“Following a secret investigation by the military task force, Fortress 82 is suffering a severe psionic intrusion event!
“In the name of the commander of the Central Basin War Zone, I issue the following order to all soldiers: Ground forces will blockade all exits. Anyone attempting to force their way out or in will be executed!
“Inside the fortress! All personnel on the first and second levels, remain stationary. All firepower on the third level, lock onto the Psionics Home!
“All combat personnel on the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels, immediately disarm and await orders! The military task force is about to initiate a purge!
“This order is to be disseminated to all companies, platoons, and squads!
“Anyone who kills a psionic within Fortress 82 will be credited with military merit!”
…
The booming voice of the commander of the Central Basin War Zone echoed in Wang Jixuan's headset.
Even without the Black Instructor's orders, Wang Daoshi knew it was time to act.
He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and silently recited the Cleansing Heart Mantra. He muttered a phrase about upholding justice and lamented the suffering of the masses. Then, a surge of mana enveloped him, and he charged forward!
Optical stealth deactivated.
Wang Jixuan burst out of the ventilation shaft, shattering the dust screen on the upper left side of the warehouse. With a perfect somersault, he landed steadily on his feet.
The silver-white figure, standing over two meters tall including the armored boots and head crest, abruptly intruded into the sight of a group of gangsters.
The full-coverage armor, with eighty percent of its surface composed of polished alloy, reflected the cold light under the warehouse lamps.
They were still in shock;
Wang Jixuan's eyes darted rapidly, already capturing and locking onto six gangsters through his pupils. The X Armor's thighs, shoulders, and hips, six laser cannons calibrated in milliseconds, fired simultaneously.
Shui!
Six red laser beams, six holes pierced through foreheads, six brains incinerated;
And;
A chorus of panicked shouts and screams!
“Ah—”
“Military robot! Fire! Fire!”
Gunfire erupted from all directions.
The armor's electromagnetic shield was not triggered. Shallow flashes of light erupted as ordinary caliber bullets deflected and bounced away.
Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow slightly. What he needed to do now was very simple, which was…
Step forward.
The six laser cannons rhythmically fired 'short' bursts of red light.
Figures fell one after another, the iron sheet barriers inside the warehouse offering no protection whatsoever.
The laser cannons also possessed excellent characteristics of high precision and no collateral damage.
By the time Wang Jixuan reached the warehouse door, dozens of armed gangsters had fallen, each with a thumb-sized blood hole in their forehead, their deaths highly uniform.
Wang Jixuan heard an electronic voice report: “Cooling system load 15%.”
He glanced back at the warehouse.
Most of the captured humans had already squatted down, heads in their hands, many clearly terrified.
“The power of technology.”
Wang Daoshi curled his lips and pulled open the thick door in front of him.
Two rocket-propelled grenades flew towards him with fiery tails!
Wang Jixuan, of course, had noticed them long ago. The door, barely opened, was instantly slammed shut again. Two palms bloomed with plasma shields, and he crouched low.
Boom!
The alloy door was blasted out of shape.
The group of gangsters outside shouted and yelled, quickly organizing a network of firepower. Several pickup trucks were parked in front of the warehouse, and twenty or thirty people had set up various firearms.
Wang Jixuan curled his lips slightly, reached behind his waist, grabbed two sword hilts attached with cables, and gently shook them. The hilts emitted a humming sound.
Scientific name: Magnetic Field Constrained High-Temperature Plasma Beam Cutting Blade.
Abbreviation: Light Blade.
‘I can't use talismans and magic tools, or I'll expose my identity. I'm a member of the task force now, the military's humanoid weapon.’
Wang Jixuan opened the alloy door with his left hand, crouched low, and charged straight out!
Intense gunfire erupted!
Wang Jixuan could almost see the lines of fire converging on him!
Lateral movement, rolling!
In the bewildered gazes of the gangsters, this seemingly clumsy silver-white 'mecha' quickly and nimbly dodged, instantly bursting out with amazing speed to evade most of the shots, while its six laser cannons were already firing!
Red light burst out at high frequency!
The firearms stopped abruptly, one after another.
Wang Jixuan leaped forward, the light blade in his hand creating a scarlet curtain of light, severing a thick alloy shield and the arms of the two gangsters hiding behind it.
The cut of the alloy shield flickered with embers.
Wang Jixuan fired his shoulder laser cannons simultaneously. The two men didn't even have time to scream before they fell dead.
‘Tsk, so easy.’
Wang Jixuan's gaze remained calm. He glanced at the cooling system load value, which was constantly rising, thought for a moment, and honestly picked up two submachine guns and collected some magazines.
For dealing with ordinary gangsters, bullets were enough. Using laser cannons and light blades was a bit of a waste.
A group of conspicuous 'red targets' appeared at the entrance to the passage ahead.
The Black Instructor's voice sounded:
“Get to the sanatorium as quickly as possible. Don't get entangled with these low-value targets.”
“Understood.”
