 minutes." Demeter paused before continuing, "They all It's voluntary...don't waste it."

"...Understood." Lin Qiming nodded vigorously.

With a crisp "beep", a bright red countdown appeared on the dial of his watch. He glanced at it, and the remaining time was "29 minutes and 59 seconds".

This is the time limit for the activities of this mass-produced fallen angel team, and it is also the time limit for the ground troops to operate. Although Demeter did not say it clearly, Lin Qiming also knows that when the countdown reaches zero, hover in the air The fleet on standby will launch a saturation bombing of the underground ice storage.

"In addition, I have one more thing to tell you." Demeter said again, "We can basically confirm that the main goal of Zeus's trip to the underground ice storage is to obtain the 'No. 344171' sample."

"'Sample No. 344171'?" Lin Qiming was stunned for a moment. The number of collections in the underground ice storage was more than 30 pieces. Every piece of collection is clearly memorized, and it is definitely impossible to do it only with the human brain.

And among the more than 30 pieces in the collection, more than [-]% are "precious but of little value" things... For example, a piece of alloy found in an S-level ruins, this thing is extremely difficult to obtain, but research The value is basically zero... Things like this account for more than [-]% of the collection list.

Judging from the serial number, this "No. 344171" sample should be a collection that has recently entered the warehouse... But maybe the collection itself is too insignificant, and Lin Qiming found that he had no impression of this thing at all.

"This collection claims to be a cell sample of an indigenous creature found in the northern wilderness, but it is actually the remains of a special creature 'Seraphim' formed after the fusion of the meme itself and the egg of the dragon."

"The wreckage of 'Seraphim'?!" Even Lin Qiming, who is used to big scenes, couldn't help but lose his voice at this moment, "Hasn't that thing... been completely destroyed?"

"No... a part of it was preserved." Demeter said, "At that time, there were differences among the crew members. Some people demanded that the wreckage be completely destroyed, while the other part, that is, the radical group headed by Zeus Pai', they requested that the wreckage be preserved for study..."…

"Crazy...they must be crazy..." Lin Qiming murmured, in his capacity, it is disrespectful to say such words to the members of the Undead Crew, even if Zeus and the others have betrayed the crew, but Zeus was still a member of the crew when the verdict on Seraph's wreckage was passed.

But Demeter didn't care about such trivial matters, and continued: "In the final vote, there are more votes in favor of destruction."

"Then why do you still keep this thing?" Lin Qiming was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Because after various attempts, we have found helplessly that the wreckage of the 'Seraphim' cannot be completely destroyed with the existing technology of mankind. Instead of throwing it into space and causing a series of uncontrollable situations in the future, it is better to It’s better to keep it sealed in the bottom of the underground ice storage, and be closely monitored and controlled.” Demeter said, “Thinking about it now, Zeus probably decided to use this hole card at that time.”

"Your Excellency the 'Queen'... If the target really gains that kind of power, I request the fleet to attack the underground ice storage immediately... Otherwise, the meme infection incident will break out again, and the entire Ark will fall." Lin Qiming gritted his teeth and said.

Even though letting the fleet attack would almost [-]% detonate the main reactor below West One, that's still better than spreading the Seraph meme all over the Ark.

Back then, Ke Lan relied on Ke Lan's ability to solve the meme crisis incident... But now, Ke Lan's people don't know where they are, and it's impossible for them alone to stop the spread of memes.

"The remains of Seraphim were soaked in [-] tons of liquid nitrogen, and it will take at least an hour to fully thaw, and you still have one last chance to try..." Demeter said.

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Zhonghai, the forbidden sea area, inside the underground pyramid.

Yegel discovered a very strange thing: the space inside the pyramid is obviously limited, and the boundary can be seen with his naked eyes, but when he actually used his feet to measure the space inside the pyramid, the space seemed to start again. infinitely extended.

According to Yagunaktor's scanning data of the underwater city, the outer outline of this submarine pyramid is a square cone with a base length of [-] kilometers and a height of only [-] kilometers. The cross-section of the pyramid It is a combination of two standard triangles with three strands, four strings and five...that is to say, as the hypotenuse of this triangle, the furthest distance between the base of the inner wall of the pyramid and the apex will not exceed two [-] km.

But since Yegel followed Wilson up the wall, the two of them have been running on this "slope" for at least an hour, but they still haven't reached any boundary or corner.

Yegel can be sure that with the moving speed of the two of them, the moving distance in more than an hour will definitely exceed [-] kilometers. Even if the moving path is not a straight line, at least he should be able to see the other inner faces of the pyramid and himself The distance between changes.

But if the distant wall and ceiling were used as a reference, the two of them basically stayed in place for more than an hour. …

Yeager suddenly had a very weird illusion. He felt that the ground under his feet seemed to be extending infinitely-he stepped forward one foot, and the ground extended one foot forward. He ran ten meters in one breath. , the ground extends ten meters forward.

This is different from the conveyor-belt treadmill in the gym. Yeager has been splashing orange-yellow signal paint along the way, and the dotted track has extended to a long one, but it has never returned to Yeager. Er's feet.It is precisely because of this that Yegel was able to be sure that every step he took, he stepped on a place he had never reached before.

He really wanted to ask what happened to Wilson in front of him, but because of the existence of the light ball, Yegel still kept his mouth shut.

