Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 441 Crushing
The doll going out of control is a highly probable event in modern Scalova, but due to various reasons, it is rarely exposed and is therefore considered a low-probability event.

Only during the period when white clothes were popular did a type of puppet that called itself "Iron Beast" first appear. They were suspected of having mastered hacking technology that could actively disrupt the puppet's power core, causing other puppets to lose their minds.

It was also the actions of these puppets that became the excuse for the white-clad man to promote the anti-puppet mind law.

In the current chaotic environment, although the Iron Beast Dolls have not yet formed a large-scale force, they are similar to the Mechanical Heart, operating sporadically in the civil war and casting their shadows outward from time to time.

However, for the Durason soldiers present who had come into contact with the Iron Beast puppets, it was certain that even the Iron Beast puppets, with their technology that caused them to go out of control, were definitely not something as easy and simple as just standing still and emitting light.

No known hacking technique can achieve this capability!
Even military dolls have independent power cores. Furthermore, due to the simple basic logic instructions within their power cores, the possibility of successfully hacking into the rigid yet stubborn minds of military dolls is extremely low.

With so many "impossibilities" piled up, everything was shattered by the tall puppet that appeared on the battlefield.

Without hesitation, the military dolls of Durason brandished their weapons at the nearest teammates. Those dolls that hadn't been hacked due to the distance, as well as all the human soldiers, became their targets.

The mechanical heart-wielders and puppets were momentarily stunned, but since the situation was in their favor, they had no reason to hesitate. They remained tense, hoping to seize every opportunity to secure victory.

Radish didn't touch it.

After experiencing several intense battles in Kabala and even going to Dadu to show off his skills, this kind of ordinary small battle is meaningless to Radish.

If you were to do it yourself, it would just be like going into battle and mowing down enemies.

It simply moved along with the "temporarily recruited" army around it, and surrounded by the military dolls of Durarson, it transformed into a torrent that was not moving very fast but could not be ignored by anyone, surging across the battlefield.

Radish's steps were slow and heavy, but every move seemed to tread on the heartbeats of the Durham army.

asphyxia.

"Focus fire on that puppet! Focus fire on that puppet!" Cape Durason took a step back, feeling utterly humiliated, and shouted the order as he took a step forward.

Tanks roared, and cannons roared.

Dulason's troops did not collapse immediately due to this sudden defection. After a brief period of chaos, they immediately encircled the instigating force, intending to eliminate it as quickly as possible.

“Beep…”

The radish's face glowed slightly red.

The puppets under his command, who had originally been gathered together, quickly dispersed, forming arrays that, with the radish as the core, easily dismantled the attacks from the surrounding troops.

At Radish's gesture, his puppets unleashed their firepower, and a moving, winding line of fire exploded in Durason's lines.

The definition of a puppeteer is rather vague. While it originally referred to someone who operates puppets, in reality, after the early breakthroughs in core power technology, the high level of intelligence required of puppeteers has significantly lowered the skill requirements for puppeteers.

The core of this profession leans towards logistics, maintenance, and support.

However, on the military level, for various reasons, the army's puppet divisions have naturally not neglected this ancient basic technology. But rather than operation, it is now more about coordinated command.

In a normal military unit, a soldier in a puppet division is typically assigned one puppet partner.

Within one's capabilities, one can apply for more puppet partners; however, even the most outstanding and confident military puppeteers generally do not possess more than five.

With more puppets, the precision of commands decreases, coordination becomes more difficult, and costs increase.

The development of the puppet division unit structure today has its own logic.

However, these principles do not apply to radishes.

Strictly speaking, Carrot is the strongest "puppet master" in this current battle. While manipulating a large number of puppets, it can still perform precise point-to-point operations and make frequent and accurate fine-tuning of the formation.

The terrifying command and control capabilities told everyone that this towering iron block was far more than just a menacing sight.

In fact, the reason why Radish was able to do all this was because he had the help of a rabbi to act as the backend for processing information.

Rabbi paced the battlefield with an umbrella, but her movements were often confined to the areas of Tulazon's heaviest firepower. She would go in with her umbrella to get soaked in the rain, and then return all that "rain" to her. Putting all that aside, regarding that van that was rampaging... or rather, that toast van, the soldiers of Tulazon felt that this was probably more of a psychological blow.

Their weapons struck the golden surface of the toast cart, leaving only a slight, perfectly browned mark.

Faced with the crushing of the toast cart, all the puppets who rushed forward could only become fragments amidst the howling sounds.

The battlefield was filled with constant howls, like a demonic chant. The part of the Mechanical Heart that was being helped was alright, but for Durason's team, even if they survived, the post-traumatic stress disorder they would suffer would likely make them extremely sensitive to toast and dog barks.

Dulason's morale quickly collapsed.

Exhaustion, numerical disadvantage, increasingly outrageous enemy forces, and ever-increasing casualties...

With all these factors accumulating, their morale had plummeted to the point of collapse. From some unknown corner, the appearance of the first deserter soon threatened to shatter the entire situation.

You can't expect the armies of these aristocratic warlords to have any high level of conviction. Even if they are well-trained, it doesn't mean they can fight against something so abstract!
"Come back! All of you come back! No one is allowed to escape! Anyone who tries to escape will be court-martialed!" Kep's eyes were bloodshot, his hands and feet were ice-cold, and he fired a shot into the air to try to call back his soldiers, but almost no one paid any attention to him.

As they were shouting, a figure suddenly appeared in front of one of their chariots, lifted it up with one hand and threw it far away. All that could be heard were the terrified screams of the people inside the chariot echoing in the air as they got further and further away.

It's a radish.

Kep was breathing rapidly and his body was trembling. This demonic doll was standing just a few meters away from him.

His subordinates quickly drew their weapons, and the guards' puppets swarmed forward.

Bang bang bang!
Kep couldn't see what Radish did at all. He only felt that Radish's figure seemed to disappear for a moment, and then there was no further movement. Then his subordinate and the puppet beside him were all turned into pieces on the spot.

“Beep…”

"I'll fight you to the death!" Kep grabbed several grenades and charged at Radish with a shout.

Boom!

Firelight and smoke filled the air.

Before Kep could even feel the light and heat, he felt a sudden lightness in his body, as if he were floating on a cloud. When he landed back on his bottom, he quickly opened his eyes.

He's still alive?!

"Hello... Mr. Kepp," a dejected voice greeted from the side.

Kep turned his head and saw a face full of distress and fear. Wasn't this Melloni, the garrison commander of Xinmu City?
He turned his head again and saw Grealley standing tall and straight in front of him, along with the other members of the Mechanical Heart.

"God of Gears above..." He remained stunned for a long time. Without any faith, he couldn't help but utter this sentence. Finally, he collapsed, his worldview and spiritual beliefs having been greatly impacted and even destroyed.

They didn't even give them a chance to fight to the death.

They managed to pull him out unharmed from that explosion and put him here as a prisoner.

That unreasonable hacking capability is just the most insignificant part of it.

The mechanical hearts led by Grealley looked at each other in bewilderment. They had only seen a fleeting shadow before Kep was sent up to keep Melloni company.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).

As expected of someone who could force back Miss Rabi in white and Super Doll Carrot, this kind of battle was just a minor skirmish for them.

Seeing the soldiers of Durason fleeing in disarray below, they knew victory had arrived.

The sky, which had been covered with dark clouds, seemed to have finally cleared up, and the afternoon sun shone directly down, illuminating the smoke-filled battlefield.

(End of this chapter)