Chapter 992 Early Morning
Bang!
Josda sat on the floor, his eldest brother Brick sat aside with a violently ripped arm.
The battle was quite difficult, and Sergeant and Gustavo took the madman on the ship together—
Yes, these bodies are deformed, the prosthetic body and the flesh are completely bonded together, and the Hydra soldiers who are not flowing in the tubes seem a bit disgusting to their eyes.
You should know that even the vortex gang, their crazy appearance is the least effective, which is to stitch the artificial skin with the torn skin. In fact, the body cannot be directly integrated with the prosthetic body. If possible, they do not want the prosthetic body to contact the body at all:
This is usually the area with the most severe immune response. Pain is a trivial matter. What is important is that it will trigger a very serious inflammatory response.
The firepower output of the sergeant, the close suppression of the two generals of the Uzumaki Gang, and the Valentino Gang, Gustavo, were hit by the side several times before they could win this victory.
Brick smiled strangely as he looked at Gustavo lying on the ground:
"Haha. This little trash." As he said that, he looked at the sergeant who was smoking, "Your marksmanship is good. Why didn't you see that you can shoot so well before?"
The sergeant shook his head coldly and stood there motionless, for no reason:
His prosthetic body strengthening aims at using firearm weapons, mainly to directly integrate the weapon cooling system and ammunition supply system into the prosthetic body, making it easy to carry and fight.
These weird things are extremely fast and powerful, and their vitality is tenacious, almost overheating his brain.
He was motionless now, and his expression was cold because his nervous system was a little damaged and a little numb.
The same situation also happened in different groups. At this moment, their sense of belonging to the gang has been further weakened, and the barriers have been further weakened in defeating these strange "Saibo Soldiers".
Although not everyone defeated their opponents perfectly, and the integrity of the aerospace mothership was also damaged, it was pretty good overall.
Lille shuttled through several aerospace motherships and simply repaired the damaged mothership. While doing these repairs, he deliberately asked other technical experts and hackers to participate in the repair.
Five invincible aerospace aircraft carriers were captured directly by a round of entry and parked in New York Harbor.
And for New Yorkers, the scene is too spectacular:
Just yesterday, they were still ordinary people struggling in the ruins to survive. They were short of supplies and could not eat. They lived in fear every day, worried about the bombings that came from time to time.
The streets were occupied by enemy soldiers, and when they walked out of the bunker to find supplies, it was even more terrifying: no one knew how many sniper rifles were in the street, no one knew how many people had lost their desire to resist under such terrifying high pressure, and how many people had become thugs.
For New Yorkers who have returned here, for example, New York is like a decayed corpse that has been dead for a long time, rotten, broken and full of despair, cracked steel bars and cement twisted and scattered in the middle of the road.
The smell of explosions is everywhere, the street corners are filled with abandoned cars, the empty shops are still burning, and the broken billboards are shaking in the wind
Before President Ellis and Roxon colluded to launch this war, people thought that the New Future City would be the direction of the future. Now there is nothing left here, only the ruins left by the brutal war.
The graffiti on the walls and the dark red walls everywhere tell the despair of living in this hell. Such scenes have happened countless times in areas where they were attacked, and were beaten upside down by American soldiers only for the sake of "national interests".
People kept coming out of the ruins on both sides, covering their faces and crying, glad that they were still alive
Frank couldn't speak, and didn't even have that complacent heroism. He was not proud of himself for saving people. Instead, he thought that he was once the kind of American soldier who just carried out orders.
"Dad, you saved New York!"
In the car, he had already picked up his family, and with Martin's efforts, they were still alive.
Hearing his son's tender voice, Frank suddenly felt a little ashamed when he met those admiring eyes. "It's not us who saved New York, they saved themselves."
Although these citizens themselves may not have noticed other corners of the world, they chose Lille, who helped them complete this part. To a certain extent, they have also helped people from other worlds.
Frank now understands Lill's original decision more and more, feels ashamed of his former self, and becomes more and more determined in his heart:
He used to foolishly think that he had no choice, and that he would be innocent as long as he gave good orders. Now he began to feel that it was also a sin.
A sin that he will make up for for the rest of his life.
The vast armored vehicles drove into the ruins of New Future City. As technicians poured into the power grid, they began to repair and directly supply power to the infrastructure locally, and the dead city broadcast began to speak again.
The broadcast was broadcasting that Lille returned to New York, and this time, it was not just Lille who returned to New York:
There are also those Africans and Europeans who they think are irrelevant, among them, there are many small countries that they have never even heard of!
Flags fluttering in the wind stood gloriously in the city, vehicles began to distribute food and daily necessities, and robots continued to emerge from the transport vehicles to rescue and transport the wounded from all over the country.
The crowd finally overcomes fear and fatigue, and the flag stretches in the sun: they thought they had been abandoned by the world, but now, they finally see the meaning of living.
Just like Martin, this is a war of great strength, at least when the war began.
But now he saw a powerful and united Allies reborn from the fire of the broken old world, overcoming all obstacles and regaining everything they lost.
Lill's body changed tremendously, a steel-cast body that was very different from the thin young man, but Martin knew that this must be Lill:
He did not feel unfamiliar, but felt that it was more like a projection of will into reality.
Martin, sitting in the ruins, smiled. He was no longer wearing that meticulous suit, but a sewn coat with a dirty face, like a refugee, but in general
"It's quite energetic." Lille smiled, walked to Martin, and stretched out his arm.
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The latter smiled and shook his head, grabbed Lille's strong and powerful arm and stood up - at a height, he barely reached Lille's chest.
"The growth period of your young man has increased too much."
"As the situation is forced, it will not be possible to rise."
"What to do next?"
"Next? Of course, it is to launch a general attack. The enemy is like a paper tiger, it will be broken when touched. There is no reason to let them continue to show off their power."
"It's really nonstop - but I like it."
The two stood side by side in the morning sun, the smoke had not yet dissipated, but the shadow of war was fading.
The dead city finally ushered in its early morning.
(This chapter ends)