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Episode 2 Chapter 451 Pluto¡¯s Determination

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    The area under human jurisdiction is shrinking almost every day. People in the occupied areas have become slaves of robots. They have to oil and descale these metal guys every day. Children are dragged to brainwashing. Skynet constantly instills in them the theory of robot supremacy.  .  People from all over the country have risen up, but how can a pair of fleshy hands be an opponent of iron armor? The huge number of casualties is shocking. People who still lived in the gentle fragrance yesterday cannot believe that today they have become prisoners.  The once powerful group can now only become a small guerrilla team. The disparity in strength between each other is too great. Skynet controls almost all optical and brain-controllable equipment, which of course includes military equipment.  Except for the god-level mechas, ordinary mechas will immediately become puppets once they are invaded by Skynet. Turning off the optical brain in the mecha is completely manual. This requirement is too high. Except for a few talented people, the rest can be done.  The mecha knight could only look at the armor and sigh.  Such a huge disparity makes everyone eager to unite.  A small fleet of thirty-five warships is moving forward cautiously near the border of the Aoshen Empire. Today they are going to ambush a Skynet fleet of fifty fleets. In fact, they have been circling each other for two days*  Most of the time, Skynet was chasing them.  There is an elusive glimmer hidden in Pluto Harris's azure eyes, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.  "Sir, we are about to enter the radar range of the opponent's warship. Do you want to reduce the speed?" A controller asked loudly.  A sneer flashed across Harris' lips, "No need, move forward. Prepare to fight. If we can't hold them back, the others won't be able to leave the border." A few minutes later, the controller shouted again, "Sir, there are a huge number of mechas fighting.  A group of more than 10,000." Harris glanced at the display on the radar and licked his lips and said, "Although they are just bodies, there is no need to be so wasteful." In order to cover more than a thousand civilian ships and more than 300.  A battleship successfully escaped from the border of the Ao Shen Empire. Pluto led the assault team to wander around the border to attract Skynet's attention.  No one from Tianwang¡¯s official troops has ever seen it.  They are almost all the same military equipment from the past of mankind, but there is no one on them. They are completely controlled by the light brain. They do not know pain and have no concept of death. They move forward bravely until the last one is killed in the battle and never flinch.  This kind of death squad is terrifying, and the psychological pressure it causes on the humans who fight is even greater, because no matter what kind of victory is achieved.  What can really be felt is emptiness. What people kill is just the metal shells that people once made with their own hands.  The Pluto Armor has been leading the way for nearly a month.  This was already his fifty-sixth sortie. The frequency and load were far higher than before. It was almost equal to the number of sorties he had made in the previous ten years combined.  Pluto no longer remembers how many empty shell mechas he destroyed. His ambition when he was young now seems a bit ridiculous. Unifying the universe and establishing a new order has always been his goal, but it was just two months ago.  This grand ideal turned into a mirage.  Thirty-five battleships and more than 2,000 Aoshen battle armors, led by Pluto, rushed into an army of tens of thousands of machines. It was an army of mechas without a single driver. Fighting with such an army made me feel desolate.  But no matter how you fight, you must fight.  When I think of the people living in the occupied territories.  Pluto suddenly felt very sad. He saw with his own eyes that robots took living people as slaves.  There are even scenes of people being treated as horses.  Sitting on a trailer pulled by four people was a guide robot that had served on the street for five years.  In the eyes of Skynet, human life is not a life but a tool and consumable for use.  As one of the most outstanding dragon knights in the universe, Pluto looks a little sad at the moment. No matter how many enemies he kills, he will never have the excitement of battle that he once had.  Loneliness has become a psychological barrier that plagues Harris. The combat effectiveness of the Oshen mecha, which has lost its light-brain cooperation, has been reduced by half. The comrades who have long been accustomed to the previous driving method appear to be extremely clumsy in every battle.  Harris's hands could no longer feel the touch. He was just relying on instinct to drive the Pluto Armor, using the sharp weapons in the middle to kill every mecha that came close to him. I don't know how long it had been before the Pluto Armor was chipping away at a mecha.  After that, he rushed out of the mecha group with his head.  A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Harris's mouth. He was too tired. His total sleep in the past month was less than twenty hours. Skynet, which had no regard for casualties, was not worried at all. An expert like him sent thousands of planes every day.  It is enough for him to kill with the carapace of life.  Skynet doesn¡¯t even bother to tell you that you are awesome, right?  Okay, then let's make you strong enough and let you kill to see how many you can kill. If I can't kill you, will you still be tired?  Wiping away the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Pluto laughed inexplicably, his laughter was so terrifying that even he himselfIt was a bit scary. Looking at the fifty battleships ahead, Harris actually had no fighting spirit in his heart because he knew that there was no life inside at all. No matter how many battleships and mechas were destroyed, it would have no impact at all on Skynet's core strength. It was sad.  The only thing is that he has never encountered a real Skynet armor until now.  Turning around, he looked at his subordinates who were still fighting. They were struggling to support him. A bright light suddenly flashed in Harris's eyes. He was staring at a green planet on the interstellar map. Various intelligence showed that Skynet senior officials were stationed there.  Five or six.  Even if you can¡¯t kill them all, at least kill a few of them. As for the cannon fodder in front of you, Harris has never been interested in them!  Harris smiled again and used his hands at the same time to turn the Pluto armor into a ray of silver light and shoot straight towards the green planet. The space jump took place a few minutes later.  The God-level armor is a concentrated expression of the essence of human technology. Even Skynet cannot directly invade the central optical brain of the God-level armor, because every God-level armor after knowing the master is directly connected to the consciousness of the owner.  