Chapter 212: Trust your teammates

Xie Qingcheng didn't understand what Zheng Jingfeng meant, if you can't escape, don't you run away, just stand still and wait to die?

The thought only lasted a moment, followed the next second by a blinding glare erupting from the base of the Radical Cold Light - a flash-bang bomb!

It turns out that the bullets Zheng Jingfeng fired just now were not ordinary bullets, but Dream Breaker's modified flash-bang bullets! This kind of weapon will explode within three seconds after the light flashes out, the only way to stop it is to pull off the blinding burning fuse, in a flash of light, the two storm killing robots realized this, they twisted their steel bodies with a speed that no human can reach, and pounced towards the flash bomb!

III, II -

"Bang--!" The ground a deafening sound, this sound in Zheng Jingfeng ears is okay, Xie Qingcheng high reception frequency of hearing but let him suffer, he was instantly shocked even the chest cavity are in the common trembling, violently with the hands of the tree next to support, only did not fall down.

As the smoke cleared, Xie Qingcheng lifted his binoculars and was shocked to see that the two stormtroopers had ripped out their fuses at the last second, so that although the explosion had still occurred, it had not caused the mass destruction that the flashbangs were supposed to have caused.

Moreover, they'd closed in on the flashbang with their steel bodies before it exploded, and now they were slumped to the ground, the remote controls on their hands completely blown out, scorched iron and scrap steel scattered all over the place.

It was only then that Xie Qingcheng realized Zheng Jingfeng's intentions.

Zheng Jingfeng's bullet was not intended to destroy the Stormtrooper. There were two of them, and even if he had hit the head of one of them precisely, he would not have been able to stop the other one from realizing their actions.

A single Tyrannicide would require the strength of at least 130 people to deal with, and they had no chance of winning against Tyrannicide on their own.

In this extreme time, Zheng Jingfeng fully demonstrates his flexibility as a decades-long police veteran, proving that although the old man is not as physically strong as he used to be, he still has the ability to feed the old, and that he still has the ability that other young people cannot replace.

He analyzes that the fundamental purpose of the Blitzkrieg being left here is to guard the Speed Cold Light, so he chooses to switch to the Flash Blast, hitting the spot between the two Blitzkrieg robots to lure them into stopping it.

Sure enough, the two Stormkillers returned in unison to cover up the explosion, but were instead blown up, destroying the sensing devices in their hands and ultimately crippling them together.

One bullet, three seconds, and two of the island's most feared "killer robots" are gone.

This is veteran criminal Zheng Jingfeng's one-man army.

Zheng Jingfeng leaned against the trunk of a tree, he put down the binoculars in his hand, his laugh was coarse and raspy, and he arched his back, "Fuck ...... haven't had this much fun in a long time, today I'm literally eighteen years old all over again ...... "

Xie Qingcheng is like his elder: "...... Xiao Zheng, can you remind me next time to cover my ears first?"

Zheng Jingfeng smiled and waved his hands, "Sorry, sorry."

The two men went forward, holding each other up, and walked to the clearing at the mouth of the Hessian Labyrinth.

The two Stormkiller robots were collapsing stiffly into place, whether they were receiving commands or transmitting them, they all had to pass through the fixtures on their hands, and now that this controlled device of theirs was destroyed, the Stormkillers were completely lost in their targeting and didn't know what they were supposed to be doing.

As Zheng Jingfeng and Xie Qingcheng approached, the two robots rolled their heads and looked dopey with their pale green electronic eyes locked on them.

Xie Qingcheng pressed his gun against the head of one of the Tyrannical Killers, and it didn't react, as if it had suddenly turned from a brutal beast into a tame rabbit.

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

He was about to shoot and completely destroy this perverted weapon, when the Windstorm System on his hand suddenly spoke out, "Storm Killer Robot, the strongest robot with the strongest single combat power on Mandela Island at the moment, the number is scarce, there are no more than 10 units of information collected in the database, each unit's fighting style varies a great deal, it is in the process of importing the data of that unit of Storm Killer, please wait a moment... ..."

Xie Qingcheng frowns, "It means don't kill it, samples are hard to come by, and data analysis has to be done?"

Zheng Jingfeng, who had not experienced the spirit and vigor for a long time, was so calm that he actually talked poorly, "You hear better than me, so what you hear must be right."

"...... You've really become eighteen." Xie Qingcheng said while debugging the God of wind data, re-sweeping at those two machines, and said to God of wind, "Confirm if it is safe."

God of wind system: "The controlled sensors of the storm-killing robots have been completely damaged, unable to receive commands from their maker, but the combat power is still there, judging by the previous data, this kind of robots have a certain amount of self-thought, as long as they are not over-stimulated, they won't easily hurt anyone in their current condition."

Xie Qingcheng listened and frowned slightly.

...... have some self-thought?

Can Zhuo Ya's mechanical engineering capabilities already give advanced robots the ability to think simply ......

The biggest difference between robots and humans is that robots are not supposed to have their own feelings and thoughts, and once they have those two things, a lot of things that go against human decency can happen.

In a normal society, scientists would have followed strict laws and regulations to avoid such things when researching their inventions. But this is Mandela Island.

