497 Art is-explosion!
The imposter had carried out more than 20 missions, and he had resolved all the difficult situations he encountered with his own analytical skills. But now, he was forced into a dead end by a teenage girl.
the imposter looked at the controller in helenâs hand and thought, â âiâm feeling great now! Thereâs no need to test it!â
Helenâs smile was bright, and her eyes were shining. âI still need to test it. This is my first time doing this kind of surgery, so science should be more rigorous.â
after saying that, helen pressed a button on the controller without waiting for the imposterâs consent.
The four people standing beside the imposter pounced to the left and right, avoiding this â fatal signal.
The team leader had gone through surgery to remove the chip, but they hadnât. If the signal was slightly off, they would be the ones to die!
The imposter stood in place with his arms in front of him.
His four teammates were like fireworks that burst out in all directions.
The scene instantly fell silent. Not a single sound could be heard.
The imposterâs eyes were wide open, and the horror on his face had not disappeared. He put down his arm and touched his head. There was no pain, no electric current in his brain, and there was no brutal scene of his skull exploding and his brain spilling out.
When the four teammates on the ground saw their Captain standing there unscathed, their expressions changed from shock to joy.
The remote control had no effect on the captain. The experiment was a success. They would no longer be controlled by others because of the â bomb â in their heads!
His passionate feelings erupted like a volcano.
In Linkâs system, the loyalty of the five of them had increased greatly. The imposterâs loyalty had jumped from 90 to 98, while the others âloyalty had also increased from 80 to 90+.
Helen chuckled. Seeing that the imposter was fine, she knew that the experiment was a success. She comforted him, â âIt turns out that the technology of the joint pharmaceutical is very ordinary. I thought it would be difficult! With this level of skill, how can you be controlled by others?â
The five members of the Suicide Squad felt as if they had been stabbed in the chest.
It was not that they had not looked for it. Even the rewards and savings from the missions, a large part of which had been used to find experts who could crack brain chips, had come up empty. Even when he visited powerful programmers and Mechanical Engineers from the outside world, they were at their wits âend about the chip.
However, from Helenâs tone, cracking the chip was as easy as drinking water and eating rice.
um ⦠Weâve looked for him before, and weâve spent a lot of money on him. Zhen Yinâs face was flushed red as she tried to explain.
Helen was immediately surprised,âIâve already looked for him, and he canât solve it?â That shouldnât be the case! You guys werenât tricked, were you?â
After he finished speaking, zhenyin choked and didnât manage to say another word.
This was the rhythm of another stab.
Link tried hard not to laugh. Helen had grown up a lot, but she still lacked the right understanding in some aspects. But it was no wonder. After absorbing â nutrients â from the data center, Helenâs attainments and strength in machinery had surpassed Dave and Ludwig. Now she could no longer find a benchmark to judge her own strength, so she would not have a clear understanding.
Helen, the knowledge youâve acquired in the data center is enough to make you the top mechanic on wasteland. âYour talent and strength are both very high. What you think is easy to do, other mechanics or engineers might not be able to do it in their entire lives.â
Helen stuck out her pink tongue and shrank her neck playfully. She had been lectured by the general again.
âWhoâs next?â
This time, even without Helenâs mention, the desire in the eyes of the remaining four people was overflowing.
Helen dealt with the âbrain bombsâ of the Suicide Squad members in no time and resolved their worries.
Until the end of the operation, the five of them still felt like they were in a dream. It was hard to believe that the â dog chain â that had tortured them for several years and had found various ways to solve it could be solved in just a few minutes without any pain.
Link looked at the five of them and crossed his arms in front of his chest.âYou have completed the B-Rank mission in Shenmu City and proved your strength. Now that Iâve fulfilled my promise and solved the problem in your heads, you will be the special squad of Shenmu City. I think the name Suicide Squad is a good one. Your daily accommodation and training places have already been arranged for you. Enjoy your rare freedom for the next few days, and I wonât assign any tasks to you.â
The members of the Suicide Squad had tears in their eyes. They were all touched by Linkâs words.
Not only did general Lin not blame them for the ambush, but he also took them in and helped them solve the problem in their brains.
