Chapter 182 Connected

Chapter 182 Connected together...

This should have happened a long time ago.

Of course, it must be much later than 2045. No, it must be later than 55 years.

Maybe it's not even the 21st century.

But compared to "now", it was "a long time ago".

When "resisting tyranny" just started.

When they just decided to package this "violence" with "chivalry", a cultural element that is easier to imagine.

When they just raised the banner of "jianghu".

At that time, the first knights had nothing but a cave in a mountainous area in Eastern Europe.

In addition, the only thing they could rely on was the high-performance prosthesis on their bodies.

After all, everyone used to be rich and a technology fanatic, and most of them followed the "highest standards" in this regard.

Until the return of a "strongest hacker", they were able to modify records without leaving a trace throughout the entire network, relying on a powerful logistics system to get controlled parts and weapons bit by bit.

But in addition to this, there is another tricky point, which is "manpower".

Among the 10 billion people in the world, are there 100 individuals who realize that they have fallen into an unprecedented tyranny?

The huge flow of information tells humans in a completely reasonable and legal way that they have entered the ideal realm, the kingdom of freedom. Even if relevant content is published, it will be drowned in the noise.

And those noises left behind will be banned, deleted and tampered with as long as they attract a little attention.

No one will know their situation. No one will help them.

The group that is 100 million times larger than themselves is all a force that can be used by the enemy.

The first rebels lived in fear.

David Klein was the first person to take action.

He searched for abandoned machinery in a nearby garbage dump, and then used a small amount of banned weapons and the AI ​​provided by Xiangshan to create the earliest batch of "knight version automatic turrets".

Of course, this batch of turrets has never been put into actual combat.

The gap in combat power between the two sides is too large. There is no possibility of close combat at all. The long-range ground-penetrating missiles can end the resistance of these knights.

The only truly effective way to resist is to "hide yourself".

Of course, as Xiangshan and others' righteous deeds gradually became known, more and more people joined, and bases gradually blossomed all over the world.

But with the establishment of the decentralized network "jianghu", this practice was soon abandoned.

The knights are more scattered than any form of military force in the past.

How many times have these automatic turrets been put into actual combat before the end of the "jianghu underground base era"?

Almost never.

Even compared to the cutting-edge weapons of the same era, this thing is a DIY product like garbage.

"So that's it, I subconsciously didn't regard you as a 'usable weapon'... I'm sorry, brother." Xiangshan couldn't help laughing.

Not only him, Bengel didn't think the thing met the standard of "weapon".

For people of Xiangshan's era, it was closer to "security".

And for Bengel, it was just an "antique".

But... human weapons have always been in a state of overflowing lethality.

Even weapons from a million years ago can cause harm to humans in the 21st century.

Weapons from the 5th century can also cause damage to protective equipment in the 21st century.

It was not until the completion of the cyborgization process led by Xiangshan that the old cold weapons completely withdrew from the ranks of war.

Even weapons from a hundred years ago... if compared vertically, they would definitely be completely defeated by current weapons.

However, destroying a most advanced cyborg does not necessarily require the most advanced technology.

Xiangshan's internal force touched the original AI.

"I remember you." He said.

This AI wants to fight.

——No, that's not right.

Xiangshan corrected his wrong idea.

Objects should not be anthropomorphized, and "objects" should not be imagined to show emotions and tendencies.

It is not this AI that wants to resist.

It is the author of the AI.

It is "Martial Ancestor Xiangshan" who is not yet "Martial Ancestor".

"Yes, I feel it..." Xiangshan said: "'I'm back... Everything is back..."

He couldn't help laughing.

The data of internal force flowed.

This well-maintained automatic turret began to unlock.

"A weapon that has never been regarded as a weapon, and an antique that has been out of date for a long time. In a sense, they are still very compatible." Xiangshan reached out and patted the automatic turret beside him: "Brother, it's up to you."

This action seemed to attract the attention of the turret prosthesis. He quickly turned the muzzle.

But what greeted him were two lines of fire.

That was the original short-range anti-tank rocket.

Bengel certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to fill it with the latest ammunition. In fact, there are not many real high-explosive bombs here, and most of them are weapons that are "difficult to kill people" today.

In the explosion, the furious turret prosthesis and the original automatic turret opened fire. Both sides tilted their firepower to the other side.

However, the prosthesis was hit by a shell first, and some of the exposed firepower points were paralyzed.

On the other hand, there is a large computing center inside the prosthetic body that supports personality overlay thinking. As long as this fragile structure is broken, the turret will not be able to work - and in that environment full of metal aerosols, this even only requires "a crack in the outer armor."

