The soldiers are divided into two ends, and the words are divided into two ways.

Angela, who walked on the outside line, galloped along the amplifier guardrail, occasionally crossing obstacles in a more elegant posture similar to parkour.

If only the "Valkyrie" armor were still there. Angela propped up the hood of a sedan with her left hand, swiped over it, let go of the pit bull, let it fall and hang behind her back, pulled out her T93 three-point shooter and opened fire to knock down the soldier who emerged from not far away.

Angela has now made a detour to the other side of the workshop, which is next to the workshop's purchase channel.

You know, in the meat processing center, live pigs come in and pork goes out. It's normal to have two entrances and exits, and you're embarrassed to let the pigs get stuck on the wheels of the delivery van, aren't you?

The problem is that Angela is now going to rush into this place where the "bomb" is planted.

After all, she is also an old warrior, she is not affected by these things, she is still free to move around and move quickly between various objects that can be used as cover, and at the same time, the pit bull and T93 in her hand can switch freely, killing enemies at medium and close range one by one. As for the long-range enemy, Chris can still see it from this angle for the time being, so the task of providing fire support for Angela is entrusted to him.

The other party was already aware of the existence of the sniper, and there were too few suitable sniper places nearby, and the scout's radio at the water tower was always back and forth. Everyone knows that there is a problem. The sniper point Chris was in had been hit by sporadic gunfire around him, and the concrete walls around him had been shoveled down in pieces and splashed into flying sand on Chris's stealth camouflage canopy.

Chris was motionless, leaning on the stealth camouflage cloak, he would not be discovered for the time being, not to mention that the other party was so far away, and he did not see anyone move out of the high-power enhanced infrared imager, he was not worried about his situation. The only thing I'm afraid of is in case the bullet that doesn't have eyes or has eyes will not die and hit my head.

Quickly sniping out a few soldiers outside, Chris watched Angela disappear from view, put away his gun, turned around and slid down the pre-set zipline on the other side of the water tower, and began to approach the workshop with his gun in hand.

In the previous sniper, Chris had already broken the opponent's communication equipment, and he had also killed the observation and sniper on the top floor. Now that a few people are pushing into the building, it's not much fun to beat the children outside, so he is going to change to a new position.

Fisher stood in a corner, stretched out his left hand, popped out the wall, and gestured with his middle finger.

"I see you." Bell put away his gun and walked out, Fisher snorted, he had just seen Bell from the second vision, and he was afraid that if he probed himself, the stupid boy who was already probing his brain would shoot himself.

"Looks like you've gained a lot." Fisher glanced at the various grenades and magazines on his body, he had also collected some ammunition for using PPM-90 soldiers, so his consumption was not small, except for 8 directional high-explosive shells that could not be replenished, he had almost no extra consumption.

"Hehe, just in case." The two of them communicated across a passageway, and at the same time they both tacitly approached the entrance, with the back wall sticking to the edge of the corner.

Fisher stood around the corner and used his second vision to look over and see that it was a conference room...... Fisher twitched the corner of his eye, and due to the limitations of his second vision, he had to stand around the corner to see inside. And by the time he saw the situation inside, he was only one step away from stepping into the conference room.

The last time I stepped into the conference room was in the building of the Derier Titan Company, I encountered Qian Quan, Fisher's strongest opponent after changing clothes, and I have to say that Fisher couldn't help but have a phobia of conference rooms since then.

Especially the conference rooms that seem to be empty.

Bell nodded at Fisher, expressing great incomprehension at Fisher's slight hesitation. After all, he was not present at the scene at that time, neither did he feel the oppressive force emanating from Qian Quan standing in front of him, nor did he feel the approach of death like Fisher, who was covered in bruises at that time. It was a different kind of sensation than the explosion that had taken place in Driel, but it was much slower, so slow that you felt as if you had been grabbed by the throat and lifted against the wall.

It's as if you're holding the other person's arm around your throat with one hand, and you want to reach out and grab the other person's eyes with the other hand but can't reach it.

Slow death.

Slow loss of morale.

Although Fisher eventually defeated Qian Quan, the lesson that Qian Quan left for Fisher will not go away. Although this lesson has gradually shifted to the point where Fisher now has a sense of fear in the boardroom.

Fisher didn't hesitate for long, about 4 to 5 seconds, he knew better than anyone that there was no time to hesitate on the battlefield, except for keeping a good mind, whether it was shooting or evading, it was more the result of countless training muscle conditioning.

He nodded in response, he had seen no sign of anyone else in the second vision just now, and the two of them took a breath together, because the passage was relatively larger, they did not use the staggered way of penetration, but entered side by side.

There was a soft "buzz", and the lights in the conference room went out suddenly.

The two of them "beeped" and turned on the infrared imaging.

"Die! Die, die, die...... Yes! As Bell searched the plane fan, Fisher had already raised his head to look at the sky and behind him. The second field of view is useless in an environment where there is no light source at all, and can only be seen with the naked eye. So Fisher had to look up.

But often at this time, there is a good spot, a humanoid creature lit orange, red, and green jumps down, and at the same time stretches out its hands and doesn't know what to hold, and shouts wildly as it jumps down.

Fisher reacted faster than the other party, reached out and pushed Bell, Bell naturally knew that Fisher would not push him for no reason, he handed Fisher a non-lethal grenade with his backhand, and at the same time bent down and rolled forward to roll out.

Fisher stretched out the photon shield, squatted slightly, and then stomped on the floor, the whole person bounced upward, and hit the opponent's falling body headfirst against the photon shield.

