"But the news says they took out their weapons and tried to attack Storm Crimson! They are not innocent people! A boy in the crowd yelled.

"Ridiculous! Those weapons are obviously used by them to protect themselves! It's just that I don't know how to use it, and everyone knows that Neon is a country that prohibits guns, and because of this, Storm Crimson doesn't protect them, or even hurts them behind their backs, is this reasonable? James retorted with a raised voice, serious nonsense.

"Protect yourself?" The boy was a loyal fan of Storm Crimson, and immediately replied not to be outdone, "I've seen photos and videos on the Internet, what about those armored vehicles and bazookas!" There is also the high-speed rail station that was blown up, and so many innocent citizens died! ”

"Malicious splicing and editing, these are the skills of the media, the things on the Internet are real and false, you can't fully believe it, as for the high-speed rail station, it is completely a false accusation, we never break the law and commit crimes." James rebuked without thinking.

"Moreover, let me cite a fact that no one can refute, the murderers who destroyed the city and caused a large number of human deaths were not only monsters, but also huge mechas, you think about it...... The money for the manufacture of mecha is deducted from our taxes, and the weapons we create actually hurt their owners...... Mecha hunters are human beings and have selfish desires, what if they are psychologically distorted......"

Then, as if he had fired a machine gun with unlimited firepower, he began to speak incessantly.

The content of what is said is all about monsters, mechas, and humans and the earth, and the large text is mixed with a lot of private ideas that distort normal thoughts, and all kinds of examples are cited to make analogies.

In short, it is to use dense language to carpet brainwash passers-by, so that they gradually change from "distrust" at the beginning to "it seems to make sense" and "did you blame them before".

Of course, not everyone was affected, but as long as one person became curious about the fanatical monsters and had a slight rejection of what the mechs did, then James's goal was achieved.

The two things that the fanatical monsters like to do most on weekdays are to do evil and make things up.

Seeing that James was getting more and more outrageous, the onlookers became more and more agitated, and a vaguely unstable atmosphere spread, and more than a dozen police officers approached in unison.

There were also a lot of explosion-proof cars on the street, and many passers-by noticed the abnormality and hurriedly drove away.

But James, a seasoned veteran, suddenly stretched out his arms, embraced the sky in an exaggerated manner, and shouted, "Hooray, monster!" ”

As soon as the words fell, more than 1,000 people below took out "cans" from their bags, pulled out the bolts, and threw them at the explosion-proof car and the crowd.

Hiss!

Suddenly, choking smoke poured out and enveloped the entire Times Square.

"Stand still for me, put your head in your hands!" A police officer skilfully drew his gun and angrily reprimanded.

"There's a kind of Storm Crimson coming to catch me! Let it wait, our revenge has just begun! Wearing a gas mask, James was not afraid at all, and his figure disappeared into the smoke screen.

An hour passed, and more than 400 people were arrested in the procession, but when it was investigated, it turned out that all of them were ordinary citizens who had just joined the monster faction, that is, cannon fodder.

The entire team is estimated to have only James as a serious veteran.

Caution!

It's so discreet!

Naturally, this matter quickly fermented on the Internet, causing heated discussions among netizens from all over the world, including a large number of fanatical members of the Monster Sect to guide the rhythm.

Chu Xin, who surfed the Internet at high intensity 24 hours a day, also knew it as a matter of course.

"It's a matter of great deal from above," Sterke was standing alone in the control room, "but to what extent they can do it, I'm not sure." ”

The reason why he is not sure is that today's international public opinion is dominated by the hard-line wall faction, and it is the group of ostrich high-ranking officials who removed the mecha subsidy fund and built the monster wall instead.

In their eyes, the only thing to do is to repair the wall and complete it as soon as possible.

As for any extremist organizations and evil sects, it is not too late to settle accounts after the autumn, and it will not threaten their personal safety anyway.

However, as Sterke said, the Wall Faction will not pretend to be deaf and dumb, and the few mechs left are also the main means of defense at present, and they represent the face of various countries, and they should take some action against the Fanatical Monster Faction.

"Our goal is to fight against the Pioneers, prevent the Earth from being invaded, and help humanity through the difficult times by the way, we are allies, but I have no reason to show mercy and mercy to traitors among the humans." Chu Xin replied calmly, using an electronic sound with magnetism and echo, which is very consistent with the alien timbre in the movie.

"I don't deny this, anyone who betrays the earth will be killed." Sterke said indifferently with a fierce gaze.

"You're dying." Chu Xin coldly changed the subject.

Sturker's eyelids twitched, and he felt a chill down his spine, "How do you know?" ”

He did die shortly, because he was also a mecha pilot, and he had piloted the Tango Wolf alone, and he was subjected to excessive nerve docking pressure, and his body suffered irreversible permanent damage.

It is precisely because his life is coming to an end that he is obsessed with eradicating monsters, and he doesn't want the world to be ravaged by monsters after he dies.

"I know there's more to it than that." Chu Xin replied.

Sterke's eyes froze quietly, and he didn't ask silently, "I understand, just tell me if you need anything." ”

He turned to leave, and there was a faint and intermittent cough, like the unyielding voice of a twilight veteran.

Dada~

The sound of footsteps was heard, and it was particularly clear in the dead of night at the base.

Chu Xin thought it was Sterke, who had returned, but when he got closer, he found that it was Alexis, the male driver of the big goose.

A little tired, he leaned against the raised fence outside the control room, his eyes were blank and he opened his mouth to speak, "Hey man, although I know it's a bit silly to talk to a robot, I can only talk to you." ”

"With my usual personality, it's not appropriate to chirp like a little daughter-in-law, but our big goose people are not steel and metal like you, and we will be uncomfortable."

Alexis, who has always been tough and arrogant, showed a depressed look, and seemed to be holding back a lot of bitterness in his heart, "Yesterday, my dad suddenly mentioned my name, and I learned the news...... I'm very happy because he is a patient with Alzheimer's disease for more than two years, two years plus six months to be exact, in fact, he is also a mecha pilot, and the brain damage caused by nerve docking ......"

Then, the two-meter-tall man chatted a lot, as if he regarded Chu Xin as the best person to talk to.

In the past, Alexis would chat with his own Chernoalpha, perhaps because of Chu Xin's rampage, which made him feel that this metal body contained an unrealistic soul.

Until midnight.

A tall figure loomed in the shadows, it was Sasha.

She held up the vodka in her hand and smiled heartily, "I think, you need this now?" ”

"You have to know me," Alexis got up and smiled, and waved his arm behind Chu Xin, "Good night, dude." ”

"You talk a lot...... Good night. Chu Xin thought silently.