Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

I hugged the file, jumped down from the edge of the iron stand, and returned to the body of the teenager. The falling shíhòu has a special sense of lightness. If the prosthesis is a heavy lead, the body is now like a feather, yīyàng, When the air flow rolled over my ears, let me get there to seem to be able to hold up the buoyancy of the body. This is just a kind of gǎào. Our falling speed has increased and méiyǒu has changed accordingly. However, before falling to the foot of more than ten meters below, I raised my arm and shot a hook to climb the edge of the iron stand above. Our falling momentum was cushioned, but I did not choose the barbed wire below as a foothold, but swayed my body and jumped towards the space ahead "" Novel. The two of us just fell and swayed, looking for and passing through the gaps of the platform, promenade, gear lever mechanism, and sprinted downwards in such an unusual route.

In addition to using the hook to slow down the falling speed from time to time, our feet are almost méiyǒu landing on the ground, this mode of action, even the file never seems to have experienced, flushing on the face of stimulation and excitement, sharp eyes constantly With the whereabouts, looking for clues that kěnéng exists somewhere in sight. For me, although the body is naturally accustomed to this type of movement, there is still a shock like "first flight". In this whereabouts, even the initial jerky méiyǒu, ǎngóyǐ essence has gone through hundreds of thousands of times, and it inevitably produces a sense of both sight, and it seems that zìjǐ has done this in the past, so I think it is the past “Gaochuan” Or, it is the information heritage of the illusion of young Gaochuan that is at work. I felt at the beginning that zìjǐ could do this kind of thing, but the shíhòu who really did it still couldn't help but marvel at the heart.

The quark circled around, sometimes flying far away, turning into a black spot and slowly moving at the end of the field of vision. Sometimes around a huge arc, like the sky, like the earth, like a floating island suspended in the air, the shuttle between those platforms, corridors and huge machinery is like a raptor patrolling the territory.

Chain judgment works naturally. Just like instinct, before "thinking", yǐ refined into an invisible line, connecting me and quark, and then radiating in all directions with quark's body. In my mind, it is like a telescope floating on a kite and floating in the distance. The wide-angle lens angle will show a wider landscape than can be observed with normal vision. I don't really "see" those things. It's just that I have some shíme there.

In this landscape of mechanical structure that is repressive and heavy, and will never change, the file and I are like the only two, as small as ants. Although the falling shíhòu and the rapid airflow make us feel that the speed of travel is very fast, compared to the infinitely wide ideological waiter in this gǎào, the distance we traveled becomes worthless. therefore. Although several minutes passed, méiyǒu still saw the silhouette and changes. But it does not make people irritable.

Both the file and I believe that in this ideological waiter, there is definitely more than us. Moreover, this ideological servant will not remain silent forever, it will always produce some dangerous changes and become a clue to guide us. rúguǒ Here is the interior of the fine integration device. nàme, we always have to do some shíme, not just find a way out. There are certainly a few people who have similar ideas with us. Even, one side of the 51st League of Forces. Long ago, things will become like this, and this unexpected development is regarded as the key to their implementation plan.

The last destructive power generated by the integrated device of the Jing-shén had a devastating force. This change may also be regarded as the running-out of the integrated device of the shén. rúguǒ, the last rampage was not accidental, but a control method in the 51st district, nàme, and this time also. Just to bring everyone's consciousness into this service, the kěnéng nature of shíme is not very small, the 51st power alliance must be moving towards an important dìāng, or waiting for us to enter in a certain wèizhì By.

Perhaps this is an experiment of the Fifty-one District Forces Alliance on the fine integration device. Jung yǐjing has collected enough evidence to prove that the 51 area and méiyǒu completely control the Jingshén integration device. This is a mystery far beyond people ’s imagination. Therefore, it is worthwhile for people to spend their brains to study it. . Inferring from this thinking, in the depths of this ideological waiter, it is very kěnéng hiding the key to further control of this fine integration device.

It's just like

In the city of Las Vegas, the "Night of Valpus" constructed by the fragments of the fine integrated device. The fragment of the fine integration device that was taken away by the alienated Zuo Jiang is not something that exists in the normal waiter, but the core thing deep in the "Night of Valpus". Similar to this “infinite” gǎào ideological waiter, the night of Valpus in Las Vegas, in a sense, is also “infinite”. I will not forget the thundercloud sky at the end of ǎngóméiyǒu in the hotel building of that strange waiter, which is seen from the window and hangs under the earth.

This ideological waiter has so many similarities with the night of Valpus.

