1201 Betta Fish
I was surrounded by thirty-three well-trained soldiers, their objectives clear, their composition and their actions well planned. It is very unlikely that their background is purely the military of this world government, without the guidance of the invaders, they have never been in contact with the "mysterious" people, and it is impossible to accept the existence of the "mysterious" in such a short period of time, and form a team composed of all the electronic demon messengers with military status. Assuming that this is a powerful military force, and there are invaders like us in it, and this person is at the top level, then, at the same time as the electronic demon summoning system appears, it is natural that a part of ordinary soldiers can be quickly transformed, and then under his guidance, when NOG expands, he will make every effort to let this group of subordinates learn the "mysterious" way of fighting, and naturally a group of well-trained fighters can be obtained.
As far as I know, the occult experts with the most experience in this area should be mercenary associations from the outside world. It is not impossible for the mercenary association, while responding to the NOG, to send people into Las Vegas to carry out some private activities on its own. In fact, in my guess, the Lone Wanderers who have not yet been identified by themselves must have come from a number of NOG member organizations, in addition to those like Father Edward, who are no longer ostensibly affiliated with any mysterious organizations. It is not difficult to grasp the balance between when to follow the instructions of the NOG and when to protect the interests of the organization, especially in the absence of a leader in today's NOG, even if the network ball occupies the vast majority of the right to speak, it is impossible to implement its will into the entire NOG. John Bull's position in this Las Vegas special operations team is a microcosm of the entire NOG internal pattern.
As one of the permanent directors of the NOG, I am not surprised that the Mercenary Association not only has its own intelligence system, but also has access to the information of the NOG. will be in this world of repeaters, see their members. Assuming that these servicemen who intercepted me are from the mercenary association, what are their goals? My cooperation and disagreement with NOG should not be a secret to insiders, and John Bull and I cooperated. I can't avoid the eyes of those who have a heart. After being promoted to the fourth level of the Demon Emringer, my combat power will definitely be reassessed. I don't feel like I'm being targeted by the Mercenary Guild, either in terms of ability, relationships, or other cooperation.
I cannot deny the possibility that the current situation is the private activity of the mercenary association, but it is true that there is another mysterious organization that is more likely than the mercenary association.
Nazi. The specter of war from the last century, a group of war maniacs, even under the doctrine of doomsday truth, belongs to the most paranoid class of believers. They themselves are a mystical organization that is militarized. It's a terrible force that is more militarized than the mercenary guild. It is likely that its predecessor was one of the triumvirate of Shinrikyo Doom, and it is said that they split from Shinrikyo because they believed that Shinrikyo was too mild. For most people, however, the actions of the Doomsday Shinrikyo are radical enough.
The Nazis, in the eyes of many, were themselves a symbol of the end of the world. After more than half a century of propaganda, they are regarded as a symbol of calamity for human society. However, even if in the education of ordinary people, these inhumane guys have been described as some kind of conceptual evil, but when they really step out of the moon and counterattack the ground. The qiē that he did still made people realize that their own perception of the malignancy of the Nazis was far from sufficient, and that was by no means a compliment to the word "powerful". It can also be described as a derogatory neutral word. Because, the Nazis showed an evil that is unacceptable to human nature.
It was an army without humanity, monsters in human skin. Fighting them, fighting to the death, doesn't need any reason other than being human.
If the group of people I encountered at this time were from the Nazis, it would have been more acceptable. This repeater is the home of the Nazis, and they attack me, attack anyone in the NOG, and there is no need for a reason at all. Thinking about whether there is a conspiracy behind this is a waste of energy, because there must be a conspiracy behind it, and the goal of the conspiracy is of course not to obtain wealth and territory or anything, that is something that only human beings need, if the Nazis have a conspiracy, it must be preparing for a grand killing, it must be to bring the end to the world, even if they can't destroy all the existence of a world, they will destroy humanity. Just from the concept of "the end of mankind", they do fit the way that they have been repeatedly propagated in government education in the past.
