[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Chapter 50

When it comes to that snake-eyed man, Huang knows him well.

The head of state more than ten years ago is somewhat different from the head of state of today, although Yamata no Orochi's plan to invade other countries started at least 20 years ago.The federation annexed several small neighboring countries step by step. On the surface, it formed a federation peacefully. Who knows if it is intimidating and luring behind the scenes like harassing the empire?Not every "shady" needs a high-sounding reason, at least Yamato Orochi doesn't need it. The sentinel who took the initiative to accept the body modification experiment code-named Hydra just wanted to become stronger.

This includes the snake's prosthetic eye transplant, and perhaps other organs, anyway, I don't know more Huang.

Snakes have poor eyesight, so the prosthetic eye was not dug from the snake—it was artificially imitated.The most important thing is that it retains the heat-sensitive film design on the buccal fossa, and the heat wire can be seen, which is equivalent to a self-propelled heat locator.Coupled with the sensory sensitivity of the sentinel itself, even the dark sentinel can't surpass him in simply identifying the target.

Yasha did not live up to Huang's trust, neither sneaked nor disappeared. Although this shot did not directly snipe, but under the cooperation and suppression of Yi Mulian, Bi Anhua must not be able to escape. It must be a chance.

But Huang was still careless after all.

He actually believed the nonsense of Bianhua, "the head of state is not in the capital at this time", can the whereabouts of a head of state be so easily told to others?

The sound of "whoosh" was indeed very small, and it was even more insignificant in the scream of Bianhua.Yimulian almost missed the second gunshot, but Huang could not, he felt the alarm from the nerve endings—the second gunshot, the bullet was aimed at him, because the sound of the wind was approaching.

Death is very abstract.

The other shore flower disappeared from his vision, and he selectively ignored all irrelevant things.He stood in the empty garden in the sky, and the extravagance and drinking at the dinner party downstairs had nothing to do with him. There was only one sound left in his mind——the sound of the bullets flying in the wind, he recognized it as the pointed tip bomb.Rather than stop working and get stuck rolling in his brain, the bullet would go right through his temple, going in on the left and out on the right.

He still did not forget to make a judgment, the bullet was flying from a direction of 07 degrees at an elevation angle of 30:18, and the wind tonight was tailwind, which would bring it to his forehead faster, and he could almost see the The picture of my own brain bursting.

The location where the bullet was fired was the new building being built by the hotel. It was not yet completed, and the concrete was piled up. He couldn't even see the person standing in the building and sniping at him.But he could immediately think of Yamato no Orochi.

Ordinary sentries can only shoot with the help of infrared scopes in this night, and the scope of the scopes is not so wide... But those are "snake eyes". Alternate thermal images.

Yamata no Orochi was probably the person he least wanted to approach in his short childhood memory, and this mysterious man was not only in the capital, but also ready to kill him, the "betrayer", at any time.

When he turned his head, the bullet seemed to be frozen in the air, stopping less than ten meters away from him.

The gentle night breeze hugged him.

Time, space, everything is frozen.Only Yimulian dropped the tile in his hand, even 92 forgot to pick it up and rushed over to fish him out of the pool of blood, his eyes were dead silent.

Wow, not even you feel sorry for me.He thought dully in his heart, but he didn't feel the pain of being shot through the temple. Didn't the pain-sensing nerve grow there?

Yimulian pushed his forehead hair aside, and asked him quietly: "Are you afraid of death?"

Huang leaned on the opponent's knee, thinking that your white trousers are going to turn into red... Oh, forget it, anyway, he won't be able to see him in the future, so just be red: "What do you know, this is called Sentinel Romance."

"There is no romance, but there are both rotten and romantic."

It was rotten and rotten thoroughly, and when I looked back, I could count how many puddles of brains there were on the ground.

"This seems to be the first time that even the Marshal made a bad joke." Huang Le said to himself, "Oh, so does the ring tone of your mobile phone. That's the second time."

Yimulian's eyes seemed to be looking at a deceased elder. Unreasonable and expected, this kind of death was very ordinary, and it was most difficult for people to express their feelings: "So you have heard of it."

"I remember... press 1 to find you, press 2 to find the marshal? It's so courageous, I pressed 1 dozens of times and you didn't answer."

"My memory is reversed, please press 1 to find the marshal."

"That's not important. I...do I seldom call you?"

"Only once." Most of the time, he glanced over and blinked: "It's like parting from life and death."

Isn't this life and death?

Don’t say it, it’s not easy to die. The head of state personally went out and huddled in the dilapidated building that hasn’t even been fully paved with steel bars before killing me. Thinking about it, I was at the gate of hell before. How many times have you jumped, and if you don't have the protagonist's halo, this is the end.

Huang thought for a while, and said, "There is no need to change the coffin, the previous one is quite good, it can be used again after washing and scrubbing..."

Yimulian covered his pierced temple: "No, no, I think you can still save it."

"I've been thinking about something for a long time." Huang interrupted: "Yimulian, you are not a person who is driven by emotions. Haven't you ever suspected me? I am a member of the Federation, and I am from the Secret Service. I am not even an ordinary sentinel. It's called the Dark Sentinel, but it's actually a monster that's neither human nor ghost."

