After Becoming a Little |

Under the bombardment of heavy fists, Aliya's sword palm did not back down. The hands of the two collided together, and the blood spattered. Aliya's fingertips pierced under the flesh and hit the bone directly, but in the end it turned out that Aliya His phalanx made a 'click' sound.

so hard? !

Her eyes froze, she put the Mount Tairuo sword on the ground back into the scabbard on her back, and stepped back: "Have you transformed yourself?"

You bastard!I thought you were a Showa hooligan, but it turned out to be a Terminator!

"Pure flesh can no longer carry this kind of power!"

Amidst the deafening impact, Aliya kept dodging Des Moines' heavy punches. His fists smashed all kinds of furniture like a hammer, leaving him on the two-finger-thick alloy wall. The blood-stained sunken fist print, after the skin on the surface was chapped, exposed a dense metal skeleton.

Among the evolutionary routes of human beings, the most feasible branch at present-the mechanized transformation of organisms!

"Boom boom boom boom boom---"

"Papa papa papa————"

Des Moines roared angrily and pressed him with punches: "Don't you understand! You are no longer a pure human being! What a hymn to human courage, this is a joke to you—humans can't do it!" To your level!"

Aliya raised her palms blankly to block, fists and palms clashed, and the black skirt exploded in the air like a whip, stirring the air so that people's eardrums hurt.

Des Moines' heavy punch was staggered by Aliya's head, and the wind of the fist pressed against her cheek, creating a hole in the flying black hair, and fiercely hitting a weak electric box on the wall , and then heard a muffled sound of "stab--", and the lighting lights in the entire main control room were extinguished in an instant.

In the sudden darkness, only all the display instruments are still operating normally, the bright light from the display screen can only illuminate a small distance in front of you, and the red and green indicators on the instruments condense into the final scene in the darkness. The rays of light are intertwined, like a close-up of cyberpunk in dark tones. The profiles of the two people are reflected in unreal and treacherous colors. They take a few steps away from each other and face each other again.

So Aliya sighed, looking somewhat disappointed: "Your fighting skills... are really bad."

Cracks appeared in the space like ripples. Des Moines eyes twitched wildly, and his footsteps faltered as he stepped back. He could almost clearly feel some kind of creepy sharpness passing by the side of his neck. This was not the purple handle. The epee, but only the opponent's palm!

Between the mottled lights and shadows, the bodies of the two people criss-crossed and swirled. If the surroundings were bright at the moment, such a gorgeous scene would definitely be unforgettable and amazing--the girl in the black robe, despite her fierce opening and closing, Attacking, but perhaps because of the graceful and delicate body, within the narrow rhythm of close-to-body interlacing, it seems to have unscrewed a gorgeous dance step, continuous and smooth like a swallowtail butterfly in a flower bush.

Stepping forward, turning around, the black robe blooms a flower in the darkness, like a black lotus in the dark night——

Alia's attack was smooth and beautiful, but Des Moines' evasion was not too much at this moment. Although the black lotus almost suppressed him in an enveloping posture, his hands were raised and overlapped. He was so flexible that he was not like a human being. Even if the attack was really unavoidable, he relied on the hardness of the alloy mechanical arm to stop it abruptly.

Just half a minute later, the dull beating sound stopped abruptly. Alia's hands intersected, forcing Des Moines' arms in front of the door, and imprinted them on his chest. In an instant, the air wave suddenly exploded——

【Roar--------】

The seemingly non-existent sound of the dragon's chant resounded throughout the central control room. Perhaps because the house was sealed, the dragon's chant lingered for three days and was unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

"boom----"

Des Moines' body flew out backwards, almost in an 'embedded' posture, and hit an alloy wall that sank in its entirety. His body was lying in the sunken pit, his face flushed sickly.

"Pfft..."

Opening his mouth with difficulty, a mouthful of dark red blood spewed out of his mouth. Des Moines stared at the slowly approaching figure not far away with red eyes, showing a smile of relief mixed with embarrassment: "It's really beautiful. fighting skills..."

"Boom—"

There was a sound of a metal machine cracking, which was especially clear in the dark central control hall where needles could be heard.

Aliya paused, didn't answer him, but frowned slightly.

Des Moines fell to the ground and slowly stood up straight: "I'm really curious why you can do this."

