The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

Generally speaking, a fortress with such a large living space and dock also has the function of fleet maintenance in it.Its residential area is mainly used for the crew members of the battleship, which can be seen from the shops, bars and other playful places next to the residential area (although they are basically closed now)-this is not a 'barracks' ', but an extension of 'dock'.

Now that no one lives here, it means that the fleet using this fortress as its home port has sailed at this moment, and the only people staying here are the garrison and staff of the fortress.

"Then I will stay here, thank you." After a long absence, he was able to sleep on a padded bed, which made Doom Slayer even a little excited.He put down the rabbits in his hands and let them run around the room. "By the way, can I buy pizza here?"

"You can order food through the panel in the room, and then it will be delivered by drone," the guide replied, "or you can go to the restaurant to eat. VIPs don't need to spend money."

That means you can eat pineapple pizza and Coke all you want, and add a strawberry sundae after dinner?Much more generous than Dante's side.

Pretty good, I just got back from hell and needed this.

"Then I'll go first. If you have anything to do, you can call the dormitory administrator through the panel in the room. There are also many elite guards from the earth living here. You can chat for a while."

"I see."

From the previous conversation with Oregana, Doom learned that Seraphim had spread some dangerous technologies to the earth in this world, and imitated the old night guards to create the earth version of the elite guards.Replaced the elemental ghosts that provide energy to soldiers with human beings, turned ordinary people into artificial psykers to fight against demons, and taught the method of stealing Ajin energy from hell (refining on the surface) technical staff.

To be honest, it's like drinking a pigeon... Poison quenches thirst, the more you use group emotions to strengthen soldiers, the more bright the entire planet will be in the subspace, and the easier it will be for demons to find this place.The Seraphim’s train of thought seems to be [I will be discovered anyway, so I don’t care whether I will be discovered or not, and hold back a wave of soldiers first], which of course can’t solve any problems, because it can only prolong the war time and cannot Turn the tide of battle.At the same time, the input of Yajin energy has also corrupted a large number of technicians.

Looks like tech support, but he's just stalling.

Let this world become a place that Meck is interested in, and the attention of hell will be concentrated on this world. A large number of troops will enter this world to fight, and they will be consumed and restrained. It is used to refine the soul of this world - so that both the Mek and Hell will reduce the speed of exploration and invasion of other worlds, because the digestion capacity has reached the upper limit.At the same time, he was on his own side, that is, he found a world named Samuel Hayden as a human body to develop troops and technology, and tried to get himself out of Kadinger.

The logic of this guy is very clear and cold-blooded.

In his view, the power of the Doom Slayer is necessary in order to destroy Hell and the Mekks.Then it is not a problem to lose several worlds for this, and treat billions of people as cannon fodder.

Should it be said that it is a replica of Queen Mek?Even though he objected to Queen Meck because he felt that using human souls to refine energy was too cruel, the plan he adopted also... took advantage of this point, and he did not hesitate.From Seraphim's point of view, this might be a [necessary sacrifice], right?

This is in line with my usual impression of Seraphim, but even if you hate this guy, you still have to do what he thinks now - because he is the person who knows the Mek clan and hell the best, and the only thing he can think of is the only possibility A way to win, even if it costs countless lives.It's almost like the trolley problem.

But Seraphim said that the tram problem is a chicken, and his purpose is too clear, which side is Queen Mek and hell, then the tram must go to which side, regardless of whether it is one person, five people or 60 billion people, or even It doesn't matter if you lie on the track - because there are more people outside, and if you don't crush those two people to death, everyone else will die sooner or later.As long as these two guys are crushed to death, the remaining people can continue to survive, then everything is worthwhile, even if there is already a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of them.

I can understand it, but I absolutely can't just accept it with a smile, but you have no other way.

Really difficult.

However, the presence of CONCORD disrupted his plans and forced him to change, or at least accelerate, his plans.In this way, the loss can be greatly reduced.I am not a strategist, so I just need to think about how to use my strengths.

