Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

On the wide and familiar streets of the city, an unprecedented chaos is spreading like a surging and uncontrolled tide. The peace and tranquility of the past has been completely broken, replaced by endless noise and terror. The streets that were once neat and orderly with people coming and going have now become a battlefield of machines, occupied by countless runaway televisions.

These runaway televisions seemed like a demonic mechanical army awakened from the abyss of darkness. Their originally smooth and flat screens, used to play all kinds of wonderful pictures, were now flashing with a terrifying and strange light, with dark green and azure light flashing alternately, like the eyes of a demon spying on its prey in the darkness. Their mechanical bodies, which usually stood quietly in the corner, now seemed to be injected with violent souls, rushing through the streets. The metal shells collided with each other, making sharp and piercing friction sounds, and each collision was accompanied by sparks, as if they were venting their inexplicable anger and desire for destruction.

Their movements were completely random, they just relied on an instinctive frenzy, rushing madly towards anything that blocked their way. Trash cans on the street were easily overturned, and the trash was scattered all over the ground like flowers from heaven; the delicate street lamp poles were not spared, and were ruthlessly broken by their sturdy mechanical arms, and the sound of the glass lampshades shattering was crisp and terrifying; the cars parked on the roadside suffered a devastating disaster, being hit hard by these runaway TVs, the car bodies were dented and deformed, and the alarms sounded one after another, but they seemed so powerless in this chaotic noise.

The noise they made was even more terrifying. It was a strange combination of the sizzling sound of electricity, the clicking sound of mechanical operation, and the sharp whistling sound. This sound was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into people's eardrums, making everyone who heard it feel numb on the scalp and cold on the spine. Whether it was the elderly or children, they were all frightened by this terrifying sound, with fear and helplessness written all over their faces.

Pedestrians ran in all directions, screaming and shouting, creating a picture of hell on earth. Some people rushed into the shops on the street to escape these crazy TVs, but found that the shops were not safe havens, because these rampaging TVs seemed to have no obstacles to stop them, and they continued to chase and force people into desperate situations.

In this chaos, the police tried to maintain order, but facing these tireless and pain-free TVs, their conventional methods seemed so pale and powerless. Bullets hit their hard shells, leaving only some insignificant marks, which angered these mechanical monsters even more. They turned their attacks on the police, putting the police in extreme danger. The streets of the entire city have completely become a dark abyss full of death and fear, waiting for the appearance of a hero to save everything.

Captain Yang Xue was agile, like a nimble cheetah, moving freely in the dangerous situation of gunfire and rain of bullets. Her neat short hair moved in the wind, her eyes were as firm as a falcon, and her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the heavy smoke and perceive every subtle change on the battlefield. She was wearing a special combat uniform, and the corners of her clothes fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of heroic spirit.

She led Lin Feng and other brave and fearless members of the Victory Team to participate in this thrilling escort mission without flinching. Every step forward was accompanied by the whistling of bullets. They sometimes crawled low, sometimes leaped forward quickly, and cleverly avoided the enemy's firepower attacks with superb combat skills and close teamwork.

Behind them were groups of terrified refugees, including the elderly, women and children. The children hugged their parents' legs tightly, their faces pale with fear, tears welling up in their eyes but not daring to cry out loud; the elderly took trembling steps, constantly muttering words of prayer for safety; the young people tried their best to support their elders and children, their eyes full of anxiety and helplessness. Their shouts and cries intertwined, forming a wave of sorrow.

The constant sound of the TV going off was like the roar of a demon from hell, and the deafening roar of the machinery made the already tense atmosphere even more desperate. These three sounds collided and merged with each other, forming a symphony of doomsday, playing in every corner of the city, telling the tragedy and horror of this disaster.

Captain Yang Xue calmly directed her team members to build a defensive formation while loudly reassuring the refugees: "Don't panic, stay calm, we will definitely lead you to evacuate safely!" Her voice was firm and powerful, like a beacon in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to the refugees.

Lin Feng followed the captain closely. Although sweat was dripping down his young face, it was also full of determination and courage. The weapon in his hand kept spitting out flames, accurately firing back at the runaway TVs that tried to approach the refugee team. Every time he pulled the trigger, he had only one belief in his heart: to protect these innocent lives.

