It is clear that the last dozen APU mechs and Jim Guardians have already died. The Battle of the Tarmac was completely over, and the Zion Defense Army was thus completely annihilated.

The situation has clearly gotten worse than it could have gotten worse. Smith became the last one to laugh.

How would he torture himself? The weak Yuan Hao only felt that he was powerless for a while......

Is this the end of my endless journey?

Yuan Hao was helpless. He could only close his eyes.

He waited for the final arrival.

But a few seconds later, it was not Smith's butcher's knife that approached Yuan Hao, but a body that was still warm. It was placed in front of him, and Yuan Hao felt it slightly, and immediately recognized the spiritual fluctuation. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see the soldier covered in blood, his spine bent at a strange angle, and as soon as he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood, interspersed with broken internal organs. It only takes one look to know that the soldier's life will not exceed ten minutes.

Looking at this life that had just been alive, Yuan Hao's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and the feeling suffocated him, he asked in a weak voice, "You, what do you want to say?"

The soldier's godless eyes had long since lost their ability to focus, but as soon as he heard his voice, a bright light jumped out of the depths of his eyes, and he struggled to open his mouth and said word by word: "Don't ...... Die...... Only...... Are you alive...... We...... Talent...... Vengeful ...... Wish...... Zion...... No, it doesn't work...... But your ...... The base is still ...... Stay alive...... With...... We...... Wish...... Together...... Stay alive...... For us...... Avenge. ”

These few simple words made the loss of his vitality speed accelerate sharply, and when it came to living, he had lost the ability to control his vocal cords, his lips trembled and tried his best to open and close, but he could no longer say a word, only the bright light in his eyes, under the light of the fire, still beating tenaciously.

"Boom!"

A blazing electromagnetic current suddenly rushed into Yuan Hao's field of vision, and he couldn't see anything except a miserable white.

As if out of instinct, an ominous premonition suddenly became extremely strong in Yuan Hao's heart, and for a moment, he even forgot about his qi induction and mental power scanning, and just desperately opened his eyes to look at the soldier's location, even if the afterglow of the electromagnetic current still stayed on the retina.

All he wanted to know was what had happened to the young man who had sacrificed himself to keep hope.

The white discomfort gradually subsided, colors and vision began to emerge, and when Yuan Hao finally readjusted to the darkness, the scene in front of him made him stunned for a moment: the soldier's eyes were still wide open, but the light of hope had been completely extinguished from his eyes, and a scorched black piercing wound in the back of his heart was wordlessly telling the loss of another life.

I don't know if it was extreme shock or dying helplessness, Yuan Hao just opened his eyes wide, looking at the life that had just passed away not far away.

Voiceless.

No interest.

Unconscious.

The silence is like the death of the excess.

This is indeed the realm of death, and there is no living person here except Yuan Hao and Smith.

Yuan Hao looked at him blankly, and the sorrow in his heart was unspeakable.

At this time, the remnants of the battlefield gradually disappeared, the darkness was heavier than the thick ink, and the smoke of gunpowder was low, as if it was transformed into a monster with sticky teeth and claws, as if it wanted to swallow up all the life and hope in this heaven and earth.

If you want to scream sadly, I cry and laugh!

This is a world more desperate than death, although it is only a brief moment, but Yuan Hao is ordered to realize from it that it almost drives people crazy and silent.

Suddenly, a drop of blood slipped from the soldier's uncooled sideburns, dripping onto the cold and hard ground, and with a soft "click" sound, it shattered into a small blood flower, bounced off the ground, and then fell to the earth again.

A soft sound, a touch of red, made Yuan Hao's pupils suddenly contract.

In the thick darkness, the blood flower was still bright as a fiery red, instantly stinging his eyes and heart.

These people who have been struggling......

These soldiers have been protecting the safety of the community......

He suddenly felt that his insistence on being detached and calculating had suddenly been broken, and he felt that he should do something for these people.

At least their own revenge for them!

Kill their enemies and perpetuate the human race. Although this will not revive them, it will at least allow them to walk with peace of mind.

