Abyss Express

Chapter 713 Mission④·Waiter Part Four

Foreword:

This is obviously a cave bird, but it wants to be an eagle.

[Part①·Psychic breakdown]

As the weather changes, a biting cold wind blows through the streets and alleys of Huacheng Bay.

Almost instantly, the sudden cold air froze the bucket at the feet of the fisherman on the boat, causing the fisherman to scream.

"Ah! My legs! My legs!"

The frost spreads all the way up from the trickle in the cracks of the ship's planks, and it shows its power in dead places with strong moisture. The water droplets carried by the wind and waves accumulated in small puddles on the side of the ship.

The thick calluses on the fisherman's feet were frozen together with these puddles. Although the legs were still full of blood, white and red, the bloody skin and flesh would be torn off from the soles of the feet with just a slight movement.

Bitter cold snow and flying frost and hail almost came together. When the big black bear on the roof of the floating dock felt something was wrong, he quickly loosened the tripod of the weather telescope, and the glass panel of the trimmer exploded instantly when it encountered the violent pressure difference between hot and cold. .

Standing up from the chair again, Brother Xiong looked at the tripod with lingering fear, and found a layer of crystal dewdrops floating on it. The sea breeze and moisture climbed onto the metal product in an instant, and immediately turned into ice. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly, two of his fingers would have been cracked by the frost.

The temperature plummeted from 31 degrees Celsius to minus 13 degrees Celsius in just a few seconds, which caused all the friends in the temporary command center to suffer from brain shutdown hysteria——

"——Qi Ji!"

Brother Xiong realized that something was wrong and climbed back to the command post from the wooden ladder frame. He saw his trembling comrades huddled together according to each group.

At first, there were a few energetic boys who still kept sending messages and ringing bells. After a few breaths, strong cold air surged into the nasal cavity and trachea. The too dry and cold air quickly took away their body temperature, forcing them to start. Coughing, salt-alkali sea breeze dust, and the deadly cold current shattered the fighting will of these Homo sapiens in an instant.

There was the pounding sound of rain, snow and hail overhead. Hail almost as big as a basketball hit the wooden scaffolding of the floating dock, making five or six holes at once.

"Transfer! Transfer! Transfer!" Qi Ji shouted loudly.

In the midst of the chaos, there was still a command team that was unwilling to leave the summons bell, like a stubborn calf that refused to leave no matter how hard it was pulled.

"Where to go? This is the command post you chose! Qi Ji!"

"Reconnaissance Groups 8 and 10 are waiting for instructions if the fighter plane is delayed."

People tend to do all kinds of stupid things under high pressure, including this time.

The sixteen decision-making units of the temporary command center suddenly exploded. Although they had made a complete set of preliminary assessments of psychic disasters on the soul power of the "Snow Empress" in the southeast war zone, they did not expect that--Axue It can actually cause such powerful destructive power.

Qi Ji chose the floating dock as the station because it has a wide view. Near the coastline, weather observers can have an overview of the whole situation at any time and judge the changes in Ashue's soul power through the status of tides, ocean currents, and clouds.

But when the real bone-chilling ice arrives, the young people who have just put on cold clothes are facing the dilemma of morale collapse.

Sister Mole, who had never seen blood, was frightened. She saw with her own eyes a cloud of ice exploding at the feet of the sender sitting next to her. The fragments of the wooden shed were like scattered porcupine quills, piercing deeply into the senior's back. , the summons bell and the senior's finger were frozen together, and they couldn't be untied no matter what.

"Move first!" Qi Ji grabbed two comrades by their collars and sent them to the command post: "Go to the first floor of the floating dock."

"I just set up the sandbox." A colleague is still obsessed with terrain maps and sandbox war games.

Qi Ji summoned the spirit body to send the entire table and chairs out the door: "Let's go first, don't be in a hurry."

"The scouts must be able to wait for our instructions. The weather is so bad, and it is the same for blood-giving monsters. Their body temperature is lower than ours. Hail just can't kill them - it doesn't mean that these ogres can't be immune to this. Impact of climate disasters.”