Previously, the five of them had thought that switching from the wasteland gang to Linkâs side was just a change of owners. Under normal circumstances, they would be eager to arrange missions for them. However, link let them take a break and enjoy their freedom.
Everyoneâs nose twitched.
It was worth it even if she had to do enough for link!
The imposter pondered for a moment, then stood up and said, â âGeneral Lin, please donât hold it against us. Itâs already a great kindness for you to accept us and help us solve our brain problems. We donât want to help you solve your worries, but instead, we want to relax. I believe that my team members are just like me, unable to sleep and eat in peace.â
link had a faint smile on his face and his hands behind his back. itâs also an order for you to take a break. Execute it quickly!
The members of the Suicide Squad were all moved, their eyes glistening.
The imposter was stunned for a moment, but he quickly saluted, â â suicide squad, orders received! â
If one looked closely, one would notice that the imposter was trembling slightly because he was too excited.
Link waved his hand, signaling for them to leave.
Helen looked at their backs and couldnât help but say, â âGeneral, youâre a really good person, Yingluo.â
Link did not reply.
If they were assigned a mission and died, wouldnât he have saved them for nothing?
Moreover, the wasteland gang was quiet now.
Their best task now was to hide their names and rest, pretending to be dead, and let the people of Platinum Hotel and wasteland gang think that they had failed the mission and that the five of them had been beheaded. As long as this news was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the next time the Suicide Squad appeared, it would attract a lot of attention. Linkâs plan to recruit mutants would then be successful.
â¦â¦
At night, another feature of Gale desert appeared.
the wind howled, and sand and dust filled the air.
In the desert, Silverhand and macaw were wrapped tightly in their long robes. They wore wind-proof glasses on their heads and leaned forward to withstand the wind and sand.
The two of them arrived under a huge rock that had not completely weathered away in the desert. Only then did they feel that the blade-like wind had weakened a lot.
Silver hand took out a fuse machine from the metal box on his back. Then, a palm-sized storage area popped out from the mechanical arm with a few cluster bombs inside.
later, you go and plant the bomb. Iâll stay here and watch the machine. Silver hand stuck close to the macaw and shouted.
lower your voice, â the macaw said, shaking its ears. your fatherâs ears havenât become bad yet!
be careful, â silver hand said. I donât want a white-haired man to see a black-haired man off.
âYour dadâs warning!â
as long as the two of them were together, the zuan people who made use of every opportunity would definitely not be absent in terms of seniority.
The macaw used its speed ability to carry the fuse and cluster bomb to the designated location.
This place was the fixed site for the two to experiment with the bomb. If it was during the day, one could clearly see the large craters on the ground around them that were caused by the explosion. They were densely distributed in the surroundings like meteorite craters. This was the scene that could be seen in the gale desert at night, where there was a sandstorm that could bury part of the explosion pit.
The macaw found a spot that had not been destroyed and quickly placed the cluster bombs according to the requirements.
After a while, he used his special ability to hide behind the Boulder.
âOkay, itâs up to you now. Donât let your father down.â The macaw patted silver handâs shoulder and gave him a loving blow.
Silver handâs lips curled up and he suddenly said with a smile,â since youâre an elder, Iâll naturally hand over the heavy responsibility of detonating the bomb to you ~â
After saying that, he grabbed the back of fateâs neck and pressed its huge metal beak on the detonator.
With a crack, the night sky outside the Boulder they were hiding in was suddenly lit up.
It instantly lit up the night sky like it was daytime. Even the sandstorm in the sky could be seen clearly. The entire sky changed color.
silver hand couldnât help but stand up and open his arms. he didnât care about the sand in his mouth and praised, â âArgh! Praise the sun, praise the art!â
In the next second, the shockwave of the explosion rushed over with the sand, hitting silver handâs mechanical arm and leather robe.
The sand hit his face like needles.
However, silver hand stood in place, allowing the sand to hit his body, feeling the power and shock of the impact.
This â zero-distance â contact, as well as the light and heat released by the explosion, made silver handâs body and mind comfortable, as if he had a soul-dimension communication with the sun.
Silver hand took a deep breath and felt his soul sublimate.
the macaw put on a hood and quickly went to the explosion pit. Although the wind was strong and quickly carried away the heat from the explosion, the macaw could still feel a warm current as it stood beside the crater.