The sense of weirdness that Wilson gives him now is no less than the space inside this pyramid... He is very clear that this Wilson is definitely not as simple as a cadre of the engineering department of the Hunting God Hunting Group, with the kind of terrifying self-recovery ability , the character of the two before and after, and the familiarity with the pyramid...

Yeager couldn't help but took a deep breath—this guy, wouldn't it be the first time he entered this submarine pyramid?
However, hasn't anyone entered the city under the sea before?When did he come here?

Just when Yegel was thinking wildly, Wilson stopped suddenly. He turned around, glanced at Yegel, and waved him.

Yegel walked forward with a hint of suspicion. He never expected that the next second, Wilson's only remaining arm would pull out a pistol from his pocket, raise the muzzle and aim at himself!

Fortunately, Yegel had sensed a hidden killing intent in Wilson's eyes just now, and he himself was wary of Wilson to a certain extent. The moment Wilson drew his gun, Yegel rolled over on the spot, avoiding the killing intent. The muzzle close at hand.

"Bah!"

Gunshots rang out above Yeger's head, and the bullets grazed Yeger's back. Even though the anti-G driving suit had a hard protective skeleton like an exoskeleton on the back, the bullets only left a trail on the skeleton. There were not deep or shallow scratches, but Yegel still felt a burning pain on his back.

The opponent is holding a large-caliber hunting pistol... This kind of weapon is generally only chosen by front-line combatants. For logistics positions like engineering operators, the personal self-defense weapon is either a small-caliber pistol or a folding submachine gun. ...Even if they were given a powerful weapon, they might not be able to control the astonishing recoil.

However, the recoil of the hunting pistol in Wilson's hands seemed to have disappeared. After the first shot, the muzzle did not rise at all. Wilson immediately lowered the muzzle, aimed it and was still rolling on the ground. Yeager got up and fired a second shot.

The second shot still missed, and I don't know if it was because of Yeager's good luck or because Wilson was not holding the gun with his dominant hand. After a quick adjustment, the second shot missed by at least ten centimeters and hit the inner wall of the pyramid. wall on the floor.

Yegel didn't get up in a hurry, but just rolled to Wilson's feet, hugged Wilson's calf directly, took out the dagger hanging on his shoulder, and stabbed directly at the ankle. …

Wilson wasn't wearing any protective equipment. He was wearing the same work boots he used to work in the engineering department. On Wilson's ankle, Yeager could even clearly feel that the tip of the dagger had penetrated the muscles and ligaments and reached the bone at the joint.

Yegel gritted his teeth and twisted the dagger nearly 180 degrees.

If the ankle is injured to this extent, very few people can stand still, even if it is a strengthened person, it will be difficult to maintain balance when the ankle joint is damaged... But Wilson is like an iron tower nailed to the ground , No matter how Yegel shook his leg holding him, he remained motionless.

Yeager's heart skipped a beat, he knew he had made a wrong bet... This kind of melee combat, which is similar to street gangster fighting, was very effective when he was practicing against Hans and the others, but he forgot that Wilson was a somewhat different For a "person" in the body of an ordinary person, this kind of trauma has no effect on him at all.

Yegel wanted to pull out the dagger, but found that there was a huge resistance coming from the front of the dagger——Wilson's terrifying recovery ability reappeared, and the bloody ankle wound healed in just half a second, and he would not even be able to recover. All the daggers that could be pulled out in time were clamped.

Yeager didn't raise his head, but he could already feel that just above his head, the black muzzle of the gun was facing his head... He seemed to have seen a series of slow motion: the trigger was pulled, the firing pin hit the bullet At the bottom of the gun, the primer was triggered immediately, and the compressed gas generated by the explosion opened the shell case, and the tungsten steel bullet came out——

Vaguely, he seemed to hear Wilson talking to himself: "I need to pay some price to be able...but I have more important things to do, so I can only let you do it for me."

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Hive capital, third floor, Upper City.

"Bah!"

A gunshot came from the depths of the jungle, startling Ke Lan's 33.

"What's going on?" 33 gathered all the black flying blades around his body to form an airtight black shield, "Ke Lan, did you hear that too?"

"Well, I heard it, it was a gunshot." Ke Lan nodded sullenly, "It came from the depths of the jungle."

"Can you hear the sound of what kind of gun it is?" 33's expression was a little strange.

"It's too vague, I can't hear it...but I feel a little familiar." Ke Lan glanced at 33's strange expression, "It seems that you can hear it?"

"I'm not sure, but I've heard too many gunshots like this..." 33 exhaled forcefully, "It should be the fourth-generation R-type large-caliber hunting pistol produced by 'Magnum Industries' , and it is still a portable model with a shortened barrel, this is the sidearm I used to carry in the army, and I am so familiar with its sound.”

"Are you sure?" Ke Lan asked solemnly, "You have to know that this gun should not have appeared in this place, nor should it have sounded at this time."

"I wasn't sure just now, but the more I think about it now, the more I feel...it's the same type of gun." 33 nodded, "As for why there are pistols made by Magnum Industries in the Hive City, perhaps, it was the guns that Hruni and the others brought back then. came in?"

"Even if the gun was brought in by Heruni and others... Then, who is using it now?"