[Date: May 12, 2937.]

Bite!

Crisp sounds, emitted in different places, will have different effects and give people different feelings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and now this sound contains words such as hearing, nervousness, pupils, fingers, muzzles, etc., if these words are connected together, then it is the action of the poem. When she heard the sound of the elevator reaching its position, her nervous pupils began to dilate, and her hand was zero from the trigger, ready to destroy the enemy who appeared on the other side of the gun.

Swish! The elevator door opened, and the flickering white light in the hallway allowed her to see the person beneath her feet.

What would death look like if it lasted one to four hours?

The body is stiff and the hair stands on end, this is what the poem sees. The man's back, with a large bloody hole, looked like he was about to run to the elevator when he was hit by some kind of hot weapon, and his pistol and magazine fell into the elevator. The blood in those elevators was the same crimson blood that was now flowing under his feet. Is the little boy going to scare himself by letting the blood flow into the elevator in such a tragic way?

Her gaze was very disdainful, even in this darkness, when she saw the corpse of such a soldier, she thought it was just a trick, nothing to do. Compared to this, the damn little boy is the most terrifying, just a child, but he has done things that ordinary people can't imagine. He'd come here, and he'd passed through the elevator, and he must have walked past this corpse, but he didn't have any fear? It doesn't look like a boy around ten years old did it.

Shi Xiaowen looked at the ground, the muscles in his eyes tightened, and his sharp gaze swept across the corridor, following the bloody footprints all the way to the room in the distance.

"You brought me here, did you do the same before?" She shouted, but there was no answer.

What is the memory I lost, what is the vague memory, why do I have no fear of the corpse under my feet? She thought about it, crouched down on one knee, and with her left hand untied the black military leg straps on the left and right sides of the deceased's thighs, and tied them to her legs, and then, not forgetting to take away his dagger and a pistol magazine from his body. Once equipped, she stood up, her eyes still fixed on the corpse, lying in a pool of blood.

Well, she gave a simple military salute, as if thanking the dead for giving her weapons and equipment. However, it seems as if it had been done before. Pick up a weapon given to you by someone, even if it's a dead person, remember to thank him in your heart.

Walking towards the room with bloody footprints, step by step, her steps were light and steady, and her eyes were very attentive.

1332, 1333, 1334, his eyes crossed the house numbers, and his left hand drew a dagger tied to his left leg, holding it horizontally in front of his chest, and the blade was forward. The right hand holds the pistol up the center of the chest, above the left arm. This move can ensure that she can use the power of her weapon at medium and close ranges, and can eliminate opponents at the first time, regardless of near and far.

1337, here it is.

The light in the room had long been turned off, and from time to time a white light and shadow flashed from inside, shining in the darkness in front of him, like a white light with a problematic voltage from before. But this somewhat adds a touch of horror to the current scene, that feeling of silence, so silent that the slightest sound will frighten people to turn around.

She pressed against the wall, her head facing the mysterious room, and her feet moved slowly, and when she was still a meter from the door, wow! Quickly appeared, the muzzle of the gun turned sharply at the things in the room, and the blade of the knife held was slightly backwards, always ready for the enemy to come!

Syllable!

A terrifying flash of lightning lit up the whole little room, and there was no little boy in the whole room!

Under the window facing it was a black sniper rifle, a few magazines, and a night-vision binoculars, but nothing else.

Shi Xiaowen gasped at this time, pointed the gun behind him, and pulled the trigger!

Touch! The orange muzzle fire illuminated the dark corridor, and the brown wooden door on the opposite side was directly punched out of a small hole, allowing the white light in the room to shoot through the hole made by the bullet to his side.

She looked left and right, up and down, and she estimated it in all directions, but there was nothing, and the corridor was still so silent, at least, there was no sound she wanted to hear.

Taking a breath, Shi Xiaowen walked to the sniper rifle with a blood-dripping skirt and clothes.

Shan Qi knelt on the ground, this action made her see that her left knee was covered with crimson blood, which was left by the soldier just now, and she took his blade from that position. Looking away, he turned to the sniper rifle, the black weapon was lying quietly under him, its owner seemed to have abandoned it, but strangely, the general sniper team was a team of two people, one was an observer, and the other was a shooter. The main tasks of the observer are to be responsible for environmental measurement, call fire support, and liaise with superiors to confirm mission information when the distance is measured; The shooter, on the other hand, is the target of the attack mission. In some cases, the observer will also carry a sniper rifle and reshoot when the shooter misses the target. But I only saw one dead person, and what about the other? Dead somewhere else?

(Note: 1. The more advanced sniper rifle can measure the environment by itself.) 2. Observing hands are important, but not necessarily necessary. ）

But what is the reason for them to leave from this sniper point?

The dagger was put back on the military leg strap on her left leg and inserted into the scabbard, and the pistol was placed next to the anti-materiel sniper rifle, which was a habit, a habit that should be done. Who knows how time-consuming it takes to put a gun back in its holster and then take it out? At least no one knows what it means to be very safe.

