is this what humans are capable of"Having witnessed that man standing firm amidst the hail of bullets, Kaiko and Geien gazed at him with pale faces, whispering in hushed tones.············Please sup...Crackling...
Flames roared upwards, and from afar, it looked as if Darren's upper body had already turned into a ball of fire.
The swirling flames distorted the air around them, causing those present, including Ziyuan and others, to feel a shiver of fear.
It took a full minute for Vince Moke Garge to slowly put down the flamethrower.
Even he didn't notice that a fine layer of cold sweat had already formed on his forehead at some point.
Smoke billowed, obscuring the view.
Glu glu...
Jiaji involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered to the flying squirrel beside him:
"Hey, won't that guy just be burned to death"
The flying squirrel rolled its eyes at him in annoyance.
Just then, a faint voice came from the center of the thick smoke.
"Well, the power is decent enough."
A sudden gust of wind dispersed the black smoke, and everyone stared in amazement. They saw Darren standing amidst a field of smoldering embers, peering down at himself with a worried expression.
His body was covered in a layer of black ash, with faint traces of charred burn marks visible.
But from his expression, it can be seen that the injury is not serious.
Well, it's not serious for him at least.
The flamethrower has been tested.
Darren patted the ashes off his skin and grinned at Vince Moke Garret:
"Next."
He turned his gaze to Kakeki and the others.
You all shouldn't just sit there, come and try it together, don't waste time.
……
Thus began the most terrifying and horrifying experiment in the history of arms manufacturing.
Flamer,
Thousands of volts high-voltage electric current gun,
Portable rocket launcher,
High-speed cutting wheel,
Chain gun......
Germa 66's various technological weapons were unleashed upon the naval captain, raining down relentlessly.
The entire training ground echoed with a continuous rumble, punctuated by sharp shrieks of cutting metal and booming explosions. Every so often, these were accompanied by the sinister chuckle of an unseen observer.
Including Vince Smokes Gatch, everyone transitioned from initial astonishment to nonchalance and finally into a state of numbness.
After a full half hour, Jia and the others, having gasped for breath, dropped their last weapons and slumped to the ground without an ounce of dignity.
Their eyes widened in disbelief as they looked at Darren.
"Monster..."
Vince Smoak Garty wiped the sweat from his brow, his face paling visibly as he muttered.
Darren sat contentedly on a crate of weapons, a lit cigar clamped between his teeth.
A military doctor accompanying him was treating the wounds on his body.
"Very good, let's produce the types of weapons we just agreed on. 50% upfront payment and the remaining balance upon delivery."
Darren smiled at Vince Moke-Gargi.
"Vincent Smoak's voice was raspy,"
No problem.
At this moment, he was fully aware of the terrifying beast standing before him, the highest-ranking officer of the Beihai Navy.
After the accompanying military medic had finished bandaging him, Darren slowly stood up and put on the uniform handed to him by the flying squirrel. He then draped himself in the white cloak of justice and walked slowly to Vincent Smog's side, whispering:
>Moreover, regarding the matter of warship modifications...
Vincent Smokes' face contorted in displeasure.
"Your requirements are too high. If we replaced the keel of a warship with metal, its weight would be at least twice as heavy as it is now. In that case, the ship's draft would probably..."
Darren waved dismissively.
"No, you don't need to worry about the water depth issue."
His deep, obsidian eyes glittered with a sinister and arrogant ambition.
What I need is for the hull of the warship to be constructed from a lightweight metal.
Winston Smoak furrowed his brow, pondering for a moment:
If that’s the case, adding a small amount of alloy used for making battle suits to steel should be no problem.
"But financially…" He glanced at Darren, “ …it would be astronomical.”
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear."
Darren smiled.
Money in hand is just a pile of scrap paper.
Only spending on self-improvement and enhancing one's abilities is the right path.
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The warship set sail, slowly leaving the port of the Germa Kingdom.