He sat on the sofa, ordered pizza, and wondered if he could also order a game console—because he really wanted to play Animal Crossing.The barracks probably wouldn't provide such things for free. Those soldiers must be playing with their own personal items, but they had to look for them.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

It was a lovely girl with beautiful blond hair and dog ears, braided up on her head, and her ears hung softly on the sides of her head.This should be an elite orc guard from this side of the earth.

"Hello? I'm the person who lives next door. Come over to say hello." She had a soft smile on her face that made people feel a little silly, but she was stunned after seeing Doom's face. "John?"

This man named John seems to be his own counterpart in another world, a weirdo who likes unicorns.Although I also like ponies, I will definitely not change all the armor to that kind of fanaticism.

Similar people can be found in many worlds associated with hell. For example, I have seen a man who is very similar to Beunita. This man named Beorlandi also uses four pistols to hunt and kill in hell. There is more than one Angel Maker, and everyone calls him the Angel Hunter.But bumping into faces is embarrassing no matter what, and you have to make a mark afterwards...

He looked at this inexplicably familiar dog, and said:

"I'm not John." But I still don't want to mention my name, and now I am DOOM Slayer. "You can call me... Destroyer."

"Oh!" Secretary Dog smiled and held out his hand, "Nice to meet you, I'm Isabella."

"Isabel...?!"

What were you looking for just now? !Did I say I want to play Animal Crossing?

"Oh……"

It's been a crazy trip, but every time it's full of surprises...

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When I opened my eyes, I felt familiar sensations all over my body.

After projecting consciousness onto Samuel Hayden, I have lived with Samuel Hayden for decades, and the two complement each other. Relying on Samuel Hayden's body, I feel many things, which belong to me alone. human feeling.And when the lifespan of this body was exhausted, Seraphim created a mechanical body to carry his own consciousness, but the mechanical body could not restore human feelings. As time went by, he gradually forgot about breathing, body temperature, etc. Wait for ordinary perception.

But now, those feelings are back, and the vision and hearing are not so strong in comparison.

He sat up, his long-lost breathing made his chest tingle, and the numbness at the extremities gradually subsided with the movements.Dr. Hayden looked at his hands—

"what……"

Those were a pair of white and tender little hands, and they were still short.Looking down, he has short hands and feet, and his height is only about 1.2 meters at most.

I lost two meters in one breath!

Turning around, there is a mirror next to it, which reflects the blank face of a young girl.As a human being, this face is quite cute, with soft outlines, white hair and blue eyes. If it grows up, it can even make an idol debut.Holding the mirror was a blond woman with stitches on her face and Frankenstein-like electrodes next to her head.She looked at herself with excitement, just like a mad scientist in a movie looking at his proud test object—yes, just like the pervert in "Human Centipede".

"How do you feel?" She said, holding the mirror in both hands, rubbing her extra arms excitedly, "Is there any discomfort?"

I feel uncomfortable!And what's up with your extra hands?It's terrible as a prosthetic too!

If ordinary people took this heavy blow, they would lose their minds and start crying.But who was Samuel Hayden?The copy of Queen Maker, the Archangel Seraphim, counting the three bodies changed this time, who can have more than yourself?From the very beginning, I was not a human being. Wouldn't it be the same whether it was a middle-aged man's body or a young woman's body?What is there to shake?Is the way of thinking of that man (referring to the original Samuel) still affecting me?

of course not.

Dr. Hayden moved his neck and regained his usual feeling:

"Is this your preference?" She frowned slightly, her tone full of dissatisfaction, "Although the responsibility is on my side, you should not treat me as a toy."

Fran shook her head. The mad doctor is also a doctor and has medical ethics. It is absolutely impossible to treat a patient as a toy without the patient's consent.She put down the mirror, held a rubber mallet in one of her four hands, and tapped it on her knee to test the knee-jerk response.

"Bite your teeth, or you may bite your tongue off."

"What?"

After finishing speaking, Fran walked around behind Dr. Hayden, knocked the security sandbox firmware (which looked like a small diode ear stud) used to resist mental pollution into the nerve interface on the back of Dr. Hayden's neck, and then It's the second, the third.This is not only for her mental safety, but also to block the neural interface reserved behind her.

