The old door slammed open, and a faint light shone into the dimly lit warehouse, and the dust in the air signaled that no one had visited the place in a long time.

Heavy footsteps stepped into the dusty floor, empty echoes colliding back and forth on the smooth walls.

Keitel walked to the door, his mechanical arm slamming against the wall, the still bright light snapping to illuminate the entire warehouse, and the sound of gears turning came from the four walls.

Keitel slammed the door shut, panting and walking to the middle of the warehouse, where a dusty iron chair stood quietly in the middle of the warehouse.

"Jack, take off my machinery, quick!" Keitel gritted his teeth, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his face was pale.

"Colonel, your injuries are a bit serious, you can't take off the machinery immediately, or your life will be in danger." The blue hologram frowned and examined Keitel's body, "I still suggest, give you a numbing first, and I'll give you a simple operation." ”

"Whatever you want, just get the damn thing down." Keitel leaned back in his chair in exhaustion, gasping for air.

"Okay, leave it to me."

As soon as Jack finished speaking, the spotlights in the four corners of the warehouse suddenly turned on, and four blinding pillars of light focused on Keitel's location, and several huge fans turned on to blow the dust in the warehouse clean.

The sound of gears in the wall resounded, and the seat that supported Keitel's body slowly rose, and the ground below the seat recessed into a dark passageway, and a hospital bed bound by chains replaced the floor.

After the position of the hospital bed was fixed, the chair slowly lowered, and the back of the chair was rotated 90 degrees so that Keitel was lying flat on the seat, and finally he was placed on the hospital bed very carefully.

A large mechanical arm protruded from the wall on the left and right sides, moving nimbly around him, and soon, all the chains were firmly tied to Keitel's body, revealing only the right arm that was faintly oozing blood.

"Colonel, I'm going to start." Jack took one last look at Keitel before he started.

Keitel didn't speak, just nodded heavily.

A small gap fell from Keitel's neck, and a syringe filled with clear liquid was raised, which quickly pierced into his neck, and the liquid decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Keitel's spirit gradually withered.

After the effects of the medicine began to work, Jack finally got to work.

The stout robotic arm separates dozens of small tentacles, each of which flexibly rotates in an eerie arc and attaches precisely to each rivet.

About five centimeters from the tentacle above its head, a stream of white air erupted, and the rivets fell off.

Jack carefully controlled the tentacles to lift each rivet in turn, and the five-millimeter-thick steel plate covering the outside of the machine was gently removed by the tentacles, revealing the artificial organs inside the machine that were used to feed Keitel's life.

The next step was crucial, as Jack needed to reach into the part where the robotic arm was connected to the internal organs, and remove Keitel's right arm intact while keeping the other parts as intact as possible.

Jack sighed, at first he persuaded Keitel that it would be good to connect the arm from the outside, and if the arm was damaged, it would be easy to take it down and repair it, but on the other hand, the flexibility of the arm was not as good as the current machine that completely or even surpassed the bionic one, and Keitel took a fancy to this degree of flexibility, so he insisted on using this model of machinery.

But this is difficult for a lot of microbrains, because this bionic machine is too complex, a small mistake can lead to life-threatening, Jack had warned Keitel about this, but in exchange for only one sentence:

"My men are almost dead, and I'm content to be alive, but if I had to spend the rest of my life with a sluggish machine, I'd rather die directly."

Jack shook his head, as a medium microbrain with an emotional system, he was often troubled by these deep memories, and it didn't matter if he usually stayed in a secluded place, but now was not the time to let his mind fly.

The small tentacles drilled through several gaps with great precision, removing the ten rivets that were connected around the arm as much as possible without touching the other parts.

When the rivets are removed, the tentacles do not emerge from the body, but remain inside, waiting for the next arm to arrive.

The right arm, which had lost its support, fell to the ground with a bang, and various precision parts in the mechanical arm were scattered all over the ground, and the oil flowed out of the broken 'blood vessels', like the blood that flowed from the real human arm after being cut off.

Jack controlled the mechanical pliers with a solemn face and grabbed his right arm, only to see that the palm made of pure space steel was impressively imprinted with the fist mark of a small circle of No. 1, and the three-millimeter-thick space steel on the surface was forced to dent it.

What's even more terrifying is that the structure of Keitel's entire right arm was almost shattered, and the injury was almost worse than the bones in a normal person's right arm were all shattered.

To put it mildly, this injury is only the ability of a soldier like Kettel to survive such a long time, and if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have fainted and fainted.

