The villain also has spring

New York, Flushing (Flushing, NY)

Gunpowder smoke filled the streets, ruins were everywhere, explosions and howls followed one after another, and a camouflage taxi with double flashes was in the middle of the street.The building wreckage that kept falling from the car body caused varying degrees of damage to the beautiful optical camouflage.

In particular, a ferocious scratch across the right side of the body completely ruined the beauty of this city cruiser.

The windows of the cockpit were not all raised, and the crisp electronic sounds from the car's intelligent brain could be vaguely heard from time to time.

"Discover the mutated gene and start the healing process."

"Complete the genetic annotation and activate the nano-worm swarm."

"The division and proliferation is completed, and the mutant gene is swallowed."

"Clear the mutated gene and repair the gene defect."

"The repair is complete, and the vital signs are stable. Start the wake-up procedure, the cerebral cortex shock countdown, 3, 2, 1!"

"Oh..." With a hoarse cry, the taxi driver suddenly opened his eyes.Taking a few deep breaths, he straightened his neck vigorously, and lifted his drowsy head from the steering wheel.Suddenly remembered something terrible, and his eyes turned to his arm quickly.

On the thick and powerful right arm, there is still the only familiar bullet mark brought back from the battlefield.Even the row of stitches left by the medical stapler is quite a lot.But...how about the porcupine-like thorns that kept coming out of the pores...

gone?

"UJR, what happened?" The code name of all the on-board smart brains is UJR.Only between the brain and the brain can there be a detailed identification serial number distinction.This extremely high binary code of the security key is impossible for humans to remember.Therefore, for the sake of convenience, all the on-board smart brains are affectionately called UJR by their respective drivers.Even veterans omitted their names and used their license plate numbers for identification.

"A secondary response event occurs, start the sweeper mode (Sweepers)." The on-board intelligent brain gave the most simple and clear answer.

"Wow..." The driver's eyes lit up.All camouflage taxi drivers know it from the first day they get on the bus. Different from the driving modes of ordinary cars: normal mode, snow mode, mud mode, sand mode, and sports mode, the driving mode of UJR Urban Ranger is divided into : Rovers, Sweepers, Stormers, Terminators and Destroyers.

However, after searching the various buttons in the cockpit, I couldn't find a way to activate the other four driving modes.This has become one of the biggest mysteries among veteran drivers.

Now, the answer is in front of us.

The veteran driver, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, completely forgot that he was still frightened by the terrifying mutation in his body just a second ago.Having said that, the veterans who climbed out of the dead had nothing to be afraid of except fear itself.

Taking a deep breath, facing the uncomplicated unlocking interface that appeared on the high-tech holographic windshield window, the veteran driver suddenly felt a sense of solemnity that he hadn't felt in a long time.This indescribable sense of mission seems to have only happened when he first stepped onto the battlefield.

"UJR, the Boss's salary is ten times that of the waiting day." Before reaching out to unlock it, the driver suddenly asked with a smile.

"Yes." It turned out to be a strange but familiar male voice that came out of the car's brain!The veteran driver seemed to be wrapped in a hard heart like "Full Metal Jacket", and he became inexplicably excited.Because, the person who answered him was the Boss in his mouth.Your lord who has safely returned to New York from Geneva.

"Got it, Boss." The veteran pressed his thumb up without hesitation.

"The sweeper mode is activated." Before the words fell, a sudden change occurred!

As if the sky and the earth, the entire dashboard is alive!There are various high-tech and explosive modules rising from the opened panel one after another, rushing towards his body in a swarm!

The veteran's poor vocabulary and overdrawn imagination are simply unable to describe what is happening in front of him.

After a burst of crackling sounds that are unique to the assembly of high-tech modules, the body is tightly wrapped by a thick shell!The eyes were black again, and the whole head was covered in it!

In the brief silence, the horizontal center line of the pitch-black perspective was suddenly divided into two halves, the upper and lower black screens, by a rapidly elongated light.

On the horizontal median line, this brighter and brighter light suddenly expanded outwards, illuminating the upper and lower halves of the black curtain.

After the light illuminating all perspectives gradually faded, the veteran finally recovered his normal vision.

However, those code segments that seem to float in front of your eyes, and the prompt boxes that keep swiping up line by line, and the prompt boxes that keep popping up and disappearing all show that this is not a normal human perspective.

Fortunately, the on-board intelligent brain quickly solved his doubts: "The assembly of the Iron Man III power armor is completed, the whole system is running normally, the quantum communication link is activated, the secret key is uploaded, and the identity verification is successful. Connect to the core database and call the armor operation version 3.01. Instructions and version 1.18 combat teaching module, aiming at the blank hippocampus, ready for memory burning. Countdown, 3, 2, 1..."

"Om—" There was a bang in the head, and the scalp was numb as if it had exploded.The veteran subconsciously closed his eyes.Consciousness is like a runaway wild horse, rushing forward rapidly following the white light tunnel that keeps flying backwards in my mind.After an unknown amount of time, the tunnel of light suddenly disappeared.

The world was spinning, as if the consciousness that had been washed into the sewer again distorted the whole world.

I don't know how long it took.

After the dizziness was gradually tolerable, the veteran struggled to open his eyes.The moment he opened his eyes, the distorted world and the inverted perspective miraculously returned to normal.

It's still that horrible dilapidated block.

Without the perspective of code snippets and prompt boxes, it is rare to be clear.Looking carefully, there is only a soft light prompt in the upper left corner, which is constantly flashing light.

Before the veteran could ask, a new memory kept pouring in like a tide.