Good guy, no matter what, it is also a species that is described in textbooks as hypnotizing, earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, but you said that it is neither human nor ghost.

"You are my sentinel."

"We are not bonded."

"Spiritual union isn't union? I'm so hurt."

Huang was surprised: "...Marshal Lian, what's wrong with you?" Has your temperament changed drastically after being hit by my death?

"Come and count how many times you have saved me. One attempted kidnapping by a nobleman, one arson case, one paper mill bombing case, one 'well', and two roulette games. A total of six times." Yimu counted with his fingers. : "I owe you six lives, you can think about how I can pay you back now."

"Are you sick?"

Huang moved dissatisfied, and felt a mess of some kind of liquid flow out of his forehead, which probably made Yimulian sick: "What are you doing, this is to liquidate? You have the guts, anyway, these are nothing compared to an eye."

The air froze for a moment.

"……You knew already."

"How long do you want to hide it from me? Are you worried that I will have a psychological barrier when I sleep with you?"

"no……"

"Are you so careless about your own safety because you haven't joined yet? General, you are so bold."

No, you don't have to know.I'm good to you, you don't need to know - if Huang finds out about this small thought, he will probably say "I'll fuck you" again.

Wrong, this is instinct.Just like you would block the bullet for me in the first place, protecting the other party has become the first instinct in the sequence of stress response.Yimu opened his mouth again and again, hesitant to speak.Huang's breathing became weaker and weaker, and blood trickled down the back of his head, soaking his dress trousers in a mess. With this amount of bleeding, even if it wasn't the temple that was pierced, it might be hopeless.

Dark Sentinel is not Superman.

"It's about this time." Yimulian was helpless, it's about this time, why is this person still so aggressive?

"There is something I want to confess to you." Huang suddenly put away his cynical side just now, as solemn as if he was going to attend the funeral of some comrade in arms: "You must be dissatisfied with my leaving without saying goodbye Bar?"

Yimulian didn't answer.

Huang then went on talking to himself: "Yanyanluo should have handed over that letter to you, otherwise he wouldn't have been robbed by Bianhua."

"letter?"

"Business needs, I have to leave for a while, at least it will take half a year, take good care of yourself, rest properly, don't do it yourself if you can leave it to others. Take care, don't read it."

"You didn't write this, did you? How can you speak so politely..."

"Of course, you still expect a sentinel from the Secret Service to have literary qualities?" Huang felt cold in his heart, and for a while, he was like a young man who was about to leave his hometown. He knew that it would be good for him to pass this hurdle, but he still struggled: Said this letter is very affectionate, how can it be affectionate."

"Who knows."

"So having said all that..."

"Ok?"

"Can you not remarry?"

"..."

"It's selfish." Huang raised his eyelids with difficulty, as if expecting some unrealistic promise from Yimulian.

The quicksand rolled up from one eye to the bottom of the eye, as if it could set off a stormy sea. The meaning was ambiguous, and it was really confusing.And he just paused, the "OK" was almost ready to come out.

Huang quickly interrupted his promise, he didn't even have time to pronounce the good word, Huang recognized the mouth shape, and already got the answer he wanted.

"What? I never thought of dying."

Yimulian disappeared immediately, and the blood and brains spilled all over the ground also disappeared. Huang also collapsed on the ground with the two hollows on his temples, everything reset, and the bullet still vaguely stopped less than one meter in front of his eyes. The place.

There was a slow "That's good" from the other party in the mental connection, and he couldn't help biting his lip. The bullet began to spin so finely that it was almost ignored. He could even see the small moving track formed by the high-speed rotation of the bullet. Ring after ring, exactly the same as the exaggerated special effects in Hollywood movies-seeing is believing, which is the result of him forcibly amplifying the frequency of perception to twenty times.

All Sentinels knew that challenging the limits of the human body was a near-suicidal thing, not to mention the shocking figure of twenty times!

But he wants to live, he doesn't want to, and he can't die here.

He turned his head to avoid the whistling bullets that almost rubbed the air around him into sparks. This surreal thing, which should have been impossible, was almost easily accomplished with the Sentinel's perception frequency as high as twenty times. However, such There must be no price for the ease, he can no longer hear the sound of the wind, he can no longer see the rotation of the bullet, and he can't even feel the pain in his brain caused by forcing himself.

The bullet passed and nailed into the glass on the other side of the conservatory garden, and the glass shattered, but he couldn't hear it either.

He knew what he was facing, and it was a bit similar to the influence of "well" on the guide, which was also something that could directly kill the sentinel.

- fugue.

tbc

*Fugue: Mentioned above. (When Sentinels fully focus on one of the five senses, they can no longer pay attention to everything around them except the target, and may be permanently trapped in their own mental picture and lose contact with the outside world. At this time, they cannot Perceiving danger, a large number of sentries died.) ← This paragraph is purely copy, let’s add an explanation. Compared with the "well", the well directly traps the guide in it. It seems that the person in the "well" is also described as a vegetative person. Guide, fugue is not a terminal illness for sentinels. Some elderly sentinels will experience it from time to time due to improper control. It is not as dangerous as "well". Was attacked~