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Upon a closer look, he couldn’t help but feel troubled.

The control system and operation mechanism of this equipment were surprisingly similar to the outdated Star Summit Armor that he had once worn. The fact that it had to be worn at all times suggested that its material compression technology might be even inferior to the previous Morrowind System.

Harrison Clark wondered if he had inadvertently caused a technological regression during the 21st century by uprooting the progress of science.

Did I make a mistake?

Should I not have released The Madman’s Conjectures Collection?

It doesn’t make sense.

I meticulously selected each topic in the book, perfectly avoiding all pitfalls. How could this happen?

Harrison couldn’t help but feel regret, thinking that maybe he shouldn’t have so easily given away The Madman’s Conjectures Collection. He should have been more conservative, like the S Bacteria Vaccine, and held onto it for a month.

At least then, if he discovered that something was amiss, there would still be a chance to remedy the situation.

Harrison s anxiety vanished after five minutes.

After closely examining the parameters of the armor he was wearing, he realized that he had had a false alarm.

This Individual Soldier Armor had comprehensive performance that outclassed the Star Summit Armor and was almost equivalent to the Morrowind System he had used before.

Moreover, its material compression technology was on par with the regular edition of the Morrowind System.

Strictly speaking, this armor was a customized version of the Morrowind System designed specifically for individual soldiers.

Once fully activated, it could generate a humanoid war machine with a maximum size of up to ten meters, and at its smallest, it would be completely form-fitting clothing.

Its performance was even more advanced than the Morrowind System. Considering that this was standard equipment for everyone, including new recruits, it indicated that humanity’s overall technology levels must still be stronger than before, but the design philosophy for equipment had changed again.

After pondering the situation with his own equipment, Harrison continued to observe the external environment.

He had been running for about ten minutes, covering nearly thirty kilometers of winding mountain roads.

The direction of the mountains and valleys felt familiar to him, and he quickly realized that this place was actually the Costwoods Park, less than eighty kilometers from England Oxfordshire and even closer to the proposed site of the Summit Research Institute, at less than fifty kilometers away.

He had visited Costwoods Park during college, and it was a fairly picturesque area.

However, he clearly remembered that at the time this park was established, it had suffered from excessive deforestation and was nowhere near as lush as it was now.

Logically speaking, by the 31st century, there should have been another explosion in human population, and although people would prioritize protection of the environment, it would be unlikely for the park to have been allowed to flourish into something resembling a primeval forest.

As he thought about it, he suddenly heard Nora Camp’s voice through their brainwave communication link.

“Continue forward for another five kilometers to break through the Costwoods Park! Then we’ll enter the control range of the Third Defense Team of the enemy’s Central China sector. Everyone, listen up! Activate 1% of the Hawk Armor’s energy supply, operate at low power, and sprint forward once you break through. The Second Squadron will fight while retreating, but the rest of you don’t look back! Protect the flanks and maintain formation! Use live ammunition and form a Double X Crossfire Network!”

Nora Camp issued commands with her usual decisive and impressive manner. Harrison felt a surge of pride – that was just like good old Nora Camp, always so charismatic.

By his side, Daniel Thompson was already rapidly moving to the left.

Harrison hurried to follow.

As the two of them took their positions, they heard a sharp alarm sounding in their ears.

Almost simultaneously with the alarm, Nora Camp shouted again, “We’re under attack from the rear! It’s the enemy’s experimental Mobile Defense Team! Their force numbers 3,300 and they’re two kilometers from us! Everyone, go at full speed and sprint forward! Maintain formation, use live ammunition, and establish a Double X Crossfire Network!”

Accompanying Nora Camp’s command, nearly a thousand warriors instantly activated their equipment’s power, and the ultra-high-pressure biological batteries poured plasma into their Hawk Armors.

Humming sounds filled the air…

The once-silent, narrow valley was filled with the roaring of one power engine after another.

The seemingly form-fitting Hawk Individual Soldier Armor suddenly revealed its metal sheen and automatically extended into a sleek, streamlined shape.At a glance, with its pitch-black armor, it truly gave off the vibe of a hunting falcon soaring through the sky.

Having completed his equipment initialization early, Daniel Thompson glanced at the instructor system projection on the newly opened tactical helmet, checking the initialization status of the recruits under his command.

His eyes swept over them, and he was quite satisfied.

Even the slowest had already activated their energy to over 40%. In at most five more seconds, all thirty recruits under his command should be fully activated.

Although the soldiers I, Daniel, lead are not as elite as the first or second squadrons, they are considered top-notch within the third squadron.

Wait a minute…

Upon closer examination, Daniel noticed a very eye-catching 100% listed next to the name at the top of the recruit list, leading Marthus, who was ranked second at 78%, by as much as 22%.

What was even more striking was the activation time after the 100% start-up parameter.

0.68 seconds.

Daniel silently glanced over his activation time.

1.77 seconds.

Emm…

Where did the problem arise?

Daniel lost focus for a moment.

But in the next instant, he didn’t have the chance to let his mind wander anymore.

A large swarm of white-coated flying machines approached head-on in the air. Looking like drones, the machines’ hovering technology didn’t use propellers; instead, they were equipped with highly precise anti-gravity devices.

Their mobility schemes were Harrison Clark’s familiar particle engines, with small nozzles but powerful and highly maneuverable.

Over three thousand flying vehicles, big and small, swarmed in a swarm-like formation straight towards them at full speed.

Before they got closer, the few hundred flying machines in the front row simultaneously ejected a thumb-sized, silver-shining cylinder.

The next moment.

Energy bolts shot out from the cylinder openings.

A dazzling blue energy attack interweaved and poured down onto them.

The two hundred plus soldiers of the rear-guard Second Squadron almost at the same time propped their composite force field shields and counterattacked with high-powered live weapons.

A series of violent explosions immediately engulfed the world.

The dazzling flames seemed to set the narrow valley ablaze.

Each seemingly minor collision of energy created a blast shockwave, devastating the ecology of Costwoods Park.

Whole stretches of trees were knocked down, bursting into raging flames.

From behind the few hundred flying machines that formed the crisscross fire network, even more kite-like medium and large mechanical soldiers emerged to attack from both sides, intending to bury the entire team here alive.

The two sides clashed closely, coming in strong and fierce.

Despite Harrison Clark’s experience with hundreds of battles, the sudden combat in the ground environment caught him off guard.

What were these unmanned machines?!

Why was their killing intent so strong?

So this wasn’t a training exercise after all?

Did the invaders launch their attack ahead of time?

That couldn’t be possible, could it?!