"What is with that unG.o.dly sense of agility?" Was the sentiment of those fighter pilots as they pitted their skills against the one and only aerial enemy they had.
They had no idea that Page was also enhanced by Jin, giving her more spatial awareness of the playing field and dexterity to move the plane. To a certain point, one could say that being a Mechanoid enabled them to be void of certain emotions, allowing them to pursue what they want.
And for Page, it was courage. Courage to move like a crazy person on this battlefield is predetermined by logic and formation. She created chaos that forced the rest to follow suit while she waits for Lynn to do her job.
"Next, come pick me up right now," Lynn said immediately and caused Page to fumble momentarily.
"Huh?"
"I said I am done. The pilot is dead, the injector vials had been used. Your nano machines worked and converted them to our side." Lynn reported and Page had no idea what she had done.
In the span of less than a minute (which felt like an eternity to Page), Lynn had completed what the Medical War Maiden told her to do.
And she wasn't lying.
The moment Lynn entered the bomber aircraft, she dashed to the closest Mechanoid and smashed it into pieces. The rest were not stupid to use their rifles in such a confined s.p.a.ce and where there was live ammunition as well. A stray bullet or even just an unfortunate ricochet would turn this plane into one h.e.l.l of a firework.
Thus, the remaining Mechanoids picked up their melee weapon that was part of a standard issue, a combat knife.
They a.s.sumed that rus.h.i.+ng towards the enemy would be the wisest choice as numbers should be overwhelming against just one Mechanoid.
It was in their dismal that they were dealing with not just a customised Mechanoid but one with powers not from this world and combat techniques that were capable of defending herself against a mult.i.tude of enemies.
Her cultivation powers soared greatly on display as a penguin silhouette could be seen rising above her as she brought down her foes almost instantaneously, paving the way to the plane's c.o.c.kpit. Naturally, she had purposely left a few partially injured so that she could use the nanomachines that Page had offered her to use.
With the guards out of the way, she slaughtered the pilot with a gunshot courtesy of the Mechanoid who decided that aiming her rifle against the enemy was the best course of action to protect the c.o.c.kpit. But she was overturned quickly and Lynn took the War Maiden's rifle and used it to kill the pilot.
After which, she revived that same Mechanoid and commanded it to take over the plane. As she returned to the pile of Mechanoids whom she defeated, she chose the 'healthiest' five and injected the very same serum.
To their Mechanoids who received the serum, it was not just controlling them but also healing their broken parts as well.
The Nanomachines slowly reconstructed their wound patches and ensured that they have the basic functions to work. If basic functions were not compromised, then they would go based on the priority list, fixing whatever was the most important to the best of their abilities.
This allowed them to be fit for combat and Lynn commanded those turncoats to man the anti air stations, allowing them to provide some support for Page as well.
"Not exactly the most suitable time for a coordinated flight!" Page said as she tried to push away one of the fighter planes with a missile lock on without firing.
"It's fine. I know it's not easy." Lynn said as she went to the c.o.c.kpit and told the pilot to fly towards the nearest bomber aircraft. With no hesitation in accepting her orders, the Mechanoid pilot did a quick scan and push the joysticks down, enabling the bomber to dive lower.
"Bomber 06 you are coming too close- wait why are you targeting us?!" The jamming system caused even the shortwave radio messages to be rather jumbled up that the pilot did not immediately a.s.sume the hostility until it came too close.
"I will be off, pick me up soon," Lynn said as she opened the side door and dived into the plane beneath her.
And thus the infected Mechanoid have to survive the current s.h.i.+tshow they were in so that they can pick up their 'master' from the scene. But compared to the time needed, Lynn was practically like a missile as she entered the next bomber aircraft. The chi build up in her legs acted as the force needed to break through the exterior portion of the aircraft and she went in to kill the pilot straight right from his c.o.c.kpit now that she had a basic understanding of how the c.o.c.kpit looked like.
True enough, she was not too far off her mark as she plunged into the back of the c.o.c.kpit and severed the head of the pilot with one kick. Her unusual mechanoid strength was immensely absurd compared to the humans in this Synthesis World, making her forget that those people were not cultivators and mere humans (in a virtual world).
Just as she was about to leave the area after decapitating the pilot, she realised that she could make her work easier if she flew and crashed it towards another bomber rather than repeating the process again and again. (Well, she did think that it was a ha.s.sle until the Tactical System informed her that there were upgrade cards for the body as well.)
"You are kidding me, right? Now you gave me the options of these upgrade cards?"
"It is usually after the Mechanoids had performed their act of feats that the System was able to produce a set of upgrade cards suitable for the fight." The Tactical System replied.
"As if you do not know me." Lynn gave a deadpan look as she stared at the console as she pushed the headless pilot aside and took the reins to control the bomber aircraft. "Besides forget it, excuses do not work on you. I a.s.sume you were merely trying to save resources if possible until someone truly needs them. That is how you create supply and demand for hope."
"Sub System User Lynn is reading too much into the intentions of the Tactical System."
"Ah, keep quiet. I am driving." Lynn blocked out the System's 'pleas' as she looked for the nearest bomber aircraft to smash into.