"Nazis?" I stopped, and the image in my mind blurred again, reverting to a simple black and white outline. Within the observation range of the chain judgment, the black feathers were instantly emptied. It was indeed not a natural disappearance, but one of the soldiers used the electronic demon to carry out a large-scale "purification". The light released pierces the level directly, and it can be seen with the naked eye. If these people were Nazis, this "mystery" of releasing the light of purification is really full of irony.
My coordinates are always in the observation of these enemies, and after entering the building, I have not completely cut off the sense of surveillance from a distance, ordinary obstacles seem to be ineffective, but I deliberately pass through several rooms with the same background as I can't get in and out, and this sense of surveillance will completely disappear at a certain angle, but it won't be too long. The enemy's ability to observe from a distance is somewhat limited in terms of penetration, but the ability to move is quite strong, and perhaps there are allies who are good at moving to assist.
After a few moves, I confirmed the enemy's ability to detect, and before the enemy broke through to the attack range, the feeling of being watched was once again thrown away, and Quark turned into a black cloak and wrapped me in a black cloak and sank into the shadows. The reappearance was already in the position of another enemy observation blind spot - my judgment of the observer in the distance seemed to be correct, but among the thirty-three soldiers on the mission, there were obviously also those with range-observing capabilities. Because, the soldiers in the chain judgment reacted immediately, and in just five seconds, they completed the change of formation, and once again surrounded me in the center.
I wanted to see what this team is capable of, so I chose this battlefield. Whether the other party's idea is to kill them all, or whether they are merely tempting, whether they are at the behest of the mercenary guild or the Nazis, it has no effect on my choice. As soon as they started to act, I decided to kill the people they were with. Including watchers from afar. Perhaps in their eyes, I was killing myself by breaking into the building, but in my opinion, it was to reduce their space for movement. The constraints are mutual, and the question is who can show superior combat effectiveness under the same environmental constraints.
Without a doubt, it's me.
We want to annihilate this team. The most troublesome thing is the observer hiding in the distance, but just locking his bearing, whether it's a quick sweep or a shadow jump, will allow me to cut off the retreat of those guys in the shortest possible time - the previous temptation has led me to conclude that there is more than one observer in the distance. With the addition of those who assist them, there will be even more of them. And. I don't think they're going to be in the same place.
I am like a huge source of interference, every choice and action I make, I will attract the attention of the other party, and then make corresponding arrangements. I'm going to direct their actions while killing the thirty-three electronic demon messengers in this building. Leave its orientation exposed. It sounds incredible, but I thought I could give it a try, at least when I used the "background room" as an obstacle to create a blind spot. The other party has already started to move.
I made three more shadow jumps, and in the chain judgment, the enemy showed some rules composed of details from reaction to action - in the absence of remote monitoring, the reaction time of each soldier is inconsistent, then, the first to react is naturally the "eyes" in the team that have the ability to observe, and at the same time, these "eyes" are also nodes, integrating the actions of others. These enemies seem to think that dispersing can hide the individual's peculiarities as much as possible and keep their "eyes" from being discovered, but for me, their "eyes" have lost their position where they can be rescued in the first place.
After the fourth Shadow Jump, I confirmed that I had completely marked the team's "eyes" and that the opponent had not shown the ability to target the "Shadow Jump". As for whether I don't know this ability, or if I really don't have a solution, it's not something I care about. Because, the counterattack is about to begin, and their death is already a foregone conclusion.
The enemy was cautious, and despite intermittent long-range observations, they still kept wrapping up my movements, and the suddenness of the shadow jumps was enough to make them understand that I could launch a surprise attack on them. In the absence of a targeted arrangement, the likelihood of outflanking an enemy with spatial transfer capabilities is low. On the premise of not exposing their "eyes" as much as possible, they have begun to move closer to each other and reduce the speed of approaching. I suspect that they may want me to attack them first.
When an attack is launched, in many cases, it also means that the opportunity to evacuate is lost. Therefore, against an enemy with strong mobility ability, even if they are superior in numbers, they will often use defensive counterattacks to lure the enemy deeper. I think that these soldiers of dubious origin are now ready to use this tactic.
