Chapter IX: The Helpers

Marcel asked Redemption to go to the Supply Hall to meet with him, and for this reason, Marcel even left a message for Xiao Ying, this guy may have something to talk to Redemption privately.

Of course, Redemption also vaguely sensed Marcel's intentions, so he honestly followed Marcel's instructions. However, Redemption didn't feel anything unusual about Marcel - even if this Marcel was not half a step away from Redemption on weekdays.

After passing through several base passages and crossing a reception room covered with a thick layer of documents, Redemption walked outside the safe door of the supply hall. He reached for the combination lock, snapped his fingers towards the scanner, and after a brief fingerprint test, the door slowly opened. Salvation was greeted by a room full of neatly arranged cans and water, and a large pile of tightly sealed supply crates.

The entire supply hall was deserted, and the dim lights could only illuminate a small part of the road in all directions. Redemption's dark green prosthetic eyes looked around, he looked left and right, but he couldn't find Marcel's trace in this supply hall, and Redemption was a little unhappy at this time, Marcel was late, and Redemption happened to not like to wait for people. The bored Redemption had nothing to do, and there were a lot of encapsulated supply crates around, so Redemption was both uninteresting and curious, and immediately pried open a box of supplies next to him.

What catches your eye is a row of needles, various antibiotics, protective gear, and a small number of locators.

"It's just such a?" Redemption was obviously not satisfied with the contents of the box: "Why is this equipment still stuck in the last century?"

Unwilling to admit defeat, Redemption opened several more supply crates, and he didn't find anything except for some new ammunition. Completely disillusioned with the logistics of the Protectorate, Redemption set up a supply crate, sat on it, and waited for Marcel boredly.

Fortunately, Marcel didn't let Redemption wait too long, otherwise Redemption would have lost his temper alone. Redemption was sitting, the lights around him suddenly flickered, the lights flickering without warning, Redemption noticed the phenomenon, he turned his prosthetic eyes to look around—the air and the light were trembling. Redemption understands that Marcel is teleporting his body to this space.

Whew-Whew-Whew—

In an instant, even the lights on the floor went out, and in the darkness, only the faint green light of the prosthetic eye showed the existence of this space. However, the light flickered slightly in the darkness, as if seeing something bad.

Halfway through, the lights gradually came on. The sound of redemption also comes with the revival of the light.

"Marcel's" redemption voice was helpless: "You have to give me a perfect explanation." ”

"What's the explanation?" Marcel's voice seemed innocent.

At this moment, in this supply depot, Redemption raised both hands above his head—a sniper rifle against his chin. Redemption's head was pressed against him, and he had no chance to see who the gun was, and the only thing he knew was that he knew that the current situation was caused by Marcel.

"Why did you come with someone who wanted to subdue me?" Redemption is still helpless. It's not that he's afraid, he's just troublesome. For salvation, it is quite easy to kill the guy in front of him who wants to persecute him, but he is too lazy to do so, his heart is slack, he is troublesome, and he simply raises his hand to surrender to be quiet.

"Oh, I just noticed." Marcel seemed to have just reacted to the situation of redemption: "Jetta, put down the gun, you don't have to fight with redemption." ”

As Marcel's voice settled, the barrel of the gun against Redemption's chin slackened.

"What the hell is going on!?" Redemption lowered his head, only to see the muzzle of a heavy pulse sniper rifle, he suddenly had a headache, and turned to ask the person in front of him loudly: "Your name is Jetta?" What are you here for? ”

At this time, Salvation saw that the person standing in front of him was like a small girl. Her eyes were staring straight at him, and there was no fluctuation in her delicate countenance, in stark contrast to the impatient redemption - she didn't say a word.

"Tsk." Redemption felt that she might be too heavy-toned, although the girl in front of her was holding a heavy sniper rifle, she was a child after all: "Come on, come on, tell my brother, who you are"

As if she had not understood the words of salvation, the girl's head moved slightly to the right for an unobservable distance, and her short, soft and fluffy burgundy hair fluttered away, rippling with a faint fragrance of wild chrysanthemums.

Redemption followed her example, and moved his head slightly to the right. However, his actions did not come from his own heart, and he was so distraught that he even felt that doing this action was like a brain cancer, and Redemption continued to stare at the girl, this little guy, who was a head shorter than Redemption, wearing a black special operations suit from the old Federation, with various fuses and grenades hanging densely on it. The girl looks small and delicate, but she has no facial expressions, and Redemption looks at her brown eyes, and she doesn't notice a little ripple In short, this is a very strange and expressionless pretty girl. The only thing Redemption knows is the girl's name, perhaps codename: Jetta.

