A few hours later, Xiangshan carried a large box on his back and opened the side door of Songdao Hong's house.
Matsushima Hiro was standing at the door. His expression was a bit annoyed: "Why are you here again?"
Just now, Xiang Shan sold him a 256GB memory card. There was a text document inside this memory card, instructing anyone who saw it to temporarily turn off the alarm system of the house, and then open the side door.
Since Matsushima had been hacked once before using his internal power, Matsushima Hiro did not read the file directly. Instead, after returning home, he borrowed the power of his "friend" to check and confirm that it had not been poisoned before reading the file.
Matsushima Hiro closed the door tightly and said, "You just walked in like this?"
This guy just wore a piece of yellow fabric on his body, and then randomly smeared some flesh-colored silicone on his face to pretend that his degree of transformation was low.
Even if a low-modification prosthetic person's face shows a little metallic color, that's normal - after all, in this era, who doesn't have some metal parts on their body?
But this guy is obviously outrageous. As a completely prosthetic modified person, his head is a design product, which is quite different from the normal facial contour. As long as you look closely, you can see that his face is not at all
Human face.
Xiang Shan shook his head: "I knew the locations of all the cameras when I came here last time. Even if I can't hack them now, I still have the ability to avoid them."
Xiangshan said as he found a place to put his box down.
Matsushima Hiro closed his eyes, calmed down through meditation, and then asked: "Why don't you leave the city? You have done such a big thing and don't want to escape?"
Xiang Shan found a socket for himself, plugged the charging cable in, and then sat down comfortably, saying: "I'll slow down a little bit - I actually left the city, the day before yesterday. But, because of some opportunities, so
I'm back."
"Opportunity?"
"I thought there might be a chance to counterattack, so I changed my direction and killed a wave in reverse. Probably because they didn't expect me to do the opposite, so they were unprepared and I succeeded."
"Did you succeed?"
"Ah, yes, I killed an officer, his full name should be Claudio K11 Balbo."
"Uh... you mean Amilcarre's military auxiliary officer?" Matsushima Hiroshi said in surprise: "You killed him? In the army?"
"After all, the more numerous and powerful the army is, the greater its dependence on the modern command system." Xiang Shan shrugged: "As long as you prepare the means, block communications, and then interfere with satellites, anyone can get in there.
Within five steps of this guy. And as long as you successfully get within five steps, there is always the possibility of killing him."
Matsushima Hong pointed at Xiangshan: "This... you..."
He sighed: "You are so bold. That guy is Amilcarre's confidant. If Amilcarre is not here or has other things to do, he will usually command the army in Jayhawk City."
Xiang Shan nodded: "Yes, he killed a singer last night."
Matsushima Hiro didn't quite understand.
Xiang Shan didn't explain much. In fact, he himself found it incredible.
When he was evading search in the city, he also read Balbo's memory. It was only at this moment that Xiangshan learned about the last experience of yesterday's broadcaster - it was also at this moment that he learned that he ordered the launch of the missile.
The man is Balbo.
When Xiang Shan was planning to broadcast that song, he really didn't expect that his target would be the person who ordered the old crab to be killed.
This is really a coincidence... No, in a sense, it may be inevitable. As an important military commander of this city, the old crab's matter will probably pass through his hands, and the search team will almost certainly be commanded by him.
But there is no point in calculating this probability now, because the person is already dead.
Matsushima Hiro sighed: "So what are you going to do next?"
"Just find a place to stay in Songying City for a few days." Xiang Shan also felt a little helpless: "After all, there are very few places to hide in the wilderness. It is really difficult to walk outside the city now."
"You penetrated the army and assassinated a general..."
"That was only achieved under limited conditions." Xiang Shan said: "Am I really strong enough to ignore the army and kill them? Now I can't meet those conditions."
Matsushima Hiro said: "So this is the only way?"
Xiang Shan thought about it and said, "Speaking of which, Mr. Hong..."
"Hero, we are not that familiar."
"Hey. Songdao, sandstorms shouldn't be uncommon here, right? I remember that there have been quite a few sandstorms in this area since ancient times. And now the vegetation coverage is obviously very low, and the precipitation is also very little..."
Matsushima Hiroshi thought for a moment: "You mean, take advantage of the sandstorm to move around?"
Sandstorms can also interfere with satellite monitoring and greatly reduce visibility. In addition, although sandstorms, or silicate aerosols, are not as effective in hindering the transmission of electromagnetic waves as metal aerosols, the negatively charged silicate particles
Pangdang can still form communication barriers while in the air.
