Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

After the adventurers in the hall started to fight back, the originally assembled security guards spread out around, but this does not mean that humans have the upper hand. In order to prevent security guards from breaking through the defense line, most of the Mageweave messengers must stick to their positions, and adventurers in close combat must face multiple enemies. Although there are Mageweave messengers assisting in the rear, ordinary people in the defense line are also free to vent their firepower to contain the enemy , But someone was still injured.

It is foreseeable that if the battle continues, unless the Mageweaver no longer continues to take care of the ordinary people of his own side, or even the graystone strengthener, and launch the attack with all his strength, the wave of counterattacks will gradually be weakened.

Jin Jiang and some adventurers who also took close combat began to retreat in the direction of the defense line. The security guards did not intend to allow them to retreat smoothly. They no longer ignored the interference at the defense line and gathered firepower to try to encircle them. The price for this is that they have lost several units in a very short period of time. However, for people in close combat, the pressure they face has suddenly doubled.

For the security network system, these melee people are obviously more attractive than those hiding in the platform area. The security blockade by the security guards on the platform area has dropped a lot compared to thirty seconds ago, and many people have returned to the line of defense without assistance. As a result, the offense and defense of the two sides focused on the adventurers who took close combat, and at this time, the enthusiasm of the people in the defense line to counterattack seemed to fade.

They may intend to end the counterattack and only respond to their teammates. I looked around at these people and produced such a dark thought in my heart.

The two unknown adventurers who were taken back to the bunker sheltered by me crouched to the side, they seemed terrified. I haven't let off my breath until now, and when I look at me, my face is full of surprise. However, it was less than ten seconds before they were out of danger. I know how fast I am. Maybe they didn't even understand how they got back to the defense.

The people under the platform, whether it was self-help or someone assisted, climbed onto the platform one after another. Bouncing rain has become relatively sparse, but for ordinary people only, the chance of death is still very high. Few people pull the people around them, because the sound of the train's movement is as clear as the stuffy thunder, followed immediately. With the thick light coming from the tunnel on the side of the track, a long whistle sounded. The train arrived. At the last moment, people who were still afraid to climb on the platform before. This time all swarmed up. Just when the last few people climbed up, a huge tooth-pounding friction sound accompanied the airflow with strong suction sweeping the platform. These people were quickly swept back by an invisible giant hand.

A behemoth that was almost the same height as the tunnel rushed out in a sudden, and stopped abruptly within the distance between the tunnel entrances on both sides. Everyone knows that those who fell on the platform are dead. It's like a hiccup after a full meal. The train site completely stopped in front of the platform exhaled a large amount of white gas, accompanied by a long and clear deflated sound.

hiss--

The entire platform area was shrouded in white mist.

I was not disturbed by this accident and entered an explosive state, using chain judgment to open the way. All the way to the river that was deeply trapped in the enemy group. She was now standing on the back of a security guard who had just been beheaded off, spinning her body in an extremely slow motion. Lift the suitcase because it is behind her. Another security guard has pointed her muzzle at her. It made people feel like there was a pair of eyes behind her.

Not only Omi, but in the linear world determined by the chain, all the figures and bullets in the field of vision that I used as the background all moved along a fixed trajectory. Because of this, I really felt that the security guard did not retreat once the train arrived, as Cassis had previously said. They are still fighting and do not plan to stop like this, there is no indication that there will be a conflict of authority as expected.

The speed at which security network systems organize permissions is much faster than these adventurers imagine. When I came up with this idea, it was already imaginable that at the end of this offensive and defensive war, adventurers who were used to taking advantage of the loophole would have a big fight.

I know that besides Omi, I cannot help more people. Even so, while still embracing the river, I immediately broke away from the outbreak and shouted, "Don't relax!" I wanted to say more, but because the scene was too dangerous, I had to re-enter the outbreak and get rid of a large area The powerful firepower coming from here. In a slow world, I make up the rest of the words "they have no conflict of authority", but I am not sure whether people at normal speed can hear these words.

When I held Jinjiang and hid in the bunker, everyone was still cheering for the train entering the station. Most people are no longer in their original bunkers. When counterattacking, people who carried out long-range attacks in the defense line guerrillas with the help of surviving bunkers, have disrupted their positions. Even Gregia, Tracy and two other adventurers who were rescued by me were scattered behind different bunkers. When I looked at them, several people also waved excitedly at me, and the firepower covering the position was suddenly reduced to the point where the suspicion disappeared. The courageous people began to show their heads, and only saw the frontline melee adventurers still fighting to get rid of the security guards. The security guards seemed to only care about them, so they surrounded them.

