Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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The soldier who was busy pulling the dagger from his throat realized that Locke was close, and immediately raised the muzzle, but the bullet coming from the side and back immediately penetrated his head. No ads ~

(Reading Net) The surrounding soldiers also reacted and began to attack Rock and the Magician. Looking down from a height, the soldiers were like hyenas surrounding two prey groups.

The magician rolled on the spot, burrowed under the truck, and the bullet hit the iron sheet with a spark. Locke deftly hides under the soldier with a headshot in front of him, carrying the body on his shoulder and rushing to the near side by the soldier who has not pulled out the flying knife. His right hand waved again and again, throwing a few daggers, like ghosts, stuck in the blink of an eye on the enemy, although they could not take their lives, but let them never hold the trigger-flew to the precise stabbing Wear their wrists, or cut off their fingers.

I really do n’t know how Locke did it. The path of the flying knife is not a straight line. It rotates in the air and drifts in the wind, just like a super butterfly that reaches a dozen meters per second. The soldiers of these fan dog troops are in excellent physical condition, but no matter how fast the reflex nerves can escape the flying knives.

The attention of the soldiers was attracted by the two people who rushed into the hinterland like a knife. I tried to keep the speed of one bullet per second to sniper, first to clear the magician, and then shift the muzzle to other intact soldiers. It can be cleared that although there are more than ten enemies left, the balance of victory is leaning towards us. They were ashamed by this violent attack, the counterattack was also suppressed, and the fierce gunfire was weakening.

Every time the sound of "Miao Fa Lian Hua" roared, this highway bend seemed to be struck by lightning. The formation of the enemy began to become chaotic. They yelled, dodge, and howl, but they could not relieve them. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation with only three people. I have encountered this situation in the past. Even in the past, the fan dog army I met would remain silent and fiercely counterattack, or neat Orderly retreat. However, these soldiers are now chasing like headless flies.

A soldier tried to control the heavy firepower in the bunker, but the magician suddenly appeared beside him out of the air and shot through his temple. Another soldier was jumped into the bunker and Locke pierced his arm with a flying knife in the air. When he was suffering from pain, a beautiful over-the-shoulder came and then stab his head with a dagger. When Locke pulled out his dagger, the blood splashed on his face, making the man's lively smile haunted.

So far, none of the three of us were injured. The enemy's bullets kept coming out of the gun, but they always passed by. In my perception, Rock and the Magician are like two cunning little fishes, free to shuttle through the huge net of ballistics.

Several soldiers rolled to the back of the truck and wanted to take a breath with the help of the body cover. They do n’t have any expressions on Ranwen Fiction Net, which is very stiff, but in my opinion it is a daze. Their predecessors are also expressionless when they fall into the downwind and die, but both are obviously There is an essential difference.

These soldiers seem to be quite fanatical, but they are not as cold as the machine, and the fanaticism seems to be sliding into the abyss in front of the death. Although their performance is very human, but I can't be merciless.

In the past, enemies hiding behind obstacles could only rely on chain judgment to repeatedly set targets for reverse tracking. This linear connection would always ignore some factors, leading to the breakage of chain induction. However, under the effect of the advanced technique "circle", the range of perception is within two hundred meters. No matter where they hide, they cannot escape my lock.

No high-tech equipment is needed, and no hesitation is needed. The only factor that can suppress this "Miao Fa Lian Hua" attack is only in itself-the instability of the S2 mechanism causes the continuous shooting function to be fully exerted. But attacking with a frequency of one shot per second does not seem to intensify this instability.

Three bullets in three seconds.

No bouncing shots are required, and the strong penetration force directly tears the iron skin of the car body and directly kills the soldiers hiding behind.

When the last gunshot fell, the world was completely calmed down, except for the roaring sound of the mountain wind turning around the bend, and the forest under the cliff set off green waves.

Locke walked over to the enemy and pulled out the flying knife. It was really unimaginable. There were so many knives hidden in his body-in the waist bag, in the cuffs, under the black trench coat, and two close-fitting X-shaped belts, it looked Like a knight coming out of the movie.

His superb flying knife technology really surprised me. I did not expect that this strong and enthusiastic bald black man can play so many tricks with hidden weapons. In addition, there were two long sheathed knives behind him, but it was a pity that he had never pulled it out. He didn't have a hot weapon all over his body.

The magician's weapon is a palm-sized pocket pistol, and his wrist trembles a little before hiding back in his cuff. Despite the seemingly insignificant power, the haunting action is unpredictable. If I had not known that he was not a Mageweave messenger, I would have misunderstood that he was using super powers.

