Chapter 217 15. Countdown·Only Days Left
"Go to hell! Mad dog!"
Captain Jack Sparrow sits in the speeding gray-black Batmobile.
He was holding a device for controlling the body turret in his hand on the passenger seat, while the steering wheel on the main driver's seat was moving rapidly despite being unattended.
The onboard AI Draman copied its own subroutine on this vehicle, allowing it to plan the route and avoid gunfire so that Captain Jack only needed to focus on attacking the Mad Dog Cleaners.
With the sound of the wall smashing into pieces, the cool heavily armored Batmobile rushed out from the high platform dragging flames.
The spikes installed in front of the vehicle pierced the Cleaner airship in the air, causing it to explode, while the missile nest behind the vehicle continued to spit out flames under the locked aim of smart weapons.
All the non-lethal weapon systems on this vehicle have been transformed into lethal weapons by Mason. The most conspicuous one is a charged rail electromagnetic gun installed on the top of the vehicle that almost runs across the top of the vehicle.
This thing is a mature sample drawn from the military technology of 2077. The charging device of the technological weapon is enlarged and matched with armor-piercing projectiles. It is powered by the energy of the Batmobile and is equipped with an anti-overheating plug-in.
As long as Jack's aim is accurate, he can use this thing to knock down the airships flying high in the sky and dropping incendiary bombs one after another.
A large group of Griffin military drones surround the Batmobile, forming a firepower configuration similar to a "floating cannon". The on-board AI plans the target and fire suppression process, and the attack is like a storm of bullets with unusually high intensity.
But the firepower of just one car is ultimately insufficient.
When the always chic Captain Jack passed by a collapsed and burning street, he could see corpses scattered in front of him. This scene made Sparrow clenched his fists.
He's not a heartless pirate in the conventional sense.
He is much kinder than his peers.
Especially in the current scene where the world in my hometown is about to fall apart, and when I see my compatriots dying on the roadside even though there is a way to escape, the anger of the same enemy is suddenly ignited.
When the Batmobile drove into the temporary defense line to replenish ammunition, the pirate captain gritted his teeth and rushed out with a "Fenrir" heavy kinetic submachine gun and shot wildly at the liquidator mad dogs approaching outside.
Such desperate efforts cannot save those compatriots who have died.
Even revenge is difficult to achieve, but it can at least express the pent-up anger in the heart.
What a ghost.
They didn't provoke anyone, so why should they suffer such a bad fate?
But just as Captain Jack was gritting his teeth and reloading the drum and preparing to play another round, a burst of noise came from the direction of the dock. He was stunned for a moment and climbed up the collapsed wall and took a glance and saw the rapids rushing over from the dock.
The icy seawater rolled and engulfed the mad dogs who could not dodge, and among the running waves, there were half-human, half-monster pirates jumping out of the water and slashing wildly with their rusty swords.
The ghosts brought out of the prison by the Dutchman were also released.
Each one of them has no body, only their green souls are left, but they are charging forward on the tide, as if dyeing the entire sea surface into a creepy "green tide".
At the last moment, Will did not allow them to join the frontal battlefield, but sent them to the rear to protect the survivors who were fleeing under the doomsday.
The dead protect the living.
This relieved Jack.
But he soon saw a familiar figure among the pirates who were fighting with the Cleaners' Mad Dogs in the sea.
He swooped into the Batmobile after reloading, and instructed the on-board AI to rush in that direction.
Outside the dock at this time, the old pirate Barbossa was gnashing his teeth and waving the sword in his hand. With every wave of his hand, several blood-stained cables like snakes would emerge from the seawater extending from his feet to his legs. It also picked up the surrounding cleaners, dragged them into the water, and drowned them alive.
This scene made old Barbossa look extremely brave, but anyone who knew him well knew how embarrassed he would be.
This voodoo sword could have controlled the entire Queen Anne's Revenge, but it's a pity that there is no ship that Barbossa can control now.
His beloved Voodoo battleship had been hit by several high-explosive missiles in the previous battle. The hull had been silent in the vast waves. Now the old pirate could only summon a magic cable with his sword to help fight.
He is old after all.
The hell curse brought about by Will Turner is changing him.
But it takes time.