The other team members also performed their respective duties. Some were responsible for following the rear and blocking the enemy's pursuit; some patrolled vigilantly on both sides of the team to prevent any escaped attacks; and some helped the weak refugees speed up their pace to ensure the speed of the entire team.

At this critical moment, every member of the Victory Team is fully aware of the heavy responsibility they shoulder. They are not only fighting against the rampaging TV, but also snatching their lives from the god of death. Although the road ahead is full of unknowns and dangers, there is no fear in their eyes, only the iron-like determination to escort these refugees to a safe harbor, no matter what the cost.

"Everyone, don't panic, keep order!" Captain Yang Xue shouted with her energy flowing into her dantian. Her voice was like a huge bell, and in this noisy and chaotic doomsday battlefield, it seemed particularly steady and powerful. She was like a towering mountain, unwavering, and like a magic needle in the turbulent sea, bringing endless peace of mind and hope to everyone around her.

She stood tall at the forefront of danger, her feet firmly rooted in the ground, as if she had merged with the land and absorbed its power. The hand holding the gun was white but with distinct joints, and the veins were slightly protruding, showing her strength and concentration. Her eyes were like torches, and through the diffuse smoke and dust, she was fixed on the TVs that were pouring in like a tide.

The specially modified high-performance gun in her hand, under her skilled control, continuously spewed out angry flames. The flickering fire from the muzzle was like the brightest star in the night sky, and it was particularly eye-catching in this dim environment. Every time the trigger was pulled, there was a crisp and decisive gunshot, as if justice was roaring at evil.

Each bullet she fired was like a spirit endowed with life and mission, drawing deadly arcs in the air and flying towards the target accurately. Despite their huge size and frantic movements, the rampaging TVs were powerless in front of Captain Yang Xue's amazing marksmanship. Bullets rained down on their hard metal shells like a rainstorm, instantly bursting into brilliant sparks, accompanied by the sharp sound of metal collisions, and pieces of metal fragments flew down like flowers from heaven in the midst of sparks. Some of the TVs that were hit had their internal circuits short-circuited instantly, making crackling explosions, and their huge bodies shook a few times before crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust; others were directly penetrated by the powerful impact force through their core components, completely paralyzed, losing their ability to move, and collapsed on the street as a pile of scrap metal. Captain Yang Xue single-handedly opened up a bloody path to hope and survival for her teammates and refugees behind her amidst the hail of bullets. Her figure appeared taller and more fearless in the war.

Lin Feng followed closely behind, his young face full of determination and resoluteness. Although his forehead was soaked with sweat, his eyes never wavered. He skillfully loaded the ammunition and coordinated with Captain Yang Xue's attack rhythm to open up a bloody path for the team.

"Lin Feng, pay attention to the left wing!" Captain Yang Xue shouted. She keenly noticed that a group of runaway TVs on the left were trying to outflank them.

"Got it, Captain!" Lin Feng turned around without hesitation and pointed his gun at the enemies on the left wing. He fired a series of shots, and bullets rained down on those crazy mechanical monsters.

Behind them, countless TVs were rushing like a tide, launching wave after wave of violent attacks on them. These TVs seemed to be driven by some evil force, totally disregarding their own damage and only rushing forward frantically.

"What's going on with these things? Why did they suddenly go berserk?" a member of the Victory Team shouted angrily, with a hint of fear and confusion in his voice.

"Now is not the time to think about this, let's solve the crisis at hand first!" Captain Yang Xue responded calmly. She knew very well that at this critical moment of life and death, any hesitation could lead to total loss.

In the fierce battle, Captain Yang Xue and Lin Feng gradually formed a tacit cooperation. With rich combat experience and keen insight, Captain Yang Xue was able to always discover the enemy's attack direction in advance and respond in time; while Lin Feng, with precise shooting skills and fearless courage, resolved the enemy's attacks time and time again.

"Captain, we're running low on ammunition!" a team member reported anxiously.

Captain Yang Xue's heart sank. They had been fighting for a long time and it was inevitable that they would run out of ammunition. But she knew that they could not retreat because there were countless innocent lives behind them.

