"Let go!" Dishani pressed her tightly, and the bladeless giant sword wailed out of Priscilla's hand.
"Why did they betray me!!!" Priscilla screamed and knelt on the ground.
"Oh..."
"Oh..."
"Oh..."
Amid the violent gasps, the muscles on Priscilla's body undulated like a snake.
"Have you exceeded the limit?" Disani said as if sighing, her pupils shrinking sharply.
"Help me!..."
"please"
"I don't want to be a monster." Priscilla's tears rolled down her face, and her ugly face could only vaguely see the dull and silly temperament of the past.
"Sorry." Disani sighed: "That kind of medicine can only suppress awakening. If I give it to you now, it will only make you awaken faster."
"...Is that so?" Priscilla's tears flowed faster. She held Aenea's head and said hoarsely: "Then kill me."
"The only thing I can do is before you turn into a monster." Dishani sighed and raised her sword: "Cut off your head."
"Thank you..." Priscilla murmured and touched the sharp sword Aenea put on the ground.
The sword light flashed and then died in mid-air.
Until Priscilla's headless body spun to the ground.1
There was a buzzing sound and it was a late arrival.
"Disani, you are so kind." Heerrou's slightly hoarse voice came from a small black square on Disani's collar.
"Thank you, you saved my life again." Dishani sighed.
"Do you want to kill the remaining two?"
"They have also defected, and now we are safe." Dishani replied softly, and a corner sound came from the earphones, and the crackling sound was silenced.
"Yeah! Hit the target again. Let's have a drink, brother!" Haierrou said happily after lying on the mountain for several hours.
"Isn't this the normal performance of the marksman unit?" Although Saya said this, she still projected a wine bottle in her outstretched hand.
"Gululu!" Haierrou grabbed the water bottle and took two sips. She still wanted to write something, but found that the entire space was shattered from Priscilla's exploded head, just like.
A torn piece of paper...
Dishani! Run! Haerrou wanted to shout, but found that the people who were talking and laughing a second ago had turned into pieces of paper and rolled towards her like a hurricane sweeping the world.
Rotate..
distortion...
compression...
Dishani Heerrou tried her best to distinguish everything that was distorted, and frantically grabbed it in the air.
Fell into a black hole.
Di...
Ni
Sha.3
Everything returned to silence.
Hiss
The bayonet of the printing press hummed, spitting out briefs one after another.
"..Continue to fight for the Confederacy. The bloody road is our future.." In a distorted and out-of-tune voice, these briefings were bound and sealed.
"X139, you are very relaxed today~" A man wearing a black hood was lying on a recliner and mumbling indistinctly. The cigarette in his mouth was chewed for who knows how long, and even the cigarette holder was deformed.
ignite.
"Same to you
It’s okay to apply to enter the Special Intelligence Management Section. We are already in the interstellar era, but we still have to print and then destroy electronic data? I don’t know when it will end.”
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, cyborg's computer technology is quite advanced. Even those in the special computer technology class can't guarantee that everything is foolproof. Only these things, Nuo! It's bulky, primitive, and troublesome. I'm afraid even if it's hacked,
The enemy doesn't have much time to
They found what they wanted in the mountains of documents, didn't they?"
It’s boring, and it’s even more boring when you have to wear a hood.”
"When it comes to paper files, although it is a special material that can withstand high temperatures for a period of time and will not burn, the first priority is to eliminate the source of fire~! As for the headgear, isn't that required to protect us?"
X137 smiled and comforted 139.
"That's right."
We have something, we are in Room 13, which is only three levels higher than Room 16."
"Ah? Let me take a look... Hmm."
A young military officer disappeared in space and then reappeared in space without protection three days later? What kind of breaking news is this? Just send it to me? I really don’t know what shit those people in the Central Intelligence Agency got."
"Then what? Died? That officer." X139 was a little curious.
"No, but the situation doesn't look good. I think I sent him to Chanxiu Si's military hospital for recuperation. Bah! What am I talking about? Okay, okay, I'd better get to work quickly. If we talk casually, we will march
It’s the Dharma!” X137’s irritable voice fell, and silence returned to this huge space again.
.
"Name!" A cold and rigid voice echoed in the air.
"Hairrou."
"Gender!" The walls in the small and cramped space were dark and depressing.
"female!"
"Military bugle!" The stool with only three legs squeaked.
