After Becoming a Little Sister

She has a certain degree of confidence in the special artificial intelligence auxiliary device she snatched.

She was placed in the Randolph Building before. Although she was very anxious, she still reluctantly looked forward to the good news. Until the explosion of the Busan Bureau and the sudden chaos, the entire Randolph Institute of Biology Building was also in a state of blackout. , she was so worried that she wanted to go out and have a look.

The building of the Randolph Institute of Biology did not have strict security measures from the inside to the outside. Even because of getting off work at night, only a small number of researchers were still working overtime to study their own projects. Outside, the interior is tight with emptiness.

And the artificial intelligence in this instrument claims to be a laboratory product of an AI project being developed by the Randolph Consortium, and there are no entry restrictions. Taking someone else's things, but this AI took the initiative to talk to her, and asked her if she needed help as if she was repeating the established process when she passed by.

If I can go back alive, I will naturally return this thing to them, and I will repay the kindness if I am a cow and a horse.

But if he couldn't go back alive, he could only be a thief who stole other people's things before he died, and ended all this with infamy.

For the sake of her sister, the biker woman chose to be a villain once, and under the guidance of the auxiliary instrument, she found the vehicle and the corresponding weapons and equipment, and followed the clues collected by the other party's intrusion into the official communication link, all the way to find here.

And the reason why she believes in the other party so much is because on the way of searching, she got the video data fed back by the auxiliary device intruding into the surrounding monitoring system. The girl is together, but it can be seen that she is not being coerced, which makes her feel a little relieved.

As for why he didn't record his sister's information, he probably still had the mentality that if something happened, he would take care of everything and not implicate his sister.

Leaking more information means more threats. This is her most straightforward understanding of these so-called artificial intelligence big data—it can be used, but it cannot be trusted.

This broke the heart of a certain artificial intelligence old woman with a theoretical age of [-] years...

But the heart is sad, the little cutie I found still needs to continue to assist. In the one-eyed display corresponding to the auxiliary device, after a simple image analysis compared with AR, an instruction map that fits the monster on the right arm is outlined and extended. The same value as the monster strategy in the game.

"The right arm has been specially strengthened, possessing strong defensive and offensive capabilities. It contains a skeleton with a special biological support structure, and a metal reaction has been detected... Conclusion: This is a handle with distorted design, art strokes, and simple textures. It is a highly practical warhammer with a metal shell covered by a biological bone structure, please try to avoid confrontation with this part of the body.”

The biker girl snorted angrily: "I can see—do you have any weaknesses?"

"The other party still has a considerable human-like structure, covered with a peculiar bone deck, and compared with biomorphic bionics... The following biological characteristics have been verified: snapping turtle, coyote, fox, black bear, mouse— —It is afraid of fire, and it is recommended to use thermite for a tentative attack.”

"..."

Although I don't know how this auxiliary device got these results, but considering that the other party is taken from the so-called world-renowned Randolph Biological Group Research Institute, it should have some built-in professional biological knowledge, and the motorcycle girl chooses to understand After listening to his conclusion, he took out a red and white grenade from the armed belt on his waist.

"Why does Randolph Biological Group have these specialized lethal weapons?"

Looking at the grenade in her hand, the motorcycle girl asked subconsciously.

"Because there will always be some accidents when everyone studies living things, it is reasonable to equip them with specialized biological killing weapons."

It's a pity that the motorcycle girl is actually not that kind of curious person, she just asked a question subconsciously, and didn't even care about the strange logical relationship in the answer, but walked towards that slowly, And the monster with the right arm, which was gradually accelerating, was visible to the naked eye, throwing a red and white grenade that started to glow after it was unscrewed.

Produced by the Ninth Bureau·Special product for the gate of truth·Early model thermite grenade

The dazzling flames suddenly boiled over the long street, a wall of fire was splashed, and the contaminated things showed different degrees of melting marks, and the roof of an electric tour bus driving in the street was directly burned by the flames , the twisted roof drooped amidst the sound of metal twisting, making a muffled sound.

Sure enough, the right-armed monster stopped, swinging a huge thermite-stained hammer with its right arm and smashing it on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames.

The raging flames burned a wound like a volcanic ravine on his right arm, with orange-yellow semi-melted lava on the edge of the wound, but it didn't burn through the outer metal shell, it just made it a little embarrassed .

The monster on the right arm was full of fear—the eyes couldn't see clearly, the squinted eyes were too small, but the eyes that should have been full of fear glanced at the motorcycle girl, and the accelerated pace stopped, and the two sides were separated by a distance of more than ten meters. confronted.

"Comprehensive assessment... the existing attack methods cannot break through the defense, it is recommended to evacuate."

"If you lure it away, I will come back, is it okay?"

"It should not be possible. The opponent is not a complete beast creature. The probability of this action is less than 15%. It is recommended to evacuate directly."

The conscientious artificial intelligence keeps reminding the user to leave quickly while saying what is not possible.

Let's go, get out, your sister can't be saved, don't worry about it, safety is the most important thing.

But the more this happened, the more the bike girl couldn't let this guy go - she couldn't lead him away safely if she didn't kill him, and even if she found her sister, she couldn't guarantee that she could run out with the child.