Can be intertwined through a fusion of consciousness fields.  Therefore, they actually carry the consciousness of their masters. It is not wrong to say that they are puppet beings, so Skynet cannot control them.  The maximum speed of the Pluto Armor can reach three times the light space jump, and it has arrived in the near space area of ??the planet. This planet was originally a transit planet near the border of the Odu Empire and was home to more than 10 billion people.  Now it has become a territory occupied by Skynet. Only more than three billion people have escaped. The others have become prisoners.  Harris wanted nothing more than to rush into the military stronghold and kill him without leaving a single piece of armor behind. However, before he could enter the atmosphere, he was intercepted by a bald mecha holding a silver heavy spear.  And underneath that bald mecha was riding a Hell Thunderbird that was over sixty meters long.  A large cosmic creature that can emit millions of volts of high-voltage electricity.  Although Harris was intercepted, a rare joy appeared on his face. Yes, this should be the regular army of Skynet.  The Pluto sword was immediately entangled in a black energy, and the Pluto armor rushed towards the opponent excitedly.  Harris did not dare to be careless and directly enter the state of conscious operation. The lightning-like wave of attacks rushed towards the opponent. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The sound of violent metal collisions is continuously transmitted into the cab through magnetic field waves.  An enraged beast.  Even when it is tired it is extremely dangerous than it was in its heyday. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Pluto, wrapped in black energy, thrust into the back of the Hell Thunderbird. From the beginning, Harris's target was not the bald mecha itself but his mount. After the last battle with the gray-gold armor, Harris  Already learned to be smart.  These Skynet armors themselves have very strong combat effectiveness, and their mounts are even more powerful. Killing their mounts can greatly reduce their combat effectiveness.  The Hell Thunderbird roared.  The huge body began to struggle violently.  The bald mecha was shocked at this moment, but it was too late. It wanted to make a remedy. The Pluto armor stabbed the spear in its hand vigorously, and the Pluto armor was already red-eyed, unable to dodge and waved to resist.  The armored arm was immediately pierced by a sharp spear.  For Dragon Rider.  Sometimes they regard their mounts as more important than their own lives, but at this moment Pluto no longer cares so much.  At the cost of an armored arm, he gained the momentary gap to kill the Hell Thunderbird.  The armored hand holding the sword of Hades swung the hell thunderbird's back, and a large gash several meters long and two meters deep was suddenly opened. The flesh that lost the protection of its shell immediately became extremely fragile, and the blue blood flowed in the pressureless vacuum.  Scattered in the middle.  This blow is fatal.  The bald mecha's eyes flashed red and punched the chest of the Pluto armor. The hard outer armor was actually dented by the punch. However, the bald mecha also paid the price for this. His fist was actually violent.  distorted in the impact.  Poof Harris spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and he was actually ejected. His body was already overloaded by conscious operations. He knew very well that his current physical condition might not last much longer, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent and he was roaring.  He said, "Fuck you, Skynet. This is my home. Anyone who invades me will be punished. I will drag you with me even if I die today."  To escape.  "You damn thing, you still want to run away!" Harris said with a ferocious smile. ????????????????????????? A black light filled with cold air shot towards the bald mecha and boomed¡­ After the loud noise, Harris¡¯s face was pale and his eyes were blank.  The bald mecha was not destroyed. A mighty blue bald mecha arrived in time and blocked Pluto's full blow with a simulated transparent energy shield.  "Wu Nian!" Harris, who had lost his strength, muttered two words.  ??The long sword in the hands of two bald mechas, one white and one blueHe and the long sword stabbed the chest of the Pluto armor. They knew that was where the cockpit of the mecha was.  Suddenly the space was distorted.  "Huh" The four or five armored figures swayed and bang The two bald mechas were knocked and flew a hundred meters away before they stabilized themselves.  Harris, who thought he was certain to die, looked at the backs of the four armors that suddenly appeared in front of him in confusion and froze for a long time before saying to himself, "Brothers, I have finally joined you." "Harris, when are we going to do that?"  Now that we are brothers, I will still deal with you after killing these metal things." Proseus, the pilot of the space armor, joked.  The four armors that suddenly appeared turned out to be Mecha Dragoons from various countries.  "Now is not the time to chat. Kill these two scraps first and then chat slowly." Thor Oladi said seriously.  There was no longer much suspense in four versus two. The four dragon knights, filled with rage, instantly annihilated the two Skynet mechas in space.  The four dragon knights disappeared into the void with the Pluto armor as they came.  The weak Harris looked around. He should be in the mecha docking bay of a huge battleship now. He knew the four dragon knights who had just rescued him. He had at least dealt with three of them, but he had never interacted with the other purple mecha.  Saw it.  "Suddenly appeared and suddenly disappeared! How did you do it?" Harris looked at Proseus curiously and asked.  Proseus shrugged his shoulders, "You'd better ask the driver of that purple mecha. But that guy seems to have never had a mecha. He probably looks ugly." Harris looked at the purple mecha.  I had a vague impression that I had seen it somewhere, but the memory was too vague and I couldn't grasp the key points.  "Where is this?" Unable to figure out the reason, Harris changed the question.  Proseus smiled and said, "This is the space area near the central administrative star of the Gulan Empire. Skynet's attacks here have become more and more fierce recently. We will leave here soon." "How did you get together?  "Harris has too many questions in her mind.  Proseus pointed to something with his eyes and said, "You'd better go ask him. You should know him!" Harris turned his eyes and suddenly said, "It's him!" Xiao Yukong felt that someone was observing him and looked up.  He happened to look into Harris's eyes, smiled politely, and then lowered his head.  "How much reserve energy do we have available for wood?" "There are only twenty kilograms of star liquid stone that can only open the space gate for twenty minutes. There are too many spaceships here. The transfer time of twenty minutes is too little.  ¡±
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