Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

This is mainly because the first-order gastrula are about a few meters in size, and chopsticks that can only be equipped with a pistol are difficult to cause fatal injuries to these gastrula.

"I understand, let's go now."

The agent spoke and urged.

"416, I'm going out with the agent, and I'll leave it to you to look after the house. If someone from IISO comes to ask about the investigation status of Tendou Mugen, you can handle it."

"Ok."

Moyin and the agent drove the car to the outer area.

"By the way, agent, will it be difficult for your computing power to control 66 Dragoons at once?"

While driving the car, Mo Yin asked with concern.

"Please don't worry. I am a specialized tactical doll for coordinating iron-blooded units. When the units like the Dragoons are fully loaded, my computing power can command [-] units. Even low-level units like Soldier Ants can command [-] units at the same time. There is no problem in Taiwan.”

"As long as the number does not exceed [-] units, it will not affect my normal combat power."

The agent responded with ease.

"Wow, that's really awesome."

Mo Yin let out a burst of exclamation. He felt that it was pretty good that he could use two knives at the same time to achieve two purposes, but he never thought that he was not even a scumbag compared to the agent.

"Master, you seem to be very unwilling?"

The agent who observed Moyin's expression asked.

"Well, I'm a little bit depressed. You can control so many combat units at the same time, but I can only use two knives well. I'm still proud of my reflexes..."

Mo Yin said sadly.

"Ah, in this regard, the Dragoon itself is equipped with an attack locking module and an enemy tracking module. I just give simple orders and do not perform real-time combat control."

The agent comforted him calmly.

"That's pretty awesome. Humans like me are definitely not as good as you in this aspect."

Mo Yin said disappointedly.

There was a sudden soft touch on his cheek, and he knew very well that this feeling was caused by the agent's soft lips.

Moyin turned to look at the agent in surprise. The agent had always directed them to act according to his orders. This was the first time he had encountered such sudden and spontaneous behavior.

"I have learned through the network connected to this world that men will ask women for comfort after their self-esteem is damaged. Doing so seems to make you happier. What do you think?"

Seeing Mo Yin's confused look, the agent explained with a blank expression.

"Very happy! More!"

Mo Yin instantly forgot about the feeling of loss. Who cares about that kind of thing when he can be kissed by a cute agent.

"I think you should drive the vehicle carefully, otherwise we will hit the pillar 30 meters away. There are still many unhandled obstacles on this road."

The agent reminded him, and Moyin quickly returned his gaze to the front, narrowly avoiding the collapsed wire pole.

"Ahahahaha."

Mo Yin let out a few dry laughs to hide his inner embarrassment.

"Speaking of which, what level of gastrea do you think the dragoon's combat power can handle?"

Mo Yin asked curiously.

Since Iron Blood recruited 66 dragoons, he has not had the space or time to test the dragoons' combat effectiveness. This time he will go with the agent to have a round with the AR team, partly to see the dragoons' combat effectiveness with his own eyes.

Of course, on the other hand, he was afraid that the agent would conflict with the third-generation M4. With him by his side, he would be able to stop it in time even if something happened.

Another point is that if there are more than level [-] gastrula around, he can go over and clean them up.

"The second-stage gastrula is not a big problem for a single dragoon to solve, unless it encounters a gastrula with a strong outer skin such as turtle factor or crocodile factor."

"The gastrula in the third stage, which are fused with weaker genetic factors, can be eliminated by the combined efforts of several dragoons."

"The fourth-stage gastrula require a large number of dragoons to be eliminated. This loss is very wasteful. I do not recommend using dragoons to deal with the fourth-stage gastrula."

The agent was quick to offer his own comments.

"Okay, if you find the fourth-stage gastrula, please notify M4 and Sixteen Pigeons. They are carrying portable Jupiter cannons. They should be able to deal with them together."

Mo Yin nodded with satisfaction. The only thing that made him a little regretful was that the rate of dragon cavalry was too low. After a thousand iron-blooded summons, less than a few dozen were produced.

