Abyss Express

Foreword:

The greatest courage in the world is grace under pressure.

— Ernest Miller Hemingway

[Part① Revenge Battle]

Once again, the executioner died on the front line again.

He has died by Jiang Xueming's hands more than 30 times. Since the first failure, the subsequent angel babies have to accept new VR training courses and learn lessons from these battle memories.

But this time, his enemy has become a meteor.

"Oh Hoho" the executioner pulled out his execution sword, his expression became rich and natural, he spoke fluently and clearly, and spoke Japanese with the intruder, "We meet again, little mouse."

At a distance of more than ten steps, Meteor's soul power revealed his true body. [Mr. Wham Rap·Mr. Wei Meng] looks like a mech warrior, full of childishness.

It has a bright rose color all over its body, and it is different from ordinary human-shaped souls. It has four strong arms, which are the leg structure of the six-legged double-pronged rhinoceros beetle.

The front breastplate shines with metallic luster, like the great armor of a general.

The joints where the four arms link the torso are also covered with armor, and the helmet pocket is a bifurcated horn-like protrusion structure of a unicorn.

The elytra behind him made a low whistle, which was consistent with Meteor's standing posture, and the two thick thighs contained amazing strength.

It's like a blazing fire—

——Slightly open both palms and clenched fists. It is the ferocious posture of the four-armed Shura.

Bu Meteor: "What the fuck is your dog called? Who are you calling a mouse!"

Executioner: "Two hundred million years ago, the ancestors of Homo sapiens were mice. In the eyes of an artificially selected advanced life form like mine, you are an unevolved little mouse."

Saying so, the executioner revealed a playful look in his eyes.

He raised his right arm holding the sword with a look of contempt, and gently stroked the elbow joint of his right arm with his left hand.

The executioner tore off Meteor's arm before, and the wound was here.

"Does your broken arm still hurt? Hehehe"

"There will still be neuralgia? Transplanting prosthetic bones will always leave phantom limb pain, and it is useless to turn on the pain suppressor. A shoddy natural Homo sapiens like you, even if you use the equipment of Shinto City, the brain will miss the past The human body—they mistakenly believe that the former limbs still exist, that dogs cannot change to eat feces, and wild boars cannot swallow fine chaff.”

"Let me guess your motive?"

The executioner tilted his head, and his pupils began to slack. The double pupils that were originally focused and locked were now underestimating the enemy and not paying attention to the meteor at all.

"Come to seek revenge on me? Or is the wanted criminal who caused havoc in the city your accomplice? No matter what."

He pointed his sword at the meteor—

"—Anyone who trespasses on the night patrol center will be shot to death."

"I'm going to crush you"

I haven't finished talking--

"—Hot Wind·Hot Wind!"

Meteor strode forward, his hair fluttered with the airflow brought by the emergence of the spirit body, and the rose pyroxene spewed bright flames from the VENOM mechanism on his right arm.

The fire light followed the forearm and big arm and spread all the way to the torso. The moment it was stained with the power of the soul, it turned into a rage of the unity of mind and body!

[You still have time to listen to this guy finish his lines, how patient you are]

In an instant, the executioner's head was severely injured!

Before he could react, with the blessing of the electronic prosthetic eye, his dynamic vision could catch bullets——

——When he came back to his senses, he fell back into another logistics room with his body sprawled out!

what happened?

Don't understand at all? !

I was clearly standing in front of him just now? ! Why did he suddenly fall into the assembly workshop of Yiku?

Why?

The bright red fist beat out a sonic boom, and the bright red spirit body, like a warrior general, flapped its wings and charged in coordination with the meteor, like a wild horse that had run away, because of the range limitation, it could not burst out with the highest speed and output. ——

——The chaotic shadows of fists were like beating drums, making explosions that broke through the sound barrier in the air.

Until the meteor catches up quickly and [Mr. Wham Rap·威蒙] has close contact with the executioner again, the bionic cyborg climbs up from the ground in a state of embarrassment, his eyes are full of inconceivable!

"Such a powerful Soul Power! And that bright red VENOM!"

