Volume 4: The Last Day Chapter 14: Little thing! Don't drive the power armor anymore! Why don't you drive the steamroller?
"High-intensity energy reaction! Warning! There is a huge threat around! Warning!"
Delaman's sharp voice kept echoing in the anti-Superman armor, making Mason's head hurt. He struggled to pull out the cutting sword covered with blood and flesh from the armored door in front of him, and shouted:
"Blocking warning! Damn it, my ears are going deaf."
"Combat mode is like this. I have to turn up the volume to let the passengers notice the threat as soon as possible."
Delaman took the time to explain seriously, and then shouted:
"Rear flank, aim the particle cannon!"
"boom"
A dazzling red ray shot out from the defense turret of the spaceship behind Mason, leaving a wound like a knife mark on the sturdy armor of the anti-Superman armor that Delaman was operating to dodge quickly, and Mason was so frightened that his hair stood on end.
He grabbed the kinetic hand cannon in his hand and fired a shot behind him. A fist-sized kinetic bomb flew out and blew up the turret and a group of surrounding cleanup mad dogs.
The superb armor-piercing killing power of kinetic weapons was undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment. Even the biological spacecraft derived from alien technology could not withstand the barrage of bullets.
But the crisis is not over, because there are too many crazy cleaner dogs on this spaceship.
The kinetic shotguns on both sides of Mason's shoulder armor had emptied eight magazines and were overheating. Even two of the cutting saw blades used for close-range chopping on the armor were broken. This barely protected Mason as he approached the main control room of the spacecraft.
It was only because his constantly upgraded power armor was powerful enough, otherwise anyone else wouldn't even be able to get close to the looting spacecraft.
Mason hadn't felt it when he slaughtered the Cleaner garrison in the Old Spider World, but now that he was facing the fully armed Cleaner Corps, he felt the tricky pressure.
These mad dogs are not difficult to deal with, but their fearless style and the ability to move in groups give them "demon-like" characteristics.
Mason was very suspicious that the idea of building the Cleaners Corps was the dark wisdom drawn from Darkseid.
From a strategic perspective, there is no point in wasting energy on slaughtering these troublesome cannon fodder.
From a tactical perspective, even Mason, wearing power armor, could fail if he is not careful when facing so many mad dogs.
After all, the Cleaners are not barbarians who only know how to attack and charge.
After realizing that it was impossible for Mason, a tin can man, to win by close combat, these bastards immediately changed their tactics. They began to flexibly use the self-defense turrets in the spacecraft to slow down Mason's speed.
This move is really clever, and it fully proves that the cleaners will be very, very troublesome when given command.
"Mason! Hurry the fuck up!"
Zha Kang's roar echoed in the internal communication, and the black magician shouted:
"I have summoned the Hellfire five times, but that crazy Kolypso is still almost unable to hold on. The bombardment of these mad dogs is rapidly draining her energy!
The monster pirates' ships are almost all sunk!
Which genius came up with the idea of using a 17th century wooden ship to build a flying gunboat?
This is not an opponent of this size, even if they are all ghost ships, they can't withstand it. Well, they threw out some strange things, wait, I'll go take a look, we'll talk later!"
"Kinetic bullets exhausted, backup weapons online."
Delaman reported calmly, and the kinetic shotgun on the shoulder armor was thrown to the ground. Then Mason took out two hexagonal missile-mounted shoulder cannons from his bag and inserted them into the weapon slots, just like giving the power armor two small wings.
He hid in a torn blind spot. The particle cannons from all directions kept firing, causing the frame of the biological spacecraft to be burnt and emitting a disgusting smell.
"I'm going to rush over and open the main control room. You will operate this smart weapon."
Mason took a sip of brown|owl and a bottle of soothing agent to calm himself down. When the armor was closed, he said something to Delaman, who complained:
"You don't have any intelligent prosthesis in your body, so you can't use intelligent weapons. Don't worry, passenger, Delaman will ensure your safety.
The cockpit ejection procedure is in place and ready to be activated."
"Don't even think about it! I'm not going anywhere until I kill this thing!"
Mason, who was a little excited, was arguing with his onboard AI. At the same time, he seized the opportunity to jump out of his hiding place. The saturation activation of the gravity well made him rush forward at an astonishing speed.
The missile launcher mounted on the shoulder was also controlled by AI to fire at the six turrets in front of it.
These missiles are interesting.
They were not completely aimed but were just fired in a general direction, but the small missiles that flew out of the magazines seemed to have eyes, turning in the air with almost impossible trajectories and hitting the surrounding targets accurately.
This is smart weapon, the characteristic of the world of 2077.
Smart bullets combined with the positioning of smart launchers can track and search for enemies. The only problem is that the bullets are so small, and installing smart beacons can only reduce the amount of explosives, resulting in a decrease in destructive power.
And intelligent prostheses are needed to connect and operate.
This kind of high-tech stuff is usually used by the military or corporate agents, but with the help of the Next Life Team, Mason was able to catch this wave of benefits when upgrading his armor and weapons.
