Verse 609: Passing
After the meal, Marlin wanted to take Marshal Constantine to meet his Fort Carter Front training progress - for half a day today, the instructors already had first-hand information, and they thought that it was a good thing that these soldiers had enough faith in defending their country.
And the bad thing is that they have nothing but faith, and in the eyes of the instructors, these soldiers need to be reformed in all directions.
That's bad news, but Marin thinks it's a good thing tooβthese deficiencies were exposed a day earlier, and after his instructors had been trained, the sweaty soldiers would be able to shed less blood.
It's just that the news from Jason caused Marin to abandon his afternoon trip - there was a window of almost six hours in the Oslo area, and the year-round snowfall finally stopped for a short time, Marin confessed to His Excellency the Marshal, and then he asked Tonkin Spencer to take over his task - this commissar is currently the most popular candidate for chief policy, the veteran is now out of business, and Tonkin is the most convincing presence among the commissars.
His bravery, his fearlessness, and his loyalty are beyond reproach.
Marshal Konstantin expressed cautious optimism that Marlin had asked his coupon, Kim Spencer, to preside over the afternoon's combat training.
Marin had to tell His Excellency the Marshal that Tonkin was definitely the best person to do besides him, and then left the command post.
Coming to the northern base through the teleportation channel, Epps has now transformed this place into a brand new factory, and mechanical prostheses are being made every day, for Marin's arrival, Epps made a welcome, knowing that Marin is going to Oslo in the north, he expressed a certain uneasiness: "It's very dangerous there, one of my mechanical reconnaissance teams disappeared when they searched there, and the follow-up search bees also lost their signal, very dangerous, Mr. Marin." β
"It's nothing, I'm going to go, because in a long time, my daughter will go there and find something, and I have to help her clean up some monsters." Marin said as he opened the armed box that had been sent to him.
"Then you must need a helper, I'll do it." Epps said.
"But your body is a living body, Eps." Marlin looked at the kid, "It's okay, I have Jason." β
"Yes, leave it to me." Jason specially built a set of mechanical armor for himself for this event, and like Marlin, he uses miniaturized mechs, but is armed enough, such as thermal blades that can pop out of his arms, two 40mm grenade twin launchers (six rounds of ammunition), can hold two light laser launchers, and its legs can be transformed into blades, and the eight spare modules on the waist can be used as war hammers, and can also be excited as grenades, the most lethal under the crotch of this armor, Jason frantically loaded a reloaded burst laser emitter, six cooling barrels, and the eight spare modules plus the two modules mounted in the rear, plus Oslo's natural cooling environment, enough to keep this thing going on for half an hour.
Marin expressed some concern about Jason's big dick because it was too violent in every sense of the word.
Jason disagreed: "I made this thing with materials that my search team dug out of the ruins, do you know how tough it is?" With that, the mechanical body slapped the laser emitter hard.
Then under Marin's gaze, the thing snapped and broke.
"Nope! My big gun! Jason screamed and hugged his head.
"Let's tear it down, to be honest, the guy is too long, and fighting indoors can only be a burden." Marin sighed, and fundamentally made a conclusive evaluation of Jason's big gun, and then he began to wear his own power armor - because the material is not enough, in order to give enough protection, this power armor can only fit Marin's paternal bloodline, in other words, this thing is only about one meter three in height, otherwise it will be at the cost of reducing the thickness of the armor and the output.
Putting on his power armor, Marlin picked up the heavy laser rifle in the armament box - this thing uses a heavy barrel, and the high-power laser concentrator brings more power and damage, in a world full of demons and monsters, a quiet guy can bring a safer and more peaceful experience to everyone.
"So, how are you going to get there?" Epps asked as he watched Marlin and Jason arm, and asked with his doubts.
"We've cobbled together a transport plane from the airport over there in Farol, and it should be over here right away."
After Marin finished speaking, he walked up to Eps and hugged him: "Take good care of this place, Eps, believe me, humanity will one day use what you have worked so hard to make." β
"I will, Mr. Marin." The little guy nodded vigorously.
Marin and Jason, who looked a little sullen from removing the launcher, got on the platform.