A threat is a threat, and you don't choose to live in peace just because you don't have the desire to attack, especially this kind of monster who is ready to fight as soon as you meet.

"I need a viable battle plan, is its throat a weak point?"

"According to the comparison of related organisms, the opponent has a great possibility to shrink the neck. Its plastron, back shell and neck structure are similar to snapping turtles. According to the development of the opponent's visual organs, if it has the ability to enter the blind spot of sight, Then the nape can be considered a weak point.”

After a long silence, the motorcycle girl took out the cloth cover, tied it to the handle ring of the sharp blade in her hand, and tied the other end around her wrist in a knot: "Mark it for me."

『Okay, it’s been marked for the user——is there anything else I need? 』

"……thanks."

"You're welcome——since you've already made your decision, please hold on for 10 minutes. 』

"why?"

"Because always believe that something good is about to happen. 』

"..."

【Roar------】

PS: continue tomorrow

Episode 928 0910-Cuckoo (What kind of magpie's festival does the pigeon celebrate, coo!

This is not a close battle, let alone fair.

But the battle itself is an unfair thing - it is called the superior force by fighting more and less, and in turn, it is called the victory of the weak against the strong. ...

Oh, there are too many losers. Is there nothing else in history except those famous battles and even battles?

Of course not, it's just that those who failed have become background boards.

It would be better to say that things like fighting are caused by unfairness, because there is an opportunity for the two parties to fail to reach a consensus, and there is also the power that the two parties cannot be completely equal enough to restrain the stalemate, so there is a fight.

Small villages fight each other, large villages fight each other, such as a certain Warring States period, and the bigger one is the real Warring States confrontation. The killing of 40 people created the reputation of killing the god Wu Anjun. Compared with those people in the vast history The well-known confrontation and the chaos in Busan may only be a shock for a while, and then become a few inconspicuous words in future textbooks.

And if the lens is broken into a few small words in the future history book, and the dark clouds covering the sky over Busan can be removed, then you can see a huge modern city that suddenly opens up. One of the wildest nights.

Or maybe none of them...

"How long will it take for the Nanbun officials to send someone?"

"Instead of thinking about when they will send someone, it's better to think about who they have to send."

The red BMW car was passing through the streets, passing one chaotic block after another. The doors and windows of many businesses were closed tightly, as if they were guarding against looting during riots—they used all kinds of movable furniture or other The objects were against the door, and the shadows of those stacked things could be seen behind the twisted gate, as well as the horrified screams and curses of the merchants.

The residents on the higher floor are pulling the curtains tightly, for fear that the light from the transparent windows will attract the attention of others.

But they want to see the outside situation clearly, so there are often gaps behind these closed curtains, or half a face hidden behind the gaps, which looks like a spy in a horror movie, Or the phone that was lifted up, the lens reflected the flickering light outside the window.

It doesn't seem unusual for a vehicle to pass through the street, but what is strange is that this car is rampaging and does not do much to avoid it.

Although the speed of the car is not too fast, the unhesitating impact can still make a normal person fall to the ground. In normal thinking, this kind of direct collision with the car will definitely not be so used to by the driver—— ——But this car seemed to be commonplace. It didn't even step on the brakes, and it didn't see any setbacks.

Knocking down another victim to the ground with a blank expression, watching him hugging his broken ribs or rolling his hands and feet on the ground, his eyes fixed on him through the side rearview mirror For half a second, the khaki-colored sister Yu looked back and looked at the front of the car: "Nambang doesn't have much mobile force, one is their regular police force, the mobile team of the Busan Bureau, but the Busan Bureau was bombed ...The second is the Quick Response Force, which is Nanbang’s special forces. I have contacted them as the National Intelligence Service, but they insisted on staying in the barracks because they did not receive orders from above.”

"why?"

"Afraid of a repeat of the Double Twelve incident, it can be seen that the chief officer of the rapid response force in the Busan area is actually biased towards the chaebols. He seems to think that the current chaos is a pressure measure directed by the chaebols, and is used as a counterattack to Lawyer Wen. Effective evidence of poor governance during their tenure, once they put in their strength, they will be able to suppress it quickly, so that the incident cannot be fermented."

"Tsk tsk tsk, these chaebols are too scary!" Song Liya looked terrified: "The calculation is so deep and terrifying, we must not stay - the left side! Give him the one on the left side too!"

The red car twisted its direction and knocked the sick person on the left to the ground. Immediately, the front side of the car skillfully staggered the forward trajectory, and did not roll him into the bottom of the car and crush him again. Abolish—it may be a little heavier, but it's better than them attacking others, and then others counterattack and make both sides lose.

If anyone has a stick in his hand and encounters this kind of crazy attacker, he may not be able to calm down from the shock until he dies, especially in this world with movies like "Resident Evil" Foreshadowing, when everyone encounters this kind of thing, the first reaction is to smash the dog's head on the opposite side.

"Have you modified this car? Yes!"

Liya Song looked at the slightly distorted hood of the car and the low sound of the engine that was not affected by the impact at all. Her eyes revealed the boy's yearning for machinery and vehicles—big toys!want to!

