Chapter 110 A killing spree!
"After a secret investigation by the military task force, Fortress 82 is suffering from a serious psychic attack!
"In the name of the commander of the Medieval Basin Theater, I send instructions to all soldiers. The surface armed forces block all exits. Anyone who breaks through the checkpoint to go out or enter will be executed!
"Inside the fortress! Everyone on the first and second floors stays put, and all firepower on the third floor is locked on the psyker's home!
"All combatants on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors should disarm themselves immediately and wait where they are! The military task force is about to launch a clearing operation!
"This order is issued to every battalion, every company, and every squad!
"Killing the psyker inside Fortress No. 82 will be regarded as a military achievement!"
…
From Wang Jixuan's earphones, the powerful voice of the commander of the Medieval Basin Theater was simultaneously heard.
No need for instructor Hei to give orders, Taoist Wang already knew that it was time for him to take action.
Close your eyes, concentrate, silently recite the mantra to clear your mind, say something about chivalry and justice, say something about the suffering of all sentient beings, wrap yourself up with a ball of mana, and rush straight forward!
Optical invisibility lifted.
Wang Jixuan jumped out of the vent, smashed the dust filter on the upper left side of the warehouse, performed a perfect somersault, and landed firmly on the ground.
Including the armor on the soles of his feet and the horns on his head, his silver-white figure, which was over two meters tall, suddenly broke into the sight of a group of gangsters.
Eighty percent of the full-coverage armor is made of shiny alloy, which reflects the cold texture under the lighting of the warehouse.
They are still stunned;
Wang Jixuan's eyes were shaking rapidly, and he had already captured and locked the six gangsters through his pupils, the X-armor's thighs, shoulders, and hips, and the six laser cannons, which were calibrated in milliseconds and fired synchronously.
call out!
Six red lasers, six holes between eyebrows, six melted brains;
as well as;
There were hurried shouts and screams!
"ah--"
"Military robot! Shoot! Shoot!"
There were crackles of gunfire from everywhere.
The armor's electromagnetic shield was not triggered, and shallow bright lights burst out from everywhere, and ordinary-caliber bullets were deflected and deflected.
Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly. What he needed to do at this moment was very simple, that is...
Move forward step by step.
Six laser cannons shoot 'brief' red lasers rhythmically.
One after another, figures fell to the ground, and the iron shields in the warehouse had no effect at all.
The laser cannon also has the excellent characteristics of high accuracy and no accidental damage.
By the time Wang Jixuan reached the warehouse gate, dozens of gangster militants had fallen down, with blood holes as thick as thumbs between their eyebrows. They died in a highly uniform manner.
Wang Jixuan heard the electronic announcement: "The cooling system load is 15%."
He turned and glanced at the warehouse.
Most of the captured humans had squatted down with their heads in their hands, and many of them were obviously frightened.
"The power of technology."
Wang Daochang curled his lips and opened the thick door in front of him.
Two rockets flew towards him with tail flames!
Naturally, Wang Jixuan had already noticed it. He had just opened the door and was instantly pushed back by him. Plasma shields bloomed in the palms of his two hands, and he squatted down.
boom!
The alloy door was blown out of shape.
The group of gangsters outside were shouting and shouting. They were quickly organizing a fire network. Several pickup trucks were lying in front of the warehouse, and twenty or thirty people had set up various types of firearms.
Wang Jixuan curled his lips slightly, stretched his hands to his lower back, grabbed two sword handles with cables, and shook them slightly, making a buzzing sound from the sword handles.
Scientific name: Magnetic field-confined high-temperature plasma beam cutting knife.
Abbreviation: Light Blade.
'You can't use talismans and magic weapons, otherwise your whereabouts will be exposed. Pindao is now a task force, a humanoid weapon of the military.'
Wang Jixuan opened the alloy door with his left hand and ran straight away!
Gunfire broke out intensively!
Wang Jixuan could almost see the lines of fire converging towards him!
Move sideways, roll!
In the astonished eyes of those gangsters, this seemingly bulky silver-white 'mecha' dodged quickly and dexterously, bursting out at an astonishing speed to avoid most of the shots, and the six laser cannons on it had already
Fire!
Red light high-frequency burst!
One by one, the firearms stopped abruptly.
Wang Jixuan jumped up with a vigorous figure, and the light blade in his hand brought out a miserable red light curtain, cutting off a thick alloy shield from the arms of the two gangsters hiding behind it.
The cutouts of the alloy shield shone with ashes.
Wang Jixuan's shoulder laser cannons fired at the same time. The two of them fell down and died without even letting out a single scream.
‘Tsk, it’s so easy.’
Wang Jixuan's eyes were calm, and he glanced at the rising load value of the cooling system. After thinking about it, he honestly picked up two submachine guns and collected some magazines.
It's enough to deal with ordinary gangster bullets. Using laser cannons and light blades is a bit wasteful.
A group of eye-catching "red targets" appeared at the intersection ahead.
