MTL - War in Heaven-Chapter 1362 Raging Savior

The world around them shattered like glass, turned into countless shining fragments, and dissolved in the boundless darkness.

From the barren days to the "duel site" of World War II, this time it completely disappeared.

What appeared next to Lin Chi was a line of pale text:

The war ai conversion process, ver3.0 has ended.

"Is this the process of turning humans into artificial intelligence?" Lin Chi asked.

"Yes, but I made a few small changes." The observer laughed. "It was meant to train people into warriors, but now it is the opposite."

"I see it."

While talking, Lin Chi looked at the situation around him. In the boundless darkness, he could see some faint light spots.

Because the light was too dim, he couldn't see his physical condition. However, just by feeling, you know that the current situation is completely different from any previous duel.

My own perception of the body seems to be weakened, the existence of the limbs is completely unaware, and the trunk is not aware of it. Simple raising hands and stepping forward are completely impossible now.

-Does the body no longer exist? wrong……

He noticed the phantom of a human figure, and Lin Chi quickly understood his current situation: "Duel?"

"No, this is the ultimate 'commander mode' of War Paradise!"

The observer's tone was full of enthusiasm, as if a fanatic of unknown gods: "Beat the puppet of the death messenger and make him realize that his idea is completely wrong!"

"Will that guy really 'repent'?" Lin Chi, who was only a ghost in his body, sighed.

This kind of ideological struggle cannot be separated by the battle between two "agents" alone. After the duel just now, Lin has confirmed this sooner or later.

However, the observer is not a complete lunatic. Since the observer is so persistent, there must be other calculations.

"Okay, let me try."

Lin Chi acted on the non-existent "bones and bones" through his mind, shook his imaginary arm, and focused his eyes on the brightest spot in the distance.

Then, in the dark cosmic space, a crackling sound that could not have existed.

boom!

The iron door was smashed open by the hammer, and the security agency's agent leaned sideways against the wall, throwing an electromagnetic pulse grenade into the house.

With the experience of being attacked by a robot last time, this time he also brought out special equipment that ordinary people cannot get.

The electromagnetic pulse grenade exploded inside the house, and the light leaking from the crack of the door went out instantly. The special agent waited for two seconds, took out the binocular night vision goggles from the shoulder bag behind him, and rushed into the room.

He didn't have time to restart the exoskeleton. This time, he also took off the exoskeleton and went directly to the battle. His blue pants were also changed to black.

Special agents do not like to act alone.

When acting alone, without the Security Bureau's think tank and logistical support, he was almost used to being spoiled by various black technology equipment, and even felt at a loss.

However, even if the equipment and "pre-war preparations" are not the same as in peacetime, he is still very confident.

After all, their enemies are just robots, and they must have been burned by electromagnetic pulses, even if there were no exoskeleton—

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the special agent was hit **** the back and rushed forward a few steps, but his body was directly covered by heavy shadows.

"you……"

The special agent hadn't said what he said, but he had pulled out the electric stick from the back of the belt and stung straight ahead.

A crisp crackle echoed in the basement, the opponent's action was surprisingly flexible, the electric baton had not touched anyone yet, the commissioner's right wrist had heard a severe pain, and the stick in his hand also fell.

While the right hand was being attacked, the special commissioner kicked forward, slamming and then retreating while the other was suffering from pain, and finally the blurry shadow was finally clear.

A big man at least 190cm tall stood in front of him. Wearing a leather hood, only a pair of wide eyes were exposed, and the exoskeleton was emitting a plume of smoke.

The electromagnetic pulse grenade just burned the exoskeleton on the opponent. But even without the support of the exoskeleton, the strength of this strong man is still quite trivial.

"Don't hinder us ..." the man growled in a low voice.

"I'm the police!" The special agent tried to deter each other.

However, the man did not mean to stop at all, but strode forward, and the iron rod in his hand gave out a blurry light spot under the sight of the night vision device.

"Don't hinder us! This is an opportunity for evolution!"

The roar of the big man echoed in the basement, and the special agent turned sharply and ran back, but was blocked by another skinny mask man.

-Are these people crazy?

The special agent scolded in his heart, and the movements on his hands were unambiguous. The guy fell to the ground with a blood stain under his mask.

However, while this person was obstructing the action, the dangerous guy with that tall man was already behind the special agent.

As soon as I looked back, I saw the iron bar swinging head-on, and the special agent's body froze with intense fear at that moment.

Even if he is an employee of the Security Service, he is not a combatant. Rather, it belongs to the type of "in reality, only punches on the Internet".

For real-world battles, the task force is not so skilled. I used to be able to fight back and forth with those robots with exoskeleton, but now—

At that moment, the body of the commissioner was so heavy that he could not move at all. He could only look at the metal weapon in the hands of the big man, and kept expanding his sight and hit his own head!

Then there was a somewhat familiar male voice behind him.

"Get down!"

The voice seemed to evoke the soul of the special agent. He lay down suddenly on the ground, only to hear a crackling sound again, the body of the big man kept convulsing, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground.

"Is it a Taser?"

Recognizing the weapon used by the opponent, the special agent turned back in amazement, but saw a man with thinning hair appearing in front of the basement door:

"Are you following me?" The commissioner whispered.

"Ye, but you saved your life ..." Zhou Tianhao shot Taser into his pocket, and kicked him on the skinny man's head again. "Say, what's going on here?"

"It has nothing to do with the Game Authority." The special agent shook his head.

"is it?"

Listening to the words spoken by the man who had just saved his life, Zhou Tianhao didn't hit a spot, bent down beside the special agent, slammed his opponent's collar, and faced the dusty face of the special agent , Shouted with a trembling voice:

"You have been like this all the time! No matter what everyone is like ... tell me nothing! Grandpa is also a person, not a **** tool! Not your intelligence provider, not a **** set to promote the development of the plot! Tell me All this is going on, or I will blow your dog's head with an iron pipe! "

"..."

Looking at the other person's distorted face, beating eyebrows and bloodshot eyes, the special agent could see that the man in front of him was really angry.

Feeling the burning anger of the other party, the special agent sighed long and turned his head to look at the game warehouse in the far corner:

"I'll say, let me stand up first ... the girl is still lying in the game room, we have to rescue her first."