MTL - Real Apocalypse Game-Chapter 528 clone

"Truck? There seems to be one here. I remember that one of the heavy trucks scattered out at that time was nearby." Jingwei said, waving toward the street not far away.

Hearing the roar of the engine, a huge brand-new heavy truck slowly drove over, which was one of the several heavy trucks brought by the Salvation Army according to Shen Feng's request.

Shen Feng nodded and said:

"Very good, just let them come out to help."

While speaking, he had already controlled the nursing robot to walk to the truck and put his hand on the carriage.

The tentacles of consciousness were connected to the truck again through the communication system of the nursing robot, and the closed door of the compartment opened immediately.

A burst of cold air poured out from the car, making people feel refreshed in this hot desert climate.

Inside are two rows of iron shelves connected with various lines, five on the left and five on the right. On the iron shelves are training cabins made of glass fiber reinforced plastic, extending to the roof of the car.

In each of the training cabins, there is a sleeping person.

The nursing robot controlled by Shen Feng's conscious tentacles released a wake-up signal, clapped his hands and said angrily:

"Get up, the sun is on your butt, it's time to get up and work!"

Jingwei on the side took a pile of clothes found in the apartment next to him, threw it into the carriage, looked at the huge carriage in front of him and said:

"Tsk tsk, it's already salted, and it's almost time to use it, but these clones do not perform backup transmission of consciousness, and they are just puppets under your control after they come out. Reincarnated body for use?"

While speaking, all the lights in the vehicle-mounted cold storage have turned on, and the lights in the training cabins flickered, looking like huge pieces of jasper.

Afterwards, all the hatch covers of the cultivation cabins were opened at the same time, and then the figures inside woke up one after another, climbed out of the cultivation cabin, and stood on the edge of the cargo warehouse with the wet culture liquid on them, looking at the two machines outside. people.

Ten people, each of them looks like Shen Feng!

The eyes of all ten people are very bright, and the toned physique shows the power of genetic debugging technology.

The most important thing is that each of these ten Shen Feng has been injected with Pangu virus and has a silicon-based brain!

Originally, Shen Feng planned to use these clones as his backup just in case, so that he could be reborn from these bodies when there was a danger of destroying himself, but now he has temporarily unsealed these ten backup clones as a his own stand-in.

"The plan is not as fast as it is to change. It's not bad to use it as a stand-in now. Maybe you can catch the guy who is hiding behind the scenes." Ten clones said at the same time.

There was no information storage in their brains. At this time, the silicon-based brain was remotely controlled by Shen Feng's body, which was much more convenient.

In the abandoned house in Abu Kamal City, Shen Feng, who was closing his eyes and sinking his consciousness into the network, raised his mouth slightly, showing a satisfied smile.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that a cloned clone with a silicon-based brain is also a good choice.

He is now using these ten clones to see and feel at the same time, and the whole person is immersed in a very mysterious feeling.

It was as if his whole body had been expanded.

This feeling is different from the feeling after controlling the gray tide, and it is somewhat similar to the feeling of a symbiote.

It was as if he himself had become a symbiote composed of a dozen stand-ins.

"Speaking of which, if I make thousands of clones and control them at the same time, wouldn't I be invincible forever?" Ten Shen Feng said while looking at his hands.

The **** robot controlled by Jingwei rolled his eyes and said:

"Don't think about it, just the synchronous transmission of information is enough for you, and you are still the main body's control of the substitute, which is no different from the gray tide substitute, as long as the main body is destroyed, no matter how many substitutes you have. use."

"At the same time, you can't load a memory and consciousness backup for each substitute, otherwise, every substitute is you, and there is no main consciousness, so who listens to who? In the end, it is estimated that there is no need for the whisperer to do it, you and you The stand-ins began to kill each other, after all, for the individual, the meaning of their own existence is the first."

Saying that, she raised her hand and patted the head of the nursing robot next to her:

"Unless your subject consciousness can exist in all the substitutes at the same time, and is unique and irreplaceable, otherwise, don't think about it, stinky brother, first think about how to complete the task of this apocalyptic world."

The ten clones and the nursing robot tilted their heads at the same time, looking like they were unlovable, and then started to get busy at the same time.

The first was to search for explosives among the ruins of the town.

This is not difficult. After all, it is the Middle East. Even if most of the people are now addicted to the virtual reality world, and most of them have died, the various weapons accumulated in the past are still outrageous.

In just such a small town, there are four small arsenals, and the various explosives in it have reached the destructive power of 100 tons if converted into TNT.

The truck was quickly filled to the brim, and the nursing robot double and the **** robot controlled by Jingwei opened the cockpit door and sat in.

Then, with the welcome of ten clone avatars, the two mechanical avatars started the engine of the truck and drove towards Baghdad.

Controlling the nursing robot, Shen Feng was full of excitement at this time.

Although he has seen all kinds of big winds and waves, and he is one of the big winds and big waves, but things like self-destructing trucks have always belonged to the romance of the man in his heart since he used to play the old-fashioned real-time strategy game "Red Alert". .

It's still very cool to be able to romanticize in person today.

After the self-destruction truck driven by the mechanical double left, the ten clones left in the town looked at each other, found the street with the most dense purple vines in the town, cut strips of purple vines directly, sat cross-legged on the ground, and used these as The vine of superconductor stuffed into his mouth.

Their flesh and blood bodies are not very useful, but the silicon-based brain and silicon-based framework they have can serve as a support force for Shen Feng in the virtual reality world.

In the city of Baghdad, the faces of the Salvation Army soldiers who were about to run out of ammunition were gloomy, and their hearts sank as they watched the robotic enemy soldiers constantly being blown up to scrap metal and constantly replenished.

The electromagnetic pulse bombs they brought have long since been exhausted. The number of those robots is too many, and they are coming from all directions, and they are not afraid of death.

Many robots even drive vehicles, which is really weird.

Although under the command of the legion commander, the Salvation Army's top-level strategy could allow each shell to take away as many mechanical enemy soldiers as possible, and there have been no casualties until now, but the number of opponents is simply too much.

What is even more worrying is that the silver-purple gray tide surrounding the entire Baghdad city does not move, but it gives the impression that it will come at any time.

"Legion Commander, our shells have less than 0.5 bases~www.novelbuddy.com~ at most a few salvos will be completely exhausted, what should we do next?" Rogers asked with a frown.

Although they also found some ammunition in the city of Baghdad, they could not solve the urgent need at all.

The legion commander looked at the commander who was standing still. He didn't say what he wanted to retreat at this time, but his expression sank and said:

"All artillery positions retain the last shell, and prepare for street battles to meet the enemy!"

At this time, in the suburbs outside Baghdad, after a recent charge by the mechanical enemy soldiers was dispersed, they did not rush to attack, but began to gather together.

There are still robots coming into it in the distance, and a legion of tens of thousands of robots has been formed at this time.

Not to mention that the ammunition is about to run out now, even if it is not exhausted, facing a mechanical army of this size, the Salvation Army is likely to be wiped out after a **** battle.

The legion commander was in a serious mood and was about to ask the commander-in-chief for instructions.

At this moment, a huge heavy truck drove up from a distance, new and eye-catching, as if the car stereo was still playing a song loudly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The Legion Commander was taken aback.

Isn't this the truck they brought here?

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