I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 141: Chapter 124: Signal Amplifier 2

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But at this point, there was no turning back, and he could only pretend not to see it.

As Harrison Clark sneakily observed Martha Owen next to him, he noticed that she still looked expressionless, calm to the point of indifference.

It was as if all the people dying in front of her were just illusions.

“Later, I’ll break through the ceiling of the signal hall and escape. You first jump out wearing the Azure Star, turn on stealth mode, and directly go to the living area where Nora Camp is under house arrest. I’ve sent you her location- take a look for yourself.”

“And what about you?”

‘TH make a gesture of breaking out and escaping to attract their attention as much as possible.”

Harrison Clark was slightly worried, “Will you be okay?”

After all, Martha Owen was not a professional combatant, and her battleship’s control level was not higher than his.

Martha shook her head, “Don’t worry, I’m the designer of the Homet Ship. I can activate extreme mode, which can increase the performance by 20% on top of the normal overload ability.”

“That’s good.”

“When you rescue her, notify me immediately, and I’ll come back to pick you up.”

Harrison Clark nodded, “OK.”

As the two conversed, Martha once again activated the Energy Beam Particle Cannon and aimed it at the ceiling above the hall.

However, this time it seemed to take a little longer to blast through the ceiling. Harrison Clark’s gaze wandered, praying in his heart for those technicians who had not yet been killed to evacuate as soon as possible.

“Eh? What’s that?”

Harrison Clark’s attention was drawn to a giant metal object in the center of the hall.

The metal object was about 300 meters high, almost touching the ceiling. A huge metal column connected nine metal balls from bottom to top in the middle.

The metal balls grew smaller as they went upward.

The thing looked a lot like the spherical antennas that had been widely used many years ago.

“This is a product left by Dr. Sergey Ponomarenko called the Sergey Signal Amplifier. It is said to emit neutrino waves that help humans to some extent to resist the mental shackles that the invaders put on humans. Of course, I personally do not believe in mental shackles, and neither does anyone’in the World Government.”

“Then why not turn it off?” Harrison Clark looked at the huge antenna with the power indicator light still flashing and asked.

“Perhaps to show respect for Sergey, there’s no harm in leaving it on anyway Alright, I’m going to blast through the ceiling now.”

The words had barely left her mouth when another intense explosion rang out.

A huge hole with a diameter of more than 30 meters appeared in the ceiling, and a ray of sunlight shot through it.

Martha controlled the Hornet Ship to rise again, directly flying towards the hole.

Harrison Clark held his breath, sat on the ejector seat, and prepared to eject himself.

As the Hornet Ship’s altitude increased, it got closer and closer to the hole and the top of the Sergey Signal Amplifier’s antenna.

“Harrison, let’s turn ourselves in. We’re both important, and the military won’t sentence us to death,”

Just as success seemed imminent, Martha suddenly spoke up, inexplicably slowing the Hornet Ship’s ascent in the process.

Harrison Clark was shocked, “What? Are you kidding me!”

Martha, facing forward, turned her head back with an empty gaze and a determined expression as she spoke in a robotic tone, “It’s a shame that Nora Camp died like this, and humanity has lost an excellent commander. But she’s not that important in the war, there are others who can take over the Giant Wave. She shouldn’t have supported your wrong view, executing her helps maintain the unity of the war’s will.”

For just a moment, Harrison Clark felt that Martha, who had been fighting alongside him for so long, had become strangely unfamiliar.

He didn’t understand what had just happened.

Had he been betrayed?

Had Martha been loyal to the military from the very beginning?

But that didn’t seem right either.

Where did things go wrong?

Harrison Clark’s brain stalled for about two seconds and then he reacted.

He pressed the ejection key without hesitation.

The Hornet Ship hadn’t yet left the hall, and Harrison Clark was still suspended in mid-air after being ejected.

Martha’s voice came through the communicator, “Since you’re stubborn, I’ll have to execute you.”

