"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

In Sissi's villa, the sound of bombardment in the distance caused Gregson, Watson and others to hide under cover in panic.

The earth trembled faintly, and the rumbling sound from afar made people tremble.

However, compared to their panic, Sissi and Lisa were much calmer.

She sat in a chair with a backrest, carrying a cup of coffee that Lisa had freshly brewed. The coffee in her hand rippled because of the vibration, and the crystal chandelier above her head trembled slightly, as if it were crumbling.

However, the tremor came and went suddenly.

Sherlock got up and went straight to the window, opened the curtains, and looked out.

Not far away, the skyline was filled with flames waving like tentacles, and orange-red light reflected half of the sky.

Some of the soot even drifted to this side.

"What happened?" Gregerson crawled out from under the table, a little frightened.

"It's shelling." Watson was familiar with this, after all, he had just returned from the front, "it was the shelling of land ships." ”

"Shelling of the city?" Gregerson was a little incredulous.

"It may be that we have encountered an enemy that is difficult for the army to deal with." Sherlock began, "It's the node, and we've actually been secretly evacuating since last night. ”

"That area is the old town." Sissi took a sip of coffee, "It's all wooden barred houses, and if they are fried, they will be fried, and as long as the location is still there, there is actually no difference." ”

Sherlock turned his head to look at Sissi, and he looked around, "You don't look like a place with a lot of weapons here.

The living room here is very large, and it belongs to the very advanced open decoration of this era, so you can see the living room, kitchen and entertainment place clearly at a glance.

They were going to stay in the villa and spend this chaotic time.

Although Sherlock is arrogant, he is also self-aware, and there are things on the outside that he can't deal with. There are people who specialize in dealing with these and providing some intelligence help is already the best option.

Sissi slowly stood up, walked to the door, opened the door of the shoe cabinet at the door, and opened the shoe cabinet shelf, revealing the dark compartment behind her.

Several rifles are placed in a black sponge recess.

She didn't stop moving, she walked in the large living room like a leisurely stroll, and then opened the wardrobe on the other side, and opened the mezzanine as if she had done it to reveal the contents inside, which were full of rows of heavy weapons, howitzers, Vulcan cannons, and so on

Then she went into the open kitchen and opened the mezzanine inside the cupboard, which contained some sniper rifles.

There are bolt snipers used in world wars, and there are also heavy sniper rifles that are more advanced in this era.

The kitchen drawer in the middle was also opened one by one, and the mezzanine was opened to reveal items such as cold weapons and grenades inside......

In the blink of an eye, what used to look like a beautiful and exquisite room was instantly transformed into a small arsenal.

There are so many weapons and so many types of weapons here that even Gregson, who is a police officer, was shocked.

Dazzling weapons, you don't even know which one to choose.

Gregerson looked at Sissi, "Have you reported all these weapons?" ”

"Don't get sick, officer." Sherlock walked to the side of the shoe cabinet, picked a random rifle and picked it up, then made a shooting gesture, and changed another rifle to hold in his hand, "If she can't figure out where these guns come from, she won't be exposed to you." ”

He looked at Gregson, "If you can deal with that jeep outside, you can naturally deal with these guns." And now is not the time to care. ”

Gregerson also felt that he had a point, and he walked to the closet to the side and took down a Vulcan Gatling, which was used on the ground, so he almost didn't even pick it up when he took it down.

"This gun may not be very convenient to use." Sissi said.

She walked over and pulled open a hidden door on the side of the cupboard.

Behind the door are two unarmored exoskeletons.

"This is also the exoskeleton armor produced by the Behemoth Corporation to transport, but this can help you use this Gatling." "But I recommend the one next to it, a 30mm cannon for tanks, with two types of bullets, depleted uranium and explosive-piercing incendiary bombs, which can penetrate most of today's ground weapons and aviation weapons." ”

Watson stepped forward quickly and took down the cannon that Sissi had said, a white metal barrel about the length of a sniper rifle. It carries a lot of weight in the hand, and even a little difficult, not to mention the recoil after it is launched. It's good to break his wrist, but it's estimated that one arm will be wasted if he fires it. This is also obviously used in conjunction with exoskeletons.

Watson couldn't move a little, so he put it on the table on the side, he looked around and sighed, "I really want to stay here for the rest of my life, there are some weapons I haven't seen in the army." ”

"I don't want to receive you." Sissi pursed her lips.

"Don't you still have a mecha here?" Sherlock asked.

"Will you drive?" Sissi said.

"Just learn and you'll know." Sherlock said, "I don't usually learn things for more than ten minutes. ”

Sissi sighed and continued, "Come with me." ”

She looked at Gregson, "You should be able to wield a mech, sir." ”

"Just call me Gregerson." "To you, I'm eighty percent old like a fossil, but I'd rather believe I'm a young man, even though I'm young," Gregerson said. ”

"Actually, I think you look a lot younger than you really are, Gregson." Mrs. Hudson on one side said.

She also came to the villa with Sherlock, and at the moment she was carrying a cup of hot coffee to relieve the panic in her heart.

Gregerson raised an eyebrow, "Tell me, how old am I?" ”

Mrs. Hudson looked at Gregerson from top to bottom, "About fifty years old, probably over fifty, right?" ”

Gregerson didn't speak, just silently turned his head to look out the window.

Hudson looked at Sherlock with some confusion, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"You have to understand that he is a policeman, he often does not distinguish between day and night, and he does not eat on time, so he naturally ages much faster." "He's only three years older than me. ”

Both Hudson and Watson looked at Gregerson with their backs to them in disbelief.

"He looks twenty years older than you." Locke muttered.

"It's normal, not everyone is the same age as they look." Sissi said quietly, "Or rather, it's the majority." Most of what can be seen on the face is suffering and happiness."

"How old are you?" Sherlock stared at Sissi, a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Sissi hooked the corners of her lips, "If you say, I'm over a hundred years old, do you believe it?" ”

"I don't believe it." Sherlock said.

"Then there's no need to talk about it." Sissi shrugged.

She said a little mysteriously, "A woman's age is a secret. ”

Sherlock seemed to be about to say something, but the tremor on the ground caught his attention.

The vibrations go from far to near and are accompanied by a great rhythm.

Sherlock stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out.

A behemoth was coming towards them at an alarming speed.

(End of chapter)