The World is Sick

"Are you robots filled with bean curds? Can you turn a single-result situation into a multiple-choice question..."

Kevin rolled his eyes, chewed a few mints, and reached out to move the blade aimed at his eyebrows away at will.

Immediately, the commander remembered the classic lines of a certain game character, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and smiled softly at the pessimistic A2.

"Well, the shackles set by the gods will naturally be broken by the gods..."

"As one of your creators, it is my duty to avoid this."

"So, follow me, don't fall behind!"

A2 heard the seriousness from the words, couldn't help but be moved, thought for a moment, beat his chest with his left hand, and raised the corner of his mouth lightly.

"If this is the case, my sword, I am willing to fight for you!"

Kevin smiled, threw the ice water on the table to A2, and raised his glass as a gesture.

The Juhar Robot Tactical Knife skillfully unloaded the force, took the glass on the back of the knife, then turned his wrist, and drank the ice water to show the fulfillment of the covenant.

"However, I still have a question. Can't you contact the bunker independently? Do you still need to borrow 9S's black box and thinking chip?"

Kevin touched his chin and expressed his inner confusion.

He is about to break out from Catalina Island, and if 9S's chip fails, he must make sure that he can get in touch with the bunker command center.

A2 rolled his eyes in a humane manner, and shook his head in response.

"During the Pearl Harbor airborne operation, in order to escape the monitoring of the bunker command center, I had already removed the communication program, and the scanning type 21 was the same."

"The battle between the Yoroha Army and the Terminator lasted for quite a long time. The communication program built into the Juhar robot can not only locate each other with the bunker, but also resist the interference of the nanomechanical rush."

"So, until 9S's chip and black box recorder are found by chance from the fish's belly, and the method of contacting the bunker command center to save itself, it will work."

Kevin nodded secretly, filling in some loopholes in the plan again.

And when two black variable fighter planes passed through the sea fog and appeared in the field of vision of the telescope, the two looked at each other and nodded, and immediately understood that it was time to set off.

Immediately, Kevin and A2 jumped to the coast to receive the equipment, and the two variable fighters were ordered to hover, in an upright posture, leaving a human-shaped groove for the two pilots.

At the same time, the tail fins of the two variable fighter jets each had a metal box hanging on them. A2 opened it and confirmed that this was exactly the electromagnetic pulse weapon Kevin had requested.

"Sea Fog has a nano-mechanical impact component, just like what we did against the T-3000 before, the electromagnetic system weapon is their nemesis, at least it will play a dispelling role..."

After Kevin explained the reason in a deep voice, he pulled on the A2 and learned to fly this variable fighter.

The commander's learning ability is naturally beyond doubt, and he can operate in a decent manner in just half an hour.

Everything was ready, and the two of them stopped hesitating immediately, and drove the variable fighter to the sea fog area.

They searched deeply repeatedly, but only encountered scattered semi-mechanical life forms such as sea snakes, silver fishes, and octopus. The most powerful Terminator troops and deep-sea battleships all disappeared.

And the electromagnetic weapons did tear up most of the sea fog, and the vision shrouded in fear finally regained its clarity.

As a result, the survivors who were trapped on the island for more than half a month wept with joy. Thousands of people frantically flocked to the few remaining speedboats and three civilian helicopters, and even a stampede occurred.

However, a series of bullets swept down, and the survivors huddled together like frightened rabbits, obediently and quietly.

"Gentlemen, ladies, now it's your turn to show the humanitarian spirit of the United States. The children and the elderly are in front, the women are in the middle, and the men are in the back..."

Kevin smiled and raised the electromagnetic cannon in his hand, looking very polite.

Sure enough, the American people below were very reasonable, and even took the initiative to help the elderly and children board the ship.

Tsk tsk, I'm going to take a picture of this shining scene of humanity and post it on youtube. Of course, the electromagnetic gun in my hand is not suitable for the shot.

As thousands of people are stranded, the existing means of transportation can only transport them in batches.

At this time, the police station, which had been overthrown by Kevin alone, began to take over the work of maintaining order.

No matter how many black spots there are, whenever a crisis strikes, the violent military and police agencies in civilized countries are often the first line of defense.

Finally, I'm leaving this ghost place!

The survivors on the yacht looked back at the gradually shrinking Catalina Island with complex emotions, and then obediently retracted into the cabin.

Kevin and A2, who were in charge of the escort, kept cleaning up the semi-mechanical life forms that emerged, and encountered a total of three or two here and there, without any danger along the way.

However, at the same time as the transport team rushed out of the sea fog area, a formation of all F-15 fighter jets, in a triangular formation, flew from the direction of the Los Angeles Air Force Base and shouted on the public channel.

"Warning! You have entered the military control zone, please stop the engine and wait for inspection!"

It seems that the U.S. military has discovered the anomaly in the Catalina Island area, but with their strength it is obviously impossible to carry out rescue missions.

Therefore, it can only be classified as a military control area to avoid the expansion of losses.

But almost a squadron of F-15 groups came, and they still looked like they were facing a big enemy. Obviously, this group of Yankees had suffered at the hands of the Terminator Fleet.

Kevin had no intention of conflicting with the US government, so he ordered A2 to cooperate with their inspection.

Anyway, there are people above him. If Nick is not enough, the president of the United States who just hooked up with him will come to scoop him up.

Unexpectedly, the formation of F-15 fighter jets outside did not relax their vigilance and approached, but a silver armor slowly descended.

"Kevin Lee? I'm glad you're okay, Tony keeps whispering in my ear..."

The visor opened, and the American colonel named James Rhodes (nicknamed "War Machine") extended his hand to Kevin friendly.

