Miss Wang Weina, my cousin can't do it either!

Whether it is destructive power, lethal power, or defensive power, Fiona has completely reached the extraordinary level. It is clearly in line with Loken Williams' design concept of a war weapon against the inner guard of Ursas. Why is it evaluated as failed product.

It is because of this unacceptable energy consumption!

The energy consumed by a little movement is enough to drive a large city defense cannon. Although this kind of Originium skill is strong, how can anyone afford it?

Even if Columbia is rich and powerful, and they have to spend all their money to buy pants, how can Fiona alone compare to the neatly organized and regenerable legion like the emperor's sharp blade?And if Fiona is to be mass-produced, then there is no need to fight. In a few days, Colombia will have to officially declare it incapable of fighting due to insufficient energy.

This is a bottomless pit, a bottomless pit of resources. Before solving the problem of energy waste, Fiona will always be a failure.She cannot be thrown into the battlefield at all!Unless you want a squib that starts up less than 10 minutes before shutting down due to a power outage!

【But this is our last chance. 】

[We have no choice and no time to abandon Fiona and choose another host.We can't do it. 】

[So, no matter what, even if you are the last one, let's go. 】

【Witness our final struggle, Loken Williams! 】

Chapter 76 Carjacking and Dragons

Columbia, wilderness.

The prison van bound for Mansfield Prison City is passing through the [Waste Residue Area] in the Columbia Pioneering Area. The terrain here is uneven and the vehicle bumps severely.Especially for the prisoners, the driver is okay, there is a leather shock-absorbing driver's seat in the cab, but the prisoners are not so lucky, there is no soft leather cushion for you to enjoy in the cell, under the violent bumps, the prisoner Often toss and turn, sleepless all night.

Loken Williams is no exception. Although the drivers "very kindly" told him that the journey is still far away, he is advised to sleep peacefully first.But unfortunately, after driving into the waste area, he quickly woke up from the experience of grabbing the ground with his head ten times in a row.

"What's going on?" Loken Williams covered Bao's head and asked in a daze.

"Didn't I tell you everything? The waste area!" The driver was obviously a little annoyed by the bumpy terrain, and his tone was not very good, "I remember that this road was not so bumpy before! Has it been a long time?" People take care of it, and it’s full of garbage again?”

"It's good to inform someone to come and clean it up another day. This is an official way, and someone should be responsible."

The person on the co-pilot said.The driver laughed lightly, and the laughter was full of disdain.

"Official way? The government is gone, and you still expect someone to maintain the official way? The old men have found out about it, rolled up their money and ran away, and we, the working people, are left here to suffer. I won't do it after I finish this job. ...to live in another country."

"Where are you going in another country?" the co-pilot asked curiously.

"Yan? I heard that Longmen is a good place. Police reforms have been carried out recently. If I have relatives, I plan to live there. I will join him."

said the driver.

"Police...what is it?" The co-pilot was even more confused.

"Just like our National Guard," the driver explained.

The face of the co-pilot changed: "Isn't that very bad? In order to fight the military, the National Guard took all the money in my bank in the name of 'borrowing' a few days ago, saying it was a loan. Who dares to go to them and pay them back. The masters gave them the right to shoot, and if they disagree with each other, they can be shot with a magazine. Then the dragon gate is still not allowed."

"Yan's police are not the same as our National Guard."

At this time, Loken Williams, who was so shaken that he couldn't sleep, spoke,

"I have dealt with the people of Yan Kingdom, and I have also discussed business with Mr. Wei Yanwu, the governor of Longmen. The police in Longmen is called the Guard Bureau, and it is run by a woman code-named [Nine]. They are inferior to the National Guard. Far, of course, and I mean the bad."

Loken Williams pursed his lips:

"If you want to live in Longmen, it's not a bad idea, but Wei Yanwu is not a magnanimous person. He also has a rat king under him. As long as you don't offend them, the basic life safety can still be guaranteed. Columbia...is much better."

"Ham, we are not like you, Mr. Williams, how can we small people like us offend those big people?"

The driver laughed and laughed at himself.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, the sudden explosion covered up the laughter. The driver was taken aback, looked at the instrument panel showing that it was gradually decelerating, frowned, and then punched the steering wheel angrily:

"fuck, flat tire!"

The waste area is full of tools left by the pioneers. Most of these tools have become scrap iron, but it still does not prevent some of them from being very sharp and capable of piercing tires.Such as pickaxes, pickaxes, origin stone reaction detectors and the like.

