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Chapter 101: Connected...

This must have happened a long time ago.

Of course, it must be much later than 2045. No, it must be later than 1955.

Maybe it’s not the 21st century anymore.

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

At the beginning of "resistance to tyranny".

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

When the banner of "Jianghu" was just launched.

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

Apart from that, the only thing you can rely on is the high-performance prosthetic body on your body.

After all, everyone was once a wealthy person and a technology enthusiast, and most of them followed the "highest standards" in this regard.

It wasn't until the return of a certain "strongest hacker" that they were able to modify records on the entire network without leaving a trace, relying on a powerful logistics system to obtain controlled parts and weapons bit by bit.

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

Among the 10 billion human beings in the world, do a hundred individuals realize that they have fallen into an unprecedented tyranny?

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

As for the noise left behind, as long as it attracts even a little attention, it will be blocked, deleted and tampered with.

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

Groups that are billions of times larger than oneself are all forces that can be exploited by the enemy.

The first rebels lived in fear.

David Crane was the first to take action.

He searched for abandoned machinery in nearby garbage dumps, and then combined it with a small number of prohibited weapons and the AI ​​provided by Xiang Shan to create the first batch of "Xia Ke Version Automatic Turrets".

Of course, these forts have never been used in actual combat.

The gap in combat power between the two sides is really too great. There is no possibility of a close encounter. 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 the righteous deeds of Xiang Shan and others gradually become known, more and more people join, and bases gradually bloom all over the world.

However, with the establishment of the decentralized network "Jianghu", this approach was quickly abandoned.

Chivalrous men are more dispersed and dispersed than any other form of military power in the past.

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

almost none.

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

"I see, I subconsciously didn't regard you as a 'usable weapon'... I'm sorry, brother." Xiang Shan couldn't help laughing.

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

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

For Bengel, it is just an "antique".

But...human weapons have always been overflowing with lethality.

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

Weapons from the fifth century AD can also cause damage to protective equipment from the 21st century.

It was not until the prosthetic process led by Xiang Shan was completed that the old cold weapons were completely withdrawn from the ranks of war.

Even the weapons from a hundred years ago... if compared vertically, they would definitely be completely blown away by the weapons of today.

However, destroying a state-of-the-art prosthetic body does not necessarily require the most advanced technology.

Xiangshan's inner power touched that primitive AI.

"I remember you." He said.

This AI wants to fight.

——No, that's not right.

Xiangshan corrected his wrong idea.

You should not anthropomorphize objects and imagine that "objects" express feelings and tendencies.

The one who wants to resist is not this AI.

Is the author of AI.

Is it "Martial Ancestor Xiangshan" who is not "Martial Ancestor"?

"Yes, I feel it..." Xiang Shan said: "'I' am back... everything is back..."

Couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The data of internal force trickles down.

This well-maintained automatic turret begins to unlock.

"Weapons that have never been regarded as weapons, and old antiques that have lagged behind the times for a long time. In a sense, they are quite suitable." Xiang Shan 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 robot. He quickly turned the gun.

But what greeted him was two lines of fire.

That's the original short-range anti-tank rocket.

Of course, Bengel would not be stupid enough to fill it with the latest ammunition. In fact, there are not many real high-explosive bombs in it. Most of them are weapons that are "hard to kill people" today.

In the midst of the explosion, the furious turret prosthetic body and the original automatic turret began to exchange fire. Both sides focused their firepower on the opposite side.

However, the prosthetic body was hit by a cannonball first, and some of the exposed fire 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 an environment full of metal aerosols, this

Even just "a crack in the outer armor is needed".

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 "war part" 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 body"

.It does not require much aiming. It only needs to be inserted within a distance of one or two meters near where the enemy is standing to produce lethality. It has almost no effect on a fully cyborg whose entire biological brain is equivalent to being wrapped in a Faraday cage.

any effect.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In addition, there are primitive fragmentation grenades. This insidious means of targeting the body is also difficult to penetrate the outer armor of the robot.

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. [And modern

The sword is basically the other way around, 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 when faced with heavy armor,

At that time, not only was the destruction efficiency far inferior to the high-frequency shock waves that disrupted the crystal structure, but the tooth wear rate on the chain saw was also astonishingly high. It was basically a product of the previous generation of melee combat that was eliminated by high-frequency oscillation weapons.

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

Listen to the mountains.

More troops are gathering this way.

Xiang Shan 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 full of metal aerosol. He first flicked it casually and threw the infantry howitzer behind him high into the air. [This operation is very deadly for a natural person, but as long as the artificial person is not directly hit by the explosion, it will be fine.

It won’t 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 vigorously lashing out, it cautiously retracted and then swung nearby.

Xiangshan's legs are constantly lowering, accumulating kinetic energy. Some of the 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 used old humans and early warriors as imaginary enemies, had a very long explosion delay. In the early battles, warriors such as Xiang Shan could easily catch them and throw them 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.

The 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, the visibility of both sides increased.

Naturally, Apenning saw the flying fragments. He did not 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 ruptures, the entire prosthetic body is in danger of shutting down.

But Xiangshan knew it.

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

He doesn't need to be afraid at all.

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

A sharp roar.

Apennine's three long whips tightly wrapped around the chain sword. 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.


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