"Save ammunition and use melee weapons as much as possible!" Captain Yang Xue gave the order decisively.

The team members drew out daggers, batons and other melee weapons from their waists, preparing to engage in close combat with the runaway TV.

At the same time, in the depths of the universe, the culprit of all this, Huang Hongsheng, was standing in his evil base, watching the chaos on Earth through a huge display screen, with a twisted and evil smile on his face.

"Do you think this is the end? Stupid Victory Team." Huang Hongsheng stood alone in the depths of his dark and metallic space base, muttering to himself. His voice echoed in the empty and silent space, with a hint of disdain and madness. In his deep eye sockets, there flashed a crazy light like a ghost fire, like two balls of burning evil flames, revealing the distortion and hideousness of his heart without reservation. "This is just the first step of my plan. A greater disaster is waiting for you later."

Huang Hongsheng, in the past, was a dazzling new star in the scientific community and a well-deserved genius scientist in the eyes of everyone. He possessed extraordinary wisdom and keen insight, and his enthusiasm and persistence in scientific research had earned him countless praises and achievements in the academic field. His name was once closely associated with glorious words such as innovation and breakthrough, and he was highly respected in the scientific community.

However, as he continued to deepen his scientific research, his greed for power and strength began to awaken and erode his soul like a poisonous snake hidden in his heart. His once pure scientific pursuit was replaced by ambition. He was no longer satisfied with quietly exploring the mysteries of nature in the laboratory, but wanted to bring the entire universe under his rule and become the master of all things. The earth, this blue planet full of vitality and vigor, unfortunately became the first test site for him to embark on the road of crazy rule.

He spent countless days and nights developing a very special and terrifying sleeping virus in that isolated and heavily guarded secret laboratory. This virus is not a biological virus in the ordinary sense, but a deadly program that combines cutting-edge nanotechnology and evil artificial intelligence algorithms. It can spread through wireless signals and quietly invade any electronic device connected to the network. The huge number of televisions on the earth, which are widely distributed, have become his ideal puppet carriers.

When this dormant virus was released, it quickly swept through the global television network like an invisible digital storm. Those televisions that were originally used to spread information and entertain the public were instantly controlled by the virus and turned into cold-blooded killing machines in his hands. The TV screens no longer played exciting programs, but flashed strange command codes and terrifying red warning lights. Their internal circuits were rewritten, and the mechanical parts were forcibly driven, turning from originally quiet household appliances into steel monsters that rushed around and had amazing destructive power.

Huang Hongsheng's goal was far more than just creating this superficial chaos. He knew that human will was the most tenacious yet most subtle existence on this planet. He attempted to completely destroy the faith and hope deep in the hearts of human beings through this terrorist attack triggered by television. He wanted to make people tremble in endless fear, lose the courage and determination to resist, and finally surrender to him obediently and acknowledge his absolute authority as the ruler of the universe.

He carefully planned every detail, from the development of the virus to the choice of transmission channels, from the control of television to the estimation of human possible reactions, all of which were the result of his crazy brain's careful consideration. He imagined the helplessness and despair of the Victory Team in the face of this sudden crisis, and a twisted pleasure surged in his heart. He believed that he had already stood at the commanding heights of this game, controlling all the power of life and death, and those who tried to stop him were just ants who overestimated their own capabilities.

At this moment, he stood in front of the control console of the space base, and the big screen in front of him played the chaotic scene on the earth: the streets were full of panicked people, running around but with nowhere to escape; the Victory Team escorted the refugees with difficulty in the hail of bullets, and although they fought hard, they still seemed a little powerless. Huang Hongsheng looked at all this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hideous smile. He seemed to have seen that his grand blueprint of ruling the universe was about to become a reality, and those who dared to challenge him would be wiped out in front of his absolute power.

But he underestimated the courage and unity of mankind, especially a group of warriors like the Victory Team who are willing to sacrifice everything to protect justice and peace. Although they face huge difficulties and dangers, the faith in their hearts is like an everlasting torch, lighting the way forward for people in the darkness. Huang Hongsheng's crazy behavior will inevitably lead to a more intense confrontation between good and evil, the outcome of which will determine the fate of the earth and even the entire universe.