Chapter 987: Don't run, I'm a good person

"Speeding vehicles ahead, please step aside for a temporary inspection, otherwise I will fire!"
Russell repeated the lousy broadcast several times. After the 500-meter pursuit, the vehicle driven by the T-800 suddenly stopped.
You can see from the extent of the emergency braking that the T-800 stopped not for inspection, but because the engine was damaged by the T-1000, and it was necessary to stop and change to a different mode of transportation.
The T-1000 that climbed to the hood was driven by inertia, flew more than ten meters away, and landed a few laps before stopping.
"Get out of the car. Let's take the police car behind."
The T-800 made a cold voice, pushed open the driver's seat door, and strode towards the police car where Russell was.
"Wait, you can't hurt that police officer, he's doing official duties."
The young John hurriedly got out of the car. Although he was a bad boy, his nature was fairly good.
This is normal, the big villain cannot be the savior ... should!
"Click!"
Russell turned off the alarm bell, pushed the car door and walked down, raised his hand to put the Terminator sunglasses on his face, and lighted a cigarette by the way.
His police uniform was flanked by M9 and Glock 19 holsters, and a 5.56mm caliber M4A1 rifle, front tactical guide and tactical flashlight.
At this time, the police car's radio speakers released explosive rock music, posing as invincible BGM manually.
Wearing sunglasses and playing music silly at night, did the police officer just escape from the mental hospital?
Connor's mother and child were dumbfounded, the T-800 didn't feel it, strode in front of Russell, and said coldly, "I want your rifle, car ... and sunglasses!"
"Old man, you should say‘ please ’, but even if you said that, I would n’t agree.

Russell said, took out the cigarette from his mouth, bounced the soot lightly, and took a sip to spit the smoke around T-800's face.
Don't look at the governor in the camera, but in fact, when standing side by side with Russell, the height value is almost the same.
Neither of them is one meter nine!
"I don't want to say it again."
The T-800 didn't talk much, raised their hands to hold the M4A1, and wanted to it from Russell.
He failed for two seconds, his mechanical head was unknown, so the electronic eye rescanned Russell, and the red observation interface was all question marks.
Then, a series of words of "unknown" and "dangerous" flashed.
The T-800 quickly entered the combat state, pulled out the sand eagle around his waist, pressed against Russell's forehead, and continuously pulled the trigger.
Huh! Huh! Huh!嘭
Aside, John saw the T-800 kill police officers, scared his mouth wide and forgot to scream. He always thought the T-800 was a good robot.
His mother, Sarah Conner, was horrified. She recalled the fear of being dominated by T-800. The amazingly strong woman quickly recovered, but she did not fulfill the duties of a mother, such as covering Keep your son's eyes.
Sarah Conner is intentional. She wants her son to recognize the nature of the robot, get a sense of crisis as soon as possible, and work hard to mature.
I have to say that although she loves her son, she is undoubtedly a failed mother, completely forgetting that John is only 10 years old this year.
Slap! Slap! despair----
Deformed bullets landed, Russell pushed away the sand eagle in front of his brain, looked at T-800 with dead fish eyes, and put a cigarette in his cheek to extinguish it.
"Before I hit you, tell me why do I have to hit my head? I don't understand very well, it seems everyone likes to do it."
The T-800 was fearless. He grabbed Russell's collar with both hands and wanted to lift it high and still fly.
Russell first took a step, holding the T-800's wrist, and twirling his left hand to a bend in the sound of the deformed metal of his teeth, and then put his foot on his chest.
The heavy body of T-800 was like being hit by a train, and it flew out of the air. After landing, it plowed a gully on the lawn beside the road and crashed into a big tree.
Sarah Conner: ┌ (.Д.) ┐
John Conner: ╭ (⊙o⊙) ╮
Russell: (?? ■ _ ■)
He walked towards T-1000, passing by the stunned Connor mother and child, stopped and warned: "Madam, take care of your son's stepfather, and next time, I will disassemble him into a pile of scrap iron."
"Who are you?"
Sarah Conner was too shocked to make a swear word.
"As you can see, NYPD!"
"..."
Sarah Conner: Just because my mother lives in a mental hospital, it doesn't mean that I'm really mentally ill. If the New York police has you as a combat force, what else is a robot!
"Stand still, wait for me to end the T-1000 over there. I have something to talk to your mother and son about ... Skynet!"
Russell pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and, despite Sarah Conner's shocked expression, walked towards T-1000 staggered.
On the opposite side, T-1000 detected the actions of Russell and T-800, stayed cautiously, scanned Russell's face and body contours, analyzed the database, and found nothing.
He changed his arms, and the metal liquid softened and condensed, forming two sharp blades.
"Boy, this is NYPD. I don't care if you are a future human, robot, or human. When you come to this space, you should obey the laws of this space."
