Origin of Mars

Chapter 135
Ilk and several soldiers walked side by side on the solemn street. Wooden boxes full of munitions and medicines were piled up on the side of the road. The militiamen with their hands clasped pointed out the buildings and factories with fear on their faces. Fang, this sinful port has been completely taken over by STH.

What made Yu Han feel at ease was that nothing went wrong in the planning process that Alpha said. It took less than 10 minutes for the law enforcement officers to clear the guard towers on the coastline, and there were no casualties. These tactics The stupid and loosely disciplined militia will not stop their footsteps at all.

While the law enforcement officers were carrying out large-scale killings, the STH army led by Ilk also arrived on the battlefield with the transport plane.

This army full of different skin colors and faces is the top military force on Blue Star at this time. Every special combat soldier is selected from the original military forces of various countries. Yu Han's senior leadership has direct The power to give orders.

They perform language translation through real-time headsets, so communication is no longer a problem. Each special combat soldier holds a rifle and moves from the coastline to the center of the city. While conducting a second inspection, the rest of the local residents are also appeased and evacuated. .

Marquis Wu leaned over to get into the narrow door frame, and what came out was a strong sour smell and two pairs of bright eyes filled with fear.

It was a woman and her child, most of her face was blocked by a hood made of coarse cloth, but Marquis Wu could still feel them trembling violently.

"We will not harm any innocent residents."

He quickly signaled the team members behind him to stop their movements. At the same time, he stretched his hands forward, knelt down cautiously, and looked at the mother and daughter in front of him with calm eyes.

"There is no danger anymore, there is clean water and food outside, we are here to save you, come~"

Marquis Wu's contagious voice inexplicably stopped the woman from trembling. She was obviously not from country M. Marquis Wu had already guessed the nationality behind her through her tall facial features and deep eyes. This port is full of people. They are all rooms similar to prison cells, where women or children smuggled from various countries are locked up for secondary trading or criminal organ trading.

Fortunately for Marquis Wu, he didn't see the same oriental face as himself. In the darkness, there was a pair of desperate eyes. Porcelain bowl with water.

Rough and withered fingers touched Marquis Wu's palm tremblingly. The woman holding her child seemed to have lost the ability to stand. Marquis Wu could only slowly help her out. , She knelt heavily on the ground, crying hoarsely.

Undoubtedly, this scene moved the soldiers a little. Marquis Wu held her arm and didn't know what to say for a while.

"What number is it?"

A pair of big hands suddenly patted Marquis Wu's shoulders. The latter was sitting on the ground, pouring water one after another, with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

"23."

Marquis Wu stood up holding the hand of the soldier named Xiongguo. His name was Ivanov, and Marquis Wu knew him. On the transport plane, Ivanov sat diagonally opposite him, with a lush beard. Recognizable.

"...we're all going to scare those kids."

Ivanov showed a hearty smile, and patted Marquis Wu's chest with the back of his hand: "You seem to be very good at hostage rescue?"

"Well, in your terms, I might be a bit of a bitch."

Marquis Wu's teasing words made Ivanov laugh out loud, and the two walked forward in tacit understanding. The situation in most streets had stabilized.

Yu Han gave the army from STH a death order to ensure the safety of all innocent residents. The task of the law enforcement officers is to suppress the rebellion. As the commander-in-chief of this army, Ilk needs to be responsible for everything that follows.

As the first mechanically transformed warrior, Ilk inevitably became the leader of the Dawn Army, and the rest of the soldiers joked that he was a warrior who returned from hell. Everyone thought that such a middle and second bridge would only appear in movies and novels, until Irk personally lifted an armored vehicle parked by the side of the road, and everyone's eyes finally changed.

This messy wharf has finally calmed down, and the remnants of the Holy Cult are squatting obediently by the roadside. These are all sensible surrenderers, as for those who refuse to surrender.
Marquis Wu raised his gaze subconsciously, and he saw a group of law enforcement officers sitting on a tall stone platform at the side, they were quietly watching people coming and going, the giant sword had been inserted back into the back, it was difficult to Imagine that half an hour ago, they had turned into terrible death and swept across the entire harbor.

