[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Chapter 51

"Oh, sir, I want to fuck you!" Yasha jumped up from the railing. Although he locked the door vigilantly after reaching the top floor, he couldn't stop outsiders from breaking in.Well, you have a treaty that guarantees personal safety, it's pure nonsense, no, no, no, brothers, talk about it, don't just hold me with a gun, can you do it!

Yasha staggered to dodge the stray bullets from the silencer, while weighing the former king in his hand——SSG3000 is indeed not accurate, but the rate of fire is not good!Do you panic when you are being hunted down with a sniper rifle in your hand? Brothers, speak up if you have something to say!

He was chased around the rooftop!As expected of the Federation's home court, Bi'anhua screamed and summoned more than a dozen sentries in plain clothes and armed with guns. Yasha didn't find a cover in advance, and almost suffered the loss of being secretly snooped under the moonlight.He scurried and hid behind the water tank. He didn't think of how to get out for a moment, but he still couldn't help but glanced down at what was going on in the hanging garden.

The shards of glass shattered all over the ground. In order to avoid the surprise attack, he could only temporarily shield everything in the Hanging Garden from the range of perception. After another look, things did not develop as he had imagined before.

Yimulian didn't grab the 92.

The reason is simple, it fell on the ground, and it is relatively close to the Bianhua, and secondly...

There are also many federal sentries in plain clothes in the hanging garden. Yimulian raised his arms and faced the gun. He had no other option but to surrender.

Damn, how can I lose? !Yasha almost jumped up—where's the former Marshal?Do you just watch your guide being slaughtered by the enemy's knife?

The answer is obviously no.

He was looking for the figure of another person in the hanging garden, and soon found it.

The guard sentry closest to Bianhua suddenly fell to the ground convulsing all over. This was the most obvious symptom of cyanide poisoning. Yasha had studied chemistry and was very familiar with the clinical reactions of this poisoning.

A black figure sneaked into the group of sentries under the moonlight, and there was a loud gunshot. Yasha couldn't help but whistled, knowing that it was a certain former marshal who was about to kill.He even fired a shot into the sky to add to the fun, without realizing that the two were in a bad state.

The two sentries noticed the anomaly, and took the lead to protect the chief federal guide, but it was useless. Then he saw Huang grabbed the two heads and patted them together, and the two skulls collided under strong pressure, making a sound Deafening crisp sound.

Dude, you are so handsome!

It is no exaggeration to say that the sound absolutely shook the sentries around. Human beings can be numb to shooting and being shot, but they will definitely not be indifferent to this most primitive violence - Huang did not waste this opportunity. Half a second was long enough for the sentry. He grabbed the pistol from the sentry whose skull had been dented by a large piece, and casually shot the sentry who reacted the fastest.

The shooting feel is familiar, and it is not surprising that the Browning MK3 with double-row magazines has become the federal standard military gun.

The sentry's reaction was obviously not fast enough. As soon as the pistol was raised high enough to shoot, it was directly knocked out. The bullet penetrated into the palm of the hand, and the sentry knocked away the other people rushing up behind him. Like seeing the end of the world.

Bullets contain toxic substances!

——This means that even just a scratch can cause a fatal blow.

War is not a child's play, the Federation can be ruthless, and of course the Empire can too.The other "corpse" Huang didn't let go, and it had a greater use—the second bullet fired from the tall building a hundred meters away, aimed at the back of his head with terrifying precision. , Huang couldn't hear the sound clearly, his five senses were as dull as a guide, and everything was guided by an unknown persistence.

He hurriedly turned his head, pressed the forehead of the "corpse" and slammed into the direction of the bullet!

It doesn't matter whether it is a corpse now, anyway, it will soon become a corpse.He didn't care to look at it at all, the momentum of the bullet's high-speed flight directly weakened his hand, and the corpse escaped his control and directly crashed into the crowd.If he took a special look at it, he would find that the sharp-pointed bullet that blocked people from killing people from killing people from killing people was stuck in the strongest teeth in the human body.

Yamato no Orochi's second shot missed.

This should have been a happy news, but his smoke grenade earrings have been used up, and he is undisguisedly mingling among the sentinels and cannot escape being sieved... MK3 has 14 rounds of ammunition. More than enough for most pistols.