Now his whole body seems to have been stretched two times, and his outline has changed from the shapely figure at the beginning to the current appearance of muscles and muscles. It can be seen from the edge of the tattered clothes, because of the changes in the shape of the muscles. , the edges of a whole set of armor have been embedded into the muscles, which seems to be a bit cramped and oppresses his body.

Des Moines twisted his neck, and his bones made a crisp sound: "With just one pair of palms, I successfully smashed the armor that bound me into pieces—"

While speaking, he reached out and grabbed the ripped clothes on his body, and tore them off with the sound of "hissing—" cloth cracked, revealing a pair of crimson close-fitting metal armor, and lost The bundle of clothes, the metal armor that was shattered by Aliya's palm fell to the ground scatteredly, making the crisp sound of metal collision.

Afterwards, a faint blue-purple electric arc twined between his arms lit up on his body.

【Zizi——Zizi———】

The sound of electric arcs gradually became ear-piercing, and brighter blue light was also released in the darkness. The air was filled with the smell of ozone, and the invisible touch of some kind of small bug crawling around on her cheek disturbed Aliya.

This is a biological transformation similar to the "Zeus Mark" at the Gate of Reality. On the one hand, bioelectricity can stimulate itself, and on the other hand, it can suppress enemies who are close to it, even those who carry modern mechanical combat equipment such as power armor. opponent.

But unfortunately, this is of no use to Aliya. Her physical body only needs to experience the stimulation of the biological electric grenade once to be able to develop resistance-the same move will not work the second time!

So when the blue lightning surged to the extreme, Aliya poked her slender palm out of the wide sleeve of the black robe, pressed it directly, and without hesitation printed her palm on the iron arm with the strongest lightning .

【boom----】

There was a sudden thunder, and the exploding electric arc danced from the two of them like a vortex, entangled between them, Des Moines body stepped back, and without looking back, it directly blasted through the wall with an elbow, and the whole piece The metal alloy wall was dented and cracked by him, crossed the not-so-wide corridor obliquely, and hit the wall on the other side, making a loud noise in the empty base.

A light came in, pale as a moonlit night.

Aliya followed, her sleeves almost turned into an afterimage under the light of the corridor, the slender soft hair tore through the air, and passed by his cheek with a violent sound of breaking wind, the dark red blood arc accompanied her It splashed with the swinging arm, spreading on the silver-white wall, with a post-modern art style.

Des Moines staggered his cheeks at the critical moment, but the right half of his face, including his right eye, was still instantly covered in blood, and the description was miserable like a B-movie.

"Ah ah ah ah ah----"

Des Moines raised his voice and roared, his speed suddenly increased by a level, and he counterattacked with violent fists and kicks. His right eye was tightly closed, and on the remaining retina of his left eye, the thin layer of chip flashed All kinds of lines and color blocks made his eyes glow.

During the short battle, Aliya was punched between the chest and abdomen by him, and the whole person flew back and smashed a layer of glass curtain wall, half-kneeling and slid on the ground for seven or eight meters before stopping the force , the fragments that exploded like snowflakes scattered on her black robe and hair.

She lowered her eyes, her face was hidden in the shadows, she couldn't see clearly, only the corners of her mouth were not curved.

Des Moines strode wildly, and punched back into the room again, the two figures collided, his shots were like lightning, mixed with occasional bursts of lightning, his two metal arms were like tireless forging hammers, punch after punch The punches hit Alia's body, and the strength of each punch was enough to dent the car. The two figures moved around in the room, and the metal table and chair guardrails were affected by the pouring fists and feet. They were all bent and twisted like plasticine, twisting weirdly.

Arya kept her head down and just kept parrying, knees, elbows, punches, hand knives, waists, ribs, heads—no matter where Des Moines' heavy blows landed, Arya seemed to be able to pre-empt them. Knowing that, stop his attack.

The two figures kept overlapping and colliding, and retreated due to the mutual reaction force, until Des Moines seemed to explode to a limit, and in the straight punch that integrated all her strength and momentum, Alia finally Raising his head, his phoenix eyes reflected the light coming in from the corridor outside, as if a scorching flame flashed away.

She also punched—

【Crack———】

If you slow down the time, you can see clearly that the fist protruding from the sleeve of the black robe looks so delicate, you can even see the white and tender skin and the blood vessels on the surface of the fist, while the other iron fist coming up, On the other hand, it has a slightly mottled red color, revealing the cold texture of the alloy, solid and thick, and powerful.

