In fact, the cold-blooded rangers are not all "cold-blooded". They have also received an education that can be considered "progressive". They also admit that "life is precious" and cannot take action against those who enjoy the protection of civilization. Even in ordinary life
, Cold-blooded Rangers also hate killing.
However, a knight who voluntarily abandons his asylum and betrays "civilization" is not a human being.
Chivalrous people cannot be considered human beings. Their thinking is distorted by something called "chivalry". Their will does not belong to themselves, but to "chivalry", an inhuman spiritual monster, which is like an undead.
Things. Knights are also like undead. They don't really feel pain, and they don't feel the same as their protectors - if they show emotions such as anger and fear, it must be acting; if they tell that they are fighting for humanity
, that is just deception, a lie told to confuse the protector.
They believe it so much.
Knights are not human beings, so they can be targets of violence.
For the Cold-blooded Rangers, this is the reason for them to practice martial arts hard - their martial arts exist to eliminate knights.
Killing knights is how they realize their self-worth.
Surrounding the evacuating knights in the dust.
Snipe the knights coming for reinforcements from the north.
Clear out the remaining local knights in the southern city.
Go to the settlements that dare to take in the knights and execute the knights.
Everything is to eliminate this group of "anti-human elements" - this is their justice. They are contributing their own strength to human civilization...
With a "bang", the violent mood swing caused the security system to forcibly disconnect Xiangshan from the disk.
Xiangshan used meditation to calm down his anger.
"It's not pure..." Xiang Shan sighed: "There are too many emotional components in this hard drive."
Not everyone will deliberately store a certain type of memory in a hard drive - Xiangshan initially went through arduous training, repeatedly using enzymes to reset brain cells and remove specialized myelin, before he finally mastered this technique.
For ordinary people, the "storage structure" of the brain is not "partitioned".
However, there are still some important contents that are clearly recorded.
Xiangshan called up the map and shared it.
Everyone—to be precise, everyone except Yuki and the little guy—had a projection of a three-dimensional map in their eyes.
He waved to Shanshou, marked a point two hundred kilometers southwest, and said: "This is the command center of this manhunt. At least thirty hours ago, it was still here. This is a whole
A mixed force of heavily armored tanks. Each heavy tank is equipped with a rank warrior to support it. In addition, the lord who is stationed here is Fesha Ling Demayi from the 'Wonder City'. One uses a four-meter
Senior armed cadres of high-tech robots - frankly speaking, this lineup is far beyond the limit of our current capabilities. I can't find a way to assassinate him."
Due to sandstorms, the signals of the individual guerrilla units have been unstable. The last time these two cold-blooded rangers updated relevant information was thirty hours ago.
As a cadre of the gene bank defense force, Fraser is half a level higher than Amilcarre Zhao. This means a more powerful prosthetic body. Most of the prosthetics contain reactors.
Xiang Shan felt that he should not be able to defeat him now.
The original source showed a horrified expression: "This... senior, a senior cadre in the middle of the army, is not someone who should be considered for 'assassination'... Normally speaking."
"The so-called 'normal' is something that should be broken." Xiang Shan waved his hand: "Since you have no intention of assassinating him, that's the best. At this stage, we still need to remain useful and preserve our chivalry.
Tinder. Let’s talk about other things next.”
He waved his hand to the mountain and made a distribution map of troops.
"This is the approximate division of the Asylum's forces thirty hours ago. We have just entered the outskirts of this warning zone. The old knight has now escaped their pursuit. In the past two days, there have been signs of the knights breaking out."
Jardel was a little confused: "Disperse and break out?"
"Any questions?"
"A little bit." Jadel mused: "The reason why everyone came here from all over the earth is to help the old knight, right?"
The original reporter nodded: "That's right."
"Everyone is holding on to the idea of 'drawing some of the attention of the hawk and dog so that the old knight can break through.' If the breakout is scattered, it will go against the original intention."
Under normal circumstances, knights are guerrillas, light soldiers and simple uniforms, who come and go high and low.
When there are few people, they can take advantage of high mobility.
However, if there are too many protector troops, pulling tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands times of military strength to cover the mountains and plains, the knights will be unable to fly. At this time, another team or several teams will be needed to harass the outside and involve the army.
attention, interfering with their judgment, thereby creating opportunities for friendly forces trapped in the encirclement.
Only this time, the asylum seekers seemed even crazier.
Before Xiangshan assassinated Bengel, the protectors mobilized gene pool defense forces from various places and marched from all directions, pressing in waves and forming a huge encirclement network.
