Flushing, NY

Smoke filled the streets, ruins everywhere, explosions and howling streets, and a camouflage taxi flashed in the middle of the street. The debris of the building that kept dropping the body of the pen, fun and pavilion www.biquge.info caused varying degrees of damage to the beautiful optical camouflage.

In particular, a hideous scratch across the right-hand side of the body completely spoils the beauty of this urban cruiser.

The windows of the cockpit are not all raised, and the crisp electronic sounds from the on-board brain can be faintly heard from time to time.

"Finding the mutant gene and initiating the cure procedure."

"Complete genetic annotation and activate nanoworm swarms."

"Dividing and proliferating is complete, engulfing mutant genes."

"Mutant gene clearance, repair of gene defects."

"The repair is complete and the vital signs are stable. Start the wake-up program, cerebral cortex electroshock countdown, 3, 2, 1! ”

"Oh......" With a hoarse exhale, the taxi driver opened his eyes suddenly. Take a few deep breaths, stiffen your neck, and lift your groggy head off the wheel. Leng Buding remembered something terrible, and his eyes quickly turned to his arm.

On the thick and powerful right arm, it was still the only familiar bullet mark brought back from the battlefield. Even the row of stitches left behind by the medical stapler is quite a lot. But...... What about the porcupine-like thorns that kept coming out of the pores before......

It's gone?

"UJR, what's going on?" The code name of all in-vehicle intelligent brains is UJR. Only between the brain and the brain, there will be a detailed identification serial number distinction. This binary code with a very high security key is impossible for humans to remember. So for the sake of convenience, all the on-board brains are affectionately called UJR by their respective drivers. Even veterans omitted their names and used their own license plate numbers for identification.

"A secondary response event occurs, Sweepers mode is activated." The on-board intelligent brain gave the most simple and clear answer.

"Wow......" The driver's eyes lit up. All camouflage taxi drivers know from the first day that unlike the driving modes of normal cars: normal, snow, mud, sand, and sport, the driving modes of the UJR Urban Cruiser are divided into: Rovers, Sweepers, Stormers, Terminators, and Destroyers.

However, rummaging through the various buttons in the cockpit did not find a way to activate the other four driving modes. This has become one of the biggest mysteries in the minds of veteran drivers.

Now, the answer is right in front of you.

The veteran driver, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, completely forgot that he was still frightened by the terrifying mutation that had occurred in his body a second ago. Having said that, the veteran of the battlefield who crawled out of the pile of dead people has not much left to be afraid of except for fear itself.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the unlocking interface that appeared on the high-tech holographic windshield window, a trace of solemnity suddenly rose in the heart of the veteran driver. This indescribable sense of mission seems to have only been experienced when he first stepped onto the battlefield.

"UJR, the Boss is ten times the salary, this is the day I am waiting." Before reaching out to unlock it, the driver suddenly asked with a smile.

"Yes." What came out of the car's brain turned out to be a strange but familiar male voice! The veteran driver's heart, which seemed to be wrapped in a layer of "Full Metal Shell", was inexplicably excited. Because, the person who answered him was the boss in his mouth. Your Excellency the Lord who returned safely from Geneva to New York.

"Roger, Boss." Without hesitation, the veteran pressed his thumb up.

"Sweeper mode activated." Before the words fell, a sudden change occurred!

It's as if the whole dashboard has come to life in the sky and on the ground! There are constantly all kinds of high-tech and high-tech modules that rise from the open panels one after another, and swarm towards his body!

The veteran's poor vocabulary and overdrawn imagination are simply powerless to describe what is happening in front of them.

After a click sound that is characteristic of high-tech modules being put together, the body is wrapped in a thick shell! The eyes are black again, and the whole head is also trapped!

There was a brief silence, and the horizontal midpoint of a pitch-black perspective was suddenly divided into two halves by a rapidly elongated light.

On the horizontal midsection, this brighter and brighter light suddenly expands outward, illuminating the upper and lower halves of the black curtain.

When the light that illuminated all the perspectives faded, the veteran finally returned to normal vision.

However, the code snippets that seem to float in front of you, line by line, and the prompts that keep popping up and disappearing, all show that this is not a normal human perspective.

Fortunately, the on-board intelligent brain quickly solved his puzzles: "The assembly of the Iron Man III power armor is complete, the whole system is running normally, the quantum communication chain is activated, the secret key is uploaded, and the identity verification is successful." Connect to the core database, retrieve the 3.01 Armor Operation Instructions and the 1.18 Combat Teaching Module, aim at the blank hippocampus, and prepare for memory burning. Countdown, 3, 2, 1......"

"Hum-" There was a bang in the head, and the scalp was numb as if it had exploded. The veteran subconsciously closed his eyes. Consciousness is like a wild horse that has escaped from the leash, rushing forward with the tunnel of white light that keeps flying backwards in his mind. After an unknown amount of time, the tunnel of light suddenly disappeared.

The world swirled, as if the consciousness of being washed into the sewers again, distorted with the whole world.

I don't know how long it has been.

When the dizziness became bearable, the veteran struggled to open his eyes. In the moment of opening his eyes, the distorted world and the inverted perspective magically returned to the level.

It's still that miserable and dilapidated neighborhood.

Without the perspective of code snippets and tooltips, it is rare to have a clear view. If you look closely, only in the upper left corner, there is a soft light prompt, which is constantly flashing.

Before the veteran could ask, a new memory poured in.

All the questions that veterans want to know, memory can give easy-to-understand and accurate and detailed answers.