The fact that a bad old man who lost his battleship followed a group of crazy pirates to fight cold-blooded aliens really didn't suit his style of painting.
Therefore, within a few rounds, after more liquidator mad dogs joined the battle, old Barbossa was blown into the water by the oncoming bullets and bombs.
When he got up again, his beloved hat had gone.
His bald head was covered with mud, and his gray hair stuck to his face. He held a sword in his hand but was already surrounded by mad dogs.
Wearing strange black masks with only cold red eyes exposed, they approached holding rifles one by one as if they wanted to catch someone alive.
After a few more were hacked to death by the old pirate, the remaining cleaners took out the strengthening agent and injected it into their bodies. This action stunned the old pirate for a moment, and then he suddenly touched his pocket and showed a ferocious look on his face. smile.
"Ha, are you the only ones who know how to spray medicine?"
Barbossa took out the red potion that Mason had given him before and put it into a syringe. He injected it into his neck, pulled the trigger to the end and injected all the potion into his body.
Like lava.
The moment the cold potion flowed into his blood vessels, it was as if the old man's life was ignited.
He roared, spraying hot air pillars from his nostrils, and an extremely violent force exploded in his body. The wounds on his body healed in an instant, and the broken legs he lost in his early years also began to regenerate at this moment.
The bulging muscles tore the clothes on his body, causing him to expand crazily as if he had blown air. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a muscular man, with a sinister smile on his face and even his eyes bursting with fiery light.
Mason's special alchemical enhancer·Triple dose Green Goblin enhancer mode.
This "super transformation" suddenly made the surrounding cleaners unable to deal with it.
There seemed to be a break in their thinking all of a sudden. It was probably because the commanders who were commanding them were also a little at a loss.
But in this moment of confusion, the transformed old pirate raised his knife and strangled all the mad dogs around him like lightning.
Mason's enhancer obviously had shortcomings. After the injection, Barbosa was confused for a while, and even heard another self talking to him.
But it works really well.
"Didi"
The whistle sounded at this moment.
The gray-black Batmobile swung its tail gracefully and stopped in front of the battlefield where mad dogs were being crushed to death one after another. Captain Jack poked his head out of the cabin and shouted to Barbossa, who was killing people in front of him:
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"Hey, Hector, there's still a lot of mess over there that needs to be cleaned up! You see, your arrogance now is perfect for teaching them a lesson. Come on, get in the car! Let's go find a place."
The old pirate's muscular face showed a grinning and enjoying expression.
He knew that his life was short.
But he doesn't care.
He cursed the playful Jack with foul words, casually crushed the last mad dog to death, jumped forward and lay on the top of the Batmobile.
Amid the bickering with Jack, the car took a turn and carried the two legendary pirates who were in love with each other and rushed toward the more lively areas of the city.
Meanwhile, on the broken dock.
Colypso, who had shrunk her body and returned to human form, looked exhausted. She staggered over in a gray robe and said to Mason, who was squatting in front of a pile of black debris with a frown on his face:
"Thank you, Mason Cooper. Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to defeat them."
"Win?"
Mason raised his head and said:
"You think you won? No, Colipso, this is just a warm-up at best. The real high-end power of the Cleaner is still on the way. Don't tell me you are dead now.
This path is your choice.
It was you who vowed to fight to the end those who want your life, what? Do you want to quit now? ”
"I just don't, I'm going to stay here!"
The goddess of the sea was a little embarrassed and said harshly:
"I can keep fighting! I'm not afraid of these bastards who want to take away my power."
"You'd better sit down and have a rest quickly. Looking at you, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to breathe and will be beaten. Alas, such a weak god is really useless.
If there is a card girl or a supermarket by my side, I will feel absolutely safe now. ”
Mason looked up and down at Colypso's current situation and made a venomous comment. Then he focused his attention on the indescribable pile of metal residue in front of him.
Poseidon also saw this pile of fragments, and she whispered:
"This is your metal armor. It's very powerful, but you used it to help me block the sneak attack that made my hair stand on end. You saved my life, but it cost you a precious weapon.
Feel sorry. ”
"It actually has no loss. It's just that with your knowledge base, it's difficult for me to describe its current state to you."