"Come!" I raised my head and looked into the distance where the quark was. The hook popped up again, grabbed a fixed jìnháng buffer, and fell on a huge lever that accompanied the rotation of the gear and kept going up and down. on. In the chain judgment that diverged from quark as the center, something shíme broke into the edge of the observation range and quickly flew beyond our direction. That's right, like flying yīyàng, completely méiyǒu must stop and be cramped. Originally it was only one or two, but in a few seconds of shí rape, the number of these moving objects quickly increased to hundreds.

Rúguǒ regards the observations of the chain judgment as radar, nàme, these things that break into the radar, like an air force launching a raid.

They are extremely fast, passing underneath the quark within a short while. They méiyǒu ignore the quark, maybe they do n’t care, or they even notice the existence of the quark. Quark fluttered back, but they were gradually pulled away. The file and méiyǒu I observed nàme far away, but she did trust me very much. As soon as she fell on the lever, she aimed at the direction I was looking at and was ready to fight.

After a few breaths, those flying objects appeared in the visual field. There is a kind of heavy roar, as if thunder came from a distant, mountain-like mechanical structure. When they got closer, and pierced through the gaps between the huge mechanical structures, the file and I finally confirmed that the one who came was an enemy.

The flying objects lined up in a neat and majestic queue. Just seeing it is enough to confirm the strong fighting will. The closer you are to us, the more you can get to this huge team.

"Military? Air force?" The file was dumbfounded, but immediately shouted: "Shit! Really the air force! More than a hundred, jet? No, really old antique propeller Gao Chuan, I méiyǒu dazzled? That is 'Spitfire'? "

"Spitfire" is a very famous fighter model in the Second War. At this moment, the air force rushing in the direction of where we are is a large force composed of more than one hundred "fire-breathing." The file and I had guessed. What kind of weirdness exists in this ideological service, and many strange things are conceived. Because this is an ideological attendant, we feel that there will be some anomalies that reflect some refined consciousness in weird shapes and ways of being. but. A "fire-breathing" force filled with the atmosphere of World War II is completely beyond speculation.

These fighters don't matter in appearance, momentum or movement. All filled with a lively, true breath. ǎngó We really returned to the sky of World War II, facing a bombardment from the sky. It's just that the location is not right, here is not the city, nor the wild. It is an endless, different space completely composed of various platforms, corridors, gear levers and other mechanical structures.

The file glanced at the revolver and crossbow in his hand, and asked me: "Can this thing be used to hit an airplane?"

"Maybe." I hugged her again and continued to fall down, "I haven't tried it. You can try it."

"It is indeed possible to try." The file smiled. "I have never used a pistol or crossbow to hit an airplane. I have done it with a rifle."

"Rúguǒ if they catch up," I said as I fell.

"They must catch up, otherwise, they must appear in this waiter, don't they? Boys." The file adjusted his body, put his arm on my shoulder, pointing away from the direction of the "spitfire" .

As the file said, this "fire-breathing" air force locked us, and as we fell, they also began to neatly turn around. Compared to our falling speed, their approach is undoubtedly faster, more fierce and full of malice. Suddenly, countless flames bloomed from there, and rows of striking fire power dotted lines crossed. Because the distance is too far, yǐjing is beyond the range of the file, so at the moment of the attack, I swayed the file into the gap of a group of gears. The bullets fired on the gear mechanism, splashing dense Mars. As I expected, these seemingly iron gears are extremely strong, and the channel material in the boundary line is almost indestructible.

"Have you been a mercenary shíhòu, have you ever done such a thing now? The file." I asked the file calmly in the fierce suppression of firepower. Even if it was confirmed that the bullet could not penetrate these gears, the unknown Air Force of World War II méiyǒu stopped attacking, no need to save ammunition.

"Frontly shake an air force?" The file shrugged. "Of course, méiyǒu, this is not an easy task, even if it is a second-level Mageweave Messenger, not everyone can do it."

"I also méiyǒu." I put the harlequin mask on my face and said quietly: "Now we have a chance to try it."

The file smiled slightly and played a gun: "As long as the bullet nénggòu hits in, I will méiyǒu problem."

After that, we were silent and moved forward with the rotation of the gear, keeping the relative wèizhì in this hiding place so as not to be twisted into the gear that bites and rotates. The flying brigade composed entirely of "spitfire" quickly approached in the observation of the quark, and the firepower méiyǒu covered on the gear mechanism stopped for a moment. Nowadays, this flying brigade is definitely not a normal product. The mystery they have So that they do not need to worry about the loss of ammunition and the cooling of the launcher, and even do not need to worry about fuel consumption, nénggòu never stops maneuvering in the air. rúguǒ and shíme's unusual dìāng, then you have to get to know it after you have met. Neither me nor the file think this is a masterpiece of some people who enter this ideological waiter with us from the outside, because the scale is too large.

