Chapter 3, comrades-in-arms without body temperature
"Bang!"
A wisp of smoke came out of the barrel of the Seraph's spear behind itself, and the wild ghost shook his shoulders and slammed the man whose entire head had disappeared to the ground mercilessly.
"Thank you."
The wild ghost slowly calmed down the impetuosity in his heart, thanked the rear, and did not feel too much grief for the dead colleague.
"Your second sword is slow, why?"
Moxiso's voice rang out from the battle sequence.
"Thermal imaging doesn't show Quigen, it's the poor guy."
"No body temperature? Strange before he ...... It is impossible for the human body to lose hypothermia so quickly after death! ”
An unfamiliar voice sounded, it was one of the Seraphs, and it seemed that the successive strange experiences had made it impossible for these well-trained weirdos to keep silent.
"We have lost contact with the rear. From now on, the command is transferred to the Wild Oni and the professionals are here. ”
Moxiso's voice rang out from the battle sequence.
The contact was broken, and the wild ghost who had left the battle finally found the communication cut off sign in the upper right corner under the prompting of Moxiso, but the wild ghost did not panic because of this, without him, this kind of situation has long appeared in his inquisitor career, but fortunately, the battle sequence has always used the mode of network and LAN working together, although the contact with the rear has been lost, but the communication in the squad has not been greatly hindered.
With Moxiso's words, pop-ups continued to appear in the ghost's visor, each representing a temporary transfer of power.
"Everyone, according to the order of the battle sequence, say whatever you want, and speak out immediately!"
This is also one of the wartime regulations of the Inquisition that is marked in red.
After any abnormal incident, it is important to confirm that there is something else in the team.
At the end of this ordinance, there is a number, 1136.
This represents how many judges have been saved by this ordinance.
The reason why the number is not allowed is another regulation.
It is forbidden to confirm the identity of allies with any regularity in order to avoid imitation, 6695.
"All the words that follow are not allowed to have regularity, but they must be logical! Wild ghosts are over. ”
"Except for me, Moxiso, the rest of the people in the precision gear are waste, Moxiso is finished."
"Chief, your words are too hateful, and when you go back, if you don't invite me to drink, I'll broadcast the whole station! Seraph-One: Done! ”
"Today's night is beautiful, Seraphic Angel II is over!"
The Magic Crystal Engine is running at full power!
The fire control system is locked!
Inquisition Wartime Regulations: Beware of any illogical and short words in the identity verification process! 453。
"Seraphic Angel II, what is Orin's most worthy of your praise? And describe it in detail! ”
Inquisition Bureau Wartime Regulations: A question with a wide range of answers but a need to recall is the best way to identify monsters! 6953。
"Food, it's innumerable, living, exotic food."
Food, alive?
Moxiso's voice sounded again from the battle sequence.
"With the exception of Seraphic One, all Seraphs immediately shut down their engines! Otherwise, attack now! ”
Three, a total of three Seraphs did not turn off their engines, and even began to run their engines at full power, and the chewing sound that stopped at some point sounded again!
This time, it's like in everyone's ears!
With the sound of roars, the wild ghosts who had escaped their mental anomalies did not hesitate to infuse the miniature rockets into the Seraph-2, and the waves of air from the explosion at close range knocked the Seraphs who were on one knee and turned off their engines to the ground, and they still did not turn on the magic crystal engine.
White mist gushes out from the joints of the wild ghosts! Countless steel-forged gears sprang into action, pulling the entire arm, slashing the terrifyingly jagged greatsword towards Seraphic Two.
The constant gunfire forced back the other two Seraphic Armor stomachs that rushed towards them against common sense!
With the harsh sound of metal cracking, a crack was split in the cockpit of the Seraph-2, and the wild ghost could already see the stranger with a strange and satisfied look on his face!
The gunshot rang out, but it seemed to be crooked, only penetrating the right breastplate that had been cut by the armor, and the little kinetic energy left hit the stranger's right chest.
"Damn it!"
The wild ghost scolded angrily, because of the softness of the Seraphic Angel No. 1, he was fiercely gnawed on his right shoulder by a stranger who drilled out of the stomach, and the shoulder armor forged from stainless steel was instantly deformed!
You know, it's not a battering ram, it's just an ordinary white fang of an ordinary human!
"Bang!"
The wild ghost slowly put down the huge smoking pistol, if it weren't for the fact that he had customized a four-bullet emergency firearm in the position of the left hand of the stomach, I am afraid that he would suffer a dark loss today.
Don't bother to complain about the damn novice, the wild ghost shook off the headless corpse hanging from the armor, held the gun in his left hand, and carried the serrated sword in his right hand, looking vigilantly at the other two abnormal armor stomachs in front of him.
Just as he tensed up and mobilized his momentum, ready to solve another armor stomach with lightning speed, two lights lit up on the armored vehicle behind him, which had always been silent, and with a slight sound of breaking the air, two spears flashing with lightning flashed into the two abnormal armor stomachs.
The terrifying power even flew the two armor stomachs several meters.
With the flickering of electricity above the spear, the two armored stomachs struggled in vain for a few moments, and then fell into a dead silence.
"Survivor, continue with what you did before, and I'll start over!"
"I'm a senior judge, if you don't give me a promotion after this mission, I'll kick Lao Shen's ass! Wild ghosts are over! ”
Suddenly, an unfamiliar middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded.
"Uh...... Looks like I need to add some janitors to my office! ”
The sudden change made the wild ghost like a great enemy, the magic crystal engine rotated wildly, and the surging power entered the limbs and bones of this armored stomach, and there was a great momentum of slashing away.
"Dynamic password verification!"
“1135856。。”
"Verified! Good evening, old Shen! ”
"Cat's ear tea."
According to the wartime regulations of the Inquisition, the inexplicable Inquisition support must be verified correctly by another irregular verification, and the verification opening method and verification password will be randomly updated every day. 66589。
With the appearance of an unfamiliar term, the wild ghost was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, "Where are you?" ”
"Twenty meters away from you, advancing."
At some point, the fog gradually rose.
With the sound of the magic crystal engine running, one by one the armored stomachs broke through the fog, quickly found their respective positions, and the stars guarded the armored vehicle like a moon.
Their positioning is extremely exquisite, and the muzzle and melee attack surface of any armor stomach are immediately separated from their teammates, which ensures that if any friendly armor has a problem, it will be covered by countless firepower in the fastest time!