Chapter 18 Number One

Ebert easily grasped the fist that the card repairer in front of him was hitting at him, felt the strength, and then directly grabbed the card repairer, swung it aside as a weapon, and knocked four or five into the air in other directions Other Xiuka combatants who ran over by themselves.

"Is this the only level of reformed and strengthened combatants produced by your repair card? The technology given to you by consortium b has produced such defective products. I am a little disappointed." Ebert talked with a large number of repairmen. Card transforming human fights, while still being able to comment on it, it's more like a cat playing with a mouse than fighting, and you can also talk about it by the way.

"Aren't there any stronger fighters?" Ebert shot a beast-shaped humanoid in the head, and said sarcasticly: "If Shuka's level is only at this level, it won't be long. , they all have to be solved by me.

It's okay if I didn't enjoy myself, but if the technology of the consortium only transforms these low-end gadgets, I'm afraid that if you let the consortium b down.

Maybe the consortium will consider stopping the funding for your repair cards, if you don't want to be out of this game.

Then hurry up, if you have any hole cards, don't hide them, quickly take them out and test them for me. "

A huge stream of data flowed through Dr. Zola's eyes, analyzing Ebert's various data.

"Regardless of strength, speed, and defense, are they overwhelmingly superior to my cyborg? Blood dive? Is this the technological power of the consortium? How did this suit of armor be made?"

"Dr. Zola, isn't No. [-] almost finished? Ordinary reformed and strengthened combatants obviously can't pose any effective threat to this intruder's blood potential. Why don't we dispatch No. [-].

Think of it as the No. [-] actual combat debugging experiment. On the screen, Pierce saw that the situation of the battle was unfavorable, and suggested.

"That's the only way to go. Although No. [-] has not been completely completed, there is no stronger combat power in the base.

And it really needs an actual battle to test, collect data, and complete the final debugging and strengthening. "Dr. Zola nodded, connected to the internal network of the base, opened the program of the lowest laboratory, and awakened his most outstanding transformation result-"No. [-]".

Just as Dr. Zola awakened 'Number One' in a short time, the battle was already over.

These ordinary card modification and strengthening combatants are just some experimental products, which can't break through the defense of Ebert's blood submersible armor at all, and the speed and power are overwhelmingly crushed.

Although the more fight the less, the situation is completely one-sided. Ebert alone suppressed dozens of combatants, but within a few minutes, nearly a hundred of the modified combatants were defeated by Ebert. Burt put them all down.

"If Xiuka still wants to get technical support from the consortium, then show your value, otherwise the consortium may have to reconsider supporting another object."

Ebert put the gun on his shoulder, and the eye part of the helmet faced the camera directly, and said.

"Your Excellency, wait a moment. I have awakened the latest strong biochemical transformation results of Shuka, and I will not disappoint you. Please wait patiently for a while." Dr. Zola communicated to Ebert through the radio in the base. I don't want to lose the support of consortium b's superb technology.

"Okay, I'll wait a few minutes." Ebert leaned against the wall and said.

A few minutes later, Ebert heard footsteps coming from far to near in the passage, each sound was as dull as a heavy object falling to the ground, and there was a few seconds between them.

The sound got closer and closer, and the last man with a height of about 1.9 meters, a tough face, and mechanically dull eyes appeared in front of Ebert, and jumped in front of Ebert from a distance of more than 20 meters from the passage.

"This is 'No. [-]', a super combat soldier transformed by combining the highest biochemical and mechanical technology of Shuka." Dr. Zola's voice came, introducing Ebert as if introducing his beloved baby road.

"Number one?" A meaningful smile appeared on Ebert's face hidden under the blood-submersible armor. Of course, Dr. Zola couldn't see this smile.

"Come on." Ebert waved his hand casually.

Following Dr. Zola's order, No. [-] began to transform, and nano-metal like mercury flowed out from the body, covering the whole body, and the skin, musculoskeletal, and bones mutated to form insect-like horny.

The nano-metal and the body's mutated horny muscles and bones are fused to form a full-coverage armor. The muscle lines on the body fit perfectly with the metal armor, forming a singular beauty of life and mechanical unity.

After the transformation was completed, No. [-] jumped up without saying a word, and punched Ebolt with the wind pressure.

Facing No. [-]'s punch, Ebert unhurriedly stretched out his hand to meet it, and chose to take the punch head-on.

The clash of fists and palms caused a burst of air explosion and a strong air shock wave in the small space, and the body of the Shuka fighter lying on the ground next to him was directly blown away by the air wave.

Although Ebert still didn't expend much effort to block No. [-]'s attack head-on, he still stepped on the ground about four to five centimeters and took a step back.

After one fist and one punch were blocked by Ebert, there was no pause at all, but the armored insect-like compound eyes on the head flickered, and they punched one after another. The superb fighting skills of various genres were displayed extremely skillfully, Attack Albert violently from all directions.