The black instructor’s voice sounded:
"Run to the sanatorium as quickly as possible and don't get stuck with such a low-value target."
"clear."
Daochang Wang assumed a running posture.
He silently recited the Light Body Mantra and the Divine Movement Mantra, his breath filled his whole body, and his eyes burst out with green light.
Behind the armor, buttocks, legs, and soles of the feet, spray out tail flames at the same time!
Whoosh!
His legs swung at a high speed, and he galloped forward. A shock wave when he broke the sound barrier erupted around him. The gun in his hand didn't even have time to fire a shot. He had already crashed into the crowd. The crowd turned on its back and was thrown away in all directions, heading straight towards the connecting passage on the fifth and sixth floors.
!
Outside Fortress 82, in the supply truck.
Instructor Black frowned and looked at the projection screen in front of him.
"Eh? Damn it, how did he run out with this acceleration data? This goes against the laws of physics! The ratio of his thrust to his weight is wrong! What's going on? Is there alien technology in this?"
Lao Hei was a little confused.
It seems that I have it figured out, but I don't seem to have it completely figured out yet.
On the three-dimensional map in front of the black instructor, Wang Jixuan smashed into the fifth floor like a bolt of lightning and headed straight for the sanatorium!
…
"call!"
Cool!
Wang Jixuan stopped running and looked at the beautiful "military sanatorium" ahead.
In front of the gate, more than a dozen soldiers tensed their bodies. All firearms were placed at their feet. Magazines, bullets, and firearm bodies were separated from each other.
Seeing this silver-white 'humanoid weapon', these soldiers, who had been notified by the command headquarters, raised their hands and saluted.
"Sir! Our troops have been disarmed! Waiting for your arrangements!"
Wang Jixuan simply said: "Lie down, hold your head, and let everyone behind you do the same."
"yes!"
A group of people quickly lay down with their heads in their hands.
Not only the gate post, but when Wang Jixuan was heading towards the small building where the local commander was located, the patrols he encountered on the road were also stationary.
When they saw this 'humanoid weapon', they immediately saluted and quickly lay down with their heads in their hands.
Obviously, it was not the grassroots soldiers who were corrupted by Fortress 82.
Arriving near the small building, Wang Ji's mysterious spiritual consciousness had already locked onto the four psykers. He deliberately pretended not to notice them and moved forward.
Two strong men suddenly jumped out of the bushes on one side, each holding a huge metal rod and smashed at Wang Jixuan.
Their tactical thinking is correct.
To deal with this kind of armor that cannot be broken by ordinary firearms, using blunt objects to hit the soldiers inside can achieve very good results.
There was no change in Wang Jixuan's forward movement, as if he didn't react.
These two strong D/E-class psykers had already revealed their evil smiles half a second before they charged forward.
But the smile quickly solidified.
Without him, two red lasers have bloomed!
E-class cannon fodder was pierced directly between the eyebrows.
The metal rod in the D-class psyker's hand was barely placed between the eyebrows, blocking the laser shot!
Wang Jixuan simply raised his left hand and held it flat. The strong man rushed forward as if on his own initiative and put his neck right in front of Wang Jixuan's armor-covered palm.
Wang Jixuan grabbed the strong man's neck and slammed him toward the ground!
The strong body of this psyker smashed the stone tiles on the ground. His face turned red and he waved his hands in an attempt to fight back, but he was completely unable to shake the left arm wrapped in X armor.
Wang Jixuan exerted slight force on his left hand and the grip strength amplification system was automatically activated.
Amidst the crisp sound of bone cracking, the strong man's neck shriveled up and he immediately lost his voice.
The patrolling soldiers who saw this scene not far away silently lowered their heads.
Wang Jixuan stood up and continued walking towards the small building.
The entrance door of the small building opened, and three figures appeared from behind.
Sitting in a wheelchair, like an old man with dementia, he is the garrison commander of the 82nd Fortress;
Two women stood behind the wheelchair. The younger woman pointed a pistol at the commander's head, while the middle-aged woman raised her hands and stared at Wang Jixuan.
This D-level telepathic psyker released a mental shock.
Wang Jixuan didn't even use any spells.
This kind of spiritual impact is like water splashing in a river ditch, and the armor of soul power formed by Wang Jixuan outside his soul is like an unshakable cliff standing on the seaside.
call out!
A laser beam penetrated the middle-aged woman's eyebrows, and her body fell straight up.
The younger psyker immediately shouted: "Don't come here! Don't come here! I will kill your commander!"
Wang Jixuan was not in a hurry to take action.
At this time, more evidence of the psyker's guilt should be preserved. - He himself felt.
"He is already your puppet, isn't he?"
Wang Zheng’s electronically synthesized voice reached the girl’s ears:
"Why do you think I'm here to rescue the commander of Fortress No. 82?"
"He is your senior general!"
The girl kept shouting, with tears in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice:
"Please don't kill me. They forced me to do it. If, if this old bastard hadn't fallen into the trap and slept with me even though he knew I was a psyker, I wouldn't have succeeded. It's his fault. It's all his fault.