It doesn't matter, though. I stepped out generously, and the embrasures on the top edge of the trunk opened, and in an instant, a large number of piercing bullets burst out, reaching the ceiling up into a sieve. The enemy who had just arrived above my head avoided the vital point, but the dense scatter bullets gave him no chance to retreat with his whole body, not to mention that the trajectory outlined by the chain judgment was enough to launch a ricochet attack - the warhead collided with the bullet, and the bullet collided in the room, as if the terrible penetrating force had been turned into a powerful elasticity under a specific need. However, if you are hit in the body, you will immediately be stirred up a large wound.
Although the precision control of bullets is not as good as the super ability of the "magic bullet shooter", I feel that I have an advantage when it comes to the rehearsal of the trajectory of a large amount of ammunition against the target. The best way to fend off these multiple, tricky bullets is to cover your defenses in all directions.
Obviously, this guy who is an "eye", but rushes up, does not have such ability. The electronic demon he summoned was a pyramid-shaped, translucent artifact that could be magnified but could not wrap itself in it. So, he blocked his front, but he couldn't block his back. A large number of ricochets bit the back of his shoulder and back at once, crushing large swaths of skin and muscles, and even the bones were broken at the end of the blurred flesh. Although the head was not hit, none of the internal organs, including the heart, should have been intact. By the time he fell, I had swept away, and in an instant I had slipped into the room. Smash the suitcase against the wall in front of you.
Behind the wall was a second "eye", and he didn't react at all, he was hit by the flying wall tiles and staggered back a few steps. By the time I walked through the hole, his body hadn't regained his balance. The firing hole on the front of the trunk had been opened, and it was like six or seven machine guns firing at the same time, and the soldier only had time to make a defensive posture before he was beaten like chaff, and the bullet pierced his body. Beat the wall behind it into a smoky smoke. Then, his neck and limbs were torn, and his body was still convulsing when he fell to the ground, and it seemed that he was not completely dead. Blood was all over the ground, and a large hole had almost been carved into the wall in front of him.
The firepower of KY3000 does not only come from normal gunpowder machinery, it itself is a weapon aimed at "mystery", and its own mysterious S mechanism allows it to exert the same effect as a critical weapon. These servicemen are armed to the teeth. Body armor is naturally indispensable, but. In the world of consciousness, their awareness of their own defenses, and my knowledge of KY3000, make them feel as if they were naked when facing KY3000. I believe, even in the normal world. If I had a KY3000 in my hand, and these soldiers were still using the equipment at this time, the result would not have made any difference.
I stopped shooting, turned away, and I could feel it. The enemy, who was conducting long-range observations, was once again mobilized. The killing of the two "eyes" also made the other thirty-one people realize that something was wrong, and they abandoned the scattered formation and tried to combine into three squads. However, no matter how you choose, it is useless. When they chose to enter the building to fight, the chain of decisions combined with the quick sweep was enough to wipe them out, and the reason why they didn't do this in the first place was partly to see what they could do, and partly, to gain enough time to confirm the location of the remote observer.
I can't be sure what they know about me, and whether the crows will be wary of them. In fact, in Nightmare Las Vegas, it is quite strange to see a crow flying in the sky. If they realized that the crows were being watched in reverse and decided to evacuate immediately, I probably wouldn't have been able to catch up.
In this way, the best way I can think of to take out those remote observers is to guide the other person's movement through the building, guide the opponent's movement, confirm the opponent's position, and then use the quark's shadow jump to launch a surprise attack.
This is like a net, the movement of one node, which will not always be isolated, but will cause corresponding activities of other nodes. This is a theoretical explanation of chain decisions, but at the macro level, seeing oneself as a node in a vast network of motions to interfere with the actions of others is also an application of chain decisions. I'm quite experienced in this area.
I walked down the hallway to the upper level, where a squad of ten was already formed, and in addition to that, two teams below were approaching. I don't always use Operation Rush, although, using Supers frequently and for long periods of time doesn't have any effect on me, it's just a matter of personal habit. The same is true when fighting, and it is true that a quick sweep can form a high speed, but blindly a relatively fast acceleration is no more promising than a combat method that adjusts the speed to form a certain frequency of movement.
