Cyber Heroes

"Do you know the sentence'I'm back from hell'?"

Faced with this question, Cui Mou was somewhat confused.

"Ah, you have to really ask me who I have said, I really don't know..."

——Gan.

This time it is Xiang Shan's turn to be confused.

"Ah, I can be sure that the eighth Martial God never said this line." Jardel pondered for a moment, then gave the answer: "The eighth Martial God was exposed too early and it was righteous. It’s too early. She was shot and killed directly by King Agni with the fleet beyond the visual range, and she did not do anything worth mentioning to her death."

"Then, the second Martial God definitely Yes, he said. He used this sentence to announce his return in the first battle, and to declare war to the asylums."

"Then, the 11th Martial God... has said this sentence. Words?"

Cui Mukuro nodded: "Yes, yes. It has been circulated on the Internet."

Xiang Shan held his forehead.

He really feels very tired.

It seems that another question has been solved.

The reason for that Demon Sect research Knight said to him "Congratulations on your return from hell again" has been found.

Gan.

Really...

I don't know what to say.

Xiang Shan vaguely remembers what lines this is. He doesn't have any memory of that work, he just remembers these words in an imposing manner.

Probably......

Personality coverage will make similar judgments.

Obviously, other Martial Gods think so too.

This sentence is probably used so many times that it was integrated into Martial Ancestor's quotations during its spread.

Too...

Xiang Shan really doesn't know how to evaluate it.

——Avoid the use of this line.

He thought to himself.

Single Killer patted his shoulder and said: "Okay Old Brother, let's set off."

Xiang Shan nodded, followed him into the "donkey".

Taking advantage of the darkness, the three vehicles set off again.

Young knights crowded together in the "Mule" along with Yuki and little fellow. The performance of this vehicle is a little bit stronger than the original "Donkey". When necessary, this vehicle has a slightly greater hope of escape with them.

The Single Kill King and Xiang Shan are preparing inside the donkey.

About an hour later, the entire group stopped.

This is also to dissipate heat to the body to avoid being detected by satellites.

Xiang Shan and Single Kill King went out to lay out EMP mines in accordance with the method discussed in advance.

This place is far away from the residential area, so there is basically no ordinary person passing by, so there is no need to worry about accidental injury.

Actually, Tiehua was not so good at hunting down the army.

Unless Tiehua spreads in the center of the army, the moment Tiehua appears, the army can rely on firepower to cover the coverage area of ​​Tiehua.

Especially in the wilderness.

An EMP mine can create a short-term shield in several areas, destroying the opponent’s command system.

If during a life-and-death battle, a distant EMP breaks out and disrupts the opponent's command system, the knight can often take his life.

Even if it is not detonated at a critical moment, under normal circumstances, this thing can greatly slow down the enemy's marching speed.

Young knights are also helping with some simple traps.

It’s just that now every minute of electricity is precious, so there is no necessary division of labor. These young people will choose to sit in the vehicle to save energy.

Yuki also hugged a little fellow and sat in the corner obediently.

Xiang Shan's mine was far away, so he came back later.

When he returned to the vehicle, the Single Kill King was already waiting there, shaking his head and humming a song.

Xiang Shan activated the vehicle.

The entire group continues to move towards the predetermined direction.

If you go further to Northwest for ten kilometers, they will turn to the northeast to avoid the warning of heavenly punishment.

Xiang Shan glanced at Jarder curiously, and said: "My brother is in good spirits? He will still be thinking about humming."

"Hmm." Jarder said: "I found a broadcaster with good taste."

"Huh?" Xiang Shan was shocked: "What's the matter with the network now?"

"Broadcasting?" Jia Del was also stunned: "Have you never heard of Old Brother?"

"Broadcast...oh, broadcast..."

Xiang Shan nodded.

He only noticed that the back of Jardel's head had been leaning against the shooting port.

Receiving electromagnetic signals in a place with metal on all sides, it really has to be like this.

In his era, there was still the concept of "broadcasting". But at the beginning of the 21st century, traditional broadcasting has faded.

The "broadcast" that Xiang Shan is familiar with is not so much a radio program as an "online audio program", or simply "audio".

But he did not expect that in this era, primordial broadcasting can actually recover.

But the custodian, the broadcasting technology of this era is also different from the past.

Faced with the environment where asylum seekers rule everything, broadcasting has also changed.

Current broadcasters all work independently.

Their broadcasting antennas are completely housed in the prosthesis, and they can usually be disguised as normal workers.

But in the dead of night, they will show their minions.

Different from the past, the current broadcasters will not directly send signals to all directions-in that case, as long as the signal strength of different areas is compared, the location of the broadcaster can be quickly located.