But in less than two seconds just now, the encirclement has been formed, no matter how brave soldiers are pointed at by guns from all directions, there is no room for survival, let alone...

"No.17, you are a traitor to the Federation, it is a disgrace. Since you are back, the information has also been brought... We will analyze your brain, and it is not difficult to extract the memory." Behind him, clutching his left face soaked in blood, without a faint smile, he was as ferocious as a crazy jealous woman: "It's not that the Federation has given you a chance."

Huang's expression was very indifferent.

Bianhua could feel his killing intent without even stretching out her mental tentacles, and couldn't help but took another step back: "I told them a long time ago that once monsters like Dark Sentinel have self-awareness, they will no longer be controlled. They were indifferent."

She said a few more words, and soon realized something was wrong.

——Huang obviously didn't intend to communicate with her.

He walked all the way carrying MK3, as if he didn't see the cold muzzle of the gun at all, her face suddenly turned cold, and she ordered softly: "Shoot."

The bullet is loaded, and in the next second, there should be a hail of bullets that can be seen with closed eyes, and a corpse that fell heavily to the ground covered in blood holes...

Betrayed the trust of the motherland, die, lackey of the empire!

A sentry gritted his teeth viciously, opened his eyes wide and pulled the trigger—the traitor was shot and killed by a united fire, what could be more exciting and exciting than this? !However, the imaginary gunshot did not ring out, and he soon realized that not only himself, but even the sentinels around him failed to pull the trigger!

He seemed to be entangled with his index finger by the guide's pheromone, and he couldn't pull the trigger, and even lost consciousness, as if there was no index finger there in the first place.

What's going on!

The angle of the gun in his hand changed little by little, and finally the muzzle of the black hole pointed at himself. Most of the sentries chose to discard the pistol immediately.

Bianhua didn't have time to care about Huang who was approaching step by step, she let go of her left hand covering her bloody face, and pointed to the one-eyed guide who was lying not far away: "Change the target of the battle, and deal with the guide first!"

She didn't pay attention to why the one-eyed guide suddenly fell down, and she didn't think that he was so exhausted because the sentry borrowed his five senses.

In the war between sentinels, any guide may become the rat shit that ruined the pot of soup.

And this sentence turned out to be a compliment.She gritted her teeth thinking.

She has always been very confident in her mental power, and looking at the entire Federation, she has no doubt that any guide will be her opponent, and she never thought that one day there will be a guide who is better than her.She could have justified herself by saying that she was temporarily weak due to excessive blood loss, but she didn't, because...

Her spiritual tentacles were even blocked by a barrier the moment she opened them from her side!

She obviously hoped that this was an accident, so she pushed it again, and it was blocked by the barrier again.She couldn't help being a little annoyed and a little anxious, so she shot a mental hint - she can resist this barrier, but the gang of sentries around her can't do that, if you don't get rid of Yimulian as soon as possible, who knows that no one can stop it What would the Dark Sentinel do.

But she regretted it when she shot it. The mental tentacles had just touched Yimulian, and she noticed that there was another layer of spiritual barrier on Yimulian's body. The tentacles suddenly seemed to be swallowed and digested by a monster. All the parts that touched the shield surface They all began to fester and melt, and finally turned into a pool of invisible guide pheromones in the air.

"What!" Bi'anhua couldn't accept this fact, and quickly backed away, her skirt was almost crushed by herself, she fell to the ground and shook her head in disbelief.

impossible!

I have been in contact with your mental barrier, it was definitely not like this at the time!

The guide who lost one eye in the explosion of the resonance bomb was mentally weak enough that she could crush it with one foot—she thought it was ridiculous, instead of using the mental barrier to protect her more fragile self, she chose to leave the barrier Gave it to the Sentinels!

No wonder Huang was immune to the influence of her psychological hints even though he was hit by Hei Qingming's so-called black whistle DNA decomposing agent before. It turned out that it was because Yimulian still had a nearly impenetrable mental barrier, which had been protecting him all the time. That reckless sentinel, her mental suggestion is only a ghost if she succeeds!

