After setting up the operation of the battleship, I directly cut off the connection and ran out of the cruiser. When I came out, the deck of the ship was already at sea level. Generally speaking, water-tight cabins should not be so fast, but because I had set up a maximum speed for the hull control system to inject water, and I had already drilled several holes on the ship, the sinking speed of the entire ship increased a lot.

Since I had left the ship, the detector outside the warship found my trace, but no one in the operation room had controlled the computer to attack me. After all, when the warship completely sank, a huge vortex will form on the sea surface. If you cannot leave the hull for a certain distance before the warship completely sank, even if you can swim, you will inevitably be pulled into deep water by the vortex and cannot escape at all. So even if the ship has not really sunk, the people in the command room have left in advance. It’s not that they don’t want to rescue the warship, but they can’t rescue them at all. When I left, I had already destroyed the input interface of the computer. These people did not have my universal connector. When they repaired the interface, the ship would have already reached the bottom of the sea.[]

Looking at the rapidly sinking warship, I just glanced at it for a few more times and turned my target to another cruiser. However, before I could get up, I saw Jingjing landing on the ship first, so I had to put the target on a destroyer next to me. This was already the largest ship in the remaining ships in the fleet except for aircraft carriers. The other large warships were basically sunk. The remaining two cruisers Jingjing and Lingling each took one to destroy it, so I had to look for smaller size.

The destroyer started.

Although there is not a big gap between cruisers and destroyers in terms of size, the relationship between them is like the relationship between tanks and armored vehicles. Nowadays, crawler armored vehicles in many countries look almost no different from tanks in appearance, but there is a huge gap in their actual energy. Cruisers are similar to destroyers. In terms of tonnage, cruisers are generally not much larger than destroyers, and there is no obvious difference in size, but there is a huge gap in combat energy between the two.

Cruisers are basically heavy cavalry on the sea surface. They have super attack power and are protected by heavy armor, so they are almost not afraid of ordinary attacks. As for destroyers, they can be regarded as light cavalry at most.

In terms of attack power, it may be a little weaker than the heavy cavalry, but it is much faster, but the defense power is huge.

Before, I didn't want to destroy the cruiser directly because the thing was too strong and it was very difficult to sink it, so I had to start from the inside. But the destroyer in front of me didn't have so many problems.

Looking at the destroyer that was already in a semi-paralyzed state, I landed on its fore deck very simply. A group of soldiers rushed out of the pressure doors on both sides of the island and began to shoot at me, but I ignored them at all, and walked directly to the only protrusion on the fore deck, which was next to the remote-controlled turret.

When the Marines saw me completely ignore them, they bravely rushed out of the gate and started to stand open to shoot me. However, although the number of people who fired at the same time increased, the effect was still the same. Although the armor on my body did not look very thick, it was not as weak as I imagined. After all, this thing is power armor, and a large amount of alien technology from the Fourth Special Zone was used. The most important thing is that compared with the mass-produced power armor of the Americans, our set is a limited edition.

Although the American power armor is still very rare at present, it can be mass-made after all. Even if the cost is a little higher, it is only compared to conventional weapons.

But my armor is different. It is a set of advanced technology verification machines. All the equipment on it is the most cutting-edge technology, and many materials are made using laboratory methods at all costs. This determines that its quality is far from comparable to that of a mass production machine after saving costs.

Although the American soldiers fired many bullets, they were light weapons after all. The dense bullets hit me without any effect except for making a jingle sound and smashing many Mars. When the researchers at the base gave me the equipment, I told me that I could ignore weapons with a caliber of less than 30 mm, because even if they were pressed against me, they would not scratch the marks, let alone penetrate them.

While the Americans were shooting desperately, I was studying the cannon. After scanning the structure of the cannon with an electromagnetic force field, I walked directly to a morning board behind the turret, and then squatted down and punched the deck. With a creaking sound of metal twisting, my fist went straight through the deck and smashed it into the space below. While seeing this scene, the firepower of the American soldiers on the opposite side also stopped.

After firing for so long, even if the Huas are stupid, they can tell the situation from my reaction.

If those bullets really pose a threat to me, I can punch the deck with one punch. Then don't you just kill them? The only explanation for the reason why I didn't respond to their bullets is that I don't care at all. It's like a decoration worker is digging a hole in the wall, next to me, a group of small people

The child kept rubbing the napkin into a piece of paper to smash it, and the worker would not have any trouble hiding or hitting the children, because anyway, he would not cause any injuries, and he would not even hurt.

