I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Carl did not risk climbing over the bunker. She just took out the last bit of explosives from her waist - she was running in a hurry, and the explosives were not used up yet, and there were still a few detonators left.

She immediately inserted the detonator, threw it behind the bunker, and triggered the explosion neatly - it was hilarious, that guy was obviously preparing a big move, why should I get close to see? He could just blow it up.

Boom! The remaining explosives were more than enough to blow open the bunker, and the strange, amorphous creature was blown out from behind the bunker, trembling all over, looking like it was about to die - but this also showed that their bodies were very strong and they could survive the bomb at close range.

"Strange creature! This world has a lot to consider if it wants to cooperate with the local government." Carl wrote this down in his notebook, and without waiting for the creature to say anything, he directly hit its body with plasma.

But the effect of this shot was a little wrong. After the plasma jet hit its body, it did not melt, but became slightly swollen, and its belly turned a little red.

Carl felt something was wrong, but she still fired at it with her laser gun and plasma pistol, and the moment the lasers hit the monster's body, it exploded.

Like popping an inflated balloon, the rancid liquid inside splashed out. The creature's upper and lower halves separated, the upper half blasted into the air and then fell back down, while the lower half lay flat on the ground.

Naturally, Carl couldn't avoid it either. Her power suit was corroded by the strange pus, and most of the skin on her face was burned, revealing the alloy skeleton inside.

Carl irritably wiped the slime off his body with a nearby snow pile, and then had to fight with a scarf covering his face.

"What are you?! You, what are you?! Metal?!" The monster with the exploded body actually trembled after seeing Dokar's burnt face.

Carl directly used a plasma gun to dissolve his upper body. She had no habit of sending intelligence.

The exploding liquid splashed onto the surrounding German soldiers, and it was the first time that Carl saw firsthand the effect of the exploding liquid splashing onto the human body.

The corpses touched by the liquid immediately came to life. These German soldiers who had clearly been killed actually slowly crawled to their feet, complaining loudly:

"Damn it, what happened!"

"My head! My head! Where is it?! Ugh! My head is broken! I'm going to die! Aaaaaahhhh!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"It stinks! I stink all over! Mom! Where are you!?"

The corpses made a chaotic sound, and they seemed to ignore the human form and move aimlessly.

From the corner of his eye, Calder saw a huge rat running out from the corner, and the corpses immediately closed their mouths and rushed towards the rat with howling sounds.

"Blood! Life!"

STG44 and MP40 turned to look at Carl, hoping to get orders and answers from her.

380 Old Nest

[Kill them all.] Carl immediately understood that these reanimated corpses had the ability to track living people, but unfortunately the humanoid form was not a living person, so the spell was useless.

The humanoids quickly cleaned up the moving corpses and then rushed into the air-raid shelter.

This air-raid shelter had become a pure cult site, with symbols painted all over the floor, walls, and ceiling that the humanoids couldn't understand.

Large patches of crimson and orange marks smeared the walls, and the humanoids' visual systems could detect that these were blood and human excrement.

Along those corridors, you could see skinned corpses with spikes piercing their bodies from throat to anus. The abdominal cavity of this corpse had been hollowed out, and all the organs inside had disappeared.

"Ah...ah..." There were even a few people whose hips had been pierced, hanging from pillars, barely breathing. Their limbs had been chopped off, and the wounds of the severed limbs were writhing with a gray-black gelatinous substance, sealing the wounds and causing them to bleed to death.

Even humanoids felt a little uncomfortable witnessing such a scene. These cultists might be using human suffering as a source of power, or they might simply be seeking pleasure.

The figures moved at top speed, moving through the corpses and blasphemous symbols strewn across the ground, heading deeper into the hallway. From the depths of the corridor, faint whispers seemed to emanate, as if a large number of believers were chanting prayers.

These prayers will cause human intruders to suffer hallucinations and pain, ranging from mild headaches to severe shock. But for the humanoids, chanting here will save me the trouble of looking for you!

The figures sprang into action, but as expected, there were still elite guards inside: a dozen or so humans wearing strange coats and carrying automatic weapons.

