Chapter 855 Black Dog (Part 2)
When they saw the violent Jilafa Type 3, people suddenly realized that those gunshots and explosions did not seem to be a massacre.
They can't just sit back and wait for death!
Most people's brains are as simple as Carl's. They have no idea why these robots are going crazy or why production instructions appear in their heads.
But they are just simple-minded, not fools. They know that if the giraffe suddenly ran out and kicked EBM's car, they would be finished!
EBM's troops are true professionals when it comes to fighting. They can skillfully use any kind of firearms on the market. Shooting and killing people can only be said to be work, without the slightest hesitation.
On the other hand, the citizens of the European Community, let alone fighting, have to weigh and weigh every fight. It is impossible for them to pick up weapons and rush out to fight——
But they work very well!
Thanks to decades of standardization and stable environment in the European Community, here are the largest workers with the highest average skill levels and the strongest ability to withstand stress in the world!
They can stay focused when the factory next door explodes, stay in the work shed to avoid being late for work when a typhoon approaches, and endure high-intensity currents when their prosthetics are about to be scrapped when the air is filled with toxic substances until the team's mission is completed.
Although they are inexperienced in killing and fighting, if they can survive by working, then no one can beat them!
Bang!
"Come on, brothers! Let's do it!"
Elliot also put on work clothes, and put his entire arm into the neural metallurgical access chamber. Dense neural links extended from the work clothes——
The neurometallurgical furnace sprays powder continuously, and electric current flashes wildly in the furnace;
The speed of the production line is maximized, the running speed of the forging hammer is close to the threshold, the current carried by the line has long exceeded the working range, and the robot, etching machine, laser, and welding are in full operation!
One after another, things that they have never made come out of the production line, and are sent to the assembly table before the temperature even drops——
An assembly arm attaches the device to the Girafa III, and workers pull long wires to connect the device to the modular interface.
The workshop is filled with the smell of engine oil, metal powder and welding arc. The robotic arm slides on the track. The low metal roar echoes with the distant explosion. The metal combines and sparks fly.
throat!
Giant cranes hung thick steel chains to lift the final weapon components to designated locations.
[Muramasa: No. 17, stepper module calibration, spinal hydraulic debugging completed, load test preparation. 】
Severns looked at this robot and was shocked:
The Jirafa Type III has the appearance of a giraffe. With the addition of supporting bones, its neck can reach a maximum height of 8 meters, serving as a communication antenna.
At this moment, the outer frame used to strengthen its body has turned this robot into a bunker. The multi-section reinforced alloy rattles and lengthens, and the buzzing sound from the four hydraulically powered legs feels like a tank. launch!
"We're working with a rogue AI," Sevens muttered. "This is ridiculous."
Bang!
The modified roof of the factory slowly opened, and the sky outside turned into the sky of a war zone.
An aerial vehicle passed overhead at high speed——
"They're coming!"
The world in front of everyone present was mosaic. Black and red lightning burst out from the power supply behind the giraffe, climbing all the way along the line, completely charging the electromagnetic gun installed on this industrial robot!
The weapons wrapped in dark red current looked familiar to the workers every time they took them apart:
Industrial-grade arc welding machines, magnetic transport devices, heavy-duty industrial production robotic arms, industrial liquid nitrogen pipelines, and projectiles filled in the gun barrel are clearly assembled warheads cut from steel sheets and high-density alloys. In a sense, they are a bit... like a nail gun
Each component can be compared with the equipment they use in daily production, but assembled together.
They knew it was a cannon.
[Name: "Garbage Jet" electromagnetic launcher]
[Description: A weapon that comes out of the civilian industrial production line, a super cannon that removes software restrictions. 】
The workers watched the roof slowly open, and watched the Jirafa Type 3 standing with its head pointed at the sky. The work in their hands did not stop, and the rock music in their minds reached its climax!
[Narrowing your eyes in the steel forest, the black dog accompanying you follows you like a shadow]
[Trapped in the alley, the chase never stops.]
[Black sky and bloody night, ominous sign]
【How to stop, everything has just come! 】
【The black dog is in my brain! Lead me to the end! 】
【The black dog is in my brain! Lead me to the end! 】
Black lightning flashed in the energy, climbing up the spine of the Zillafa III, filling the barrel, and accumulating power.
boom!
[EMB Commando Beta: This is impossible! 】
Under the acceleration of the electromagnetic gun, the alloy block completely turned into a shell that was comparable to the main gun of a tank. The floating car, which was already being chased by lasers, was hit head-on!
The huge kinetic energy impact caused the entire car to lose its balance. The overloaded engine burst into flames and exploded. The world was spinning and the people in the car were dying!
boom!
【Run! Run! 】
The EBM commandos on the ground have no time to care about the fleeing workers and citizens. There are also robots behind them!
All the stimulants in their bodies were injected together, and the pain of electric current stimulation came from their brains, but the prosthetic bodies were all locked!
Without the software driver, these arms are not only useless but also difficult to move as if they were filled with lead. Their mental state is highly concentrated and excited, but their bodies are as slow as dying people!
The disordered physical environment causes mental breakdown to come earlier and earlier. People are constantly going crazy and even having epilepsy. Let alone attacking properly, they can't even see the target clearly!
Johnny's voice sings the same part, but EBM and the workers feel completely different!
They were the pursuers at first, but now they are just the prey being chased!
What's more desperate is that EBM's sky attack is obviously a strategic weapon. In this case, it does not distinguish between enemies and friends.
The workers can't get help, and EBM's combat soldiers can't pass the message to the outside.
Boom!
With a loud bang, black smoke came out of the police station, and uniform footsteps sounded on the street.
The unconscious company soldiers immediately thought of what this was:
If the roving AI can control the industrial machines of the entire Bremen, then why don't they attack the police station to obtain the machines and equipment of the European Community?
They only had one question left:
Why didn't the roving AI attack the workers closest to them first, and even cooperated with them?
Are there really organic souls?
There was a major mistake in EBM's strategy: it was not that the workers were forced to lock together with the EBM soldiers.
It was that the soldiers were forced to lock in Bremen.
The robot walked to the paralyzed soldier and raised the weapon in his hand.
It was just that the soldier's five senses were all disturbed, and the brain nerves were still burned over a large area, and he could hardly feel anything.
Only the roar that was getting louder and louder was left:
[The hunter has become the prey, running and chasing are no longer opposites——]
[Run! Run! ]
Bang!
