Chapter 756 The Only Defeat

In the sky 36,000 kilometers above the ground, the front half of the flagship Lamarck exploded.

At that time, on the land ravaged by space-based weapons, countless eyes stared at the faint flashes in the night.

The captain of the Royal Guard, Juan Repin, rushed with a small team of cyber warriors. These warriors were officers who stood up after the warships were destroyed and the soldiers were slaughtered.

The flashing alarms in the corridor made everyone upset.

This is modern warfare. Cyber ​​martial arts developed based on the "decapitation tactics" can reverse the war at any time and in any form.

But...

"No problem." He kept refreshing this message in his CPU: "No problem... The commander is the strongest outer door warrior, and the inner family also has Hartman's skills and has mastered the strongest firewall algorithm... There will definitely be no problem..."

Another dull vibration.

The magnetic force under the corridor disappeared. This was originally designed to allow people to move freely in a zero-gravity environment.

Those who can enter and become officers are all cyber warriors, and they have basically mastered the skills of free movement in a zero-gravity environment.

But this shows another fact - an unimaginable battle really broke out on the bridge.

Although there is no gravity, the built-in mechanical gyroscope faithfully reflects the changes in the surroundings. The tilt angle of the battleship began to change. The Lamarck may have lost power and the hull cannot be controlled.

"What happened..."

Juan Leipin used his skills and finally rushed to the bridge of the battleship...

Or rather, the place where the bridge used to be.

The entire cabin of the bridge was torn apart. Air gushed out from here. The vast field of vision was completely filled with the blue planet in front. But due to inertia, the people standing on the battleship could hardly feel that the battleship was rotating. Only the shaking starry sky at the fracture proved this.

A five-meter-tall giant stood quietly, looking up at the ground shining with metallic luster. Behind him, a cylindrical object connected to the battleship. That was the flagship's brain, Hartman, the master of the inner family and the best military warrior in the world in ship control.

Under the giant's feet, there was a three-and-a-half-meter-tall humanoid warrior. Perhaps it was only this big because this body needed to perform infiltration and decapitation operations, but the strength inside could not be faked.

Less than three meters away from the warrior, the star simulator that was taken out had just stopped working. From the terrifying radiation intensity left in the environment, we can get a glimpse of the power that this warrior can control.

"The insurmountable mountain..." Juan Leibin said the respectful title in awe.

The warrior's hands and feet were all damaged, and the main power core was taken out. Judging from the scars all over his body, I'm afraid the weapons built into his body have been exhausted or destroyed by others-he no longer has any resistance. But Juan Leibin did not dare to underestimate this martial arts ancestor.

The guards who were killed without any signs of resistance, the gun barrels that were beaten into scrap metal in the corners, and the torn bridge were enough to explain everything.

"Juan Leibin..." the giant spoke. Although this is already a vacuum environment, it is not a big problem for Cyberman. Electromagnetic waves are more reliable than sound waves.

Juan Leibin wanted to salute, but the giant waved his hand: "You are a little late... But it is also true. After all, the opponent is him."

He leaned down and said on the public channel: "Old friend, you are finished..."

"What a pity..." The warrior laughed, "By the way, how about reconsidering your proposal of "two demons"?"

"It's a pity... Now I know very well that you will not become a "devil." The commander whispered: "Pretending to surrender is not suitable for you. People like you will either squeeze out the last few drops of oil and spray them on my camera, or plan how to join and then betray..."

He held the warrior's head. The large palm equipped for the use of plasma martial arts covered the warrior's entire head.

Then, use force and twist.

Some kind of signal representing "pain" was stirring in all channels. Juan Leibin could hardly help blocking this electronic wail.

Cybermen can be without nerves, but warriors must know the damage to their bodies, master the upper limit of their body functions, and judge the battle situation. And some combat maniacs do associate sensors with pain.

The giant held his head and looked at the earth in the distance: "Look, how beautiful. It's a pity that it was more beautiful before."

"I don't understand... I really don't understand... As long as everyone works together, it can be saved... You were also working hard to save it at that time... According to your theory, humans can develop technologies to induce random mutations and artificially increase the diversity of genes in the population..."

This beautiful scenery made the warrior who only had his head left reveal a trace of emotion. He questioned the commander.

The commander was silent for a moment: "So what?"

"Do you even deny your own efforts?"

"I didn't understand at that time..."

The giant shook his head.

Cracks appeared silently on the warrior's head.

Fragments flew, like a silver flower.

The warrior felt that something was taken away from his mind.

"Your martial arts algorithms, engineering technology and memory should not be buried with your stubbornness. That's a pity."

The giant slowly pulled out a quantum hard drive. This is a vacuum environment, and heat transfer is very slow, so there is no need to worry about the quantum hard drive being damaged by temperature.

The giant looked around and called out, "Falcon."

A man using a light prosthetic body stood up, without speaking, but his movements were obviously a bit hesitant.

The giant put a quantum hard drive in his hand without question.

Juan Repin got the second one.

Then the third, the fourth...

Every officer who came here at this moment was given a quantum hard drive. Master Hartman, who could not move, also got one. They opened their heads with respect, briefly exposing their fragile electronic cores to the cosmic environment. The officers pulled out a martial arts hard drive that they didn't use much, and implanted the hard drive of this respectable enemy into their brains.

The warrior aimed his sensor at the giant.

The giant took out the last three quantum hard drives, then took a look at the remaining electronic storage, and did not do anything.

"You are truly admirable. Even if you only have a biological brain left... no, maybe your brain can be considered a wonder in the history of evolution?" The giant whispered in the public channel: "It's just that humans are now above the history of evolution. I will miss the taste of victory we shared... Goodbye, friend."

The giant twisted a section of his spine and placed his head upright on the command platform.

The Lamarck is falling towards the earth.

"There will be no more funerals. This is the last funeral for mankind." The commander said so.

The aftermath of the battle has penetrated the bow. After this heavy warship falls into the atmosphere, compressed and heated air will rush in. Without the seal of the metal skull, the fragile biological brain cannot resist the high temperature generated by entering the atmosphere.

This warship is his coffin. The earth is his incinerator.

Elsewhere on the bridge, many components with vector jets flew up from under the bridge, and built-in components popped out from various parts of the giant's body. Soon, those components combined behind the giant to form a flying wing.

The bright red wings were as dazzling as blood.

The metal cylinder connected to the bridge also opened, and a cylindrical object popped out. That was Hartman's body, who had abandoned all external martial arts and focused on internal martial arts and military weapons.

The head's eyes were constantly turning, as if looking for something. But on the command platform, at the gap that was blown out, his sight stopped. Stopped on the earth.

The commander followed the head's gaze and looked at the earth with sporadic light spots on the ground.

"You return to dust, and we... will reach the other side."

"Juan Repin, protect Hartman. Go to the Linnae!"

...

Then, King Juan Repin of Romance woke up from his dream.

In the pure white weightless space, the four-meter-tall warrior looked at his hands in confusion, and then laughed at himself: "It's just a small thing that has happened ten times... It actually reminded me of the past."