But this turret made of garbage was designed to "continue to fire as long as there is one complete module left."

Two seconds later, half of the automatic turret was cut off.

The fort prosthetic body was completely silent.

"Haha...hahahaha..." Xiangshan has found the "supplies" he needs.

An electromagnetic spear. The "warhead" of this thing is not an explosive, but a discharge part that can release all the energy in an instant. This thing is generally used to deal with "enemies with more biological parts on their bodies". It does not require much aiming. It only needs to be inserted within one or two meters of where the enemy is standing to produce lethality. It has almost no effect on the entire biological brain, which is equivalent to a complete prosthetic human wrapped in a Faraday cage.

Additionally, there are primitive frag grenades. This kind of insidious method that targets the body can hardly penetrate the outer armor of a prosthetic person.

There is also a chain sword - this thing is a specialized version of the "chain saw". The shape is very similar to a "two-handed sword", and the external engine parts are like hand guards, covering the prosthetic hand. [Modern swords basically do the opposite, emphasizing the use of the armor that comes with the prosthetic hand to protect the fragile high-frequency vibration generator in the hilt] This thing has a powerful deterrent effect on traditional enemies, but in the face of When the armor is thick, not only is the destruction efficiency far inferior to the high-frequency shock waves that disrupt the crystal structure, but the tooth wear rate on the chain saw is also astonishingly high. It is basically a product of the previous generation of melee combat that has been eliminated by high-frequency oscillation weapons.

There are also infantry howitzers like big sticks, several in a bundle, just placed behind them.

Listen to the mountains.

More troops are gathering this way.

Xiangshan patted the automatic turret beside him: "Then, let's make a big fuss in the end - I have to apologize to Klein when I get the chance. It was indeed a bit extreme to say that this thing was purely a decoration."

Xiang Shan said so.

He jumped upstairs.

Behind him, only half of the automatic turret remained, firing fiercely in all directions, fighting against the tide of soldiers.

Xiangshan fell back to a layer filled with metal aerosol. He first casually swung the infantry howitzer behind him into the air [This operation is very dangerous for a natural person, but as long as the artificial person is not directly hit by the explosion, it will not be too embarrassing]

Following the sound of the wind, black shadows swept out from the depths of the silver mist.

It touched the howitzer in mid-air, realized it was a false target, and instead of lashing out, cautiously retracted and swung nearby.

Xiangshan's legs are constantly lowering, accumulating momentum. Some artificial muscle fibers are directly stretched to the tightest point.

While listening carefully to the end, he quietly pulled out the safety fuses of these fragmentation grenades with his hands.

These grenades, which use old humans and early warriors as imaginary enemies, have a very long explosion delay. In the early battles, warriors such as Xiang Shan could easily catch it and throw it back.

Therefore, you must hold it in your hands for a while.

Then, throw it!

The moment several grenades shot out of the air, the death trap woven by the tentacles retracted sharply.

But almost instantly, the frag grenade exploded.

Although the explosion was "hard to kill", the violent shock wave still affected the outer edges of those long whips, disrupting the martial arts moves.

Almost at the same time, Xiangshan released the kinetic energy of his legs.

Grenade fragments flew in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers. The explosion pushed the metal aerosol slightly outward. In the center of the explosion, visibility on both sides increased.

Apenning naturally saw the flying fragments. He didn't know the parameters of these antique grenades or the specific lethality of these fragments. Therefore, the remaining whips immediately returned to defense.

After all, this is a metal aerosol environment. As long as the outer armor is broken, the entire prosthetic body is in danger of shutting down.

But Xiang Shan knew it.

He was familiar with the power of those grenades and also knew the specific strength of his own prosthetic armor.

He had nothing to fear.

Raise your sword towards the mountain and charge against the shock wave.

A sharp roar.

Apennine's three long whips tightly wrapped around the chainsword. Sparks shot out from the blade of the chain sword, and the saw teeth broke off one after another.

But the Apennine prosthetic whip only had damage to its outer skin.

Yaningping felt confused.

This was the last thought of this personality overlay.

One hand let go of the blade of the chainsword, penetrating the outer armor of his prosthetic body.

Xiangshan just used the huge "gauntlet" of the chain sword to cover up the small movements of his hands.

"You are actually using armor made of the same material. It can be destroyed using the same frequency."

Shrugging towards the mountain, he returned to the silver fog and picked up the infantry howitzer.

Although this thing can hardly kill anyone, it can still damage houses.

The howitzer was aimed directly upward.

This chapter may be used in conjunction with "Song of Ultraman Galaxy".