"Marcel. Explain it to me" Redemption seemed to know that he couldn't say anything about the girl, and instead looked at Marcel floating in the air: "What did you bring her for?" ”

"She's the reinforcement I found. She was able to help us solve our current difficulties. ”

"What difficulty?" Salvation in the clouds: "Is it a food crisis or an economic collapse?" I see she can't even speak! ”

"It has nothing to do with that, she can help us solve the current anomaly." Marcel's tone became a little intimidating: "Redemption, I made a mistake that time we entered the space gate, but we entered the future world, do you remember?" ”

Salvation is certainly clear! In that world, he was ravaged by all kinds of tentacle monsters, and he still has some hearing impairments! But he didn't understand, what did Marcel do wrong? Redemption nodded, motioning for Marcel to continue.

"I brought something from that world that didn't belong to this world, a sample from the future"

"And then?" Salvation was a little puzzled: "Is there an outbreak of a plague from the future?" Is this how the recent news of insect cannibalism has appeared? ”

"It's more serious than that. Soon, it won't just be insects that will suffer. The samples of future organisms I brought with me seem to have seriously affected the space of this world, and I must have violated the conservation of mass in this universe, and the rejection reaction made by this world is to fast-forward time and frantically evolve existing species."

Redemption seems to perceive the meaning of Marcel's sentence - in front of the World Trade Merchant Xiamen, Redemption once saw an emerald green light wave across the sky, and almost all insect injuries appeared before and after that light wave, but it seemed that only Salvation could see what that light wave was?

"I know what you're thinking. Salvation. Marcel circled around him and put his cold black tail to Redemption's ear: "I also see that green light wave, and anyone who has been to the future world can see that light wave." ”

"Evolutionary Wave." Jetta, who had been silent for a long time, let out a slightly emotionless voice: "Two waves have passed. Lianas and arthropods have evolved. ”

"Details" Redemption looked at Jetta with interest.

"Humans, the seventh wave of evolution." Jetta continued: "Humanity, extinct in the future. If the seven waves appear, the human race will disappear immediately. ”

"What else?" Salvation wants to ask, "Then we're going to wait here for death?" ”

Jetta tilted her head slightly, her delicate face unwavering, and she clung to her pulse sniper rifle and stopped talking.

"She can help us." Marcel replied for Jetta: "She, like you and me, has been to the future. ”

"Ever been to the future?" Redemption felt that this was not right: "When are we going to let this little girl go"

Halfway through the sentence, Salvation understands what this is all about.

The Protector didn't let her go, but Cui Xiaoxian's Prometheus Company didn't necessarily let her go.

"You guy" Redemption subconsciously stretched out his mechanical arm: "Prometheus Company? ”

Jetta's face was calm, and her pretty eyes were staring at Salvation: "Hmm"

"Well, your sister" Redemption just felt angry: "What did Cui Xiaoxian send you to do?" ”

"What to do" Jetta's face showed a puzzled look, she didn't seem to know how to answer: "She Cui Xiaoxian didn't send me because this guy found me" Jetta said Marcel.

It seems that when it comes to something about itself, this Jetta will cringe a little.

"And what are you here for!?" Redemption's eyes were a little ruthless, and he almost flashed the light blade.

"I just want to" Jetta's face was still blank, but her hands were already gripping the bolt.

"Alright, salvation." Marcel interrupted Salvation's questioning, "She knows how to deal with the evolutionary wave. Cui Xiaoxian's team sent her to deal with a similar situation, and I asked her to help us, just ask the two of you not to fight. ”

"The two of us, we've fought." Jetta corrected: "Once, Redemption took General Odulan prisoner"

Redemption remembers - it was in Egypt, a battle of the special operations team to save Hua Xu Yao. Redemption as an off-the-field attacker, responsible for luring away the main force of Prometheus, during the battle, Redemption defeated the attacking General Ulduran, and took it as a hostage What happened later Redemption is a little forgotten, only remembering that when he was going to coerce Odulan, he was hit by an inexplicable stray bullet and broke the mechanical arm, and then dropped the hostage and desperately retreated

There are very few ammo that can destroy the mechanical arm, and there seem to be only a few snipers who can accurately disarm the redemption without injuring hostages. The Jetta in front of you ticks all the boxes.

Redemption lit up the blade of light: "It was you!"

Click—Jetta slammed the bayonet on his sniper rifle and took a look of murderous stance.

Marcel was beside him, without saying a word, knowing that Marcel was powerless, he had to wait for Redemption to vent his selfish desires before he could make the next arrangement, but Marcel didn't know, why did this Jetta provoke Redemption?

Perhaps, this girl has the same salvation in her heart? Just think you can't make a deal if you don't fight?