So......

As soon as Yuan Hao made up his mind, Smith's piercing words rang out: "A worm like this ant should have died a long time ago." ”

"You ......" indifferent words, full of contempt, made Yuan Hao, a human being, furious. For Yuan Hao, Smith's words were like dripping hot oil on the fire, causing the originally faint spark to suddenly burst into flames.

The power surged out again under Yuan Hao's spiritual change. Yuan Hao thought of Neo's trust and entrustment, thought of those eager eyes, thought of those figures who followed one after another, and thought of those weak but blazing lives like flames, and a shattering spirit could not be contained.

With a long roar, he stiffened his grip on his dissipating consciousness and unconscious body, and stood up tremblingly. The green fluorescence that was about to disappear was suddenly gathering behind him at this time, rising up, and turning into a flying bird with a slightly hazy face.

Smith was getting carried away, and at first glance he saw Yuan Hao standing up like a god, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, Yuan Hao's oil ran out, just the blood loss on his body could kill him, and the spiritual power he inspired at the cost of his life was also exhausted, and even the ability to fight back with strength was completely lost, it can be said that there was no longer the slightest threat, but somehow, as soon as Smith saw Yuan Hao's eyes, he saw that they were as deep and vast as the universe, and they were by no means a pair of eyes that a dying person should have, and he felt a sense of great calamity.

It seems that standing in front of him is the god who decides the long river of fate, but he is an insignificant ant.

This feeling frightened him and made him angry.

"This human must not be allowed to survive, even if he only has a second left to live. Thinking like this, Smith grinned and grabbed Yuan Hao's neck like grabbing a helpless puppet: "Then, goodbye, Mr. Yuan Hao." ”

Yuan Hao looked at him, as if waiting for him to twist his neck with force, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile.

"Oh...... Damn!" Smith felt an inexplicable palpitation, and he threw Yuan Hao out, like a child who had suddenly caught a snake, completely forgetting that as long as his fingers were slightly exerted, Yuan Hao's life would be wiped out immediately—his mind was completely controlled by an unusually strong fear.

He instinctively wanted to stay away from this human being, the farther away the better, and even the idea of killing Yuan Hao with his own hands disappeared without a trace in this instant.

"Smack!" Yuan Hao's broken body was thrown far away. In mid-air, his limbs swayed weakly with inertia, a bit like flying. Just as he flew out, a large group of mechanical octopuses swarmed up like wolves that smelled blood.

In Yuan Hao's last bit of consciousness, the mechanical octopus was overwhelming, the red electronic eyes revealed the coldness of evil and killing, countless open tentacles were like the scythe of death in the distance, and against the background of darkness, there were ruins everywhere, the world collapsed in burning and exploding, and the entire space was filled with billowing smoke, as if the end had come.

After a roaring torrent of steel, Yuan Hao, who was no longer human, was nailed to the ruins by a mechanical octopus. Thick metal tentacles pierced through his chest, and hot blood splattered out, staining the iron-gray metal red.

But Yuan Hao is not dead.

He gulped out blood, containing countless fragments of internal organs, and with each mouthful of blood, his face became even paler, and by the end, his face was as white as snow.

But in the depths of his eyes, there was still a flash of flame-like light, like a candle in the wind, fluttering.

But it just refuses to be extinguished.

Smith flapped his dark red wings and slowly rose in front of him. Separated by tens of meters of space, the powerful force field is far away.

"Why?" Smith suddenly asked, "Why are you still holding on, why are you refusing to close your eyes? You can't live anymore! Mr. Yuan Hao, why are you still refusing to accept defeat until now? Why are you not willing to die just now?"

Yuan Hao's flowing blood fell down his body to the ground, and soon gathered into a pool of blood. The faint and unruly light in his eyes still shone brightly.

A nameless tyrannical mood suddenly rushed into Smith's mind, and he became unusually furious, and he yelled, "Is it for some kind of belief and not just for yourself?Can you tell me why?Do you know that you are for freedom or for truth? or for peace? Then it is love? It is an illusion!"

