Legend of the Cyber Heroes-Chapter 58 - Paying Back Blood and Teeth

58: Chapter 58: Paying Back Blood and Teeth

58 -58: Paying Back Blood and Teeth

At the moment the alarm sounded, several accidents also occurred within the base.

Firstly, it was at the location of the parking lot.

As the alarm bell rang, the flash of an explosion appeared instantaneously.

Xiang Shan had hacked into the control parts of two motorcycles long before, rewriting their safety protocols.

After Xiang Shan had left, the engines kept atomizing ethanol, then sent the evenly mixed atomized ethanol and combustion aids back into the fuel tank.

Meanwhile, the metal batteries had been continuously heating up.

The guards, who were killing each other in a game of Tetris, hadn’t noticed.

Then, the explosion happened.

A Martial Artist was unlucky, his cervical spine sliced by flying metal shards, temporarily losing his combat ability.

Although others were dirty and disheveled and had lost their primitive gaming machines, they were, after all, Cybernetically Enhanced People and could generally still fight.

But they didn’t have the luxury of concerning themselves with this anymore.

Because the metal fragments had pierced the fuel tanks and batteries of other motorcycles, half the garage had begun to burn fiercely.

Even some bullets were ignited.

There were no facilities for making fire extinguishing agents in the base, and the metal batteries would react violently and release heat upon contact with water, so they could only use sand that had been piled up in a corner beforehand to try to put out the fire, but how could they extinguish it in such a rush?

At the same time, the guards who had first discovered Li and the other three bodies also received reinforcements.

Over a dozen skilled fighters crowded in the hallway.

They planned to exchange information briefly, then patrol in groups of seven.

The Green Forest member who first found the bodies thought about using the walkie-talkie to report to the monitoring room.

But just then, he abruptly heard a “pff” sound.

At that very moment, his vision was covered by a silver light.

The signals from the radios also suddenly deteriorated.

“Iron Dust!” a highly modified Green Forest member exclaimed in horror.

Of course, this was what Xiang Shan had lifted from Gleayard’s body.

Not every Martial Artist had an outer shell with sealing quality as good as the Welfare Officer’s, nor could every Martial Artist, like Xiang Shan had done before, maintain internal relative high pressure with evaporating coolant.

The skilled fighters inside instinctively backed away, only to bump into their colleagues behind them.

In the congestion, several were unable to evade in time and were engulfed by Iron Dust.

A series of crackling electric sparks followed.

And at that moment, Xiang Shan had just put down his gun.

After several gunshots, there were no other sounds left in the monitoring room.

All these monitors were specially retained humans with low modification rates.

Their hands, feet, and vocal organs were all biological, and the chips in their brains couldn’t interfere with their motor centers.

But conversely, such people were inevitably very weak, very weak.

If they were Natural People, even if they had attained the status of a grandmaster in Martial Studies, they would still be no match.

After all, flesh and blood are easily ruined at the slightest touch.

Even Gleayard’s fully Metal-based tentacle, almost entirely filled with muscle, only had the advantage of “not being instantly shattered by high-frequency waves”.

In reality, upon contact with high-frequency shockwaves, the Metal-based cells would still inevitably shatter and necrose; it was just that the soft tissue and the fluid filling it acted as a buffer to absorb energy, preventing it from collapsing utterly like metal would.

Even if Metal-based nerves allowed their consciousness to catch up with bullets, muscles formed from protein and bones congealed from calcium phosphate couldn’t support the same speed in evasive maneuvers.

And now, Xiang Shan had basically won.

Low modification rate Martial Artists were almost useless in actual combat, while those with high modification rates were all limited by his Gu.

As long as he could confine most of the high modification rate Martial Artists in the area, Xiang Shan could move about as if he were in a place devoid of people.

And that loudspeaker continued to bellow, “Hey!

What happened?

Respond!

Respond!

Hey!

Hey!

What’s going on?”

“The stockade is done for,” Xiang Shan exclaimed with a sigh, “Years of foundation destroyed in an instant!”

“What?

Who exactly has infiltrated…

No, who exactly are you?”

“Who am I?

That’s a profound question.

Are we starting with the philosophical three questions right away?” Xiang Shan replied while watching the monitors, building a distribution map of personnel, and slowly responded, “Just a passerby…

a revenger?”

“Quit the damn tricks!” Little Poison Insect yelled angrily: “You are…

wait, the boss has been gone for days, could it be…”

This Second-in-command suddenly changed his tone, speaking menacingly: “That ‘Mountain’?

Who in the world are you?”

But Xiang Shan casually slapped the device, cutting off the conversation.

“Honestly, I’m quite curious about who I am too,” Xiang Shan shrugged his shoulders, then took out two walkie-talkies he had just found and adjusted the frequency slightly.

He had basically won.

Or to say, if the opponent hadn’t formed a Dense Formation or a combat position to kill him before the Gu took full effect, they had no chance of victory.

The largest server of the Great Stockade was in his hands.

And the broadcasting system capable of issuing orders had also been half destroyed.

What he had to do next was called “eradicating evil completely”.

He had actually been willing to believe that there were still individuals in Green Forest who had just started out and had not yet committed murder.

He didn’t have the time to identify them one by one, but he still harbored the intention to “Stay” his hand.

But after downloading the data from Gleayard’s server, he had lost that thought.

