Marshal Artuzov was dead … The sharp mechanical claws on Clichy's hands pierced through his chest and tore apart his internal organs. Hundreds of thousands of people in the square saw this scene clearly through the huge screen. Many people screamed and fled in all directions, but even more people just stood there numbly, watching the farce.
The Terminators guarding the surroundings immediately rushed into the crowd and arrested anyone who looked suspicious. The chaotic scene further escalated! Hundreds of thousands of people began to surge wildly. Countless people were pushed down and then trampled to death by the crowd.
Marshal Artuzov lay motionless in a pool of blood. His favourite cigar fell beside him, stained with blood. His eyes had lost their luster as he stared blankly at the sky … He stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to grab something in the blue sky. White clouds? The sun? Birds? That was no longer important. The last of his life had already passed through this body that was riddled with holes … Plop. His arm fell powerlessly …
The God of War of a generation had come to an end.
A large number of Terminators rushed onto the platform to capture this' war hero ', Clichy, who seemed to have gone mad. Clichy's movements were extremely agile. He shuttled through the crowd of Terminators, roaring like a wild beast under his mechanical mask. His eyes were bloodshot, making him look very red.
Finally, the T-900 Terminators joined the battle. They were stronger and faster. Clichy was still fighting like a cornered beast, but more than ten bullets still accurately hit his chest! The polymer rubber combat suit blocked the bullets, but the powerful impact knocked him to the ground. Immediately, more than ten Terminators rushed over and pinned him to the ground!
Clichy struggled to stretch out his hand. His powerful mechanical claws grabbed his mechanical mask and tore it off! Blood spurted out from under the mechanical device that was connected to his skin and flesh. Clichy opened his bloody mouth and let out a final roar towards the sky!!
"Roar!!!!"
…
An hour ago, in the largest hospital in Grey City 1.
"Your wife has woken up, Mr. Clichy." Colbert brought Clichy to the most luxurious ward and continued, "She's receiving the best treatment. She'll be able to recover completely, and your entire family will enjoy full medical care. This is really enviable."
Clichy did not speak. Actually, after he underwent the surgery, no one in the Gray Coat Army knew what was under his mechanical mask and whether he could speak. He just hurriedly walked towards the ward.
"Your wife was almost conscripted. It was a beautiful accident. Actually, it's not really an accident. The beautiful life you're about to have was earned by your own hands! This is also the greatest advantage of society under the leadership of Skynet — as long as there is effort, there will be rewards … "
"It doesn't matter. Madam was only slightly injured in the crowd. She protected your daughter wholeheartedly. The best news is that your daughter is unscathed. You know, Mr. Clichy, I really envy you! A luxurious villa, an endless supply of fruits and meat, the best battlefield equipment, the best subordinates … You have it all! But I also know that I can't be as outstanding as you. We carried out a few operations against Gao Ming, but we couldn't do anything to him. Instead, we lost hundreds of elite soldiers, but you did it single-handedly! From that day onwards, I've treated you as my idol! "Colbert struggled to keep up with Clichy's footsteps, but he did not stop talking.
When they reached the door of the ward, Clichy wanted to continue, but he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his chest. With a bang, he was pushed a few meters away by Clichy and slammed into the wall with a thud. When he stood up, Clichy had already entered the ward and slammed the door shut.
An ordinary-looking, slightly plump woman was lying on the bed. She was holding a cross in her hand. Beside her, a little girl of only seven or eight years old was sitting there, holding her hand tightly.
Clichy's eyes were filled with endless tenderness. He took two steps forward, knelt in front of the woman's bed, and hugged her tightly.
"Oh … Clichy … You're finally back … I thought I'd never see you again … Come, dear little Callie, come and meet your father …" the woman said with tears streaming down her face.
However, the little girl looked at Clichy's mechanical mask. The little girl could not accept his ferocious appearance. She could not even recognize that this man was her father. The little girl shrank back and kept shaking her head.
Clichy's eyes emitted endless sorrow. He took two steps forward and gently hugged his daughter, but the little girl kept struggling and finally cried loudly. Clichy was a little flustered. He wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe away the tears on the little girl's cheeks, but when he raised his hand, he saw a pair of extremely ferocious mechanical claws!
These mechanical claws could even tear apart the armor of a tank, but they could not wipe away the tears on his daughter's face … Clichy let go of his hand in a daze, looked at his mechanical claws, and then at his daughter … Suddenly, he covered his face with both hands and let out a shrill howl.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
Countless tears gushed out of the corners of his eyes. This man who had faced the steel defense line of the Guardian Group as the commander of an armored regiment, who had faced the crazy bombardment of BNK-3R in Steel City, and who had faced the torrent of armored troops of the Human Alliance on the Western Front was now crying like a tearful man.
"Thou shalt be strong, and fear nothing. Thou shalt forget thy pain, and even remembrance shall be like water flowing past. Thy days on earth shall be brighter than noon, and though there is darkness, it shall be like morning. " Clichy's wife also burst into tears. She began to chant the words from the Bible in a low voice. She was a devout Christian, and even in the apocalypse, she had never wavered.
"Clichy … You've been bound for too long, and you've even forgotten what you used to be … Go … Go back to being yourself …" His wife struggled to get up from the bed and hugged Clichy tightly. She was weak all over, and it was as if her whole body was hanging onto him.
…
In the central square of Gray City 1, Clichy came out of the elevator. He looked around at the swarming crowd around him, and his eyes gradually began to become determined.
The supreme commander of the Gray Army, the 'God of War' Artuzov, stood tall and straight in front of him, and spoke with his powerful and dignified voice, "Your footprints have covered the entire battlefield. You've experienced our lowest point, and you'll definitely walk towards glory with us …"
"So you must get rid of all filth and excess evil …" (Biblical words, same as below.)
"… Here, I officially confer on you, our war hero, Clichy Alberto, the rank of colonel! I also confer on you the highest medal of honor! "
"Accept the path planted with a gentle heart, and it is the path that can save your souls …"
"War is difficult, but the future is beautiful! We are fighting for our beautiful future! Colonel Clichy is the model among the warriors, and also the pride of our generation! "
"I know that my redeemer is alive, and will stand on the ground at the end. After this flesh of mine is destroyed, I will see God outside of my body … "
"Let us, cheer for the hero!" Colbert also lost no time in starting to liven up the atmosphere.
"Amen …" Clichy suddenly said. With the help of the mechanical mask, he barely managed to say this word.
"What are you saying?" Marshal Artuzov was about to put the magnificent medal on him, and for a moment, he did not hear what Clichy said. He could not help but pause.
"Pfft!" Clichy's answer was to use the pair of mechanical claws to deeply pierce into the marshal's chest!
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