The two fists collided, and the air between the faces of the fists was twisted and exploded. The delicate little fist shattered along the skeleton of the metal fist, breaking it all the way, and the clenched metal fingers were twisted and broken. , slowly flying into scattered pieces in the air, the curved surface of the metal arm with industrial aesthetics was bent and deformed, and the protruding deformation even shattered the crimson paint.

One punch!

With just one punch, Des Moines' right arm was broken all the way to the elbow, and his entire forearm was beaten to pieces.

The two figures overlapped each other between light and darkness, and the dividing line between light and darkness was printed on their half bodies. Des Moines, who was illuminated by the lights in the corridor, froze in place, staring blankly at his broken arm, The bloody right eye twitched slightly, and the left eye was filled with sudden confusion.

Aliya in the darkness didn't show any expression, she just gave a flat compliment.

"I take back my previous evaluation, you are very strong."

"..."

……

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Holy Cross · Undersea Base · Sea Surface

The helicopter was hovering in the air, and there were two container ships with the American flag on the sea, which were moored motionless. Some people were busy moving and sealing up some unrealistic equipment, but when the helicopter came, I don't know if it just happened that the handling work was completed, or the other party suddenly became vigilant. Most of the crew members were just busy with the original packaging work, looking up at the helicopter from time to time, and there was little communication between them. a lot.

"That's the cargo ship of the Holy Cross."

The khaki-colored sister looked at the freighter below.His eyes narrowed, and he tapped on the keyboard: "There is a shipping company anchored in Hawaii, and another ship anchored in a Japanese shipping company. These two ships have clean backgrounds and usually travel to and from Hawaii. and Japan, and their usual ports of entry and exit... Could it be that Holy Cross still has a base in Hawaii?"

Baili was a little worried: "It's normal for Holy Cross to have a base in Hawaii. We had two suspects in the past, and this was just a matter of confirmation—but judging by the size of these two container ships, this matter I'm afraid it's a little difficult."

They are not afraid that a few air defense soldiers will suddenly appear in the container freighter below, and shoot down the helicopter with an RPG. After all, this place is called Wuyin 300 taels. As long as they stay still in the old fashion, they will even be silent Directly driving the ship away with a sound is the reaction that a normal freighter should have. At most, it can call this helicopter that has nothing to do to stroll around the sea.

And once they dare to take the lead, the two freighters basically don't want to leave. The advantage of container freighters lies in their load, not their speed. Even if they are allowed to run for a few hours first, regular combat ships can catch up and sink them. .

In the same way, the helicopter piloted by Baili is attached to a legal consortium under Gao Tianyuan's command. As long as they don't give each other a shuttle from the sky, even if they just hover over the opponent's head to watch the excitement, the opponent will not say anything .

Everyone tacitly pretended to be confused.

In this silent atmosphere, the khaki-colored sister was flipping through the information, and based on the size of the equipment below, the draft of the container ship, and the load and cargo data reported by the container ship when it left the customs, it was roughly calculated the following base scale.

Although an imprecise minimum, it is sufficient.

"This is definitely not a normal secret organization base. The Holy Cross has no reason to engage in such a large project, and it is not necessary... This place should be a military base built during a war. For some reason, it was given to the Holy Cross by Jiuzhan Que. It’s nested—according to current calculations, the scale there is large enough to be a secret submarine dock on the bottom of the sea, and as long as the corresponding transformation is carried out, it should be possible to accommodate submarines with a displacement of less than [-] tons.”

But upon hearing this, Betty was not happy but worried: "So, Senior Lu is below, I am afraid that what he encounters is not just obstruction at the level of the dark world organization... Will the other party have real military protection measures? "

Moreover, this kind of submarine base is too restrictive for the Ninth Bureau, and heavy equipment cannot be brought in.There was no way for air support and sea support to come down directly. After all, what the Ninth Bureau relied on was nothing more than the insane heavy firepower.

But using heavy firepower in the submarine base, is it because he thinks his own death is not fast enough?

At this moment, an escape pod that looked like a torpedo flew out from under the water surface. The moment it jumped out of the water, flames burst out from the four nozzles at the bottom, pushing it across a slanting arc. Finally, it landed on the container freighter, denting a container, and squeezed out all the packaged goods inside.

To be honest, Bai Li was completely taken aback at that moment before, and subconsciously pulled up the helicopter, thinking that the other party directly dispatched submarine-launched missiles to hit her.

But it was obvious that she didn't have such a big face. After the other party fell down, there was no movement for a while, just like a long stick of power that was a special product of the Millikin Navy during World War II.