Since they knew that ordinary weapons were invalid, these people simply stopped shooting, and then some of them ran back into the ship, while others showed fearlessness and rushed over with guns.

The person running back is obviously not running away. The warship is just that big, where can you run?

Those people are just looking for bigger weapons. As for those who rushed over, these are definitely personal heroism. Of course, in reality, this behavior will most likely not bring them honor and beauty like the protagonists in the movie. In fact, they will not only not receive the protagonist-like welfare, but also have to lose something. For example...

"Ah" The first guy rushed over directly put his gun behind my head and started shooting. As a result, the bullet hit my helmet and bounced back, and instead punched his shoulders through. Because it was not hurting the vital points, the guy was rolling around there at this time.

Of course I know about this guy's situation, but I didn't care about him at all, and it didn't have any effect on me anyway. At this time, I was stretching my entire arm under the deck and mopping something, but shortly after the guy fell down, I finally got mopping, and then pulled up, and a wire was pulled out by me.

In the surprised gaze of the people rushing over from behind, I directly pulled the cable as thick as my wrist, and then pressed the broken hole to the back of my neck. The reason why I didn't pull out the universal interface was mainly because I was afraid of being hit by a bullet. Unlike the armor on my body, the universal interface was directly connected to my mechanical skull. The wires inside were even directly connected to my spinal nervous system. How could such an important thing be so important to the enemy's firepower? So I directly pressed the cable to the back of my neck so that I didn't have to pull the interface out.

Just as I connected the cable to the back of my neck, the turret beside me that had basically fallen suddenly beeped, and then it started to move in the surprised gazes of the Americans.

I saw that the turret was actually turning towards the barrel in front of the left to the rear, and that direction was the location of the island. Generally speaking, the turret could not actually turn at this angle, because there was a restriction command on the marine computer, that is, the maximum rotation angle of the turret could not aim at any position of the warship itself.

But this is just a restriction command on the computer, not that the turret itself cannot turn that angle. This turret can actually rotate 360 ​​degrees, and there is no direction limit in mechanical aspects. However, now, the computer with restriction command has been burned due to overload, and the cable that controls it is now connected to me, which means that the turret is equivalent to me being remotely controlled.

The turret turned around. Of course, only the Land Team saw such an amazing change. The commanders on the bridge also saw it. However, before they could make any adjustments, the barrel on the turret suddenly raised a little, and the muzzle pointed directly at the command tower. Then, two bangs of bang sounds connected together were completely covered by a ball of flames. A large amount of thick smoke rolled out from the various windows of the bridge with the flames. As for the personnel inside...

Anyway, I don't think anyone can survive this situation.

As the first shot started, the people who were stunned on the deck finally reacted. They rushed over one after another. Some shot at me and some tried to grab the wires, but they were blocked by a sudden unfolded light shield. Neither bullets nor human bodies could pass through the barrier. And while they were anxiously smashing the protective shield, the gun barrel of the turret was pressed down to a horizontal state, and then another bang sounded a big hole in the front of the island. Then, before the people around them could react, the turret fired again, as a large piece was blown off this time, but the flames caused by the explosion had not yet been extinguished, the turret rang out for the third time, and the ones hit the same position.

"Quick, stop him!" An officer who had just run out of the lower part of the hull shouted as he rushed here.

"But we can't touch him!" the group of people surrounding me shouted helplessly.

The officer immediately pointed to the turret and shouted, "If you can't touch him, just block the turret first, and you can't let it shoot again!"

Everyone then realized that one of them quickly stuffed his pistol into the gun. However, before he could take his hand away, the cannon fired again with a bang. The turret exploded without flying out of the gun this time. Not only did it blow up the entire barrel, but it also exploded the man who stuffed the pistol around him. Looking at his bloody appearance, he probably shouldn't expect to save the gods when they come.

"Really, can't you guys die quietly?" The remote control turret was finished, and I had nothing to control. I pulled out the cable behind my neck and threw it aside. I slowly stood up from the ground, and then turned off the protective cover.

A black man with a muscle-like big and rotten head among the group immediately rushed up and smashed his gun on my head, but there was a sound of mischief, which shocked him and his hands numb and even the gun fell to the ground.

Just as the guy looked at me in a daze, I suddenly reached out and pinched his neck. Then he immediately grabbed my wrist with both hands and tried to disguise my hand. The person next to him also pushed the gun against my head or neck and fired, trying to save the black man, but their efforts were ineffective. I still increased the strength of my hands, and then there was a cracking sound from the guy's neck, and then his hands naturally let go of my wrist and pounded it.

