Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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Father Sissen and Tridy faced the attack of only one security guard and ran away in two directions. Because the previous explosion was led by Father Sissen and caused the most damage to them, the safety network system completely included him as a dangerous person, and the security guard also regarded it as a hatred.

After Tritty hid in the building on the other side of the street, the security guard fired in the direction of Father Sissen. Father Sisen was surrounded by a powerful chaotic air flow, which not only made him faster, but also made the series of bullets that shot at him lose his accuracy again. He bowed to the wall and ran forward. The bullets chased by the tail penetrated the wall and destroyed the building. The dense blasting force bloomed along the same trajectory. Even if the building did not collapse, it would form several on the wall. A large wound in the washbasin.

This security guard has been pinned down by Father Xi Sen, and the remaining two need to be resolved by me and Omi. My sights meet with Omi, and there is some kind of telepathy between us that seems to be able to understand each other's ideas. I took out the earth-made incendiary bomb from my backpack, and Omi also put away the fixed bracket of the suitcase. When I rushed from behind the suitcase acting as a shield, Omi ran in the opposite direction with the suitcase.

The two remaining security guards naturally separated the firepower again. When the face of one of the security guards turned to me, I had entered an explosive state again, escaped its lock with a sudden acceleration, and passed the bullet that had been fired. At the same time, I threw the burning flask on the ground not far in front of it.

The power of these burning flasks is helpless to take their turtle shells even if they are thrown on the security guard, but when making this earthen burning flask, not only the burning power is considered, but also materials that can generate a lot of smoke are added. When the burning liquid came out of the broken bottle, the rapidly spreading thick white smoke separated the security guard from us like a wall. If these security guards still have action, they can completely bypass this smoke area, but unfortunately they can't move anymore, they can only rely on the observation system of the head to lock. Although it is unclear which imaging system they use, this block filled with heat and smoke has certain functions of interrupting visual imaging and thermal imaging.

Perhaps it was really disturbed, the security guards' attacks once became sparse, and the bullets fired did not have the previous accurate heads, so Father Sissen and Tritty also had a chance to breathe.

As they adjusted the imaging system, Omi lightly blocked several bullets in the suitcase and rushed into the smoke, and I chose to bypass the smoke wall. Jumping to the top of the building by the street, I ran forward along the eaves. The smoke spreading here is relatively thin. As the distance between me and them quickly shortened, a security guard locked me back.

When I stared at it, I entered the outbreak again, but this time, the security guard's bullet accurately intercepted me.

These bullets hit my original direction of movement. If I had no confidence in my instincts, I would stop moving at high speed when I felt a sense of crisis, and would have been penetrated by these bullets.

As I have always felt before, the safety network system is constantly cracking my mode of action. Whether it is speed or direction, it has been able to make certain predictions.

Although in the transition between the normal state and the explosive state, it is relatively labor-saving and has a relatively small load on the body, but after being seen through this monotonous mode of action, I have to intensify the change of these two states. Frequency and increased random maneuvers increase the difficulty of interpreting action patterns.

Even so, I still came to the security guard who was selected as the prey within two seconds, and hit the head of the knife with the handle of the folding knife. While it was dizzy and turned, cover its head with a pre-prepared bag, and then entered an explosive state again, circumventing the S-shaped crossfire from the other two security guards.

Now I am the only one who is really exposed to them, successfully attracting their attention to myself. Jin Jiang rushed out of the smog zone, successfully passed through the center of the battle point, and picked up the chainsaw behind these security guards.

We finally got another big killer to solve this group of security guards.

Whether it was my folding knife or the big bang made by Father Sissen and Tracy, this chainsaw with unusual texture was easily done. Omi carried a suitcase in one hand, grabbed the chainsaw in the other, and arrived in time when other security guards chased my figure. The security guard whose head was covered by the bag seemed to be really blinded by the detection ability, and she repeated it easily The last beheading. When its head flew to the sky, the dim light of the street lamp reflected on its metal head, but I felt like the light seen after tearing the last membrane.

Father Sisen is right, these guys are indeed very difficult to tangle. If only me and him enter the ruling bureau, it must be chased and run around now. I have thought about it carefully. If this is the case, will I still be able to cover the situation of the students fleeing? The answer is yes. Therefore, if there is no near river, the three of me, Father Sissen, and Tracy will stay here and there may be casualties. But Omi and her chainsaw directly changed this possible tragedy. Not only did we live well, we also had the ability to defeat security guards and gained valuable experience.