It feels like being backstage... so cool!

Kevin stood on the deck, shook hands with James politely, and enjoyed the adoring eyes of a bunch of old people and children, feeling a sense of satisfaction spontaneously.

Due to the intervention of "War Machine", the subsequent routine inspection went quite smoothly. Even the prohibited equipment on Kevin and A2, these soldiers didn't ask much about it.

"There are still seven or eight hundred survivors on Katarina Island, and I will trouble you for the rest..."

"In addition, when crossing this sea fog, pay attention to the water surface. Some infected sea creatures are very aggressive. It is recommended to use electromagnetic pulse weapons to fight back..."

Now that the Lord has come, Kevin doesn't mind giving the team of US troops in front of him the credit for rescuing the survivors.

Moreover, the finishing touch has never been his specialty, and Kevin could only wish for it to be able to easily put down the pick.

Thus, the two sides completed the handover mission in a harmonious atmosphere. An air force pilot who found his family among the survivors gratefully gave him a Distinguished Flying Cross.

"Kevin, I suggest you go to Las Vegas first, the people of the SCP Foundation are going crazy..."

Before leaving, Colonel James hesitated for a moment and gave advice.

ps: The copy of Catalina Island is over.Call it a day.

It's almost the end.

Chapter 292 Chapter 270

Las Vegas, somewhere in a deep alley.

A staggering figure fled in a hurry. When he was about to reach the corner of the street, there was a piercing sound, and the fugitive immediately staggered and fell, his head was almost torn in half by the bullet flying at high speed.

But immediately, the mercury-like liquid began to merge and flow, and the head gradually returned to its original state.

However, as soon as he stood up, his head was flattened by the electromagnetic shield from the corner, and his whole body sank into the ground.

Just as the thing was about to move, a series of blows from sword strikes, grenades, and bullets hit him one after another, making it impossible for the T-1000 in front of him to complete the fusion.

In the end, the shield-holding mechanical life took out a tube of bluish-colored potion from his chest, and evenly sprinkled it on T-1000, turning him into a puddle of inactivated silver-white liquid.

"SCP191-codename [Legion], the containment of the attached individual is complete!"

"The number of hunting this week meets the requirements, the patrol area is cleared, and the [World Tree] team requests to switch to the life mode..."

Koichiro Yuki put the silver liquid on the ground into a spherical metal container that he carried with him, and after confirming the quantity, he snapped his fingers triumphantly.

Accompanied by a crisp beep in the brain, the [World Tree] system that was always monitoring their movements was cut off.

But the seven or eight mechanical life forms gathered here did not stop running. They each turned on the light screens on their wrists and output commands. The optical camouflage covered clearly restored their appearance and clothing.

"Come on, everyone, enough points, today is a holiday!"

As the captain, Koichiro Yuki raised his arms and cheered, trying to boost the low morale, but the effect was not good, and the depressed atmosphere still permeated.

Just as several people turned to leave, a silver-gray mechanical spider the size of a grain of rice slipped away from the shadow under the crack of the brick.

"laugh!"

However, a silver tactical knife thrown from the air accurately nailed the little thing to the wall.

Two transformable fighters equipped with pilots turned into humanoid forms and came slowly from the darkness.

"Life is not a game, and there is no clear distinction between combat mode and life mode. For the sake of your own life, remember to be vigilant at all times!"

Kevin jumped off the variable fighter plane, with a sullen face, and preached in a cold voice. Everyone in the [World Tree] team couldn't help but fell into a daze in the face of this sudden change.

However, when the commander narrowed the distance, he raised the corners of his lips and knocked on the steel heads of the seven people one by one.

"Be honest, have you missed me recently?"

"Whoa, Brother Kevin! Yuuki knew you were still alive!"

Konno Kapok, who was the first to come to his senses, rushed over with surprise and crying, and crashed directly into Kevin's arms.

But in the next second, the smile on the commander's face froze. His body remained in the posture of opening his arms to welcome the hug. He was dragged by a huge force and slid on the ground, and finally hit the wall, with a crackling sound from his breastbone.

He forgot... the person in front of him is not a soft-sounding flat loli that is easy to knock down. The weight of the mind-interactive and controllable miniaturized mech is not much lighter than the Juhar robot.

Moreover, Konno Kapok who rushed over unknowingly used a booster...

Fortunately, it is now in the life mode, and the dozens of sets of micro-torque engines on the mecha have been shut down, otherwise, Kevin's bones will be broken at least a few times.

"It's okay, I can still hold on to this enthusiasm..."

Kevin stood up as if nothing had happened, smiling and comforting, if it wasn't for the blood on the corner of his mouth, it would be quite convincing.

At this time, the optical camouflage on Konno Kapok Ji's body shook for a while, and the expression on his cheeks and the subject were in sync, revealing guilt, almost wrinkling his nose and crying out.

"I heard it's a holiday today? Let's find a quiet place and sit down and talk."

The commander took Yuuki-chan's arm, awakened the [World Tree] team members who were still immersed in the joy of reunion, and proposed with a chuckle.

Half an hour later, in the private room of a certain dessert shop, after everyone was seated, the captain Koichiro Yuki signaled his younger sister Asuna to report the recent status to the commander.

As a young girl trained by the social elite, she quickly stabilized her emotions and introduced the situation after Kevin's disappearance in an orderly manner.

First, the business side.

Cyber ​​Computer Company and Hammer Heavy Industries, which received a large amount of aid from the military, failed to hand over the answers that satisfied the donor's father, so they went down one after another and were liquidated by the relevant departments.