Cyber Heroes

You know the saying 'I'm back from hell'?

Faced with this problem, Cui Kui was somewhat confused.

Ah, if you really ask me who specifically said it, I really don't know...

——Gan.

This time it was Xiangshan's turn to be confused.

Ah, I'm sure that the Eighth Martial God never said this line. Jader pondered for a moment and gave the answer: The Eighth Martial God was exposed too early and died too early. She was directly killed by Ah Qi King Ni led his fleet to shoot and kill people beyond visual range, but he did not perform any deeds worth mentioning until his death.

Then, the Second God of War must have said it. In the first battle, he used these words to announce his return and declare war to the protectors.

Then, the Eleventh God of War...did you ever say this?

Cui Kui nodded: Yes, yes. It has been circulated on the Internet.

Xiangshan held his forehead.

He felt really tired.

It seems that another question has been solved.

The reason why the Demonic Research Knight said to him, Congratulations on your return from hell again, was found.

Gan.

real……

I don’t know what to say.

Xiangshan vaguely remembered the lines of what kind of work this was. He had no memory of that work, but he remembered that the words were very powerful.

perhaps……

The personality mask will make similar judgments.

Obviously, the other Martial Gods felt the same way.

This sentence was probably used so many times that it was integrated into Wuzu's Quotations during its circulation.

too……

Xiangshan really didn't know how to evaluate it.

——Avoid the use of this line.

he thought to himself.

The solo kill king patted him on the shoulder and said, Okay, brother, let's go.

Xiang Shan nodded and followed him into the Donkey.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the three vehicles set off again.

The young knights, together with Yuki and the little guy, crowded into the mule. The performance of this vehicle is slightly stronger than the original Donkey. If necessary, this vehicle would give them a slightly greater chance of escaping.

The single-kill king and Xiang Shan were preparing inside the donkey.

After about an hour of progress, the group stopped.

This is also to dissipate heat from the car body to avoid detection by satellites.

Xiangshan and the single-killer king went out to lay out EMP mines according to the pre-discussed method.

This place is far away from the inhabited area, so there are basically no ordinary people passing by, and there is no need to worry about accidental injuries.

In fact, Tiehua is not so easy to use when faced with the pursuit of a large army.

Unless Tiehua spreads in the center of the army, otherwise, the moment Tiehua appears, the army can rely on firepower to cover Tiehua's coverage area.

Especially in the wilderness.

An EMP mine can create a short-term shield in several areas and destroy the opponent's command system.

If during a life-and-death battle, EMP breaks out in the distance and disrupts the opponent's command system, the knight can often save his life.

Even if it is not detonated at a critical moment of life and death, under normal circumstances, this thing can greatly slow down the enemy's marching speed.

Young knights are also helping to make some simple traps.

However, every bit of electricity is precious now, so division of labor is not necessary. These young people will choose to sit quietly in the vehicle to save electricity.

Yuki also held the little guy and sat obediently in the corner.

The mines were buried far away from the mountain, so I came back late.

When he returned to the vehicle, the Solo Killer King was already waiting there, shaking his head and humming something.

Xiang Shan launched the vehicle.

The group continued walking in the intended direction.

Walking another ten kilometers northwest, they would turn northeast to avoid the warning of divine punishment.

Xiangshan glanced at Jadel curiously and said, Is my brother in a good mood? You still have the energy to hum songs now.

Hmm. Jader said, I found a broadcaster with pretty good taste.

Huh? Xiang Shan was stunned for a moment: What's wrong now that we're connected to the Internet?

Broadcast? Jardel was also stunned: Brother, haven't you heard it?

Broadcast...oh, broadcast...

Xiang Shan nodded.

Only then did he notice that the back of Jadel's head was leaning against the shooting port.

This is indeed what it takes to receive electromagnetic signals in a place surrounded by metal.

There was still the concept of broadcasting in his time. But by the early 2000s, traditional broadcasting was dying.

The broadcast that Xiangshan is familiar with is not so much a radio program as an online audio program, or simply audio.

But he really didn't expect that in this era, primitive broadcasting could actually be revived.

Of course, the broadcast technology of this era is also different from that of past eras.

Faced with an environment where patrons ruled, broadcasting also changed.

Today’s broadcasters all work independently.

Their broadcast antenna is completely contained within the prosthetic body, and they can disguise themselves as normal workers.

But in the dead of night, they reveal their claws.

Unlike in the past, today's broadcasters will not directly send signals in all directions - in that case, just by comparing the signal strength in different areas, you can quickly locate the broadcaster's location.