"Hot wind! Are you helping him!"

In just three seconds, the spirit body and the nano armor collided more than twenty times!

The body of the executioner was vigorous, and the execution sword was also sent flying by the impact of huge force——

— But the strange thing is that he didn't suffer any damage.

Whether it's the various values ​​in the HUD or the physical sensations of the body, even if the executioner disarms the pain suppressor, he can barely feel any pain as he has no power to fight back!

These seemingly fierce fists brought a strong wind, but when they fell on him, they were like gentle drizzle, pushing him, causing his body to fall out of balance, bouncing rapidly in the room, falling and rolling like a ball—every time When it's about to land, the terrifying and mysterious unicorn will always punch the next punch at an even more terrifying speed! Change his course of travel!

The executioner was already panicking, he had never seen this kind of strange spiritual power.

When [Wham Rap·Mr. Wei Meng]'s boxing attack stopped, his physical body did not have any trauma, but the whole room seemed to have been impacted by explosives. The parts of the prosthetic skeleton cracked and exploded, the transportation track was broken into pieces, and the alloy wall was also broken. There are several big holes.

Bu Meteor's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt exhausted from the mental power consumed by continuously instigated Soul Power.

The executioner leaned on his knees, was frightened, and his mental state was not stable, so he asked loudly.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Bu Liuxing responded loudly: "I don't know either! I just want to beat you! Beat you into a puddle of meat!"

The executioner's expression became very exciting, with a sense of ridiculous absurdity: "You guy can't even control your own spirit body?! Could it be that it can't hurt people?"

"This is the first time I've used it!" Ah Xing didn't shy away from anything, and directly told the enemy the characteristics of the soul power: "I used to fight you in VR training before! It really doesn't seem to be able to attack you directly!"

The executioner only felt that this guy was unreasonable: "You know this, but still make useless attacks?!"

Bu Meteor almost went crazy: "I'm so angry! I can't bear it at all! I completely forgot!"

After watching the first round of hot wind made merciless ridicule.

[You are such a match made in heaven.]

Ah Xing was panting heavily, he needed to rest.

The sudden burst of psychic energy made him stiff, his body was not in control, and the nerve signals of various muscles were disordered. Unlike VR training, calling [Mr. Wham Rap·Wumeng] in reality will consume the energy of the body violently.

The executioner was squatting halfway, breathing heavily. Fear was long overdue, rushing into his brain like a raging torrent. The sudden multiple displacements made his skeleton unbalanced. Since there were no inner and outer ears, the drastic changes in air pressure and The change in orientation makes the gyroscope in the body out of alignment and needs to be re-trimmed.

The power of the little mouse in front of him shocked the executioner.

When his arm was torn off last time, he had almost no ability to resist.

Today, that kind of weird psionic energy can actually hit me like a football?

In the VENOM organ on his arm, the undead of Hot Wind·热风 resides, there is absolutely no mistake! It must be the hot wind that gave him this incredible power!

It looks like he hasn't fully mastered this power yet.

To kill him! Definitely kill him completely!

Defeat him before he comes to his senses, before he fully masters his psionic powers!

Why. Why can't I move?

Why?

The executioner's prosthetic eyes focused on himself, observing his limbs, and his muscles trembled and trembled unnaturally. It was difficult for ordinary people's naked eyes to distinguish these subtle changes, but the electronic bionic man could see clearly.

I.

I'm actually scared?

"Am I actually scared? I actually have feelings of fear for you kid?!"

The executioner almost involuntarily uttered these words——

——When he said it, he began to regret it.

Bu Meteor was freed from the state of rigid limbs and disordered breathing.

"Hey! Scared you?!"

When the executioner's prosthetic eye sight faced Ah Xing's fiery eyes, he didn't dare to look at him——

——When dealing with Jiang Xueming, the executioner has no fear at all, death is not the end, he can be reborn repeatedly, can do it again, can collect data, and shorten the distance between the two through VR training sessions.

But at this moment, facing this little mouse that suddenly became stronger, the executioner felt a deep sense of fear.

