Chapter 843: 6. The Night of the Long Sword (4)

Take on the expectations of others, shoulder the responsibilities entrusted, face the dangers, overcome the difficulties, and meet the challenges.
There is no shortage of danger, and it is not surprising to lose your life on the way. In the most extreme cases, you may have to face the situation where you have tried your best but can’t save anyone, and suffer the disappointment, accusation, and swearing of others, as well as the harsh condemnation of your own conscience.
The so-called heroes have to bear all this.
I have long understood these principles and thought that I had made the corresponding consciousness.
however.
however.
however--!
"What kind of stuff is this?"
The blood vessels in the forehead throbbed and glanced aside, and Richelieu's old face, known as bulletproof, turned red.
"This...um...that is a hobby that one of my subordinates puts on me?"
Subordinates? ! Deposit? ! Still a hobby? ! !
Richelieu really should learn the techniques of lying from the beginning. Which employee in the world puts a girl’s body-fitting pillow, a full-scale spherical joint doll, various proportions of hands, three big boxes of uniforms and fun Keep it for your boss? What's the difference between the mouse and the cat's stock, and the adolescence and the handing over of the notebook and hard disk to the parents and teachers? !
"What about that subordinate?"
"You said to him. His service spirit is too strong. Not only has he slept away the military and political chief's lover, but he is also suspected of spying. He was sentenced to military law and sentenced the other day. I must have known too much."
Looking at Li Seliu's painful look, what kind of subordinate does not know whether it exists, I am afraid it is impossible to explore. The buddies who are responsible for building here and bringing things in must have really evaporated because of knowing too much...
Regardless of the messy things, Roland presents a superb artwork in front of him.
Sophisticated, exquisite, graceful but not cumbersome, anyone with a little appreciation will not begrudge the praise...female armor.
"Small size."
"Yes."
"Chest...a bit big."
"Yes."
Richelieu straightened his back. Nod hard.
"I have carefully investigated three in advance...the body data, there are reference objects, you can directly confirm with your hands. It is not a matter of creating a fitted armor..."
The cardinal's voice gradually lowered, and finally he fell silent in Roland's cold eyes.
Look back at the shiny white armor. Looking down at the full chest, Roland sighed heavily.
There was indeed a part of the original plan that needed to be applied to the transformation, but that was just to break through the countermeasures prepared by the Gorem maid in front of the main entrance, which would be lifted immediately after the breakthrough. Whoever wanted Richelieu to decisively deny this.
For better or worse, the people are realistic and will only react to the situation in front of them. What they need is an
object
that can save themselves from difficulties and be easily accepted. It is neither awe for the understanding of the individual of the subject, nor the emergence of reverence for the understanding of the inner part of the subject. The straightforward point is a symbol that is as easy to understand as the "hero" in the story.
Now it is urgent to stabilize people's hearts. The embarrassing identity of the "son of the consortium's president" is obviously difficult to become such a symbol-the extreme point is not a qualified billboard that can give the public a strong stimulus and encourage them to cheer up.
What Ludes needs now is more impactful ads that allow them to generate confidence and action.
That is--
"When the country was in distress, there were traitors in trouble and invasion by strong enemies outside. At this time, a petite foreign girl came forward, wearing white armor and riding a white unicorn. Under her guidance, Charlemagne was spared."
For a long time, Charlemagne has circulated such legends or predictions. Li Lin also used this to open an argument to Charlemagne: "If the predictions come true, then people can understand Prince Louis' failure. After all, he is just a dwarf wearing high heels, wigs, and perfume, not a foreigner, nor Woman. It's normal to fail to do eight punishments, and the world is armed."
Can’t figure out where the prophecy that sets the conditions is so clear, but people believe so, as long as the girl riding a white unicorn appears on the street, they will automatically believe that it is
prophecy fulfillment
, and then fanatically believe I was saved.
"It's really irresponsible and unreliable."
Across the cloth curtain, the ruthless evaluation passed on.
