Zion
"Mechanical Squids are mechanical units too. If you press an electric gun against their heads and fire, even if they have specialized defenses, their chips will be fried. Isn't that written right in the electric gun's manual?"
Xu Yue looked at the group whose jaws had practically hit the floor and spoke in some exasperation.
"Otherwise, why is the electric gun on every ship reserved as the final trump card?"
Hearing Xu Yue say that, Morpheus could only stare wordlessly at the ceiling.
Right. Every ship was equipped with electric guns, but those things were only meant to let them die with a bit more dignity, okay?
It showed they were still fighting to the very end.
In truth, if a ship couldn't use an EMP to deal with the Mechanical Squids, that already meant they had lost.
"Cough... Fine. The hull is damaged, so we'll have to return to Zion early for repairs. At the same time, many like-minded companions are still waiting in The Matrix to be rescued. We need to gather reinforcements."
Morpheus spoke with a sigh.
Originally, he had wanted to rescue that group as quickly as possible.
But with the ship damaged this badly, there was nothing they could do.
The Savior was more important, comparatively speaking. They couldn't take risks.
They would just have to hold on a little longer.
And if they couldn't hold on...
There was nothing to be done. For a lofty ideal, sacrifices always had to be made.
He could sacrifice himself, so others could sacrifice themselves too.
They were all people of ambition willing to resist The Matrix. They should understand...
"Were we... scammed?"
Howard hid in a hole beneath a bridge pier, looking utterly disheveled in the wind. His clothes were torn to rags, making him