In the information given to General Morgan earlier, Helen had already concluded that the technological system represented by the mechanical insect swarm came from the outer universe.
In fact, it was an alien intelligent race that came to the earth, a poorly written science fiction novel in the old era. plot.
But unlike the novel, this event actually happened, and not just once.
Before the war began, a starship crashed in the desert of the Old Federation.
During the rescue and research of this spacecraft, super life appeared for the first time in human eyes.
Dr.
Rochester, who has presided over the most research projects, even discovered and verified the existence of abilities, opening Pandora's box and allowing mankind to enter an era of rapid mutation and evolution.
Another difference from the novel is that the aliens in the old novels must be powerful, so powerful that a spaceship can easily destroy the earth.
But this time the wave of mechanical bugs from aliens seems to be quite weak.
In fact, mechanical combat units are not weak.
In terms of firepower, ten thousand mechanical combat units can be equivalent to a tank armored division in the old era.
The firepower of a million-sized insect swarm exceeds the total of all weapons in the history of the old era, except nuclear weapons.
But this is only theoretical data.
In a real war, a swarm of 10,000 mechanical bugs can wipe out an armored division without losing any damage to itself.
Therefore, it is actually because the ability users of the new era are too powerful that the mechanical insect swarm appears to be so fragile.
But when the number of mechanical insect swarms reaches tens of millions, and multiple giant mother ships with strategic strike capabilities appear, almost everyone is no longer thinking about winning, but how many people will survive.
No matter how desperate the situation is, people will still not give up.
As long as you persist, there will be hope.
I don’t know which celebrity this sentence came from in the Middle Ages, but at that time it was to inspire the soldiers to hold on for a while longer when surrounded by an overwhelmingly superior number of enemy troops, waiting for the arrival of non-existent reinforcements.
Ten minutes before the vanguard of the insect wave arrived, the deployment of the entire Blood Parliament's forces had been completed.
Lieutenant Colonel Julio finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his vision went dark and he collapsed on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the Lieutenant Colonel's brand new Dark Dragon Rider uniform was soaked with cold sweat.
The two staff officers worked together to drag the severely exhausted lieutenant colonel from the ground to the sofa so that he could sit more comfortably.
Then, together with Julio, they stared intently at the big screen.
Now everything that needs to be done has been done, all that's left is waiting.
At some point, a light curtain rose from the command podium on the second floor, blocking the view of the staff in the hall below.
Behind the light curtain, General Josh Morgan looked at the rapidly approaching insect swarm on the big screen, put down the coffee cup in his hand, and lightly knocked on the command podium.
The automatic door opened silently, and the female secretary walked in carrying a metal box that was more than half a cubic meter in size.
This box seemed to weigh at least several hundred kilograms.
She, who was usually cool and charming, was holding it in her hands, but it was just a little difficult to carry it.
She placed the dark black metal box on the ground, pressed the switch, and with a slight motor sound, the metal box opened automatically, and a humanoid frame rose inside, with a complete set of armor components on it.
The style of these armors is not outstanding.
The black-gray coating is almost non-reflective, and there are only some simple dark gold patterns on them.
General Morgan took off his general uniform and began to put on his armor piece by piece.
His movements were slow and calm, as if he was preparing for a banquet.
The female secretary has already left.
She knows when to be there and when to leave.
The workmanship of the armor is not exquisite.
Compared with the most advanced alloy armor today, not only is there nothing outstanding about the material, but there are still many gaps in performance indicators.
The greatest value of this set of armor itself is actually its commemorative significance.
It accompanied Morgan through the entire bloody dusk, and was also the origin of the Dark Dragonrider logo.
It has been sealed since the end of the Bloody Dusk, and it was not until today that it was put back into General Morgan's body.
In fact, it is just a very ordinary set of armor.
Its lightweight may be its only advantage.
It does not have any special functions and does not have its own power.
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The functions of new-age power armor such as motion capture and force amplification are even less likely to exist.
There are also hidden damage lines in some parts that have not been completely repaired.
Each dark crack reminds Morgan of the story that happened at that time.
Josh Morgan stroked the helmet on his body, and his mind seemed to have returned to the days when he fought in blood and gunpowder smoke day and night.
At that time, there were so many comrades who fought side by side.
They were extremely talented, but they were like shooting stars, passing away after releasing their most brilliant brilliance.
Many of them are more talented and powerful than Josh Morgan, but they lack some luck.
Only beings like Lanaxis, who had an overwhelming power advantage in the late stages of the war, could ensure their own survival in that extremely chaotic situation.
And now, it's time for a decisive battle.
"Angelina, speaking of it, I haven't seen her in many years.
