Please take the speeding vehicle ahead for temporary inspection, or I will shoot!
Russell repeated the broadcast of the beat several times. After the five hundred meters of pursuit, the vehicle driven by the T-800 suddenly stopped.
It can be seen from the degree of sudden brake that the T-800 is not parked for inspection, but the engine is damaged by the T-1000, so I had to stop and change the vehicle.
The T-1000 that climbed onto the hood was driven by inertia, flew more than ten meters away, landed and rolled for several times before stopping.
Get off the car and we took the police car behind.
The T-800 made a cold sound, pushed open the driver's seat door and strode towards the police car where Russell was.
Wait, you can't hurt that police officer, he is performing official duties.
The young John ran out of the car quickly. Although he was a bad boy, his nature was still pure.
This is normal. The villain cannot be a savior...it should!
Click!
Russell closed the alarm, pushed open the car door and walked down, raised his hand to put Terminator sunglasses on his face, and lit a cigarette for himself.
On both sides of his police uniform shirt are the M9 and Glock 19's back holsters, and a 556mm caliber M4A1 rifle on his shoulders, with a front tactical guide rail and tactical flashlight, which is very cool.
At this time, the police car radio speaker released explosive rock music and manually impersonated the invincible BGM.
He wore sunglasses at night and played music stupidly. Has this police officer just escaped from a mental hospital?
Connor and his son were stunned. The T-800 had no feelings. They strode to Russell and said coldly: I want your rifle, car... and sunglasses!
Old guy, you should say 'please', but even if you say that, I won't agree.
Russell said, taking out the cigarette from his mouth, gently flicking off the ash, and then taking a slight breath and spitting the smoke on T-800's face.
Although the governor is tall and strong under the camera, in fact, when he stands side by side with Russell, his height values are almost the same.
Neither of them is 1.9 meters tall!
I don't want to say it again.
The T-800 people didn't say much, raised their hand to hold the M4A1, trying to snatch it from Russell.
He failed for two seconds, his mechanical head was unclear, so the electronic eye scanned Russell again, and the red observation interface was all question marks.
Then, a series of words like "unknown" and "dangerous" flashed.
The T-800 quickly entered the combat state, pulled out the sand eagle from his waist, pressed against Russell's forehead, and pulled the trigger continuously.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang
On the side, John saw T-800 killing police officers and was so scared that he opened his mouth and forgot to scream. He always thought T-800 was a good robot.
His mother, Sarah Conner, looked frightened and recalled the fear of being dominated by the T-800. The amazingly willed strong woman quickly came to her senses, but she did not fulfill her duties as a mother, such as covering her son's eyes.
Sarah Connor did it on purpose, and she hoped that her son would recognize the nature of a robot, gain a sense of crisis as soon as possible, and work hard to mature.
I have to say that although she loves her son very much, she is undoubtedly a failed mother and completely forgets that John is only 10 years old this year.
Click!Click!despair
Deformed bullets fell to the ground. Russell pushed open the sand eagle in front of his forehead, looked at the T-800 with his dead fish eyes, and inserted a cigarette into his cheek and put it out.
Before I beat you, tell me why I have to hit me in the head?I don't understand very much, it seems that everyone likes to do this.
The T-800 was fearless and grabbed Russell's collar with both hands, trying to lift it up and fly.
Russell took the first step, grabbed the T-800's wrist, and amid the metal deformation of grinding teeth, he beat his left hand until it bent, and then kicked him in the chest.
The T-800's heavy body was as if it was hit by a train. It flew backwards with a bang. After landing, it plowed out a gully on the lawn on the side of the road and hit a big tree.
Sarah Connor: ┌(.Д.)┐
John Connor: ╭(⊙⊙)╮
Russell: (⌐■■)
He walked towards the T-1000, and passed by the stunned Connor and his son, stopped and warned: Madam, take care of your son's stepfather, and next time, I will tear him into a pile of scrap iron.
Who are you?
Sarah Connor was too shocked and sweared.
As you can see, NYPD!