The opponent's arrogant shouting was suddenly interrupted, and the moment he touched the opponent's body, Fisher overclocked the robotic arm, took the photon shield and slammed it down, accelerating the opponent to the ground.

At the same time, he also fell from mid-air because of his exhaustion of strength, but Fisher, who had been prepared, smashed his shield on the opponent's body, and the inexplicable enemy who was hit again let out a miserable scream.

The voice seemed familiar, and Fisher couldn't help but compare it to someone in his memory.

Impossible, impossible, must be an illusion. Fisher's mind was full of thoughts as he rolled away from the other party with the photon shield. As he walked, he dropped the grenade he had just gotten from Bell at his opposite foot.

Fisher rolled straight in front of Bell, raised his shield, and lowered his head. He didn't know what he had just thrown out, if it was a flashbang, it would be the best, and the close-range flashbang would also have a good burn effect, and at the same time, the high heat released in an instant would also easily cause the two of them with the active infrared effect on their eyes. If it's a shock bomb, it's not bad, but it's too close, and it's easy to "shock" yourself together.

Bell, who was huddled behind Fisher, clearly felt that Fisher was trembling with anger, and he pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, this is the worst-case scenario, the grenade he threw at Fisher just now was a smoke bomb.

"Hah! Insect carving skills! The other laughed and stood up.

"Nope! No! No! Fisher screamed, and he didn't know why. It's just that I'm really shocked, this voice is the voice of Qian Quan.

Damn it! Cheated corpse! The high-tech era has deceited the corpse!

"Two thermal imaging idiots, hum-hum." The figure of the other party disappeared into the thermal image, and at the same time the voice of ****** sounded.

Fisher hurriedly backed away while holding the photon shield to block. At this moment, the disadvantages of the small round shield as inferior to the explosion-proof shield were exposed again. Due to the insufficient size of the shield, he had to raise his shield while retreating, because if he did not retreat, if he was too close, the opponent could turn around and go around to an unprotected place on Fisherbell's side, which was very fatal against an enemy with a ******.

Fortunately, the flame of the opponent's gun at least standardizes the opponent's position for Fisher, otherwise Fisher may not even be able to find the right line of defense to raise his shield.

"The night vision device he uses." Fisher did not speak, this is speaking in the channel with a throat vibration.

Bell suddenly realized, and his Fisher figure blocked the other party's experiment, maintained the state of three people, and quickly groped for a flashbang. This time he had a time to choose, and he took the flashbang he brought, which was different in shape and position, which made it easy for him to choose the right one.

Pull off the tab, release the tab, count to three, slide the flashbang under the shield, and say in the channel: "Close your eyes!" ”

Fisher crouched down with his shield down and closed his eyes, the bright red reflected through his eyelids through the flashbangs, making his eyes not too comfortable. But it's much better than another Qian Quan who screamed again.

Originally, the principle of night vision devices was based on collecting starlight and converting it into electrical signals for re-imaging, which did not refer to real starlight, which was too magical and unscientific. Rather, it refers to light that is invisible to the naked eye, such as low-light and infrared light.

The instantaneous intensity of light generated by the flashbang greatly stimulates the conversion of electrical signals, resulting in a much brighter scene than a normal flashbang.

This is the real so-called flashing dog eye.

Although the current night vision device also has a function that can automatically stop the instrument when the inlet light is too strong, after all, it is first in the eye and then disconnected.

Qian Quan, who was hit, slammed and fired again and again, because of the pain in front of him, his marksmanship was very casual.

Fisher held the photon shield in place, holding his head and squatting to defend, but he missed a shot.

"You've got to come and see this!" Angela's communication came from the channel, and the sound of a tick came from far and near.

Damn it! Angie is coming here! And it's almost there!

Fisher was startled and was about to reach out and give Qian Quan two shots, but was hit by a shotgun on the light shield by the other party.

After all, there was a difference in this voice, Qian Quan immediately sent Fisher's position, and he immediately aimed at the light shield and fired repeatedly, which made Fisher's heart tremble, and the stock of energy sources that supported the effect of the photon shield plummeted.

"Oh, oh, oh" This time, Angela's footsteps were already rushing from the outside world, and Qian Quan was about to turn around.

With a "bang", the lights were bright, Angela turned into a golden light and kicked Qian Quan in the face who was still turning, stomped him to the ground, inserted the barrel of the bulldog in his hand directly into Qian Quan's eye socket, and pulled the trigger.

What came out was not bursts of red and white things, but electric sparks.

Fisher and Bell looked at each other when they saw that the robot's head had been cut inside out, revealing the electrical equipment inside.

I thought it was a hard stubble, but I didn't expect the eldest sister to solve it with a trick on her head.

"What's wrong with you two? What are you doing in a daze? Angela stood up, flicked the single ponytail she had easily tied up, left a barrel in the eye of the robot Qian Quan, and replaced it with a new one.

Fisher shook his head, "It's okay, let's go, what's wrong?" ”

"You'll see." Angela's face was blue, and Fisher estimated that most of what he would see later would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

As he walked away, Fisher glanced back at the robot corpse on the ground, and two big questions popped up in his mind.

First, Qian Quan should have died when he was in Derrille, and it is impossible to appear now, so it can only mean that the two encounters with Qian Quan are robots. Then why is there such a big difference in the combat effectiveness of the first and second robot Qian Quan?

Second, since it's a robot, why do you wail because of damaged eyes after eating a flashbang?

Fisher sensed that something must be wrong with this, and his face twitched uncontrollably.