Wow!The explosion rate is really high

Chapter 80 Research Institute

[You have persisted for an unimaginable amount of time in the strenuous exercise beyond the peak, physical strength +0.2, reflex +0.1. 】

[Your body feels your burning desire, and quickly converted a little stamina from the "mobility reserve" for you, please cherish it and use it. 】

[Physical recovery 5%, fast recovery (unlocked) unlock progress 18%. 】

The slanting light of the setting sun elongated the shadow of the truck, and it seemed that the Juggernaut, who had finally had enough, stepped into the depths of the insect nest with heavy and slow steps.

There is still a mystery to humans.

"Crack squeak~"

The throbbing sounds of arthropods began to brew in the background, the bloodthirsty desire suppressed by the master for a long time had accumulated to the extreme, and the insects had already gone crazy in the face of the temptation of flesh and blood that was close at hand but hard to swallow.

The night wind from the plain poured in from the rolled down car window, and Baier's eyes on the return trip swept over those statue-like bodies one by one.

Their lives will be fixed at this moment forever if nothing happens.

Shrouded by the nightmare, will they feel the pain in their bodies?
Having fallen into extreme fear in the spiritual world for so long, even if the master lets go of the suppression, will they be able to wake up and run for their lives?
This was Baie's first experience on a real battlefield.

He witnessed the bloody and bloody scenes of the front-line soldiers, and he could also predict that these soldiers who lost the ability to resist would eventually die in the mouth of the insects.

The word human life seems to become light in an instant, like a white feather on the balance, unable to weigh down the heavy night on the other side.

Night is coming, and the master will not give him unlimited time.

A total of four cars is already the limit of what Baie can do.

"crunch crunch..."

The invisible force field covering the vast plain suddenly loosened at a certain moment, and the sea of ​​insects that lost their suppression instantly rushed forward, where... there was the flesh and blood that their crazy hunger longed for.

"Sorry……"

"I tried my best."

Baie looked away from the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator heavily.

……

The campaign to wipe out, failed!
In the middle of the night, the barracks was quiet.

The daytime war drained almost every ounce of strength from all the soldiers, except for the guards who stayed in the camp, they all fell into a deep sleep.

For some, however, the troubles are just beginning.

Two glaring beams of light tore through the curtain of the night, and the guards greeted them with guns. It wasn't until they were close that the guards could see clearly who was coming from under the halo.

Research institute...

"Open the door!"

After waving to the tower, the soldiers who stayed behind turned on the switch.

The car drove straight in.

"Tap tap tap~"

Hasty footsteps sounded quickly in the corridor, and the door of the ongoing meeting was suddenly violently pushed open.

"So fast……"

Vislin looked towards the door.

A woman in a white coat embraces the tablet, her brown hair is tied into a ball, and two strands of curly hair hang from the earlobe, exposing the slender neck that reaches to the shoulder blades.

"Academician Helen?"

He knew that someone from the city would be sent over, but he didn't expect that the first person to come was someone from the scientific research institute.

The woman unceremoniously walked into the meeting room and came to Wesling's side, put down the tablet on the table, her eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses swept across all the officers present, and asked in a soft and hoarse voice, "I heard that you have met a new insect?"

"Yes...we'll name it 'Master' for the time being."

Weissling remained calm, and he had already made plans in his mind for the arrivals from all sides in the inner city.

While talking, the adjutant on the side released the screenshots taken by the drone on the screen opposite the two in due course.

Similar in features but much larger in size than the mantis, the ferocious four-armed insect that is almost two-thirds the height of a battle mech looks like an absolute king.

"This kind of bug has been photographed once or twice before, but this is the first time it has appeared on the frontal battlefield." Weissling stared at Helen's fair side face and explained softly.

"What ability?"

"Psychic shock."

"The ability of the second stage of the psyker?"

"But the scope and intensity are incredible."

While the two were talking, the scene of the moment the Lord appeared and the entire battlefield was silent was played on the screen.

Weissling said to himself, "According to Miss Moon Shadow of the elves, the master gathers the will of all the bugs, and its spiritual power is unbelievably powerful."

Helen just stared at the bug swarm, and whispered to herself, "The bugs themselves will also be suppressed?"

