In the beginning, the scientists who had been underground before the outbreak of nuclear war did not interfere more with the surface world where a full-scale thermonuclear war broke out, out of professional caution.

Then they discovered that the effects of a full-scale thermonuclear war were much more exaggerated than the calculations had predicted.

…… The devastation has indeed given these scientists a desire to save the world.

As a result, because of his nerdy spirit, he had some conflicts with the remaining residents of the wasteland.

The rest of the people found out after the calculations if they wanted to save the world...... Even saving a small piece of wasteland overhead will have a direct impact on their daily lives.

So the hot blood that had not yet boiled immediately cooled down.

Especially in the future, synthetic humans and molecular delivery technology have made great progress.

These scientists are even more unstoppable, and completely use the wasteland above their heads as their own testing ground.

As soon as the army calling itself the "Human Innovation Alliance" appeared, the academy knew of the existence of the other party.

Before the academy could think about what to do with these uninvited guests, the army began to hunt down the synthetists all over the streets.

The Academy, which discovered the misrepresentation, immediately severed all contact with the surface synths.

The "synth" hunters on the mission also withdrew to the base before they were discovered.

This spirit of strong men and wrists is commendable.

They even had the idea that if they did, they would just leave the place after a wasted effort.

Even if the other party stays on it all the time, there is no problem, and the scientists of the academy believe in the ability of synths to fake and realize.

As long as you figure out how the opposite side detects synths and develop something targeted, then sooner or later the other party will become a new test subject.

It's a pity that they underestimated the strength of the "Human Revolutionary Federation", and they didn't expect that Dr. Braun, the great scientist who once presided over the design of this underground research base, had already jumped to the opposite camp.

When the third "important" test was declared a failure because of shaking.

Dr. Virgil of the Biological Sciences Department rushed out of his lab where he had been staying for most of the month with a look of rage.

While rushing back, he shouted: "How many times have I repeated!" My experiments must not be disturbed! What the hell are you doing...... Well...... You guys? ”

Dr. Virgil, who rushed into the hall, suddenly found that there was a sense of tension in the originally relaxed and soothing underground space.

The Academy scientists and assistants, who had been in a high-flying posture when facing the "wasteland dwellers" and "synths", were looking up at the ceiling with nervous and dazed expressions.

Subconsciously followed Dr. Virgil, who was looking at the sky together, only to see the top of the underground base, dotted with lights like a starry shell, was shaking rhythmically.

"Someone wants to break the shell of the base from the outside!!" The nerds still have a reaction to what happened.

"What? It's a thousand meters underground! If you want to dig so deep with the technology of outsiders, you will only bury yourself in the middle! One scientist objected loudly.

"Of course I don't know why the other party is digging so deep, I just know that the other party has dug on top of our heads!" After Dr. Allen, the leader of the Academy's synthesizer branch, finished speaking, he said to the synths beside him:

"Stop recycling the first generation of synths, distribute weapons to everyone, and tell Kroger to take his father to safety!"

"Yes!" The third-generation synth, who seemed to be no different from ordinary people, saluted.

Soon, the first-generation synths with only metal skeletons on their bodies, the second-generation synths with a layer of artificial leather on the outside of their bodies, and the synths who were no different from normal people all took up their weapons and gathered in the hall of the academy base.

At the same time, these weapons, which can fire condensing beams (zishuiqiang), are also arranged in the hands of every natural person according to Dr. Allen's orders.

Many scientists who have never touched a weapon in their lives almost hurt their own people because of a misfire.

The mess did not affect the vibration of the base shell.

With a screeching grinding sound, the last protective casing was pierced by a metal drill bit.

As soon as the drill bit had passed the last line of defense, the drill bit had turned red due to friction overheating, and its heat melted the nearby line.

The starry overhead light was immediately half extinguished.

"Oh, this can't be ......," the scientist who shouted it didn't know what was impossible.

The first drill bit appeared, followed by more bits that broke through the outer shell of the academy base.

The bits did not stop after they broke through the shell, but continued to rotate to drill down.

The scientists and assistants who had never faced such a scenario were able to remain calm, except for a few selected from the wasteland dwellers, such as Dr. Virgil, who had just been furious.

Everyone else let out uncontrollable screams.

They didn't look at the road at all, and in order to avoid the synthetics of the "master", the originally neatly arranged formation was also chaotic.

Although Dr. Allen, the leader of the synth department, remembers the order to fire, it is a pity that in this chaotic scene, it is impossible to gather fire...... Not even the hits are lacking.

However, judging from the effect of those condensing beams that hit, it seems that even if the fire is concentrated, it doesn't make much difference.

Soon, the first drill rig completed all the drilling tasks, and the five- or six-meter-high cylinder smashed into the fountain in the center of the academy base in the form of a free fall.

Perhaps the last ornamental fountain in the wasteland, reduced to ruins by this blow.

The nearby synth carefully approached the main body of the rig with his weapon, and there was a loud "duang".

The shell more than a foot thick was kicked open from the inside, and the nearest synth was directly smashed into a cookie by the shell because it couldn't dodge.

"Damn it! Why come in head-down! As the leader of the commando team, a non-commissioned officer of the inner ring who had participated in the alien mothership boarding battle, after rolling out of the landing bay in a head-down position, he was very embarrassed to hold on to his somewhat crooked helmet and said.

"Who are you? Do you know what this place is? Dr. Allen, the leader of the Academy's synthesizer branch, looked at the deterrent style of the Thunder-type power armor and plucked up his courage.

Hearing this question, the Master Chief of the Inner Ring glanced at Dr. Allen, and was about to start a battle cry when he suddenly remembered His Majesty's request before leaving.

After hurriedly summoning the lines of "Academy Scientist" on the display screen in front of him, he coughed lightly and said seriously:

"Following the resolution of the Council of Supreme Lords of the Alliance, the procedure for your arrest is now being carried out on suspicion of crimes against humanity, crimes against civilization, and war crimes."

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be evidence at trial."

“…… That's right? ”

Aside from the last line, which is obviously selling cuteness, the content expressed in the first half of the paragraph makes Dr. Allen fall into a state of confusion.

Crimes against humanity? Crimes against civilization? War crime? It has been many years since these crimes have been committed in this world.

However, before Dr. Allen could figure out how to taunt the guy in front of him, the head of a third-generation synth flew in front of his eyes...... Dr. Allen remembers the identity of the other party, the RX-66, the second most powerful stalker after Kroger.

More and more drill bits smashed into the interior of the academy, and out of the human Revolutionary Union soldiers were dressed in the same red livery as the inner ring master chief in front of Dr. Allen.

Compared to this Master Chief of the Inner Ring who was lucky enough to encounter an "Academy Scientist" when he first came out, most of the other soldiers encountered synths who stopped in front of him.

According to Mishan's order, before the other party lays down their weapons and surrenders, they only need to "cut off their heads" to deal with synths.

As a result, a certain Shiba Inu sitting on the brass throne was staring blankly at the pile of synthetic human heads in front of him...... Is this really a head?

Recently, these employees have been under their hands...... Ahem, big demon, why is the head of the offering so strange?

Do you have to hold an in-service staff meeting to instruct them on how to recognize their heads?