If the broadcaster works like this, the probability of being killed is too great.

They will move towards the sky and shoot out a directional electromagnetic wave signal. This short- and medium-wave signal cannot penetrate the ionosphere, it will be reflected by the ionosphere, and then spread to the ground.

Of course, this is still not very safe. As long as the asylum has enough receivers and the algorithm is accurate enough, in the case of multiple parameter calculations, the suspicion range can still be determined in a relatively small area.

After all, "rebellion" has never been an easy task.

The broadcaster is a chivalrous man who opened up another front of propaganda.

Not everyone's internal strength can come and go freely in the network built by the asylum.

Not every ordinary person has access to the Internet from time to time-in the case of overwhelming majority, they are passively connected to the Internet without knowing it, and they are controlled by the back door of the prosthetic eye.

The broadcasters came into being. They are a kind of knights-just like the difference between "Sabrewielder" and "swordsman" in wuxia novels in the past.

"Broadcasting" is their weapon.

Most of their internal strength is not enough to run wild, occasionally there are strong external skills, but most of them are only at the level of dojo students.

But they have been passing the "fire" from the past-that is the ember of culture.

Xiang Shan whistled: "Cool. How do you listen?"

"Old Brother, you really don’t know what youngster likes." Jardel shook the head: "Although this is something that was only established in the recent seventy-eighty year."

In his mind, Xiang Shan may be an older knight.

Xiang Shan is nodded: "You mean, what's the matter? What frequency? I want to hear it too. I'm very curious."

"Well, I have to go online first. The next plug-in..."

"Huh?" Xiang Shan was taken aback.

He first heard that plug-ins are needed to listen to the radio.

"Oh, I can’t access the Internet now. It’s okay, I’ll just pass it to you." Jardel said: "Don’t think about it. Think about it, the electromagnetic signal is being lost all the way by the atmosphere. The ionosphere is reflected back to the ground, how much quality can it have?"

Xiang Shan nodded: "This is also..."

"Install a plug-in to ensure that the sound passes through Preprocessing, at least can clearly express the meaning. "Jade said: "" "You should have hardware that can accept medium and long wave signals? No need to install additional plug-ins?"

Xiang Shan nodded.

He quickly installed the plug-in shared by Jarder, and under the guidance of Jarder, he found the corresponding channel.

According to Jarder, every broadcaster is a potential knight, so they generally live in no fixed place to avoid search by asylum seekers.

The broadcasting technology they use determines the limited scope of their broadcasting.

So what kind of broadcast can be heard in one place depends on luck.

And these broadcasters are also waiting. If a senior expert listens to their broadcast and thinks they are an unpolished gem, they will often find ways to contact them and give them a magnetic link.

In those magnetic links, there may be internal strength that leads to a higher level.

Xiang Shan closes his eyes.

Amidst a rustle, he heard a low, hoarse voice singing.

"DieGedankensindfrei, [thought is free]

werkannsieerraten, [no one can guess it]

siefliehenvorbei[it slips by quietly]

werkannsieerraten p>

wienächtlicheSchatten.[Like the shadow of midnight]

KeinMenschkannsiewissen[No one can understand it]"

…………………………………… …………………………

keinJägererschießen[Hunters can't shoot it either]

esbleibetdabei: [until now all like this:]

DieGedankensindfrei! [Thinking is free! ]

Ichdenkewasichwill[I think about what I want,]

undwasmichbeglücket[What makes me happy]

dochallesinderStill['All this happens in silence Medium]

undwieessichschicket[As they should be]

MeinWunschundBegehren[My desires and desires]

kannniemandverwehren[No one can suppress]

esbleibetdabei: [until now is all like this:]

DieGedankensindfrei! [Thinking is free! 】

A prosthetic body crawls on a small mound. He looks like a worker. The whole prosthetic body is of standard industrial specifications. The torso is two meters long, two meters high, and two meters wide. His arms and legs are extraordinarily strong.

It is no different from the sorting workers in the recycle bin town.

However, there is an extra pair of prosthetic hands on his abdomen.

This prosthetic hand is also similar to the civilian hand that Xiang Shan used long ago and Grandma Yuki used. Similar models, same tatters.

He holds an iron guitar in both hands. The guitar strings are drawn from copper wire.

The sound of the guitar itself is actually not very good. However, the vibration of the metal wire will be converted into an electrical signal.

These electrical signals will fly to the ionosphere together with his song, where an invisible flower will bloom.

Just through the trumpet-like transmitter on his back.

This broadcast guest is standing in the moonlight, like a metal potted plant.