However, he only used a magic blinding method, and this is the first time I have personally confirmed the combat effectiveness of this fat man.

With the ability of the flying wing cloak, I landed lightly on the highway. The strong fresh **** smell and the smell of smoke were swept away by the mountain breeze. We did not have a conversation with Ranwen Fiction Net, and each confirmed the number of corpses. I came to the truck and saw a soldier on the steering wheel in one of the cabs with a flying knife in his temple. I opened the car door, pulled the body down, pulled out the flying knife and threw it to Locke.

"Thank you." Locke played a knife and inserted it into the boot.

"How about Dada?" I asked. "You should meet three people."

"Yes, three, one dead, one seriously injured. Dada is taking care of him." Locke nodded with his thumb towards the cliff behind him. "All are below, the road is not easy to walk, we almost got rid of it, and the car It was destroyed. If we do n’t have a literary novel.com, the unlucky guy will not be saved. "

"So you plan to solve these guys?" I kicked the corpse under my feet. From the face of the soldier, he was still very young, about twenty years old, and his face was still confused and fearful before death. I don't like this kind of expression very much. Killing the members of the Fandog Force in the past doesn't make me feel this heavy guilt, but in the face of these soldiers, I feel like a executioner.

"These guys are obviously novices, and feel that the rank of doomsday truth has dropped." Locke said in a mocking tone: "All the messy guys are included."

"If not, we have to spend some time. I prefer weaker enemies to those lunatics."

Locke glanced at me obliquely, with a smile of sunshine on the corner of his mouth. I don't know if he saw through my disagreement. In fact, I prefer to fight with the original fan dog troops. Although the danger will increase, it is better than feeling like I am killing civilians.

"Fortunately, there is a truck that is still intact." The magician walked over and said that he was looking at the truck that had been opened by the "Miao Fa Lian Hua" bullet in the three holes.

I walked to the safety fence and looked down. I didn't see Dada in the lush trees and bushes. The distance below is quite high and steep.

"Can't you find them?" Locke walked to his side and said with a smug smile: "They are a little behind."

"How do you plan to get them up?" I asked, not to mention that Locke climbed up from below, but it was not easy to bring ordinary people and wounded people up.

"We are going to make a rope with trees and vines." Locke shrugged and said, "However, it doesn't seem to be necessary now. You came quite timely, it seems that things on your side are going well."

"I don't think so." I said, and the magician approached us, only to mention the spy incident he encountered in their surprised expressions, took the chip from his pocket and handed it to Locke, said: "You are safe When the bureau is dry, it is longer than me. Tell me, what should I do? "

"This is your spoils, and you are our deputy captain." Locke hurriedly threw the chip back like he was burnt. "Let Jung deal with it."

"The question is, is any of the two of us rescued related to this matter?" The magician asked the question in my mind. "If anyone inside is an enemy, Dada's situation will be very dangerous."

"In short, go and see them first." Locke turned his body to the side and looked back at the road when he came. I know his concerns. We do n’t have much time to burn the fiction net. One of the formations of the Fan Dog Force was destroyed. At the latest, half an hour, the enemy will be put into support. The soldiers in the truck cab that were killed by flying knives were trying to ask for support from the garrison in the town. Special combat forces like the Fandog Force have very close tentacle and torso contact. It will react immediately.

Without mentioning whether it is possible to identify whether there is an enemy spy in the team, Locke and the magician took me to a natural cave under the cliff. The front of the cave is completely covered by bushes, lush trees and hanging trees and vines will dispel people's heads.

Locke said a sign outside the bushes, and then he opened the bushes and walked in. At this time, I realized that some of these bushes had already been cut off from the roots. The flourish seemed to be just a cover-up. With the reminder of the magician, I know that he has set up many traps around this area.

Compared with the positive impact, his trap is more lethal. This is a trap master.

Probably because of her secret code. When we saw Dada, she did not have any vigilance. She was changing the bandage for the injured number. Lucy and another ordinary member helped to start. They used drinking water to wash the wounds of the wounded, and blood-stained clothes and bandages were thrown all over the floor.

The two ordinary members of the network ball here are all male, and the seriously injured one seems to be able to swallow the last breath at any time. Perhaps Dada gave him drugs such as analgesics, so he was still asleep and showed no signs of waking up at any point. The wound was on his right chest, and it was likely that his lungs were injured. This is a Quite fatal.

The snorkel was inserted into his nostril, dangling glucose and blood packets, and on the simple ECG detection device, the red and green lines slipped a long way before stinging.

Except for the sound of "drop-drop-drop-" is heavy breathing, the environment here is so oppressive.