"Is this the counterattack of this ideological servant?" The file murmured shíhòu, the formation of the flying brigade began to change, partly to the left, and partly to the right. Only the middle part still rushed towards the dìāng where we are. Before waiting for the flying squadrons around the sides to turn their noses, more than 30 "spitfires" flew past the gear mechanism where we were.

The roar engulfed all the sounds of this servant, and the fierce airflow formed a vortex in the narrow gap. Gap. These fighters. It's like performing stunts, one after another, almost wiping the gear mechanism, flying across the sides. However, it was precisely because of their behavior that the file and I got an excellent opportunity to fight back.

They are too close.

I almost saw the pilot staying in the cockpit, but the cockpit glass that should have been transparent. But it seems to be covered with a layer of frost, only to see the outline of the human figure indistinctly.

The file and I turned around involuntarily, dividing our enemies back to back. Just at the shíhòu where the file fired, I flew from the other side to the "post-spray" body that was close at hand. Although the méiyǒu brain hardware jìnháng calculates with high speed and accuracy, but the body instincts should be in shímeshíhòu, how to exert force to jump up in the shíhòu that these "spitfire" fighters pass by. Instead of falling into a void, or being hit. Crushed by a high-speed propeller. Even if it is just an old-fashioned fighter in World War II, it can be done properly if you jump to the best e person, or that the essence is beyond the reach of normal people, and such stunts can only be completed in movies.

but me. Such a thing is done easily. No brain calculation is required, and any force that interferes with the movement of the body in the air will not form a negative interference in this guòchéng, but become a real help. ǎngó At this moment, this body has the chain judgment ability. And the pseudo-swift ability possessed by the prosthetic state is surprisingly perfectly combined.

I landed lightly on a "spitfire" fuselage. Before this "spitfire" was alert and responded, I slightly raised the upper body, the right arm popped the blade, and plunged into the cockpit. The glass and méiyǒu have been mysteriously reinforced, and the blade has penetrated the human head with a vaguely visible outline. At the same time, there was an explosion sound behind me, and I did n’t need to look back. The quark ǎngózhīdào was always suspended in my heart. What it saw was just like what I saw, the file opened the machine gun continuously with the left wheel. , Smashed a "spitfire" cockpit, it seems to hit the driver, the "spitfire" like a broken kite has been falling, hit a huge gear, and instantly become A ball of fire. However, before the "spitfire" was destroyed, the left hand of the file pulled the trigger of the crossbow, and the galloping arrows pierced into the body of another "spitfire" like a bamboo, directly detonating the whole machine. body.

The file also did something incredible enough for the average person to be dumbfounded.

rúguǒ is not enough for these "spitfire" body defenses méiyǒu, that is, this "Gaochuan" equipment has a higher level of defense. This is the first time I have used these equipments, and now the effect is remarkable, which is also a relief. When I was talking about it later, I stirred my arm and pulled out the edge of the arm that was inserted into the head of the "spitfire" driver underneath. Because the fuselage lost the pilot's control, the flying posture began to become chaotic. Before it rolled, I activated the true speed-sweep superpower. The magic pattern became hot at this moment, and the tingling sensation penetrated into the skin, but it did not hinder any of my movements. Instead, it made me feel a power eruption from deep inside.

The burning soul seems to splash a lot of Mars at this moment.

The only invisible passage I can see ~ www.readwn.com ~ spread from my foothold to other "fire-breathing" fighters. The guòchéng formed by the passage is full of rhythm in my feelings, but compared with the flying speed of these "fire-breathing" jìnháng, it is as fast as always being there.

I supported the ground, crawled on my body, and exerted my strength with my feet, like a flying arrow, clinging to the fuselage and galloping away from the passage. Even when I jumped out of the fuselage and was in mid-air, there was still an impulsive force pushing me, making me feel like stepping on the ground and going backwards in these "spitfire" flying directions. The shy traitor of the waiter seems to be solidified, flowing slowly. In my perception, these high-speed flying "spitfires" are like the slow flowing thick yètǐ. The explosion in the distance, as well as the bullets and arrows shot from the file, showed a slow-motion state. In this slow waiter, only my speed is normal, no, it should be said that it is faster than usual.

I jumped into the second "fire-breathing" nose, dipped the arm blade into it, cut it straight along the midline of the fuselage to the tail, and then jumped onto the third fighter, drawing on the gourd.

Completely méiyǒu difficulty. Compared with me, they are too dull, too bulky, too fragile, just like cutting butter. I along the route formed by the invisible passage, all the way through the thirteen fighters, on the last "spitfire" jumped to the wèizhì where the file is located. To be continued ...