"Yes."
There is no denial.
Put on armor to fight maid, chariot and commando? Where does this come from Charlemagne? Why don't you just go to kill the dragon. In contrast, Niederhogger’s inventions for the suppression of the workers’ movement still depend on the point-at least those things will follow the basic physics principle: 50 meters in height. When a huge dangerous species weighing 20,000 tons was born, it was crushed into a sludge by its own weight, and then a crater was smashed on the ground; the process of volunteer prisoners riding on the back of the giant moth thrashing up and down the moth Zhong Zhong wasn't blown out by friction and burned up at the edge of the atmosphere. He was shot dead on the spot by a 120g downward overload, and his bones shattered. It was spread on the back of a large moth like a flattened mosquito; when the underground tank drill bit entered the ground, the drill bit did not work, the car body began to rotate at high speed, and the occupants inside were directly pressed by the juicer...
"You don't have to do what the old fox said."
The spicy words continued.
"Extremely speaking, even if the citizens outside ask you for help and entrust you to save, you have the right to refuse. We are not God or God's spokespersons, and we don't have to take responsibility for things that have nothing to do with us. What we can do is limited, Just dealing with things around me has exhausted all my energy."
"..."
The hand that grabbed the edge of the jacket stopped for a moment, and immediately continued to move.
Can't do
no way;
Really helpless;
It is not difficult to say these words, but rather very easy to say.
Manpower has its limits, and no one can do everything. Therefore, when faced with a cruel situation, people can choose to accept and let life continue.
Take a step back and say that people who died outside because of the turmoil have no direct contact with Roland. Whether a stranger dies hundreds or thousands, it makes no difference, but it is a mere number. If it is necessary to feel sad because of the larger number, it is nothing but pure hypocrisy.
Even after evading the immediate disaster, people will still die. Accidents, crimes, diseases, hunger, aging-life is originally a process of continuous death.
People who don't know each other? Let yourself suffer. Suffer yourself? In the end, they still failed to rescue everyone, and were accused and scolded by those who lost their relatives and friends?
"Under this state of affairs, you will not be condemned if you are not saved. Sometimes. In the world of adults,'spicy' can be explained and vaguely pasted with'savvy'."
"But this way. Those who could have been saved can't be saved."
"..."
After being silent for a while, the question was asked outside the curtain again.
"Really don't wear other armor? Imp, do you really have to rely on this thing to go to the battlefield? Imp?"
"No problem, I can wear it by myself. It's a masterpiece."
Chain mail armor, plate armor, leather armor-in order to pursue complete protection performance, not only the weight, but also the combination of wear has multiple designs, to prevent falling off, we must also fully consider the comfort and impact conditions. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the knights need the assistance of servants to wear a full set of armor.
It can be worn by one person alone. This armor is either too thin or light, or indeed ingeniously designed, with special organs beyond ordinary people's imagination. Or both.
"Important, that armor...for us, it's a great irony, and it can be said to be a desperate cry. The armor is penetrated by Albion's longbow, blocked by Serres' spear, and fired. It penetrated and is now crushed by the steel monsters outside — even most nobles use armor as a thin and crisp uniform.

Not to mention, this armor was obviously created to get out of the shadow of the consortium technology patent, but in the end it still applied the consortium technology to create this work that runs counter to the trend of the times.
"I believe in you-the armor blacksmith who served the Charlemagne for five generations-Lorenz. Hugo. Heimsmid. I believe you're a great irony. I believe you created this body 'White rose!"
Lifting the curtains, the girl in white armor said sincerely. Looking up at that majestic posture, it seemed like a dwarf blacksmith with solid muscles and scars. For a moment, my eyes were wet.
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Carrying a huge barrel, the maid in black stood motionless at the door of the High Court.
Compared with the multi-stage accelerated gas cone gun with a line tube in his hand, the maid looks extremely petite, making people wonder "Isn't it important?". But this worry is superfluous to t801. Terminator. Roberta.
