bioinnovel Chapter 110 I've held the lid off Newton's coffin for you.
Chapter 110 I've held the lid off Newton's coffin for you.
The echo of the explosion-proof door sliding open still reverberated in the corridor, accompanied by the muffled hiss of the hydraulic system depressurizing.
The pale blue light emanating from Bai Che's chest, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly filled the narrow, dimly lit space. The light wasn't dazzling, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression, illuminating even the smallest dust particles with crystal clarity.
Shadow subconsciously squinted, and the light-filtering coating on his tactical goggles automatically intensified.
In his extensive mercenary career, he had seen all sorts of deadly weapons and deceptive traps. The young man standing in the middle of the mechanical ruins, with a "glowing ring" around his neck, did not look like a target who could threaten the "Night Demon" squad.
"A high-lumen tactical jamming light?" Shadow smirked, gripping his HK416 assault rifle tightly. "Still playing these childish tricks."
In his view, those so-called robotic arms that seemed to awaken with Bai Che's movements were nothing more than automated equipment used in laboratories to move heavy objects. Clumsy, slow, and utterly harmless. Even at maximum speed, these industrial robots couldn't possibly be faster than his finger pulling the trigger.
Is this what they call a genius?
Even when facing death, they still try to act cool and pretentious, as if this is the "future".
"Don't be blinded by the light," Shadow whispered into the throat microphone, his voice cold and hard as iron. "The target has no heavy weapons; he's just stalling for time. Tactic number two: a quick victory."
He raised his hand and made a very subtle cutting gesture.
In that instant, in the eyes of this mercenary leader who had lived a life of constant danger, Bai Che was already a corpse. No matter how valuable the glowing ring was, killing the man first and then taking the item was the safest course of action.
"Move! Kill the men first!"
The moment the command was given, the killing intent in the shadowy eyes erupted without reservation.
Puff, puff, puff!
Five assault rifles equipped with silencers unleashed deadly fire almost simultaneously. Despite the silencers, the sound of the bolts striking each other was still as clear as death's knock in the enclosed and silent space.
Five bullet trails, barely visible to the naked eye, tore through the ozone-smelling air, weaving a dense web of death that pointed directly at Bai Che, the center of the light.
"careful--!"
This exclamation was uttered without any prior thought.
Su Wanqing, who was standing half a step to Bai Che's side, hadn't even had time to see the enemy's position yet.
In the mind of this usually decisive and efficient female CEO, who could remain unfazed even when faced with contracts worth hundreds of millions, all rational logic, tactical analysis, and weighing of interests collapsed the moment the guns were fired.
She only knows one thing.
A gunshot rang out; someone was trying to kill him.
Her body reacted faster than her mind. Su Wanqing took a big step to the side and forward, her straight back instantly tensing, her arms outstretched, desperately blocking the lazy-looking man in front of her.
The high heels scraped against the ground with a harsh, screeching sound.
This is an extremely foolish tactical maneuver. Trying to block a 5.56mm steel-core bullet with your bare body without any bulletproof equipment will only result in one thing—being riddled with bullets.
But she did not hesitate.
There wasn't even time to close my eyes.
Bai Che stared at the tall figure that suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and for the first time, a hint of surprise appeared in his usually indifferent eyes.
His finger, which was resting on the edge of the control panel, trembled slightly, but he did not reach out to pull her.
Because it is not needed.
The holographic data stream on the retina has already completed the calculations in microseconds.
Threat Assessment: Kinetic Strike.
[Source: The fan-shaped area directly in front.]
[Defense Module: Automatically activated.]
Just as the first warhead, spinning at high speed, was about to touch the fabric of Su Wanqing's expensive haute couture suit, and the scorching wind pressure from the warhead could already be felt.
Between her collarbones, the hexagonal pendant that Bai Che had casually rubbed out from "scraps" seemed to sense the host's fatal crisis.
Om-!
A very faint yet incredibly clear high-frequency vibration resounded through the air.
The originally dull silver pendant suddenly burst forth with a dazzling azure light. This light was not diffuse, but structured. Countless tiny, hexagonal honeycomb-shaped light grids appeared out of thin air three feet in front of Su Wanqing at the speed of light, instantly piecing together a semi-transparent, dark blue light shield.
This is more than just a layer of light.
This is an absolute barrier distorted by a strong magnetic field, rejecting all kinetic energy from passing through.
Time seemed to stretch out and freeze at this moment.
The dozen or so steel-core warheads, carrying enormous kinetic energy and capable of penetrating light armored vehicles, slammed heavily into the thin light barrier.
There were no sparks flying.