All the questions that veterans want to know, memory can give easy-to-understand and accurate and detailed answers.

That feeling is like playing a truth-or-dare game with yourself.

"So that's how it is." The veteran tried to concentrate, and the onboard intelligence brain immediately received the brain wave signal from him and completed the feedback.

The communication interface of the power armor quickly pops up from the right perspective.

The panting, yelling, shouting, cursing, calls for reinforcements, pleas for rescue, tactical code words, attack codes... All kinds of noises from comrades-in-arms gathered in our ears.

The veteran burst into tears.

This is the battlefield he is familiar with to the bone...

"CT10086 calling for reinforcements, I'm stuck in the Flushing subway station! Damn, there are women and children in the back of me!"

Hearing his companion calling for help, the veteran came back to his senses with a thud: "CT10086, I'm CT10010, I've received the message and I'm ready to go. It's over."

"Come on, buddy! Urgent! Over!"

Taking a deep breath, the veteran driver was about to hold the steering wheel when the holographic window and his holographic eyepiece lit up warnings at the same time (why it is a warning instead of an alarm is simple: light is faster than sound).

boom--

With a loud noise, the heavy vehicle flew out sideways and crashed into the convenience store in the middle of the street.

Fragments flew across.A skin-scale monster with no human form at all was holding its head and howling on the spot.The distorted sound waves even interfered with the electronic equipment in the car.

"Level 3 veterinary mutant. Body alienation, tissue regeneration, biochemical scales, bioelectric field, and electromagnetic sensitivity." The on-board intelligence brain has found similar mutation models from the continuously updated mutation database of Staten Island.

"Received!" The veteran driver forcefully opened the door, and when he saw a large piece of optical camouflage peeling off on the body that was intact but exposed the primer, his eyes immediately turned red.At the beginning, a three-inch long scratch made him feel distressed for many days, but now this dog has peeled off a layer of skin!

"Scratch my car?!"

Pull out a super cool Gauss assault rifle from the armrest box, and rain bullets in your head!

"Die, trash!"

The scarlet ray shot out violently from the muzzle!

Sensing the crisis of death, the mutant man scratched the ground with all four feet, struggling to hold his body against the barrage of death!

However, the hard cuticle and scales burst open as fragile as a cardboard shell.Broken into a cloud of blood!

blah blah-

It wasn't until the anger in his heart was fired together with the magazine that the veteran suddenly let go of the trigger.

Aside from the slight jerkiness of getting a new magazine into the magazine, everything was smooth.Just like the powerful fighting instinct of Chris's body is stored in the genetic memory of the clone Chris, the fighting skills honed by this meritorious veteran in the ten-year war on terrorism have long been deeply embedded in his genes and integrated into his blood.Become an instinct!

It's just a different gun!

Alarmed by the noise made by their companions being torn apart, the nearby mutants began to gather towards the center of the street.

"Activate the mutant gene radar." Through the quantum data link, the brain that simultaneously controls the camouflage taxi and the Iron Man kinetic armor (remember the difference from the power armor) immediately activated the high-tech radar integrated by UJR, and passed the quantum information link Real-time sharing with veteran individual armor.

"The target group is locked, and the attack sequence and attack mode are optimized." The brain is extremely powerful.

In a daze, he became a veteran driver of future soldiers, and gradually realized what high technology is.

Taking a deep breath, the two groups of bat monsters that swooped down jumped around with completely irregular chest bullets, and raised the barrel steadily.

despair!

Hurricane in the line of fire.The Bat Banshee exploded head-on into flesh and blood.

Turning the wrist, swiftly across the sky.After a few bursts of shooting, the indescribable flying monsters were eliminated.

The muzzle was drawn back and fired head-on.The escaping man, who jumped out from the ground, bumped into it head-on.Crunchy and crumbled into shredded meat.The soles of the feet trembled, and before the sharp claws broke the ground, the soldier turned back in the air, and the muzzle of the gun pressed down, and the lines of fire penetrated the fragile asphalt road, blasting the attacker into chicken manure (you read that right!)!After landing, he knelt down on one knee, and against the smelly tone of the ten-meter giant monster rushing towards him, he gently gave away with his left hand holding the barrel of the gun.

bang——

The electromagnetic grenade whizzed away, shattering a thick and hard fang and stuffing it straight into the mouth.

boom--

The bloody bone fragments inserted the entire street into a hedgehog, and the whole world was filled with scarlet red!Especially the roof covered with bony spurs and spraying hot and humid miasma, I couldn't bear to look straight at it!A hail of intestines and minced meat roared down.The splashing rain of blood dyed the lower half of the building scarlet.

One shot at a time, the veterans who cleared the center of the street rushed into the cockpit before the blood collapsed: "Call CT10086, CT10010 is going to rescue. Hold on, buddy."

"Got it! Hurry up, buddy."

Chasing the blood rain, UJR sped away, and the on-board intelligence brain, which had been monitoring the veteran's vital signs in the background, was more and more satisfied.

The face is not red, the heart is not beating.Shot firmly and ruthlessly.Guns are deadly, never soft.

This is the veteran.

The frenzy of mutants gathering to destroy the world originally thought that one wave would overturn the entire New York.As a result, when the tide receded, those war fortresses and war machines built by Wu Chen all over the city stood proudly like stubborn rocks!

Waiting for one hundred thousand war drivers to activate the sweeper mode one after another, incarnated as future soldiers, the mighty mutant army was hit in the head and beaten into cerebral palsy!

All kinds of sourness, oh, don't stop, don't stop!

A group of dirty, sticky, watery, hot, soft and flexible soil turtles, do you understand what is called high-tech!