As soon as these words came out, the team that was originally filled with mourning gradually became quiet.

Too many things happened in these few tens of seconds, and a few people were even weak-willed and thinking about how to give up the mission and save their lives.

The leader of the second table in the command center is the owl-faced hybrid arakkoa. Just now, because the situation was out of control, the arakkoa brother swung his angry claws at his comrade at the table who was sneaking away, and the comrade's face was covered with anger. He scratched out several bloody wounds - he had no choice. At the moment when his comrade's will collapsed, he had no choice but to use violence to maintain his comrades' sanity.

It was also at this moment that the other two colleagues at the second table drew their guns and pointed them at the alien beast. They completely forgot about the natural disaster and hail above their heads, and in the high-pressure state, they forgot about the snow and cold wave that was right in front of them.

It wasn't until the supreme command handed over to Qi Ji by Wood Plack came into play that these frontier officers and soldiers with the label of war group on their heads calmed down a little - they regained their discipline and would not be like the primitive people and would not let This terrifying spiritual pressure completely destroys the mind.

The second-level preparation team was divided into groups and withdrew from the weather platform. In an atmosphere of panic and everyone was in danger, they returned to the ferry platform on the first floor of the floating dock. When Qi Ji found the owner of the fish shop, he saw a cold corpse lying in the bathtub. inside.

The owner of the floating dock was born out of frustration and died unluckily. He had just earned more than 20,000 pieces of pyroxene currency from foreigners. He happened to be taking a bath in the bathroom when the first wave of cold current rich in water vapor took away all his body temperature and made him freeze. His eyes were red and he was frozen in the frozen barrel.

The waves in the offshore rise and fall. The highly fluid and salt-rich sea water is not so easy to freeze. On the contrary, the fishermen who make a living along the coastline have suffered a big disaster. Looking all the way from the floating dock to the seaside street - Qi Ji can see Everywhere I saw, there were countless mourners wailing and howling.

His breathing was rapid and he couldn't bear this kind of mental stimulation for a while.

However, on the beach about 20 meters away, there was a family going out to collect shellfish and catch fish. The father and mother were looking for sandworms and crabs in the shallow mud and sand. The strong cold current froze their legs. When they escaped, Only two frozen ice sculptures were left paralyzed on the way back.

The children of this family were left in the small sand pit on the side of the beach facing the road. The two swings suspended in mid-air were like photos, forever fixing the ice sculptures of boys and girls in place——

--Snapped!

The hail knocked out the pink petals.

Qi Ji gasped as his colleagues grabbed the epaulettes of his coat and took him back to the living room on the first floor of the floating dock.

The scouts conducting espionage and reconnaissance activities in the city are also protected by buildings, so they will not freeze to death on the spot. After crossing the coastline, the cold current was diluted by buildings in residential areas and industrial areas, and it did not cause many civilian casualties.

But for the people living on the coastline, in just this moment, because of a single thought from Ashue, more than 180 innocent lives died silently.

The gunsmith teacher and the soldiers from various departments of the combined brigade told these students many cases of spiritual disasters in Galahad. But when the pictures in the book and video tape appeared before my eyes, it was a completely different feeling.

The cold numbers in streaming media have become painful, and this kind of mental pressure is like a heavy mountain for everyone present.

"You can't stay focused." The Yaman guy rolled the eyelids of the officers and soldiers in the same group and observed eye movements based on the anonymous combat experience: "The Indian Express Airways 812 crash is an example. You just passed out and your body fell into a deep sleep mechanism for self-protection. "

Qi Ji finally came to his senses and followed the rules and regulations to check his partner's mental state.

The arakkoa boy then conducted an elemental analysis on his comrades.

"Now you still have part of the inertia of deep sleep. The gunsmith teacher used this example to tell us that it is difficult to conquer the physical body by willpower alone - the Serbian captain slept too deeply during the rest period and lost all his power when he woke up. Partial judgment, eventually the plane crashed when it landed, we have to listen to Qi Ji.”