There are no restraints, no laws.

This is where ideas and technology can grow wild.

Xie Qingcheng's gun was still pressed against the head of one of the Stormkillers, that Stormkiller seemed to have come back to its senses after the initial trance, its round green eyes locked onto Xie Qingcheng, and then tilted its head, and its eyeballs even swiveled upwards a little bit, seemingly pondering over why Xie Qingcheng had to use the gun against it.

"......" Xie Qingcheng Inexplicably, he felt very uncomfortable.

If the "violent killers" really have thoughts and feelings similar to those of a living person, even if they are only on the level of a child, then what is the difference between killing them and killing people?

As if Stormkill had sensed his thoughts, it suddenly raised its blasted hand and shook it twice towards Xie Qingcheng, then slowly raised its hand to the side of its head.

Its hand was mutilated, the movement was incomplete, Xie Qingcheng could not see what it wanted to express, but the feeling of discomfort in his heart became even stronger, he even felt that its movement was very much like a living person, and there was even a kind of déjà vu, as if someone he was familiar with had also done similar movements to him.

Just as he was in a slight trance, Zheng Jingfeng said beside him, "The God of wind on my side has also been tested, and this one Stormkill has no aggressiveness, so it is recommended to record the data."

Xie Qingcheng smiled and slowly lowered his muzzle.

When Stormkill saw that he wasn't going to kill it, its head tilted even more, and it did that hand-up-by-the-head motion at him two more times in a row.

"......" Xie Qingcheng had no reason to be annoyed, put the gun back, and said to Zheng Jingfeng, "You record here, I'm going to gather information on the equipment of the Radical Cold Light. "

Since the Radical Cold Light was required to be fired in the open, it was placed at the exit of the Black Forest, not a hundred meters away from where the Stormkill Patrol was.

Its maker, Zhuo Ya, seems to be a very artistic woman, and if it weren't for Xie Qingcheng and his team's location, it would be hard to believe that the device was the kind of terrifying weapon that could cause tens of thousands of kilometers of freezing temperatures at the speed of light, if they hadn't been able to get their bearings.

It was beautiful and fantastic, and at first glance it appeared to be an ice sculpture of a small mountain standing on the edge of the Black Forest, shimmering with crystalline streams of light. On the side of this device, there was a narrow door, behind which should be the inner core field of the Radical Cold Light.

The door is naturally set up with a bio-lock and requires bio-verification to enter.

But that's no longer a problem for Xie Qingcheng. God of wind is connected to some of the best scientists and programmers at Dreambreaker HQ, and they can crack a little hurdle like biometric authentication in a matter of minutes.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment as the headquarters was deciphering and unlocking the transmitted biolock data.

This scenario happened many years ago.

At that time he went to the basement of Chi-Long Entertainment, He Yu followed him around and easily deciphered the bio-lock code of Chi-Long Entertainment ......

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and did not think further.

He suppressed the memories of He Yu that popped up suddenly in his mind and focused his attention, using the time to record the various values of the Radical Speed Cold Light with God of wind outside and transmit them back to the headquarters.

Four minutes later, a code command to destroy the biolock came from headquarters.

The lock is open ......

Xie Qingcheng turned back, "Old Zheng, come over here."

Zheng Jingfeng had also just finished collecting the detailed records of the two "Storm Killers", he gave a gesture to Xie Qingcheng, and was about to head towards the weapons equipment, but at that moment--

"Look out!"

Xie Qingcheng's pupils suddenly shrunk, just as Zheng Jingfeng turned around, the electronic eyes of one of the storm killers suddenly flickered, and then with a lightning fast speed, he raised his hand and stabbed Zheng Jingfeng straight in the back!

"Old Cheng!!!"

Heartbeat stopped in an instant, the shock happened in a flash, Xie Qingcheng did not even have a chance to stop the gun, just watched the "violent kill" mechanical arm swung down ......

However--

"Holy shit! What's going on?" Zheng Jingfeng suddenly felt a coldness on the top of his head and jerked back.

Stormkill's arm has reared up.

In the shocked gazes cast by both Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng, the violent killer that "attacked" Zheng Jingfeng did nothing bad, it actually just copied Zheng Jingfeng's hat, tilted its head, and looked at it with interest. It actually just took Zheng Jingfeng's hat, tilted its head, and looked at it with interest.

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

Zheng Jingfeng: "......"

"It seems to like your police hat ......"

"It seems so ......"

But they also had no time to study more about the strange behavior of the Stormkill robots after they were disconnected from the master control, according to the previous intelligence, Stormkill was the most valued robot on the island by Zhuo Ya, each of them could be directly connected to herself, these two machines guarding the Radical Speed Cold Light were suddenly disconnected from the mastermind, and Zhuo Ya might find out the problem at any time.

They had to speed up and transmit all the data of the Radical Cold Light to the headquarters before Zhuo Ya sensed the situation and rushed in, so that the headquarters could find a way to crack this new secret weapon.