The bodies of these humans could almost be undone by their clothes, and their bodies were identical to those of the super-sized individuals, but their intelligence seemed to be well preserved.

They chanted the slogan "Invisible Mother, grant me strength" while pouring ammunition. The humanoids locked onto the sound of the song and knocked down these ignorant defenders.

[Route...route...Why does the air-raid shelter have to be so deep? Damn it!] The usually calm man shouted angrily.

[Karl! The singing voice has changed its tone. I remember this... They're almost done!] MP40 shouted.

[Route! I need...] Carl looked to the side suddenly. She pulled down a decoration made of six feet and twelve hands nailed together and threw it aside, revealing a map of the terrain underneath.

[There's only one hall nearby!] Carl calculated the shortest route, shot a semi-arc frame towards the wall, then activated the thrusters behind him and slammed into it.

Boom! The load-bearing wall of the air-raid shelter was instantly knocked open by Carl. What appeared before her was a bloody and extremely human slaughter scene.

Hundreds of severed heads were neatly stacked in the center of the hall, and the headless corpses surrounded a huge bright red ritual. The blood spurting from the corpses turned the ritual site into a small ocean of blood.

Dozens of cultists in luxurious clothes loudly chanted lyrics that the humanoids could not understand. They opened their hands, and the blood and heads in the pool floated with a magical power, as if someone had scooped up the blood and heads and savored them carefully.

Zizizi! The humanoids didn't care. Three of them rushed in and immediately shot all the cultists dead. The cultists' eyes widened, their fanaticism gone, replaced by a look of contentment.

[Huh...Huh...Caught up.] Looking at the cultists lying motionless in the pool of blood, and the blood and heads inside the ritual slowly falling back, Carl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

[Captain Carl! That blood pool, the blood pool has swallowed the corpses of the cultists!] STG44 shouted.

The bodies sank at a visible speed, like ice cubes in the Saraha Desert. These believers dedicated themselves to the ritual, and the ritual would return even greater power. Even without the need for chanting, the power might be enough.

[No, no, no, why... did we fail?!] Carl pulled out his laser rifle and plasma pistol and fired wildly at the summoning circle.

But after being imbued with supernatural powers, these formations possessed unparalleled performance, and could not be destroyed even after an hour's attack with these weapons.

The blood in the ritual quickly boiled, and the figures behind him immediately grabbed Carl's hands.

[Captain! Let's retreat!] MP40 suddenly woke Carl up, and the three-man team immediately turned around and planned to run outside.

But the boiling blood didn't seem to think so. This blood seemed to have the ability to sense movement. It immediately exploded on the spot, quickly pouring a large amount of blood on the human figure.

The blood, imbued with supernatural powers, quickly corroded the humanoids' power suits, and their knee joints completely necrotized and broke in two after just a few steps. The humanoids could only crawl on the ground.

[No no no no!!!] MP40 could only let out a howl in the end. She watched as blood splattered everywhere as the ritual formation completed the last part of the ceremony on its own.

"Damn, if I only knew the right way..." Carl could only make an unwilling sound.

In the mist formed by boiling blood, a tall figure was looming. It was a complete monster.

White flesh formed the support of the column's numerous bony amputated limbs, each terminating in a rounded, raised foot that seemed completely immobile.

It had no arms, just three spines dug deep into the ground. The head was the worst part, a thick mass of white, gelatinous curls dotted with watery gray eyeballs and centered in a giant, toothy beak.

The creature flashed through the mist and then vanished. With the strange creature's disappearance, the immense energy stored within the ritual formation rapidly activated. This unused energy accumulated within the formation, and then, inevitably, it was released.

The energy with nowhere to escape exploded the formation, and the blood containing power rushed to the roof of the air-raid shelter, directly corroding and collapsing the reinforced concrete.

On this cold winter night, steaming blood was thrown into the air, then condensed into crystals under the influence of the cold air and fell to the ground. The humanoids stared blankly at the dripping blood, not wanting to say anything.

To the east, it seemed the last few German troops were still holding out. Further northeast, east of Leningrad, a strange rumbling sound seemed to be emanating from the great lake.