"An air unit has been detected, and it has been confirmed that it is a Harrier transport boat, can this thing still fly?"
"Of course you can, after all, it's from six hundred Harriers, and if you can't fly here, then you look down on the quality of this thing and my craftsmanship." With that, Jason looked a little happier again - he made this thing after all.
Ascending to the ground, Marin pulled up the soft hood behind the power armor, this kind of covered armor has enough vision, and at the same time, wearing a mask can achieve no temperature chromatic difference in infrared vision.
"Oslo, the gentleman's best memory, is a pity, like the memories of mankind, destroyed." Jason sighed behind Marlin as he followed Marlin to the transport plane.
"Does he like Oslo a lot?" Marin sat down and looked at Jason.
"Yes, I heard that he saw a little beauty there, with wavy blond hair, skin as white as porcelain, and a smile like a charming angel." Jason said this, and the red light of his electronic eyes turned pink: "Although I have only heard him say it, but I have seen his appearance, and I feel that it must be the most attractive woman, otherwise Mr. would not have forgotten him." β
"It's just a pity that it's all ruined." Marin sighed.
As the door of the transport plane closed, Jason sat down next to Marin, and he was silent for a moment: "You're not wrong, if that thing was still on the weapon rack under my crotch just now, I wouldn't be able to sit down right now." β
Marin shook his head: "I told you, if luck is not on your side, no matter how big the guy is, it is useless. β
"You didn't tell me that, I swear by my memory." Jason retorted.
Marin cleverly chose to change the subject: "Speaking of which, did you really confirm that location?" β
"Don't worry, I have confirmed the room where the child lived, according to your account and memories with Madame Cross, and I have found the dead guy in the room, and it is still fresh, and the unlucky guy thought that he would reap something good, and ended up putting his own life in it." Jason took the opportunity to tell everything he had investigated.
"That's great, just go in from there." "I remember Cross saying that there was a hole in the wall there," Marin said. β
"Well, but there's no hole in there." Jason has a different take on this: "I think you'd better go over the rooftop. β
"No, I've thought about the hole there, maybe I made it." Marin had seen the photos of those three locations before, and in his opinion, the big hole might have been broken by him.
"Hmm...... Judging by the possibility, it is indeed possible, but Mr. Marin, what if it is not? β
"Then we're going to smash the second window." Marin said, "I just need to enter the corridor and check if it's the corridor that Cross remembers, and then I can tell if it's the target I'm looking for." β
The transport plane soon reached the skies over Oslo, and after turning on the submersible mode, Marin stood in front of the open hatch and used the telescope to confirm the target window.
"That's what we're aiming for." With that, Marin took a few steps back, then began to accelerate, and then he jumped out of the hatch and into the room.
After landing, Marin turned his head to look at the entrance behind him, compared the gap in his memory, and then showed a satisfied smile: "Look, Jason, this gap is highly consistent with all the memories I knew before. β
Jason jumped out of the gap, and he glanced at the gap, "Is this what fate is called?" β
"I think it should be." Marin smiled and nodded, he turned his head to look at the already dead explorer: "This guy is lucky to be able to go deep into this kind of place, but that's all there is to it, fate can't always smile at a gambler, one day, the gambler will lose everything." β
After speaking, Marin came to the corpse, ripped the nameplate representing his identity from his neck, and then walked to the door: "Jason, let's go." β
"Okay, I'll deal with that on the left behind the door?"
"No problem, I'll leave it to you." Marin pushed open the door and looked at the dark corridor, he pulled down the glow-in-the-dark goggles on his forehead: "Give me the one on the right." β
"Okay, let's go." Jason patted Marlin on the shoulder behind him.
Marin raised the launcher in his hand and fired into the depths of the corridor as he walked out of the door, and in the next second, flames and sparks flashed in the depths of the corridor, and the chaos penetrated by the high-energy laser beam fell to the ground.
And behind Marin, there was also a screeching sound.
"This is the hallway, let's go, Jason, it's time to bring a father's greeting to those Chaos." Marin grinned.
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Fate guides the tech hunter like the pole star that points to the north.