Vincent Smoker, standing on land, beamed with a smile as he waved goodbye to the departing warship.
Not until the warship disappeared at the far end of the sea did his smile gradually turn cold and grim.
"Master, the earnest money for the Beihai Navy has all been deposited into the safety deposit vault."
A middle-aged man dressed as a butler walked over respectfully and said in a low voice.
Vince Mock Gatch face darkened and nodded grimly.
He didn't speak, only gestured for the butler to leave with a wave of his hand. He walked alone toward the main castle of Germa Kingdom.
Vincent Smokes Garrit strode through the heavily guarded main keep entrance and into a passageway patrolled by an overwhelming force of soldiers.
At the end of the passage is a large metal door.
He stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the electronic panel on the metal door, and reached out to grip the doorknob.
"Iris verification successful, blood vessel verification successful, welcome back, Master."
A cold, emotionless electronic voice sounded.
The door swung open, and Vince Smoak Gargi strode inside.
Behind the metal door was a laboratory as large as several football fields. Rows of massive test tubes stood before one's eyes, rotating slowly accompanied by the whirring of machinery.
A massive test tube, three meters high, was filled with green liquid. Inside the liquid floated a number of human bodies.
It was a clone soldier of the Jerma army.
Vincent Smokes sat at a silver control panel, his face impassive as he watched the green test tubes spin.
Suddenly, he punched the control panel hard.
Bang!
Damn it!!
He growled through gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot and filled with a dense network of veins, his expression contorted and ferocious.
"Shame! What a shame!!"
He gasped for breath, his chest heaving, his eyes almost blazing with fury.
Think of me, the great King of the Germa Kingdom...the supreme commander of the Evil Army, now reduced to a lowly, contemptible arms dealer!
He Rogers Darren... really thinks the Germa Kingdom is his weapons supplier!
He even thought of putting on a battle suit!!
Damn it!! Damn it!! Damn it!!!
Vince Smoak was constantly roaring, throwing punch after punch onto the metal panel control board, creating a series of clear fist imprints.
His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the ranks of nascent clone soldiers, his face twisted in bitter resentment.
My heart is filled with intense hatred.
Just now, on the surface, it was said to be a "weapons test," but did Vince Smoak Garty not know that it was Darren's bastard giving himself a warning!
He is going to present his power with an overwhelming and domineering attitude.
Vincent Smokes gazed intensely, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he scanned the laboratory with a venomous look.
The number of clones was insignificant to that being;
Jerma's pride and joy, a fighting suit.
All kinds of high-tech weapons...
That devil fruit ability was perfectly countered by the opponent.
Roger's demeanor when handling experimental weaponry was nothing short of monstrous.
Monsters... What methods are there to deal with monsters
A flicker of despair crossed Vance Smoak's gaze.
Could it be... that there's truly no way to fight that creature
At this moment, a voice suddenly called out from the receiver.
“Sir, Sarafina's water broke. She is about to give birth. Please come at once.”
Vincent Smoak gazed, stunned.
Sora... that's his wife.
His wife is pregnant and will be giving birth soon.
And Jerma, the king of his own realm, will also welcome his first blood heir.
A rare touch of gentleness appeared on Vincent Smook-Gage's ruthless face.
"My bloodline..."
He murmured softly.
"My bloodline..."
He was suddenly struck dumb.
The next second,
"Hahahahahahahaha!!! So that's how it is!!! I found a way to get back at you!! Darren!!!"
Vincent Mochizuki suddenly burst into a fit of hysterical laughter.
"Lineage factor... Modification... I should have thought of this ages ago..."
Only monsters can fight monsters!!
He clutched at it as if it were the last straw, rushing erratically to the other side of the laboratory, grabbing a pink test tube with all his might.
A transparent test tube filled with pink liquid reflected his increasingly frantic face.
"My child... please forgive me."
This is for the glory of Jerma.
He hissed.
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