Every time one was knocked in, the electric shock-like touch made her body tense within a few seconds, and it took a long time to recover.

"what……"

"It's just a safety plug for emergency use. Samuel Hayden's wound was eroded by the energy of hell. At that time, we made this semi-mechanical prosthetic body just in case. If the injury could not be controlled, we would directly replace her body. "Fulan put away the hammer, "but I was lucky, saw a little more on the top and it was controlled, so the prosthetic body was saved. Compared with repairing the broken hands and feet, direct consciousness transfer is faster."

"..."

I always feel a little subtle and can't believe it...

She jumped to the ground and took two steps with her new body... The field of view has become lower, and it should take a while to get used to it.

But this kind of inconvenience is a trivial matter, what needs to be most concerned about now is the subsequent combat operations.But before that...

"Can I have a pair of rabbit ears?"

"Huh? You like this?"

"Doom doesn't like me very much, it's safer to wear bunny ears."

"..."

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The cargo ship 'Liao Luo Wan' slowed down its speed through the bow thrusters, and maintained a relative speed with the strike cruiser next to it, which was a little clumsy.

This is a regular cargo ship full of industrial products that departs from the solar system to the first colony planet jointly developed by United & PLANT.This mass-produced spaceship is equipped with a basic jump engine and shield system. Although its performance is not good, it is enough to carry out interstellar travel on a safe route.

Captain Yang Xien sat on the captain's seat. This middle-aged man with piercing eyes did not grow a beard on purpose like many captains. His chin was clean-shaven. The glasses on his face and his unfit physique made him look very Sven.Compared with a businessman, he looks more like a cultural person who is suitable for sitting in the study and writing with a brush.However, the decorations in the bridge are very "businessman" - beside the helmsman's operation panel, there is a jade Pixiu, which means to attract wealth and treasure, and beside the large screen of the external viewfinder stands an elegant statue of Guandi straight sword, which is transparent. Exuding a wave of righteousness and masculinity, it is about guarding the house to avoid evil and protect safety.Three small metal sticks were erected in front of Guan Gong's statue, and the red light-emitting diodes on them were always on. They could be used as incense for worship. After all, fireworks are prohibited in the bridge, and the incense cannot be actually lit.

He was born in the East Asian Republic, worked as a scrap dealer during the war, and had seen many big scenes.When the era of interstellar navigation began, Yang Xien saw unprecedented business opportunities, and immediately took out most of his savings to purchase an interstellar voyage ship, named Liu Luowan, and started his own great voyage with great interest.Over the years, he has made a lot of money, traveled to many places, and his career is booming.

Adventurous by nature, he is unwilling to be calm, and he is like a fish in water in this line of work. After these years of hard work, he can be regarded as a respectable figure on the road.In the beginning, wars broke out frequently, and I helped transport military supplies and disaster relief supplies many times, and also helped transport the wounded, and even tracked the dark worm, and sent the positioning coordinates to the whaling team for 72 consecutive hours.But in the past two years, the war has subsided, and this kind of stimulating work has gradually decreased, and the work of transporting trade goods between the colonies has become the mainstream.

Yang Xien has no dissatisfaction with this, especially after his daughter graduated from the Tartarus Naval Academy with a major in space navigation and came to work as a navigator on his ship, he looked forward to a peaceful life even more.Just do business with peace of mind, make money with peace of mind, and enjoy your old age on a beautiful planet after earning enough money-but you must return to the earth when you get old, which is about returning to the root of the fallen leaves.

It's just that his daughter Huamei is a thrill-seeking guy, just like herself when she was young.She joined the club of the Starship Road in school, and served as the helmsman and navigator-that is the real "practical department", and she has won many awards in competitions.After graduation, Huamei really has the ability to pilot small warships and a pilot's license.This worried the old father, so he let her aboard his boat and let her stay by his side, lest he come back from a long trip and find that this bastard went off to join the army by himself.

