The destruction of the Oasis Laboratory angered the Emperor, something that shouldn't have happened.

But later, in the mouths of the soldiers, he finally figured out the reason for the destruction of the laboratory - it turned out to be done when he went crazy.

What made his heart tremble even more was that he couldn't remember what was going on.

In order to make up for the loss of the experimental base and solve the shortage of supplies of equipment and raw materials, he had no choice but to find a relatively stable place to rebuild the laboratory and prepare for the next operation.

The army of the Faceless God of War has long been informed, this small town called "Neon Town" has a heavy weapons factory and downstream factories, and also has a large number of advanced manufacturing processes and abundant raw materials, which can not only rebuild the laboratory, but also can be used as a place to produce the core components of power armor.

Food supplies and other supplies were plentiful here, making it an ideal springboard and outpost for an assault on Mine City.

In order to continue to maintain the suppression of the mining city and completely cut off the main arteries of the trade routes in the southwest and west, he only sent about 8 or 900 troops to attack "Neon Town", accounting for about one-fifth of the main force.

Intelligence learned that the guards here had not been supplied for a long time, and they were already dissatisfied, and this was a good time to seize it by force.

The smoke and dust that the leader of the "Brotherhood of Steel" had seen on the city wall before was the emperor's mobile troops pouring in.

Commanding this attack was the General of Spades, who had just been reconditioned.

All combatants are battle-hardened elite aces, with a large number of off-road vehicles and armored vehicles, power mechs, and 3 "exterminators", as well as a supply unit 30 kilometers from here.

These manned power mechs are equivalent to the body's power exoskeleton, which can greatly improve the survivability of soldiers.

Power mechs can be sharper eyes, more alert ears, stronger backs, heavy weapons and more ammo, faster mobility, more firepower, more endurance, and, less susceptible to injury.

It is not only armor, but also a powerful portable tool that soldiers can entrust and rely on with their lives, and can do things that ordinary people cannot do. The power mecha of the ancient iron city is different from the ones produced in other places, and the concept is very different from the 80% of the arsenal in the mining city that replaces the brain command with intelligent chips.

In the Faceless God of War's perception, he values the soldiers' attack ability more than their defensive ability.

Although survivability is important on the battlefield, after all, there is nothing else to talk about when you die, but it is more economical to mass-produce simple mechs to replace smart chips with soldiers instead of smart chips compared to economics - manufacturing and personnel costs.

At this stage, he believes that flexible mobility and powerful firepower can achieve strategic goals and allow more orders to be carried out.

people, he has, and firmly believes that there will be more and more.

In order to implement this concept, the armor pieces designed by the Ancient Iron City Power Mecha are the lightest, but the most athletic and agile, and the most powerful firepower output.

Trained mech-combatants can even face an armored squad on their own.

"Since he is a soldier, it is natural to die on the battlefield!" This is a phrase that emperors often hang on their lips.

It's not easy to stay alive, and it can't be said that the Faceless God of War is ruthless to his soldiers, but in this era, he obviously values their loyalty more than anything else.

All soldiers operating the power mecha are implanted with a control chip to stimulate the soldier's nerve center through a microsensitive voltage to achieve the best dynamic balance with the mecha. Although ordinary people can also control power mechs, their dexterity and reflexes are obviously much worse than those of soldiers with chips.

After fighting Lin Wenlai and coming into contact with the Obsidian Hunting Regiment, the Faceless God of War gradually realized that he was not the only one in this world who was different from ordinary people—he was also highly vigilant against those cultivators with extraordinary abilities and monsters that had strengthened their bodies.

At the same time, he had a strong desire to consolidate his rule and build a unified empire with greater power.

There must be a reasonable excuse to wage war, and it is essential to occupy the moral high ground. The treacherous aristocrats of the Mine City gave him this rare excuse.

Even if the nobles didn't do anything particularly objectionable, he could still find an excuse to mobilize the fanaticism of the people, and to use the furious war machine at full speed.

Once, just a glance or the slight flutter of his mask would arouse everyone's enthusiasm. Not to mention that a simple handshake can make countless people on both sides of the street burst into tears, burst into passion, and even faint.

And now, he didn't want to do it anymore.

In the face of the surging crowd of hundreds of thousands of people, he only needs to stand quietly, and he doesn't even need to have any expression on his face under the mask, just let the sun shine on his cold mask, and some kind of great enthusiasm will automatically brew, rise, and explode in people's hearts.

He is also convinced that all it takes is to find the hidden human genetic code: stem cells, for example, with infinite or immortal self-renewal ability; Being able to produce at least one type of highly differentiated daughter cell allows him to live longer than most people.

He longed for eternal life.

This kind of research has already received positive feedback from his own body, and his researchers have made amazing progress after analyzing his body cells.