In addition, there is no way to obtain resource points in this world. The only thing that can be used is the [-] million resource points he had reserved before. Otherwise, he really wanted to create thousands of dragoons controlled by agents. What a scene. It feels good to think about it.

Chapter 82 Fighting Mad Dog

On a hot summer night, SOP2 was walking on a deserted road.

Although it is said to be a road, it is actually covered with a large amount of vegetation infected by gastroenterovirus, and you can basically no longer see the original appearance.

The moon was covered by dark clouds and the surroundings were pitch black. However, for SOP2 equipped with an infrared thermal module, this environment would not affect her combat effectiveness.

"Do you have a base amount of ammunition left? It's too troublesome to not be able to directly airdrop supplies. It's almost time to return... Well, let's keep walking forward. There shouldn't be any enemies on the way back. After all, there are enemies along the way. They were all torn apart by me!"

Gouzi, who was talking to himself, walked forward, and four small red light spots faintly appeared in the vegetation in the distance. SOP2 raised the muzzle, and a shuttle shot out the bullet.

The four small spots of light suddenly dimmed.

But the sound of gunfire immediately attracted a large number of gastrea animals around, and pairs of scarlet pupils emerged in the dark night.

"Ah, that's what's right, come on, come on!!! Come on everyone, don't keep me waiting."

SOP2 laughed and pulled the trigger. With every gunshot, a pair of pupils lost their light.

"Ha! 372, I must have killed the most enemies this time!"

When there were no more spots of light around him, Gouzi's face revealed an obsessed smile that was about to engage in killing.

At this moment, the vines at SOP2's feet suddenly wrapped around SOP's calf and lifted him up, lifting SOP upside down into the air.

"Oh!! This is really good."

SOP2, who was suspended in the air, did not panic. Instead, he instantly pulled out a hammered dagger from his thigh, and then used the strength of his waist to throw his upper body up. The hammered dagger in his hand deftly cut through the vines wrapped around his calf.

Two piranha flowers with huge mouths collided with each other above the SOP that fell to the ground due to gravity, and their white fangs made a clicking sound.

Without any food, the two piranha flowers gnawed at the ground where SOP2 was located like giant meteor hammers.

"I'll treat you to a good treat! You ugly, brainless piece of shit!"

SOP2 rolled to avoid the bites of two piranha flowers, and at the same time threw a grenade into the giant mouth of the piranha flower with his left hand.

With a muffled bang, a large number of plant fragments flew into the air, and green sap splashed onto SOP2's combat uniform, making a rustling sound.

SOP2 took off the rapidly corroded sleeve, and in the next second, seven or eight vines rolled towards SOP2 like poisonous snakes.

"It's really troublesome. I should have brought some Molotov cocktails if I had known earlier."

He raised his branded weapon and fired a burst of bullets to repel the vines attacking him. SOP2 ran towards the stronghold selected by the black M4 without saying a word.

A few seconds later, SOP2, who had escaped from the gastrea plant, heard the sound of countless vines violently hitting the ground. This time he gradually slowed down, took out the last magazine from his pocket and replaced it, and then put the empty magazine into his pocket. middle.

"It was so dangerous, I almost ran out of bullets. Ah, I really envy the commander for having endless ammunition with him..."

SOP2 muttered while embarking on the return journey.

............

At three o'clock in the morning, Meryin drove his vehicle to the location marked by the black M4.

As soon as Moyin parked the vehicle next to the heavy truck, the black M4 jumped out of the heavy truck with the branded weapon, and the branded weapon also locked the position of the driver's seat immediately.

Moyin quickly stepped on the brakes and lowered the window.

"Don't shoot, it's me."

Hearing Mo Yin's voice, the black M4 put down the branded weapon in his hand.

Moyin and the agent stepped out of the car.

"Commander, where is the support echelon? What are you two doing here?"

The black M4 frowned, somewhat confused as to why Moyin would appear here with an agent.

