Section 1129: John Wick VII.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky had become darker - it was the afternoon time, but there was no sunlight, only a dim dome and endless rain, on the right side of the square, Marceau's sacred storm had stopped, and now the ice storm that had fallen together on both sides had almost annihilated all moving objects in the area, whether it was a person or a skeleton, under the ice storm and the sacred storm, all beings were equal.
Marceau sped down the stairs, swooping through the streets, slashing across the hatchet, the butt of her spear striking the pre-Eden assassin in the shadows in the abdomen, and then striking upward, the undead's jaw shattered, and its skull flew into the sky.
Taking a step back, he took a step back and swept the dagger again, lifted the musket upside down, and used it to break the Assassin's leg bone, caught the swinging dagger, broke the phalange, and stabbed it into the assassin's chest with the dagger upside down, and finally stopped moving as the soul stone was shattered.
Walking through the alley, holding a short knife with the light of heaven, killing the undead assassin in the way in a crushing posture, the cat cub who came to the first aid area turned on the earth elemental incarnation, put away the musket without bullets, picked up the shotgun and bullet chain of the enemy who died on the ground, wrapped the bullet chain around his right arm, confirmed that the shotgun was full of shotguns, and strode out of the shadows.
Some New Eden infiltrators are besieging the emergency area, Marceau's earth element has exploded the screaming meters in the emergency area in terms of tonnage and visibility, but it's a pity to know that it's one thing, and it's another thing to turn around, Marceau pulled the trigger with his right hand, and at the same time used the crook of his left arm to clamp the vertical grip on the shotgun's barrel, and while pushing the cancella, his left hand pulled the shotgun from the chain of his right arm, pushing it through the loading port on the right side of the gun body.
Shooting at the enemy until the last shotgun was loaded, it stuck to the two unlucky ones, and with the shotgun in the face of these New Edenes, he swept through the ghoul squad with his shotgun, then ripped off the chain on his right arm, and used it to clasp the neck of the New Eden, then strained until the one spat out his tongue.
One meter two has figured out what the earth element is doing at this time, they are very happy to follow Marceau to fight a tailwind battle, because it is an infiltration operation, these new Eden people have nothing but muskets and some grenades in their hands, I thought that it was simple and pleasant to fight a first-aid area, but I didn't expect that there would be such specifications as Marceau, plus one meter two has already reacted, although these little things are small and suffer in hand-to-hand combat, but in terms of shooting, small people are equal to small bullet surfaces, and the muskets in their hands are not burning sticks, plus even rocket booster grenade launchers are unboxed for combat, and the infiltrators are naturally beaten with blood。
As the last small building was hit by shrapnel fired from two rocket-propelled grenade launchers, emptying the infiltrators inside, seeing that the battle was over, Marceau casually handed over the small musket in his hand to 1.2, and then entered the first aid area and met his own girls.
Akemi and Minen are performing emergency surgeries on several of their kind, one of which Marceau knows, Dardamia Mimien, a good friend of Anta Lawrence, and the first of her small group to die in battle.
Remembering that his fate had not changed, the young man's infrared spectrum was becoming dim in Marceau's eyes, and finally Minn stopped what he was doing, and slammed the blood-stained bandage on the ground beside him, the girl stood up, picked up her musket, and rushed to the captured infiltrator, first kicking him down, then smashing the infiltrator with the butt of the gun.
Marceau knew that Mingen had fire in his heart, so he didn't persuade her, as for the one who was pitiful and beaten, what are you kidding, Ben Meow is not his father, besides, it's really his father, and Ben Meow's righteous killing of his relatives killed this dead boy with one shot.
And Anta, who was originally holding Dardamia's hand tightly with both hands, finally stretched out his left hand to wipe the dirty blood from the corner of Dardamia's mouth, and then looked at Marceau: "Marceau...... Sir?"
"Long time no see. Marceau smiled, speaking of which, the first meeting with this little girl was not a pirate copy, but a fragmented Ashoe from the previous life, and at that time the kingdom seemed to have reached the end of its qi, but these children didn't think so...... This time is no different.
Then, for some reason, Marceau saw the girl crying, her mouth was curled, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes: "Dalamia, is my good friend." ", she said.
Marceau nodded, he walked up to her and stretched out his hand: "Get up, your friends won't want you to cry." ”
I still remember my conversation with Dalamia, this Anta's peer loved Anta so much, the last time he died, Anta was on the other side of the line, he ended up dying in front of Marceau, and on his deathbed, he called Anta...... This time, at least he got what he wanted.
The girl wept and wiped her face, as if she had something to say, but Marceau didn't know what she wanted to say.
At this moment, several tracked trucks came with a large number of wounded, and Marceau could only join the work of transporting the wounded first.
By the time she had finished carrying the wounded, Marceau found that Anta had left, and that Dardamia had a small amulet on her chest, which Marceau recognized, which was the amulet of the Anta carving, usually only her best friends.
Marceau was silent for a moment, and finally could only sigh.
The war in the game is like a simulation exercise in a virtual war instrument for the player, but for the aboriginal AI in these games, they and they don't know all this, they and they only know that the war is coming, the legions of New Eden have invaded the Eastern Continent, and in the face of death, some people flee, while others choose to rise to the challenge.
Before leaving, Marceau hugged Minn, the girl's state seemed to be a bit heart-wrenching, and Daramia's death was not her fault.
"He died to save us. Ming'en pursed his mouth, and finally sobbed under Marceau's comfort: "My sister and I don't even have the ability to help everyone in the rear, this damn war." ”
Then the girl wrinkled her nose again: "It's all the fault of the madmen of New Eden." ”
Marceau patted the girl's little head: "That's right, it's not the war's fault, it's not the world's fault, it's the delusional warmongers in New Eden, we will one day get it all back from them, so that they can also taste the pain of war." ”
Kissing the girl goodbye, Marceau walked out of the first aid area, got the bullets from the supply box carried by the tracked vehicle, sat near the firing point and pressed the bullets into the magazine, and then stuffed the magazine back into the chest pocket of his carrying gear.
Got up and watched as an Aboriginal female warrior knelt in front of the war dead on the side of the road, the rain had been falling, and she was so short, holding the hands of the war dead, as if calling his name.
Eventually, she stood up and picked up the musket leaning against the wall, and the woman ran forward with the Aboriginal battle group.
Marceau was silent, parting like this, such pain, I was afraid that everyone would go through a lot in the coming days until they got used to it.
First Admiral Bai Chaoran said that war destroys more than civilization.
But he also said that people of faith will eventually stand together and form a final embankment of civilization for the cubs behind them.
And he and his generation, as he said, built a bank that belonged to the old Union, saving hundreds of millions of genetics, embryos, and cubs.
Although the world is nothing more than a world of zeros and ones, Marceau believes that even without them, people of faith in this world would make the same choice.
Marceau stopped as he passed a group of warband members preparing for a counter-charge, and the battle ahead was clearly overwhelming, and the players were tasked with driving the New Edenites back to their starting point when they had completed their breakthrough.
After a while, a whistle sounded, and the warriors began to move forward, and Marceau followed them.
At this moment, at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, Roland Valdo was fighting.