"All combat tasks are suspended, and the four groups of personnel are taking turns to conduct elemental analysis. We will deploy the summons bell and sand table in three minutes."

Mole Girl found the panacea, covered her companion's bloody wound, and took a look outside.

"Quiet, there are many people"

Qi Ji immediately responded: "I saw it."

"Is that guy really lapis lazuli?" Brother Xiong collapsed on the floor, hugging the shoulders of an old classmate, carefully looking at his eyeballs and observing the pupil status: "Axue?"

The information received from the scouts and the Lingyun team indicated that Axue was a lapis lazuli guard, either an individual who received blood from the wolf mother, or a descendant of the wolf mother.

"Why did the Green Gold Guards help the Guild One Church?" A girl in the team was crying, trying to control her emotions. Her sobs sounded like cleaning glass, "Why?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Qi Ji frowned, "It doesn't matter what she was before, but now she is a spiritual disaster - we must destroy her."

After completing the elemental analysis for the other three people in the team, the crow man reluctantly pulled out a few bird feathers around the eyes to fully open the pupils of the birds' nictitating membranes -

"——Check me, old classmate."

The instructor who was in the same class as Brother Hao used cotton cloth to clean the bloodstains around the Crow Man's eyes and conducted a qualitative analysis on the beast hybrid.

Don’t find this procedure troublesome. The gunsmith has a set of unreasonable and strict mission execution standards for decision-making units. If you fail to pass this set of quality inspections, there is no guarantee that your mental state can withstand the test of spiritual pressure - these commanders Otherwise, the soldiers on the front line will be killed, just like the example mentioned by the Yaren guy before.

Each combat team needs remote command and dispatch, and uses drones to conduct terrain reconnaissance for Sky Eye to ascertain the tactical resources and combat effectiveness of both sides. Knowing yourself and the enemy can win a hundred battles.

The scout team is like the passengers on the plane, and the command team is the brains, the captain of the crew.

In addition to the example of Air India Express 812, the captain of Aeroflot 593 even asked his underage son to fly the plane and took all 63 passengers on the plane with him.

Most of the causes of these air crashes are obvious character flaws and tragedies caused by overly lax implementation standards.

For decision-making units, the discipline of the modern military should be stricter than that of the aviation industry. For these active-thinking officers and soldiers, the strongest enemy is not the demons and monsters of the Guiyi Sect, nor the powerful psychics.

Wings of Light can also be dealt with with light weapons. The monsters created by the Vita Brand still have the weaknesses of carbon-based creatures. The gunsmith has compiled a set of effective monster-killing secrets.

The problems that decision-making units need to solve the most, and the strongest enemies, are often their own character flaws - they must remain calm and deploy attacks in high-pressure environments, and complete tasks in strict accordance with execution standards.

"What's the status of each group's sending and receiving letters?" Qi Ji asked, holding his watch.

After the four-person team from each department completed the elemental analysis, five people were left behind. Due to physical stress and disordered thinking, these decision-making units temporarily left the command chain.

Mole Girl replied: "There are eleven more people."

Qi Ji immediately ordered: "Redistribute decision-making units, do you have redundant mental arithmetic ability?"

"My iPhone won't turn on." Black Bear held up his tactical template. "Not only the phone, but the tablet is also protected by low temperature and low voltage. It's too cold here."

"It's been almost three fucking years and you're still using Apple?" A comrade in the same group muttered, "Are you using Chinese products?"

Qi Ji took a moment to reply: "It's better to use his stylus, there's nothing we can do about it. You can find a way to warm yourself up and get your external brain online again."

It only took the remaining eleven people almost a minute to restore the location of the summoning bell deployment combination on the roof.

The mental arithmetic ability and memory of these young people are extraordinary. After becoming nymphs, the most obvious difference between psykers and ordinary people is their calculation ability - this ability will gradually weaken with age. This is also the reason for the tactical play of newcomers. , the reason for using old people in strategic policies.

