the end of the heavens

After firing 35 rounds, Russell casually threw the 4a1 at his feet. When the t1000 approached, he pulled out the 9, and a bullet pierced his head.

The t1000 liquid metal robot has multiple CPUs, and every drop of liquid metal is his CPU. These CPUs can not only disperse work, but also self-organize and cooperate with each other.

In other words, each part of his mimetic alloy is endowed with intelligence. Because of its memory, it can restore itself after being destroyed. It can also perform solid-liquid conversion to simulate the surrounding environment, or use the body to transform into a solid weapon.

But because of the model, he cannot act in a split state, and must form a whole in a certain order to exert optimal performance.

If injured, it will affect the overall reaction and action to varying degrees, such as stiffness when encountering a gunshot, and temporary loss of mobility after being headshot.

A robot with extremely superior performance, as an assassin or killer, t1000 is perfect.

However, limited by its own metal properties, its weakness is also very obvious. Extremely low or extremely high temperatures will limit, damage, or directly destroy its functions.

Russell shot a few times, pretending to be coercive, and probing. The skill on the left of the throne is attached to 9, making its appearance sanctified, turning into a white gun, and pointing at the head of t1000. trigger.

boom! !

The white holy bullets bombarded the t1000's head, and the scorching white flame burned down along its head, spreading crazily at an extremely fast speed.

"Squeak, chirp"

There was an abnormally loud glass scratching sound, and the t1000 activated the emergency self-request function, cutting off the body by itself, splitting the upper body burned by the high-temperature flame.

Russell's eyes fixed on the wandering silver-white liquid, and when he raised his gun to shoot again, his eyes stopped on the holy 9, his eyes lit up, and he came up with a good idea.

scoff!

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground came, and Russell turned around dumbfounded. In his sight, the t800 drove a police car and ran away with Connor and his mother.

"Why run, I'm not a bad person!"

Russell is speechless. From his appearance to the present, he has tried his best to interpret the image of a perfect crime buster. It can be said that he played the role in his true colors. Why don't you believe him?

"Run, where can I go? There is a location on the car, even if you don't know how to get out of my Wuzhishan."

Russell sneered with disdain, first cleaned up the t1000, and then went to deal with the nondescript family of three.

In front of him, the dissociated liquid metal was recombined, most of the t1000 body was missing, and it was forced to change into a dwarf version of David.

Although his face is still grim, the killer robot from the future is less than 1.2 meters tall, making it look hard to be serious.

The t1000 put on a fighting posture, glanced past Russell, and stared at the police car going away. In the next second, his eyes went dark, and he was hit hard on the cheek by an enlarged fist.

His face deformed, his body flipped [-] degrees in the air, and he fell to the ground hard in a zero-point posture.

With a wave of his hand, Russell took out the Death Knell Armor from the portable space, covered it with his big hand and used the left side of the throne to enchant it.

The death knell armor with self-awareness opened its eyes, and the blue light in both eyes of the mask bloomed, waiting for Russell's order.

"Keep this pile of liquid in your body, invade its system, and make it your own."

After Russell finished speaking, he picked up the 4a1 and quickly chased in the direction of the police car. His figure melted into the darkness and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Deathstroke Armor nodded, strode forward, grabbed the rapidly recovering t1000 with both hands, opened the front armor, and stuffed it all into the body.

After swallowing the t1000, the Deathstroke armor scanned the surrounding area, pulled out a piece of metal hidden in the ground, popped off the visor and threw it in.

At this time, a semi-liquid silver-white arm protruded from the visor. The t1000's desire to survive was extremely strong. As a result, an electric arc flickered inside the Deathstroke armor, and the arm softened and retreated silently.

On the other side, the police car was driving fast on the road, and the t800 was driving with one hand expressionlessly.

Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes and stopped, and in front of him, Russell was sitting on the curb looking at the sky with a cigarette in his mouth, wearing sunglasses and carrying a 4a1 on his shoulder.

There are already two cigarette butts on the ground.

The t800 did not stop, turned its head and fled in another direction, and then saw Russell sitting on the curb in a concave shape.

There are still two cigarette butts on the ground!

Chapter 988 Give you a clear way

"There's no one behind, the robot didn't come after me, and the police didn't come after me either."

In the escaping police car, John knelt in the back seat, watched the rear window nervously, and suddenly said something that he was a little scared of: "Why are we running away? The police officer looks like a good man, and he will help us."

"Don't be stupid, there are no unarmed combat robots in New York, and the police can throw them more than ten meters away."

With lingering fears in her heart, Sarah Connor glanced at the t800 driving with one hand. One arm of the latter was bent, which is definitely not something humans can do.

John also understood this, and said weakly: "But he mentioned Skynet, maybe"

"No possibility, that can only mean that he is from the future and is a more dangerous robot."

Sarah Connor interrupted directly. Except for her son and herself, she didn't believe in anyone, even the t800 who was loyal to protect the Lord next to her.

"He's not a robot!"

The t800 suddenly made a sound, correcting Sarah Connor's mistake: "According to the scan and database comparison, he is indeed a New York policeman named Russell."

Sarah Connor hesitated when she heard the words: "That monster will be famous in the future?"

"No, there is no information about him in the future. It is preliminarily judged that he died on Judgment Day when the nuclear war broke out, but he mentioned Skynet, which contradicts the information, and the CPU's scan of him is unknown except for his personal identity."

"What do you mean, what is he?" Sarah Connor was confused.

"unknown!"

T800 responded coldly, without important props and sunglasses on his face, and the interior taste of the Terminator was seriously lacking.

Sarah Connor shook her head, turned to look at John, and reprimanded with a straight face: "John, you shouldn't have come to me, it's too dangerous, you were almost killed just now."

"You are very important, you are the hope of mankind, you can't risk yourself, understand?"

After learning about the tragic future of mankind, witnessing the tragic death of her lover, and her son becoming the savior, Sarah Connor became a little nervous.

She trained herself as a special soldier and asked John to be as tough as she was, starting at a very young age.

In a way, Sarah Connor's incarceration in a mental institution was the right decision. Her anxiety led to emotional instability and a tendency to seriously deteriorate.

"I just wanted to save you"

John was very aggrieved. He hadn't seen him for several years. He imagined that his mother would give him an affectionate hug, but in the end he was reprimanded.

He misses his mother, what's wrong?

scoff!

The police car stopped suddenly, and Sarah Connor stared at Russell on the curb, dumbfounded: "Damn, why is he here?"