It's because he can't control his desires.
"I obey orders! You know, I can't refuse orders from my superiors, otherwise I will be tortured.
"To survive the psyker experiment, I have been chosen by fate, haven't I?
"Don't come here! Don't move forward!"
She suddenly screamed.
Wang Jixuan's left shoulder laser cannon opened fire, the girl's eyebrow was pierced, and the pistol fell on the already demented old commander.
Taoist priest Wang knocked on the devil-shaped helmet.
"Instructor Black, is this information enough?"
The black instructor's hoarse voice was a little deep: "Well, that's enough."
"What should I do with this old general?"
"I said, you do it..."
According to what Instructor Hei said, Wang Jixuan walked up behind the old commander, put the pistol into the old commander's hand, raised his arm, and pointed the gun at the old commander's temple.
Instructor Hei said: "He is an old subordinate of the Commander-in-Chief. Give him some dignity and we will take care of his heirs."
Is this called respectability?
Wang Daochang gently helped the old commander pull the trigger.
Bang!
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The Biological Minister of Fortress No. 82, Kong Nu’s old lover, the actual controller of Fortress No. 82 for a while, and the senior researcher of the Thirteenth Biological Research Institute [Hamanaka Nagi], stood guard in front of several big screens, constantly giving themselves
Continue to roll cigarettes.
"Minister! The military task force suddenly appeared on the sixth floor and showed up over at our warehouse No. 1!"
"Responsible person! The fifth-floor sanatorium has been breached. The pulse signals of Meijia and the others have disappeared! The commander's pulse signal has also disappeared!"
"The task force rushed into the fourth floor! The soldiers in the fortress did not do anything to stop it!"
"This mecha is coming towards us!"
The psykers gathered around anxiously.
Hamanaka Nagi kept thinking. She didn't have a good rest and didn't have time to put on makeup, which showed her bad state.
——Puffy face, loose skin, seemingly calm eyes, and slightly trembling hands.
In fact, Hamanaka Nagi knew that the military was likely to attack them because of the missiles previously launched at the battlefield near Fortress 76.
Those missiles could not influence the situation over there, but orders were sent here at that time. They were a few idiots from the 13th Institute Headquarters. Those idiots panicked because the trial team was ambushed, and they desperately wanted to rescue them.
A rare Class A psyker.
But Hamanaka Nagi has no ability to refuse such an order.
She had previously taken [actual control of Fortress No. 82] as a stepping stone for her to enter the Psychic City. As a result, she had received recognition and promises from several professors. She only needed to wait for the process to be completed...
This damn process has been going on for several years and it’s still not finished! They just want to provide more materials themselves!
"Responsible person! You, please say something!"
"What do we do now?"
Hamanaka Nagi pinched off the cigarette butt and looked up to the side: "Go and bring the Archon here!"
"We just tried it. There are a large number of soldiers forming a defense line from the first to the third floor. They keep shouting and attack psykers when they see them. The firepower is very powerful!"
"If we let several C-level people rush over together, we can naturally catch the Archon, but the Archon will probably be killed in the fierce battle."
"Responsible person, it's best for us to move directly to the first floor, take the consul and other ministers as hostages, and leave the fortress!"
"The order issued by the theater commander is to put all troops on the surface under martial law... But now, perhaps this is the only way we can go, Minister!"
"That mecha should already be cleaning the fourth floor!"
“Everyone has it!”
Hamaka Nagi glanced at the picture on the screen, his eyes full of determination.
The internal network of the fortress has been controlled by electronic warfare aircraft overhead, and they are unable to capture the specific location of the 'task force'.
What they can see at this moment is only the post-war scenes conveyed by the "difficulties" below.
Bloody warehouses and warehouse doors;
Severed metal shield;
A gangster who was hit with broken bones;
The grassroots soldiers of the fortress garrison lying on the ground without any resistance...
"Take your weapons and equipment and go to the first floor!"
"yes!"
A group of psychics roared loudly, covering up their inner uneasiness with their superficial ferocity.
Right in the ventilation duct above their heads.
The silver-white X-armor maintains optical stealth.
Daochang Wang silently took out a large pack of 'borrowed' high-explosive grenades.
He doesn't quite understand.
Why do these psykers assume that he, the leader and sole member of the military task force, must clear their roadblocks layer by layer in the order of six, five, four, and three?
Can't he take a shortcut to their lair?
Why attack by force when you can sneak attack?
Isn’t the most awesome part of this armor the optical stealth system?
Wang Jixuan held his breath, triggered a high-explosive bomb, stuffed it into the package, and threw the simple explosive package toward the crowd below. A wisp of breath wrapped it, causing the grenade package to float to the area with the most psykers.
Several psychics subconsciously looked up.
Wang Jixuan controlled the armor to cover his helmet, curled up into a ball, and prepared to face the explosion!
Chapter completed!