Many of the summoning bells were still hung with frost, which made the friends cover their heads one by one. When they rang again——

"——The channel is clear! Group ten is still online!"

Invigorating news came from the front line. Almost at the same time, the Lingsu insect in the summoning bell sent over the signals previously accumulated by the scout team and Lingyun team.

Without the help of drones, they have to rely on their rich imagination to plan routes based on the city's topographic maps, following the scouts like invisible ghosts and continuing to dispatch the next order.

"We are back online." Qi Ji returned to the table again. As if the information was delayed, anger finally welled up in his eyes: "Get ready for the next encirclement."

The temporary headquarters lost contact for a full ten minutes. During this time, the scout teams lurking throughout the city were also affected by the weather and had to find nearby buildings to take shelter.

The Lingyun team was unable to move under the interference of hail, rain and snow. After Bu Liuxing got the summons bell, he had no time to receive new instructions and could only stay on standby.

[Part②·The gap with the main attacking force]

The three-person team heading to the East Malaysia Grand Theater on the northwest side of Huachengwan Market were also the scouts of Group 6 of the Dragoon Regiment. They hugged Jason Megan's thin body and was blocked by the cold snow and hail on two wide roads. In the middle of the road for carriages and horses.

According to the original course of action, Mr. Jason had to receive treatment immediately. This body might still have the essence of the incarnation butterfly, and there was a risk of another outbreak of Vita Brand. However, they suddenly lost communication with the headquarters, and they could only wait anxiously and stand still.

As time passed by, the wind and snow showed no sign of letting up, and huge hailstones made shocking dents on the road.

The team leader took out the terrain map again and confirmed it repeatedly.

"Go through the sewer."

"Aren't you waiting for orders?" the team member asked.

"Delivery must be delivered within sixteen minutes. The safety of VIPs is the top priority." The team leader ordered: "Further eight hundred meters ahead, the two buildings behind the East Malaysia Grand Theater are the Governor's Palace and the hospital. Group Seven There are two medical soldiers waiting for us, and it will be too late to delay any longer."

They were in front of an old silversmith's shop. After discussing these matters, a graceful and luxurious woman dressed in colorful clothes walked out of the back room behind them - that was Gloria Sebastian.

Master Feather held an umbrella to avoid the strong sunlight reflected by the ice crystals on the snowy day. He looked at these inexplicable foreigners with a fun-loving attitude.

She didn't recognize Jason Megan, and she had never heard of this embarrassing name in Jane Doe, so naturally she didn't take it to heart.

It's just that the Wings of Light ambushed an elite soldier in the market and seemingly killed an elite soldier. They actually used the exquisite coordination and advanced firearms of these little guys to force their way past the shelter of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me] and shot the elite soldier on the spot - -This is what Gloria cares about.

Axue's psychic power does not distinguish between friend and foe, and Gloria wants to block the crying general in the market, trapping him and starving him for several hours. In this weather environment, the soldiers who came to Dongma Port to rescue General Crying might not be able to shoot high-quality firearms.

"He seems very weak"

Gloria raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt an appetite when she saw Jason's shriveled body.

"How about I help you treat him?"

The immortal still did not notice that the fatal crisis was gradually approaching. For almost half a century, she had not been injured once - Judas protected the members of the Alliance very well.

Dongma Port is a place where the weather is smooth and the war in the Central Plains cannot burn it. Except for these Wings of Light, there is no conventional force around Gloria. She does not need personal guards or protection from dead soldiers. With the blessing of the dice of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me], there was once a king hunter who created a super-speed thinking environment for her. Based on her abundance of elemental essence, she can always get the first attack advantage - this chaotic world is hers amusement park.

At this moment, the three brothers of Dragoon Group 6 were sweating profusely, and they almost immediately responded by shooting.

The moment the gun was pointed at Gloria, the bullets were affected by the wind and snow outside, flying up and down amidst the continuous sound of dice, making tinkling sounds everywhere on the silversmith's workbench, but there was no one. Hit Gloria.