In Marquis Wu's inherent impression, mechanical products should carry a stiff and cold label.

Not only Marquis Wu, but most of the soldiers in the Dawn Squad held this view.

But it wasn't until they actually faced these law enforcement officials that they realized how stupid their thoughts were.

Their demeanor is not at all clumsy, Marquis Wu can even see some complicated emotions in the eyes on their sharp visors, like a group of steel giants watching Lilliputian.

Such a huge sense of contrast also brings a heartfelt awe.

"Mr. 007, thank you for your help, but it's a pity that I can't offer you a toast at this time."

At this moment, Irk was beside the group of law enforcement officers. He tapped the leg armor of Law Enforcement Officer No. 007, and lighted a cigarette with his right arm - he temporarily stuffed a few thin cigarettes into it. The ammunition storage bin at the forearm, it has to be said, is equivalent to the reborn Irk, who has already perfected the use of this right arm.

"Your arm is cool, Mr. Ilk."

Law Enforcement Officer 007's laughter was like drumming. He lowered his head, extended his hand in a friendly way, and lightly bumped fists with Irk: "If Mr. Alpha knows that you use a propulsion device to light cigarettes, I'd like to see it. expression."

"Would you like one?"

"No, I'm afraid I'll crush it, and I don't have this kind of senses, thank you for your kindness, and use your blue star's advice that smoking is harmful to your health."

"The first person to say this must have been buried in the ground for an unknown amount of time. Dude, this is my second life. I'm not allowed to be a little more chic."

Ilk sat down next to a group of law enforcement officers familiarly, exhaled the smoke as if enjoying himself, and his vision in the distance couldn't help becoming blurred.

"Those guys are all your fans."

"We killed a lot of humans."

Law Enforcement Officer No. 007 said truthfully.

"Dude, some people here don't have blood on their hands."

Ilk grinned, raised his finger and pointed at the soldiers all over the street: "I thought you would never have other feelings."

"Task performance does not allow for emotion generation."

Law Enforcement Officer No. 007 replied in a deep voice: "But we have a lot of powers to act independently outside of the mission."

"I see that your other brothers seem to be used to dozing off quietly."

Ilk and Law Enforcement Officer 007 looked at each other, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling. The latter could be regarded as the first heterogeneous friend he knew.

It's just that Yilk doesn't know whether he is a real friend in the eyes of the other party.

"Reducing energy consumption is a criterion that all robots will follow, and this is especially important in the case of long-term combat."

Law enforcement officer No. 007 tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm just curious about the differences in human beings. You will kill the same kind, even in different cruel ways."

"You mean the scumbags in this city?"

Yilk held the cigarette butt between his fingers and trembled slightly: "I can't wait to chop these guys into pieces and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks."

"When a human being crosses the line, he is no longer human."

"You should be well aware of this, Mr. 007."

"of course."

"According to your words, we are just screening the most suitable individuals."

Irk murmured: "The evolution of any species requires continuous elimination, doesn't it?"

Law enforcement officer No. 007 was unexpectedly silent. It seemed to be thinking about Irk's words. After nearly half a minute of the weekend, it slowly opened its mouth:
"Yes, in my opinion, you are the first."

"What is the first one, do you mean the spirit... or the body?"

Irk was aroused by its words and asked.

"Both."

Law Enforcement Officer No. 007 nodded meaningfully, and then it turned around again, the light in its eyes gradually dimming.

Irk also turned his head tactfully, stopped talking, just took out a second cigarette from his right arm, threw it into his mouth, and lit it skillfully.

He is well aware of the significance of this mission.

Even sending a mediocre army to this city can easily suppress this dim city.

After all, compared with these idle militias, soldiers from any country can advance into the harbor with excellent equipment and strict order.