The smile on Ah Xing's face also disappeared, and he regained some strength.

"When I lost to you for the first time."

"I was too scared and could barely do anything."

"You can break my arm, and you can take my life with a slight lift of your hand."

"I think this kind of fear is not that I am afraid of death - but that at that time, I felt that I could not win, and for a moment I gave up [wanting to win]!"

"I almost forgot that Mr. Victor once taught me what Hemingway said - people can be destroyed, but they can never be defeated!"

"It's far scarier than death!"

"Now it's your turn to taste the horror!"

"The executioner!"

[Part②·Blood boiling]

"Don't underestimate me! You bastard!" The executioner stared at the execution sword on the floor.

Ah Xing followed and immediately understood the opponent's intentions, and ran towards the deadly weapon!

The two met halfway, avoided the console and squeezed into the narrow passage, and made a dull and strong sound when their short bodies collided!

At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, Meteor drew out his pistol and told the executioner to take a set of CQC on his wrist and buckle his shoulder and neck backwards, trying to break the arm of this arrogant little mouse.

They were fighting in the narrow room, Ah Xing was like a slippery loach, only listening to the sizzling sound when the sweat on his arms rubbed against the mesh of the nano-armor——

——Meteor stands still and grabs back the firearm, the electronic brake of the executioner stays in the torso, the legs seem to have self-awareness, follow the upper body torso to think of their own, and pedal continuously along the alloy platform, pushing Ah Xing unreasonably The hug movement was resolved, almost circled behind Meteor, and wanted to grab the gun again.

The meteor pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the stand and bounced towards the wall. After two reflections and ricochets, the trigger was pulled seven times while wrestling with the executioner. The Tianling cover was placed on the head of the iron sheet, causing the executioner's head to be tilted, and the limp skull was concussed, and he was about to bow his head and fall over.

"Unlock my pain suppressor! Undo it completely!"

The executioner yelled orders, the pain caused him to show more fierce eyes, and he suddenly woke up. The sequelae of the concussion made his legs go limp and he was about to kneel down. Fortunately, he hasn't passed out completely yet!

They hugged each other and half-kneeled, the essence of transformed holy beasts molded a terrifying body of a bionic man, but at this moment, the executioner was surprised to find that the core strength of the boy in his arms seemed to be completely unaffected!

The phalanges and phalanges rubbed against the handle of the pistol, almost crushing the nylon part. A crack extended from the handguard grip to the gun sleeve. The executioner's right arm was locked by a meteor, and the left arm was still fighting Take control of the pistol!

He can't beat this kid! Lost in the power showdown!

The muzzle of the black hole was shaking violently, slowly deflected, and was about to come towards the eyes!

His fragile prosthetic eye should be the only weakness of the skull! Vision is the most sensitive and expensive sense of the human body, and it must be directly connected to the brain! Through these two holes, bullets can get into the head!

"I won!" Meteor's ferocious expression suddenly turned into a bright smile.

The moment the three o'clock line was aimed, the executioner broke out in a cold sweat, and the surge of adrenaline couldn't add more force to the muscles!

This guy! This kid!

The power of this mouse! above me!

There was a "click" sound.

The moment the trigger was pulled, the executioner almost smashed the can, loosened the grip and held the sleeve firmly!

The firing action of the semi-automatic pistol requires the slide to reset. He tried to stop the firearm by pushing the slide, but it didn't work in this case!

Because the meteor has fired seven bullets out, there must be a bullet in the chamber, and the firing pin of the transmitter will definitely detonate the next bullet!

But the gun still misfires

It seems to be a wonderful fate, and I don't want the executioner to lose.

When the trigger was pulled into place by Ah Xing's thick fingers, the gun just clicked and misfired on the spot, and even the executioner was stunned for a moment.

The two hugged each other, and the huge grip force that erupted when fighting for the firearm had already deformed the firearm. Looking up along the safety mechanism, the firing pin was split into two pieces inside the exposed sleeve.

The executioner was still holding the sleeve, and he could hardly restrain his instinctive ecstasy. He was extremely lucky for the rest of his life after the catastrophe: "Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Bu Liuxing also laughed out loud.