This is the most terrifying "gas tactic" in the world - it's like using a tanker's worth of oil to drown an ant.
In the end, the huge encirclement network suppressed almost all the knights.
In this case, knights will usually choose to form a small group. They will even try to break through at a single point if conditions permit, using overwhelming individual strength to concentrate on a single point to break out.
Breaking out dispersedly under such a huge encirclement... is a somewhat confusing tactic.
"Of course, it's not impossible." Jardel waved his hand and said, "Maybe there is some reason why we have to do this."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xiang Shan nodded: "It is indeed possible."
Yuki immediately thought of the worst possibility: "Master, you mean... that the old knight might be dead?"
Xiang Shan shook his head: "Definitely not. It certainly wasn't at least thirty hours ago."
The original informant explained in a low voice: "If those two cold-blooded rangers had known the death of the old knight during the last communication, then they would not have appeared on the battlefield chasing us, but would have returned to the main force.
.Earlier, the knights were already trying to disperse and break out."
Xiang Shan nodded: "I just don't know why, but these eagle dogs are sure that the old knight must still be in the encirclement. He must not have broken out, so the siege must continue."
"So, I have a guess. These knights have changed their goals. They have a new mission." Xiang Shan said: "They need to send some 'thing' out. It doesn't matter even if this 'thing' is sent out scattered, as long as
Someone sends something that counts as success - I guess it is 'intelligence' or 'data'."
In order to break through the tyrant's blockade, knights would use this method to share and transmit information - this was something that happened two hundred years ago.
"Then, here comes the important point." Xiang Shan waved his hand again and drew an area on the map: "This is one of the areas with the highest probability of a knight appearing as of thirty hours ago. The old knight is here."
"We are only seventy kilometers away from this place. There are about two blockades in the middle."
"With the power of this sandstorm, we can rush through it in one go."
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Tao Enhai was lying on the ground, with a layer of fine sand sprinkled on his body.
The prosthetic body he is currently using is only a little over two meters tall. This is the best backup prosthetic body he can find.
The original set of prosthetics used with the small star-simulating device had been completely destroyed in the battle with the Speed King. It could not even be repaired and could only be dismantled into useful parts.
He looked at the sky. Thick sand and dust obscured the sky. But sophisticated prosthetic eyes could still detect subtle changes in illumination.
It's gotten a little darker. It's probably night time.
He thought so.
This mission has been completed. Most of our colleagues on Earth have left. As long as some of them successfully escape, the technologies from Mars can spread among the knights on Earth and become a chivalrous force.
His own life and death can no longer be considered a concern.
However, there are still some Earth knights who insist on refusing to leave and want to advance and retreat with him through life and death.
Tao Enhai had to think of a way to save his life.
Ah, of course, there is no hope. Tao Enhai felt that he might become a material for his disciples to practice neurosurgery.
But it doesn't matter. This is considered a worthy death.
The old monsters who were born at the same time as Tao Enhai are really old and not dead. Especially the "boss", who has lived and died many times. Since it is difficult for that kind of people to avoid the ending of "justice", then Tao Enhai can be considered
What a big deal.
Before the operation, the knights still have some finishing work to do.
At this time, Tao Enhai had nothing to do. Since the infection of Ivo cells began to compress the brain nerves, his combat effectiveness had been greatly reduced and he was not able to protect himself on the battlefield.
When the knight was doing guard work, he would lie here and do whatever he wanted.
After living for two hundred years, Tao Enhai is not very afraid when death is approaching.
There is nothing to be afraid of. Whether as a doctor, as a researcher opening up the future, as a warrior taking back "modern society", or as an unyielding rebel, he has achieved "a clear conscience."
After Tao Enhai let go of himself, what came to his mind bit by bit was the days two hundred years ago.
He raised a hand. He watched his fingers move in the wind and sand. The dust flowed between his fingers.
"How amazing." He said: "When I entered the medical field in this life, I vowed to dedicate myself to humanitarian service; I am grateful and respect my mentor as I treat my parents; and I practice medicine with conscience and dignity; the health and life of patients are my first concern; I
Strictly guard the secrets entrusted to me by patients; I will do my best to maintain the reputation and noble traditions of the medical profession; I regard my colleagues as brothers; I am responsible for patients without distinction based on any religion, nationality, race, politics or status;
Life has the highest dignity from the moment it is formed; even if it faces threats, my medical knowledge is not contrary to humanity."