Driving here, bumps are the norm, and tire blowouts also happen from time to time, but they are relatively rare in comparison.The driver didn't think much about it, he informed the co-pilot, opened the door and jumped out of the car.

As an old driver, of course he prepared a spare tire.

However, as soon as he got out of the car, a crossbow arrow shot to his feet, and then, a shout sounded in the darkness not far from him:

"Don't move, raise your hand!"

"Fuck! Don't do it!"

Without hesitation, the driver immediately raised his hand and gave a Gallic military salute to the unknown assailant.

When encountering a carjacking person in the wilderness, first of all, don't think about resisting, because resisting is useless.

Those who can survive in the wilderness are not easy to deal with, especially those who wander the Columbia wilderness. Most of them are abandoned pioneers, Sarkaz, Rust Hammer, or a combination of the three.They are well aware of what weapons the Colombian soldiers hold, and they also have a wealth of experience in wilderness survival. They have properly abandoned their humanity and killed people without blinking an eye.

He is just a driver who earns some living expenses, so there is no need to have trouble with them.As far as he knows, these organizations generally don't embarrass vehicles and people passing by. They generally only want money and don't hurt lives.The driver now just begs them to sneak away after they robbed the money.

"Don't do it, brother, passer-by."

The driver covered his face with his hands while talking,

"I haven't seen what you look like, and I don't want to know what you want to do. You can do whatever you want, and I will obey. It's fine to steal money and sex, don't hurt my life."

"Are you the prison van escorting Loken Williams?"

The crossbowman walked out of the shadows, cast a glance at the cowardly driver, then looked away contemptuously, and looked at the temporary cell behind the prison van.

The driver hesitated for a moment, and briefly doubted his life.

Damn, what's the situation, he just finished talking about such a large wasteland, there will be no one foolishly hijacking a prison car, and the back foot is blocked, and it looks like it's aimed at Loken Williams …

Those blocking the crowd even knew that Loken Williams' prison van would pass by at this time tonight. These ordinary people didn't know that this attacker had at least an official background, and it was even very likely that he was sent by the official.

Gentlemen, are you really unwilling to let go of a prisoner who will spend 3000 years in prison?

But this is not what the driver should think about, he nodded quickly:

"Yes, this is the car."

"That's good. The car has been hijacked by us now. Loken Williams disappeared after the carjacking accident. There was a fight at the scene, and there was chaos. Do you understand?"

"Understood, understood." The driver replied.

"That's good, that car, we'll drive away." The crossbowman said, walking towards the driver's cab.When the driver heard it, it was wrong.

Let alone tens of kilometers away from the urban area, they have no water, no food, and their car was robbed. How do they go back?

Doesn't this leave them in the wasteland to die?

He quickly grabbed the crossbowman's hand and said in the most humble tone:

"My lord, my lord, give me a way to survive, you drive the car away, we are just waiting to die."

The crossbowman turned his head and asked with a sneer, "Which one do you choose, waiting to die or dying now?"

The driver's face froze, and when he recovered, his hand had already been thrown away.The crossbowman stepped onto the prison vehicle, kicked the panic-stricken man in the passenger seat, then turned his head, lying on the small window between the driver's seat and the prison cell, and aimed at Loken William inside. Greetings from:

"Mr. Loken Williams, I didn't expect that, we will meet again one day."

Loken Williams frowned, looked at the somewhat familiar man in front of him, and after a while, his eyes suddenly widened.

"It seems that you recognized me. Thanks to the reporter Toplitzer, the military and the political circles are officially at war. The military government and the provisional government are facing each other in the east and west. The military is short of people, so I was released. , carrying out this mission is a sin and a meritorious service. It is such a coincidence that I meet you again in this capacity."

The man paused, recalling with some emotion:

"Last time, I was still a brigadier general, and you were the president of the Loken Water Tank Laboratory. I negotiated a deal with you, but you refused to agree to anything, forcing the military to choose Rhine Life, and finally got bored in the hands of Victoria. Unfortunately, you even started a war with the political circles. You are the well-deserved culprit."

He put away his memories and smiled ironically,

"But this time, I am your benefactor, a soldier who has been demoted, and you are a prisoner... This time, the military still hopes that you will share the information about the [Transcendent Mass Production Project] with Give the research data to the military, what do you want."

"These materials have been taken away by the gentlemen of Parliament."

Loken Williams replied.