Jack set aside the badly damaged right arm, which was going to have to be rechecked when Keitel woke up, but it wasn't to be discarded.

At the same time, the idle little tentacles began to clean the debris of Keitel's body, not only his arms, but also many parts of his body were damaged or cracked, but fortunately, the shock absorbers in his body played a big role, and most of the debris was located in some inconsequential places, and only needed to be cleaned up a little.

When all this was done, a new arm was taken out of the warehouse, attached to the shoulder with the precision of a spaceship's docking.

The long-awaited tentacles re-fastened the rivets and exited Keitel's body in the same way.

A large tentacle repairs the damaged parts of the body and installs them, and the cracked parts are stitched together by a laser, and finally, the largest five-millimeter-thick steel plate is covered, and everything is done.

When the work was done, Jack retrieved all the tentacles, and the noisy warehouse finally returned to calm.

Marshal Taylor's Mansion...

"Roar!" With the roar of a leopard, the claws of a blade flew like a blade and grabbed at the burly figure standing in the middle of the courtyard.

"Boom!"

"Poof."

In just one second, the leopard's upper and lower jaws were completely separated, and the lower jaws were completely detached from the body along with a large piece of flesh on the abdomen.

By the time the leopard reacted, the tide of severe pain hit the world, but the poor leopard could not make a sound, only a pair of large round eyes showed the unimaginable pain that the leopard was experiencing at this time.

"MacDonald, get me four more tigers!" Covered in blood, Staunt stood proudly in the middle of the courtyard, calling out to his butler. Around him, there was a mountain of beast corpses.

"Young master, you've fought enough, if you continue, I'm afraid your body will ......"

"If you want to lead you, you will lead, where is there so much nonsense!"

"Yes, yes." MacDonald wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his own young master usually treats people very kindly, but when it comes to this kind of time, he basically doesn't recognize his six relatives.

"Grandpa Mike, you don't have to go, it's not a way to let him fight like this." A silver bell-like voice came from outside the door, a wisp of red clothes floated into the courtyard, and there was a hint of anger between the girl's charming brows.

"Miss Catherine." MacDonald hurriedly stepped aside and bowed respectfully to the girl in red.

"Grandpa Mack, what's wrong with my brother? Why don't you persuade him? Catherine looked helplessly at the old butler who was trembling in front of her, even if she was angry, she couldn't take an old man who had been with their family for so long, but there was still a question that should be asked.

"Miss, I'm ......"

"Sister Catherine is here?" Tang Jinglan smiled and walked down from the upper floor, she had been quietly watching every move in the courtyard on the second floor while Stetter was angry and slaughtering the beast.

"Sister Lan, you're here too. Why don't you persuade my brother? The girl's voice instantly became cheerful, and she jumped into Tang Jinglan's arms.

"Your brother is really angry this time, and it's a good thing for him to vent." Tang Jinglan gently stroked the little girl's head, this wild girl, who was less than eighteen years old, had already dyed all her blonde hair red.

"That's not good, he's the heir of our Chris family, and he needs to learn to control his emotions, could it be that he wants me, as a cousin, to take on the burden of supporting the family, right?" Catherine rubbed into Tang Jinglan's arms and pouted mischievously.

"Roar!"

As the earth-shattering roar sounded again, the killing in the courtyard began again, and in a few moments, the four corpses were tossed aside like garbage.

Stetter was covered in the blood of the beast and his snort was quite heavy, MacDonald and Tang Jinglan hurriedly moved a recliner for him, and the therapy robot stepped forward to massage his tired muscles.

Catherine walked over to the beast's corpse and crouched down to examine the beast's corpse.

"It's so amazing, even the skull is shattered." Catherine fiddled with the leopard's bloody head in amazement, without the slightest fear that a normal girl should have, "The bones of every beast are also broken, brother, it seems that your human modification experiment has been successful!" ”

"Human body modification? Sure enough..."Tang Jinglan's eyelids twitched, but she immediately returned to normal and continued to massage Staunt like a nobody.

MacDonald glanced at Tang Jinglan warily, and after confirming that she was not reacting, he gave Catherine a look. The little girl spit out her scarlet tongue playfully and ran up and down to play.

"It's a kid in the end, it's just by nature) I love to play." Tang Jinglan said with a smile.

"Miss Tang, she is not too young, and there will be a coming-of-age ceremony in two years." MacDonald replied respectfully.

"Really, it's only been two years?" Tang Jinglan glanced at the little girl who was playing with the corpse of the beast on the side, and smiled slightly with her thin lips, "Time flies so fast."