The Great Battle Approaches

Wang Huiyao (with severed limbs), Xuanwu Charles, and Flame Motorbike Boy

These names appear frequently when the old folks reminisce about the past.

The senior engineer narrowed his eyes; he sensed a special sense of harmony emanating from these people.

A perfect mechanical system.

This feeling usually only occurs in B-class radioactive beasts.

So, these people's biological weapons are all 'body parts' of Class B radioactive beasts?

That's pretty intense!

The severed-limbed King Huiyao looked at the "Reaper Queen," grinned maliciously, and was the first to make a move.

The dozen or so reinforced chainsaws on its body went berserk, colliding with the six bladed limbs and eight metal hook feet. The speed of the slashes was so fast that sparks almost flew together.

Xuanwu Charles showed no awareness of the need for a one-on-one fight; his giant bone axe, the size of a millstone, shot out like a cannonball, instantly spanning more than twenty meters.

The Reaper Queen whirled around, slashing horizontally and vertically with her four scythes. However, after a loud explosion, the first thing to be sent flying was the Queen, who weighed nearly a ton.

While still in mid-air, the roar of gasoline filled the air, and two long whips of fire came from below, instantly wrapping around the 'Queen's' waist.

The flames seemed peculiar; they ignited the Queen's steel body the moment they touched her.

The man on the flaming motorcycle let out a strange laugh, and the motorcycle beast beneath him roared as he pulled on the flaming whip, ready to drag it away.

However, it couldn't be moved!

The 'torch' suspended in mid-air did not seem to be pulled down; instead, it slowly unfurled six newly grown 'wings'.

Beneath its six "blade-like limbs" appeared numerous bone spikes, their surfaces covered with biological suction holes. These "external organs" were now rapidly expelling flesh and blood, forming six fleshy wings.

Each layer of flames scorched a layer, and another layer grew back, making the whole thing look both magnificent and dangerous.

There are no naturally born B-level bosses; all high-level radiated beasts evolve from low-level ones.

After absorbing the radiation field, the "Reaper Queen" also seems to have developed this tendency.

Just then, a commotion came from outside.

The 'Reaper Queen' glanced outside and sighed slightly, 'I was hoping to play with you guys a little longer, but now I don't have that chance.'

The next moment, the radiation field began to shrink, and the biological weapon shrouded in radiation rapidly shrank.

[Radiation Beast Driver]

Within your radiation field, you can choose to bless or strip any radiation beasts below your rank.

The moment the biological weapon was enveloped in a radiation field, the outcome of this contest was already decided.

[Mission Completed, Experience +2200, Implanted Biological Weapon *5, Biological Weapon Blueprint *7]

The next phase of the quest chain has also appeared.

[Fourth Stage of the Mission: The Flames Rekindle]

Difficulty: Hard

Mission Briefing: An old horse in its stall may still aspire to gallop a thousand miles; a hero in his twilight years may still cherish lofty ambitions. What exactly do these veteran soldiers yearn for?

Mission objective: Repair of biological rejection syndrome

Quest Rewards: Experience +4100, Reputation +1000

On the mechanical airship, Zhao Xie stared intently at the box beneath the senior engineer's feet.

Cyberworld does not have a starting inventory. To carry a large amount of equipment, you need to unlock "Anti-Gravity Technology". To fold equipment, you need to unlock "Space Technology". To upgrade equipment at any time, you need a "Space Technology Pod".

None of the above has anything to do with a Level 1 civilization.

The blueprints and documents collected by the senior engineer, as well as those "junk items," were all moved onto the airship with the help of several exoskeleton warriors.

This "human body modification technology" was less than a meter away from Zhao Xie.

Promotion, wealth, fame, and fortune are all within reach.

However, he dared not make the slightest move.

The senior engineer seemed completely unconcerned about the previous conflict, chatting and laughing with Zhou Cong.

Du Zhaodi was the same, looking down at the bio-modification data, occasionally whispering to the senior engineer.

This data will eventually be transformed into products on the assembly line; that's all part of her work.

However, as the mechanical airship gradually approached the oasis, the group's expressions became serious.

On the ground, it resembled an ant colony moving house, or some kind of great migration, with boiler elephants several stories high, and metal ants that were barely visible to the naked eye.

The towering, rotten flesh was slowly moving, occasionally spurting out large amounts of thick fluid.

There are also tree roots that look like giant fingers, constantly crawling.

Fortunately, there weren't many flying radiated beasts, and the mechanical airship landed successfully without incident.

In the old civilization era, there were three employee residential areas on the outskirts of the car city, with nearly fifty buildings, and various weapons were scattered between the buildings.

Outside the town of Gasoline are the ruins of more than a dozen auto parts factories.

Between the buildings and factories, armed fortresses rose up one after another.

Hundreds of armed helicopters are poised for action.

Thousands of drones flew and circled in the air.

Cannons rose from the fortress.

The mechanized warfare line was never a single line; to be precise, it was more like a grid, a decentralized command structure.