Since Mr. Alpha chose to use the power of the law enforcement officer, the deep reason behind it is not only Ilk, but also all the senior leaders of STH must be very clear.Showing absolute power is an angle, and I want to take this opportunity to warn some restless forces in Blue Star.

The leader of the holy religion named Gert has been captured by a group of soldiers under Ilk.

When this guy was found, he was trying to sneak into the port through an underground tunnel, and then escape with a certain cruise ship.

If he was allowed to escape into the sea, the difficulty of the capture mission would undoubtedly increase by several levels.

With Gert's financial resources and contacts, he can escape to a country with a weak government, change his identity, start his life again, and even continue to remotely control the city's criminal transactions.

To capture the thief first, capture the king, so as soon as Ilk fell to the ground, he immediately summoned all the forces to capture Gert in all aspects.

During the overwhelming siege, Ilk easily pried out Gert's escape route from the mouths of a few frightened militiamen. These guys who cherish their lives do not need Ilk to interrogate them.

The moment the law enforcement officer slashed open the attic, Ilk even smelled a little urine.

Ilk has seen too many methods of killing chickens and monkeys.But at this time, after the transformation, he has a very tangled emotion.He sometimes has an unrealistic fantasy.

I want to completely resolve the obscure relationship between the two with my own strength.

Ilk knows that Blue Star is always in a passive state in the current civilization situation. Although this Martian civilization grants Blue Star power with a very bold attitude, this gift will always end at a certain point in time.

Ilk was afraid that at that time, it would be the time when Blue Star encountered tragedy.After seeing the ultimate technological power of this Martian civilization, this idea lingered in Ilk's mind all the time, like a lingering evil thought, which made Ilk feel irritable from time to time.

"Drop your weapons!!" "I'm repeating!! Put down your weapons!!"

Irk's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden quarrel.

I saw several soldiers confronting each other in front of a shop. Behind the half-opened rolling door, there was a scrawny man with two thick assault rifles in his hands. With his sharp voice, he was restless. The hand is also constantly pulling the trigger in his hand, and the huge gunshots shook the eardrums of every soldier.

This crazy man undoubtedly caught the attention of Marquis Wu. He faced him with a gun, and stood firmly on the spot all the time, sending out continuous warning sounds to the man.The arm of this black man less than 1.6 meters is not even as thick as the handle of the rifle, so that he can't keep his torso stable at all. Every time he says a bad word, the gun in his hand will shoot out bright flames.

All the soldiers could only hide behind the bunkers and kept sounding warnings with loudspeakers.But from the man's confused eyes, it can be seen that this guy didn't take their warnings seriously at all, walking back and forth from time to time, the gun in his hand was the biggest hidden danger.

The reason why Marquis Wu didn't dare to shoot was because on the wooden boxes piled up next to the lunatic, there was an English character that Marquis Wu was very familiar with.

TnT, there are at least dozens of kilograms of TNT explosives in dozens of wooden boxes!

If Marquis Wu fired rashly, once one of these explosive boxes was accidentally detonated, the street would instantly turn into a sea of ​​flames.

On this street, there are many innocent residents who are escaping from hell. Most of them are women who have been trafficked here, and they are used as commodities or tools for random trading.

"Another bastard."

A soldier cursed indistinctly, but no one dared to act rashly, and no one had the confidence to stop the bullet in the air, that is, let him turn around the explosive box behind him while passing through the madman's body.

But at this moment, as the man fired again, Marquis Wu suddenly found that his movements suddenly became stiff for a short time.

He understood something instantly, dropped the gun and rushed forward.

I saw two flying objects with sharp diamond-shaped spikes drilled out of the man's heart and neck respectively, and two blood pillars gushed out immediately, swaying frantically.

"Check the underground!"

A trace of obscurity flashed in Ilk's pupils, and he shouted: "Everyone enters a state of first-level alert!!!"

(End of this chapter)