"Get in the car, fast, fast." People who seemed to be the leader of the team shouted one after another. With their shouts, more people ran towards the platform, just out of the danger of being crushed by the train, but did not return. The people on the defensive line have rushed into the open door of the train for the first time.

As a result, more people came out of the bunker, did not look at the melee combat adventurers who were trapped by the security guards, trot towards the platform without looking back, and laughed and laughed as if they were free. I knew that this battle would end with this result.

I hugged Jinjiang and didn't go out. When I tried to stop the people in the same bunker from going out, I was scorned by them. "Hey, here!" Cassis's voice came from not far away, the file squad had already joined, and Gregia and Tracy were also mixed in. I blinked and saw that Father Sisen was also ready to leave. Quickly shouted to them: "Run! The attack is not over!"

Just as Cassis looked suspicious, and the file frowned unnaturally, Father Sisson suddenly plunged into the nearby bunker. At the same time, three thick laser beams penetrated the defense diagonally. The crowd rushed into the platform, hitting the outer wall of the train and traversed the left and right sides like waves. Immediately afterwards, a violent extreme fire covered the area from the edge of the line of defense to the train.

There was no stopping at all, as if the previous calmness was just an illusion. The long-term concentrated attack against the storm and rain fell like a stimulant. The laser cannon with a short cooling time continued to strike at the limit speed of five rounds. Like a tsunami, the extremely hot waves distorted that area completely unclear.

Only the hall of the bombing sound was left. It was full of suffocating silence. The people who were still in the defense line, as well as the melee combat adventurers who were previously trapped, were all shocked by this accident. These people's time seemed to freeze for a second or two, making hysterical shouts. Someone turned to attack the security guard. Someone hid back into the bunker. Before, it was like a melee adventurer who fell into the dead. In a blink of an eye, it was no longer the object of security guards' attention. Whether you stand beside these security guards sluggishly or attack them, the other side ignores them, like a fixed battery. It is just to destroy everything on the platform with devastating force.

All the surviving melee adventurers returned to the defense line in a lost spirit, and fell behind the bunker without losing all their strength. At this time, even the defense line was abandoned by the security guards. "This is a trap." An adventurer who walked by me and Omi muttered to himself, "This is a trap!"

That's right. In the process of the security network system constantly changing the target of attack, everyone was confused by the convention of authority conflict in the past. The hard battle seems to be over. The safety network system launches a self-destructive extreme attack when no one is defensive. In the fierce artillery fire. The security guards collapsed one after the other, exploding, turning into splatter fragments or simply turning into a ball of fire. In just two minutes, more than 60 security guards who survived the counterattack were completely scrapped, but no one knows how much ammunition they fired in these two minutes.

In the range from the edge of the defense line to the train, after the explosion was completely eliminated, the rolling heat wave and smoke from the almost cooked eggs distorted the light, and I couldn't see what was inside. I can vaguely see the huge figure of the train standing there, but I don't know if it has been destroyed. The security guard's attack did not deliberately let it go.

The airflow began to flow from the west to the scorching hell, Father Sisen began to create wind, and probably other Mageweave messengers were also moving. The battle was completely over, everyone came out casually, staring at the air-twisted center with dumbfounded eyes. Among these people, most of them were ordinary people, obviously few of the Mageweave Messenger or Greystone Fortifier. less. Most of the Mageweave Messenger and Greystone Reinforcer, as the leaders or elites of their respective teams, had entered the platform area before the final attack began, and it is not yet known whether they survive.

Although they are fighting each other, at this time, perhaps most people want human activity in front of them. I hugged Jin Jiang's shoulder and walked out of the bunker to stare in that direction. It is disappointing that no one came out until the wind created by the super power dissipated the burning mist and anti-inflammatory. Then everyone saw the hell-like scene.

On the ground almost completely crystallized, black paint patterns can be seen. Occasionally, something suspected of a certain part of the human body has been burned into coke, and there are also bursts of heat. Someone shouted a few names, the empty voice echoed in the hall, and no one shouted again. In a silent silence, I heard someone crying. I turned my head and saw Gregia burying her head on Tracy's shoulder. Tracy put her arms around her tightly, gradually taking her eyes back and lowering her head.

"It's all dead ... all dead ..." An adventurer next to him showed an ugly expression that didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and muttered to himself while walking towards the entrance and exit of the subway station.