Feeling the coldness of the firearm, the sniper rifle was picked up by her two hands. It's a little heavy, about fourteen pounds, if you guess correctly... She unloaded the ammunition clip and glanced at it, and the bullet was ten centimeters long and nearly two centimeters in diameter, and according to the size of the magazine, there were about ten bullets in it, and each bullet was so sharp that it felt very powerful.

The bullet clip was reloaded into the sniper rifle, and she was going to take the weapon, looking at the caliber, it should be quite powerful.

She was about to stand up when she stopped again, and a pair of gray right index finger gloves caught her attention. Shi Xiaowen put down the weapon, and then put on the pair of gloves, she felt that the gloves were very familiar, this was one of the reasons, and the second reason was that she felt that the weapon was very cold, if she walked outside, this gun would give her the feeling of adding ice to the cold water, it was better to put the gloves on, that kind of cold chill, only stayed on the index finger of the god of death.

When he stood up again, the pistol was placed in the holster of his right leg, and the two sniper rifle clips were caught by the strap of his left leg. There was also a telescope on the ground, which she didn't take and didn't need, and the accessories on the sniper rifle were enough to achieve the effect of a telescope. Shi Xiaowen has to do nothing more than two things now, first, live well: go to the air-raid shelter on the east side of the city, and second, how to live well: find the little boy. With these two things, it is enough.

With the sniper rifle in her hand, with the help of the lightning that occasionally hits, she can read the words on the gun, Chris712, and the name of this gun is Kreis 712. What a coincidence, 712, today is the 712th day where I came to this world, and I encountered an alien invasion and all kinds of strange things, but this 712 representative was lucky, and 712 was taken apart, which were two English letters, the seventh letter of English is G, and the twelfth letter is L, which together is GL, the meaning of Good-Luck. (Note: Good.Luck means good luck.) ）

"Interesting." Her voice was not very high, but after the word fell, she originally looked outside and heard something.

The sound was so small that she could barely hear it if it weren't for her ears. It was a language, the language of aliens, if I guessed correctly, soldiers of the Angelic Empire.

The mysterious little boy led himself over, is it the weapon equipment in the early stage, and then get rid of those angelic soldiers?

No, listening to these faint footsteps and whispers, there were still quite a few of them, and she had to get out of here. Sniper rifles are not suitable for close combat, pistols are not powerful enough, she can't kill those enemies, if she is discovered, there is only a dead end, of course, if they take prisoners, just say. But I'm afraid that I won't be so lucky to be taken in, and I don't need to be raised.

A little poked his head out and immediately retracted it.

There were a few nasty aliens surrounding the corpses at the elevator door, and one of them was walking this way. Some places on their armor are bubbling with blue light spots, and the front end of the weapon in their hand is also always lit with blue light, it seems that their weapon is related to light. Lasers? Or even more terrifying weapons.

She looked around and saw the small bathroom next to her. If you hide, you can get by, but if you don't succeed, it's better to rush out now......

Taking a deep breath, Shi Xiaowen disappeared into the room.

For war, it is the duty of a soldier to search every place and not let go of any corner, just like this angel warrior.

A pair of tentacles bent forward on the triangular head, and two pairs of metal-covered wings behind him, swayed gently as he walked. The alien, who is more than 1.6 meters tall, holds a weapon with a long axis of about 30cm in his right paw, and carefully walks into this room. What catches your eye is a sliding window that has been securely closed, and below it is a discarded object.

Not caring about the thing, he looked around, there was a large cabinet on the right, and another room on the left.

He walked to the room on the left, and when he reached the door, the weapon of his right claw pointed into the door, the six fingers of his left claw pressed against the door, and the blue eyes on either side of his head stared at the front through the helmet goggles.

Swish! The door opened, and in the small empty room, a corpse dressed in green died tragically, and the long weapon in his hand was also stained with red blood.

Seeing the disgusting red, his hard vises couldn't help but hit hard, expressing his disgust for red.

Touch! The door was shut, as the troops before it, hated red.

The black-armored angel soldier was going to look for it in another room, but when he turned around and didn't take a few steps, his eyes stayed on the rectangular cabinet that had been erected.

When I came, I noticed this cabinet. The cabinets in many rooms were open, like the humans in this building, who took something before fleeing for their lives, it should be some clothes.

He pitied these races hiding in the cement, the religion of the Angelic Empire, so that they had always been taken prisoner by innocent people in war, and God only guided the light. However, the people of this race are really pitiful, their government first made a foolish declaration of war against the angelic empire, and defiled the good intentions of God, so that they, the apostles of God, did not hesitate to fight holy wars for the sake of light, to save the innocents in these wars, and to redeem their souls.

His viscers slammed again, as if to express his feelings. Then he came to the cabinet and prepared to open it, to see if there would be an accident waiting for the great Imperial warrior inside.

/.―. GalaxysWars.―.for.―. Valkyries.―./

[PS: 1. If you find a problem in your reading, you can ask in the comment area, and you will get a reward from the moderator.] 2. Some of the human weapons that appear in the book have prototypes in reality. The prototype of the Chris-712 was the Barrett Model-98B. 3. The Q group number of this book is 257186057]