The two of them entered the control room, and the scene in front of them gave them both quite a shock. They originally thought that the control room will have a machine heart, machine control equipment and so on, however, in the internal of the rapid cold light, but the four walls are empty, what exposed machinery is also not, the entire space of the walls were made into a projection screen, above the flashing countless brilliant stars, under the vast canopy, is a bright blue light of the open space, the ground like a mirror like ice, can not see the material, and in the most center of the open space, but actually stood in the center of a little girl!

Zheng Jingfeng: "This is ......"

"It's not a real person. I can't hear the heartbeat of a third person in this space." Xie Qingcheng stepped closer and was able to see the little girl more clearly.

Sure enough, the little girl was just a holographic projection image, and the image was made so realistic that even the pale green veins peeking out from underneath her snow-white skin could be seen.

As if she couldn't see them, the little girl, clutching her bunny doll, walked around inside the Radical Chill, fuming, singing, or looking down and fiddling with her long, blonde, waterfall-like hair.

"It's not at all obvious where the controller is ......" Zheng Jingfeng said, "There's not even a button in the place."

He reached out to touch the wall of twinkling stars, "This isn't touch-screen sensitive either, I thought a swipe would unlock it similar to my cell phone screen. ...... Hey, no, wait a minute! The wall doesn't ...... seem to be stars?"

Zheng Jingfeng said, puckering his butt and arching his back, bringing his face extremely close, and after a few seconds, he said in shock, "Holy shit, it's an arithmetic formula!"

He jerked his head up and looked across the dome-shaped sky and wall.

"All these flashing things are values that support 'Exciting Cold Light'!"

Xie Qingcheng's eyesight was not so good that he could not see clearly, so he walked to the wall, got very close, and looked closely to see the numbers that were as small as ants. Those numbers were constantly changing, functioning automatically, changing, adjusting themselves, so that when Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng looked at them at first glance, they looked like stars twinkling and flickering.

"These things are completely beyond our comprehension." Xie Qingcheng, standing inside the control room, felt that he was standing at the end of the vast flood universe, facing the Genesis code, the huge nebulae exploding and scattering in front of his eyes, combining to form secret stories that ordinary human beings could not comprehend at all, and in which the life of an individual was as insignificant as a mustard seed and dust.

He raised the God of wind system and began to ingest data to send back to the organization, however after a few minutes had passed, the Commander's voice suddenly came over the God of wind system.

"Xie Qingcheng, is this the inside of the control room of that new weapon?" There was a distinct hint of anxiety in his voice.

Xie Qingcheng : "Yes, what is it?"

"The values are too massive!" The commander said, "God of wind can't process it fast enough to keep up with it!"

"...... What about that?"

"We can only temporarily expand the computing power of God of wind, our technicians have already widened the channels in front of the main console at the headquarters, expanding the processing channels to the maximum, you and Lao Zheng's God of wind will be turned on at the same time, we should be able to complete the collection within fifteen minutes, and then all of them can be transmitted to the mainframe in HUZHOU within another fifteen minutes. "

Xie Qingcheng understood, "That means it will take thirty minutes for both Lao Zheng's and my systems to be used exclusively for collecting and returning data, not for combat, yes?"

Commander: "You're right, on your end, can you do it?"

Xie Qingcheng : "It should work, as long as ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a subtle sound movement was received within his highly sensitive ears, and Xie Qingcheng's face blanched slightly -

"I can't! The situation has changed and I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to do anything but try. Zhuo Ya seems to have detected someone entering her new weapons control room, and I hear a group of combat machines approaching in our direction."

Zheng Jingfeng and the commander said almost simultaneously, "How many?"

"No less than fifty units."

The situation became critical, it was almost impossible for the fifty battle droids to get Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng to fight head on, not to mention the fact that this was probably just the vanguard, and once Zhuo Ya found out that they were able to resist, they would send more mechs into the fray.

However, abandoning the results and fleeing the scene now was even more of a bad idea, once they escaped, it would be harder than ever to come back and collect the information values of this new weapon.

In the nick of time, Zheng Jingfeng took off his God of wind bracelet and handed it to Xie Qingcheng, leaving only the watch he was wearing on his wrist.

"I'm going to go outside and try to stall you as long as I can, you'll come out once the data is collected and we'll escape together."

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

Zheng Jingfeng said it was easy to say, but fifteen minutes, without the help of the God of wind system, to rely entirely on your own combat experience against fifty mechanical warriors?

As if he could see his inner thoughts, Zheng Jingfeng said, "It actually won't take me that long to face them directly, it'll take at least five minutes or so for them to rush over, so the time for the battle will only be ten minutes, and with my thirty years of experience, it will last for ten minutes-- As soon as you're done collecting data you'll come out and we'll go together, I believe in you, and you have to believe in me too, because this time, your teammate is me."

"......"

"May I, Officer Shea?"

"......" It's a question, but it's a question that doesn't really have a second answer other than yes.

Zheng Jingfeng patted Xie Qingcheng's shoulder vigorously, changed the magazines of his own weapon, and carried his gun outside.

"Team Jung!"

The moment he was about to go out, Xie Qingcheng stopped him.

"...... Thank you."

Zheng Jingfeng turned back to him and stood under the twinkling digital starlight, saluting him before showing his teeth and rushing off into the night.