“Get lost!”
Mason kicked the hatch of the biological spacecraft in front of him, and the reactor on the chest of the Anti-Superman armor entered overload mode and was spinning so fast that sparks were almost produced.
The huge force released by the extreme compression reactor kicked the heavy door in front of them and the elite cleaners behind it away.
Amid the bombardment from behind, Mason was pushed into the main control room.
He didn't even have time to take a closer look before a grenade launcher popped out from behind the armor, and sixteen smart grenades designed specifically for killing personnel were fired out at once like flowers scattering from the sky amid Delaman's neurotic shouting.
These fist-sized grenades did not bounce when they flew out, but instead "stuck" to where they landed.
Then, with a sharp buzzing sound, the purple grenade body spun rapidly, and a scorching hot and sharp laser knife popped out from the hole in it, spinning three times at high speed and cutting all enemies within ten yards into pieces.
The process was extremely smooth, just like a good chef cutting noodles. It took only two seconds to clean up the main control room that was crammed with at least a hundred drivers.
Hmm...
The individual military technology in the world of 2077 is really crazy.
"Quick! Connect to the main console and upload the virus!"
Delamain urged:
"It is impossible to quickly make a flying machine of this size lose its combat capability by just using explosives or losing control of the flight. Only a virus program can do this.
Judy is ready for you.”
"Can I say this girl is really considerate? Whenever she gives men a chance, I will immediately throw myself at her."
Mason turned around and threw the remaining intelligent anti-personnel grenades behind him to block the pursuers, and then threw out a box of laser-triggered high-explosive mine launchers to block the entrance tightly.
He walked quickly towards the control console where the biological and mechanical fusion looked extremely evil and disgusting.
"Team K is very motivated but still lacks combat experience. Judy has prepared these for you based on the operational experience of the Next Life Team in case of emergency."
Delaman manipulated the armor to eject a data interface from Mason's wrist and plug it into the main console. He uploaded the virus while explaining:
“The Afterlife team has a complete set of tactics for dealing with technological enemies. I suggest that passengers exchange experiences with them after this battle.
Virus upload completed!
The spacecraft's fire control system is shut down, the weapon module's self-destruct program is activated, and the countdown is twelve seconds... Passengers, please prepare for ejection!
Three, two, one!
Go away! "
"Bang"
After a loud bang, the hatch above the main control room of this strange fish-shaped plundering spacecraft flew up with an explosion. Mason activated the gravity well and jumped out of it, flying higher into the sky and hovering there.
He looked down and saw the black fish-shaped spaceship under his feet staggering like a drunk towards the ocean below which was already a sea of fire. At the moment when the twelve-second countdown ended, every turret that was spewing flames exploded simultaneously, and the ammunition depot of the spaceship was detonated in an instant, directly shattering one-third of the ship's hull.
Like a dying beast, it crashed into the sea with its entire body burning and was quickly submerged by the rolling waves.
The destruction of one of the three cleaner spacecraft suddenly changed the situation on the battlefield.
Collipso, who had been badly suppressed under the heavy bombardment, suddenly gained confidence.
The savage and wild sea goddess dragged her bloody body with both hands, picked up the sunken spaceship from the rolling ocean, gritted her teeth and smashed it into the sky, forcing another looting spaceship that was still firing to lower its altitude and dodge quickly.
The result was exactly what the Poseidon wanted, and she roared like a barbarian.
Wrapped in lightning and storms, he ran and jumped above the waves, grabbed the spaceship, rode on it, and began to frantically dismantle the invaders' weapons of war.
In the sea beside her, only one in ten of the monster pirates who were forced to join the battlefield were left. Their ships had no advantage against the flying airships of the Cleaner Mad Dogs, and their old artillery could not hit these advanced gadgets at all. Even the sporadic soldiers who fell on their ships and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with them were far superior to them in combat effectiveness.
It was almost a one-sided crushing.
The only advantage is that these guys won't die...
Being forcibly pulled into the curse of the Flying Dutchman, the lives of these pirates fighting in the apocalypse were cursed and connected to the legendary devil's prison in this world.
As long as that place still exists, these cursed people will be quickly reborn in the waves even if they are blown to pieces.
This is probably the reason why Will Turner dared to fight the invaders to the death. As he himself said, they, the cursed ones, have signed a contract with this world.
As long as the world lasts, they will continue to fight.
But winning is not that easy.
"Ah! Look how beautifully the sea is rolling. Let Lord John give you some more fire!"
Just as Mason landed and prepared to reload his ammunition for another armor attack, he heard Zha Kang's roar.
This bastard rode his zombie flying dragon low over the war-torn sea, waving the trident in his hand forward, splitting the ocean in front of him into two with the surge of divine power, just like Moses parting the sea.
The seabed covered with ruins was exposed, and the Poseidon took the opportunity to smash the plundering spaceship in front of her onto the seabed.
