Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 521 - 286: Complete Direct Death Demon Eye (6,520 Combined, Supplementary)_2

Chapter 521: Chapter 286: Complete Direct Death Demon Eye (6,520 Combined, Supplementary)_2

The opponent’s exaggerated resilience filled Smith with foreboding.

A virtual face appeared on the screen and mechanically stated, "The target’s movement has increased the consumption of ammunition. Based on reserves, the drone combat group can maintain full combat status for another 5 seconds, the Supercomputer Team can maintain consciousness takeover for twelve seconds... Predicted combat values for the target exceed those of a typical Second Rank Life. It is suggested to initiate the Tactical Nuclear Bomb, to mobilize nearby stationed forces, to activate base alerts, and to prepare for evacuation..."

Listening to the base’s AI’s suggestions, Smith’s face darkened, "I reject your suggestions!"

Any of those suggestions would mean more trouble than before, abandoning the base.

They had chosen to build the base near this national park because underground spaces with hollow layers were detected here. With a simple retrofit, they could save billions in construction funds, money that had long been embezzled.

Abandon the base and then what, go out into the cold northwest wind?

What if the higher-ups sent someone to investigate and found out about the corruption?

There were too many problems.

He couldn’t possibly follow the AI’s suggestions.

Otherwise, he didn’t know what would become of the base, but he was sure he’d be "suicided" one-stop and arranged perfectly.

The virtual face showed no emotion: "Understood, Supervisor Smith."

Then, it flickered, turning into a red light, "The Supercomputer Team is completely wiped out. Connection terminated. Drone combat group ending mission early, starting automatic return... Altering orders, drones are initiating self-destruct mode..."

Dozens of miles away from the base.

Brian kicked at a pile of metal heads at his feet, gasping for air.

It was over.

Now, he knew what abilities these metallic heads had.

They were able to control the drone combat group with their minds, turning into direct brainwave control, no wonder they managed the drones with such precision and unparalleled synergy.

It was as if the combat drones were a part of them, equivalent to possessing the drones, which must have allowed for smooth and meticulous control.

Now, he had slain them all with one strike.

The fleet of drones above immediately stopped their attack, hovering stationary in the air like they had lost their command.

"These guys... they can’t really be considered human anymore..."

Brian’s body expelled shrapnel from the bombs, and as he watched the headless bodies that did not spawn any "Obsession Little Ball," he contemplated.

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Invisible ripples locked onto Brian below.

Brian looked up, on alert.

Invisible ripples meant radar scanning.

Were these drones alive again?

Then, those motionless drones, upon completing their lock-on, swarmed like bees towards Brian, initiating kamikaze attacks.

Brian, without thinking, turned to rush towards the life forms that were encircling him, intending to drag them along.

But when he saw the blade with its many gaps, he clenched his teeth and stopped. His eyes’ white membranes went pure white. He pushed his Heart Eye ability to its limits, slicing through the incoming surge of drones along the virtual lines of their approach.

Boom~

Rumbles boomed~

Bursts of sparks flared.

Every drone was like a high-explosive hand grenade, their bodies turning into shrapnel with a lethal radius of more than ten meters, and the impact force exceeded that of an automatic rifle, truly a harvester of carbon-based life forms.

Drone after drone, as if they were free, continued to crash into the spot where Brian stood.

The ground thundered.

Flames reached to the sky.

Dust billowed, scattering with the light, engulfing the scenery, turning it into a unique life-forbidden zone.

Back at the base.

A group of people stared intently at the satellite screen.

The explosions weren’t from bullets.

No one could accurately block countless close-range fragments and shockwaves with a mere broken sword.

The opponent was doomed!

Only the old Vietnamese man felt the pinch at the sight of the bursts of explosions on the screen.

Such good research material, and it was getting blown up.

Such a waste!

Too wasteful!

At the explosion site.

A number of hidden combat teams also revealed their presence.

There were about a dozen of them, including Transformed people like Hedgehog Woman and a variety of bizarre humanoid creatures, more monster than human. The only common feature was the presence they emitted, all reaching the First Rank Life.

These high-level combat units, under normal circumstances, each could decimate a human combat squad. At this moment, they looked towards the distant columns of dust and fire with a sense of relief.

They were relieved not to have the opportunity to engage in close combat with that monstrous swordsman.

One of them, a burly white man with copious body hair, towering stature, and curved claws on his hands, looking somewhat like a Werewolf, turned to a seductive woman beside him with a pair of spider-like compound eyes, "Lilith, your vision is the best, how many bullets did Yagyuu Kojirou block?"

The presence of these two was stronger and more domineering than their comrades.

The seductive woman with spider eyes shook her head, "Too many to count, but judging by the drone replacement rate, it’s over a hundred thousand shots, plus a dozen mini-guided missiles and hundreds of special sniper bullets. I think he’s more terrifying than the Second Rank Life Mutant that infiltrated the base a while ago; I never imagined anyone could achieve this with a melee weapon."

Not long ago, a Second Rank Life Mutant, with bizarre abilities, infiltrated the base, slaughtered hundreds, wiped out thirteen special combat teams, and killed the only Second Rank Life Beastification person, devouring him alive in front of a monitor.