Even if Mo Yin's personal strength is good, she doesn't think that Mo Yin's power alone can change anything in such a large-scale cleanup task.

"Don't worry, the units responsible for supporting are all placed in my space. The ones coming to support are not Tactical Dolls, but the more expensive combat units of the Iron-Blooded Arms, the Dragoons."

Mo Yin raised his hand, and six rows of heroic dragoons quickly appeared behind him.

The black M4 subconsciously raised the brand weapon and locked the dragoon, but after a moment, he controlled himself and put down the brand weapon again.

"The dragoons are indeed suitable for large-scale support."

The black M4 nodded with satisfaction.

After Moyin released the Dragoons and boxes of standard weapons and ammunition, the agents contacted the Dragoons one by one and began to establish an authorization authentication system.

Soon, the dragoons who had been touched by the agent picked up their weapons uniformly, and then began to prepare ammunition supplies on their bodies.

"Where are the Sixteen Pigeons and the others?"

Mo Yin looked around curiously. He only felt that there was only one T-Doll, M4, in this area.

"I arranged for them to start cleaning up the gastrea. Sixteen Pigeons went to ensure that the children responsible for building the city would have a clean water source and went to the upper reaches of the nearby river."

"Considering that building a large city requires a lot of food and water sources, as well as energy to boil water for cooking, these are not aspects that I am good at considering. Commander, you can do it yourself."

The black M4 quickly reported in.

"Okay, I will ask Galina to prepare and transport living supplies as soon as possible after I go back. First, clear out a safe area that can be used as a warehouse, and then bring a group of children who have absorbed my blood to start building a living area."

Mo Yin nodded and said.

"This kind of non-combat mission is not what I am good at. Please make your own decision."

The black M4 answered unceremoniously.

"Master, I think we need some design drawings and plans to build the city. You may need to recruit some architectural experts among humans."

The agent suggested while controlling the dragoons to spread out in all directions.

"Ahaha, I completely forgot about this. When I get back, let the big orange cat spend a lot of money to hire a construction team to come over and draw drawings to guide the construction."

"Of course, if they dare to hurt those children, they will just kill them and replace them with the next construction team."

"It's up to you, M4, to supervise this matter. I hope those children will eventually become our family."

Mo Yin asked.

"As long as it's a task, I will do it well, don't worry."

"Hahahahaha, isn't this the Dragoon!!! It's been so long! Hehehehehe."

There was a burst of excited laughter in the distance, and then Moyin saw the agent's face darken.

Chapter 83 The notorious bandit in Iron Blood sp 2

"Master, the mad dog of the AR team disassembled some parts of a dragoon's left arm and installed it on himself. Please stop it, otherwise the dragoon's combat effectiveness will be reduced by 7.5%."

"Depending on the situation, this group of dragoons may be plundered by her, which will greatly affect their combat effectiveness."

The agent reported with a sullen expression.

"Ahem...I'll say a few words to her when she comes over."

Mo Yin wiped his cold sweat. He knew who the agent was talking about without even thinking about it. He was just a bitch who would casually take apart parts and install them on himself.

Sure enough, after a while Mo Yin saw a petite figure running over.

"Commander, you're here to see us!"

Gouzi made a very happy sound, and then rushed towards Mo Yin like a small cannonball.

"I'm telling you, now that the Iron-Blooded units are friendly forces, don't dismantle their parts and install them on yourself. If you have any accessories you want, you can come to me and I will give you better accessories."

Mo Yin reached out and tapped Gouzi's little head lightly.

"Hey, hey, this is just a habit. The new accessories on the dragoons used to be quite useful, so I just grabbed some as I passed by."

Gouzi smiled sheepishly, removed a few parts from his arm and handed them to Mo Yin.

The dragoon whose parts had been dismantled by Gouzi before was also quickly returned to Mo Yin under the control of the agent. Then the agent took the parts from Mo Yin's hand and installed them on the dragoon's body.