"Damn it, you monster!" A pretty well-fuelled blonde marine next to him immediately roared angrily and shot at me desperately, but the power of the rifle would not increase at all because of his anger. It was still a jump, and no bullet could shoot through my armor.

I threw away the black man's body, and I pinched the handsome blonde's neck and threw it backwards. Then the guy screamed and drew the parabola and flew into the air and finally fell into the sea water in front of the bow of the ship.

After throwing the man away, I continued to grab the few people next to me, either pinched their necks directly or threw them directly into the sea. Anyway, these people were as fragile as dolls in front of me.

No, the dolls have to work hard to tear them apart, but these guys disperse in front of me.

After pinching the last person beside me to death, before I could throw away the body, a group of people suddenly ran out of the side of the half-paralyzed ship island in front of me. These guys were obviously the ones who had just returned, because the weapons they replaced at this time were different from before. Some of these people were holding grenade launchers, some were holding six-barrel Gatling machine guns, and some even had a flamethrower on their backs. I don’t know where they came from.

The first person who fired was the man holding the grenade launcher. Looking at the corpses on the ground and the man I was holding, they immediately became violent, and then pulled the trigger at me continuously. The sound of bang bang was heard and there was endless explosions around me. However, this small-caliber grenade was even worse than that of a rifle. At least the power of the rifle was relatively concentrated, and the explosive power of this thing was not great, not to mention that it was a diffusion type, which had no effect on me at all.

After the man shot all the grenades in one breath, everyone saw me in the flames, but what surprised them was that I was not even blackened with armor, as if the explosion just now was not happening next to me.

Although they were shocked, the people were not dazed. The muscular man instantly activated the Gatling machine gun, and then he heard a dense roar, but the bullets were still useless except for splashing a large amount of Mars on me.

Just after the man shot for nearly ten seconds, I suddenly moved, but instead of retreating and dodging, I walked over to his firepower. The man took a step back unconsciously when he saw this situation, but the guy next to him with a flamethrower immediately activated the jet. A long fire dragon instantly swallowed me the whole thing, but what shocked those people was that I still walked over to them in the flames without rushing. Although I was completely wrapped in flames, I could still see a humanoid structure from outside, but this humanoid had no intention of struggling and still walked towards them with a steady pace.

Finally, when I approached them, the flames were pressed back, and even those people had to retreat desperately to avoid the high temperature generated by the flames. However, in the end, there was no way to retreat, and the pyroman could not resist the high temperature and had to extinguish the flames. However, just after he extinguished the flames, I walked up to him like a fireman, pinched his neck and lifted it up. The guy screamed in an instant.

The flamethrower actually sprays not flames but a mixed fuel, so it does not mean that the flamethrower will immediately extinguish the flames when it stops spraying. I was sprayed all the way before, and I was already covered with this high-attached fuel, and even if he ceased, it would not be extinguished immediately.

It was precisely because I was wearing a flame that the guy screamed when he was pinched by me, not because he couldn't breathe in his neck, but because he was burned.

The outer structure of my armor is similar to ceramics, and it has good heat and heat insulation, but he is just a flesh and blood body, so where can I keep the fire? So as soon as I met him, he immediately screamed. However, his scream didn't last long.

Killing the enemy just to win, it was a bit perverted to abuse them. So I didn't let this guy suffer for much time. After I mentioned him, I turned him over and punched through the fuel tank behind him. In an instant, a flame burst out and covered a large area around us. The guy was burned to death at the moment of explosion, and even his companions turned into a fireman.

After killing these people, I suddenly realized that I had made a mistake. To use the weapons on the ship, it doesn’t have to manipulate them for operation. Is it enough to detonate the ammunition depot?

Thinking of this, I directly scanned the hull with electromagnetic induction, and then directly found the ammunition depot. However, before I could do it, a new data connection point suddenly connected to my data link.

"Huh? Lucky, Bai Yin? Are you back? Have you killed all the enemies?"

Lucky and Baiyin went crazy because the Americans beat their son, and they wanted to kill all the people who beat them. Of course, I can understand their parents' mood, so I didn't even call them even when I came to attack the fleet.

When Lucky heard my question, he immediately replied: "We have all killed all the bastards.

I left Xiaobudian and Xiaobai on the shore. We came to see if there was anything we could help."

"Help? Too much. All the ships around are targets. They just need to sink them if they have time."
Chapter completed!