The escape pod landed on a container ship that was not fully loaded. Only a few crew members on the deck were still busy arranging the goods on the container ship. They panicked when they found something jumped out of the water and hit the ship directly. Confused, he backed away to hide back in the warehouse, not intending to see what it was at all.

The khaki-colored lady set up a binoculars to look in the direction of the escape pod, and looked at the appearance of the escape pod. It was a special device similar to a miniature Jiaolong, and she just stuffed a person into it when she reached out and touched it. He has played with the super-heavy precision rifle next to him countless times. Although it is still a tyrant's equipment in name, but his breath has been imprinted on the inside and outside. Visible white air flow, the whole thing flew out.

A muscular man with half a broken arm rolled out of it. He had thick blond hair and deep facial features, but he looked very embarrassed at the moment, not to mention sweating profusely, half of his face was covered with blood, like A poor man who escaped from the battlefield.

The tone of the khaki royal sister was a little subtle: "Holy Cross... Des Moines!"

Des Moines struggled to stand up, groped a few times on his shoulders, and directly removed half of the broken mechanical arm, and took out another mechanical arm from the escape pod. It was reconnected with his shoulder.

Wearing sunglasses, Baili looked down and asked in disbelief, "Is this Des Moines? What about Senior Lu!"

"I'm afraid she's still behind. Don't worry, there are no large-scale explosions under the sea. It is basically impossible to kill that one with individual weapons."

The khaki-colored sister Yu didn't put down the binoculars, but looked at the mechanical arm of the other party, and murmured dreamily: "It's really you, what a mechanical genius..."

No man can be indifferent to this kind of cyber sense. Although the khaki-colored Yujie is Yujie, this level of mechanical prosthetics is completely in the category of black technology, and it is simply fascinating-although the current prosthetics have been developed to The level of intelligent prosthetics that can exchange signals with the human body, whether through voice control or neural control, has relatively mature commercial products, and can even give back sensation and perform two-way interaction.

But even if the multi-electrode array implanted in the brain's motor cortex is used to collect motor nerve signals outside the prison, and then amplify the signal through an amplifier, and then use it to control the prosthesis to make corresponding actions after high-precision digital-to-analog conversion, it can only be relatively simple. grip work.

The reason why Zeus Mark is difficult to copy is not only because he is not afraid of electricity, but because he has an almost innate ability to adapt and manipulate semi-mechanized organisms, which is far more flexible than other experimental bodies. .

Bai Li frowned: "A mechanical genius?"

"Yes, a mechanical genius. Des Moines was a member of Alchemy Star back then. He once integrated commercially available materials on the market, and developed a mechanical hand with brain wave sensing earphones and 3D printing technology, and those 8 There is no essential difference between the smart prosthetics of US dollars. At that time, he disclosed all the manufacturing drawings and reduced the cost to 350 US dollars. The source code of the program he once released."

The khaki-colored sister held up her binoculars and made a voice of exclamation: "Didn't you salvage a batch of mechanical exoskeletons on the Poseidon? Des Moines found inspiration from the prosthetic design of the year, and it is also the European military mechanical exoskeleton. One of the proposers of the mass production of bones."

Baili's expression was even uglier. The information of the Ninth Bureau did not show this kind of past. Des Moines was a pure business genius when he came into the world's attention, and gradually grew to the level of a business tycoon.

The enemy's hero, my enemy's bandit, she wished that Des Moines was a fool, and then yelled rua and rushed up, was hammered to death by Senior Lu with three punches, and was thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

The khaki-colored sister did not say the whole thing. In the group files of Alchemy Star, there are three sets of plans derived from the concept of mechanical exoskeletons. One is the mechanical exoskeleton in Des Moines, and the other is the current plan. The power armor proposed by the guy who became the chief engineer of Violet Heavy Industries.

Part of the inspiration and design completion of the power armor of the Ninth Bureau came from the opponent. It can be seen that what Violet Heavy Industries is holding is already a relatively mature plan, which can be transferred to military mass production.

As for the third type, it is too wild and unconstrained, and it is basically impossible to do it. It was a plan proposed by a Japanese member. He wanted to make a big wood—the one with a height of 18 meters.

In the end, he failed to make a 18-meter-high one, and made an 8.5-meter-high trumpet, which was successfully started and operated, but it was useless, so he used these technical reserves to open Sakakibara Machinery Co., Ltd., and switched to agricultural machinery manufacturing...