……
Sarah Connor: I just live in a mental hospital, which doesn’t mean I am really mentally ill. If the New York police have the combat power of you, what’s the matter with robots!
Stand in place and don’t move. I will end the T-1000 over there. If you have something to discuss with you mother and son, about... Skynet!
Russell pushed the sunglasses on his nose, and ignored Sarah Conner's shocked expression and walked towards the T-1000.
Opposite, T-1000 detected Russell and T-800's actions, stayed cautiously, scanned Russell's face and body outline, and compared it with the database analysis, but found nothing.
His arms changed, the metal liquid softened and then condensed, forming two sharp blades.
Boy, this is NYPD. I don’t care if you are a future human, robot, or not human. When you come to this time and space, you should abide by the laws of this time and space.
Russell pulled the bolt of the M4A1 and raised the gun to point it at the T-1000: You attacked the police, pretended to be a police officer, killed people with a gun, robbed, violated traffic laws, destroyed public property, and resisted arrest fifteen seconds later, all of which seriously threatened social security and the lives and property of citizens. Put down the weapons in your hand, stand upside down, or I will shoot.
……
T-1000 turned his head slightly, and he could tell at a glance that he didn't understand a single word.
OK, the warning ends.
clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter
Russell turned on the three-shot mode, and the strong light flashlight hit the T-1000, pulled the trigger and penetrated its alloy body with bullets.
Tsk, it's okay to attack David, but he still waved across the market with his face...
Russell shot and said unhappy: It's so naive, I can do anything Jason, let alone David's face!
The T-1000 was shot and was shot by bullets with extremely penetrating power. The CPU analyzed that the damage created by Russell was within the bearable range and quickly entered the attack mode.
clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter
After 35 rounds of bullets were shot, Russell threw the M4A1 at his feet. At the moment when the T-1000 approached, he pulled out the M9 and a bullet penetrated his head.
The T-1000 model liquid metal robot has a variety of CPUs, and every drop of liquid metal is its CPU. These CPUs can work in dispersed ways, combine themselves and cooperate with each other.
In other words, each part of his mimicry alloy is given intelligence. Because of memory, it can recover itself after being destroyed. It can also perform solid-liquid conversion to simulate the surrounding environment, or transform the body into a solid weapon.
But because of the model, he cannot act in a split state and must form a whole in a certain order to achieve the best performance.
If you are injured, it will affect your overall reaction and actions to varying degrees, such as being stiff when you are shot and temporarily losing your ability to move after being shot.
A robot with excellent performance, as an assassin or killer, the T-1000 is perfect.
However, limited by its own metallicity, its weaknesses are also very obvious. Extremely low or extremely high temperatures will limit, damage, or directly destroy his functions.
Russell shot a few shots and pretended to be similar... Bah, the test was almost the same. The skill of "Left of the God's Cat" was attached to the M9, sacred its appearance, turning into a white hunting rifle, and pulling the trigger on the T-1000's head.
boom!!
The white sacred bullet bombarded and exploded the T-1000's head. The scorched white flame burned down along its head, spreading wildly at an extremely fast speed.
squeak, squeak, squeak
The sound of the abnormal noise of the ears scratching the glass sounded, and the T-1000 activated the emergency self-seeking function, cut off the body by itself, splitting the upper body burned by the high-temperature flame.
Russell's eyes were locked in the wandering silver-white liquid. When he raised his gun and wanted to shoot again, his eyes stopped on the M9 of the Holy Light. His eyes lit up and he had a bad idea.
Swish!
The sound of tires rubbing against the ground came, and Russell turned around in a daze. In his sight, T-800 drove away with Connor and his son.
What are you running? I'm not a bad person!
Russell was speechless. From his appearance to now, he has devoted all his efforts to interpret the perfect image of a sin nemesis. It can be said that he has played the role of his true nature. Why don’t you believe him?
Run, where can you run?There is a positioning on the car, and you can't escape my Wuzhishan even if you measure it.