Then, at Zha Kang's whistle, he waved the trident wand to close the ocean again. Billions of tons of sea water pressed on the struggling spaceship, making it difficult to climb, but Collipsso gritted her teeth and kicked hard as if to drown these monster spaceships.
"Mason! The last ship seems to be evacuating!"
Barbara's warning echoed in the team's internal communication. She shouted:
"I've detected some special life reaction. It's releasing something! Jason and I are going to take care of that ship. Be careful!"
Mason turned around and saw that as the last plundering ship was lifted into the air, a huge container-like drop capsule was ejected from its body.
The target of its fall was the already breathless sea goddess Clepso.
This made him feel something was wrong.
If these cleaners came to kill gods, even if Colepso was just a weak god, then they must have been prepared. Perhaps the thing that was dropped now is their trump card?
"She can't get away!"
The onboard AI Delaman suddenly changed from a calm tone to a nervous scream, shouting:
"She's going to die. There are strange life reactions in the box... Passenger! What are you doing? Dangerous operation warning! Please stop and accelerate immediately!"
"Her divinity cannot be obtained, it's that simple!"
At this moment, Mason transferred the energy of the Ark reactor into the gravity well module, allowing the Anti-Superman armor to pounce on the falling box at a speed close to the speed of sound.
He was calculating the landing point and direction precisely so that he could get himself stuck between the box and the Poseidon.
"You will die!"
Delamain shouted:
"According to my calculations, the survival rate of passengers is less than 5%! But passengers don't need to worry, the Excelsior package includes the placement and disposal of bodies..."
"Shut up! I'm not going to die!"
Mason snapped.
When he was about to calculate the landing point, he shouted:
"Eject the cockpit!"
"Whoosh"
The armor on both sides of the black Anti-Superman armor popped open, and Mason, who was wearing the Isu Vanguard Armor, was shot high into the sky with a whoosh.
The young man stretched his body in the air and grabbed the penguin umbrella, opening it with a bang, turning himself from falling into a shaky hovering state. Then, Zha Kang's quick teleportation spell pulled him from mid-air to the back of the zombie dragon.
The two looked back at the same time. The Anti-Superman Armor was still flying forward along the predetermined route, being controlled by Delaman and smashing into the container weapon that had fallen to the ground and was about to be opened. There was also the suspected schizophrenic onboard AI howling and screaming:
"Damn Mason Cooper! You're going to be…"
"boom"
With a loud bang, the Anti-Superman armor fell onto the box.
The next moment, a beam of black light burst out and stabbed at the sea goddess Clepso like a sword, but because the power armor accurately blocked the shooting path, it seriously weakened the speed and power of this thing.
The female sea goddess, who had no way of avoiding the attack, screamed and rolled on the sea, barely avoiding the black light.
"cool!"
Zha Kang clapped his hands and said to Mason, who looked pained, with a playful smile:
"Batboy's power armor was destroyed in less than half a month in your hands. Congratulations, my dear Mason. Perhaps you should have a new name, 'Vehicle Killer'."
"I have something better. The Fenrir armor is always ready."
Mason felt sorry for Shan Yin, but he still said stubbornly:
"Besides, I know the blueprint of that thing very well. I can make a new one at any time, so just shut up."
Zha Kang showed a vulgar smile, turned around and waved the trident as a staff, throwing the green Avada melons into the sky as if they were free.
With a legendary spellcasting medium like the trident, he could even cast magic like the Killing Curse instantly without any consumption.
A few minutes later , amid Barbara's cheers, she and Ertong completed the virus implantation just like Mason, causing the third cleaner spaceship to stagger and fall into the sea, exploding into a meteor fireball.
The two guys drove the magic lizards and bombarded the interior of the spaceship all the way, and the hacker lady Barbara kept uploading the system restart and overheating puppet viruses to the mad dogs' prostheses around to provide protection.
Its safety level is much higher than Mason alone on the mother ship.
The only problem is that Barbara's brain is rapidly heating up from constantly running the cracking program and releasing the virus, probably because she is "overworking her brain".
However, to Mason's surprise, his anti-Superman armor was not completely destroyed, because he soon received an apologetic reply from the intelligent AI Delaman:
"I'm sorry, dear passenger. The insults I just said were caused by the emotional instability of my branch AI. I personally have no prejudice against you, the passenger.
Your vehicle is in a serious state of damage. The Delaman program will cover the cost of repairing it to compensate for the mental damage caused by the swear words just now.
But the situation with your vehicle is a little tricky at this point.
I can't find the right words in the database to describe its current state, maybe you should go and see it for yourself."
"Look, it's not broken!"
Mason turned around and said to Zha Kang in a very stubborn and pale tone:
"It can still be used after some repairs, so I'm not a vehicle killer. This nickname is not auspicious."
"Oh, yes, yes, if you say it can be used, then it can be used."
Zha Kang rolled his eyes, waved his hand and summoned a purgatory fire to engulf the hundreds of cleaning flying soldiers that rushed towards it from all directions. He whispered:
"Maybe you and I have been playing together for too long. Look at your stubborn expression. You really look like me."