381 Cross-time and space express delivery

What kind of power is that? What is that strange creature? What is this, this inexplicable power?

Although Carl's mental cloud map was still functioning normally, her spirit was not affected. Perhaps this scene and what happened would cause the human will to collapse and be unable to continue to act, but she and her teammates were able to maintain their sanity.

Humanoids, a product of technology that is not magical at all, still have some advantages. At least they will not be inexplicably polluted mentally and turn into crazy creatures to attack other friendly forces.

But right now, there are indeed too many secrets and mysteries unfolding before her eyes, and she really can't just ignore them.

If he could find some clues about this cult, if he could find some clues, perhaps the situation would be much better. At least Carl could find another way to stop the ritual from continuing.

In theory, shouldn't interrupting the chanting cause the ritual to backfire, shattering the formation and granting victory to the good guys? Why would killing them all actually facilitate the ritual's success?

[MP40, STG44?] Carl asked both sides. It seemed that the teammates on both sides had temporarily shut down for some reason and needed some time to recover.

Was it the shockwave from the explosion? Or was it something else? Even if they hadn't been transported back to the main base, even if it had been a success, Carl needed her teammates. They were definitely stronger than ordinary soldiers.

Their condition wasn't good either. Their power suits were broken, and all of their leg joints were no longer usable. If they could have a pair of legs, they could at least lead the other two as mobile turrets. Now all three of them were turrets.

Forget it, let's contact the heavy armored squad and have them carry us to the battle. We have to fight. If we don't fight... the Soviet army might actually be pushed back. The ritual alone is so powerful, how much more powerful must the monsters they summon be?

The plan to stop this evil cult has failed, so let's start again by cutting losses... Carl moved her broken legs. Her legs below the knees were covered with spots of rust, her calves were no longer usable, and only her thighs were not affected.

The blood with supernatural power rushed into the sky, and the falling blood crystals hit their bodies, splashing out one corrosive pit after another.

Is this the monster's ability? Or perhaps I underestimated this world... Carl sighed.

Even though he had brought so many people together to fight, he still failed because of his careless handling.

Beep, beep...The familiar yet unfamiliar communication sound rang out, and Carl picked it up subconsciously.

[Karl! It's me! How are you guys doing? What the hell are you doing? You caught a howitzer on your face?] Sun Yang's face appeared before the humanoids. He was shocked to see how badly they were burned. It was rare to see a humanoid beaten like this.

"No, we got hit by the blood splattered during the ritual. But how did you get in touch with us, Commander?" Carl was confused. Didn't they say the signal was terrible due to the distance? Could the heavy armored team be approaching?

[Supernatural powers?... As expected, humanoids and Saturn alloys have absolutely no magic resistance. There's nothing we can do about it. Uh, Oasis detected a massive energy signal, so we locked onto your location.] Sun Yang said, pointing at the window.

[Commander, our mission has failed.] Just as Carl was about to elaborate on the details, he was interrupted by Sun Yang.

[No need for a detailed report. Tell me, do you need heavy firepower to solve the problem?] Sun Yang looked at Carl.

[Of course, of course we need it!] Carl said subconsciously.

[I'll report it after you settle down and find a stable signal. Now, I need to concentrate...] Sun Yang closed his eyes and swung his spiral sword vigorously.

Although the commander swung the sword vigorously, Carl thought the commander's movements were just for the sake of atmosphere and concentration. In fact, the commander would have had the same effect if he hadn't moved the spiral sword.

Then Carl saw a blue-purple arc of electricity burst out in the air in front of him, and then a large, tattered container fell in front of the humanoids with a thud.

Teleport? Success?

[Commander?] Carl wanted to ask, but Sun Yang across from him just waved his hand wearily.

[Energy signal quickly... dissipating... Do what you have to do...] Sun Yang's face quickly became blurred and then disappeared. Carl knocked on the ground in frustration. The energy dissipated too quickly!

"Captain Carl! The commander just told us to do what we were supposed to do. That box contains your new weapon, and it's sure to break the deadlock! All you have to do is say a few words to activate the weapon inside!"

