Chapter 10 Internal Response

The basement area is not small, the passages are like a maze, and there are many hidden rooms, without the help of infrared equipment, Parrett can only slowly identify the subtle sounds to search, and the efficiency is very slow.

But that won't last long, the exit above is guarded by Joe, and Lancer and they'll come over later, and by the evening, when the Mentor has brought the equipment, it's easy for them to find Rogers.

Parrett loved the mysterious teenager, and the hunt for Rogers was a thrill of hunting, and it had been a long time since he had found such tempting prey.

He couldn't wait to get him, to get him to his knees at his feet, to submit to him, to kiss his toes obediently, to call him dear master, the kind of image that made his blood boil just to think about it.

"Parrett." Joe's voice suddenly rang out in the headset, interrupting his imagination.

"How?"

Joe's voice had a special metallic coldness, and after being rendered by the headset, it revealed an aura of abstinence: "You will be back soon, we need to get out of here." The mentor just sent a message that Ponton's Marines had moved, and four helicopters were coming at us. โ€

"Who gave the order?"

"Li Jingshan."

Parrett narrowed his eyes and pressed the all-staff call button: "Emergency, everyone moves closer to Joe's direction and prepares to retreat." โ€

"Roger."

Regarding the matter of making a bazooka from steel pipes, Shen Siyuan is not just talking.

The first thing a mech builder comes into contact with is the weapon system, which is the core part of the whole mecha and directly affects the performance rating of the mecha. Every qualified mecha master has a deep attainment in weapons, and Shen Siyuan, as the leader of the team, has reached the pinnacle of research on this.

So if conditions permit, it is completely feasible to make a bazooka with bare hands.

But Shen Siyuan really didn't want to make a bazooka, although this thing has great lethality and a long range, he can't be sure what he can do.

But what he said was the water that was spilled, and if he wanted to refuse at this time, Shen Siyuan thought that he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Looking at He Weilong's eyes full of hope, Shen Siyuan silently decided that he would never pretend to be forced again in the future.

Thinking like this, Shen Siyuan hesitated for a while, and soon entered the working state again, found out what he needed, and after counting it, he stretched out his hand: "Is there something on fire?" โ€

His expression had a calmness that did not match his age, and it gave birth to a power of trust for no reason, and he was willing to entrust his safety to him.

He Weilong gave him an outdoor flamethrower.

Shen Siyuan took it in his hand and flipped the switch, and a light blue cone-shaped flame erupted from the mouth of the gun, carrying a rolling heat wave. "I was going to find a chance to take revenge in the future, but now it's just right - the knife is for me."

He Weilong did so.

The back end of the dagger was sharp serrations, Shen Siyuan took a deep breath, pressed the can with his left hand, and slashed it at the side.

There was a shrill tug-of-war, and a shallow scratch appeared on the can.

Shen Siyuan: "......"

Shen Siyuan looked at his powerless hands, and embarrassedly gave the knife and cans to He Weilong: "Come on." โ€

He Weilong took it with a "I'm still amazing" expression.

Shen Siyuan: "......"

He Weilong's strength was much greater than Shen Siyuan's, and after a while, he cut a hole and replaced it with scissors to cut off the seal: "Here you go." โ€

Shen Siyuan put on his gloves, took the freshly cut disc, and began to breathe fire at the edges, while saying, "Steel cans have a high melting point and high hardness...... However, it can withstand the thrust, but you still have to be careful later, the wall of the tank is thin, and there may be errors in the accuracy. โ€

"Why don't you make grenades?"

Shen Siyuan glanced at him strangely: "The throwing distance and the fuse delay are unknown. โ€

......He Weilong still didn't quite understand, but he was embarrassed to ask, and changed the topic and said, "Okay...... So how do you do this? โ€

"Glue the lid into a conical corner cover, and then use JH-21 quantitative blasting as thrust." Shen Siyuan didn't raise his head, he accurately controlled the spray โ–กโ–ก, and welded the two cans little by little.

He Weilong: "??? โ€

What's the matter...... He Weilong felt that his IQ had been severely despised, and the sense of crisis of being provoked spontaneously arose, which made him very unhappy.

Shen Siyuan soaked a ball of facial tissues, stuffed it into the tail of the can, disassembled two more explosives, and put them in with the cone for a long time, followed by the layers of miniature bombs.

He Weilong's mouth opened wider and wider, as if he could stuff a whole watermelon.

The room was so quiet that you could even hear each other's long breathing. Shen Siyuan's slender and dexterous fingers kept shaking in front of his eyes, and he pasted a slender thing similar to a lead on the can, because his mind was highly concentrated, under the dim light, He Weilong saw that fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, and the sound of subtle breathing also stopped temporarily, as if time stood still at this moment.

"Look at the situation outside." Shen Siyuan suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence, "The saw cans just now was a little loud, maybe he knew that I wasn't in front of me." โ€

He Weilong, whose eyes were straight, was suddenly stunned, and immediately coughed weakly, and then swept around with a thermal imager, and said, "Just where the left turn is in front, hey, has my plan succeeded......

"Is it close to us?"

"Near, 50 meters in a straight line."

"I'll do a big deal later." Shen Siyuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, patted the simple bazooka in his hand, and the corners of his reddish eyes were full of demagogy.

Hearing this, He Weilong's mind was full of the scene when he had just made a bazooka, and he thought of the group of fierce outlaws, facing Shen Siyuan, who was weak on the outside but full of fighting spirit, he suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was ignited, and it was like a grain of sodium thrown into calm water, and it boiled in an instant.

"Are you sure you're familiar with the terrain?" Shen Siyuan asked again.

He Weilong nodded firmly: "I did a holographic scan here." โ€

"Give me the map." Shen Siyuan said.

He Weilong handed him the terminal: "In the 'Abyss Inquisitor's Blade' on the table. โ€

Shen Siyuan: "......"

He Weilong asked puzzledly: "Isn't this name handsome?" โ€

Why don't you go to heaven? Shen Siyuan rolled his eyes: "...... Very handsome. โ€

He Weilong said sincerely: "I have won awards. โ€

Shen Siyuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned the holographic map over, turned it into a bird's-eye view, looked at the lines extending in all directions, and had a plan in the blink of an eye.