Awakened in a dilapidated room lit with a small campfire, the left eye of the rabbit orc, with a completely distorted appearance, retracted with the light of the campfire, and the mechanical prosthetic eye flashed with coldness.
Her right eye has the most red color.
She took out her family heirloom pocket watch from her pocket, checked the time, and confirmed that the dive had only taken her less than ten minutes, and that the enchantment in the room was still working, and no one knew that someone had changed her own fate in the past ten minutes.
Standing up, pulling up the hood of his well-fitting combat suit, and putting the multispectral goggles on his face, the red one-eyed lens began to work properly after zooming in several times.
She came to the door of the room, and took one last look at the dead corpse by the wall, it was the old era of technology hunters, the forerunner of the old era with a sword and a revolver came to the end of his life in this room, and after I don't know how many years, people with the same ideals and beliefs as him appeared here again.
The identity tag around his neck has long been taken, and it is unknown whether it is his successor or his companion.
But in any case, may your Lord have mercy on you, and may the latter leave this place of chaos and death.
Telling a proverb that had not been answered for a long time, she pushed the door open, pointed her gun forward, and glanced behind her, as if she had been infected by something, she smiled, and then pulled the insulated neck ring from her neck.
This is Oslo, and before the Great Apocalypse, it was the best industrial base in Europe, with a large population, a large number of factories, a large number of drones and intra-atmospheric airships that will never be missing postcard references for the city.
But since the beginning of the Age of Apocalypse, this place has never been suitable for people, and spirits, revenants, xenos, and chaos have ruled here.
Nearly 1,800 years ago, in the Last Wave of Death, Xenos and Chaos were banished back to their worlds, leaving only the spirits and the Spirits of the Dead, especially the Spirits, remnants of the old era, and even the Great Doom, that still cried in the city.
The violet lamp didn't work under the muzzle, and the tech hunter walked cautiously down the hallway, full of dead spirits - the poor people who were bound in place had no sense of the old days, and only the last memories of them were praying, crying, holding their children and waiting for death to come.
They don't understand that death is already here, just as they can't see the decaying corpses beneath each other's feet.
Please, save me.
The whisper of the revenant echoed in her ears, and her will completed the confrontation of the whisper, turning the muzzle of the gun pointed at the revenant, and the flash of the purple light under the muzzle directly purified it, and the revenant soul around it had just become hideous, and it gradually calmed down because of the turn off of the purple light.
This is the world of the dead, and any life that comes here will only usher in the final end of each other.
Life cannot be eternal, but death can.
Fate is really unfair.
With this in mind, the muzzle of the silencer pointed to the right, where a ripping beast that had just emerged from a crack in the wall had no time to open its mouth before a large-caliber bullet had already emerged from the muzzle, and it had been quiet but still deadly after its journey in the most efficient silencer.
Bullets burrowed through its forehead and then swept away the entire back of its head, tissue, slurry, and bone fragments dotted the walls behind it into a scene of abstract masters.
Raising the muzzle of her gun with the help of recoil, she looked at the ceiling in the form of skinned human-ghouls, some of whom had died in the corners, some of whom had become so horrific.
The circle on the silencer was activated, and the bullet with divine aura traveled the entire course, eventually burrowing into its right eye, flying out as it drilled through the back of its head, and struck its spine in the tumble.
Before it hit the ground, the killer used psionic energy to catch the corpse, which had died again.
The muffled sound of gunfire and bullet casings falling to the ground, as well as the sound of things falling to the ground, had alerted the nearby undead, their scarlet souls scanning the hallway, but unable to see the tech hunters shielding their breath.
Stepping out of the hallway, he pulled a flare from his waist, and the moment it pulled away, a warm and soft light lit up in front of it, and its owner threw it behind him.
The souls of the dead are spontaneously combusting, and the dead of the old days, ignited by divine energy, are finally reduced to ashes.
The guide who purified them swiped open the mechanical door in front of him with the ID card he had obtained earlier.
She held up her gun and pointed it at the corner where there was supposed to be a monster, only to find that the monster was already dead there...... No, it's hard to describe this dry skeleton as a monster.
What is fate playing a joke on?