Xiang Shan nodded: "Although I haven't seen much, I have seen it. In addition, there is a green forest village called 'Sandstorm Ghost' outside the city..."
"Yes, there is such a group of timid green forest people who dare not come out except during sandstorms." Matsushima Hiro nodded.
"Oh." Xiang Shan said, "Then they should never appear again."
"This happens irregularly. Sometimes several times a month, sometimes once every few months. You can't say for sure." Matsushima Hiro said: "But it hasn't happened recently... The next sandstorm should not be long ago."
"Well, that's it."
"Are you going to stay in town until the next dust storm?"
"That's right."
Matsushima Hiro felt that he had a headache. He asked: "Don't you have any more bold ideas? For example, assassinate Amilcarre or something."
Xiang Shan shook his head: "How is that possible? It's almost impossible for me to defeat him now."
"Even if it creates 'within five steps'?"
"His prosthetic body is more than three meters tall." Xiang Shan sighed. This was the information provided to him by the Red Stone Sect.
"Once a combat prosthetic body exceeds three meters, it means that a more advanced energy system can be put in, and there is space inside to add a large number of 'expansion slots'. He can hang additional armor or weapons on the outer armor at will.
, or even a small rocket launcher. And the garbage prosthetic body I have now doesn’t even have a few good batteries.”
The best battery he currently has is the one he removed from Deborah's team.
The batteries in Balbo or Bengel's body would be better than those in Deborah's team, but in those two times, Xiangshan had no room to remove the batteries and take them away.
This kind of battery is difficult to sustain for a long time in combat.
As for Amilcare Zhao's prosthetic body, let alone a "reactor", at least there must be a high-voltage "isotope radioactive battery" [commonly known as a "nuclear battery"].
The battery life of this energy system is beyond the reach of rechargeable batteries like Xiangshan.
And the performance of the prosthetic body that this set of batteries can supply far exceeds that of Xiangshan's pieced-together body.
Not to mention that the prosthetic body can also be equipped with various external equipment.
There is a huge difference between prosthetics with expansion slots and prosthetics without expansion slots, just like humans with weapons and humans without weapons.
Even a fierce man who is the best in the world in unarmed combat can easily be beaten to the point of running away by an ordinary martial artist armed with his bare hands.
Xiangshan remembered that his previous prosthetic body not only had a stellarator, but also a larger computing unit and a variety of extended weapons.
But if this is the case now, there will definitely be no way to fight Amilcare Zhao.
"I have to think of a way to get a stronger prosthetic body before I can kill that guy."
Matsushima Hiro sighed: "As long as you don't cause trouble, I will try my best to help you wherever I can. Remember, I'm just trying my best."
"Besides, I also want to meet your friend from the world."
Matsushima Hiro shook his head: "He usually doesn't communicate with others..."
"...Indeed, because my current situation is not very good. If I expose my true identity rashly, I'm afraid I will be fatally attacked." A speaker on the table said: "You know what? Take my location as the center of the circle.
, all the space armies within a radius of ten light seconds are looking for traces of 'us'. I can't reveal any information. So I generally don't communicate with others."
Matsushima Hiro wanted to say something, but kept his mouth shut.
Also, these two people had fought side by side in the Methodist Building, and they knew each other.
The voice said: "I think your Excellency should be the same about this. I think that you should also hide yourself well before the magical power is completed."
Xiang Shan waved his hand: "Isn't there a saying? People in the world cannot help themselves."
The voice was silent for a while and said: "Do you know the story of the Eighth Martial God?"
"Oh? He's the guy who was attacked by King Agni and his men before he could do anything." Xiang Shan shook his head: "Some people say that he is the weakest Martial God or something..."
"The eighth Martial God has very high potential... No, it should be said that all the Martial Gods that can accommodate the thoughts of Martial Ancestor have similarities with Martial Ancestor in the structure of their biological brains, and they also have Martial Ancestor's martial arts.
Wisdom, so the 'upper limit' of martial arts level is very high. However, most of them have not touched this upper limit."
"The eighth Martial God is the most unfortunate one. His upper limit is really very high..."
Xiangshan took a closer look and felt something was wrong: "No, he didn't do anything. How do you know that his upper limit is high? Speaking of which, since there are rumors that he almost never left the New World in his short life, then who is it?
Wu Zu’s friends admit that he is ‘Xiang Shan’?”
The voice was silent for a moment and said: "Few people know that the woman who admitted that she is 'Xiang Shan' is the wife of Wu Zu..."
Xiang Shan's mind felt like a thunder exploded.
"You're saying that in the eyes of Wu Zu's wife, Wu Zu is... quite feminine?"