Right now, the young girl is looking out of the viewfinder.The dark green warship floated less than a kilometer away, and it looked as if it was right in front of you in the universe without air interference.The rough and powerful hull is painted with the coat of arms of wings and sharp swords, it is the strike cruiser of the Dark Angel.The sensor installed on the side of the hull is facing here emitting a faint red light, and at the same time the data link is also checking the data of the jump engine of the Liuluowan.

Accountant Ma Sheng looked at his watch:

"The inspection is so strict, it should have been done by now."

Yang Xien turned on the news, glanced twice, and said:

"After all, it is a state of war, and the enemy is of the 'third category'. The workload of the Dark Angels is estimated to be a bit heavy."

"'Third category', it really won't work if you don't take it seriously."

Hearing this, Ma Sheng's face immediately wrinkled like a bun, and he muttered.

The so-called "third category" is a broad category of enemies in combat states mentioned in the manual issued by the Ministry of Consolidation.

The first type of enemies are dark worms, the second type is regular pirates, and the third type is hostile interstellar civilizations.The enemy this time was a civilization called the Mek tribe. Yang Xien had seen reports on the news before, and those pictures made him feel chills all over his body.It would be terrible if that kind of thing got into the Consolidation Department, so he fully supported stricter inspections—it was fine to delay his trip by a few minutes, and these few minutes were nothing compared to the seriousness of the entire war.

Therefore, he looked at the strike cruiser that was being inspected outside with the feeling that what he had come was safe. The military must have obtained the other party's biological data and equipment energy waveforms, and the sensor was probably investigating these.The captain stroked his smooth chin, and asked his daughter who started to ignore him:

"I've never seen this kind of strike cruiser before. Is it the Wendigo class? Or the Ultralisk class?"

The daughter answered immediately, and the reaction speed was much faster than usual when she asked her to eat——

"The bombardment cannon equipped with a double mount should be the third-generation Medusa or Apophis class, right?" She had an abnormal blush on her face, "It's really majestic."

The moment she saw that expression, Yang Xien felt a little worried about her daughter's future.And the words of the chief mate Liu Cheng diverted his attention:

"I used to feel unlucky when I saw the army, whether it was the United Army or ZAFT. Now when I go on an ocean-going route, seeing the warships of the General Command is like seeing a family member."

This fat middle-aged man used to be a good friend of a scrap dealer. No matter he met United or ZAFT when salvaging the wreckage on the battlefield, he would inevitably be made things difficult for him, and he might even be sealed because he discovered the secret—and Not everyone can dare to drive the MS Gang United Army Eurasian Joint Department like Luo Juer, so seeing Master Bing at that time gave him a headache.

But it is different now, the patrol team is the guarantee of peace of mind for merchant ships.Not only provide escort, but also send the latest 'traffic information', everyone likes them.

At this time, the light of the sensor goes out.The voice of the captain of the strike cruiser came from the communication——

[The inspection is complete, please pass!Please call us if necessary, and wish you a pleasant sailing! 】

Yang Xien immediately straightened her body:

"Thank you very much! We...huh?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a rush of harsh noise in the communication.Yang Xien was taken aback, and quickly looked on the big screen, and saw that the strike cruiser was starting its propulsion engine—is it worthy of being a cutting-edge warship?Her acceleration performance far exceeded that of her own cargo ship, and her starting movements were sharp and flexible, like a sprinter, and the transmitters on both sides flashed twice at the same time.

and many more?Why did she rush out suddenly, and the shield was deployed?

Yang Xien's heart skipped a beat, and he roared:

"Director! Activate the shield! Maximum power!!"

【what? ……Yes! 】

Huamei's reaction was faster, she pushed the acceleration gear forward two notches, and then slammed the steering gear to the left:

"Move forward three! Attention everyone! Prepare for shock resistance!"

The creaking sound of metal extrusion resounded throughout the ship, and the inertia pressed everyone to their chairs.This would not be the case if it was a battleship. The mass-produced cargo ship with "production speed" as an important indicator is not equipped with such an excellent inertial stabilization system. This aggressive action can be said to oppress the performance limit of the ship.