If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 363 Surviving an Explosion

The bgm full of evil temperament echoed over the ruins of the battlefield, and the wild singing rose and fell with the music.

As the source of the sound, although it is theoretically so easy to lock the machine, it is like a ghost, floating in the ruins, and every time it appears, a mecha must be declared scrapped.

One, two, three...

The limbs that were easily torn off were randomly thrown on the ground, and the remaining drivers formed a circle back to back, holding 44mm cannons to guard against monsters that might appear at any time.

Yes, monsters!

It's not that they don't know the existence of the seventh-generation aircraft, and even many pilots have experienced it, but it is precisely because of this that they deeply understand that it is not because of the aircraft that can exert such destructive power!

"At this moment, you are already in an illusion~~"

"And the antidote is here~~"

The songs came from all directions, which seemed to indicate that the opponent was everywhere. The spirit of the pilots was on the verge of collapse, and even the body trembled with their movements.

"Want to be free?"

The persuasive singing reverberated, as if the devil was whispering in the ear, not only the slender driver, but even the audience watching the live broadcast in front of the screen, those people who turned on the holographic mode and were immersed in the scene subconsciously spit out word--

"want to!"

"Whoa!"

The gun fell to the ground, and the driver who was overwhelmed by mental pressure suddenly started to run away, and at the moment when the needle and thread were defeated, the demon-like machine appeared again——

Click!

One machine body fell in response, and the monster, which was a bit taller than the ordinary sixth-generation machine, grabbed one as a shield, and while using the identification friend or foe to drag the cannon to fire, two more machine bodies fell down.

The ghost-like body is like a tiger in a flock, easily killing all the vulnerable mechs around it, and the sense of oppression it shows has far exceeded the performance difference of the body!
"It's the body structure! The secret lies in the body structure! Mr. George is proficient in the structure of the body. The mecha that seems to be torn apart by brute force is actually achieved with the help of the master-slave driver's feedback and joint structure!"

In the commentary seat in the cold room, Victor who finally received the copy from Constantine’s design department shouted loudly, it’s not that Constantine is kind, the main reason is that the lethality shown by George is so exaggerated that even Constantine’s company I can't help but start to worry about whether it will be besieged by other peers because the performance of the machine is too good, and if the customer buys it back and finds that it does not have this performance, will it damage the company's reputation.

But at this moment, George, who was in the flames of war, obviously ignored these things at all. His body took those awkward but extremely touching steps, tearing apart each machine body as easily as a child's puppet, and then casually Set aside.

When his killing is over, a song is worth singing.

No, at this moment, the audience didn't even feel that he was killing too fast, but instead felt that... this guy seemed to want to finish singing, so he deliberately slowed down the rhythm.

The demonic mecha stood with his hands on his hips and his feet in a T-shape, standing between the ruined walls in a coquettish posture. The scattered mecha parts under his feet were dripping with coolant that looked like blood.

The originally boiling air condensed at this moment, and even a faint frost flower condensed in a small area.

George Augustus, who was singing while fighting, also finished typing the os at this time. He stepped on that extremely magical twisted step, and typed the final os command to the AI——

"Augment name registration, 'World'."

"Understand, 'The World' is at your service."

The screen that was originally filled with a lot of codes instantly changed to a familiar layout, and on the refreshing interface, an alarm suddenly began to flash.

At the same time, the ai who just completed the registration also reported with that uncharacteristic voice:
"A supersonic weapon has been detected and is expected to arrive in 12 seconds. Please seek cover immediately. Repeat, please seek cover immediately..."

[Fuck, Sun Umbrella actually used supersonic missiles in the urban area, isn't that out of bounds? 】

The live broadcast room suddenly exploded, but the [World] standing on the "mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood" was not afraid of danger, raised his head proudly, and looked up at the white smoke that was "slowly" approaching in the sky.

With the launch of this missile, the sun umbrella undoubtedly violated the rules of the game, but apart from Constantine, no company would be angry about it, because no one would like Constantine to get such a body tester.