The Speedsweep is amazing, and I can explain it with many scientific theories, but they don't fully reflect its wonder. More often than not, I use it as a concept of speed, however, when I use it, I can feel something else that extends from the concept of speed. I can't describe it, and although I try to explain it with scientific theories, I can't describe it clearly, but among all the concepts other than "speed", the concept of "frequency" is very close to that feeling.
speed, relatively fast; frequency, a variation that runs through both the micro and macro levels. I can't quite smoothly combine the two with a single theory just yet. I just feel that the latter may be a case that goes deeper into the essence than the former.
In the past, I liked to run up no matter what situation I encountered, and directly solve the battle at high speed. Now, I prefer a swift and uncertain way of fighting, with a sudden burst instead of a persistent acceleration. It's good to keep your opponent from having time to react, but only by giving your opponent enough time to react can you expose more hidden information.
Just like now, if I were to launch a quick sweep and take out all thirty-three enemies in a breath or two, the remote observer would probably immediately evacuate, and it would be almost impossible to search them out by direct movement without determining the location of the opponent and without a fast enough reference. On the contrary, if the counterattack is not so swift, the opponent will naturally try to deal with me more patiently, which is not inevitable, but it is very likely.
For me, killing thirty-three electronic demon messengers is a relatively leisurely battle. The observation results of the chain judgment allowed me to step on a position that they subjectively and objectively could not attack in the first place. It's not that they don't realize my approach, I'm not invisible in their "eyes", it's just that they always want to wait for a "more suitable" position and opportunity to seek a higher chance of winning. They have a lot of patience, however, it is also their mistake. Because, their lack of intelligence makes it impossible for them to confirm the real "suitable" location and timing.
What they think is "suitable" is wrong.
KY3000, a seemingly rigid shooting weapon, is more effective than they imagined.
I did a short sweep of the distance, and after a few seconds of pause in the chain decision, the ten-man squad shifted positions. I passed by the "background room" and deliberately drilled into the blind spot of a remote observer. The ten-man squad shifted positions once more, and I was several rooms away from them in a straight line, completely out of range of their attacks.
However, they are within the range of KY3000.
The bootcase's embrasures opened again, and several missiles blew up the walls along the arc, followed by a second wave of missiles passing through the breach, and so on three times, forcing the ten-man team to move where I wanted, and when I started moving, the remote observers also began to move, and the sense of surveillance on my body disappeared for two seconds. Previously, the movement of these remote observers had allowed me to roughly grasp their location, the change of surveillance perception in different directions, and the continuous leakage of their bearing, distance and mobility information.
Now, I'm sure I've found them. There were three of them, and they were somewhat scattered, so they had to be kept closer to each other in order to prevent escape.
I thought so, and began to rush forward, and behind and below me, two other squads were already staggered in approach, perhaps trying to launch a surprise attack—assuming they didn't know I was watching them at the same time.
The previous missiles made the team choose to retreat at the first time, and the formation was also broken up, inevitably exposing the flanks on the route, and they did not have time to readjust under the high speed generated by the rapid sweep. When I was only separated by a wall from them, I was already in a relative position, behind their flanks. The embrasion of the trunk flickered with pale blue fire again, and one after another narrow bullets pierced through the walls as if they were in a no-man's land, tearing apart the bodies of the ten men before they could react. Bullets that pierce through walls, bouncing from wall to wall following the complex trajectory of the bullet path, are like completely losing the power of the wall that pierces through them. Like the soldiers who had been killed before, they did not have the ability to protect their whole body, and even the slightest gap could be passed through the bullet and burst through the crowd with the impact of another batch of bullets.
The soldiers were so exhausted that they couldn't fight back, even if they knew I was on this side of the wall. During the observation of the chain judgment, their limbs were broken, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their heads were blown off the first time, and the blood squeezed out of the broken corpses smeared on the walls. The shot, which lasted for three breaths, made a large hole in the wall in front of me, and there was no one on the other side who could stand up. (To be continued......)