Chapter 795: The Sky Under the Shadow (please vote for this big chapter)
"Director!"
The young agent drove the speeding open-top off-road vehicle through the dark alleys and along the bumpy road with violent swaying.
Behind this off-road vehicle was a huge and towering black Hell Apostle mecha.
At this moment, this mecha is like an eagle with broken wings, constantly swinging in the air. On top of this mecha, a man in black holding a huge metal chain hammer is stepping on the back of the mecha, waving the chain.
The hammer continuously hit the joints of the entire mecha.
The howling wind in the dark night blew past the side of the man's face, violently shaking the damaged mecha downwards rapidly.
The mecha struggled to use the anti-aircraft cannon on its back to attack the man, but in the next second, the chain hammer in the man's hand hit the cannon body and exploded into several steel fragments in the darkness.
With the continuous attacks of the chain hammer, the entire mecha became increasingly lack of control.
Finally, the mecha pilot seized an opportunity, raised the plasma main gun in his hand, turned his back, and aimed it at the man in black who was stepping on his back.
But the man in black seemed to have expected this step. He threw out the chain hammer in his hand, and the golden iron chain wrapped around the mecha's muzzle like a huge shackle, and then the man in black slammed down
One jump.
The straight chain pulled the muzzle sprayed with flames and pointed it at the back of the mecha.
boom--
With a loud roar, the huge mecha exploded into a bright flame in the sky, and the body of the man in black came through the flames, and the long chain hammer followed his falling figure in the flames.
swing.
boom-
The man in black smashed the hammer on the ground, put away the hammer, and jumped onto the off-road vehicle that was still driving in front of him.
"Director!"
The young detective glanced at the man in black, whose clothes were mostly destroyed and covered with orange bloodstains. He gripped the steering wheel excitedly and said, "You are so handsome!!!"
"Handsome, right?"
Director Gast coughed and said, "I'll pay for it with my life."
He looked back at the night sky behind him where the flames had not yet burned out, "That's two. If one more comes, we will both die here."
"ah?"
The young detective's expression fell.
"Is the signal restored?"
Gaster turned to look at the car screen and asked in a low voice.
"No, they don't know what kind of signal jammer they used. The range is too large."
The young detective shook his head.
"I'm afraid it's a military model,"
Gaster frowned, "And there's more than one."
He glanced ahead, looking across the dilapidated roads and dilapidated shack-like buildings in front, "It looks like we are approaching the Sea of Storms, and they are deliberately driving us towards the seaside."
"Director, they are trying to push us to a dead end!"
The road in front of the young agent was accompanied by violent ups and downs of the vehicle. He said angrily, "United Industries and others colluded with the cult and attacked us. Are they really not afraid of the investigation by our federal central government? These people have reached this level of lawlessness.
?"
"Silly boy,"
Gaster lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and said silently, "We were not killed by the United Industries."
"ah?"
The young agent was confused by this answer. He subconsciously said, "Although they have blocked our signal now, director, aren't you prepared? You have just sent out the distress message and the specific situation. We
If you die here tonight, everyone will know that United Industries colluded with the cult to do it."
"How can you be sure that those messages were sent by me?"
Gaster looked back at him.
"I clearly saw you sending it in person..."
Halfway through his words, his words suddenly stopped.
He realized the meaning of Gaster's words.
If they die here tonight, no one can prove that those distress messages were sent by Gaster.
"After tonight's meeting, those messages may be that the Eternal Secret Cult used electronic technology to hack into my mailbox and deliberately sow discord between United Industries and the FBI.
"It could also be that an undercover agent of the Eternal Secret infiltrated the FBI and secretly defrauded my trust and used my electronic devices after my death, for example,"
Gaster looked back at the young agent, "If you are lucky enough to survive tonight, then you may be the 'traitor' who deceived my trust, and then was killed by the United Industry in the fierce confrontation between the United Industry and the Eternal Secret Cult.
Industrial 'kill'."
As he spoke out possible hypotheses one by one, the young agent gradually became quiet. His back was a little stiff, and he seemed to feel some kind of bone-chilling chill.
In this era where videos can be faked through artificial intelligence, nothing may be ‘real’.
After tonight, United Industries and the Eternal Secret Cult have completely taken control of the city. What the 'truth' is is actually not that important anymore.
"But, but,"
The young agent said slowly, "There are no fools at the headquarters..."