Bewildered, she cautiously pressed forward until she was in another position, drawing her pistol and pointing against the wall to the ceiling at the other end of the cornerβthere was nothing on it, and she raised her head and lowered her head to see the dead body in the middle of the road.
It seems that someone had been there before she arrived, but it was impossible, the ID card could be swiped open the door behind her, which meant that the place had been closed all along.
Puzzled and puzzled, she continued on her way, the youngest daughter of the House family had never been so nervous as she was today, she walked a short distance, stretched out her hand, and opened the door to the side, where there should have been a ghoul slamming open the door, giving it and its prey a double surprise.
But now, when the door opens, all you can see is a ghoul nailed to the wall by a chair leg, long dead.
She walked up to it and glanced at the metal rod, which pierced through its chest and pinned it to the wall.
This...... This is an old-fashioned alloy wall.
With awe of her innate power, the rabbit man moved on, she turned over the floor in front of her again, and saw the skinner who had already been trampled to death, this monster was good at attacking from the ground, but this time it was dead underground before it could even attack.
Eventually, she came to the gate with doubts.
Giving herself a blessing spell, drinking holy water, replacing it with a new magazine, recharging the flashlight under the muzzle, adjusting the angle of the goggles, and swiping her ID card on the card reader as she prepared herself, the door opened.
On a bench at the farthest point of the room sat a headless corpse, its head embraced by itself.
A longsword pinned the corpse to the chair, and she approached them, confirming that it was the old longsword of the Northern Kingdom, and that the blessing spell on it still existed...... It's a very powerful weapon of the gods!
Nearly two thousand years later, the enchantment effect on this weapon is still there, no wonder it can decapitate this lich with a single sword, no wonder it can directly purify its soul.
There is something else this person can't do.
Even if you only get this long sword, you won't be able to run for nothing this time, this is an extremely precious cultural relic.
Although she didn't run in vain, she felt that she hadn't been able to find what she was looking for, and the rabbit girl turned around a little discouraged, and at this time, the goggles scanned the text written in the blood of the spirit on the wall behind her.
Nanaki, my dear descendant, I heard your story from your grandmother Kloss, and learned about what you had to face, and when I heard that your grandmother had always wanted to help you who might die in this adventure, I chose to help you, I killed all these monsters, and sealed this place with a sacred ritual, thinking that after the tide recedes, there will be no more chaos and xenomorphs here.
It's supposed to be very safe here, so it's a birthday present from 1,800 years ago that I gave you, happy birthday, love you, child.
Without any sign of money, the girl named Nanaki came to the box pointed by the arrow under the wall, opened it, and saw the circuit board she had been looking for.
It was only then that Nanaki remembered that today was indeed her birthday.
While she waited to open the teleportation channel, she glanced at the circuit board in her hand again.
With it, the union will be able to reactivate the nest capital of the Kalinin region, and humanity will once again take a big step towards the Black Zone.
And Nanaki, who had never thought that she would be able to reach the era of her ancestors directly in the deep dive, noticed that there seemed to be words in the corner.
They were completely illegible, and Nanaki stroked the words, which seemed to be names and phrases.
It was her culmination, Nanaki thought happily, that she had gone to that era, and that the apex of that era seemed to have learned the news from his wife, who had come and solved all her problems.
Thank you, my apex, and although I, like my ancestors, have no way of knowing who you are, I know that you love each and every one of us.
With a satisfied smile, the girl who opened the teleportation passage and returned to the coordinates of Copenhagen's main square walked out of the teleportation center, jumped on her motorcycle, and rode all the way to the Tech Hunters Guild.
"Nanaki, something found?" The human boy who watched his companion walk in asked.
The answer she received was a board that seemed to be 90 percent new: "This is my birthday present." β
The bunny girl said a puzzling conversation.
The guild's tech appraiser shouted and picked up the board.
Nanaki struggled not to notice how much income the board would bring her, and she smiled a little shy at her friends.
The boy looked at her and finally smiled and stretched out his hand: "Happy birthday, Nanaki." β
"Thank you, can you help me celebrate my birthday tonight." The rabbit spirit girl sent out an invitation.
She was waiting, waiting for an affirmative response.
And he nodded, and gave her a definite answer: "Okay." β