There was no deafening explosion.
There was only a strange, muffled sound, like a stone being thrown into a deep pool.
Ripples, as delicate as water, spread across the surface of the light screen. The previously violent projectile seemed to have crashed into a highly viscous, transparent gel. The kinetic energy of the high-speed rotation was instantly dispersed, diverted, and absorbed by this light field, which was only a few micrometers thick.
Those deadly metal bullets were frozen in mid-air!
They hovered half a meter in front of Su Wanqing, still rotating, but could no longer advance an inch.
Ding ding ding—
One second later, the kinetic energy was exhausted.
More than a dozen warheads, already severely deformed and twisted into scrap metal, lost their support and, as if Newton's law of gravity had only just come into effect, crashed vertically to the floor with a clattering sound.
This scene was like a miracle.
Su Wanqing's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, but the expected excruciating pain of her body being torn apart did not come. Only the pendant on her chest emitted a distinct warmth, as if a warm hand was pressed against her heart.
She slowly opened her eyes.
What came into view was a layer of shimmering, breathtakingly beautiful pale blue light shield, and a pile of shell casings still emitting blue smoke at my feet.
"This...how is this possible?"
Su Wanqing stared blankly at everything, her mind a complete blank. She reached out, wanting to touch the light barrier, but just as her fingertips were about to touch it, the light shield flickered twice and slowly disappeared into the air.
If it weren't for the deformed bullets on the ground, everything that just happened would seem like an absurd dream.
At the other end of the corridor.
"Click".
The HK416 in Shadow's hand did not fall, but he remained frozen in place like a petrified statue, still holding the gun.
Behind the goggles, his eyes were wide open to the limit, his pupils trembling violently, and the hideous scar at the corner of his eye appeared somewhat distorted due to extreme horror.
The four team members behind him were even more terrified, instinctively taking two steps back, their gun barrels trembling uncontrollably.
"Force...force field shield?!"
The shadow's voice was dry and hoarse, as if there was a handful of sand stuck in its throat.
He had seen the most advanced active defense systems on the battlefields of the Middle East and the most cutting-edge conceptual weapons in secret briefings at the Pentagon.
But he had never seen anything like it before!
No need for a large generator or complicated power cords; just a small ornament hanging around the neck was enough to block a concentrated barrage of assault rifle fire.
Is this Star Trek? Or Wakanda?
Is this something that Earth's current technology can create?!
fear.
It stems from an absolute powerlessness against the unknown.
When their weapons turned into fire pokers, and when their killing skills, once essential for survival, became a joke in the face of overwhelming technological superiority, the psychological defenses of these desperados completely collapsed in that instant.
"Finished?"
A voice so calm it sent chills down your spine broke the deathly silence.
Bai Che slowly walked out from behind Su Wanqing. He didn't look at the mercenaries, but instead reached out and gently placed his hand on Su Wanqing's still trembling shoulder, patting it softly.
"Go sit over there for a while and have some water."
His tone was gentle, as if he were comforting a frightened child.
Su Wanqing turned her head and looked at that familiar profile. At this moment, the junior who usually only joked around and made her grit her teeth in hatred was gone. In his place was a strange man with deep, unfathomable eyes and an aura that sent chills down her spine.
After comforting Su Wanqing, Bai Che slowly raised his head and looked at the five people at the end of the corridor.
The arc reactor on his chest suddenly became dazzlingly bright as his emotions fluctuated.
at the same time.
Click, click, click.
In the darkness behind Bai Che, the mechanical arms that You Ying considered "clumsy porters" suddenly emitted a teeth-grinding servo motor whirring sound.
Six robotic arms, which had been hanging low, suddenly rose, their welding torches replaced by homemade electromagnetic coil guns. In the corner of the laboratory ceiling, four inverted infrared sentry guns simultaneously lit up with scarlet indicator lights.
Ten bright red laser sights were densely packed all over the foreheads, hearts, and limbs of the shadowy figures and the four mercenaries.
With just a thought from Bai Che, these high-energy lasers and metal jets would instantly tear them to shreds.
"I just wanted to show you the gate, so you'd back down and leave with some dignity."
Bai Che stood before a steel jungle, tilting his head slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"In this day and age, civilized people believe in persuading others with reason. Unfortunately, you insist on choosing the most primitive and foolish way of communicating."
He raised his hand, pointed at Su Wanqing, and his voice suddenly turned deep, carrying an undeniable domineering and ruthless air.
"Especially... you actually dared to shoot at my sugar daddy."
"Since you have no sense of martial ethics, then don't blame me for... giving you a real 'industrial shock'."