Ebert also put the gun to his waist slightly, and responded to No. [-]'s attack with both hands.

During the scuffle between the two, the walls that were originally made of alloy became riddled with holes, twisted and sunken, and the ground made of high-strength concrete was also shattered like a spider's web, with broken stones flying.

Although No. [-] carries enormous power with its punches and kicks, even a main battle tank can be overturned with the power of No. [-].

But during the fight, every attack by No. [-] would be blocked by Ebert with ease.

Seeing that No. [-] could not gain any advantage for a long time, Zola immediately sent the final attack command. No. [-] flew up, gathering the biological and mechanical energy of the whole body on the right leg, and the entire right leg lit up because of the overflowing energy. A blow kicked and kicked towards Ebert.

Ebert saw that the energy gathered by No. [-] was emitting a visible brilliance from his legs, and he stood still slightly, and when he got serious, he charged his right fist, and the nebula gas energy of the blood dive armor surged, and his right fist was surrounded by nebula energy smoke , punched No. [-]'s flying kick.

Punches and kicks collided and wrestled with each other, and the overflowing energy distorted the surrounding air, and a burst of dazzling light burst out, making it impossible to look directly at.

There was a stalemate between the two sides for a while, and in the end Ebert was the better one. He knocked No. [-] into the air with a punch and hit the metal wall. The whole person was embedded in the wall, leaving a huge human-shaped imprint.

The number one hanging on the metal wall looks miserable, the armor of the right leg is densely damaged, like a piece of broken porcelain, and a large amount of blood (let's identify it as blood) flows out of the wound.

However, No. [-]'s self-healing ability is very powerful. He struggled to get himself out of the wall. At the same time, inside the shattered armor, the muscles squirmed, and the injury was bonded and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was back to normal in less than half a minute.

During this period, Ebert has been standing aside, observing with interest as if watching a play, and has no intention of chasing after the victory at all.

"That's right, that's pretty much the same. It can be considered that the technical information provided by the consortium is not in vain." After seeing No. [-]'s recovery ability, Ebert said in a tone of praise, exactly like buying a product from a merchant. Product judgmental attitude.

"No. [-] combines nanotechnology and biochemical gene technology. The two complement each other, making No. [-] have an extraordinary self-healing ability." Dr. Zola's voice came.

Ebert touched his chin, nodded and said: "Let's stop here for now, I still had a good time, and we will have opportunities to communicate in the future.

In addition, I would like to give you a piece of advice, don't test the consortium's bottom line beyond your limits, otherwise the next time you come, you may not be as easy-talking as me. "

The nebula gas on Ebert's body directly erupted and extended, turning into two huge semi-energy cobras, circling and rushing towards No. [-]. The speed of these two cobras is not slow, and it is difficult to avoid them in a narrow space. The number only punched a few times, but couldn't dodge and was directly entangled by two cobras, unable to move.

At this time, Ebert came to the side of No. [-] in a flash, and punched No. [-] on the head with a heavy punch, and the nebula gas penetrated into it.

No. [-] went limp and lost control.

"What's going on, number one is out of control." In the meeting room, although Dr. Zola didn't show any expression because his body was made of mechanical life-prevention, his eyes flickered rapidly, clearly expressing his shock.

"Although the chip controlling No. [-] is stored in his head, it is absolutely impossible for the simple impact of an object to affect the chip's future control!

According to my design, unless the No. [-] head armor is destroyed, it is impossible to affect the chip. "

"This number one, I took it away, let it be a small price for you to pay.

Well, ciao (goodbye). "

Carrying No. [-], Ebert waved his hand gently, as if saying goodbye to a friend, and then raised his hand and shot the monitor in front of him.

"Immediately send personnel to the scene to check the situation." After the camera was destroyed by Ebert, and the scene was lost, Dr. Zola immediately ordered the personnel in the base to investigate the situation.

"What is the purpose of the consortium taking No. [-]? Could it be that they want to use our hands to make super soldiers for them?"

"No, judging from the previous battles, the performance of the consortium's blood submersible armor is obviously much higher than that of the No. [-] modified by Dr. Zola."

"Or is it that they swaggered into the repair card base, as if they were in no one's land, and took away No. [-], which was modified by repair card with the most cutting-edge technology, just to show us their strength and deter us?"

Many Hydra leaders on the screen in the conference room discussed.

"No. [-] was taken away by Consortium B, will it affect your subsequent technology development?" Pierce asked Dr. Zola.

"It doesn't matter. I have recorded all the battle data before No. [-], and it will not affect the progress of the transformation experiment." Zola shook her head and said, her eyes flickering.

"More powerful improvements are needed, the number one is not enough, far from enough!" Dr. Zola thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)

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