"Hide!"

"Hide away!"

"Why are you standing there stupidly?!"

"Deflection shields are useless against weapons of mass destruction!"

All kinds of voices came from the audience, and they even forgot to type, but the machine still looked up at the sky.

They know very well that even tactical missiles are powerful enough to completely destroy a city, and with the mobility of a seventh-generation aircraft, even if they really escape at full speed, it is impossible to escape the explosion range.

However, the anchor didn't look like he was waiting to die, because he still had that confident smile on his face.

"9 seconds, 8 seconds..."

[World] During the continuous countdown, there was a sudden freeze, and what appeared immediately was a completely different sentence from counting seconds——

"The data transfer is complete."

"Release the driving fixation!" George said immediately when he heard this sentence, and at this moment, everyone noticed that George's smart terminal was still plugged into the cockpit interface.

It turns out that besides playing bgm, the anchor is still downloading data?However, even if the data is downloaded, how can I escape?

The audience had such a reaction in their hearts, and George, who was already holding the gambler's plastic wrap ball and terminal, had already got out of the cockpit.

However, he did not leave, but ordered to the body that no longer had a driver:
"Southeast, full throw, maximum power, all-rounder overload!"

"learn."

"Wait a minute, it won't be..." Victor listened to this instruction, his jaw was so open that he almost dislocated his jaw, and Hierro, who was half a beat slow in responding, finally, when the world held George Augustus in his hands, understood what was going to happen next.

"Is this really possible?" Hierro looked at his partner dryly, while Victor said while [World] raised his arm:
"The sixth-generation machine can break the speed of sound by throwing a flying knife, but the problem is, that is not something humans can bear!"

"But this gentleman just went up to the sky with a rocket..." While Hierro was speaking, before Victor could answer, the electromagnetic muscle bundles of the [World] machine completed the last contraction in an instant.

Under the explosive force that squeezed out all the functions in an instant, George August, whose total weight was less than [-] kilograms, even brought the plastic wrap ball in his arms, and was thrown by the machine at a terrifying speed like a baseball. Going out, the director wanted to control the drone to keep up, but only took pictures of the moment when the body jumped out, and all the screens were left with only a blurred screen.

At the same time, the residents in the city of Asgard also simultaneously felt the shaking of the earth and the flames in the distance.

"Quick, call the nearby drones! At least find the corpse!"

Not only Dole Media, but all the forces in Asgard City at this time dispatched their equipment almost at the same time, not for the life and death of this man named George Augustus, but for the gambler , and the terminal on him.

clap clap...

The Huaping screen resumed after a few seconds, and the drone close to Feng Xue's throwing direction connected the screen.

The already dilapidated urban area is only left with thick smoke and flames. In the video, a bulging buffer ball is being torn apart. Drilling out of the ball, it was flushed red by the firelight behind it...

　Regarding the Gap Girl, there are many theories about the specific source of this urban legend, but this is not important. In short, everyone only needs to understand that when this thing broke out, it even caused a turmoil in the whole neon.

　　You can check the details on the Internet, and you should be able to find relevant explanations on station b or encyclopedia, so there is no more nonsense.

　　In short, this stuff is only relying on word of mouth, which directly caused a nationwide storm. Primary school students dare not go to school, and parents are panicked. )...

　　But this thing disappeared very suddenly. This large-scale urban legend that even led to the dispatch of the military and police disappeared in an instant. It was later discovered that the primary school students had a holiday (whether it was winter vacation or summer vacation, I can’t remember).

　　Because at that time, elementary school students basically went home during the holidays, and there was little communication between students. Even if there were, there were only a few of them who got together. In addition, there was a deterrent of slit girls. There were basically no elementary school students talking about related topics during the summer vacation. So this strange talk disappeared.

　　The reason why I say this is to show how fragile the ghost talk is after losing its communication channels. As I mentioned earlier, this time point is just the turning point between the ghost talk and reality. The main reason is the Internet and self-media. universal.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)