As if to reflect what the blind man said, the footsteps around the corner became clear after three seconds, and even ordinary ears could hear the sound of fast-moving footsteps.

[Please note that the target is already moving fast towards you, allowing for any form of counterattack.] 】

"Yes."

The security soldier who had just used the honorific nodded, and took out the prepared grenade directly from his arms.

Although Area D is underground, the engineering of the structure is very stable, and the future is full of science fiction, not to mention military grenades, even if you detonate a C-4 bomb in the aisle, you can't blow up the solid four walls.

"Lie down!"

The soldier gestured, and the other two lay down with their guns in their hands.

The rounded grenade slashed through the air in a high arc, slammed into the wall of the hallway, and then slammed back into the corner.

This set of thinking and action took less than five seconds, and the quick reaction speed is in stark contrast to that of ordinary Self-Defense Force civil servants, if it is an ordinary Self-Defense Force, it is estimated that after being killed, they are still thinking about whether they should shoot.

Able to do the darkest side of the work in the base, every soldier is a guy who disregards human life, fights when he says he fights, and does not hesitate.

But there was no explosion in the corner hallway, and a man in a special soldier's uniform walked out, holding a strange wooden hilt in his hand.

And the hilt of the sword was empty, and there was not even a sword body, like an inferior product stolen directly from the carpenter's hands.

"Click."

A cold light flashed in the air, and the crisp clicking sound was free.

With the power to cause a massacre in the crowd, the aerial grenade is easily cut in half.

The explosion that had not yet occurred suddenly stopped, leaving only two semicircular remains on the ground.

"Knives?"

The blind man's ears moved, and his godless eyes looked in the direction from which the cutting sound came.

This kind of cutting sound is a good knife cutting fast, such a refreshing cutting, the blind man has only heard it a few times before.

The special soldier holds the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the deformed white bones on his body are the experimental subjects in the base, and judging from the uniform, he should be the first generation of success!

The first generation of test subjects were carefully selected soldiers, with impeccable physical fitness and loyalty.

"This, you have defected?! Damn it! ”

The soldier's honorific disappeared in an instant: "That knife is a divine sword." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, attack directly, he just stole the divine sword, and he shouldn't have inherited it yet."

"With a weapon in hand, there's no world of difference between the subject and us."

I don't know where the courage came from gave birth to the courage of the three soldiers, and they are also qualified to be selected as experimental subjects, but the batch has not yet arrived, and everyone who works in the base can become superhuman!

And the Divine Sword Inheritance Ceremony for the world to see fooled many people, and only a few people really learned the identity of the Demon Sword from Minister Yuriruo.

The blind man had just pressed his body against the base of the wall, and a fierce battle unfolded in the aisle.

The blind man frowned, and his eardrums were shaken by the sudden sound of gunshots: "Don't deaf your ears, or you will really become a waste." ”

The successive bullets were like horizontal rain curtains, rapidly interspersed in the aisles, even if there were dozens or hundreds of zombies in the aisles, they had to be repelled by dense fire.

"Jingle Bell!"

But faster than a bullet is a knife!

The test subject held a demon sword, and the invisible sword qi swept away the killing machine in the air.

LV3's swordsmanship combined with superior physical fitness makes slashing bullets a reality.

Knives again?

The blind man's ears are fanned by sound, and his eyes cannot see, but the ears take the place of the eyes.

The bullet is discharged, the knife cuts through steel, the flexible and powerful wrist uses the power of the knife to the extreme, and the blind man uses the sound he hears to profile the picture of the battle.

"This cutting is a knife cut bullet?" The blind man leaned against the wall and muttered, "One, five...... Forty-seven, and another one. ”

Ordinary people couldn't even hear the sound of a gunshot, let alone distinguish which sounds were knives cutting bullets and which sounds were bullets hitting the wall.

But by listening to the ears of a blind man, one can simply discern the magic and mystery in the various sounds.

"Boom."

A bullet slammed into the bone, plunging into it quickly, and the debris flew through the air.

"Huh? The new sound, not a knife cutting a bullet, not a bullet hitting the wall. ”

The blind man licked his lips, and the temperature in the aisle rose from the battle, and sweat flowed from the hot and hot blind man's forehead.

At this moment, he was a little moved.

I was so moved that I regretted my blindness and wanted to watch the battle with real eyes.

"Whew."

The wind has shaved through.

"Poof."

A stream of red, high-pressure water erupted from the pipe, and the soldier at the head screamed and clutched his shoulders, howling and staggering forward a few steps and falling heavily to the ground.

"Whew!"

It's the wind again.

"Four knives."

The blind man could distinguish between the long and short intervals in the sound of the wind, and there were four sword lights in one wind.

"Quick, four slashes in an instant."

The remaining two soldiers stared at each other dumbfounded, staring at each other's hideous wounds on their chests.

The wound of the cross, cutting through the clothes, exposes the chest.

This is a technique used in cooking, and this cutting can make the food more flavorful.

"Uh...... Yes! ”

Everything in less than ten seconds!

The dust fell, and the only sound in the aisles was the sound of bullets rolling on the ground and the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

The sword-wielding defector stepped on the bullet, stepped on the corpse, and the knife in his hand was three people, holding the divine knife, which was the real power.

Looking at the blind man cowering in the corner, the defector's expression did not change at all.

The blind man curled up, his eyelids fluttering, his hands flapping on the ground, and next to his wrists was the soldier who had just been cross-cut.

The defector habitually waved the magic knife in his hand and slashed at the blind man.

It's just a casual stroke, because a boring little killing like this is destined to be tedious.

But now that I can stand here completely, I have to thank a lot of experiments like this one that I grabbed out of nowhere, and I used my life to find a stable way for these reformers.

It's good to live like a blind man, this world is too ugly to see anything, so you don't have to be polluted by colors, and you don't have to bear all kinds of inexplicable pressure of life and death.

Thoughts and sword lights flashed.

But the touch coming from the hilt of the divine sword was not a cut into flesh and blood.

Rather, it was slightly sluggish, inserted into the wall?

A flash of swords!!

The blind man leaned down to avoid the fatal blow, slapped the corpse with both hands and finally found what he wanted, and without hesitation, the blind man drew the dagger from the corpse.

Get up and hold the knife!

The dagger was pointed upwards.

Towards the nasal breathing sound five centimeters below the direction!!

"Poof!!"

The dagger is inserted into the middle of the jaw and throat with unmistakable accuracy!

"Ho, ho, ho."

The defector's eyes widened, and it was not clear what had happened.

"Who said I couldn't see it."

The blind man opened his eyes suddenly, and the sound of breathing, footsteps, and the grinding of clothes constructed a complete world of colors in his mind.