The crossbowman chuckled and shook his head:

"Really? I don't believe that the majestic Loken Williams will not leave a little back for himself, and arrange a little way out? What they took away should not be the complete one. According to our informant's report, the inside There are a lot of missing things, including the most critical, the experimental data of subjects No. 001-009. These should still be in your hands, and they are things you are going to use to save your life at critical moments."

"Saving your life to the politicians is saving your life, and selling it to the military is also saving your life. Now your life is in my hands. Whether you die or disappear after the carjacking incident depends entirely on me. I hope you've figured it out."

Loken Williams took a deep look at the crossbowman, thought for a long time, and finally nodded.

"I see. But you have to take me to a safe place first. I will hand over the information to you."

He had no choice but to do so.

As for whether the military will choose to kill people after getting the information, he doesn't know, and he's not sure, but he knows that one more day of life is one day, one more hour of life, one hour, one more hour of life, 1 minute.

It was for survival, his struggle.

"smart people."

The crossbowman boasted, put his finger near his mouth, and blew a whistle, which should be to inform other people in ambush that the operation was successful.

However, after a while, the rest of the ambush soldiers who were supposed to reply to him did not respond.The crossbowman frowned, held up the crossbow arrow, and cautiously poked his head out from the car door.

It was pitch black outside, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.Perhaps the driver and co-pilot had run away?He didn't care, anyway, the ambush teammates would decide whether to deal with them according to the situation.

He blew the whistle again, but still no answer.

Not right.

He instinctively felt abnormal, but he couldn't tell the specific abnormality.

It's too dark around here, and he could see the road more or less clearly just now, but now, unless he wears night vision goggles, he can't even see his fingers clearly.

The crossbowman slid off the night vision goggle from his helmet and put it on in front of his eyes.

Through this, he saw a supernatural scene.

In front of him, beside him, behind him, at some point, a huge iron wall has been erected, enclosing him like a giant cylinder, let alone the sound of a whistle, even the sound of an explosion may Can't pass it on.

He was isolated, someone set up an ambush?Were the politicians aware of their actions?

The crossbowman didn't have time to think about it, he raised his head, wanting to see how tall this giant barrel was, and whether he could climb out with the help of tools.

But the head tilted higher and higher, until the perspective could no longer move upwards, and he finally saw the "apex" of the barrel.

Those were three pairs of "eyes" emitting red light.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that what surrounded him was not a barrel at all, but the body of a huge "three-headed steel python"!

"boom--!"

As if imitating the roar of a giant dragon, the three heads of the giant steel dragon slammed into each other, making a loud noise that resounded throughout the [Waste Residue Area]!

Chapter 77 I prove that she really has no pad

"boom--!"

Accompanied by a loud noise from a distance, Kelsey, who seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed, stood up in an instant, so that Wayne, who was leaning against her, suddenly lost his support and fell to the ground with a snap. on the ground.

"Target found!"

"I can hear such a loud sound even without mon3tr."

Wayne rubbed the side of his face that had been scratched by the pebbles on the ground. It hurt a little, but he didn't touch the wound. Fortunately, it wasn't disfigured.Fiona's commotion was so loud that almost the entire waste area could hear it clearly. Wayne boasted that he was still a feline after all, with good ears, so it was impossible not to hear.

mon3tr: "(unhappy snarl)!"

Wayne took half a step back, waved his hand, okay, okay, didn't hear or not, it's thanks to our cute little mon3tr, you found it, okay.

What a monster, still acting like a child, claiming credit in front of Kelsey.

mon3tr: "(satisfied muffled grunt)"

Kelsey tapped mon3tr's head, frowned and said:

"Don't mess around, mon3tr, you lead the way ahead, take us to the place where the noise is made."

The green light in mon3tr's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Kelsey aggrievedly.

Why do you say you are like this?It was you who asked me to lie on the ground and listen to the sound. I heard it. If you don't praise me, it's fine, and you still despise me.

If it were another pet, he would have given up a long time ago.But I am different, I am mon3tr, what can I do?I can't just forgive you obediently.

mon3tr: "(sorrowful cry)."

A question mark popped up in Kelsey's head.What's the matter, isn't mon3tr quite active just now, why did it die all of a sudden?

My all-knowing Kelsey, it’s okay if I don’t understand the special case of Wayne, why can’t I even understand a little idea of ​​mon3tr now?

Are times changing too fast, or am I finally getting too old and out of date?