The "virus sample" brought by the messenger of the Obsidian Hunting Regiment strengthened his idea, if he could know what kind of reaction this thing could produce when it acted on a person, or on his body, and what kind of ability it could provide, then he would try it anyway.

The organization of scholars secretly established for this purpose, the "Infinite Power", would obviously be able to obtain more secrets for him. He longed to build an empire, an eternal empire, but it was like a big gamble, and he put all his life on it.

In a trance, he remembered how he felt when he was sent to Space City 2 as an observer in the three years after his first experiment.

At that time, Space City 2 was still floating in the Earth's far Earth orbit, not heading towards Saturn, but only an International Space Station under the jurisdiction of the "Planetary Council" - only having the infrastructure to grow into a space city.

The earth seems to orbit around the moon, accompanied by the blue planet that is not filtered by the atmosphere, and the strong sunlight slowly rises on the porthole, making the eyes of everyone in the space city moisten.

There, for the first day or two, people pointed to their hometowns. By the third or fourth day, people began to point to their continent. On the fifth day, there was only one thing on everyone's mind, and that was our earth.

He suddenly realized that there was no need for any war on Earth.

It was just a planet, and humans were fighting around like little ants on it, and whether it won or lost, it still floated silently.

History always likes to repeat itself over and over again, especially those wars that keep going on.

They are always caused by the same similar excuses, similar conspiracies, and similar shameless greed. There is no difference except that the scale is getting bigger and the means are getting more and more brutal.

Those ancient emperors, religious leaders, powerful kings, and strongmen who once ruled one side only owned it for decades, or even just a few months, in the long period of 4.6 billion years......

"Boom!" Another shell landed in the town, destroying a 5-story building.

"Boss...... Boss save me! ”

A thug struggled and crawled out of the rubble of the building, his face covered in filthy blood and his back charred and blurred. Behind him was a small pickup truck carrying power armor.

The "Wasteland Revelers" lifted the broken pillars that had been pressed against them and stood up with incredible strength.

After he turned around and jumped on the pickup, he lifted the covered canvas and got in, several horizontal cords immediately buckled his waist, and white gas erupted from both sides of the mechanical breastplate, covering his entire body and slowly closing. This is a modification of an industrial mech made in Mine City.

After a few seconds, green lines lit up on the cold mech, and then more and more lines followed, and the mech activated, two multi-barreled cannons sticking out from behind and resting on their shoulders.

"These bastards, don't want to steal anything from the 'Brotherhood of Steel'!"

The mecha stepped several meters in one step and locked onto the "Exterminator" who was still slaughtering in the distance. The muzzle of the shoulder cannon erupted in a long line of fiery flames, and the flames spewed out a deafening roar to the side and rear, like a death step striking on people's hearts.

"Dada-Da-"

The Exterminator's body instantly retreated under the impetus of great kinetic energy, one thigh had been beaten and deformed, but it still did not fall, and he reached out to grab a thug in front of him as a meat shield.

"Roar—"

The barrel of the cannon had turned red, the scorching metal had fired an unknown number of hundreds of bullets, and even the walls near the building were covered with mottled bullet holes, and a puff of smoke blew through, blocking the mech's view.

"Hah, bastard shit! Look you're still rampant! ”

The wasteland reveller erupted in a wild laugh, and before the laughter could fall, a dark shadow rose up.

He was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the figure in the smoke, and the mechanical iron arm clenched his fist and blasted towards the figure.

A scorching air current, the thick arm that had turned red in front of him, made the mob leader break out in a cold sweat - only to see, the mechanical arm touched by the blood-soaked arm immediately looked like metal in lava, sizzling white smoke, and slowly softening.

Bloodless than lava flowing from the thick veins?

Even when he was sitting in the cab, he immediately felt a hot wave of air all around him, and the guy was red all over the next second.

"Not good!"

He let out a scream, subconsciously waved his iron arm, and threw the "Exterminator" out of the air with all his might.

"Boom!"

The Exterminator blew itself up in the air, a piece of the mech's chest recessed, and a stream of hot metal broke through the last thin layer of armor and hit the mob leader's shoulder, burning him to the point of screaming.

The massive shockwave sent the entire mech slamming into the building behind it, until it crashed into a concrete wall before it stopped sliding.

Fortunately, he is a mutant, and although he can't move one arm anymore, he is not in danger of life.

The leader of the mob struggled to his feet, and the power mech was still able to walk, but just like him, one of the mechanical arms had been scrapped, and only a few scorched steel bars and cables were left in the heat of the electric fire.

"Hahaha - see? That guy isn't invincible, he can be killed! ”

The leader of the mob laughed wildly and jumped onto the wall.

However, the sight in front of him made him stunned for a moment.

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