Russell curled up a disdainful sneer, first dealt with the T-1000, and then went to solve the inappropriate family of three.
In front of him, the free liquid metal was recombined, and most of the T-1000 body was missing, and it was forced to change into the image of David in the dwarf version.
Although his face is still cold, the robot killer from the future is less than 1.2 meters tall, which makes people unable to be serious no matter how hard they look at it.
T-1000 poses in a fighting position, his eyes flew past Russell, staring at the police car that was leaving. The next second, his eyes went black and his magnified fist hit the cheek.
His face was deformed, his body flipped 7,200 degrees, and he fell to the ground with a zero point position.
Russell reached out and waved his hand, took out the Death Knit Armor from his portable space, and covered the enchantment with the "Left of the God's Seal".
The Death Knives armor, which has self-awareness, opened his eyes, and his face armor had blue lights, waiting for Russell's orders.
Keep this pile of liquid inside you, invade its system, and turn it into your own person.
After Russell finished speaking, he picked up the M4A1 and rushed towards the direction where the police car left. His figure merged into the darkness and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Death Knit Armor nodded, strode forward, grabbed the T-1000 that was recovering rapidly with both hands, opened the front armor and stuffed it into the body.
Swallowed the T-1000, the Death Knives armor scanned the surroundings, cut out a piece of metal block hiding in the cracks, and threw it in.
At this time, a half-liquid silver-white arm poked out from the face armor, and the T-1000's desire to survive was extremely strong. As a result, the electric arc inside the Death Knit Armor flashed, and the arm was silent and softened and retreated.
On the other side, the police car was driving fast on the road, and the T-800 drove with one hand without expression.
Suddenly, he stopped suddenly, and saw Russell holding a cigarette in front of him, wearing sunglasses and carrying an M4A1 on his shoulders, sitting on the curbs looking at the sky.
There are already two cigarette butts on the ground.
The T-800 did not stop and turned the front of the car to escape in the other direction. Then, he saw Russell sitting on the curb.
There are still two cigarette butts on the ground!
Russell repeated the broadcast of the beat several times. After the five hundred meters of pursuit, the vehicle driven by the T-800 suddenly stopped.
It can be seen from the degree of sudden brake that the T-800 is not parked for inspection, but the engine is damaged by the T-1000, so I had to stop and change the vehicle.
The T-1000 that climbed onto the hood was driven by inertia, flew more than ten meters away, landed and rolled for several times before stopping.
Get off the car and we took the police car behind.
The T-800 made a cold sound, pushed open the driver's seat door and strode towards the police car where Russell was.
Wait, you can't hurt that police officer, he is performing official duties.
The young John ran out of the car quickly. Although he was a bad boy, his nature was still pure.
This is normal. The villain cannot be a savior...it should!
Click!
Russell closed the alarm, pushed open the car door and walked down, raised his hand to put Terminator sunglasses on his face, and lit a cigarette for himself.
On both sides of his police uniform shirt are the M9 and Glock 19's back holsters, and a 556mm caliber M4A1 rifle on his shoulders, with a front tactical guide rail and tactical flashlight, which is very cool.
At this time, the police car radio speaker released explosive rock music and manually impersonated the invincible BGM.
He wore sunglasses at night and played music stupidly. Has this police officer just escaped from a mental hospital?
Connor and his son were stunned. The T-800 had no feelings. They strode to Russell and said coldly: I want your rifle, car... and sunglasses!
Old guy, you should say 'please', but even if you say that, I won't agree.
Russell said, taking out the cigarette from his mouth, gently flicking off the ash, and then taking a slight breath and spitting the smoke on T-800's face.
Although the governor is tall and strong under the camera, in fact, when he stands side by side with Russell, his height values are almost the same.
Neither of them is 1.9 meters tall!
I don't want to say it again.
The T-800 people didn't say much, raised their hand to hold the M4A1, trying to snatch it from Russell.
He failed for two seconds, his mechanical head was unclear, so the electronic eye scanned Russell again, and the red observation interface was all question marks.