The macaw took out a Searchlight and shone it into the pit. It was immediately amazed. this explosion is outrageous. A few big things actually created a two-meter-wide pit.
The macaw was dumbfounded and couldnât help but shiver.
silver hand immediately followed. seeing the huge pit, his eyes lit up like a weasel that had seen an old hen. he said excitedly, âi didnât expect the cluster bombs to be so explosive.â
The macaw glanced at the Silver Hand. son, remember to thank Troy when you get back. If he didnât disarm the Duke of destructionâs armor today, we would have been turned into ashes by this batch of cluster bombs.
He waved his silver hand. how can you let a father come to thank you? son, youâre unfilial!
The two of them argued for a while more before they prepared to return to Mystic Wood City.
Silver hand grinned and laughed happily.
The quality of the cluster bombs was excellent. After testing one, there were three more in his mechanical arm. He would have a lot of fun in the future.
The two of them took two steps and didnât speak, but they stopped in unison.
âBy the way, kid, do you have a feeling that youâre not done yet?â The macaw was the first to speak.
no one knows his father better than his son. As expected of my good eldest son. You understand your father so well! Silver handâs tone was gratified as he patted the macawâs toot shoulder.
The strong wind in the desert gradually stopped, and only the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard from the rapid friction of the wind in the distance.
The sandstorm passed through the area where the two were and blew toward the east.
The clamoring desert gradually quieted down, and coupled with the moonless night, it was unusually quiet. Only the stars in the sky were shining, trying to stand out from the rest of the stars and the Milky Way.
âThen are you doing proper business or looking for fun?â
Silver hand asked as it supported its chin with its mechanical arm.
The macawâs facial features were scrunched up, but after a while, they suddenly spread out. Its rice-grain sized eyes were shining.âThere it is!â
âI have an idea that can both do proper business and have fun!â
âHurry up and tell me!â
âListen to what Iâm going to say. Didnât you let the Duke of destruction go back to the wasteland gang to cause trouble, and then you accepted the task of sowing discord between him and sangkun? Now that the Duke of destruction has returned, doesnât that mean that your plan can begin? The Duke of destruction will definitely investigate this in secret, but our mission is to make it big and create a situation where the Duke of destruction and sang kun fight. donât you have the duke of destructionâs cluster bombs? we can go to essia and shoot him!â
Silver handâs eyes were bright, and he couldnât help but grin from ear to ear.
as expected of my dear son. Just hearing this plan makes my blood boil.
Detonating it in the desert would not be as satisfying as going to the wasteland to help Essia detonate it.
not to mention the explosion, he could also use the cluster bomb to frame the duke of destruction, directly provoking the opposition between sang kun and the duke, and complete the mission.
Wonderful ~
When she returned, she might even give link a shock if she told him that she had completed the mission.
It was three times the surprise!
Silver hand looked at the time on the LED screen on the mechanical arm. itâs 9:30 in the evening. Itâll take about two hours to get to Essia at full speed, which is 11:30. We can make it on time!
midnight, itâs good to cause trouble, sleep, and have sex.
The two of them acted swiftly and decisively.
Silver hand quickly went to the sand slope in the distance, removed his cloak, lit up the Jeep, and stepped on the gas pedal to drive the macaw to the wasteland gang.
Silver hand was full of imagination as he drove.
It wasnât easy for them to come to Essia and âfollow the Imperial edict.â How could they live up to Linkâs trust if they didnât do something big?
The bigger the matter, the more there would be no room for negotiation between the Duke and sang kun.
The macaw also rubbed its hands in excitement. this wave of father and son soldiers on the battlefield has become a good story ~â
With the engine roaring, the Jeepâs two head lights were at the front. The Jeep wriggled up and down in the desert like a small boat in the sea, firmly moving toward the South.
p.s. [wanjun has seen everyoneâs voting for the side story.]
Currently,[wasteland singer ally] was in first place, and [the story of the sand rat] was in second place, and the voting gap was not big.
So, Wanjun decided to write both side stories to everyone so that they wouldnât be disappointed.
this full-subscription side-story event was probably going to be held during the new year, and wanjun would inform him in advance.