"Get in the car." Omi's bland voice sounded in her ear, and I saw her eyes, not shaken by the scene in front of her. I am very familiar with this calm look, like treating this tragic scene as a movie set, for her. Whether it is a dead person or a sad person, all this is nothing to do with oneself or anything.

I am not accusing her of being inhuman. However, in her body, I did not see more sensibility. I have always felt that human beings cannot be without sensibility, because human beings are social creatures, and only sensibility can allow people to devote themselves to collaboration without considering their personal gains and losses. Therefore, for most of the time, it seems that there is only rational Omi, although it has a delicate and perfect human body. But in my heart, it is impossible to outline the complete human shape.

However, even such a rational Jinjiang will surely hide human sorrow somewhere in the heart. I thought so faintly.

I looked towards Father Sisen, not far away. He also looked over like a heart. I pointed to the train and he nodded, so we took the lead to the train. Gregia and Tridy ran out of the file squad and walked with us nervously. Gregia seemed to want to say something to me, but saw Omi's calm face. He lost the courage to speak, frowning and walking forward in silence.

Behind him came the movement of the crowd. No one spoke, with a mournful silence, and all those who were not discouraged entered the train one after another. What greeted everyone was once staying under the platform. But he was the first to enter the train and retrieve the one who died. After Omi and I entered. Choose the side closer to the door and sit down. I counted the people who got on the train, and there were less than thirty. This means that more than half of the total number of people who have damaged the security guard's self-destructive offensive attack. Our whisperer and file squad are the only teams that completely preserve the staffing at the time of entering, and the number of our two teams is nearly half of the total number here.

In a sense, the plan of the file was successful. Even if the people here knew that her team had obtained important information, there were few people who could share it. More importantly, according to the number of heads, her team will dominate the following exploration plan. I lit myself a cigarette, and in the quiet burning flame, I saw a cold smile on the file.

The first person to enter the train occupies the carriage that has just entered. Our whisperer and file squad two complete teams occupy the second quarter, and everyone else enters the third quarter. No one objected, as if it should have been distributed.

For a while, there was only breathing in the train.

This train is very similar to the subway train in the normal world in terms of appearance and interior decoration. It is stronger than everyone thinks. Even if it was hit by the laser beam of the security guard and was subjected to the aftermath of the explosion, it did not leave a conspicuous mark on the car body. I took out the folding knife and scratched the inner wall hard. A hard feeling came along the palm of my hand. The blade did not leave a mark on it.

These inner walls are bone white, I think they have not been painted, but the original color of this material. Since entering the ruling bureau, all kinds of new materials have been common.

About fifteen minutes later, the train departed again, during which no security guards were sent by the safety network system. I looked out from the square window, and many people, like me, silently bid farewell to the battlefield where the smoke had not dissipated. I used to imagine what happened when I was in a real war, but I never thought I would be involved in a battle so quickly. I do not regret stepping into such a world, but I am nostalgic for the peaceful past. At this moment, I think about what most people have thought about, what will happen to my future?

However, there is no reason to retreat. Even in the seemingly ordinary normal world, there are choppy fog events, which made me have to think about what should everyone do if the war comes and the end comes. In the past, the prophecy of the Eight Scenes guided me to move forward, and it will be the same in the future.

Witnessing too many deaths, unexpected surprises, and stormy futures, I think back to the people and things I encountered in the first half of my life. Now, I am no longer the childish child who wants to be a good student in order not to become lonely. With friends, friends, and wives, the dream of becoming a hero to save the world has occasionally fluttered. But I have to tell myself that it is impossible to save everyone.

… It doesn't matter if you can't be a hero for everyone ~ www.readwn.com ~ I still hope to be a hero, at least for some people. I glanced back at my wife, and Jin Jiang seemed to be boringly leaning on the back of the chair. What are the whisperers doing at this time?

I thought so faintly, waiting for the darkness of the tunnel to come.

Suddenly from light into darkness, I couldn't see anything. I only heard someone around me asking: "How long will it take to reach the thirty-three area?" The voice was Tritty.

Father Sisen's voice replied: "If it goes well, half an hour."

"You mean ..." Tracy's voice was a little disturbed, and apparently, she had never experienced the scene before. In the blink of an eye, the powerful adventurers are dead. They used their unimaginable power to temporarily throw away their personal gains and losses and launched an exciting counterattack. However, when they should have enjoyed the joy of victory, there was nothing The destruction of the signs fell on their heads. Instead, they seemed weak and had to survive in the gap between themselves.

This may be her, no, perhaps for most of the survivors, it is the first time to taste the true taste of impermanence. (...)