Chapter 11 Self-destruction
Under the moonlight, a roaring helicopter flew over the wilderness.
The human soldiers below all showed envious expressions.
Feijia City is too small and its economic level is very poor, so they are usually reluctant to use this kind of mechanical monster.
After the war, the development of many cities stagnated, there were refugees and starving people everywhere, and many people chose to become soldiers just to have a full meal.
During tonight's night operation , a large number of human soldiers were not even equipped with night vision goggles, and relied on a tactical flashlight to search for people in the wilderness.
Similarly, the resistance organization led by Commander Bei Feng was not having an easy time either, with a shortage of equipment and supplies.
It is precisely because of this excellent matching mechanism that the two sides can fight back and forth.
"Look, brother, could that black shadow in front be Commander Beifeng?"
"No, it's a stone!"
"What about that?"
"That's a dead tree!"
Similar conversations happened many times that night.
Fatigue and boredom were wearing down the patience of these human soldiers, and many were beginning to just get by.
Everyone thought that Commander Bei Feng should have already fled far away, and only a fool would stay and fight or deal with them.
At this moment, inside the helicopter cabin above everyone's heads.
The Thinker Robot became impatient and urged, "Why are you flying so slowly? At this speed, when will you be able to catch up with Commander Beifeng?"
"Boss, Commander Beifeng's armor should have the technology to avoid thermal imaging and life detection. We must carefully search every area below."
"Even if his armor can dodge, can the old, weak, and sick people in his team dodge?" The Thinker couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking? With Commander Beifeng's character, would he abandon his team and act alone?"
"Boss, I'm afraid the commander wants to fight back."
"You're overthinking. Does Bei Feng dare to come to me?"
Just as he finished speaking, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the night.
"call out--"
The beautiful tail flame cuts through the night sky.
The EX-1 missile was born and headed straight for the helicopter in the sky.
The driver was startled and urgently released a jamming bomb and then performed an evasive maneuver.
But the missile was not attracted by the decoy bomb. It identified the target and slammed into the fuselage. Then there was a loud "boom" and the entire sky was illuminated in an instant.
Everything happened in a flash, and the many human soldiers below widened their eyes.
"Fuck, brother, look, that rock just now actually shot out a missile!"
"That's not a stone, that's Commander Beifeng!"
“…”
In the sky, a helicopter spun and fell like a fireball, crashing heavily into the dry ground. The huge roar was terrifying.
A raging fire roared on the wreckage of the helicopter, sharp fragments flew everywhere, and many human soldiers around dodged in fear, fearing that they would be affected by the explosion and debris.
Looking at this scene, Su Xia nodded with satisfaction.
Well, my ex-girlfriend is so nice.
Su Xia did not relax. He activated the psychic shield and rushed towards the burning wreckage of the helicopter with a bunch of explosives under the watchful eyes of many human soldiers.
If it were an ordinary person on the helicopter, it would have been sent by now.
But those robots have extremely strong vitality and are not afraid of pain or death. They can continue to fight even if only half of their body is left.
There may still be people alive in the wreckage of the helicopter.
“Always remember to finish off the enemy.”
Su Xia is well aware of this truth.
Thick smoke rose above the raging fire.
An extremely angry roar came from the flames: "Commander, do you really dare to come?"
Su Xia replied in a relaxed tone: "Well, it's a bit cold at night, I'll come over and warm myself by the fire."
"Not only do you refuse to surrender, but you actually dare to attack?"
"I don't have French blood, why should I surrender?"
“You deserve to die!”
The Thinker Robot roared and used the skill "Armor Blast".
With a loud bang, the metal frame of the helicopter wreckage was broken in an instant, and a violent shock wave spread in all directions.
"boom!"
A twisted, burning sheet of metal was blasted away.
Then, a charred metal arm stretched out from the flames.
The white paint on the robot's surface had been burnt black. He looked like a ghost, with scars all over his body. Even the alloy palm of his left hand was broken in half. He stood up from the wreckage with crazy anger.
Except for him, the other robots in the helicopter were no longer able to fight.
A broken body, burnt circuits, scattered parts, flowing psychic energy, and so on, a pile of liquids and mechanical debris mixed together, forming an abstract picture of death in flames and thick smoke.
In the distance, a human soldier shouted, "Mr. Robot, do you need help?"
The Thinker was furious: "Shut up, you are at the bottom of the food chain and you have no right to speak!"
Human soldier: “…”
The Thinker stared at Su Xia, his sparkling eyes turned scarlet , and he walked out step by step, stepping on the burning wreckage.
He yelled, "Come on, Commander, let's fight head-on!"
"Well, here I come!"
Su Xia stopped approaching, now the distance was almost right.
He took a deep breath, turned on the power of his right arm armor to maximum, and then threw it hard.
Those small explosive gadgets were tied together and thrown out. In the wilderness illuminated by fire, they were like an iron ball, flying rapidly towards the thinker who was walking out of the sea of fire.
The Thinker's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly activated his psychic shield, leaped back, and angrily said, "You are despicable!"
“Boom!”
The explosion was deafening. The wreckage of the helicopter was completely disintegrated after the explosion, turning into pieces of scattered burning debris, and even ignited some of the surrounding grass and trees.
The Thinker
A lot of psychic liquid splashed out from his broken palm, emitting a faint light blue fluorescence under the night sky.
"Damn it! Damn it—"
The psychic shield was shattered, and the Thinker fell to the ground, roaring wildly, not because of the pain, but because of this series of failures and blows.
And Su Xia took action again. His eyes were like lightning, and he walked through the sea of fire in black armor. Then he jumped high into the air, looking like a mechanical beast pouncing on its prey under the cover of night.
Active skill, jumping slash!
He turned himself into a weapon and smashed it violently on the thinker.
The violent impact caused the alloy in front of the Thinker to shatter into pieces, psychic liquid splashed, and even some internal circuits were exposed.
He felt no pain at all, his face twisted, and he attacked Su Xia madly.
"You die!"
At this moment, the blazing flames around were devouring everything, baring their fangs and claws, like demons from hell.
The two men fought in the flames, their fists, feet, shoulders, elbows, etc. all turned into weapons, smashing each other madly, and each blow produced a tinnitus-inducing sound of metal collision.
But Su Xia finally took the initiative to launch a sneak attack and now had the upper hand.
The Thinker's body was covered with cracks, and even some of the wires in his body were torn apart by Su Xia, and the muzzles of the guns buried in his body were bent by Su Xia.
"No! How could I fail!"
The thinker's eyes were red and he was extremely unwilling.
He was not afraid of death, but only of failure that should not happen.
In this crazy moment, he thought of his last active skill.
Self-destruction!