Wang Daoshi struck a running pose.
He silently recited the Body Lightening Mantra and the Swift Travel Mantra, pouring energy into his whole body, his eyes flashing with blue light.
Behind the armor, from the buttocks, legs, and feet, tail flames spurted out simultaneously!
Whoosh!
His legs swung rapidly, sprinting forward, a shockwave bursting out around him as he broke the sound barrier. Before he could even fire a single shot from the guns in his hands, he crashed into the crowd, sending people flying and scattering, heading straight for the connecting passage on the fifth and sixth floors!
Outside Fortress 82, in the supply vehicle.
The Black Instructor frowned as he looked at the projection screen in front of him.
“Eh? What the hell? How did he get that acceleration data? It defies the laws of physics! The ratio of his thrust to weight is off! What's going on? Is there alien technology involved here too?”
Old Hei was a little confused.
It seemed like he had a handle on things, but not completely.
On the three-dimensional map in front of the Black Instructor, Wang Jixuan was like a bolt of lightning, smashing into the fifth floor, heading straight for that sanatorium!
……
“Hoo!”
Awesome!
Wang Jixuan stopped running, looking at the 'military sanatorium' with its pleasant scenery in front of him.
In front of the gatehouse, more than a dozen soldiers tensed up, all their firearms placed at their feet, magazines, bullets, and gun bodies separated from each other.
Having received notification from headquarters about this silver-white 'humanoid weapon', the soldiers simultaneously raised their hands in salute.
“Sir! Our unit has disarmed! Awaiting your orders!”
Wang Jixuan said simply: “Lie down, heads in your hands, and tell the people behind you to do the same.”
“Yes, sir!”
A group of people efficiently lay down with their heads in their hands.
Not just the gatehouse, but as Wang Jixuan walked towards the small building where the local commander was located, the patrol teams he encountered along the way also remained stationary.
Upon seeing this 'humanoid weapon', they immediately saluted and quickly lay down with their heads in their hands.
Clearly, it wasn't the rank-and-file soldiers who were corrupt in Fortress 82.
Arriving near the small building, Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense had already locked onto four psionics. He deliberately pretended not to notice them and walked straight ahead.
Two burly men suddenly darted out of a grove of trees, each wielding a huge metal rod, smashing it down on Wang Jixuan.
Their tactical thinking was correct.
Against this type of armor that ordinary firearms couldn't penetrate, striking with blunt weapons, impacting the soldier inside, could actually achieve a very good effect.
Wang Jixuan's forward movement didn't change in the slightest, as if he hadn't reacted.
These two D/E-level psionic brutes had already revealed sinister smiles in the first half-second of their charge.
But the smiles quickly froze.
No matter, two beams of red laser had already bloomed!
The E-level cannon fodder was directly pierced through the forehead.
The D-level psionic barely managed to block the laser shot with the metal rod in his hand, holding it in front of his forehead!
Wang Jixuan simply raised his left hand and held it flat. This burly man seemed to pounce forward, offering his neck to the front of Wang Jixuan's armored hand.
Wang Jixuan clenched the burly man's neck and slammed him hard into the ground!
The psionic's sturdy body shattered the stone bricks on the ground. His face flushed red, he waved his hands, trying to counterattack, but was completely unable to shake Wang Jixuan's left arm, which was wrapped in X Armor.
Wang Jixuan slightly exerted force with his left hand, and the grip strength amplification system automatically activated.
In the crisp sound of bones cracking, the neck of the psionic brute collapsed, and he immediately fell silent.
The patrol soldiers who saw this scene not far away silently buried their heads even lower.
Wang Jixuan stood up and continued walking towards the small building.
The entrance door of the small building opened, and three figures appeared behind it.
The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ is ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ book ⊥ bar ⊥ first ⊥ hair!
Sitting in a wheelchair, resembling an elderly dementia patient, was the garrison commander of Fortress 82;
Two women stood behind the wheelchair. The slightly younger woman pointed a pistol at the commander's head, while the middle-aged woman raised her hands, staring intently at Wang Jixuan.
This D-level telekinetic psionic released a mental shock.
Wang Jixuan didn't even use any incantations.
This mental shock was like a splash of water from a river ditch, while the soul force armor that Wang Jixuan condensed outside his soul was like a cliff standing tall on the seaside.
Shui!
A beam of laser pierced through the middle-aged woman's forehead, and her body fell straight backward.
The younger psionic immediately shouted: “Don't come over! Don't come over! I'll kill your commander!”
Wang Jixuan wasn't in a hurry to act.
At this time, he needed to keep more evidence of the psionics' crimes. — He thought to himself.
“He's already your puppet, isn't he?”
Wang Zheng's voice, processed by electronic synthesis, entered the girl's ears:
“Why do you think I'm here to rescue the commander of Fortress 82?”
“He's your senior officer!”
