Actually, she didn’t need to answer; Su Ming already knew.
Because right before his eyes, the massive chanical dinosaur began to move slowly, an even deeper and larger black shadow gradually enveloping him.
This chanical dinosaur was activated when Barbara connected to the host’s port. Briss didn’t choose any network firewall program, knowing that once enemies had entered the cave to crack the system, no matter how secure the firewall was, there was always a chance it could be breached.
So she used a ’physical’ firewall. After the chanical dinosaur broke everyone’s bones, who could still crack the system?
"Cindy~~~ you’re definitely going to want to see this."
"Now what? n are such a hassle." Cindy carelessly turned her head and was startled: "Damn, Su, what did you do?"
"I didn’t do anything. You should ask yourself what you forgot to do. This is the security asure in the Bat Cave."
Su Ming rolled away to dodge the dinosaur’s large mouth. Although it wasn’t a killing weapon with a mouth full of sharp teeth, getting caught between two massive steel plates would definitely result in serious injury.
"What is this? Aren’t bats supposed to be a bat’s toys?" Cindy was also a bit puzzled; last ti she thought it was a decoration.
"Apparently, she must have been torn between making Batman or Dinosaur Hero for a long ti back then."
Su Ming made a joke, then hooked his foot around the railing behind him, turned, and did a full-body backbend to avoid the dinosaur’s tail swipe.
The tail passed just a few centiters in front of him, and he could hear the whooshing wind. It was a powerful swipe, tearing through the iron railing, sending it spinning away.
Even though Su Ming’s body and armor were in good condition now, he couldn’t take too much of this type of blunt force damage. Internal organs would be severely damaged, self-healing ability works better on open wounds, so dodging was the reasonable choice.
Fortunately, this thing wasn’t actually fast, and its massive size ant it must have weaknesses.
"Can you handle it?"
Cindy didn’t have any imdiate solutions either; this dinosaur seed fixated on Su Ming, chasing him around the cave, smashing quite a few tables, chairs, and jars in the process. Su Ming led it towards the direction of the passage they ca from.
"Should be no problem." Su Ming slipped between the dinosaur’s legs, tentatively firing a shot beneath its groin, but aside from a shower of dense sparks, there was no effect: "You protect Barbara and the computer host!"
Cindy nodded, pulling out a long staff so that if any debris flew towards them, she could knock it away in the air.
Vico’s eyes brightened; she thought a battle between Deathstroke and a chanical dinosaur was a great subject, imdiately directing Pete to start filming Su Ming.
With the dinosaur wreaking havoc in this place, to ensure the cave wouldn’t collapse and the Batwoman’s mainfra wouldn’t be damaged, Su Ming couldn’t use C4 or electromagnetic pulse devices, which bothered him.
Batwoman was forcing the invader to destroy both the Bat Cave and the dinosaur, ensuring her data’s safety.
Vico, still guiding from the side, kept saying things like, ’Stab its eyes! Kick its jaw! Yank its tail!’ Su Ming acted as if he couldn’t hear. At this mont, he was gradually figuring out the dinosaur’s patterns.
"This kind of thing requires enormous energy to operate, but it’s obvious it’s not steam or an internal combustion engine, nor is it a magic creation."
"So it’s either battery or nuclear-powered... Nuclear power is too far-fetched, not even Briss could outfit that; her beloved Batmobile doesn’t have nuclear power, so so kind of battery is the only explanation."
"Using a battery, plus it can identify enemies and operate independently, showing it has an independent processor and program, it can only be inside its body. Which ans, this thing is actually hollow, like a knight from the Middle Ages: the sturdy shell doesn’t an it has enough resistance to blunt force."
"Its attack thods currently seem to be threefold: trample, bite, and tail swipe, with no long-range or energy usage. We can try this...."
After so thought, facing the chanical dinosaur before him, Su Ming imdiately listed down plans and started executing them.
Every bit of analysis was actually completed in a fraction of a second.
He quickened his pace to run a few steps, going from stationary to wind blaring by his ears in an instant. Just as the dinosaur’s big mouth lunged to bite, he slid beneath it, sliding under its belly and mounting its tail.
Using the force from its tail’s swinging, he tid it right, letting go of his hands, just like being tossed by an elephant’s trunk, landing on the dinosaur’s head. The violent impact made him feel montarily stifled.
The dinosaur is equipped with full-body sensors. Even if its ’eyes’ can’t see, it can ’sense’ pressure to feel soone was on its head.
But here lay Su Ming’s crucial calculation: because Briss’s model was a Tyrannosaurus, its forelimbs were extrely short, unable to reach its head, disabling two of its three attack thods, leaving it with only one option....
Its massive tail imdiately lifted up, whipping down toward him.
And this was exactly what Su Ming needed. He imdiately dropped and rolled sideways, grabbing onto the dinosaur’s eye socket fra, dangling himself in midair, evading the strike.
The dinosaur’s steel tail slamd into its own head.
"Duang!!!!!!!!!"
A huge sound echoed through the cave. Su Ming almost let go to cover his ears—it was like an enormous gong had exploded beside him, making his vision blur for a mont, but his combat instincts quickly brought him back.
The collision of two massive steel entities wouldn’t do much to the monster, but on its head, due to the heavy hit, the dinosaur’s dark green outer shell cracked open, revealing a long stretch of deford tal inside, like a small water channel in a field.
He lured the dinosaur into doing this to its own head a few tis, all striking the sa spot. After all, a program is a program; once its action logic is understood, it can be exploited endlessly.
After repeated loud noises, the tal on the dinosaur’s head deford, creating a small gap.
Su Ming had been waiting for this mont. He drew the Samurai Sword from his back and stabbed it in, regardless of what was inside, stirring it up violently.
Sparks spewed out of the gap like fireworks, splashing onto his mask, marking so black lines on the yellow parts.
The more sophisticated the device, the more likely it is to collapse from a single gear; it was the case in the steam age, let alone the information age.
There’s no need to destroy its CPU or hard drive; simply breaking a few circuits would suffice. Like a computer, opening the case and tugging on a few wires is sure to have an effect.
However, this big dinosaur is unsurprisingly Briss’s toy. Even after Su Ming vigorously disrupted it, the dinosaur didn’t imdiately stop. To be safe, he quickly pulled the shotgun from his back and stuffed it into the gap, emptying all the shells inside.
The dinosaur stopped moving, starting to topple over gradually.
Su Ming stood up straight, standing atop its head, and ensured a safe landing on the ground.
A cloud of dust rose, then fell, gradually revealing the shiny silver armor and the chanical dinosaur beneath his feet.
Bending down to wrench out his shotgun from the gap, he calmly began reloading, as if he had just swatted a mosquito, nothing worth ntioning.
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