Mason rubbed his forehead and looked at the remains of the Anti-Superman suit in front of him.
He didn't lie. Although his armor had turned into a mosaic stained with strange substances, judging from the information label, the current state of this thing was really strange:
Tainted Power Armor
Item status: Symbiote fusion·Highly damaged·Self-reorganization
Item description: There is something in your armor that does not belong to it. It may cause unexpected changes to this armor, but until you find out the truth, I advise you not to touch it.
"It's 'self-healing'."
Mason explains:
"It was supposed to explode and shatter into pieces when it blocked the black light that struck you, but the black light hit it before it hit you, causing some of its characteristics to be contaminated on my armor.< br>
Judging from its current condition, the thing that attacked you should be some kind of vicious living creature"
"It's dangerous! Mason."
Colypso recalled the state of being attacked just now, and she said very seriously:
"I can feel that such a thing has the ability to counter the divine power. It is like a vicious weapon specially forged to kill gods. For creatures like us, it is almost instant death.
But it seems incomplete. ”
"What do you mean?"
Mason used a special container to seal up his semi-destroyed Anti-Superman suit, then picked up the core of the dismantled Ark reactor, took out the discarded palladium battery plate that was emitting white smoke and was severely corroded, and threw it in He dug out a new piece from the sea and filled it in.
He looked at the goddess Poseidon and asked:
"What is 'less complete'? Can you feel it?"
"Yes!"
Colipso nodded firmly and said:
"Just like the instinctive fear that ordinary people have when facing a fierce tiger, I felt the same way when I encountered that black light. If it were complete, it would be impossible for a weak god like me to maintain reason and courage in front of it.
Even just smelling and feeling it makes me lose my fighting spirit.
Whatever this thing is, it must have killed many divine beings much stronger than me before, and I really want to thank you, Mason.
You allowed me to escape a fate worse than death. ”
"Well, I accept your thanks, but don't thank me in a hurry."
Mason looked up at the sky.
In the sky where the increasingly real world is reflected, it seems that some kind of power is about to penetrate.
"They may be coming, Lord Poseidon."
The young man rolled up his sleeves and pressed a button on his watch to send a positioning signal to the Demon Lizard Tank far away in the sky. He said to Colypso beside him:
"You'd better take the time to rest. No matter what comes next, it will definitely be more dangerous and deadly than the liquidator mad dogs you dealt with just now.
But the condition we mentioned before is still in effect. ”
Mason breathed a sigh of relief and said to Colipso:
"Even before the last moment arrives, you can still choose to let go of your own power, become an ordinary person with some mysterious abilities, and live in another world.
There is no shame in abandoning divinity in the face of the apocalypse.
Especially since you have proven your loyalty to the world that raised you.
You have bled for it.
No matter how harsh this world is, it should allow you to find a way to live again in the afterglow of this remaining day.
Think about it carefully. Personally, I still hope that today's events will have a relatively perfect ending.
But don't worry too much.
If you really can't make up your mind, my companions will help you end your fate before you fail, without any unnecessary pain. ”
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"Ah, it hurts! Damn, my whole body hurts! It feels like I'm being tied to the keel and sailing from the Philippines to the Caribbean."
Next to the Batmobile, the old pirate Barbossa, who had returned to his normal human form, was leaning against the car shivering in a tattered robe covered in blood.
He cursed as he took the rum offered by Captain Jack.
In front of them were the last batch of survivors who had passed through the transfer gate, and behind them was a land littered with the corpses and broken arms of the liquidator's mad dogs.
More than half of these dead were killed by the firepower of the Batmobile, and a small half were torn apart by the hands of the old pirate who transformed into the Green Goblin.
"Hey, Hector, you bastard has been bad all your life and finally did something really good before the end."
Captain Jack popped out two cigarettes, gave one to his old friend and helped him light it.
Next to the two pirate kings was a particularly large liquidator assault commander, with a syringe stuck in the neck of this disgusting and ferocious guy.
It was the suicide poison that Mason had given to Barbossa before.
It turned out that Mason was not lying, this thing was really highly toxic, and Barbossa made the mad dog commander foam at the mouth and die within seconds after inserting it into his neck.