When his teammates changed their bullets, the team leader only had a pistol on him in order to conceal his whereabouts and move quickly. He did not choose to support his teammates in continuous fire suppression, but quickly rang the bell to send a message, then discarded his gun and took out his throwing objects. Two shock grenades were thrown at Gloria from behind, and he rushed forward with three F1 defensive grenades in his arms, rushing towards the source of all evil and the head of all enemies, pulling the ring and pinning without hesitation.

At this moment——

—— Gloria's pupils shrank slightly, and her eyes lost focus.

She didn't quite understand what these mortals were doing, why they risked their lives to hurt God?

As Judas's garrison in Dongma Port, any living creature on this land had to kneel before her. She didn't need to command and dispatch, and naturally someone would come to protect her. The offerings in the church were endless.

There was no need to even call for help. As long as the crisis came, the Wings of Light would become a scapegoat and block the weak and powerless assassination attacks that had been tampered with by the dice again and again for her.

The team leader passed the advantage dice twice, and the goddess of luck seemed to be on his side at last.

The two soldiers hugged Jason Megan and fled without looking back, looking for the sewer entrance along the eaves of the corridor around the silversmith shop to continue the mission.

They cooperated well with each other and never said a word of nonsense from beginning to end. It seemed that there was an equally taciturn death god who was silently watching these soldiers.

The explosion dispersed the flying snow and ice flowers outside the house---the turbulent air waves rushed through the wooden building one after another, and the flames and shrapnel blew all the windows into the sky.

The scout team leader threw the bomb too fast, too fiercely, and too decisively.

The reason why he could not join the southeast front-line assault team was simply because of his character defects, because his will to survive was too weak, but it did not affect his fighting will at all.

Gloria Sebastian was severely injured!

Her bright fur, gold and silver jewelry were blown to pieces, and her hair was burned!

Her eyes were scorched by the magnesium powder of the stun grenade. The scout team leader took only two seconds to start the charge and die together with the defensive grenade - he had no intention of reasoning with her.

Fragments and human bones pierced her body, more than 60 bones were still in her flesh, her skirt was torn to pieces, her upper arms and thighs were fractured to varying degrees, her overly strong body was blown from the silversmith's workbench on the first floor to the account office on the second floor, flew out of the window, and crashed into the rock platform of the low mountain.

She felt it for the first time in a long time

"It hurts."

She cried in pain, had urinary incontinence in pain, and her hands and feet were cramped in pain. Her body was healing rapidly, and the scorched skin on her body left horrible scars, turning into dark brown blood scabs.

There were only twisted and deformed summons bells, half a skull, scattered carrying equipment and stamped cracked gun sleeves on the ground, and human bones and flesh scattered around. They seemed to be telling a silent story - a reckless warrior once lived bravely here.

"Damn it!"

Goliath limped back to the first floor of the silversmith shop. The other two scouts had already run away with Jason.

She saw that the summoning bell was still vibrating and continuously emitting psychic tides. Then she realized that there was a scout team hiding in the dark - a group of unbelievably young children, some psychics who had not yet completed their transformation, were playing hide-and-seek with her.

"You ungrateful bastard!"

She pulled the curtain of the account office, barely wrapped her body to cover her shame, and roared angrily.

"It's clearly a burrowing bird! But it wants to be an eagle! It's really overestimating its own abilities!"

Qi Ji took a breath, "Group 6 is offline."

Mole sister translated the bells of the six secondary intelligence units almost at the same time.

"There are still two alive! The team leader sacrificed! VIP is currently safe!"

"Are there any last words?" Qi Ji asked.

"It's more complicated. Time is too tight. They met Gloria." Mole Girl translated the last words of the three summoning bells of the six scout leaders according to the translation table. There were many messy ring tones that were invalid information.

"Gunsmith, you always say that taking it slow is faster."

"I can't help it. I'm going to take a shortcut."