Boom!
The barrel roared, and the glowing plasma group directly hit Ultron!
A total of 11 shots of plasma, exceeding 2000 degrees Celsius, effortlessly penetrated its shell. The high-temperature gas continuously dissolved its metallic body, raising a large amount of white smoke, completely engulfing Ultronâs form.
But it didnât fall.
"So powerful."
Ultron walked out from the white smoke, lavishly offering praise.
But the high-temperature plasma would continue to dissolve the metal for a while, and black smoke kept rising from its body, making it still hard to see its head.
Judging by the metal body protruding from the black smoke, the damage was far less than Lille had estimated.
The reason was...
A shield protruded from Ultronâs chest, a circular shield with a Union Jack!
"Thatâs my shield!" Captain Carter exclaimed, clutching her bleeding arm.
The paint on the surface of the circular shield dissolved under high temperatures, the pigment evaporated and liquefied, ultimately forming a chaotic, multicolored skull.
Snap.
The metal legs stood firm. Ultronâs remaining half head emerged from the black smoke, one hand catching its dripping metallic liquid.
"Yes, this is your shield. Thank you for delivering a 67-year-old package."
Lilleâs controlled robot stepped out from the cave simultaneously, with smoke rising exaggeratedly from its gun barrelâ
This made sense now. Ultron was created during a battle a few weeks ago when the Iron Soldiers had completely removed AI combat restrictions, leading to unforeseen changes.
Lille also knew about this process: In the Cyberpunk World, many AIs were indeed born in unregulated work environments.
No wonder they couldnât retrieve the shield; it was stolen by Ultron.
In this case, the Kermandgo that Tony Stark cried out about might have died at Ultronâs hands.
Ultron pointed to the surrounding Atlas soldiers: Frank had just crawled out of the rubble, one leg already openly fractured, the white bone piercing through the skin.
The conditions of the other teammates werenât much better.
The remaining 16 Iron Soldiers, under Ultronâs instruction, pointed their repulsion cannons at the still-struggling soldiers, making everyone hesitant to move.
Ultron was about to show off.
Lille quietly watched the robot.
As a dangerous critical entity, Ultron had an obvious personality flaw: When it believed the situation was under control, it liked to show off and talk.
But the shield was not all-powerful. It seemed Ultronâs small mind hadnât learned enough.
Just as well, Lille needed to cool down the gun barrel and await the secondary effects of the weapon, so he simply stayed at the cave entrance.
Ultron raised one arm, pointing at Lille:
"How interesting, you claim not to be a war monger, yet you have made all war preparations, enhanced prosthetics, military exoskeletons, atomic energy, and just like me...
Artificial Intelligence."
Ultron pointed for about two seconds, perhaps hoping the Little Octopus controlling the robot would greet it, but it didnât.
So it immediately retracted its arm, walked a few steps forward: "Okay, anyway, the biggest pacifist in Mei Country mastering and deploying large amounts of military technology already proved one thing..."
Ultron approached step by step, and two Iron Soldiers walked two steps forward, knelt on either side of the road, and opened all safety buckles.
It casually pulled out a few parts from the two Iron Soldiers, patching its plasma cannon wounds, and then plunged its hand into the Iron Soldiersâ fuel tanksâ
"Ah... High-energy concentrated oil, this stuff! This is awesome! I can make it more powerful!"
Lille found it a bit funny: Had Ultron fried its brain?
No matter how powerful fossil fuels were, with nuclear energy available, it still went for oil?
Could it be because Tony hadnât created a nuclear reactor that changed its preferences?
Ultron, like an addict, drained all the fuel from the two Iron Soldiers. This so-called "high-energy concentrated oil" underwent some kind of transformation inside its body, its chest glowing like a nuclear reactor!
It walked up to Lille, pointing the repulsion cannon at the robotâs head:
"With this batch of fuel, and driving you off this land... I can start my plan.
A plan to eliminate war."
Buzzâ
The repulsion cannon gathered energy, making a slight buzzing noise.
Lille stared intently at Ultronâs pipelines. On its metallic body, especially around the wounds from the plasma cannon, the metal had undergone subtle, almost imperceivable changes...
Ultronâs "wound" heated up again due to the repulsion cannonâs function, the radiation-tainted metal slightly hardening, drawing closer to the bodyâs coreâ
"Goodbye...!"
Sizzle!
Ultronâs head suddenly erupted with massive arcs of electricity!
This was the moment Lille had been waiting for: Radiation energy would accumulate in the electronic components, semiconductors would experience voltage shifts and current leaks!
Moreover, Ultronâs on-site modifications caused the radiation-tainted metal to release high-energy radioactive particles again, directly hitting the electronic components, generating a single-event effectâ
Combined, they produced an electric pulse within Ultron before it could react!
The gun barrel had cooled down, lifted again:
"You talk too much! Attack!"
"Damn...
Boom!
Ultronâs head was blasted to pieces, unexpectedly causing the entire Ultron network to lag!
In the moment Ultron was distracted, Captain Carter sprang into action, rushing straight for the shield!
Within a second, five plasma cannons hit the Iron Soldiers. Ultron snapped out of it, seeing Lille reaching a large hand toward him!
Clearly, Lille was going to invade it!
Honestly, as an AI, Lille couldnât overcome this AI in a one-on-one network confrontation, but Lille had AI too! And more experienced!
Perhaps the Little Octopus, limited by remote transmission, couldnât instantly defeat this AI, but it could certainly lock Ultron here via the network and invade its servers!
[Little Octopus: Boss, you guessed right, it is indeed the Sixth Fleet detachment of Somalia.]
[Little Octopus: Done, the stationed officers are probably dumbfounded.]
...
Near an unnamed port at the Somali port of Gellekayu, the Wakandan coast patrol saw something unbelievableâ
The stolen Mei Country warship!
On the ship, Prince TâChalla swallowed: Unexpectedly, the Mei Country people werenât fabricating the scenario of "losing a warship"; their warship was actually stolen by the Somalians!
The signal from Somalia to alert him came from here!
[TâChalla: Lille? You guessed right, the warship is indeed here...]
[Lille: Great, I remember that warship is in good condition. Iâll find you a user manual from the Defense Department.]
[TâChalla: Uh?]
[Lille: The Sixth Fleet stationed at Gellekayu has been taken over by me. Whatever you do, they wonât know.]
[Lille: Now, you have two choices. The first is to return the ship to the Mei Army, but they definitely wonât thank you and might slander you instead.]
[Lille: The second choice, form the African Union Navy First Fleet now, and declare that the Mei Army Sixth Fleet detachment violated Somali sovereigntyâ]
[Lille: Attack their ships, capture their officers, and send the parts and people back together.]
[TâChalla: Huh??]
TâChallaâs head buzzed with question marks, but Lille had more to say:
[Lille: By the way, and there is no transitional Somali Government anymore. Somali Government officials are all on the African Union warship.]
[TâChalla: Huh???]