This is the experience gained by the frontline legions after years of fierce battles against the beast tide.

The sky, the ground, and even underground can all be battlefields, and any so-called central command will inevitably be beheaded.

The senior engineer looked at Du Zhaodi, and Du Zhaodi stared back at him.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Let's see if you say anything utterly ridiculous that would make me retreat now."

What would happen if I told them?

I'll slap you.

The senior engineer shrugged. "My character isn't good enough to justify letting the woman leave first."

Du Zhaodi curled the corner of her mouth and rolled her eyes.

Almost as soon as they got off the plane, Director Du went into a busy state, and not only her, but all the logistics staff were like that.

Combat robots can have their parts replaced, and the number of radiated beasts is virtually unlimited. The battle against the beast tide is a logistical war.

The senior engineer's wartime factory was located on the eighth floor of a residential building, on the front line.

It wasn't that the security forces were deliberately causing trouble; in fact, the two generals' temporary command post was on the floor below him.

It's not that the upper echelons of the security force possess the virtue of "leading by example."

Rather, years of combat experience have shown that the stronger the defenses and the more rearward a location is, the more likely it is to be targeted by the beast tide.

The most dangerous place is actually the safest place.

Once the senior engineer's "radiation field" is activated, even a B-level boss won't compete with his peers for food.

Unless you're unlucky enough to run into an A-level radiation beast, this is actually the safest place on the battlefield.

The "workers" in this temporary factory were all members of the Cable Tribe.

The person in charge of this defense line is also a senior engineer.

It wasn't that the security force had much faith in the fighting capabilities of this "small hill".

In the presence of a "radiation field," it is safer to feign weakness to the enemy.

However, the senior engineer's subordinates did not think so.

"This time, Keiko is going to go on a killing spree!" Matsushima Keiko exclaimed excitedly, her 'knife grip' making a constant clanging sound.

Fatty Xiang next to him was gulping down his boxed lunch. His mother always said that you must eat your fill before you start working.

On the other side, Daisy was constantly checking the defenses around her. This was the first battlefield test of the "new tactics," and she was a little unsure of herself.

Aunt Xiang and a group of apprentices are polishing handmade parts.

As Aunt Xiang worked, she shouted, "Don't be fooled by how powerful those high-tech gadgets are. When the beast tide comes, all those high-tech things will be finished!"

The senior engineer was also busy with his own affairs. He had already completed the first task of his job change: "Three prosthetic body modification surgeries".

Now he is working on the second task – "completing two modified components that are unique to his own ideas".

He had already had ideas for these two "modification parts" for a long time.

One is a '3D Maneuvering Gear' upgraded from a monomolecular grappling hook.

A load-bearing structure that conforms to human biomechanics can increase the stretching distance.

Another one is an upgraded version of the "High-Speed Microcomputer Knuckle Duster", called the "Tearing Microcomputer Knuckle Duster".

This version of the mechanical gloves emphasizes the "Tear" effect, which, when combined with "Bloodlust Hook," enhances lifesteal.

The technological sophistication of these two pieces of equipment is precisely what the senior engineer has mastered.

The only problem is that these two items can only be used as "exclusive equipment," and it's difficult for others to use them.

However, in a rest area of the "temporary factory," the scene is completely out of place with the atmosphere of the battlefield.

Some were playing cards, some were playing mahjong, some were drinking tea, and some were even reading pornographic magazines while wearing reading glasses.

The young woman endured it all, but finally couldn't hold back any longer and roared out loud.

"Everyone is struggling to survive, what are you doing now?!"

"What are you doing drinking in broad daylight!"

The young woman snatched the beer bottle and slammed it heavily on the table.

The old man explained dryly, "This isn't alcohol; it's gasoline that tastes like beer."

"Bullshit! You're drinking gasoline in broad daylight?!"

The young woman turned her fire on another woman.

"You're reading pornographic magazines in broad daylight? Don't you have any sense of public morality?"

The man wearing reading glasses was startled and his body jerked violently.

A foul stench hit me.

Old Qian gloated, "Little girl, Old Cha already has a bad bladder, and you scared him so much he vomited."

The young woman's eyes widened in disbelief.

Just then, a cool-looking old man wearing sunglasses walked up to her, raised his chin, and bumped her with his shoulder, then bumped her again, and then bumped her once more.

The young woman flew into a rage again. "What, are you trying to start a fight?!"

"Ahem, young lady, please move aside. Old Hu is blind."

"..."

After a long silence, Huang Yuanli gritted her teeth and said, "You're not really 'old, weak, sick, or disabled.' Even the elders in our tribe are helping to transport weapons and forge equipment. People like you who just loaf around and wait to die are not men at all!"

After Huang Yuanli stormed off, the scene became quiet for a moment.

Old Qian shakily pulled out a cigarette, lit it, squinted in the smoke, and gave a self-deprecating smile.

"They really got a lot of flak."

On the sixth floor, the same mechanical factory is taking shape, with production lines and machinery that are exactly the same as those on the eighth floor.