It's like playing a question-and-answer truth or dare with yourself.

"I see." The veteran tried to concentrate, and the on-board intelligent brain immediately received the brainwave signal sent by him and completed the feedback.

The Power Armor's communication interface quickly pops up in the right view.

The gasps, shouts, shouts, curses, calls for reinforcements, requests for rescue, tactical codes, attack codes, ...... All kinds of noises converge in the ears.

The veteran burst into tears.

This is a battlefield that he knows so well......

"CT10086 call for reinforcements, I'm stuck at the Flushing subway station! Damn, I still have women and children in the back row! ”

Hearing his companion's call for help, the veteran came back to his senses with a sigh: "CT10086, I'm CT10010, I received the message, and I'm ready to go." Complete. ”

"Come on, buddy! 100,000 urgent! Complete! ”

Taking a deep breath, the veteran driver is about to take the steering wheel when the holographic window and his holographic eyepiece light up at the same time as the warning (why a warning and not an alarm, it's simple: light is faster than sound).

Boom -

With a loud bang, the heavy body flew out sideways, and the waist crashed into the convenience store in the middle of the street.

Fragments flying. A skin-scaled monster with no human form at all was holding its head and howling in place. The distorted sound even interfered with the electronics in the car.

"Level 3 bestial mutant. Body disinfection, tissue regeneration, biochemical scales, bioelectric fields, electromagnetic sensitivity. "The in-vehicle intelligent brain has found similar mutation patterns from the constantly updated mutation database on Staten Island.

"Roger!" The veteran driver opened the door with force, and when he saw the large pieces of optical camouflage on the body of the car that were intact but exposed to the primer, his eyes immediately turned red. I thought that a three-inch-long scratch made him feel distressed for many days, and now he was peeled off a layer of skin by this dog's fork!

"Scrape Lao Tzu's car?!"

Pull out a super-stylish Gauss assault rifle from the armrest box, and rain bullets around your head!

"Die, trash!"

Scarlet rays burst out of the muzzle!

Mutants who feel the crisis of death dig the ground on all fours and struggle to hold their bodies in the face of the death barrage!

However, the hard cuticles and scales burst like cardboard shells. Shattered into a rain of blood!

Click-and-click-

It wasn't until the anger in his heart was finished with the magazine that the veteran suddenly released the trigger.

Except for the slight jerkiness of stuffing the new magazine into the magazine, everything was incredibly smooth. Just as the clone Chris's genetic memory stores Chris's powerful fighting instincts, the fighting skills honed by this nine-death veteran in the decade of the war on terror have long been deeply rooted in his genes and blood. Become an instinct!

It's just a change of gun!

Alarmed by the noise of their companions falling apart, the mutants in the vicinity begin to converge towards the center of the street.

"Activate the Mutant Gene Radar." Through the quantum data link, the intelligent brain, which controls both the camouflage taxi and the Iron Man kinetic armor (remember the difference with the power armor), immediately activated the high-tech radar integrated by the UJR, and shared it with the veteran's individual armor in real time through the quantum information chain.

"The target group is locked, and the attack sequence and attack pattern are optimized." The brain is incredibly powerful.

In a daze, he became a veteran driver of future soldiers, and slowly realized what high technology is.

Taking a deep breath, he swooped down into the two balls of batat monsters, which were completely irregular, and raised the barrel steadily.

Click!

The line of fire is racing. The Batgirl blows head-on to flesh.

Turn your wrist and slash across the sky with swiftness. After a few shots, the flying monster was cleared.

The muzzle of the gun was pulled back and fire head-on. The retreat man who rushed out of the ground crashed headlong. Crispy and raw crumbled into minced meat. The soles of his feet shook, and before the claws could break through the ground, the warrior flipped back in the air, the muzzle of the gun pressed down, and the line of fire penetrated the fragile asphalt road, blasting the sneak attacker into chicken fertilizer (you read that right!). ）！ After landing on the ground, he knelt down on one knee, and with the strange smell of the ten-meter giant that had never been rumbling, he gently sent it with his left hand holding the barrel.

Bang -

The electromagnetic grenade whizzed away, shattering a thick, hard fang, and stuffing it into his mouth.

Boom -

Bloody bone fragments have turned the entire center of the street into a hedgehog, and the whole world is scarlet! Especially the roof with bone spurs and damp and hot miasma, I can't bear to look at it directly! The gut-dripping intestines and the hail of minced meat whistled and fell. The rain of blood that splashed in the sky stained the lower half of the building scarlet.

One person, one shot, the veteran who emptied the heart of the street sat in the cockpit before the blood collapsed: "Call CT10086, CT10010 is going to the rescue." Hold on, man. ”

"Roger! Tighten up, man. ”

Chasing the rain of blood, UJR sped away, and the airborne intelligent brain, which had been testing the veteran's various biological indications in the background, became more and more satisfied.

The face is not red, and the heart is not beating. Shoot steadily and accurately. Guns are deadly, and they are never merciful.

This is the veteran.

The frenzy of annihilation formed by the convergence of mutants was intended to overturn the whole of New York with a wave. As a result, when the tide receded, those war fortresses and war machines built by Wu Chen all over the city were like stubborn reefs, standing proudly!

When 100,000 war drivers activated the sweeper mode one after another, they became future soldiers, and the invincible army of mutants was beaten to cerebral palsy!

All kinds of sourness, oh oh don't stop, don't stop!

A group of dirty and sticky aborigines who answer watery and hot roasting do they know what is called high ~ technology!