The designer has fully considered the relevant parameters, output power, gun body weight, impact at launch, and countermeasures in the event of counterattack-there are no omissions. On the other hand, all the intelligence given by Gorem is used to complete the task, and understanding and feeling the care of others is beyond this range.
When the target leaves the High Court, it is eliminated by all means-this is the meaning of Terminator Roberto, she exists only for this.
The scene is stuck. The target did not leave the High Court. The maid of Gorem who had not been given the authority to attack could not take further action. At the same time, the advantage is also certain, in front of Mach 30 shells and multiple observation methods. Brute force and strategy are meaningless, just aim at the target and pull the trigger. The battle is over.
The Golem maid was surprised.
In fact, she has no human-like confusion or hesitation. It is just that if it encounters a situation that contradicts the logical prerequisites given, its function will temporarily suspend other actions, and fully grasp and analyze the current situation.
Someone came out of the high court.
This is not a big deal.
In front of super weapons, any struggle is futile. Whether the opponent is holding a magic wand or musket, wearing a uniform or armor, it is the end in front of the hypersonic shells.
It is not these trivial matters that make Terminator Roberta contradict.
The white beast has a horn on his forehead and a single horn.
On the back of the beast was a young girl. The girl wears white armor, which is different from the Imelian curvy armor that became the mainstream in the past. It has ultra-gothic armor with angular geometric lines. The structure of the chain armor is found when the structure is detected. The weapon carried was a huge sword. Two long sword-like giant swords were linked together, and the guard at one end extended to the handle to show another handle, which looked similar to the knight's spear.
The girl did not wear a helmet, and her heroic and handsome appearance. Long hair's graceful appearance in the night wind is not in the database records.
At such a judgment, the parallel and parallel search found that there was an approximate value in the biometric data.
(About newly emerged observation objects;)
(About biometric data comparison;)
(The probability that the newly added observation object and the target feminization are the same person;)
(After calculation. The odds are 80%;)
(Identify that this value is worth taking tactical countermeasures against the target;)
The maid's head, which had been slightly hanging down suddenly, was suddenly raised, and the red light from the crystal eyeball stained the glasses lens with blood red.
"I really logged in the data after the transformation."
Facing the Golem maid who was clearly in combat. Roland smiled bitterly.
It is hard to imagine that Li Lin will not take countermeasures such as cross-dressing and transformation into consideration. His usual style is not to let go of any minute details, and to do everything perfect. At the same time, there is very little muddy water, and the use of sharp knives and violent means often can be said to be very utilitarian.
Therefore, when Taro said the word "game", Roland determined that it was a crappy trap.
If you have the ability, just show me the breakthrough.
This is the real intention of the Golem maid to guard the gates of the High Court: testing Roland and Golem maids at the same time. Delayed interference with the coup. Just like those strategies in the past, the precise arrangement of countless birds.
"If you don't play small tricks and let Gorem's maid attack, I will probably lose."
Roland sighed and gently stroked the mane of the mount.
"Sorry, Links, interrupt you and Ronnie, and take you to the battlefield."
The unicorn snorted gently, its big cat-eyes staring straight ahead.
"Let's go."
In an instant, some kind of switch was opened. The unicorn stood up, headed towards the gate with a momentum comparable to that of a locomotive, and charged towards the maid of Gorem, who held a multi-stage accelerated gas cone gun.
It was an unparalleled speed. Ordinary people can only see a gale of white wind. The distance of 30 meters conquered in just 2 seconds.
But for Terminator Roberta, 2 seconds is like 2 hours.
(Target capture.)
(Auxiliary technique deployment, fixed gun body;)
(Cancel the aiming technique deployment and compress the launch time;)
With the power of the cannon in your hand, it makes no difference whether you aim or not. At this distance, the target cannot flash away.
Aiming at the goal that didn't put himself in his eyes at all, he rushed at full speed, and the maid Gorem pulled the trigger.
The change happened at this moment. The posture as steady as Mount Tai collapsed. The muzzle lifted high, pointing straight to the sky.