Russell pulled the M4A1's bolt and raised his gun at T-1000: "You attacked the police, posing as a police officer, killing with a gun, robbing, violating traffic laws, destroying public property, and resisting arrest after 15 seconds. It seriously threatened public security and the lives and property of citizens. Put down your weapon and stand upright, or I will shoot. "
"..."
T-1000 tilted his head slightly, knowing the indifferent expression at a glance, he didn't understand a word.
"OK, the warning is over."
Oh! Oh! Oh! Da ------
Russell turned on the three-shot mode. The flashlight hit the T-1000, pulled the trigger, and shot through its alloy body with bullets.
"Well, it's okay to attack David, and use his face to shake the city ..."
As Russell fired, he said unpleasantly, "It's so naive, I can get Jason off, let alone David's face!"
The T-1000 was subjected to gunshots and holes were punched in the body by highly penetrating bullets. The CPU analyzed that Russell's damage was within the tolerance range and quickly entered the attack mode.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Da ------
After 35 rounds were hit, Russell threw M4A1 at his feet. When T-1000 was approaching, he pulled out M9 and a bullet penetrated his head.
The T-1000 liquid metal robot has multiple CPUs, and each drop of liquid metal is his CPU. These CPUs can both work decentrally, and can self-assemble and cooperate with each other.
In other words, every part of his mimic alloy is given intelligence, which can be self-healing after being destroyed due to memory, and can also perform solid-liquid conversion to simulate the surrounding environment, or use the body to form solid weapons.
However, because of the model, he cannot act in a split state, and must form a whole in a certain order to play the best performance.
If it is harmed, it will affect the overall response and action to varying degrees, such as stiffness during a gunshot and temporary loss of mobility after being headshot.
A robot with excellent performance, as an assassin or killer, the T-1000 is perfect.
However, due to its metallic nature, his weakness is also very obvious. Extremely low or high temperatures will limit, damage, or directly destroy his function.
Russell fired a few shots, and the pretense was almost the same ... Well, the temptation was almost tentative. The skill of the left of the seat of God was attached to M9, making its appearance sacred and turning into a white shotgun. -1000's head pulled the trigger.
boom! !!
White sacred bullets bombarded T-1000's head, and the white flames burned down his head, spreading wildly at a rapid speed.
"Squeak, sigh ---"
The abnormal noise of glass scraping sounded, the T-1000 activated the emergency self-request function, cut off the body by itself, and split the upper body burned by the high-temperature flame.
Russell focused on the silver-white liquid that was walking. When he raised his gun and wanted to shoot again, he stopped his eyes on the M9 of Shengguanghua, his eyes brightened, and the good ideas came out.
Hey!
The sound of tires rubbing the ground came, Russell turned blankly, and in sight, the T-800 drove the police car with Connor mother and son.
"What run, I'm not a bad person!"
Russell is speechless. From appearance to the present, he has spared no effort to interpret a perfect image of the evil nemesis. It can be said that he played in the true nature, why not believe him?
"Run, where can I go? There is positioning on the car, and you can't even run out of my Wuzhishan."
Russell sneered at the corner of his mouth, cleaned up the T-1000 first, and then settled on the family of three.
In front of it, the free liquid metal was reassembled, and most of the T-1000 body was missing. It was forced to change into a dwarf version of David.
Although his face is still cold, but the future robot killer, less than 1.2 meters tall, can't see how serious people can be.
T-1000 poses a fight, glances over Russell, and looks at the distant police car. In the next second, his eyes are dark, and the enlarged fist hits his cheek.
His face was distorted, his body flipped over in the air, and he fell to the ground in a zero-point posture.
Russell waved his hand and took out the death knight armor from the carry-on space.
The self-conscious death knell of battle bellows opened his eyes, the blue light on his face was blooming, waiting for Russell's order.
"Keep this pile of liquid in your body, invade its system, and turn it into your own person."
After Russell finished speaking, he picked up the M4A1 and quickly chased the direction in which the police car left. His body merged into the darkness and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The death knell nodded ~ EbookFREE.me ~, strode forward, grasped the rapidly recovering T-1000 with both hands, opened the front armor, shoved it all into the body.
After swallowing T-1000, the death knell battle armor glanced around, plucked out a piece of metal hiding in the ground, and popped the face armor into it.
At this time, a semi-liquid silver-white arm protruded from the face armor. The T-1000's desire to survive was extremely strong. As a result, the internal arc of the death knell armor flashed.
On the other side, the police car was driving fast on the road, and the T-800 was driving with one face without expression.
Suddenly, he stopped abruptly and saw that Russell was holding a cigarette, wearing sunglasses and carrying M4A1 on his shoulders, and sitting on the road, looking at the sky.
There are already two cigarette butts on the ground.
The T-800 didn't make a stop, turned its head and fled in the other direction, and then saw Russell sitting on the side of the road with a concave shape.
There are still two cigarette butts on the ground!