I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 551 Sissi’s Family

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In Sissi's villa, the sound of bombing in the distance caused Gregson, Watson and others to hide under the bunker in panic.

The ground was shaking faintly, and the rumble coming from the distance was frightening.

But compared to their panic, Sissi and Lisa seemed much calmer.

She was sitting on a chair with a backrest, holding a cup of coffee that Lisa had just brewed.Due to the vibration, the coffee in her hand rippled, and the crystal chandelier above her head was trembling slightly, as if it was teetering.

However, the shock came and went suddenly.

Sherlock stood up directly and went to the window, opened the curtains and looked outside.

On the skyline not far away, the sky-high firelight was waving like tentacles, and the orange-red light illuminated half of the sky.

Some soot even drifted here.

"What happened?" Gregson crawled out from under the table, a little shocked.

"It's a bombardment." Watson was very familiar with this. After all, he had just returned from the front line. "It was a bombardment from a land ship."

"Bombarding the city?" Gregson was a little incredulous.

"Maybe they encountered an enemy that is difficult for the army to deal with." Sherlock said, "That's the node there. They have actually been evacuating secretly since last night."

"That area is the old city." Sissi took a sip of coffee. "They are all wooden houses. If they explode, they will explode. As long as the location is still there, it doesn't really make any difference."

Sherlock turned to look at Sissi, and he looked around, "It doesn't look like there are many weapons here.

The living room here is very large and has a very advanced open-plan decoration of this era. You can clearly see the living room, kitchen and entertainment area at a glance.

They plan to stay in the villa and spend this chaotic time.

Although Sherlock is arrogant, he is also self-aware that there are things outside that he cannot deal with.There are people who specialize in dealing with these and providing some intelligence help is the best option.

Sissi stood up slowly, walked to the door, opened the door of the shoe cabinet, and opened the shoe cabinet shelf, revealing the hidden compartment behind it.

Several rifles are placed tightly in the black sponge depression.

Her movements hadn't stopped yet, and she was walking in the large living room like a leisurely stroll. Then she opened the wardrobe on the other side, and also opened the mezzanine like a trick to reveal the things inside. There were rows of heavy weapons inside. , howitzers, Vulcans, etc.
Then, she entered the open kitchen and opened the mezzanine inside the cabinet. Inside were some sniper rifles.

There are bolt snipers used during world wars, and there are also more advanced heavy sniper rifles of this era.

The kitchen drawers in the middle were also opened one by one, and the mezzanine was opened to reveal items such as cold weapons and grenades inside...

In just the blink of an eye, the room that originally looked pretty and exquisite turned into a small arsenal.

There were so many weapons and so many types that even Gregson, a police officer, was shocked.

There are so many weapons that I don’t even know which one to choose.

Gregson looked at Sissi, "Have you reported all your weapons?"

"Don't commit an occupational disease, officer." Sherlock walked to a shoe cabinet, randomly picked a rifle and picked it up, then made a shooting posture, then changed another rifle and held it in his hand, "If she If there is no way to solve the source of these guns, they will not be exposed to you."

He looked at Gregson, "If you can deal with the jeep outside, you can naturally deal with these guns. And now is not the time to care."

Gregson also felt that what he said made sense. He walked to the closet on one side and took out a Vulcan Gatling gun. This gun was placed on the ground, so he almost lost his temper when taking it down. pick up.

"This gunman may be inconvenient to use." Sissi said.

She walked over and opened a hidden door on the side of the cupboard.Behind the door are two unarmored exoskeletons.

"This is also an exoskeleton armor produced by Behemoth Company, used for transportation, but using this can help you assist in using this Gatling." Sissi said, "But I recommend the one next to it, the 30mm cannon for tanks. There are two types of bullets, depleted uranium bullets and explosive and armor-piercing incendiary bombs, which can penetrate most of today's ground weapons and aviation weapons."

Watson quickly stepped forward and took down the cannon that Sissi was talking about. It had a white metal barrel and was about the same length as a sniper rifle.It feels heavy in the hand, even a little difficult, not to mention the recoil after it is launched.It would be a good idea to shatter his wrists, but one shot would probably destroy one of his arms.This is obviously also used with exoskeletons.

Watson couldn't hold it anymore, so he put it on the table on one side. He looked around and said with emotion, "I really want to stay here forever. There are some weapons I have never seen in the army."

"I don't want to receive you." Sissi curled her lips and said.

"Don't you still have mechas here?" Sherlock asked.

"Can you drive it?" Sissi said.

"You'll know it after you learn it." Sherlock said, "I usually don't learn something for more than 10 minutes."

Sissi sighed and then said, "Come with me."

She looked at Gregson, "You should be able to fly a mecha too, sir."

"Just call me Gregson." Gregson said. "To you, I am [-]% old like a fossil, but I would rather believe that I am still a young man, not to mention that I am young to begin with."

"Actually, I think you look much younger than you are, Gregson." Mrs. Hudson said from one side.

She also came to the villa with Sherlock, holding a cup of hot coffee to relieve her inner panic.

Gregson raised his eyebrows, "Tell me, how old am I?"

Mrs. Hudson looked at Gregson from top to bottom and said, "About 50 years old. He should be over 50 years old, right?"

Gregson didn't speak, but turned his head silently and looked out the window.

Hudson looked at Sherlock with some confusion, "Did I say something wrong?"

"You have to understand that he is a policeman. He often doesn't distinguish between day and night, and he doesn't eat on time, so he naturally ages much faster." Sherlock said, "He is only three years older than me."

Both Hudson and Watson looked at Gregson with his back turned to them in disbelief.

"He looks 20 years older than you," Locke muttered.

"It's normal. Not everyone's age is what they look like on the outside." Sissi said quietly, "In other words, most of them don't look the same. What can be seen on their faces is mostly suffering and happiness"

"How old are you?" Sherlock looked at Sissi with a glimmer in his eyes.

Sissi curled her lips and said, "If I were told that I am over a hundred years old, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it," said Sherlock.

"Then there's no need to talk." Sissi shrugged.

She said slightly mysteriously, "A woman's age is a secret."

Sherlock seemed to want to say something else, but the shaking from the ground attracted his attention.

The vibrations range from far to near and are accompanied by a loud rhythm.

Sherlock stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside.

A huge creature was heading towards them at an alarming speed.

(End of this chapter)