"Of course the headquarters is not a fool,"
Gaster held his cigarette in his mouth and sighed,
"They will definitely send people to Winter City to investigate, and they can even guess the truth,"
He exhaled a puff of smoke, "But, young man, the FBI is not a personified individual, but a whole composed of countless people. There are people who cannot deal with the United Industries, and naturally there will be people who support the United Industries.
,Don’t forget who is behind United Industries.”
"Rockville..."
The young agent subconsciously answered, "Those are the top ten largest consortiums in the federation..."
"Their procedures must be reasonable and compliant, but the same procedure, in the hands of different people, can even produce completely opposite results,"
Gaster took a drag on his cigarette, stood up, patted the young agent on the shoulder, and looked around with a higher view, "When they made this step, they most likely had already prepared the rest.
Prepare."
"Then they are not afraid of anything?"
The young agent stared at the pitted ground in front of him and whispered, "We are all going to die here?"
"If they really weren't afraid of anything, they wouldn't continue to block our signal,"
Gaster smiled and continued to look around carefully.
The young agent was stunned, and then he immediately reacted, "As long as we can prove that we are 'us', United Industries is indeed besieging us. They can blur the facts without clear evidence, but they cannot distort the facts that have been proven.
"They are still afraid of the federal center. In fact, they don't have that strong advantage,"
He said quickly and thoughtfully, "Director, as long as we can escape, continue to report specific information, submit identity information, and form a complete logical chain, United Industries will definitely be questioned and investigated by the Federal Central Committee.
They will definitely pay a heavy price when the time comes!”
As he spoke, his voice became softer.
He first talked about why United Industries was not afraid of the FBI headquarters, because he hoped that the threat from the FBI headquarters would make United Industries avoid hunting them down, so that they could survive.
As a result, the result of the current analysis is that only if they survive can they truly "threaten" United Industries and let United Industries take action.
"So, we have to survive."
Gaster patted his shoulder lightly, put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and flicked it into the darkness.
"Director, what's the problem?"
Only then did the young detective notice that Gaster seemed to be observing something.
"It's nothing, I just feel it's too quiet."
Gaster looked up to the sky and tightened the chain in his hand.
The attacks from United Industries and the Eternal Secret Cult were intensive before, but since he destroyed the mecha just now, these attacks seem to have calmed down.
And at this moment, a huge shadow slowly emerged from the end of his field of vision.
"How old are you this year."
Gaster lowered his head, took out another cigarette and lit it.
"27, Director."
The young agent was still watching the road ahead intently.
"Married?"
Gaster sat back in the passenger's chair.
"not yet,"
"not yet,"
The young detective replied, "I met a girl online before and we had a good chat. We are about to meet."
As he spoke, he sighed softly.
"parking."
Gaster said suddenly.
The young detective suddenly stepped on the brakes, then raised his head and looked at Gaster in confusion.
"Turn around,"
Gaster opened the passenger door and got out of the car. "Go back and step on the accelerator. If you can escape, find a place to throw the car away. If there is chaos later, just blend in with the crowd."
Just run forward and no matter what happens, don’t look back.”
"What's wrong, Director?"
The young agent looked at Gaster with some confusion.
"Do as I say, this is an order."
Gaster said with a cold expression.
"yes!"
The young agent was a little confused, but he still followed Gast's order and turned the car around.
Gaster put away his hammer, stopped in the middle of the street, and looked up at the sky.
A huge shadow slowly flew over the two people's heads, covering the stars, tall buildings, and roads.
"That is···"
The young agent raised his head and stared in shock at the huge shadow that stretched a hundred meters above his head, covering the sky and the sun, and slowly opened his mouth.
The last time he saw this thing was in a textbook.
This is something that should never appear in the city.
"B-level combat unit, aerial behemoth,"
Gaster held a cigarette in his mouth, looked up at the huge shadow, and answered calmly.
Then he turned around and glanced back at the young agent. At this moment, after the vehicle turned around, the driver's seat was already beside him.
He reached out and verified the vehicle permissions, then raised the back half of the off-road vehicle with one hand, and controlled the vehicle screen with the other hand, turning the switch to the maximum.
In a blink of an eye, the suspended rear wheels of the off-road vehicle began to rotate rapidly, blowing up tiny bits of wind.
"Run! Boy!!"
Then, amid the shocked expression on the young agent's face, he let go of his hand to lift the SUV.
boom--
The off-road vehicle that landed on the ground shot out like a cannonball.
The young detective looked at the scene behind him through the rearview mirror.