She didn't have a chance to immerse herself in the memories anymore. A sentry's corpse flew past her, the smell of blood filled her nostrils, and the smell of the federal special poison in the blood was pungent and choking.She felt that it was time to escape, why didn't Yamato no Orochi come to rescue her?Did he give up on her? !

She clenched the Type 92 that she had just snatched, and pulled the safety on desperately, but there was no movement. This is either a fake gun, or... a modified gun that can only be used by those who have passed the pheromone or fingerprint test. gun.

"No.17, your childhood companions are still here, the Federation is your home!" After trying to directly input spiritual hints to Huang to no avail, she could only throw down her face and shouted at him in front of everyone. Played the emotional card: "No.17, you have a name, and your friends, No.16, No.18, they all have names, don't you want to..."

Huang still ignored her.

This doesn't mean that NO.16 and NO.18 are not attractive to him, it's just that he doesn't want to care about them now.

He still had a gunshot wound on his right hand, but he didn't seem to feel the pain. He pinched into the jaw of a dying sentry with force like iron tongs, grabbed the opponent forcefully and threw it to the ground, smashing it into the grass The only brick floor.She saw something round and bounced it upwards, before she had time to think about it, cold sweat was already streaming from her back to her buttocks.

This is a unilateral killing, meaningless, Huang should not do this kind of thing, and will only follow the principle of catching the thief first, and attacking her, at least according to the several "convicts" in the database, this is the case. But what? !

She suddenly thought of a word... there were many crazy sentries around her, and those sentries who were killed by her resonance bomb because of the guide were in this state before they died-there was only one person in their hearts who wanted to kill her Thoughts, can't think, can't hear anything.

Those crazy sentries are easy to deal with. Without a guide, they are already lambs waiting to be slaughtered. She only needs to use spiritual hints to assist them, and these lambs will be sent to the "beheading platform", and their bodies seem to be broken. It fell vertically like a thread, and there was no more life.But this time is different, this is a dark sentinel with a guide and assistant stronger than herself, she is helpless and cannot escape.

But she is the chief guide of the Federation, and no one would want her to die—even if there are countless people in the army who hate and dislike her, there will still be loyal Federation soldiers who are willing to fight and die to protect her.Several sentries rushed over to block her, and wrestled with the ferocious dark sentinel, but they were easily thrown out by pinching their arms in the air, and then there were two clear gunshots.

"No.18 is not dead yet, he is in the ice cellar, I believe you will want to meet him." She grinned: "Compared to the empire that doubts you and hurts you, the Federation will be a more suitable place for you."

Huang didn't seem to hear, and pointed the gun directly at her forehead.

He was expressionless, but she had no doubt that she was being hated.

"...Forget it." The Bianhua red dress was spread all over the floor, and at a glance, it was still the Bianhua sea blooming in the Central Opera House of the Imperial Capital. She was not afraid of death, her red lips parted lightly, and there was even a little infatuation in her eyes : "I will never be the only one who falls into hell."

You will go to hell with me too.

"..."

Huang's expression fluctuated a bit, she waited for the opportunity, and threw the 92 smeared with her own blood back into Huang's arms - there's no way you wouldn't pick it up, this is your most precious gun, it's unique, You will definitely accept the gun that only your fingerprint can open!

What is blood, it is full of pheromones!Leaving Hongye, who was responsible for sowing the "fire seed", the conditions for her to detonate the resonance bomb have become harsher, but the only thing that has never changed is the direct contact of the pheromone.

This sudden move really confused the irritable sentinel. Arara caught 92 and threw it out immediately, with blood all over his gloves. Ichimoren and him summed up Abe Seimei's inference about the resonance bomb transmitted by pheromone. He didn't forget.

Bianhua raised her hand and saw another sentinel who died from a resonance bomb, but she quickly gave up with a "tsk"—the mental barrier completely protected Huang in the shield, she didn't dare to try it rashly, who knew Could this be the shield that crushed his spiritual tentacles again...

and many more?

When will the berserk Sentinel think again?No, this is not madness at all!Killing was an instinct that a furious sentinel couldn't restrain.

She stared straight into Huang Wushen's eyes: "Are you fugue?"

The sentinel of fugue can think normally, but he has lost all perception of the outside world... so where did these five senses come from?