At this point, it was so lucky to meet Omi before entering the ruling bureau.

This woman who plays a pivotal role in the action is my wife. Isn't it my own luck?

The beginning of our union was not purely due to feelings. Even when I first met, I was dominated by a familiar feeling, and then produced emotions similar to love at first sight, but it can not be said that there is no interest entanglement. Even so, when I combined with her, I didn't know where she could do, and I felt that her research was a bit of a joke, so the feelings we just started can be said to be pure, and not a trend of complete interests.

Although she didn't approve of her entering the world at first, it turned out that I made a mistake in my judgment. It seems that Omi really adapts to such an environment.

The union between me and her is so sudden that the relationship between us is mixed with too many things. I think it is a very tiring thing to think about this marriage, so I never go to the bottom. But now, besides feeling that I am lucky to be able to partner with her, what other ideas can I have?

In this lucky feeling, I repeated the action of putting a bag on the head of the security guard. This flashy flashy method was unexpectedly effective. After losing limbs, the security guards could not tear off the bags themselves. They seemed to be like humans, observing the world and enemies through structures such as "eyes". In the case of technology alone, there must be many ways to identify objects through the bag, but at this point, they are made more like people. Human beings are blindfolded, they cannot see outside.

Their mask-like faces are made into humans, they have limbs similar to humans, and their eyes also have similar weaknesses. What kind of ideas did the people in the ruling bureau hold or expect these human traits that might become weaknesses to appear on weapons? And what kind of thinking do they use this weapon as the basis and backbone of a secure network system? Today, they have disappeared, leaving only these cold and cruel and contradictory self-defense weapons. But when I think of this, I feel that the ruling bureau may not be as stiff and mechanical as it appears on the outside.

The battle with these security guards has fallen into a fixed pattern, and Oki's chainsaw is orderly dealing with enemies who have lost their mobility and vision. In a one-sided situation, I was finally relieved. So at that moment, I thought of many things.

The last security guard, who was also coming, Fr. Sissen and Tritty's helpers slumped to the ground, and the safety guard's body on the ground sparkled. Although this does not mean that they are completely dead, the core of the terrible weapons that are connected to the safety network at these moments is actually a group of codes like souls. Even these residual bodies are still making sounds of operation, but all this is in vain.

The only concern is whether the security network system will mobilize more security guards to hunt us down, and when they will arrive at the scene.

Father Xi Sen did not greet us to leave immediately. It looked for a while at the fracture of the head of one of the security guards, pulled out a data cable from a socket of the portable terminal, and operated it for a while on the terminal interface. .

"What are you doing?" Tracy asked curiously.

"Get these security guards' action records." Father Sisen said: "If they have been to many places, these records can let us know more things, and even add maps for us."

In less than half a minute, Father Sisen got what he wanted, and then led us back from the old road, bypassed the street, and ran to the other direction of the intersection. Although there are other security guards, staying on the scene for too long is a very dangerous thing.

This is probably the direction of the students' retreat, because in the bar, we have discussed in advance what to do in the event of a similar emergency. After the final plan and route were set, everyone sketched a sketch according to the route. If there was a loss, they should wait for us at the nearby foothold. Of course, this has to pray that they did not encounter other accidents on the road.

The situation became very smooth, and the four of us did not encounter any more dangers. After leaving the battle scene, the dense fog was still as dense as before, and the visibility was less than five meters. If there is no terminal to locate, maybe someone will get lost, even so, the four of us dare not pull too far away from each other. In this harsh environment, when we saw a lot of students at the temporary stop, we were very happy.

"You haven't lost your way. It's so nice." The female security guard Tracy stepped forward to hug them one by one, full of joy for the rest of the life. The students were of course suffering enough. When they saw us, they couldn't help but feel excited. The girl even made a choking voice, and almost burst into tears. But how do they know, what kind of thrilling danger did Tritty at the battlefield experience? She once led this amateur team out of the hospital building, but with a pistol alone, without luck, it is impossible to survive the battle with the security guard.

Tracy did not regret her act of covering the retreat of the students, but this emotion of struggling on the death line still strongly stimulated her, as can be seen from her trembling hands until later.