Then, a series of words like "unknown" and "dangerous" flashed.
The T-800 quickly entered the combat state, pulled out the sand eagle from his waist, pressed against Russell's forehead, and pulled the trigger continuously.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang
On the side, John saw T-800 killing police officers and was so scared that he opened his mouth and forgot to scream. He always thought T-800 was a good robot.
His mother, Sarah Conner, looked frightened and recalled the fear of being dominated by the T-800. The amazingly willed strong woman quickly came to her senses, but she did not fulfill her duties as a mother, such as covering her son's eyes.
Sarah Connor did it on purpose, and she hoped that her son would recognize the nature of a robot, gain a sense of crisis as soon as possible, and work hard to mature.
I have to say that although she loves her son very much, she is undoubtedly a failed mother and completely forgets that John is only 10 years old this year.
Click!Click!despair
Deformed bullets fell to the ground. Russell pushed open the sand eagle in front of his forehead, looked at the T-800 with his dead fish eyes, and inserted a cigarette into his cheek and put it out.
Before I beat you, tell me why I have to hit me in the head?I don't understand very much, it seems that everyone likes to do this.
The T-800 was fearless and grabbed Russell's collar with both hands, trying to lift it up and fly.
Russell took the first step, grabbed the T-800's wrist, and amid the metal deformation of grinding teeth, he beat his left hand until it bent, and then kicked him in the chest.
The T-800's heavy body was as if it was hit by a train. It flew backwards with a bang. After landing, it plowed out a gully on the lawn on the side of the road and hit a big tree.
Sarah Connor: ┌(.Д.)┐
John Connor: ╭(⊙⊙)╮
Russell: (⌐■■)
He walked towards the T-1000, and passed by the stunned Connor and his son, stopped and warned: Madam, take care of your son's stepfather, and next time, I will tear him into a pile of scrap iron.
Who are you?
Sarah Connor was too shocked and sweared.
As you can see, NYPD!
……
Sarah Connor: I just live in a mental hospital, which doesn’t mean I am really mentally ill. If the New York police have the combat power of you, what’s the matter with robots!
Stand in place and don’t move. I will end the T-1000 over there. If you have something to discuss with you mother and son, about... Skynet!
Russell pushed the sunglasses on his nose, and ignored Sarah Conner's shocked expression and walked towards the T-1000.
Opposite, T-1000 detected Russell and T-800's actions, stayed cautiously, scanned Russell's face and body outline, and compared it with the database analysis, but found nothing.
His arms changed, the metal liquid softened and then condensed, forming two sharp blades.
Boy, this is NYPD. I don’t care if you are a future human, robot, or not human. When you come to this time and space, you should abide by the laws of this time and space.
Russell pulled the bolt of the M4A1 and raised the gun to point it at the T-1000: You attacked the police, pretended to be a police officer, killed people with a gun, robbed, violated traffic laws, destroyed public property, and resisted arrest fifteen seconds later, all of which seriously threatened social security and the lives and property of citizens. Put down the weapons in your hand, stand upside down, or I will shoot.
……
T-1000 turned his head slightly, and he could tell at a glance that he didn't understand a single word.
OK, the warning ends.
clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter
Russell turned on the three-shot mode, and the strong light flashlight hit the T-1000, pulled the trigger and penetrated its alloy body with bullets.
Tsk, it's okay to attack David, but he still waved across the market with his face...
Russell shot and said unhappy: It's so naive, I can do anything Jason, let alone David's face!
The T-1000 was shot and was shot by bullets with extremely penetrating power. The CPU analyzed that the damage created by Russell was within the bearable range and quickly entered the attack mode.
clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter
After 35 rounds of bullets were shot, Russell threw the M4A1 at his feet. At the moment when the T-1000 approached, he pulled out the M9 and a bullet penetrated his head.
The T-1000 model liquid metal robot has a variety of CPUs, and every drop of liquid metal is its CPU. These CPUs can work in dispersed ways, combine themselves and cooperate with each other.