"Ranger-Z55-489672311"
"Please confirm your action report again! Did you really find a habitable planet?" The dazzling lights make people crazy...
"Damn! I confirm! I confirm! I confirm! You better shut up now!"
..
"This is a routine matter, please understand."
"Click..." The door was locked.
"Tch...what an insincere apology." Haierrou, who was wearing a hospital gown, glared at the iron door through which the faceless guys left with eyes like a dead fish and spat disdainfully.
"Can you please come with us and leave? You haven't had your treatment today yet." A female nurse with a pink body came up with some fear, but she happened to bump into a volcano named Heerrou.
"Shut up! Bi Chi! I said the same sentence every day and repeated it 74 times. I still can't remember it!" The angry Haier kicked the poplar interrogation table in front of him with a wild force.
In an instant, this fragile existence exploded into debris all over the sky, and then hit the isolation glass without any change, making the three-centimeter-thick bulletproof glass buzz...
"Crackling" table crumbs fell to the floor in the room.
"Whoops. Whoops." Haierrou gasped and calmed down, while the trembling nurse walked up fearfully holding a roll of bandages.
"That...your wound...is open." The nurse swallowed her saliva and helped Heerrou re-tie the bandage. Except for her hands that were steady due to her professionalism, every part of her body was trembling, even
Julien didn't dare to look up into Haerrou's eyes and accuse her of being irresponsible to her body.
"Am I that scary?" Haerrou sighed.
"No, no! You're just a little irritable." The nurse shrank suddenly, making Haerrou even more depressed.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry at you." Haerrou said softly.
"Ah? What did you say?"
"No, nothing. Okay, let's go."
"Wait! Bandage! The bandage isn't tied yet!"
"Soldiers are not afraid of bloodshed."
"But I will be punished!" The little nurse followed him with tears in her eyes.
Of course, I don’t know whether she was punished by Haerrou in the end.
Perhaps it was because her violent appearance frightened the medical staff, or perhaps it was for the sake of confidentiality. In short, the nurses who took care of her would change every day, with different origins, and they were strictly prohibited from asking for any information about themselves.
Tch...who knows.
The irritable Haerrou lay on the chair with her back to the door, smoking a cigarette casually, not even caring about her bleeding arm.
"Squeak!" The door opened, and Haerrou just waved her hand without raising her head.
"Hey, Ivan, here we go again." Haerrou's voice was weak.
"I heard that you got angry again today?" The calm and determined voice said and sighed.
"Anyone who repeats the same words seventy-four times will get angry." Haierrou said and sneered: "Oh, today is the seventy-fifth time."
"The gendarmes won't do that," Ivan said gently.
Haierrou raised her head over the back of the chair, glanced at Ivan, then stretched out her hand and waved it in the air and said: "Of course I won't rely on this to make a living, just like I don't hate blood, internal organs and blood vessels.
hey-hey."
"Sorry, I wanted to make a joke with you, but it seems that I don't have any sense of humor." Ivan's voice sounded a little guilty.
"Okay, don't force yourself. I'm very grateful that you came over to help me stand my ground when I killed that stupid pig." Haerrou shrugged.
"It's just my duty. Anyway, I apologize for my subordinate's rudeness. It's really the regulations." Ivan sighed.
"As you said, it's our duty." Haierrou waved her hand: "This is what the Military Law Department should do, at least to prove that our efforts are valuable, right? If you want to meet like that stupid pig, talk about eating, drinking and having fun first, and then talk about brothers
My sisters and comrades turned around and planned to fuck me, I think I will be even more angry."
"Pfft!" Ivan, who had just picked up the water on the table and took a sip, was immediately choked. After cleaning it up for a while, he said with a wry smile: "You really...make me wonder who among us is.
That’s what women are.”
"Perhaps I can give you the dress Steven gave me?" Haerrou curled her lips maliciously.
"You are really full of gunpowder." Ivan sighed: "If you don't talk about this anymore, do you really have to leave?"
"Yeah, what else?" Haierrou shrugged and pointed at herself with her thumb: "Except for the face being protected by the helmet, more than 90% of the sweat glands in the body are left due to low-pressure boiling burns in the universe.
It's damaged, and I have to rely on air conditioning as long as the temperature is slightly higher. How can I continue to be a ranger like this? What if I don't retire? I also want to give those cyborgs a dozen farts x
Eyes, but obviously now I will only be beaten into a sieve." 1