Ground subsidence? Do not. this is--
While discovering the truth of the change, the bright red flash tears the night sky. The huge recoil force smashed the cannon body and the user into the bottom of the quagmire.
"I noticed the first shot and the recoil was transferred."
The first law of mechanics: when a force is applied to an object, it will also be subjected to forces of the same size and in opposite directions. This is the reaction force.
When firing shells, the artillery itself will also receive the same reaction force, namely recoil. In order to reduce recoil, many measures such as hydraulic buffering, fixed attachments, muzzle pushers, etc. are used, or else a recoilless gun is simply made, so that the two opposing reaction forces cancel each other out.
Even directional energy weapons such as laser guns and electromagnetic guns also have recoil, and multi-stage accelerated gas cone guns that use chemical energy to launch projectiles are less likely to jump out of the basic theorem of physics. The historical v3 gun was designed to be fixed on a hillside for launch. In addition to its own long barrel and the need to support the horizontal tube, it is also to a considerable extent to ease the recoil generated during launch.
The v3 gun with a theoretical muzzle velocity of 1.8 kilometers per second is still so cautious. What about the multi-stage accelerated gas cone gun with a muzzle velocity of Mach 30? Accelerate a 729-gram aluminum shell to a speed of 10 kilometers per second, and its muzzle kinetic energy is about 26.5 megajoules (mj). For comparison, the kinetic energy of the sk-c/34 380㎜ main gun of the German Bismarck-class battleship of World War II was about 269 trillion joules, and the kinetic energy of the 88l71 tank gun of the Tiger King tank was about 6.4 trillion joules. The mark16 type 152㎜ ship gun widely used on light cruisers, using apmark35 (ammunition weight 59kg), the muzzle velocity of the new gun barrel under full charge is 762m/s, and the muzzle kinetic energy is 17 trillion joules...equivalent to the main battleship main gun One-tenth of recoil is concentrated on the area of ​​the anti-equipment rifle stock. When it acts on the human body, there will be only one result-the whole body's bones and internal organs are crushed, and the broken bones and internal organs are sprayed from behind. Scattered pieces and cannons hit the outer wall of a building.
Even if the Terminator Roberta is invulnerable, there will never be a thrilling scene. When launching the gun in a standing position, he would still fall head-to-head and fall to the ground, hitting a big crater on the ground, and the shells did not know where they were flying.
If you want to launch a multi-stage accelerated gas cone gun stably and accurately, you must have some kind of solid and strong support.
The support of Terminator Robert Tower is the surrounding ground and walls.
"Before firing, you fired a lot of thin lines that were hard to see with the naked eye. These lines, which are far stronger and more stretchable than spider silk, radiate around you around you, connecting the ground to the outer walls of the surrounding buildings. With the tension and radial structure of the thread, the recoil is basically dispersed and transferred to the underground and other buildings."
Standing on the edge of the collapsed ground, Roland sighed at the tumbling quagmire.
"Because of this design, there is no way to move easily. This is the truth of ‘holding the gate. It’s not that you don’t have to move easily, but that you can’t move easily.’
If the organization is seen, it will be very easy to crack. The "barrier" and "consecration blade" are superimposed to form an invisible high-frequency vibration blade, and the complex method of distributing the target recognition by the program to the surrounding buildings is scattered, and the multi-stage accelerated gas cone gun is fired. Before, let the support point liquefy. Next, the Golem maid will be smashed into the depths of the quagmire by the recoil of her weapon.
"It doesn't matter if you just leave it there, but I want to get it, because of the guy's bad taste. It must be-"
The voice did not fall, and a 10-meter-diameter quagmire erupted into the splashing mud. A figure floated above.
Terminator. Roberta.
It was a full circle smaller than before, and all the armaments were abandoned, not even the legs and the front ends of the fingers. The jets and machine gun muzzles emerged from under the abandoned limbs.
