Miller, covering the flanks. ”

"Roger."

The young man in a green camouflage uniform walked towards the woodland on his right, his face smeared with black and green oil paint, and the M1 Garand rifle in his hand hung a rudimentary camouflage net made of vines.

The air on Guadalcanal is unusually hot, the stench of rotting plants makes it almost impossible to open one's eyes, and everywhere you can see is covered with trees and vines of unknown names.

A few brightly colored yellow vipers slipped through the dirt next to the grass, and five American soldiers cautiously advanced at the edge of the woodland, for fear of alarming the Japanese troops hiding somewhere.

On this Pacific island, a murderous death match has been going on for two months.

The American soldiers, who thought that they could quickly annihilate the Japanese army and attack the enemy's mainland, did not expect that they would be dragged into such a quagmire.

What they didn't expect was that the enemy soldiers on the island were not only Japanese soldiers......

The M1 Garand rifle fired with a loud sound that shook the advancing soldiers, and the five people who remained here raised their rifles at the same time and aimed at the direction where the gunfire came.

"Miller, what's wrong?"

The captain shouted tentatively, but the soldier who had just entered the forest did not respond.

Realizing that his comrades might be in distress, the captain raised his left hand and waved it down, and the five soldiers bent down and sneakily walked towards the position where the fire had just fired.

Then they heard the strange sound of gunfire.

The sound was like a chainsaw activated, or dozens of pieces of cloth being torn at the same time, and the five soldiers subconsciously lay down, but the bullets fired at high speed had already shattered their helmets, and in an instant their upper bodies were blown into a piece of rotten flesh.

With a loud noise in the forest, frightened birds flew up from the dense forest, and the black pressure obscured the sky.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The teenager who lost his left arm, gasping for breath, the MG42 machine gun in front of his body, a wisp of white smoke came out of the muzzle.

The Second World War, which suddenly entered from the battlefield of World War I, made the Terminator's head a little dazed.

However, the self-consciousness that has long been suppressed completely ignores the strong feeling of discomfort. At this time, the terminator has only one thought left: killing.

“……”

With scarlet eyes and mouth striking on his bloodstained face, the Terminator stood up and looked around and removed the MP40 submachine gun he was carrying behind him.

He didn't know why he was on the battlefield of the Pacific War, but he had a German-made weapon in his hand. The current Terminator didn't bother to think about such a boring question at all, just looking around for the trace of the enemy.

"Revenge."

The Terminator with the horror mask on his face repeats the word in his mouth, like a broken repeater.

At this time, his every move was under the surveillance of the "enemy".

Lin Chi, who was lurking in the bushes, witnessed the whole process of the tragic death of five American soldiers from not far away. Hearing MG42's voice, he naturally knew very well who had killed the five soldiers.

- The one who uses a gun that shouldn't be here must be a Terminator who "crosses" with him. If nothing else, this duel should end here.

Lin Chi looked at the Mosin Nagant rifle he had "brought" from the First World War, moved his body slightly, stretched out the muzzle of the gun from the bushes, and aimed it at the narrow path ahead.

With the development of human science and technology, the weapons used by people in this era are more than one grade more powerful than ancient weapons, as long as they can shoot and hit the terminator, the duel can be divided into winners and losers.

- Come out.

Lin Chi prayed secretly in his heart, lurking motionless in the bushes, the wound on his chest seemed to have worms wriggling, and the itching and pain stimulated the nerves one after another.

Even though he has gained an "immortal body", the pain and discomfort caused by the injury will not disappear. Lin Chi knew that his broken body was almost at its limit.

The sound of footsteps sounded in the woods, and Lin Chi lifted a leaf that stood in front of him, and his right eye peeked out of the bushes, staring at the path ahead.

The bloodthirsty insect devoured the wound on his left chest, causing Lin Chi's body to stiffen a little, and his movements were slower than before. He blinked, and then heard a howl of pain ringing in front of him:

"Oh, ah, ah!"

The Terminator's voice erupted from the forest, as if in intense pain, and his throat had burst.

Although it wasn't an "S", the only thing Lin Chi wanted to do now was to make the terminator suffer more intense pain.

- The Terminator's injuries are not light, as long as he makes up for the fatal blow here, that guy may be able to regain his senses in pain.

After all, pain is the best means of soberness.

The short, one-armed figure staggered out of the woods, holding a green serpent in his right hand, which the Terminator threw to the ground, then stepped on the snake's body, drew his saber and nailed its head into the dirt.

Listening to the swear words that kept coming out of the other party's mouth, Lin Chi raised the muzzle of the gun up, and after aiming a little, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Clang!

Twenty years ago, the gunfire of gunfire resounded in the rainforest of Guadalcanal, and the terminator, who was shot in the waist, fell to the ground without saying a word.

Pulling the bolt to withdraw the bullet case, and making up two more shots at the terminator's head, seeing that the opponent's body was not moving, Lin Chi said in a low voice: "Divide the winner or loser, right?" ”

"Well done, worthy of my favorite agent!"

The observer's excited voice shook the entire rainforest, and a large number of seabirds in the distance also flew up: "Deathbringer, your men are dead!" The feud between us—"

"It's not over yet."

The voice of the Deathbringer was extremely low, as if it came from the abyss: "Your agent also defeated me through battle, which shows the need for revenge......"

"Do you see that there is no other way to resolve disputes than war and slaughter. There is nothing wrong with my choice, what is wrong is that I chose to escape from you. ”

"Hah!" The observer burst out laughing: "I just don't want these disputes to continue." And...... I found something more fun! ”

Hearing this, recalling the lines that the observer had said before, Lin Chi immediately understood what the "more interesting things" in his mouth were:

"Exploring the universe?" Lin Chi asked.

"That's right!" The observer's tone fluctuated, as if he had fallen into madness: "In addition to the desire to kill and conquer, another human instinct is a strong desire to explore!" ”

"You're completely insane......" Deathbringer sighed.

"It's not crazy, it's a better choice!"

The observer's voice echoed over the battlefield: "If you despise humans, why do you choose to deal with them in the same way as humans?" Come with me, take a human spaceship to the sea of stars, and let their plan to 'cultivate war AI' go bankrupt, which is the best way to take revenge! ”

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