Side story: The author's process of becoming an apocalypse tank

'Poof~~~~~'

The gunshots were still echoing through the warehouse, and I felt a tingling in my back, and then the sharp pain knocked me unconscious. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before I lost consciousness, I saw a huge heavy tank in my head, driving out of a factory, and then marching with the troops to victory.

How could there be, such a strange, marquee...... (Hammer: It's all like this, and you can still complain about such an inconsequential question?!)

When I woke up, I was on a ventilator with a large five-centimeter-diameter hole in my left chest.

I'm in a state where I'm bound to a machine with several large robotic arms tied to an upright machine. What kind of play is this?,Could it be that I'm going to keep on a ventilator in the future and will,Will it become an RBQ?!

It's better to die. (Hammer: Comrade, you're really thinking about Nimado.) )

Calm down, calm down, you are a staunch red party member, you have to be calm, there must be a way.

Thinking like this, I began to look around, here, why is it inexplicably familiar?

By the way, isn't this the same satellite that EA once put in it? to make an FPS game with Red Alert as the background.

Isn't this what EA announced, what the inside of the Soviet War Factory looked like?

Did I cross over?

"Yo, yes, I woke up in only three minutes, and it's a good thing. ”

The screen above the gate of the war factory lit up, and a big sister appeared on the screen, but her clothes were a bit of a forced combination of the PLA military uniform and the Soviet military uniform. (Although the PLA's uniforms seem to be a combination of U.S. and Soviet uniforms.) )

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

"Bring a hero back to life. ”

Resurrection, resurrection of whom, me, I am a hero?

"What do you mean? Am I a sacrifice?"

"You are a sacrifice and a master. ”

"Okay, can you explain it to me?"

The big sister on the screen elegantly ruffled her hair: "Of course you can, Allied Machine Niang, it's a brain transplant." Imperial Machine Niang, is Avatar. Our machine girl was produced in the most barbaric way. ”

I didn't understand these words at all, and I couldn't even understand them. I had no idea what this 'madman' was trying to do to me.

"Give her adrenaline! Don't worry, you'll have an easy time after that." ”

"What?!"

Before I could react at all, the adrenaline from the two major needles had already pumped into me, and I could only watch and do nothing.

In the midst of the tension, the two mechanical arms took out two red-hot armor plates directly from the stove next to me, and stuck them directly on my calves, one left and one right.

"Ah!!!!!h

And that's not all, two more robotic arms holding a longer steel plate attached to my thigh left and right, and then four more of the same steel plate are sealed from the back.

At this point, I couldn't feel the presence of my legs, and I just watched the two welding guns weld the armor plate, which was so good that I couldn't even see the spot welds.

I watched numbly as two more robotic arms kept hitting nails in my legs, and a large number of 'needles' penetrated my legs, and now my legs were completely unconscious.

After about twenty minutes, I saw two trapezoidal, Lego-like objects attached to my legs, and then the robotic arms took ten load-bearing wheels and mounted them on top of the 'Lego bricks'.

Tracks, is this going to turn me into a Transformer or Iron Man?

Now I'm completely self-defeating, and there is a good saying: life is like ***, since you can't resist, then enjoy it.

When this step was completed, the big sister on the screen asked me, "The next process may be a bit heavy and painful, do you need anesthesia?"

I looked up, looked at the screen, and made a decision that I thought I was crazy about: "I don't need to, what's next?"

"Your personality and choices are exactly the same as hers......"

The robotic arm moved again, this time on the raised robotic arm was a large drill bit, and I drooped my head and watched in silence as the drill quickly burrowed into my lower abdomen, and then hollowed out my abdominal cavity at a very fast speed.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

It felt like a long time, and when I came back to my senses, several mechanical arms were already filling my stomach with something to turn me into a Terminator?

Then there were some details, the mechanical arm hanging me in mid-air, and it was easy to sew things up, such as sewing me together with flames that I don't know what I didn't know, and installing a few secondary guns on my legs, and a few anti-aircraft missiles on my back.

But the most eye-catching thing is a large cylinder attached to the waist, and two huge cannons are installed on the tentacles protruding from the large column.

"It's all done, finally give you the engine, your heart. ”

"What am I now?"

"You're a tank now. ”

What??? I'm a tank now?

But it's true, look at this shape, and the five pairs of weight-bearing wheels on your legs, eighty percent of them have become which version of 59.

"You are now one, the Huaxia Apocalypse tank, and the only 59-H tank in the world. ”

59 changed ......

"Why me?"

"She chose you. ”

"Who is she?"

"She's you. ”

I just fell to the ground now, and asked for a long time in vain.

The robotic arm approached me with a square heart with a distinct hammerhead sickle logo on the heart.

The engine was installed just as quickly, and after the installation was stitched, the robotic arm placed me on the ground with a tank that looked exactly like me parked next to me. It should be said that I am the anthropomorphic image of this tank.

I tried to take two steps, then waved my hand, and then it was time to get acquainted with my new body, and in the process I realized that I could actually take all this whole pile back into my body. Eh, I'm obviously only the size of a sixteen-year-old JK, let's not talk about those two big thick pipes, you can explain to me where the big bunch of anti-aircraft missiles on my back are going.

"I know what you're thinking, don't care about those things, can you use science to explain things that are not scientific in themselves?"

"You seem to have a point. ”

"Now you have two options, one, we use special technology to disguise you as a normal Type 99 tank, and if you stay here, maybe you can still have a relationship with the commander. ”

"Another option, we can teleport you to another, better, place where redism has been realized. ”

Do you still need to choose? Any commander who still wants to the tank, do you say yes? (You don't want to see my book, even if it's pure love!)

"I'll pick the second one. ”

"Don't you really think about it?"

"I'll pick the second one, don't think about it. ”

'Warning, Chrono Teleportation Approaching Medium ......'

With a flash of blue light, I appeared on a pink bed with a five-star red flag sticker, and I can definitely say that the girly heart of the former owner of this place must have exploded.

It was a very ordinary room, bed, study desk, wardrobe, dressing table.

Before I could come to my senses, a red-haired girl who looked taller than me ran in and said, "Comrade Apocalypse, you're back." ”

I saw a line written on her arm: SCP-516

"Yes, I'm back. ”