Chapter Seventy-Four: In the Mist
The energy supply and energy conversion of the Mark-Beelzebub suit are not as good as those of the Tony Suit that is currently in service. Stark's improved Mark suit over and over again.
Not to mention the thin armor and tight space for storing bombs.
Their only advantage is that even in the deep fog, they don't give priority to roaming fly-men.
In fact, it is conceivable that this type of steel suit was created for the purpose of exploring this kind of foggy world that is completely separated from the real world.
Although the combat strength is weak, it is indeed far superior to the life support suit on Harry's body.
Seven or eight pieces of armor controlled by Friday were like 10,000 enemies and 100 people in ancient times, slaughtering wantonly in the fog with the sight of thermal imaging functions, and the physical fitness of the fly people was not comparable to that of steel creations.
"Tony. Stark's steel suit is indeed much more clever than your Titan. ”
George said to Harry.
The latter's Titan suit would definitely be a tank-like existence if it appeared on this battlefield, with a weight of hundreds of kilograms that flies could not shake, and the thickness of the armor close to the US Army's main battle tank made it a nightmare for carbon-based creatures.
But this thing is expensive, extremely poorly mobile, and has a single means of warfare and environmental adaptability far inferior to the Mark series.
If it is used here, it is estimated that it will not be able to go far before it will have to break down and wait for rescue.
Harry said, "The Titan suit is only in its first generation, and when I work with Arcie to update her to the fourth or even fifth generation, we should be able to crush the minus-digit active non-main suit in the encounter." ”
The non-main suit he refers to is the suit that is now controlled by the AI and is still in use, but Stark no longer wears it.
"Arcie is very optimistic about the prospects of the Titan, she said that under the premise of developing a high-energy ion shield, the combat means inside the atmosphere will eventually tend to be high-saturation long-range strikes and giant short-range combat weapons."
Peter said,
"The development chain of the Titan suit will definitely tend to become giant in the end, as long as it is equipped with an ion shield, it is estimated that it can really become the king of land warfare."
Speaking of giant mechs, George comes to mind of another armor family.
Hunter armor.
Seen in Pacific Rim.
Maybe Harry's Titan suit will eventually go in that direction.
Flymen have begun to break through the lines and appear on the edge of the blazing light.
The body of a desperate believer is like a torch that will never be extinguished, erecting a circle of light around it that will not collapse.
It stood up and crushed a fly-man's neck with an arm stronger than a monster.
The thing struggled after it was killed, and it didn't completely lose its life until at least two minutes later.
"Far inferior to the combat effectiveness of the aliens."
"But it's a staggering number."
The sharp demon knife in George's hand leaned forward, and it was released in an instant, so that the other two had already cut the body of a fly man without seeing the slightest movement.
The body tissues of the fly people are very similar to those of humans, with internal organs, brain structure, and limb structure.
George even suspected that those who disappeared into the fog eventually became such creatures by some strange force.
They can't even be said to be living things anymore.
There is no pain, no fear of death, and the ability to heal itself is amazing and infinite.
More like some kind of biological weapon.
Or the Legion of the Immortals.
Ancient Persian ...... Undead Army!
The undead are also known as the Eternals. This army existed 2,500 years ago, and it is recorded that it was a warrior from the Netherworld, specializing in hunting human souls, which could not be killed or defeated. For hundreds of years they fought tirelessly for the king of Persia, their eyes darker than the starless night, and their mouths full of fangs. These creatures have no soul and are the Praetorian Guard of King Xerxes, the elite of the Persian army, arguably the deadliest army in all of Asia. They are pale-skinned, tall and thin, and their presence on the battlefield represents an undying duel.
The number of fly-men is simply uncountable.
There are shadows in the fog. They reached out their long, crooked fingers to touch the edges of the light emitted by the Desperate Believer, and their fingertips immediately emitted gray smoke.
Burn marks permeated their entire palms almost instantaneously.
The weakness of these creatures still seems to be the heat.
"It feels like these things aren't even as effective as the Zetari soldiers we've seen in the New York War."
Peter easily tied up a fly-man with spider silk.
The spider silk constricted, slicing the thing's body.
The muscles are denser than humans, but the bone density is similar to or even less than that of humans.
If it appears on a frontal battlefield, not to mention the over-the-horizon missile bombardment, which is the most representative of modern warfare, even a second-level large-scale torrent of steel, or even a frontal charge by a group army, can easily break down the defenses of these things.
The only trouble point is the contagiousness they can have.
And the terrifying vitality of the fly people, as long as the central systems such as the heart and brain are not damaged, they can continue to drag the mutilated body to fight, which will greatly increase the loss when cleaning the battlefield.
Friday, as an artificial intelligence, adopted a three-three defense method in the process of controlling the suit against the fly man.
That is, the three suits are a group, which are horns and complement each other.
This greatly reduces the opponent side of each suit and increases their combat surface.
Although there are hundreds of flies in the vicinity, and the number is growing.
However, a team of suits only faced six to ten flies at the same time, and they were basically able to maneuver with ease.
Sure enough, carbon-based organisms are always carbon-based organisms, and they can't compete with steel creations after all.
The Desperate Believers never joined the fight.
It was like a faithful escort, waiting by the side of George.
George's eyes flickered.
The sound of battle in the temple had been over for a long time, and the pillar of Buddha's light that stood in the sky like a mountain had completely disappeared.
The voices of the irregular creatures also gradually decrease until they disappear.
But he always had palpitations.
That thing......
Probably not dead yet.
Under the premise of using incendiary bombs, few brute forces can completely kill such a monster.
And—
George looked at the suits that were fighting in the fog.
If Friday's mission is to move in the fog, does that mean ...... It doesn't really have any connection to the outside world at all?
That is to say, Tony. It's possible that Stark didn't know about the existence of the Desperate Cult yet.
Well, as long as I'm ...... now
The rain in the demon knife village shone brightly.
The cold sword flashed from top to bottom.
George is not willing to expose the existence of the Desperate Believer to Tony for the time being. Stark is in the sight of an official superhero.
They have a lot of energy, and they may make George forcibly hand over the Desperate Believer, and it may even be against him.
The killing intent was gone in a flash.
Suddenly—
[Roar!] 】
【Bang!! 】
With the roar of some terrifying creature, the head of a Buddha statue at least a meter tall was smashed out of the depths of the temple.