Chapter 55 A Terrible Price

In the waterfall-like, frenzied web of electricity, at least a third of the old steel junkyard exhibited a bizarre phenomenon. It was as if everything in that area began to turn transparent. Wrecked car carcasses, fallen telephone poles, rusty barbed wire, even piles of discarded tires, slowly lost their original colors, fading from distinct to abstract, from abstract to ethereal, and finally disappearing.

Of course, after the steel junkyard vanished, it was replaced by a basketball court-sized area from the future. This strange, inexplicable pit slowly emerged on the ground.

Within the pit, electrical light crackled and danced. Several machines operated at extremely high loads, to the point where bursts of sparks erupted every so often. These sparks covered the surface of the spiral-shaped pit, effectively isolating the invasion of the space-time force. At the bottom of the pit, terminators knelt in unison!

Before it was tamed, the violent current frantically destroyed nearly half of the terminators that entered the pit. Even now, a large number of terminator remains littered the bottom. If not for the exposed metal skeletons, it would have truly resembled a scene of insane slaughter!

However, once the time travel stage was reached, the violent current could resist the power of space-time. This was the method of group teleportation that Skynet developed in the future.

Of course, compared to the already quite complete single-entity time wormhole travel, which even humans could enter, this method had the advantage of being able to transport multiple objects simultaneously, and even offered the possibility of return - provided that a shockingly large supply of electricity could be obtained and the time-traveling machines could be repaired.

The disadvantages were also obvious: extreme danger. The actual damage rate for transported goods and terminators exceeded half. If humans entered, it was almost certain death.

Gradually, the energy of the electrical web slowly dissipated, and the air filled with a pungent smell of ozone. The operation of the accompanying time machines also gradually came to a halt. Suddenly, one machine caught fire and burned, then exploded, sending parts flying everywhere!

At this time, because the time machines had just traveled through space-time, residual space-time forces lingered on the parts. As they flew through the air, they emitted a terrifying, ear-splitting sound like a power saw cutting through steel!! It could be said that they were indestructible!

A T-910 model terminator stood there woodenly. A piece of gear slashed past it. After a long, dull moment, a stream of pale blue electricity spurted out from its neck. The red light in its eyes disappeared, and it crashed to the ground.

Looking closely, one could see that the gear, about the size of a fingernail, had cut away a large portion of its neck. When it fell, wires and parts from its neck clattered and scattered all over the ground.

This kind of injury, fatal to humans, could normally be salvaged for a terminator. However, the electrical charge from the terminator's injury attracted residual external currents. With a whooshing sound, lightning struck directly down, completely destroying it! It could only emit black smoke in vain.

The offending gear, after cutting through the T-910's neck, ricocheted off in a strange trajectory, heading straight for another man standing nearby. This man's face was different from the other T-910s, and he was wearing his own clothes.

He had fair, slightly pale skin, a thin face, and a neat appearance. Even his hair was meticulously combed. His blue eyes held a piercing, cold indifference when he looked at people. His sleeves were slightly rolled up, as if afraid of air resistance. He had a hooked nose, tightly pursed lips, and slightly furrowed brows... The whole person looked dangerous, sinister, like a rusty but sharp razor.

Faced with the incoming gear, he suddenly extended his left hand in front of him. The gear, carrying the power of space-time, cut into the palm of this person's hand, then went straight through!! It cut continuously within his arm, making a terrifying sound, and finally stopped at the shoulder blade.

The arm that the person extended suddenly became soft like a noodle, and a large number of uneven marks appeared on the surface, even large, constantly bursting bubbles. Obviously, the residual space-time force caused great destruction inside. However, there was not a trace of expression on this person's face. He waited quietly, as if that hand had nothing to do with him.

Only after three minutes did this person slowly extend his right-hand finger. This finger strangely transformed into a sharp knife. He stabbed this knife into his left shoulder blade, then slowly moved it. When he pulled it out, the sharp dining knife formed from his middle finger was gone, replaced by a silver-gray pair of tweezers, which clamped out the damned gear.

Finally, this person began to move his left hand. On the surface of the skin of his left arm, there was a faint current surging, then it returned to normal. There was no doubt that this person was the accompanying T-1000.

Despite having a body composed of powerful liquid metal, one had to note that the space-time force attached to the gear was definitely not easy to deal with. This could be seen from the fact that although the T-1000's left hand seemed to have recovered, electrical sparks still occasionally overflowed during movement.

To avoid similar accidents from happening, all the terminators continued to maintain the posture from their time of arrival, quietly kneeling on the ground and waiting. Only after more than ten minutes did the T-1000 stand up and say:

"All models with repair capabilities, stand up and step forward!"

Immediately, three T-910 model terminators stood up, though two of them were injured.

The T-1000 looked around and realized that the other T-1000 who had set out with him seemed to have been evaporated, and was nowhere to be seen. It still remembered the scene at the time - a current whipped past, and then that T-1000 fell into the space-time vortex storm.

With the calculations of its powerful CPU, this T-1000 immediately took command, saying in a mechanical and cold voice:

"Models with repair capabilities begin repairing the companions around you. You can try to use the scattered parts around."

Immediately, the sound of buzzing welding rose and fell. Suddenly, a T-910 who had repair capabilities and had been repaired said coldly:

"Report, repairs cannot be carried out due to the lack of necessary parts."

The T-1000 said without hesitation:

"Then dismantle the parts on your own bodies! To carry out the repairs."

Although the T-1000's orders were cold and cruel, from the point of view of maintaining combat power, the T-910 models with repair capabilities would occupy a large part of the CPU resources, so they were not as good as the T-910s with all combat capabilities.

Just as the terminators were carrying out a series of orders, in the darkness in the distance, the headlights of a heavy truck suddenly tore through the darkness. Spewing thick black smoke, it drove over, wobbling, and then directly crashed through the intercepting barbed wire, driving to the edge of the giant pit.

A person jumped out of the heavy truck. This person's movements and expressions were not stiff, and he was undoubtedly human. However, his appearance was very harmless, somewhat similar to Mr. Bean. This guy jumped out of the car and stretched out his hands enthusiastically and said:

"Ah ha, my friends, I hope I'm not late, look at the gifts I brought you!"

Obviously, this person was another TOK-715 model terminator lurking among humans.

The T-1000 said coldly:

"Shut up, you idiot, or I won't be able to stop myself from tearing you into pieces."

This TOK-715 model terminator shrugged and chewed his gum regretfully:

"I'm sorry, sir, but this is determined by my CPU thread. The Creator wanted me to be like this, so I became the way I am now. It is precisely because I have this human emotional template setting that I can hide well in these alien societies without being discovered."

At the mention of Skynet, the T-1000 fell silent. After a few seconds, he said seriously:

"What have you brought us?"

This TOK-715 model terminator whistled:

"All the information about the target, including but not limited to her family members, photos, etc........... Of course, it can almost be confirmed that she also has humans around her who can fight against terminators to protect her. According to our assessment, the combat capabilities of these humans are no less than those of terminators."

The T-1000's eyeballs began to rapidly change colors, obviously calculating and analyzing something while talking:

"Humans who can fight against terminators, this is almost impossible!" the T-1000 said coldly.

"Unfortunately, that's the truth." The TOK-715 model terminator spread his hands and said: "So I don't want you to take it lightly. They have very strong firepower, so I have prepared weapons for you in the truck - of course, they have been modified as necessary."

The T-1000 said coldly:

"This is the only good news I've heard from your mouth, and then, you immediately leave my camera, the faster the better, the farther the better, because I find that I can't suppress the urge to tear you to pieces! You are too much like a damned human."