Drone War Song

When the steel war beasts of the West Bank Federation stepped into Ursal, I, a drone player from Huaqiang District, used two hundred modified traversing machines to kill their "Sentinel" mecha worth 200 million. The whole Internet called me "God of War", and the next day, Dragon Knight came to the door. I thought I was going to jail, but the old man handed me a yellowed data core disk. At the moment of activation, I saw the holographic image of my father who had been missing for many years: "If civilization is covered in dust, my son will hold the fire - Lin Chongshan, the last work." From then on, I, the wild champion, was forced to lead a "grassroots team" and parachute into the world's most brutal "Broken Land". We use game controllers to direct the swarm, use prosthetics to sense electromagnetic undercurrents, and cling to the last spark of humanity amidst the absolute rationality of the algorithm. The "omnics" on the west coast say they will bring the ultimate order, the "war artists" in the north are composing bloody music, and the "prophet" is using out-of-control chaotic algorithms to cleanse the world. They all said that my persistence was the most ridiculous stumbling block on the road to the evolution of civilization. Until the natural disaster of the self-killing "mosquito swarm" in the Crescent Strait, I pressed the button not for conquest, but for the end. Before the live broadcast of Global Data Link, I told them: "If you rule with fear, you will only get ruins; if you use fire to protect -" "——We will rebuild the sky." I was once a hunter of chaotic data, and now I want to personally weld the locks of reason for mankind's final war. When killing becomes cheaper than breathing, how can we win like a human being? This is the answer from me, Lin Yun, from the East.