The camouflage and invisibility function of the biochip had been used up to its maximization, all the surrounding backgrounds had been blurred, leaving only one enlarged giant screen whose effect of 360-degree stereoscopic image was so real that it formed an indistinguishable illusion -- as if the interstellar pirates and the Royal Guard of Prince Cayley whom people tried but were unable to avoid have already been close at sight with their bloody smell!
Even at the era of NSC, outer space was still an extremely dangerous environment for human. Having their heads on their belts*, the smugglers would be ready for any fatal consequences for having their freights on the channels -- not to mention facing the interstellar war directly ... Although their opponents would never deem that random encounter as a "war".
*an idiom that means in a extremely dangerous time or situation that one could die at any time
But for ordinary people who had not experienced professional trainings and had no Eden system as a powerful support, the trauma of being deprived of the mental network in a vacuum was no less than being killed once, and it would bring constant extreme fear and anxiety -- therefore the Self-Defense Force members had a mutiny immediately after returning from the air. Mania and rage were the ways people try to control their fear, allowing even the timid mice to reveal their fangs.
Now, this air raid scene was like the flame that lit the fuse, suddenly detonating those repressed fear and anxiety. The fiercest people among the procession were precisely the most traumatized people, most of whom collapsed on the spot, and began to panic and to run aimlessly in vain of trying to find a place to hide. However, the crowded buildings in the alleys were only visually "invisible", the entities were still there which did not disappear. The people who were running soon hit the unseen walls. Those who lost their minds had been unable to tell what were on their way. They began to scream again and again so madly, like beasts, and they slammed into the invisible walls repeatedly.
The strong emotions were often like a plague in the crowd, which spread out quickly. The angry crowd panicked, some held their heads up blankly, some shivered and sat on the ground, others began to shout out someone else's name, running as they stumbled in the direction from their memory, leading to a bump on the invisible walls, and then desperately clang up the wall seams ...
One of them, with a hoarse voice, was even shouting out "Mom!".
The video on the stereo screen was recorded from a road monitor that captured the missile landing process during the bombing of the Beijing β planet. The monitor was located near a remote harbor in the southern hemisphere, and that mainland was sparsely populated. So, in fact, the vast majority of the residents in Beijing β planet were just like Penny, who had not witnessed the process of themselves being swallowed into hell. They just disappeared silently in the inexplicable rejuvenation. Death was quick and calm, like logging out from a not so interesting holographic game.
This palm-sized base was so lucky that they have got the chance to appreciate this terrible doomsday picture.
The missile in the video fell on the ground, creating the inflated white light whose speed was far beyond the speed of sound. The light silently rolled in and engulfed the entire base. At the same time, under the use of the chip, the looming machine armor at the back, the road under people's feet and the distant buildings ... all disappeared. The figures of the people around were elongated, whose flesh were as if made by sands. When the wind blew, they were just scattered and left only a dismayed skeleton.
The screams almost alarmed the energy tower.
"Aaaah! Aaaah!"
The video ended in the final white light. The multimedia screen went dark, with lotus blooming picture on the standby screen. And then, after the scourge by the high-energy particle guns, the high-power protective nets and the multimedia, the energy system whined a few times, officially announcing its overload. Except the core energy of the mech station, all other places were out of power.
The whole base was in silence, people lost control of their faces and bodies, some were kneeling, others were still standing, but none could escape this abyss of nightmares.
Even had the experience of using biochips, Bixing Lu had not tried to affect so many people at the same time. His brain hurt like needles were poking it. He leaned towards the wall weakly.
Saturday gazed at him shockingly: "What ... what the heck was that?"
"Holographic horror movie." Bixing Lu put his thumb and index finger into the shape of a gun, playfully touched the forehead of Saturday. After he wiped the cold sweat from his own head and drank the soup that was left in the bowl, he told Saturday, "Just kidding, it is not a movie. That was the last piece of recording from the attack in Beijing β planet. The guardians at the track close to Earth uploaded it when they asked for assistance from the Union. I downloaded it from the supply station you abandoned."
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