A mechanical master of a certain manga

After Whitehall saw Apocalypse break free from the shackles of the collar, he finally knew that he had completely lost his big gamble.

He originally thought that he would be killed by Apocalypse, but he didn't expect that Apocalypse did not hurt him. Instead, he said: "Kneel down, mortal, if you still want to live."

This voice seemed to be filled with supreme majesty, making Whitehall forget for a moment that the robots in front of him were constantly killing his men.

Whitehall knelt in front of Apocalypse. Even during World War II, Whitehall did not kneel to the supreme leader of the Nazis. But today he dropped to his knees, all dignity abandoned.

This was not only a desire for life, but also a voice deep in his heart that forced him to surrender to the gray-blue-skinned weirdo in front of him.

"Very good, it seems that you are not useless. There is also some power in your body that transcends mortals. Then, child, I will let you understand that taking refuge in me is the most correct choice."

Apocalypse put his hand on Whitehall's head, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of turbid white, completely covering them.

Whitehall felt a warm power welling up from his body. It was the various internal organs that he had come from Jiaying, the leader of the Inhumans, and they seemed to be vigorously exuding life.

Originally, Whitehall could only stay in his forties, and he did not have Jiaying's ability to absorb other people's life force to maintain youth. But at this moment, this power quickly restored Whitehall to his age of about twenty years old. At the same time, he felt a very torturous hunger, like a fire burning in his stomach, and he couldn't wait to eat something to resist this torture.

"Go ahead and let me see if you are worthy of my gift," Apocalypse said to Whitehall.

Whitehall's eyes were confused, as if he had lost his consciousness. But when he shifted his gaze to the battlefield, his eyes instantly turned red, with the look of a hungry wolf.

Whitehall rushed out like crazy and knocked down a Hydra soldier.

This subsequent attack left the Hydra soldiers completely unresponsive, and they were all pinned to the ground. Just as he was about to struggle, he felt Whitehall's hand gripping his throat.

This hand seemed to carry powerful magic power, making the Hydra soldier's body become weak, and then his whole body began to dry up. The originally strong soldier turned into a mummy in almost two or three seconds. His skin was like old tree bark and was completely stiff.

After Whitehall's body absorbed his life force, the muscles all over his body swelled.

Just one person's vitality seemed far from being able to offset Whitehall's hunger, and then he knocked down another Hydra soldier at a faster speed. This time, in just one second, the man turned into a mummy.

Terror spreads on the battlefield.

Even if they are broken into pieces by robot bullets, these Hydra soldiers will not frown, but they are still fighting bloody battles, while their companions are turned into mummies by their leader.

Anyone who has not completely lost their humanity cannot remain indifferent to this feeling.

Out of inertial loyalty, their morale is now shaken, and their space is further compressed by those chain robots. But if this continues, these Hydra soldiers will collapse immediately.

Whitehall absorbed the lives of twenty people

The whole person can no longer see its original appearance. Instead, it has swelled into a huge muscle mass. The skin was broken by the force of fascia, exposing the dark red muscle texture. Even the head was clamped by these muscles. in.

Ugly, but powerful.

Nowadays, Whitehall has great strength in every move he makes, and his terrifying muscles can already withstand machine gun fire. On the battlefield, Whitehall braved the hail of bullets from the robot army and rushed out.

The chain-belt robot, which was only half a man tall, was just a matter of punch or kick to him, and it could easily break the opponent into pieces.

Seeing this scene, the Hydra troops, who had been demoralized just now, immediately cheered up. If a mere twenty lives could turn the tide of the war, they would even dare to kill their comrades and then give them to Whitehall to absorb the life force.

What self-sacrifice

This approach is too stupid. It would be more efficient to let others sacrifice.

Rorschach was in mid-air and saw Whitehall driving unparalleled in the mechanical army. He frowned and said: "Sarah, although I said not to use too good a robot, this is too bad. Not only is the reaction slow, but the marksmanship is also poor." Extremely poor, no teamwork skills at all.”

Not that Rorschach is harsh, but these robots are truly disappointing.

The most powerful thing about mechanized troops is never their individual combat effectiveness. Although these chain robots are not as flexible as other models, fighting on such flat terrain does not require too much flexibility at all.

The key is the ability to work together as a team, such as firepower allocation.

If the mechanical lizard troops were replaced, and the data of the entire battlefield was collected through the mechanical beetles, and then the ballistics were calculated through Violet's analysis, these three thousand Hydra soldiers could be eliminated in almost a minute.

A force of 3,000 people, even if they are all elite, can have several snipers.

On the other side, every robot is a sharpshooter. Every robot can share information and know every inch of the entire battlefield.

How to distribute firepower, how to suppress the enemy, force the opponent to move to a certain position, and how to perform precise bursts of fire can all be calculated in an instant. The machine gun shoots the sharpshooter with continuous headshots, and humans can't resist it without cheating.

This kind of combat efficiency allows robots to completely crush human troops.

However, these chain robots currently have no such cooperative ability at all. They are no different from moving machine gun turrets, and their marksmanship is even worse than that of humans.

"Master, I didn't let these robots connect to Sister Violet's monitoring data, so they seem particularly clumsy. If you need it, I will kill these Hydra people now." Sarah said.

Rorschach thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's not important. Put all the remaining five hundred troops into the battlefield. Apocalypse has gained freedom, and these robots will not pose any threat to him, so just give these The people of Hydra have a little hope. Moreover, I also want to know if Apocalypse wakes up decades later, will it be the same as before?"

Rorschach looked through the battlefield and his eyes fell on Apocalypse. The ancient mutant also looked up at the sky and seemed to see Rorschach in the storm.

The two people's eyes met each other, like a turbulent current, even the storm was blown out of a channel. This is a confrontation of spiritual power, and both sides have discovered the existence of the other.