Xing Yunzhi stood in the corridor of the sewer, Peacock Ling's backpack unfolded from behind her, and the target locked the iron gate in front.
Just now, Wang Wanrou's signal had been sent, asking her to come to this position immediately and be on standby.
There were more than twenty similar locations in the original plan, and she knew the route to each one by heart. As soon as Miss Wang reported the number, she rushed to the designated location as planned, and then set up an ambush to prepare for the attack.
The weapon used for shooting is called Peacock Ling, whose full name is pulse ignition projectile launching system. The metal storm shot out in an instant is enough to tear apart any fortress.
Only Mass Effect users, or soldiers equipped with exoskeleton armor, can bear the terrible weight of the Peacock Feather - most of which comes from the massive metal projectiles required to shoot it.
The signal emitted, Wang Wanrou said clearly, was light.
Although she didn't know how Miss Wang arranged it, Ah Zhi still clearly carried out this tactical order. As the explosion above the ground suddenly stopped, she slowly held her breath in the darkness and focused her attention.
Concentrate.
After an unknown amount of time, clear footsteps could be heard from a distance, getting closer and closer.
It was difficult to see in the darkness. She could only see clearly the figure opposite her, but she didn't know whether it was Cheng Jinyang, Su Zizhong, Chu Qingqing or someone else, so she continued to hibernate patiently.
The opponent rushed to the iron gate, took half a second to examine the iron lock, then took out his shotgun, turned on his helmet light, and smashed the door cleanly with two blasts.
Then he shined the light on the wall. At the same time, Xing Yunzhi also vaguely saw his face through the reflection of the light on the wall.
Su Zizhong!
Then Peacock Ling started running at full speed, ignited with electric pulses, and launched projectiles. All the ammunition was poured out in an instant, tearing the sewer walls, iron gates, and Su Zizhong's body into cruel pieces.
Won?
Xing Yunzhi was a little unsure, and instinctively wanted to go forward to check the body, only to find that all the debris had disappeared.
"Target solved." She signaled to her companions.
Cheng Jinyang was still moving forward in the sewer, and then received the signal.
Ah, are you done? Finally...
As he was thinking this, his consciousness suddenly stopped.
The virtual trial is over.
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"Good fight." Princess Nankang said.
"Your Highness is laughing." Su Zizhong shook his head.
Six wins from eight games, two comebacks, especially the last time he was directly beaten to death by a calculation. As the seventh player in the Tianluo Ranking, such a record is really ugly.
Therefore, he was not interested in saying anything more. He just waved goodbye to His Highness, then turned around and left with his nephew.
"That's right." Princess Nankang stopped him from behind, "Don't tell anyone what happened today."
Su Zizhong was slightly startled when he heard this, and then quickly reacted.
Through the previous few battles, he certainly knew that the man and four women facing him were all superpowers from a family with superpowers.
If he was just an ordinary son of aristocratic family and had a close relationship with Her Highness the Princess, there would be no need to hide it. However, His Highness specifically told him not to tell anyone, and the implications were already obvious.
Those four young people are not ordinary children of aristocratic families...perhaps they are the direct core members of the family, so their good relationship with His Highness needs to be kept secret.
So Su Zizhong immediately showed a look of surprise and promised repeatedly that he would agree.
The status of core members of aristocratic families can be very different from ordinary members. The lower limit of the latter is pigs raised by the family, while the former may have the authority to use family resources in the future.
Being a sparring partner for those four this time is equivalent to being connected with four powerful families in the network of people. The value behind this is of course immeasurable - of course, even without these relationships, he can
His Highness was thinking that by earning some impression points, this morning would not be in vain.
Su Zizhong turned his head again and looked at his tall and thick nephew.
My nephew is really stupid. I have to give him some warnings and scares when I get back to prevent him from leaking the truth outside later.
On the other side, Cheng Jinyang and others came out of the instrument and sat on the sofa next to them to relax, waiting for Princess Nankang's comments and analysis.
"It was a good fight." Sister Princess closed the door of the training room smoothly, turned around with her arms folded, and said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"In the last game, the metal dummy's tactics of luring enemies were excellent." Princess Sister first praised Chu Qingqing, "However, there are still some flaws in the details of the camouflage color scheme. Su Zizhong was sniping from a distance, so he couldn't take a closer look.
, if he had observed it from a close distance, he would not have been fooled. I remember that the Yangdi Chu family has a corresponding algorithm for puppetry, which can make the fake appear real, haven't you learned it?"
"I've learned it," Chu Qingqing said cautiously, "but the blood concentration is not high enough so I can't use it."
"Oh." Princess Nankang also understood immediately.
To simulate different colors, you need to control the internal structure of the metal itself to change the wavelengths of reflected, transmitted and scattered light.
However, Chu Qingqing is currently only at the eighth level and cannot perform such fine micro-operations, so she cannot simulate complex color changes... This is why she only wears a turquoise dress, white shoes, and does not wear any hair.
Because of clipping (reducing the number of colors on its own).
The princess sister turned to look at Ah Zhi again and asked in a low voice:
"Hemophobia?"
Xing Yunzhi remained silent.
"It's not that he is afraid of blood, she just hates those things." Cheng Jinyang explained from the side.
"How can you go on the battlefield without seeing blood?" Sister Princess shook her head, her evaluation of Ah Zhi in her heart lowered again, and she turned to look at Miss Wang:
"The tactical layout is amazing, the selection of sniper points is impeccable, and Su Zizhong's psychological prediction is also very good. It's hard to imagine that a few hours ago, you were a newcomer who didn't know much about modern military knowledge... That's the end
Those two lines written on the wall are a bit redundant."
Wang Wanrou did not respond and sneered silently.
Cheng Jinyang sat next to him, thinking to himself that it wasn't that Su Zizhong who chose to shoot Miss Wang's head first in every sneak attack, thereby completely irritating her? It was enough to humiliate the other party by writing two lines, otherwise he would go back.
If you ask Taiyuan Wang to put a reward on his head, that guy will be even more ruined.
When the princess sister saw that she was ignoring her, she silently shook her head. This Wang Wanrou was extraordinary in both scheming and intelligence. Unfortunately, she was too narrow-minded and was a girl with the fifth surname. She was definitely not a good match for Jinyang. The future for her
You can rely on others, but you can never trust them unconditionally.
But Jinyang is also smart, so I shouldn’t need to comment too much on this aspect.
"What about me?" Seeing her commenting all over the place, Cheng Jinyang couldn't help but asked, "Is there anything wrong with my performance?"
"You?" Sister Princess laughed, "Your problem is obvious."