A signal flashed on the Azure Star’s helmet interface, indicating that someone was remotely canceling his equipment control authority.

Without a doubt, this was Martha’s operation.Not only that, the energy beam particle cannon on the Hornet Ship began to charge up again.

Reacting swiftly, Harrison Clark took countermeasures.

He first turned off his Al assistant to prevent remote control, leaving only the most basic core functions of the Azure Star operational.

The difficulty of operating it returned to the state of the earliest primitive individual soldier armor, making it much more troublesome to control, but at least it could still move.

Harrison ignited the engine in the air, particles jetting from his back as he charged toward the Sergey Signal Amplifier.

Bang!

He crashed into an invisible forcefield shield, nearly knocking himself out on the spot.

However, Harrison skillfully rotated around the forcefield, narrowly avoiding the Hornet Ship’s concentrated fire from behind.

Powerfui gunfire struck the forcefield shield, causing ripples and weakening its

At the same time, Harrison had switched to sniper mode and fired another shot at close range to where the forcefield had been bombarded.

The ripples expanded, and the center no longer had a refraction of light.

The shield had a flaw!

Harrison accelerated again and swooshed through the loophole.

What followed was straightforward.

The metal material used in Sergey’s Signal Amplifier might have been a high-strength technological masterpiece 500 years ago, but in front of the Azure Star 500 years later, it was as fragile as a sheet of paper.

Even though Harrison could only use an extremely complicated manual mode at this time, causing his movements to slow down significantly, he still managed to dismantle this important “relic” that had been preserved and operational for 500 years into scrap metal within five seconds.

An explosion occurred, reducing the amplifier to ashes.

Harrison hid in a corner to avoid the aftermath of the explosion, the heat enveloping him, almost roasting him alive, until Martha Owen’s bewildered cry sounded in his ears, prompting him to quickly reactivate the Al assistant and hold up the Azure Star’s built-in forcefield shield.

“What… what just happened to me?”

“Nothing, just a small accident. I’ll explain it to you later, let’s deal with the matter at hand first.”

Harrison leaped into the air, grabbing the wing of the Hornet Ship with one hand.

The two finally made their escape.

Martha Owen had thought that she would be greeted by a barrage of gunfire, but the many battleships and armored soldiers who had been waiting outside for a long time were strangely silent.

At this moment, the situation outside was eerily chaotic.

“Great opportunity! Charge!”

Harrison activated the stealth mode first and then slowly descended.

He shut down 90% of his additional power, reducing the energy radiation released by his battle armor to a minimum, tiptoed sneakily and relied solely on his physical abilities to sprint towards the residential area.

At the same time, Martha Owen in the sky quickly turned and flew away.

Harrison continuously evaded the soldiers blocking his path. Sometimes, the sound of his footsteps drew attention to him, but no one ultimately uncovered his movements.

He arrived at Nora Camp’s detention building with close calls along the way.

The two-story white-walled building was enveloped in a light blue forcefield shield.

Outside the forcefield shield, at least 200 armored Summit soldiers were densely packed, holding their guns at the ready.

From the codes on these Summit soldiers’ helmets,

there were at least 30 of their elite from the top too of the whole army here.

In addition, there were more than 20 multi-functional combat vehicles indicating the presence of another 20 command-type armored soldiers who could form an army on their own.

After a brief period of chaos, these soldiers seemed to have received orders from their superiors and regained their composure.

Harrison had no chance of sneaking in now.

A fierce battle was inevitable.

He took a deep breath and gradually revealed himself.

The ferocious-looking, azure-colored armor shone brightly under the scorching sun.

“Harrison Clark! You’re betraying humanity! Surrender now!”

The Summit soldier with the code 03 stepped forward and shouted loudly.

Harrison recognized him.

His name was Andrew Mitchell, ranked third in the military’s overall evaluation index, just behind Harrison and Needham Brown.

Harrison shook his head, “Whether I’m betraying humanity or not, only I know

I don’t need anyone to preach to me. If you don’t want to die, get out of my way..”