Mr. Yuan Hao, it is whimsical! It is a castle built by a cowardly wise man! It is just to prove some meaningless existence! Everything is as fake as the matrix itself, even though only human beings can invent such a boring thing as love.

You shouldn't fail to see it, you should wake up, and you can't win if you continue to fight, and there's no point in continuing to struggle. Why Mr. Yuan Hao, why do you still insist?"

A series of questions blurted out like a cannon, and by the end, Smith's frantic roar had already activated the energy of the electronic runes, and countless hideous dark red lights crackled around him, and the terrifying energy pulled out a huge air explosion.

But no matter what, Smith never dared to bully Yuan Hao within ten meters of him.

"Waiting for death is not my personality...... And I'm from Huaxia!" Yuan Hao said with a smile as he vomited blood.

"Huaxia?" Smith was a little confused, "What does such resoluteness have to do with the fact that you are Huaxia?"

"In human history, the Chinese civilization is the only civilization that has survived from ancient times to the present. Compared with other civilizations, we have suffered and sunk, but we have never given up our perseverance, we have not given up hope. So tenacity is one of the imprints engraved on the bottom of each of our hearts.

Don't give up at any time, we firmly believe that we can stand up again! Whether it is the first ancient wilderness, or the despair and sinking after the glory, or the depression of the changing times...... We may have been weak, but we have not perished.

As long as you don't exterminate every Chinese person, then we will eventually stand up. Even if you kill me, it's useless, I've already sown the seeds. You have mastered the earth but not the sky, you are bound by gravity...... In the end, it will fail!" Yuan Hao smiled, smiling very happily, his eyes looked at Smith, but it seemed deep and distant, as if he had seen the final destruction of mechanical life.

"You ......," Smith was furious, "you know what? What I hate the most is your eyes......! I hate him, so I'm going to ruin him!"

Saying that, Smith smiled evilly, and an idea came out, and the mechanical octopus that was approaching Yuan Hao shook his whip violently!

......A black shadow flashed, and Yuan Hao only felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

He was blind, under the whip of the mechanical octopus.

A distinct scar ploughed out of the corner of his eye, across his eyebrows, and through the corner of the other eye, like a blood-colored word. Blood oozed and slid down, blurring his cheeks.

"How's it going? What does it feel like to fall into darkness forever?" Smith scoffed, "Look! I can do anything to you, and you can't stop me without power!

"No......" Yuan Hao was still denying him, "Power is just power, and only the mind can control power...... I don't approve of your righteousness. ”

"I don't expect your approval!" Mr. Yuan Hao...... Smith narrowed his eyes: "I know your stubbornness, so I just want to kill you now!"

With that, he stretched out his hand, and the second tentacle of the mechanical octopus curled and opened, piercing Yuan Hao's chest like lightning, directly penetrating his heart.

"Hehe!" Yuan Hao was still smiling, even though he was weak for a second, he was still smiling. And as he laughed, the green birds suspended behind him became more and more distinct.

"What are you laughing at? I hate your laughter! Shut up!" Smith snorted angrily, and another tentacle of the mechanical octopus pierced Yuan Hao's throat.

The throat is where the voice is made, it is penetrated, and Yuan Hao is naturally unable to make a sound.

But Yuan Hao's laughter did not stop, because Yuan Hao's voice was no longer coming from his throat, but a shock from his soul.

"You ......," Smith felt that something was wrong.

"You can't kill me!" Yuan Hao's laughter stopped for a moment, and a clear voice appeared in Smith's ear: "Smith, you are doomed." ”

"Not necessarily!" Smith denied with annoyance.

The next moment, as his command was issued, another tentacle of the mechanical octopus pierced out like a sword, pointing directly at Yuan Hao's head.

"You can't kill by piercing your heart, you can still speak by piercing your throat, but what about piercing your head? I don't believe you can still live if your head is blown off. Smith laughed maniacally, anticipation flashing in his eyes.

"Die!" the tentacles advanced instantly.