Chapter 502: Rearguard

It was already more than ten minutes later when Mijia returned to the surface.

As soon as he returned to the surface, Mijia heard the sounds of slaughter.

He flew to a high altitude to look down.

Everywhere his gaze reached were cyborgs.

The number of these cyborgs was extremely vast, and their eyes were blood-red, having completely lost their reason.

At this moment, the massive number of cyborgs were locked in combat with 100 Super Soldiers, and were even vaguely gaining the upper hand.

Yet these 100 Super Soldiers held their positions firmly, without the slightest retreat.

The Power Swords in their hands swung incessantly, continuously slaughtering the cyborgs.

The number of cyborgs was simply too great; no matter how they slaughtered them, the number never decreased.

At the same time.

Mijia received a report from a Super Soldier.

"Captain Mijia, we have finally made contact with you!"

"Just now, we received news from Huaxia that the Laser Grid currently shrouding the sky over Beizhixing has been disabled, and the tampered-with access codes have returned to normal."

"We are currently assembling forces for a major counterattack, preparing to end all of this once and for all."

Mijia nodded.

"Mm, everything is going smoothly."

"In that case, let's prepare to retreat."

"I will request permission from above in a moment to have Dayi Base destroy this place directly; there is no need to continue entangling ourselves with these cyborgs."

Having said this, Mijia intended to contact the old man.

But just then, that Super Soldier suddenly said: "Captain Mijia, we cannot retreat for the time being."

Mijia was puzzled.

"Why can't we retreat? We have our own flight systems; we can just leave directly."

"But these cyborgs can also fly, and their strength is around that of a Second Generation Super Soldier; if we leave them unchecked, it will stir up a huge problem."

Listening to the Super Soldier's report, Mijia frowned tightly.

If it was like this, to retreat, he would have to attract the attention of this group of cyborgs.

Damn Zhiying.

After hesitating for a moment, Mijia made his decision.

"Everyone, retreat in an orderly fashion."

"I will stay here to attract the attention of all the cyborgs; notify me the moment your last soldier has evacuated this place."

As soon as this decision was made, it immediately drew opposition from everyone.

"Captain Mijia, how can you do that!"

"That's right, we cannot leave you behind to retreat alone!"

"Exactly, if we go, we go together!"

Facing the opposition of the group, Mijia did not change his mind.

"I said, retreat in an orderly fashion."

"I have my own way to escape; once you are gone, it will be easy for me to leave!"

Mijia's tone was extremely firm and brooked no refusal.

Seeing this, the hundred-plus Super Soldiers said no more and began to evacuate in an orderly manner.

As for Mijia, he dove headfirst into the army of cyborgs and began to slaughter in all directions.

He swung the Neutron Spear in his hand.

Every swing produced terrifying wind pressure; even though this group of cyborgs were like Second Generation Super Soldiers, they could not withstand it.

After all, they only had attack power comparable to a Second Generation Super Soldier, but their defensive power was pitifully weak.

Simply put, they were high-attack, low-defense.

Under the powerful wind pressure, severed arms and limbs flew everywhere, and the Dark Gold Power Armor on Mijia's body was gradually dyed a bright red.

Under this kind of wanton slaughter.

Almost all the attention of the cyborgs was drawn to Mijia.

He stood alone against the endless army of cyborgs.

At the same time, the remaining 100 Super Soldiers began to retreat outward at high speed.

Every time a Super Soldier left the battlefield, they would report to Mijia.

About ten minutes later.

All 100 Super Soldiers had exited the battlefield.

At this moment, only Mijia remained on the battlefield.

Even so, Mijia, being only one person, still suppressed the entire army of cyborgs.

He slaughtered the cyborg army until their numbers plummeted.

But in no time at all, the number of the cyborg army would increase again, returning to its previous state.

Seeing this, Mijia said nothing more, only swinging the Neutron Spear in his hand incessantly.

At the same time, he began to report to the old man.

"Report, this is Mijia! The surprise attack mission is complete; all 100 Super Soldiers have retreated."

"I am the only one left on the battlefield; I now request that Dayi Base carry out a destructive strike on this area!"

Soon came the old man's reply.

"What problem has occurred over there, Mijia?"

Mijia said, "Currently, there are too many cyborgs in this area; in this period of time alone, I have already slaughtered over ten thousand of them."

"But they are still endless. We cannot let these cyborgs spread out; currently, a destructive strike is the best plan."

Without hesitation, the old man immediately approved Mijia's plan.

"Understood."

"Dayi Base will launch a Gamma Ray Burst in 30 seconds, please evacuate immediately!"

After hearing this, Mijia said "received," closed the communication channel, and began a 30-second countdown in his mind.

At the same time, he began looking for a way to escape.

Although he now has a Third Generation Body, trying to tank a Gamma Ray Burst...

... would still mean certain death.

He was not yet so arrogant.

However, wanting to escape now was truly quite difficult.

The programming of these cyborgs is very simple; they only target living people.

Therefore, wanting to attract their attention is not such a simple matter.

While slaughtering the cyborgs, Mijia pondered a solution.

Looking at a cyborg whose skull he had ripped off, its brain still pulsing.

Mijia's eyes lit up; he thought of a perfect way to escape.

And by now, he had already counted down 10 seconds.

There were 20 seconds remaining.

Moreover, within these 20 seconds, he had to set aside 10 seconds for his own evacuation.

To truly implement his idea, he only had 10 seconds; his speed had to be fast.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Mijia grabbed a cyborg in front of him and ripped off all the bottles and jars on its body.

Including the Metal Exoskeleton Spine.

When these things were all ripped off, the cyborg immediately turned into a noodle, lying motionless in Mijia's hand.

Subsequently, Mijia separated a portion of his Golden Nano Battle Suit and attached it to the cyborg.

At the same time, he took out a Power Sword, shoved it into the cyborg's hand, and used his Optical Brain to rewrite a new program for the cyborg.

The time taken to finish all this was only 5 seconds.

When he threw the cyborg onto the ground, the cyborg immediately climbed up from the ground, gripped the Power Sword in its hand, and slashed fiercely at its companions nearby.

Seeing this scene, Mijia nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time flew toward the sky.

Sure enough.

This time, no cyborgs followed him up by flying.

All the cyborgs had their attention attracted by that cyborg below.

Mijia, taking this opportunity, flew away from the battlefield.