Just when Carl was feeling a little frustrated, the heavy armored team fighting in the distance suddenly spoke in the channel and said those vague words.

Their communications were able to remain normal, but the signal strength was not strong enough to transport weapons.

The commander said he was worried you might not have heard clearly, so he asked us to repeat it again. The heavy armored team added.

I don’t know what’s going on, but Carl always feels like his excited and nervous mood has been suddenly poured with a bucket of cold water.

"Say a few words?" Just as Carl finished speaking, a loud noise came from the iron box. A metal fist punched through the iron sheet and then tore open the tattered shell.

"Standard humanoid power armor, number AA001, has detected a humanoid signal: KAR98K. The humanoid body has been severely damaged. Activating the protection program and requesting a replacement body."

A figure over two meters tall in power armor tore open the box and strode out. The power armor made a very robotic sound.

"AI? What are you?" Carl stared at the power armor. Wasn't this the same armored-to-the-teeth power armor he'd worn before leaving? Huh? And it even automatically requested a replacement? Why did this thing feel so stupid?

"This machine is a supplementary combat AI developed by Pascal and Antonina Research Institute based on the Robco company's artificial intelligence. Its main functions are: automatically launching fire attacks to support the Adaptive Humanoid on the battlefield, and assisting in combat when the Adaptive Humanoid is using power armor."

Robco's artificial intelligence? That company that killed House? This thing is based on the AI ​​from the Fallout world. Unexpectedly, Oasis Base solved the signal adaptation problem in just the past two days.

While the AI ​​in the Fallout world isn't as capable as the humanoids, it uses very little memory and wouldn't take up any space in a power armor. And judging by the looks of it, it should be able to assist with enemy detection and firing... Is this the reinforcement the commander sent? With the firepower on this thing, it could easily decimate the German army!

"Change the body! Also, change it for my teammates as well." Carl said to the other power armors.

"Detected non-adaptive humanoid signal instructions, verification in progress... KAR98K, captain of the team to which the adapted humanoid belongs, has confirmed his identity as the humanoid captain and is executing orders from superiors." These auxiliary AIs developed based on radiation AI do not have very complex logical thinking, nor do they enable simulated emotions.

Hmm...Karl always felt that Antonina was forced to give up a lot of things when conducting the compatibility test.

The power armor automatically activated, revealing a complete figure within. Carl pulled a relatively intact data cable from her wrist, letting the power armor lift her up. She then inserted the cable into the back of the figure's head.

On the other two sides, the power armor took the spare body out of the cabin, and then manually connected the power cord with some effort.

Beep, beep... After about half a minute, all of Calder's data was transferred. She opened her eyes and saw the elemental body in front of her, its facial skin burned beyond recognition, its exterior, power suit, and limbs all scorched.

And she could accurately feel the equipment and inventory of the equipment in various parts of the power armor, while the AI ​​just sat there motionless, and did nothing unless Carl spoke.

"Transfer complete, humanoid KAR98K," the AI ​​on the power armor said. This was a routine report.

"Don't call me by such a long name, call me Carl. My weapons and equipment... are all here. Oh, and there's a machine gun, great. Now I don't have to run up to the tank and shoot it."

382 Checking Armaments

Carl checked the weapon installed on his arm, a 20mm electromagnetic cannon and a block of metal material with enough capacity to fire tens of thousands of rounds of bullets.

She jumped out of her power armor and pulled the power cord from around her neck. This damaged body couldn't be left here. If anyone in this world got their hands on the remains of a humanoid, it would be a huge disaster. Any of these technological gadgets could change the entire world.

It's quite strange though, the Commander's soul protection seems to follow his awakened mind... In a sense, are we also magical creatures?

While Karl was recording the video, he took out the mind core and nuclear fusion core from the damaged body.

After the humanoid password is entered, the core will automatically burn out, and the inside will turn into a ball of charcoal, while the nuclear fusion core Carl will stay on his body and can be taken out and used as a grenade when necessary.

The other miscellaneous items were unnecessary and would be troublesome to dismantle. Carl picked up the plasma pistol next to the body and fired several shots at it, destroying his own body.