Bab 700: 700 Tips on a Needle Point

Whose brain is preserved in the armored fist?

Shen Yue shivered at the thought of this.

The technology, although impressive, was essentially a procedure that robbed people of their lives!

Who had the right to steal another's life?

Shen Yue clenched his fists.

Nuanyu looked at the armored fist with disgust, not at the machine itself but at those controlling it from behind the scenes.

What of ethics, human rights?

Weren't these people always treating the lives of others like insignificant pieces of grass to achieve their goals?

"Colonel, you originally planned to use Mitchell and his team to exhaust them, and then have these human weapons clear the field," Nuanyu concluded.

Colonel Liszt sighed lightly, "I admit I did not underestimate you, but you still surprised me. I should've sent in the armored fist sooner."

Shen Yue suddenly felt something was off.