In other words, each part of his mimicry alloy is given intelligence. Because of memory, it can recover itself after being destroyed. It can also perform solid-liquid conversion to simulate the surrounding environment, or transform the body into a solid weapon.
But because of the model, he cannot act in a split state and must form a whole in a certain order to achieve the best performance.
If you are injured, it will affect your overall reaction and actions to varying degrees, such as being stiff when you are shot and temporarily losing your ability to move after being shot.
A robot with excellent performance, as an assassin or killer, the T-1000 is perfect.
However, limited by its own metallicity, its weaknesses are also very obvious. Extremely low or extremely high temperatures will limit, damage, or directly destroy his functions.
Russell shot a few shots and pretended to be similar... Bah, the test was almost the same. The skill of "Left of the God's Cat" was attached to the M9, sacred its appearance, turning into a white hunting rifle, and pulling the trigger on the T-1000's head.
boom!!
The white sacred bullet bombarded and exploded the T-1000's head. The scorched white flame burned down along its head, spreading wildly at an extremely fast speed.
squeak, squeak, squeak
The sound of the abnormal noise of the ears scratching the glass sounded, and the T-1000 activated the emergency self-seeking function, cut off the body by itself, splitting the upper body burned by the high-temperature flame.
Russell's eyes were locked in the wandering silver-white liquid. When he raised his gun and wanted to shoot again, his eyes stopped on the M9 of the Holy Light. His eyes lit up and he had a bad idea.
Swish!
The sound of tires rubbing against the ground came, and Russell turned around in a daze. In his sight, T-800 drove away with Connor and his son.
What are you running? I'm not a bad person!
Russell was speechless. From his appearance to now, he has devoted all his efforts to interpret the perfect image of a sin nemesis. It can be said that he has played the role of his true nature. Why don’t you believe him?
Run, where can you run?There is a positioning on the car, and you can't escape my Wuzhishan even if you measure it.
Russell curled up a disdainful sneer, first dealt with the T-1000, and then went to solve the inappropriate family of three.
In front of him, the free liquid metal was recombined, and most of the T-1000 body was missing, and it was forced to change into the image of David in the dwarf version.
Although his face is still cold, the robot killer from the future is less than 1.2 meters tall, which makes people unable to be serious no matter how hard they look at it.
T-1000 poses in a fighting position, his eyes flew past Russell, staring at the police car that was leaving. The next second, his eyes went black and his magnified fist hit the cheek.
His face was deformed, his body flipped 7,200 degrees, and he fell to the ground with a zero point position.
Russell reached out and waved his hand, took out the Death Knit Armor from his portable space, and covered the enchantment with the "Left of the God's Seal".
The Death Knives armor, which has self-awareness, opened his eyes, and his face armor had blue lights, waiting for Russell's orders.
Keep this pile of liquid inside you, invade its system, and turn it into your own person.
After Russell finished speaking, he picked up the M4A1 and rushed towards the direction where the police car left. His figure merged into the darkness and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Death Knit Armor nodded, strode forward, grabbed the T-1000 that was recovering rapidly with both hands, opened the front armor and stuffed it into the body.
Swallowed the T-1000, the Death Knives armor scanned the surroundings, cut out a piece of metal block hiding in the cracks, and threw it in.
At this time, a half-liquid silver-white arm poked out from the face armor, and the T-1000's desire to survive was extremely strong. As a result, the electric arc inside the Death Knit Armor flashed, and the arm was silent and softened and retreated.
On the other side, the police car was driving fast on the road, and the T-800 drove with one hand without expression.
Suddenly, he stopped suddenly, and saw Russell holding a cigarette in front of him, wearing sunglasses and carrying an M4A1 on his shoulders, sitting on the curbs looking at the sky.
There are already two cigarette butts on the ground.
The T-800 did not stop and turned the front of the car to escape in the other direction. Then, he saw Russell sitting on the curb.
There are still two cigarette butts on the ground!
![[Incestuous Novels] My wife's two cousins - Harem, hunting for beauty, cool writing](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)