Chapter.51 Patrick: Cosmic Advent

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Corporal Shirley Bell Bryant K.I.A

Private Harry DeEller K.I.A

Private Haven Obama K.I.A

Private Park Jin-woo M.I.A

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- List of the dead

Come on......

A voice echoed in my head. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Come on!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, at the moment when the door was fully opened. The dense warheads hit the force field shield, twisting it like a crumpled ball of paper. Patrick even suspected that the so-called "invincible" technology would probably last less than three seconds, and the sight in front of him did give him reason to be so skeptical.

Taking a step forward, a wave spread from the spine to the whole body. Patrick felt his vision stretched, and he heard the sound of blood flowing and his heart beating. Things around him slowed down - no, he got faster, I think he did.

Pulling the trigger when you see someone is almost a reflex action without any thought and without the need for this. The number of enemies is outrageous, and ammunition is not wasted even if you aim in one direction at random.

It's too far. Patrick looked at the elevator door in the atrium and thought. Even if they are overloaded, they will not be able to reach it within five seconds of the Force Field Shield. He turned his eyes around the atrium, his eyes fell on a baffle on the right, and decided to go there for the time being.

"G41, go behind the fender in the direction of one o'clock, and concentrate the fire on the enemy on the left. ”

Shooting as he moved, a crisp chime told Patrick that he had finished another magazine. Seeing that the force field shield was about to disappear, Patrick dodged behind the baffle, and the overload was closed at the same time, and the bullets slammed into the baffle like a storm.

He reached for his waist and found that he had only one last round of ammunition left.

"Just keep the enemy from getting closer, G41, and be careful to save bullets. Patrick said.

"Yes, yes!"

Patrick glanced at the elevator. He had to catch his breath and wait for the next round of overload before acting. However, even if he is overloaded, he can't dodge such a number of bullets, and he needs some means to create gaps in the enemy's attacks.

Tactical helmet. Patrick thought that the enemy's equipment specially designed for space operations was hermetically sealed, and even the face of the helmet was made of metal.

"Crazy, their helmets are tactical helmets, aren't they?"

"Ah, yes, using an external mosaic camera to receive view information...... "Crazy pause, "Oh, I see." ”

"You're ready to tell me. ”

"Okay!"

The rifle in his hand fired rhythmically, the sleeve of his right arm, which was slightly exposed, was riddled with holes, and the bullet-riddled mechanical arm was exposed, and the crystalline parts flashed orange.

He glanced slightly at the G41, whose brow was furrowed and beads of sweat were all over his forehead, floating everywhere as he swayed with the recoil of the gun.

"Click!" the last bullet missed. Patrick hurriedly put his rifle behind his back and drew the Desert Eagle, knocking out the two enemies who tried to get closer.

"OK! Patrick, over to you. ”

"Well, listen to me......"

He leaned his back against the baffle and closed his eyes.

"Three ......"

Listen carefully......

"Two ......"

The sound of the ejection clip and the sound of the thruster ejection......

"One ......"

Patrick jumped sharply, spun his body and slammed into the wall, kicking the whole person out, while the thruster pushed forward with maximum horsepower, rushing towards the elevator at the fastest speed.

"Turn off the lights~" said madly excitedly, "The estimated blinding time is five seconds." ”

"Understood. ”

With the overload turned on again, Patrick pressed the elevator as fast as he could, turned and leaned against the door, facing the enemy. It must be pitch black before the eyes of the enemy, as can be seen from their movements. Some people shook their heads from side to side, some banged on their helmets vigorously, and some shouted loudly.

Aim, shoot, aim, shoot...... Patrick repeated the action, firing a dozen rounds under overload. He fumbled backwards with his left hand. The elevator doors have not yet opened.

The elevator was on its way up, but it hadn't reached the floor where Patrick was.

It was as if I heard the second hand moving.

"Bang!" there was a heavy snap, the elevator arrived, and the door was opening little by little. It felt like blood was flowing backwards, the overload was automatically lifted by the system, and everything in the field of vision returned to normal.

"Get in!" Patrick shouted.

At the same time that the elevator doors were opened to the maximum, the enemy also regained his "sight" and raised his gun in the direction of the elevator. Patrick raised his pistol and fired back, backing as he struck.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a force pushed him into the elevator, slamming it against the wall, and red blood floated everywhere, one by one like red ribbons. Luckily, the elevator doors were closed, otherwise it was unknown how many shots Patrick would have had to eat.

"Master!" G41 hurriedly supported Patrick, who had lost his center of gravity.

"Ahem...... I'm fine. Patrick said, thinking it was ridiculous. When he said this, blood was still pouring out of his mouth. The bullet passed through his left chest and nearly hit the heart.

"You really ...... Are you alright?" asked G41 shudderingly, teeth biting his lip slightly.

Patrick gasped. G41's expression is clearly shouting: You lie!

"It's just going to hurt a little...... he said as steadily as he could, "it's not life-threatening yet." ”

"I know ......" seemed to realize the role of the AED system, and the G41 did not say anything more, but the worry in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Okay......" Patrick watched the floor descend a little bit, ripped off the sleeves on both sides, then took out a C4 from under his coat and handed it to G41, "As soon as the door opens, you go to the left, follow the crazy signs, find the storage station, set up the C4, and then go to the marked evacuation point, understand?"

"Understood!"

"Well, then ......" Patrick turned his eyes to the slowly opening elevator door, "action!"

The pain kept Patrick awake, his gun in both hands, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator and stepped against the wall, he floated to the right. Along the aisle, the desert eagle in his hand let out a few terrifying roars with each corner. Several times, bullets flew by the edge of his hood, and he did not fear, did not slow down the pace of his advance.

Blood, bullet casings, cartridge clips, gunsmoke, the filth drifted past Patrick's eyes. He casually flicked away the corpse floating in the air, fired the chain claw forward, pulled himself onto a mech, and brutally removed the cockpit hatch.

The pleas for mercy filled his ears, but just as his numb brain chose to ignore the pain in his chest, Patrick turned a deaf ear and pulled the trigger on the man's eyebrows.

"The first blasting point has been reached. Patrick said, placing the bomb on the fuel tank, "The bomb is planted and is on its way to the evacuation point." ”

"You'd better hurry, the pursuers are coming. ”

Patrick listened, and did not reply, but dropped a smoke grenade before exiting the fuel chamber, and then flew towards the evacuation point under the aimless bullet attack.

The narrow walkway made a turn, merging with the opposite walkway and extending towards the base of the station. Patrick walked into the smaller and smaller space and found that the G41 was already waiting ahead.

The rescue pods are neatly arranged on both sides. Patrick silently calculated, and there were still two minutes.

"Let's get in. Patrick opened a survival pod and said to G41.

"What about you, master?"

"Don't worry, I'm right next to you. This can only be done by one person. ”

G41 looked at him suspiciously. Patrick sighed, pushed her in gently, pressed the button to close the hatch, and stepped out.

"We'll see you on the other side. Patrick said.

The floodgates closed, and the escape pod left Valhalla, drifting away.

Thirty seconds was enough for him to open another escape pod.

It's really uncomfortable to sit in such an iron cage. Patrick thought, looking at Valhalla, which was fading away.

Fireballs erupted from the center of Valhalla, shards scattered across the endless darkness, and the massive space station shattered.

The temperature around him was rising dramatically, and Patrick heard the sound of the insulated airbag opening. He is breaking through the atmosphere, like a meteor, falling from the universe.

There was still some time left before he reached the surface, and he could get a good rest.