The temporary foothold is also a building with only one floor, except that the roof is semi-circular, like an upside down vegetable pot. After entering, I found that it might be an original inhabitant's house. Many of the furnishings were removed, and there were floating dust everywhere. No one had come in for a long time. However, judging from what is left behind, the residents here probably belong to the wealthy category. The students searched each room during the repair and found two portable terminals. From the appearance, they seemed to be more new than that used by Father Sissen at this time.

However, due to lack of energy, only one of the two portable terminals was started. Father Xi Sen gave it to Cui Di, and I and Omi had no objections. Omi did not show his desire for such a powerful tool, and I also think that it is acceptable to let Cui Di, the actual leader of the student team, get a terminal. Once the dangerous situation reappears, she and others are more likely to escape safely.

Father Sissen showed how she opened the map stored in the machine. This map was transmitted from Father Sissen ’s portable terminal. As for logging in to a secure network, it is not something she can do. If someone without permission enters the network, ten will be treated as an illegal user, and then the location will be locked and handed over to the security guard to clean up.

However, if it is only used off the network, it can still be called safe. The performance of this terminal is much more powerful than that of a portable computer in the normal world, but it must be adapted to a strange system. After all, we do not understand the language of the ruling bureau. Because Father Xi Sen destroyed the terminal ’s network device, the handsome boy also dared to try it in the past. He soon found many functions, for which he showed a smug expression. He seemed to have completely forgotten the dangers that once left him so immersed in the groping of the new system.

Soon, he played a video saved in the terminal for us. This image is a three-dimensional image projected directly into the air. In this image, we see for the first time what the original residents of the ruling bureau look like.

The protagonist of the image is probably a young woman. She is wrapped in a bulky and bulky clothing that looks like protective clothing. She also wears an inverted triangle mask on her face. It is worth mentioning that this inverted triangle mask The material is very similar to the face mask of the security guard. What can be used as a basis for women is the long hair with many braids behind her, and the feminine and delicate face contours. Nonetheless, the scarred protective clothing and the speargun-like weapon she has been holding in her hands have all proved She had just gone through a fierce battle when recording this image.

It's not clear who her enemy is, and she can't understand her message in the video, but we still feel the desperation and determination she faces from the video and the voice. So, this image is probably a last word.

The image lasted a minute, and she seemed to have nothing more to say. She lowered her head, and after a few seconds passed, the image ended, and we were immersed in a complex and sad emotion infected by her. This emotion has been produced in the bar, and also appeared in this house. Whether it is singing or video, it seems that we can outline the last time these people have experienced in our minds.

This is the end for those people.

"Is she killed by those demons?" Said the petite girl, breaking the silence.

"Probably." I said.

"Since we can come in this place, will these demons run into our world?" She asked again.

This problem caused other students to look away and the atmosphere began to tighten.

"Yes." I replied that way.

The students did not make any emotional expressions because of this answer, but a depressive breath came from their bodies.

"Have you seen it?" Said the petite girl.

"Father Sisen and I have both met." I tried to make my tone as easy as possible. I understand why she asked such questions, and how my answer will affect these students.

"Have you beat it?" Said the petite girl.

"Well, although it is a bit troublesome, it is not impossible to solve." I said: "My organization is professional in occultism. Hunting demons is what we should do ~ www.readwn.com ~ This time protect Omi The lady came to this place precisely to get more material. We have always suspected that demons are the product of a devastating experiment in the ruling bureau. The reason why they disappeared is self-reliance, but likewise, they must have kept about A lot of precious information. "

The students couldn't help but look at each other's words. If they didn't enter this incredible world, they would definitely treat it as a joke. But they have experienced all this in person. The demons and the people who fight against the demons, as well as the remains of prehistoric civilization, are tangible things in their eyes. This must have had a profound impact on their outlook on life, values ​​and world outlook.

"I have heard rumors of doomsdays, but no matter what age, such remarks will not be less." The petite girl held her arms and said with a complex expression: "I never believe in doomsday, Because there is no sign of the end in nowhere. But this place! I, I ... "She made a choked voice, as if she didn't know what to say, how to express her emotions through words, only her hands Covered his face.

"I want to join you." She said to me, "Can you let me join? Although I don't understand many things, but seeing this world, I don't think we can make our world like this. Since you If you are an expert, you must be able to tell me what to do? I have been to this place, and I have seen all this, and I can no longer live my original life. "