Captain Jack, who was leaning against the car, pointed at the refugees in front of him who were rushing towards the transfer gate with great gratitude, and said:
"If you hadn't gone crazy just now, these people would never have been able to survive the pursuit of those mad dogs. They should all thank you and owe you their lives."
"Bah! Good deeds? I dare to do nothing but good deeds in this life!"
Old Barbossa drank half a bottle of wine in one gulp to relieve the severe tearing pain in his body. He blew out a smoke ring with a pale face. He looked back at the cool Batmobile but was covered with flesh and blood residue, and said:
"You coward looks like you are doing well. You have chosen a new captain and are living a good life. You even have this magic carriage that can fire fireballs continuously."
"That's right, I have always had an excellent eye for selecting people."
Captain Jack smiled proudly. He took the wine bottle handed by Barbossa and took a sip, then whispered:
"Come with us, Hector, Team K needs people like you, and Mason will not refuse you to join. We can wander together in other worlds like in the past.
Gibbs has been transferred to be the security manager of the Iceberg Bar, and I just need a capable bad first mate on hand.
You can still see your daughter"
"Well, this really makes me excited, and the price is not bad."
Old Barbosa grinned, then breathed out a smoke ring leisurely, stamped his feet, and said:
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
"Huh?"
Jack looked down, and was shocked to find that old Barbossa's left foot had grown coral-like gray horn, which was a sign that the curse of the Hell had begun to spread.
It meant that the soul in front of him had been destined for hell by the pirates.
"I just died once, Jack. No, this is my second death."
The old pirate whispered:
"I felt it very clearly. Those mad dogs' shells shattered my heart, just like the bullet you once pierced my heart, but I opened my eyes again in the cold sea water.
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I was ready to go to hell.
But death doesn’t want me
It commands me to keep fighting until the very end.
It's coming soon. ”
Barbossa touched his heart that was no longer beating and whispered:
"I can feel that today is the last day of this world's existence.
Today is the only day we have left. I have known for a long time that I will die on the sea, and people like me will not die quietly.
But I still didn’t expect that there would be a world buried with me.
No.
It's two! ”
The old pirate grinned and raised his head, looking at the increasingly clear reflection of the world above his head, and said:
"That's not bad, right? Isn't this a decent funeral for a pirate?"
"You're going to fucking die, and you're still laughing! You're laughing your ass off!"
Captain Jack's heart was extremely sour. Although he had been fighting with the old guy in front of him for half his life, when it came time to say goodbye, he still couldn't face it all calmly.
This guy is not only his enemy, but also his friend.
He clenched his fists and said:
"I will tell Serena everything you just did, and I guarantee your daughter will cry when you see her off."
"Don't fucking touch my daughter! I'm warning you!"
Barbosa gritted his teeth and smashed the bottle, cursing:
"You have to watch her grow up for me, watch her get married for me, watch her child be born for me, and then tell my story to my grandson.
Jack!
You have to swear! Swear in the name of your damn father. No, swear in the name of the Black Pearl! ”
"Okay, I swear."
Sparrow made a pirate salute seriously.
Old Barbossa laughed and glanced at the sea water spreading around his feet. The tattered black hat was being blown to his feet.
The old guy bent down to pick up his hat and put it on his head, grabbed his sword, waved his hand without looking back, and limped into the cold water in front of him.
On the distant tide, the Flying Dutchman was waiting for him to board.
"Hector!"
Captain Jack shouted again. He looked at the figure disappearing into the sea and shouted:
"You should fucking tell me where you hide your treasure! Isn't this the most important thing for a pirate to do when he says goodbye?"
"Go NMD, Jack! This is all I can give you!"
Old Barbossa stumbled as he disappeared into the water, then turned around, raised his middle finger and cursed loudly. The second half of his voice merged with the sea water into a tidal roar.
It made Jack Sparrow laugh.
This is the farewell of the pirates.
Bury sadness in the past and keep happiness to yourself.
"Have a good trip, my friend."
Captain Jack drank the wine in his hand and slammed the bottle to the ground. He lit a Silka cigarette and looked at the ghost ship sinking into the water in the distance.
He whispered:
"You just took the first step. I will continue to fight in another identity until I meet you again in the hell that belongs to the pirates." (End of Chapter)