Dada's medical technique is quite capable, and her face is not as full of anxiety and worry as the other two. Her movements are as smooth as what is about to die is not her companion, but a simulation model.

It seems that they haven't been here for a long time since they arrived here. On this way, they didn't have time to heal their peers' injuries. It is conceivable that their previous situation was definitely not as relaxed as they were just now.

I started to feel that if they didn't run into themselves, even if they captured the enemy's truck, they might not be able to successfully send everyone to it. The wounded man's injury is too serious, and it seems that he will die after a little more bumps.

"What's the situation?" Locke's greeting was pale, and the facts were in front of him. The guy couldn't support it anymore, so he paused and shifted the topic: "The above matter has been resolved. The crow said he can help He moved up. "

"What are you going to do? He can't stand any more bumps. Even if he gets in the car, he will probably die halfway." Dada said to me seriously.

"It might be useful to try this." I took another medicine "paradise" from the tactical bag, "I met three other people over there, two of them died, and the last one almost died, but was caught by this thing. Saved. "

"This is ..." Dada took the sky-blue potion a little hesitantly. His eyes looked through the glass, and he could see ice crystals floating inside, which was very gorgeous and charming. "Maybe, I don't know very well There are regulations in the Security Bureau that ordinary people are not allowed to take Paradise. "

"The situation is different now. I can get temporary permission as the deputy captain. And ..." I glanced at the other ordinary male with no serious injuries. He looked a little uneasy. "I suspect there are spies here."

"Spy?" Dada exclaimed.

The ordinary netball member also showed a surprised expression, and when he saw all his eyes turned towards himself, he couldn't help but point to the tip of his nose, his face unbelievable.

"No, I'm not a spy," he shouted angrily.

"I didn't say you were a spy." I said deliberately in a cold tone: "Maybe you may be this guy." My eyes slipped from the seriously wounded lying on the ground to Lucy. "Maybe Lucy." "

"What evidence do you have?" Lucy's expression was equally cold.

"There is no evidence of Ranwen.com, so it's called suspicion." I didn't mention them about the chip, but the spy was just to bluff them, even if no one showed their feet, on their way to the city. Will be more vigilant, "In any case, this man cannot die."

With the exception of me, everyone ’s eyes fell on Locke and the magician, but the two also did not respond to Ranwen.com.

"... I understand, but if I hold accountable ..." Dada was interrupted before I finished.

"This is my order. Do you know? It is an order." I said: "The report submitted to the headquarters can clearly write this."

Dada didn't speak any more, prying open the wounded's mouth, carefully pouring the "paradise" into it, and then everyone stared nervously at the user's reaction. Just like the green wasp, the man's body twitched and hemorrhage occurred, but he quickly calmed down and his ECG gradually recovered.

Dada pulled out the breathing tube, put on the oxygen mask, and observed his condition again. He turned to us and said, "Okay, the medicine is very effective."

"So let's go up." Locke said nothing more.

With everyone's help, I picked up the wounded and used the power of the flying wing cloak to fly on the highway. After a while, others also climbed up. The wounded recovered well. When Dada started the truck, he no longer needed an oxygen mask.

Locke and Dada explained some things by the window, and Dada nodded constantly.

"Understood, I will write it in the report." Dada said.

"Then you should go." Locke patted the door hard, making a bumpy sound, as if cheering, "Be careful on the road, don't let the spy fall."

"I'm not that useless." Dada laughed, then waved at us, "wait for your good news."

Locke thumbs up.

The truck slowly accelerated and gradually drove towards the distance. We stood there in the same way, watching them turn around the corner, and after a while, they turned out from the lower corner and gradually disappeared out of sight.

"What a headache day ~ www.readwn.com ~ Locke patted his bald head and sighed.

"It's just the beginning now." The magician smiled. From the day I first met him, he was so careless and fearless.

Locke walked to another truck. Although the car was pierced with three holes, and the glass of the cab was smashed, it seemed a bit tragic, but other places were unexpectedly intact, and Rock quickly launched it.

"Come on." He beckoned to us, "You can still be a man here."

I gave this opportunity to the magician, and I said to them, "I run faster than you even if I use it." This is not a big deal, but their full suspicions are all revealed on their faces, because they don't have any at all. Ranwen Fiction Net has personally seen how fast I can go.

The answer is faster than bullets.

Before they reacted, I had ran a hundred meters away, and then spread my wings and flew to the sky in the wind. I didn't use Ranwen Fiction Net to pay attention to what expression the two people behind saw this scene, but I don't think it would be too calm.