If broadcasters work like this, the possibility of being killed is really high.

They will shoot a beam of directional electromagnetic waves into the sky. This short- and medium-wave signal cannot penetrate the ionosphere and will be reflected by the ionosphere and then spread to the ground.

Of course, this is still not very safe. As long as the Asylum has enough receivers and the algorithm is accurate enough, the range of suspicion can still be determined within a relatively small area despite multiple parameter calculations.

After all, rebellion is never an easy task.

Broadcasters are another propaganda front opened up by chivalrous people.

Not everyone's internal strength is high enough to move freely in the network built by the patron.

Not every ordinary person has regular access to the Internet - in most cases, they are passively connected to the Internet without knowing it, and are controlled by the backdoor of their prosthetic eyes.

And broadcasters came into being. They are a type of knight - just like the distinction between swordsman and swordsman in martial arts novels in the past.

Broadcast is their weapon.

Most of their internal strength is not enough to run wild. Occasionally, there are those who are excellent in external strength, but most of them are only at the level of martial arts students.

But they have been passing on the fire from the past - the embers of culture.

Xiangshan whistled: Cool. How do you hear it?

Brother, you really don't have any understanding of what young people like. Jardel shook his head: Although this is something that was only established in the last seventy or eighty years.

In his mind, Xiangshan might be an older knight.

Xiang Shan nodded: Tell me, how to do it? What frequency? I want to hear it too. I'm quite curious.

Well, first of all, I need to download a plug-in online...

Huh? Xiang Shan was stunned.

This was the first time he heard that plug-ins were needed to listen to the radio.

Oh, I can't access the Internet now. It doesn't matter, I'll just send it to you directly. Jardel said: Don't think it's nonsense. Think about it, the electromagnetic signal is lost all the way by the atmosphere, and then reflects back to the ground when it reaches the ionosphere. How much more quality can there be?”

Xiang Shan nodded: That's true...

Installing a plug-in will ensure that the sound has been pre-processed, and at least the meaning can be clearly expressed. You should have hardware that can accept medium and long wave signals, right? No need to install additional plug-ins?

Xiang Shan nodded.

He quickly installed the plug-in shared by Jadel, and then found the corresponding channel under Jadel's guidance.

According to Jader, every broadcaster is a potential knight, so they generally live in no fixed place to avoid the search of asylum seekers.

And the broadcasting technology they use determines the limited scope of their broadcasting.

So what broadcasts you can hear in a place still depends on luck.

And these broadcasters are also waiting. If a senior expert listens to their broadcast and feels that they are a malleable talent, they will often find ways to contact them and give them a magnetic link.

In those magnetic chains, there may be inner strength leading to higher levels.

Xiangshan closed his eyes.

Among the rustling, he heard a low, hoarse voice singing.

Die Gedanken sind frei, [thoughts are free]

wer kann sie erraten，【No one can guess it】

sie fliehen vorbei【It slipped by quietly】

wie nchtliche Schatten.【Like a midnight shadow】

Kein Mensch kann sie wissen【No one can understand it】

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kein Jger erschieen【Even the hunter can't shoot it】

es bleibet dabei:【It’s always been like this:】

Die Gedanken sind frei! [Thoughts are free! 】

Ich denke was ich will【I think about what I want,】

und was mich beglücket【What makes me happy】

doch alles in der Still【'All this happens in silence】

und wie es sich schicket [just as they should be]

Mein Wunsch und Begehren【My wishes and desires】

kann niemand verwehren【No one can suppress it】

es bleibet dabei:【It’s always been like this:】

Die Gedanken sind frei! [Thoughts are free! 】

A prosthetic body climbed on a small mound. He looks like a worker. The entire prosthetic body is of standard industrial specifications. The torso is two meters long, two meters high, and two meters wide. His limbs are extremely thick.

No different than the sorters in the recycling town.

However, he also has an extra pair of prosthetic hands on his abdomen.

This prosthetic hand is also similar to the civilian hand that Xiangshan used a long time ago and that Grandma Yuki used. Similar model, same junk.

These hands hold a metal guitar. Guitar strings are made of copper wire.

The guitar itself doesn't actually sound that great. But the vibration of the metal wire will be converted into an electrical signal.

Together with his songs, these electrical signals will fly up to the ionosphere, where an invisible flower will bloom.

Just through the morning-flower-like transmitter on his back.

The broadcaster stood in the moonlight like a metal potted plant.

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