"I think this is the reason why Juggernaut has never shown up in the past. Its ability cannot be controlled. If it wasn't threatened by us this time, it might never show up."

It's a fairly reasonable explanation.

Helen narrowed her eyes slightly, noncommittal.

"Other than that?"

"It doesn't seem to be very interested in eating."

The screen continued to play, and after easily cutting off the mecha made of eight-element alloy, the master stood on the spot and fiddled with the remains of the mecha, studying it for a long time, "In addition, its symbiotic weapons seem to be much stronger than ordinary bugs."

The insect's symbiotic weapons are equivalent to human guns and war knives. They are all detachable things and can theoretically be equipped on any insect.

If every bug could be equipped with the bone blade used by the master that could easily cut through the eight-element alloy, then all human armor would be almost equivalent to waste paper.

Helen shook her head, not very interested in this guess, "It is most likely to be a psychic field. The second level of psychic energy can be released, and it can naturally do what human psykers can do."

As for the desire to eat... low-level bugs are controlled by the instinct of hunger, and this kind of master who can rule all bugs naturally has enough wisdom to suppress the instinct.

Not surprising.

The only thing worth noting... is that this bug seems to be studying the structure of the mecha?
They are studying?

This is disturbing news.

Helen felt faintly worried, "How about the performance of the soldiers?"

The strength of psychic power cannot be measured concretely, and can only be analyzed through the performance of the fighters who fight against it.

"We did portrait analysis..."

The tactical analysts in the barracks are not vegetarians either. They need to learn lessons after every battle. After returning, they have thoroughly studied all the key points of the battle.

"Almost all the soldiers who can break free from the master's psychic suppression within 5 minutes, it is difficult to wake up by themselves after more than 5 minutes. At the same time... Among them, the proportion of artificial soldiers reaches 89%."

This ratio is not normal. The ratio of artificial humans to natural humans in the military camp is about 7:3.

However, [-]% of the fighters who can wake themselves up are artificial humans.

"So, our conjecture is that it played a decisive role in the suppression of artificial human's sensory thinking. I don't know if you can find a way to spread this technology to all fighters. Facing the master, the only way is not to be affected by its spiritual field. Only the best fighters can make a difference.”

If there is no way to overcome this problem, human beings will never be able to wipe out the insect nests that are "close at hand". It will be an eternal threat and will be passed on to future generations.

Helen frowned tightly.

The training cabin... is actually not a product of science and technology researched by the scientific research institute.

It is discovery, not manufacture.

This is a heritage inherited from the relics, and they can only use it a little bit until today, and they have no way to change the settings at will or disassemble and use a certain function used in it separately.

"Also... what happened to the fighters who drove into the suppression field?"

"Through practice, we found that a warrior who has experienced a spiritual suppression once again enters the domain, and has a certain amount of mental resistance."

"Do not……"

Helen shook her head impatiently, and pointed to a troop carrier in the picture that was going in the opposite direction to all the vehicles.

"What about him? What's the matter with him?"

Looking at that special personnel carrier, a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of Weisling's mouth.

"He...he is special."

……

"I roughly know."

Helen closed her eyes, sorted out all the information in her head, and then opened her eyes to look at the subordinates waiting at the door, "Install the equipment and prepare for analysis."

Then he looked at Weissling, "Notify all the fighters who came out of the suppression field to gather!"

"They need to rest."

"I need first-hand accounts that didn't pass sleep repair."

Facing Helen's sharp narrow eyes, Weisling smiled wryly, "Understood, I will cooperate with your work."

"As for him..." Helen looked at the android warrior numbered 95B27 on the screen, "Leave it to the end, his situation cannot be used as a general reference."

"Academician Helen..." Weisling hesitated.

"What else?"

"I've heard some rumors about you..."

"Ok?"

"..."

She is obviously an extremely beautiful woman, but it is rare that it is difficult for people to have the slightest idea. Weisling sighed in his heart, but finished speaking in one breath.

"95B27 is an excellent fighter, and we are planning to announce his remarkable feat of saving many fighters tomorrow. So if possible... I hope your research will not hurt him."

Helen was startled, then nodded, "Understood...but until I finish my research, please keep it a secret for now."

　Hanging up with someone~ A book written by a brother——

　　
　
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