Bianhua would not ask such a stupid question, and there was obviously only one answer - "borrowed" from the guide through empathy.This can also explain where the special shield came from. During the synesthesia, the power of the guide's spiritual power will be three times that of the usual one, and the spiritual barrier will inevitably change due to this effect!

That's just the product of the fusion of killing intent and protection.Bianhua sneered, thinking that the empire had done some human experiments like the Federation, and came up with something incredible... It turned out that it was just the idea of ​​an ordinary guide holding up the death scythe for protection.

And her?She is far from dying!

Tripling the output power not only means a higher load, but also a faster depletion of mental power.

She laughed, and said to Huang Lang who was about to pull the trigger on her in the next moment: "If you are willing to let your guide die of mental exhaustion, then you can continue!"

Another group of sentries rushed forward, and Huang Teng punched them away with his right hand, which was soaked in blood from inside to outside. For a moment, he didn't understand what Bi'anhua meant.

Was it just gibberish to distract him?

"Do you think how much it will consume the guide while maintaining such a large mental barrier while maintaining empathy? Once I make up my mind to use my mental power to fight to the death, in your opinion, will I die first or he will die first?"

Just a command of "can't shoot" in a large area is enough to kill half of life with one glance. Even if she uses the mental tentacles to make a suicide attack, she must not be the first to be exhausted!

After all, what she said reminded Huang.Huang relied too much on the sentinel's keen five senses, he would not pay attention to other things, let alone how terrifying Yimulian's short breathing sound was.

He made a choice between destruction and reason, and took the opportunity of twisting the neck of another sentry who came up to block bullets for Bianhua to look back. He looked the same as before, he fell outside the invisible barrier, curled up as if thrown into an ice cellar, his back trembling every now and then.

The gang of sentinels couldn't shoot or beat him, so they chose the crowd tactics and stood in front of their chief guide like a wall, waiting for the bell of death to rescue them from the battlefield at any time.

Huang couldn't even see the flowers on the other side.

He stepped back a few steps, and the sentries finally realized that they were gradually gaining the upper hand and were about to catch up immediately. At this moment, a gunshot sounded, and the head of the first sentry who caught up exploded—the shooter seemed to have finally escaped. I'm sleepy, and I have the energy to help.

He didn't love to fight, he picked up Yimulian and left quickly.

Two days ago, in the name of taking a walk, he placed lifelines on the roofs of several buildings, and it finally came into use.He didn't even have time to buckle the safety rope, so he jumped down from the hanging garden holding the rope. The rope was not long enough. He felt that his left shoulder was dislocated, but he didn't feel any pain. He swayed, knocked open a not-closed window and swung into it. in the hallway.

The army didn't dare to raid the guest room floor. He didn't even think about going around the emergency escape stairs. There were pursuers behind him. He went straight to the underground parking garage. God knows, there will always be a late unlucky guy who happens to be there at this time. Stopping the car, he wanted to drag the driver out directly to knock him out, but the driver suddenly said "bamboo" to him and jumped out of the car with his hands up, pretending to be coerced.

Huang still knocked out the driver, so as to save this unlucky guy from being caught by the Federation for questioning.He got into the car, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, knocked open the gate of the parking lot that was gradually closing, and walked away without looking back.

No one chased them out, and the Federation didn't dare to do anything to foreign guests in a public place where there were outsiders.

"Turn off the barrier!" He took off his gloves, but unfortunately even the back of his hand was covered with blood, he had no choice but to pat Yimulian's face.

Yimu moved for a while, but did not withdraw the barrier.

The front of the car was hit, and the jumbled car was running on the national highway. They had to leave this place that was likely to be monitored 24 hours a day like the imperial capital.Huang urged: "I told you to shut it down!"

If Yimulian had the energy now, they would probably have a fight, which would be the second time they've ever had a fight.

But obviously, Yimulian didn't have the energy to quarrel.Even the empathy was forcibly terminated, let alone closing the barrier. Huang once again returned to the small black room of Shenyou, and he didn't have the strength to step on the gas pedal again...

The car overturned from the national highway.

tbc

*Frenzied: (Sentinels are in an extreme state of rage or fighting, and their five senses have reached the strongest level, completely out of rational control. Such sentries are the most powerful and dangerous, and often occur when their guides are injured or When killed.) ← copy of