As Mercer finished speaking, he swung the newly assembled Octopus Arm and walked to the front of the door.
The hand of the Octopus Arm clamped onto the crack of the door, then suddenly exerted force, and the door was actually torn open with a gap.
Then, the other robots pushed together, and just like that, they gradually pushed the door to both sides.
"Let's go, we need to quickly find the real server room and terminate the emergency protocol." As Mercer finished speaking, V cursed, "I knew this guy wasn't up to any good..."
Indeed, where they were was not the server room at all. The so-called server room visible behind the glass was entirely fake.
It wasn't glass at all, but a display disguised as glass while offline—the images shown were naturally all fake.
Lilith wouldn't be foolish enough to have a conversation with a group of hackers right next to the server.
But she never expected there would be something like the Black Light Virus, and she never foresaw that Mercer would possess a super AI not inferior to Ultraman and computational power support from a super server on Earth.
Yet, you have to give it to this guy—he had some skill. After realizing the dangerous level of the Black Light program, he promptly responded, one method being to immediately activate the Moon Base's emergency protocol and disconnect the local server from the net.
All devices were switched to offline mode.
At this moment, all computers and devices on the Moon Base, even the door switches, had completely lost intelligent network connections, with only locally running programs still functioning.
This was because Lilith quickly judged that the infection by the Black Light Virus was indiscriminate, and it would even grow stronger through infected devices—so she immediately cut off the local network to prevent Black Light from recklessly infecting devices along the network.
But she herself wasn't so lucky. The moment the Black Light Virus hacked into her, it embedded into her program's local protocol. Wherever she fled, the Black Light shadowed her, even providing directions to Venus, maintaining constant network connection with Earth.
Upon opening the first security door, there appeared yet another security door ahead, but this time, Mercer didn't go barehanded to pry it open.
He took a few powerful bombs from the suitcase, tossed them to the robot, and retreated behind the first security door himself.
"These idiots even set up a death chamber with two security doors?" In this aspect, well-versed and battle-hardened, V instantly saw through it.
Between these two super-thick, lockable metal doors was a corridor of only five or six meters. If both doors were sealed, this short corridor would be completely locked down.
Mercer nodded and cautiously eyed the ceiling on both sides of the corridor, "I'm just uncertain about the attack means, death laser channel? Poison gas? Or flamethrower? Anyway, safety first."
"We need to hurry! Mercer! The emergency protocol is counting down! Only...only 180 seconds? We simply won't make it!"
Lark looked at the data flashing on a computer, her voice urgent and slightly terrified.
Considering they've now penetrated deep inside the base, even running straight out might not reach safety, not to mention they're probably surrounded right now!
"Don't panic; as far as I know, there are no nukes here, at most a big bang."
Mercer's words almost made Lark laugh silently, "Okay, let's hope this big bang doesn't blow up our oxygen packs; I really don't want to find out what moon air tastes like."
At this moment, V appeared just as calm as Mercer and even had the leisure to joke, "The Moon has air? I thought it was vacuum like space!"
"V, I'm being sarcastic!!" Lark said while frantically searching, finally managing to find an emergency survival backpack in the suitcase, which contained three days' water and food, and... a small oxygen tank.
Mercer and V exchanged a glance, shrugged, shared a knowing smile, and then suddenly, a violent explosion rang in their ears.
The intense blast shockwave almost knocked Lark headfirst onto the ground; Mercer reached out to steady her and joked, "If you don't want to find out whether the Moon has air or what air tastes like, we'd better speed up."
"Open fire!" At this moment, loud shouts sounded from outside the room.
It was the voice of Wade, the person in charge of the Moon Base.
As the voice fell, a barrage of gunfire followed. Listening to the 'ding-ding' sounds, Mercer, along with V and Lark, hid behind the first door, shouting, "What is this emergency protocol? Aren't you planning to run?"
"Screw you! I knew trading with you Earthling idiots was a bad idea!"
Wade's angry response made Mercer turn to exchange glances with V.
"Why is he calling us Earthlings?"
"Who knows which side those dumbass alien colonizers are on?"
The conversation didn't slow their actions.
Almost in the instant the talk began, V's figure started flickering.
The specially designed mech for this Moon mission greatly differed in operation from previous armor, the most significant being a weakened thruster, but it didn't affect V's phenomenal speed.
She navigated deftly through the rain of bullets, when suddenly, a dark shadow overtook her, and Mercer's voice entered the squad's communication, laced with a hint of laughter.