Chapter Twenty-Three: First Encounter (Part II)

"Ah~Brother~ This is a sword~ I'm going to pull it out~!"

Zhang Xiaosu squatted on the snow, and he had already dug a small hole.

A hand reached into the pit, he must have touched something, and was trying to pull it out of the ground at the moment.

This is supposed to be a picture full of childlike fun......

However, both Mo Ye and Zhang Xiaohu inexplicably sensed a sense of danger.

Even if Mo Ye is unable to release his spiritual power for the time being, he is a veteran who has experienced several top pack tasks, and he already has an instinctive sense of danger.

To put it bluntly, this should be a kind of sixth sense.

And Zhang Xiaohu is an experienced person.

As a pioneer of the fugitives into the snowfield, he was well aware of the most secret secrets in the snowfield, which had been kept silent by the white men in the camp.

Deadly murder lies in this snowy field.

For a moment, he had the feeling of being targeted by a snake.

It's just that at this time, it was too late to stop Zhang Xiaosu.

"Click!"

There was an inexplicable existence under the snow that was awakened by Zhang Xiaosu, and a series of sounds like mechanical gears turning came from under the snow.

"Run!"

Zhang Xiaohu didn't say a word, and ran directly in the direction of Zhang Xiaosu.

The snow was already uplifting, and it was clear that something was about to emerge from under the snow.

"Sentinel robot, 500 points apiece, young man, fight, you can't escape~"

The voice of the Holy Book sounded in Mo Ye's mind at the right time, and it sounded like it had been premeditated for a long time.

"I knew ......"

Mo Xie sighed, although he didn't expect this journey to be smooth sailing from the beginning, but ......

Don't come so fast, can you?

"Run! What are you doing in a daze?!"

Zhang Xiaohu finally didn't forget to remind Mo Ye.

"No need, take care of my brother. Mo Ye waved his hand at Zhang Xiaohu, who was fleeing in a hurry, and then he straightened his collar, "I'll drag this thing." ”

"Mark ......"

Zhang Xiaohu, who was running away in a hurry, didn't expect Mo Ye to make such a decision, he had long thought that the quality of 'sacrificing oneself for others' had been extinct from this snowfield.

However, his escape steps did not pause at all because of Mo Ye's actions, dragging Zhang Xiaosu, and he ran behind the snow slope in a blink of an eye.

In the face of a death crisis, human beings are often able to perform at a higher level.

"Matthew, if you don't want to die, follow up!"

A shout from behind the snow slope, Mo Ye could hear it clearly, but his whole body and mind had already been thrown into the constantly rising snow in front of him.

"First strike!"

Watching a strong enemy appear in front of him in a complete way, and then greeting each other before starting to fight, that kind of thing can only be done by pretending to be a criminal and a prodigal force.

The current Mo Xie does not have the capital of waves.

"Teng~!"

The fighting spirit in the energy storage pipeline was adjusted out, and he resolutely injected it into his right arm.

"Clam~!"

Starting, running, and catching a glimpse of the sentinel about to emerge from under the snow reveals its iconic head, Mo Xie is decisively a punch.

With this punch, he took the path of 'Sword One', and under the ferocious advance, the Qilin's arm was flushed with red.

The red-glowing fist was aimed at the eyes that glistened red in the snow!

"Pounds!"

There was a loud sound, and only half of the sentries were knocked back into the snow.

"Crackling~!"

As soon as he appeared on the stage, there was a crackling spark sound from the sentry who was hit so hard, and it seemed that Mo Ye's blow had succeeded.

Turning around in mid-air, Mo Ye fell back to the ground lightly.

“O.K~”

Mo Xie turned his back to the sentry robot that had fallen back into the pit, and spat out a sound effect that looked like it had been cleared after a game.

"Get 500 points, Sao Nian, keep up the good work~"

The Holy Book also agrees with Mo Ye's judgment, but its proclamation is somewhat subtle.

'Keep up the good work'?!

What does this word mean?

"Boom!"

Just as Mo Xie was pondering, an explosion sounded from behind him.

The sky was full of snow blocks, slamming in all directions, each of them with no less momentum than a bullet under the impetus of the tremendous momentum generated by the explosion.

Curling up and minimizing the area of force on him was the best choice Mo Ye could make at this time.

"Roar~!"

A roar that overshadowed the explosion sounded behind him, and at that moment, Mo Ye's heart was cold......

Damn!

And so much?!

Although the snow and rain had not subsided, the snow that had fallen on his back had brought a burst of pain, and it was never a good idea to turn around at this time, but Mo Ye knew that he had to figure out the situation.

As the saying goes, the small staff will be accepted, and the big staff will go, looking back, if it is just a lone 'wild sentinel', then taking advantage of the new victory, Mo Ye still has the confidence to kill it with another shot, if it is two or more than two, Mo Ye will not be able to accompany him.

"Oops, good fellow......"

It doesn't matter if Mo Xie doesn't look back, he smiled this time.

Hehe......

Well, the one that exploded before was the snow slope that Matthew used to block his view when he unleashed.

The sentry that burst out of the snow slope should be considered a veteran - yes, this should be an old-fashioned model compared to the sentry that Mo Xie did when he was 'first to strike'.

It is a Sentinel that only fires thermoplastic bullets, and the original version of all Sentinels looks like a large robot that can be built in the real world.

"How dare an old antique make such a big fuss?"

Mo Xie chuckled, he felt that he could have a bumper harvest today.

"Come, Sprinkle family to let you have one hand~"

Zhang Xiaohu had already run far away, and Matthew was dragged away from the battlefield by him, so Mo Ye didn't need to do anything to cover up.

This mission world made Mo Xie feel extremely aggrieved from the beginning, insulted by a group of people who should have waved his hands away, and even almost knelt there, and until now Mo Xie has not eaten the first meal in this world......

He really couldn't eat human flesh, so he was hungry all the time, but fortunately he had eaten enough before he came, and it wasn't too difficult.

The combination of various reasons makes the current Mo Ye seem very frivolous.

He hooked his fingers at the old-fashioned Sentinel Robot, like an old boxer teasing his opponent in the ring.

However, Mo Xie forgot a truth.

Don't be a man!

"Roar!"

The sentry robot should not be able to understand Mo Xie's gestures, and Mo Xie does not have a mutant gene that belongs to this world, and Mo Xie should not belong to the enemy in the sentinel's judgment.

However, at this moment, it did roar at Mo Ye, and with the Holy Codex, even if Mo Ye's race is no longer considered a 'human', it will get the treatment of mutants from the sentinels.

"I don't have a mouth, but my voice is so loud. ”

Facing the old-fashioned sentinel Mo Ye can be said to have no pressure at all, and at this moment, he has even begun to think about how to make the most of the points he has obtained later.

"Holy Text, what's the price of a snowmobile?"

After asking in his mind, Mo Xie arched his body and bent his legs slightly.

He's getting ready to rush forward again.

"100, no two prices. ”

The profiteer's "Holy Scripture" quoted a watery price to Mo Xie.

"Drink!"

After listening to the offer, while the old sentry was still there roaring, Mo Ye slammed into the stall.

Run-ups, sprints, and the right arm are still the same routine.

It's just that such an old-fashioned routine can get the effect that Mo Xie expected?