The final model-Roberta Zion. Separate the excess parts, reduce the weight in one breath, use two jet components at the base of the thigh to enhance the power of the machine, the wired remote control wrist machine gun can carry out three-dimensional attacks, and there is also a beam gun in the mouth-
"Legs or something, it's really decoration."
The search program has just started. The sharp blade has penetrated the chest.
The blow was not enough to stop the killing machine. She raised her wrists. The mouth beam gun began to charge. Just a few seconds before launching the attack, the long sword that penetrated the chest released the electric current that Roland poured out as hard as possible.
The early morning became noon. Thunderous noises even swept across the ground.
Without losing the sound and light of the multi-stage accelerated gas cone gun firing, it burst in mid-air. The thunder, which was compressed to the limit, was injected along the giant sword, burning the puppet from the inside to the outside, and the shackles of the plasma and thunder light breaking through the circuit spewed out from the joints and eye sockets. Without the cover of the artificial skin, the skeleton-like metal skeleton swayed a few times, and as the red light in the eyes gradually extinguished, it stopped moving.
When the light disappeared, the girl drove the unicorn steadily to the ground, and galloped toward the National Academy of Magic without looking back.
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There are very few people who can make one of the seven original sins and jealous Gerus worry.
Except for the ruling officer, almost no bird Gerers was rubbing his brow hard at the communication terminal at the moment, almost begging.
"I said, is your progress too slow?"
"..."
"But it only suppresses a school. Just go in and use your killing skills to go east and west. This one also has a headshot. That one also has a headshot. Can it all be solved in 15 minutes at most?"
"..."
"It's been 2 hours now, 2 hours! Uncle?! Do you want to eat eggs the same as last time, and wait until the chickens are hatched before you want to eat them?!"
"...So sleepy, I went back to sleep."
In the communication interface, a bald man yawned for a long time. Looking at the languorous look, I really doubted whether he would fall asleep on the way home.
"You... dare you run away halfway through the mission?!!!!!!"
"It's not a big deal, it's very easy, so just leave it to you to do it?"
The bald man replied with a bored expression.
"Work hard for me!!!!!! Since I received my salary, I will work for me!!!"
"Don't talk about things you can't do."
Once again, for a long time, as if to sigh out the sighs of his life, Gerald's shoulders collapsed.
"I see, you bid the price, how can you go all out to fight."
"A bowl of shrimp."
"What?! You've eaten me! Are you still human?! Devil!!!"
"Is a bowl of shrimp expensive?"
"Of course it's expensive! One must be 38 marks!"
"Then find someone who can fight."
"This is not difficult."
With a sigh of relief, Gerles grinned cruelly.
"Just now, the young master destroyed the puppet, and is now coming towards you. There are some obstacles on the road...it should not be a problem for him."
On the way from the High Court to the National Academy of Magic, not only the Titans' chaotic soldiers, but also the armored fighting vehicles and commandos of the Defense Forces. Although not all of them are on this route, it is difficult to imagine breaking through the heavy defense lines by one person and one ride, and killing this place where heavy soldiers gather.
If anyone can do this...
"How much more fun to play~EbookFREE.me~Bald man-"Slack" of the Seven Original Sins stood up from the ground, and the soldiers who had been defending him suddenly commotion.
There were about 50 soldiers surrounding Slos, with a new after-load gun in their hands, but no one dared to shoot.
Just lifted the gun and pointed the muzzle at the opponent, exposing the cold sweat on the forehead and the jerky trouser legs to the panic heart.
"Sorry, you guys, let me die."
It was too late to react to this careless discourse, and the target had disappeared. In the next moment, the human head swelled up like a balloon. In the screams that weren't human voices, the dull sounds of cracked skulls sounded one after another, and red and white clumps sprayed.
"So, Roland Dalke, what will your brain marrow taste like?"
Immersed in the center of the blood sea, Sloss licked the pulp fluid sticking to his cheeks and looked away. His expression at the moment was as excited as the child who got the new toy. (To be continued.)