The only regret was that the “Blue Steel Vulture” didn’t seem to be in its lair.

But he really didn’t have the patience to wait, so he might as well continue killing while waiting.

“Next, it’s time to create panic…” After adjusting the frequency, Xiang Shan casually tore off a piece of electrical wire from the monitoring room and tied a walkie-talkie and a microphone together.

——Without forcing these scum to repent in fear and humiliation, how could he be content!

Then, he kicked open the door with one foot, raised his gun, and fired, shattering the heads of two who were holding their guns aimed at the door.

Although an alarm had been triggered and no orders given, not every member of Green Forest was aware of what had happened.

Most of them were simply on guard, weapons at the ready.

A small portion of them scrambled noisily toward the storage and parking corridors.

For the moment, few were paying attention to their surroundings.

Xiang Shan leapt up, returning to his position above the steel beams.

As he moved swiftly, a loudspeaker blared, “Brothers, that guy is on the surveillance…”

With a “bang,” Xiang Shan blew up the loudspeaker.

At the same time, all the remotely controllable lighting circuits were cut off simultaneously.

Xiang Shan raised his walkie-talkie and declared, “Men of Green Forest, you are surrounded!”

Instantly, gunfire and curses erupted.

Several leader-like Martial Artists began trying to rally some of their subordinates, heading toward the direction of the surveillance room.

Xiang Shan turned off his walkie-talkie and sighed, “My, my, just who am I…

That was quite a neat move.”

Then another loudspeaker came to life, crying out, “Brothers, quickly get me…”

Xiang Shan raised his hand again and fired, destroying that loudspeaker as well.

This action undoubtedly revealed his position.

But there was already about a 0.4-second delay between their perception and reality.

As Xiang Shan fired, he flipped his body and kicked hard against the ceiling.

It wasn’t until 0.4 seconds later that a volley of bullets flew past where Xiang Shan had just been.

And at that very moment, Xiang Shan was already beside a fully enhanced Martial Artist.

With a backward move, he wrested the Martial Artist’s body.

The 0.4-second delay was enough to off-balance him by the time he began to resist.

Xiang Shan’s right hand, holding the walkie-talkie, pinned the leader’s shoulder, while his left hand, with Mr.

Andy’s pistol, pressed against the back of the leader’s head and turned the walkie-talkie back on.

“Bang bang bang boom!”

The sound of gunfire and howls of pain spread throughout the entire base via the broadcast system.

“How does it feel to be trampled by violence, gentlemen!”

Xiang Shan dropped the leader’s body and swayed downwards, easily dodging three long sticks.

His vision now spanned the entire base, giving him complete oversight.

The enraged gangsters crowded around.

Some of them might have realized that something was wrong with their perception, but Xiang Shan’s attitude had truly incensed them.

——Fools…

Xiang Shan thought to himself.

The best course of action now would actually be for one or two close-combat experts to entangle him while Firearms Path Martial Artists calmly set up a firing position.

These Green Forest bandits only knew that “Dense Formation counters Fight techniques” but completely forgot that “Dense Formation” also required coordination.

A disorderly mob would just interfere with each other.

——I need to add more fuel to the fire…

but how come I’m so good at this?

What on earth was I before?

Xiang Shan, as if strolling leisurely, avoided attacks while humming into the walkie-talkie: “Who am I?

Am I not unique?

May be I’m not here at all.”

With his free right hand, he grabbed the center of a long stick and with a simple tug, sent its owner stumbling forward three steps, using him as a shield against three other sticks.

Another member’s neck was collapsed by his companions, letting out a scream, temporarily losing his ability to fight.

And Xiang Shan quickly followed with a kick, shattering the man’s skull.

Simultaneously, he fired three shots from the surveillance room guard’s rifle upwards, taking out three Firearms Path Martial Artists who had sneaked firing positions.

Mr.

Gleayard had left behind a very broad field of vision.

It seemed he truly hadn’t intended to give any entering enemies a chance to shoot from the shadows.

“Look, the fakers Blinding us with lies, The breakers of us all,”

An unprecedented humiliation clouded the minds of several Martial Artists.

They couldn’t bear such mockery—an enemy, just one enemy, daring to insult them like this!

Daring to tread on their dignity as if it were nothing but dirt, while singing a tune!

And it seemed that he devoted even more attention to singing than to the fight itself!

Yet, they failed to notice that Xiang Shan, frequently firing, was targeting Firearms Path Martial Artists.

Whoever tried using a firearm from high ground against him, got their balance disrupted by his bullets or were shot down directly.

In the blink of an eye, fourteen Martial Artists lay at Xiang Shan’s feet.

Along with the five Firearms Path Martial Artists he had shot, plus the two he had killed on entry, the five dead at the surveillance room door, and the three inside.

There must have been roughly a hundred people left.

“Make way for me!” A robust voice called out.

It belonged to a Martial Artist who had replaced his lower body with a caterpillar track vehicle.

As big as Mr.

Gleayard, but the chassis featured a row of high-frequency blades.

He charged in, his many arms swinging huge axes, trying to restrict Xiang Shan’s evasion routes.

But what he tried to restrict was “Xiang Shan 0.4 seconds ago.”

Xiang Shan jumped behind him, softly humming, “Oh, it’s useless.”

Without pause, just like he dealt with Mr.

Gleayard, he raised his hand and dispatched this Gleayard imitator.