Executioner: "What are you laughing at! You bastard!"

Meteor pointed to the executioner's dead right arm, and pointed to the exhausted left hand of the executioner clenched the sleeve.

The executioner finally came to his senses——

——Bu Meteor raised his pointing right hand high, and clenched it into a casserole-sized fist round by round.

"boom--"

The finger bones passionately kissed the executioner's face, almost breaking his neck!

His head was tilted to one side, and he wanted to use his flexible artificial muscles to remove this terrifying boxing power! He felt as if he had been punched hard by a rhinoceros! The right torso, which were originally locked to each other, also naturally loosened and unlocked, and the body slammed into the iron platform, with ten thousand bees screaming in their minds!

[Watching you guys fight is so fucking fucked up]

Without any hesitation, Meteor pulled out the submachine gun at the moment it was unlocked, and spit flames at the out-of-balance enemies!

The continuous ammunition knocked out violent sparks, but at this moment, the executioner and Bu Liuxing were surprised to find out.

[Mr. Wham Rap·Wei Meng] is like a fair and impartial referee in a knight's contest, who suddenly came to the executioner and stopped all the bullets!

The bullets that hit A Xing's body by bouncing and refracting also caused this weird unicorn to crush all of them——

—— Meteor doesn't understand! His soul might actually turn his elbows outward! ?

[Have you never discovered its characteristics! ? ]

Ah Xing's face was full of innocence: "In VR training, I use one-to-many! It has been helping me fend off other enemies! How did I know these weird things!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" The executioner struggled to get up, quickly straightened his head, and there was a crisp sound of cracking bones resetting from the neck.

Bu Meteor: "What the hell are you laughing at?"

Executioner: "Step Meteor"

Bu Meteor: "Ah?! Are you calling me?!"

The gunshots inside the narrow room made Ah Xing's ears hard to use. Jason Megan said that this brother spoke loudly like thunder. sound.

The executioner touched the execution sword, but he was no longer arrogant and arrogant.

"I'm calling you! Meteor! I'm calling your name!"

The peach-colored light permeated the interior of the room, and the moment the high-frequency weapon was activated, the strong light diffused and reflected brilliant cracked cherry blossoms on the iron platform and walls.

Bu Liuxing touched his nose and blew out the dirty blood in his nasal cavity, and pointed his other finger at the bridge of the executioner's nose.

"You bastard, stop calling me [little mouse]? I just said that our relationship is not so good!"

The high-frequency sword blade spewed out a violent energy flow, surrounded by the four arms of the unicorn warrior, the jet flow led the spirit body to the other side, the hot air almost ignited Ah Xing's hair, and redness appeared on the right shoulder. scars.

The energy beam pierced through the wall, shot out from the ceiling of the assembly workshop, and disappeared into the pitch-black night.

Seeing the result of this shooting, the executioner didn't have any intention of being discouraged——

—Like throwing a throwing axe, he hurls the execution sword at the meteor.

The blade that hadn't cooled down completely was cracked by [Wham Rap·Mr. Wei Meng] in the middle of the attack, and I don't know where it flew.

The executioner opens his arms to embrace the enemy.

"Meteor! Looks like we're going to settle it with our bare hands!"

Bu Meteor swings out his punches, retracts his jaw, sinks his shoulders and drops his elbows.

"Ah, that's what it should mean."

Executioner: "You are like a fire! You are going to burn my artificial iron skull in red!"

Bu Meteor: "Many people have said so."

Executioner: "The emotion that has been silent for a long time has emerged again, my enemy, it has continuously emerged from the chest, making my blood boil"

Bu Meteor: "It's fucking painful to fight with you"

The executioner's arm began to emit a faint red light, which was a sign of personality disintegration.

"Soldier of the Nameless! There is always a fog in my mind."

"I can feel the pain, but everything is getting clearer."

"I can see someone who looks very similar to me, who is that guy? Is it Hot Wind? Or myself"

"The fog is about to lift."

"Come on! Meteor!"