I really don't know what she has become in the Crimson Castle after all these years."
Morgan muttered to himself, adjusting his armor.
This suit of armor was tailor-made for him more than ten years ago.
Now it feels a little too tight when he puts it on, and he needs to inhale and tighten his abdomen before putting it on.
This made the general couldn't help but lament his youthful years.
In fact, his belly is just slightly protruding, and you can't even see it when wearing a general's uniform.
After getting dressed, Josh Morgan clicked on a small light screen at hand.
There were only a few icons on the screen.
After clicking, several small windows popped up, which were obviously surveillance videos.
One of them caught his attention and he zoomed in to full screen.
It was a comprehensive weapons factory.
A dozen technicians were carrying out pieces of equipment and installing them on two men respectively, arming them like two turrets filled with gun barrels.
These are two people that General Morgan is very familiar with, the silver-haired Lafite and the black-steel Curtis.
The equipment that the technicians moved out was obviously tailor-made for the two people.
They were piled up piece by piece and fit perfectly, making it perfect for the body.
It's just that the style of the equipment is a bit weird, and the firepower is really too strong.
If these weapons and ammunition were placed on a heavy-duty tank, they would be enough, but now they are piled on two people, which looks awkward.
"Hurry up, hurry up, you still have one minute, do you hear me clearly, one minute?"
Lafite roared loudly, asking the sweaty technicians to run faster.
Now is indeed a race against time.
The time until the insect wave hits the outer defense line has been calculated in minutes.
Being able to complete the equipment preparation one minute earlier is just a few seconds for strong men like Lafite and Curtis.
Choose better fighting positions within kilometers.
During the break between the crazy busy work of the technicians, Lafite still had time to say to Curtis: "Hey Black Steel, do you think these things are useful?
Why do I feel like the two of us are almost turning into humanoid turrets?"
"Helen has never done anything useless."
Curtis blocked Lafite's possible subsequent complaints with one sentence.
Lafite shrugged.
In fact, he just wanted to talk.
What he said was not important.
If you keep quiet all the time, the pressure of silence can drive you crazy.
The three minutes of equipment reorganization seemed as long as three hours.
With the last high-energy fuel cell embedded in the customized armor, the reorganization finally came to an end.
Before leaving the weapons workshop, Lafite suddenly approached Curtis and sighed: "I haven't had sex with Helen even once.
I'm really unwilling."
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Curtis shrugged, causing the clusters of micro-missiles on his shoulder armor to collide.
The face of the technician next to him turned pale in an instant, and the captain also realized that his habitual movements were now completely classified as dangerous movements, so he grinned a few times and let it go.
Lafite's voice was not quiet.
He spoke not only to Curtis, but also to the technicians present, and perhaps to an old guy hiding behind the camera.
"This kid is still the same as before."
Morgan muttered to himself, but he was not as angry as before.
What Lafite meant was that he hoped that these technicians who stayed behind and had a higher chance of survival could one day convey his words to Helen.
Perhaps, Lafite originally wanted the person to send the message to be General Morgan, but the proud general naturally refused to admit that his peeping had been noticed.
There's one minute left until the war starts.
Taking advantage of this little flaw, Morgan took the time to switch between several screens.
Many scenes were of the interior of Persephone's private hospital, and even a corner of Helen's central laboratory.
This is a monitor that has been placed in secret for more than ten years.
They are all single-use, and the prepared power supply can support use for up to ten minutes.
However, in all the pictures, including the central laboratory where she should be, Helen was nowhere to be seen.
She seemed to disappear out of thin air, which made General Morgan's heart tremble slightly.
He couldn't help but feel a little worried, even though he knew that it was almost impossible for anything to happen to her.
But that was normal, and now the situation is critical.
There was a detail in the flashing picture that caught General Morgan's attention.
He immediately recalled the scene.
The picture is a bit blurry.
It was taken by the lens of the central laboratory.
It emphasizes concealment, and the picture quality must be sacrificed.
Morgan zoomed in on the screen and saw clearly that it was a piece of paper placed on the experimental table.
The orientation of the paper is right facing the camera, so even with such poor resolution, the content on it can be seen clearly.
It was a pen sketch, with a simple but very expressive style.
In just a few strokes, the head of a little girl was outlined.
She is very sweet, with big eyes and long hair with wavy curls.
The little girl's face was dull and expressionless, but the V-sign made by her little hands showed a childlike and cute look that was consistent with her age.
Exactly what Helen looked like when she was five years old.
In a moment of trance, Morgan seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago.
At that time, although there were persistent radiation clouds in the sky, there was sunshine in his heart
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