Chapter Ninety-Nine: Separation

Fan stood quietly in this familiar cave, the simple and pure voice and smile of the pupil involuntarily appeared in his mind, and everything was clear as if it had only happened yesterday. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

He sighed imperceptibly, there are some things that may only be memories forever.

"It's a nice place." Mandala walked in at this moment, "Is this our brand new shelter, it looks much more spacious than the last time." ”

"But if it's just to find a shelter, I don't think it's necessary for you to work so hard."

In the face of Mandala's questioning, Brahma did not answer, and walked into the depths of the cave in a few steps, and after a few moments, he walked out with a dusty package.

"Ha, it seems that you are really well prepared. Isn't there a little shelter for you in every district of the Angel of Death? Mandala lifted her eyelids.

Fan Mo silently opened the package, and then threw out a packet of compressed biscuits, "This is our last supply, and it's up to you to decide when to consume it." ”

Mandala reached for the compressed biscuits, but her eyes were unblinking on the few remaining items in the package.

"Damn!" When she saw one of the things clearly, she couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "Are you even ready for this thing?" What a bad luck! ”

Van glanced at the mandala, then casually put a square metal box into his waist.

"Where did you get this? Let's talk about it first, and we must tell me when we use it, I don't want to die in vain. Mandala rolled her eyes.

"If you really need to use it, the result is the same if you don't tell you."

Van said lightly, and then picked up the last thing in the package.

The moonlight poured into the cave through the entrance of the cave, faint and hazy, but even if the glimmer was faint, it did not affect the silver chill emitted from the objects in Fan's hand from time to time!

“**!” Mandala gasped, she finally knew why Van insisted on coming to A-08.

The name of ** is no stranger to anyone who loves close-quarters firearms, and its powerful power and reliability have been enthusiastically sought after by countless people.

Although its empty weight and recoil were widely criticized, this did not affect its legendary status in the semi-automatic pistol world.

The one in Fan's hand is the famous **, but whether it is from his appearance or caliber, it seems to have been professionally modified.

More scientific rifling depth and quantity, bringing more terrifying accuracy, he once used this gun to hit a fallen leaf at a limit distance of two hundred meters.

The widening to a caliber of 0.58 inches even surpassed that of heavy guns, and the resulting recoil was completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But the problem of weight and recoil is nothing to Van Fan, the only thing that restricts his special custom ** is the huge gun flame generated when the gun is fired, and it must be equipped with special bullets.

This gun was originally used by Van Liu, whether it was its production or cost, it cost him a lot of effort, although the Colt python was huge, but its rate of fire and magazine replacement problems, more and more began to limit his play.

But since Hitomi saw this gun, she immediately fell in love with it, and it was hard to imagine that a young girl would like this kind of rough gun, but Van didn't insist, so he simply left it for her as a training weapon.

And it was during the training that Fan discovered that Hitomi could use the empire's spear fighting technique - half-step killing.

Of course, he didn't know that this was the Empire's spearfighting technique until Hitomi whispered into his ear as he left.

After Hitomi left, he never got this ** back. So, having lost most of his equipment and weapons, he first thought of this weapon.

Fan stroked the almost perfect flow of the sand eagle, which weighed more than two kilograms, but just took advantage of it, and spun the pistol in his hand beautifully, and casually inserted it into the holster on his waist.

After carefully storing all the special ammunition, he stood up.

"You ......" Mandala's words were still choking in her throat when Van suddenly threw her body to the ground.

"Bang!" A tracer bullet flew into the cave opening, and the dazzling light illuminated every corner of the dark cavern!

"Let's go!" Brahma didn't have time to feel the soft body under him, and almost savagely grabbed the mandala's body, and rushed out of the cave with a vertical leap.

"They're here!" The loud voice was transmitted to every corner of the valley, and dozens of transformed warriors in high-end combat uniforms sealed every entrance and exit in the valley, and in the distance beyond the valley, more warriors were rushing to arrive, and a huge encirclement was forming.

Brahma rushed out and went up the slightly steep rock wall.

"Put me down!" Mandala shouted.

Van frowned slightly, deciding to let her go, but he added, "Follow me." ”

"Cut." Mandala pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Direction." She then asked.

"Over there!" Van pointed out a direction from afar.

"Aren't we going to A-13?" Mandala frowned.

"I'll go, you don't have to go." After saying that, Van pulled the mandala, and a bullet immediately fell to the mandala's original position.

Mandala shook off Fan's hand, "I can avoid it myself!" Apparently she didn't appreciate it.

"I'll lure them away later, their target is me, you just have to find a chance to leave."

"Aren't we going together?"

"No, it's easier for us to leave apart!" Brahman is categorical.

Mandala was silent for a moment, and his eyes suddenly widened involuntarily, "A-13, I see!" You never thought about leaving alive in the first place! ”

Van took a deep look at the mandala, "No, you're wrong, that's our only way to survive." ”

"I think you're crazy! I shouldn't have saved you if I had known! ”

"Mandala, every one of us transformed beings is destined to be full of blood from birth! They let us kill, they decided that we were killed, we were never qualified to choose for ourselves! But now, I'm going to prove that we still have the choice! ”

"But......" Mandala instinctively tried to contradict him, but found that he had nothing to say.

"I can understand your thoughts, Mandala. But I'm sorry, that's the only way I can choose. ”

"Don't you really need me?" Mandala spoke in a low tone.

"No, it's not necessary."

Mandala sighed softly, "I hope you're right." ”

"I'll be waiting for you in that valley of A-30, and if you survive, go find me there."

Van nodded lightly, "I will, if I survive." ”

"My lord! They are scattered, what do we do? A soldier hurriedly reported to the commander beside him.

"Do your best to capture that male reformer, remember, try to catch him alive! As for the other, send a team of reformers to kill her. The commander coldly gave the order.