Countless small drones slid down from the giant ship in the sky, like overwhelming dark clouds, densely packed towards the man in black standing in the middle of the street.
Micro-cannonballs filled with flames poured down from the sky like dense rainstorms.
The golden metal chain with a shuttle-shaped metal hammer was suddenly lifted up, and with the roaring wind, all the cannonballs were shattered.
Burning flames lit up the shadowed sky.
"Gaster, we can cooperate."
A cold, old voice came from a drone at the top, "You know very well that you cannot resist a battle formation of a giant aerial beast. Death or cooperation is your choice."
"cooperate?"
Gaster's figure rushed out of the blazing flames. He bit the butt of the burning cigarette in his mouth, looked up at the giant shadow above his head with a smile, "Do you want to cooperate with me, or do you want to cooperate with Wen?"
Cooperate with the FBI director of the city?”
"Of course it's you, Director of the FBI in Winter City."
The voice in the drone said condescendingly and calmly.
"If it were me, we actually still have room for discussion,"
Gast laughed.
The drone in the sky suddenly paused.
"But unfortunately, if it is the director of the FBI in Winter City, we may not have much room for negotiation,"
He held the chain and his voice was unusually calm, "I don't know what the guys who may sit in this position think in the future, but as long as I am still the director, the Winter City FBI will never have any relations with the cultists and General Kong Tian.
Behemoths marching into the city cooperate with the bastards.”
The flying chain hammer instantly penetrated the highest drone.
The golden chains collided with the flowing cannonballs and drones, blooming in the sky.
"Destroy the followers of the evil god and the wanton bastards."
Gaster calmly took back the hammer, "This is my responsibility."
"A slow-witted fool who doesn't know how to adapt,"
A cold curse came from the drone, "In that case, you can just lie down in your grave in peace."
Countless drones swarmed out of the sky again, followed closely by densely packed Dragoon fighter planes.
Countless artillery fire and light showered on Gaster's body from all directions.
At first, he was able to block most of the cannonballs by wielding the chain hammer, and even used the chain hammer to jump onto the Dragoon and shoot down a Dragoon fighter plane.
But as the artillery fire became more and more intensive, and drones equipped with small laser cannons appeared, there were more and more scars on his body.
The black clothes were completely turned into tattered strips of cloth, the exposed flesh and blood was covered with dense scars, and blood was falling in the air like raindrops.
Until the end, he stood on top of the steel wreckage that had almost formed a hill, staring at the huge shadow in the sky, and spit out the long-burned cigarette butt he had been holding in his mouth.
The body covered with scars lifted the hammer again.
At this moment, a stream of light flashed from behind him, and the sharp sword cut his back instantly, and the splashing blood gushed out like spring water.
A mecha with blue paint appeared behind him.
This mecha seems to have been hiding nearby, waiting for the opportunity.
At the moment when Gaster's body was about to hit the ground, the mecha raised its giant sword again to cut him in two.
boom--
At this moment, a speeding off-road vehicle rushed up the hill of debris and hit the giant sword in the sky.
The off-road vehicle was split into two by the giant sword, causing a violent explosion, but it still temporarily affected the giant sword's attack.
A young man wearing an FBI uniform rushed out from behind an off-road vehicle, stood next to Gast who rolled to the ground, and fired with a submachine gun at the drones in the sky.
"What the hell,"
Gaster glanced at the young man and said, "You brat, didn't I tell you to run away?"
"Director, we can't run away."
The young man smiled, looked at the mecha in the sky, and continued to pull the trigger.
The bullets from the submachine gun hit the drone's armor, leaving only shallow marks.
At this time, the blue-painted mecha had raised its pitch-black giant sword again.
The huge sword blade swept the two people's cheeks with the breeze of death.
boom--
The sword blade finally stopped in front of them, and a white giant sword stretched out from behind the two of them to hold the black sword blade.
Immediately afterwards, before the blue-painted mecha could react, the owner of the white giant sword suddenly pushed the black giant sword away, took a step forward, and with a bright white sword blade, the blue-painted mecha was painted with a sword.
The mecha is split into two.
boom--
Accompanied by the roaring flames of the explosion, the towering white mecha stood in front of the two people like a majestic god. The pure white giant sword passed through the blazing flames, with scattered firelight, and split open the pitch-black sky.
Human-machine swarm.
Like a burning flame splitting the shadowed sky.
This month I will basically have about 5,000 words, so be diligent (be sure) and ask for a vote at the end of the month.