The girl kept shouting, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice trembling:
"Please don't kill me, they all forced me to do it. If, if this old bastard hadn't fallen for the trap, knowing I was a psychic and still wanting to sleep with me, I wouldn't have been able to succeed. It's his fault, all because he couldn't control his desires."
"I'm just following orders! You know I can't refuse orders from superiors, or I'll be tortured."
"Being able to survive the psychic experiments, doesn't that mean I've been chosen by fate?"
"Don't come over here! Don't come any closer!"
She suddenly screamed.
Wang Jixuan fired the laser cannon on his left shoulder, and a hole appeared between the girl's eyebrows. The pistol fell onto the body of the already senile old commander.
Daoist Wang knocked on his demon-style helmet.
"Black Instructor, is this information enough?"
The Black Instructor's hoarse voice was somewhat low: "Yes, it's enough."
"What should we do with this old general?"
"I said, you do it..."
Following the Black Instructor's instructions, Wang Jixuan walked behind the old commander, placed the pistol in the old commander's hand, raised his arm, and pointed the muzzle at the old commander's temple.
The Black Instructor said: "He was a former subordinate of the Commander-in-Chief. Give him a dignified end, and we will take care of his descendants."
This is called dignified?
Daoist Wang gently helped the old commander pull the trigger.
Bang!
...
Binaka Nagi, the head of the Biology Department of Fortress 82, Kong Nu's old lover, the de facto controller of Fortress 82 for a period of time, and a senior researcher at the Thirteenth Biological Research Institute, stood in front of several large screens, constantly lighting up cigarettes.
"Director! A military task force suddenly appeared on the sixth floor, showing up near our Warehouse Number One!"
"Head! The fifth-floor sanatorium has been breached! The pulse signals of Meijia and the other three have disappeared! The commander's pulse signal has also disappeared!"
"The task force has rushed into the fourth floor! The warriors inside the fortress are not putting up any resistance!"
"That mech is coming towards us!"
The psychics anxiously gathered to one side.
Binaka Nagi kept thinking. Not having rested well and not having had time to put on makeup, she was showing a terrible state.
— Puffy face, sagging skin, seemingly calm eyes, and slightly trembling hands.
Binaka Nagi actually knew that the military might attack them because of the missiles fired near the battlefield near Fortress 76 earlier.
Those missiles couldn't change the situation there, but at that time, orders came here from a few idiots at the Thirteenth Institute headquarters. Those idiots panicked because the Judgment Squad was ambushed and desperately wanted to rescue the valuable A-level psychics.
But Binaka Nagi had no ability to refuse this kind of order.
She had previously used [actually controlling Fortress 82] as her stepping stone to enter Psychic City. Because of this, she had gained the approval and promises of several professors, only waiting for the process to be completed...
This damn process has been going on for years and still hasn't been completed! They just want her to provide more material!
"Head! You, say something!"
"What do we do now?"
Binaka Nagi put out the cigarette and looked up to the side: "Bring the Governor here!"
"We just tried, and there are a large number of warriors forming a defense line from the first to the third floors. They keep shouting, and they will attack any psychics they see. Their firepower is very strong!"
"If we let a few C-levels rush over together, we can naturally capture the Governor, but the Governor is likely to be killed in the battle."
"Head, it's best for us to transfer directly to the first floor now, using the Governor and other department heads as hostages to leave the fortress!"
"The order issued by the war zone commander is to put all ground troops on alert... but now, perhaps this is our only way, Director!"
"That mech should already be clearing the fourth floor!"
"Everyone listen up!"
Binaka Nagi glanced at the image coming from the screen, her eyes full of determination.
The internal network of the fortress had been controlled by the electronic warfare aircraft in the sky, and they couldn't capture the specific location of the 'task force'.
All they could see at this moment was the aftermath of the battle 'struggling' to be transmitted from below.
Warehouses and warehouse doors flowing with blood;
Metal shields that had been cut off;
Gang thugs who had been smashed into full-body fractures;
Basic-level soldiers of the fortress garrison lying on the ground without any resistance...
"Take your weapons and equipment, and go to the first floor!"
"Yes!"
A group of psychics shouted loudly, using superficial ferocity to conceal the unease in their hearts.
In the ventilation duct above their heads.
The silver-white X armor maintained its optical stealth.
Daoist Wang silently took out a large bag of 'borrowed' high-explosive grenades.
He didn't quite understand.
Why did these psychics assume that he, the captain and sole member of this military task force, had to clear the roadblocks they set up layer by layer in the order of six, five, four, and three?
Couldn't he take a shortcut straight to their lair?
If you can sneak attack, why attack head-on?
Isn't the most awesome part of this armor the optical stealth system?
Wang Jixuan held his breath, triggered a high-explosive, stuffed it into the package, and threw this simple explosive package towards the crowd below, a wisp of aura wrapped around it, letting the grenade package float to the area with the most psychics.
Several psychics subconsciously looked up.
Wang Jixuan controlled the armor to cover his helmet and curled his body into a ball, preparing to meet the explosive impact!