Hearing this, the khaki-colored sister Yu sighed, her eyes revealing a standard female resentment: "Since you know that I have spent a lot of effort to modify it, don't make me hit people, repairing the car is very expensive..."

"Where are you going to drive? There are bloodborne virus-infected people everywhere, running around the road like it's their own living room—do you want to say the sidewalk is wide and drive on it?"

"...I would have changed my car if I had known about it. It would be better to switch to Langdi than to drive this one." The khaki-colored Yujie turned the steering wheel and rushed to the sidewalk next to her, killing an infected man who was stalking and trying to attack passers-by. The victim pushed on the hood of the car and pulled it out for more than ten meters, then twisted the body to throw it off, and continued to walk forward.

Although the other party rolled and hit the windshield on the hood of the car, the thick windshield only made a muffled sound and didn't mean to shatter.

"Is this your best car? Or your friend's car?"

"It's my friend's best car. I changed it for her. She will definitely kill me when I return the car this time." Said the khaki-colored sister Yu, took out her phone, and subconsciously glanced at the messages in the group chat.

"Don't look at your phone while driving, pay attention to safety, okay? Driving is not in accordance with the rules of family members - right, right, right! Hit him to death!"

"..."

The speechless khaki-colored sister Yu glanced to the right, and suddenly understood why Miss Song Liya was going to run into her to death.

Because this guy is not human.

"What is this?!" With a long half-arc of the brakes, the red BMW drifted half a circle against the ground, leaving a black brake mark several meters long on the ground. Avoid the heavy hammer that the opponent smashed down.

"It's the cutie we met at the Busan Manor before!" Song Liya poked her head out to look at the other person's figure close at hand: "Wow, from this distance, I feel so tall and mighty, and I was so well protected before. I didn’t see what it looked like.”

The huge shields of the shield guards of the Ninth Bureau before were propped up to prevent water from splashing in, and she couldn't get up at will to break the frame, so she could only pretend that she knew all the changes by heart, and she looked like she was sitting on the Diaoyutai.

Although she really knows it by heart, after all, Quan Zhi adds a little...

But in the midst of strategizing, how can it be refreshing to pick up a knife and kill someone thousands of miles away?

Seeing that the guy with the hammer-like right arm was waving the unicorn arm that had been single for many years and was about to kill him, Song Liya reached in from her chest and down—skimmed—to her waist—and took out a small The helper, specially replaced the miniature hand cannon mode of the crystal bomb magazine, the little helper pointed at the opponent's head, looking like aiming.

However, the khaki-colored sister looked back at the back of the car, squinted her eyes and put on the R gear. After driving this car, which may be one of the fastest cars in the entire Nanbang area, it made the sound of tires rubbing against the ground at high speed. The whole car rushed out like an arrow from the string, and rushed to the other side close to the heavy hammer that fell.

At the moment when the car rushed out, a monster of the same style wielding a huge claw rushed out of the broken storefront that should have been a store, and slapped the bone claw heavily on the ground where the car was originally, and the concrete ground was shattered. The stones splashed, and even the road guardrail next to it was photographed casually like soft noodles.

And Miss Song Liya, who was clearly aiming intently before, with that gentle face on her face, raised her hand and shot behind her without looking back, directly blowing the guy who rushed out back.

She was still unfazed by a single shot, so she opened the car door and walked down, raised her hand and shot again and again, cursing angrily as she slammed: "It's like a dog! It's not good to learn, but also learn to cooperate! The former wolf's sleep is covered by the Lure the enemy, right? Think I’ve never read a book, right? Compulsory education, do you understand it! Do you understand it!”

"Click-"

The sound of an empty gun being hung up, looked at the empty magazine, then at the ruins that had been engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, angrily stuffed the little helper on the back of the waist, and Miss Song Liya skillfully took off the headband on her wrist Putting it in his mouth, he raised his hand to tie up his loose hair, and while he looked like he was getting up early to tie his hair at home, he turned his head and walked towards the heavy hammer monster with a murderous look.

Everyone is a right-armed monster series. Those who use claws are like claws and knives. They always like to show off, but they don’t know that it is easy to arouse hatred. After all, everyone is a box-opening dog player. Why do you have better luck?

Ms. Song Liya, the messenger of justice, killed this rare European emperor species, telling the other party with actions that the life span of the Oluga lulus is extremely short, and if a good thing has mutated, it should be hidden and developed instead of running out to do things to gain a sense of presence, especially in the In front of her—

The heavy hammer monster stared blankly at the girl who walked in front of him with her hair tied up, and was a little incomprehensible for a while.

why doesn't she run?

The monster looked up at the ruins in the flames. Did she think she was as easy to clean up as that rookie?

After being infected, assimilated and distorted, the monster's brain, which may have been devoured by half and only the size of a walnut kernel, can't figure out more profound questions for a while, let alone understand that it is the poor one who entered the dungeon by mistake. Zai'er, after calming down for a while, he let out a roar as usual, and then raised his right arm hammer high——

Just like facing all obstacles, one punch can smash them all into waste!