Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 135: Flashback

I cannot verify whether what she said is true or not. My understanding of the truth of the end is only measured by the comments of others, their actions, and the consequences of their actions. I have also thought about it, maybe what she said is correct, at least part of it is correct, but this is not enough to shake my will. I am walking on my own path, saving the world in my own way, just as she believes that her actions are correct, and I also believe that her actions are correct.

However, I did not have sufficient reasons and clear enough facts to refute her point of view.

"Your behavior was too intense." I said to her: "Before the end of the day, many people who might have survived will die."

"Even so, their death can allow more people to live. This is the price of salvation. Their sacrifice is valuable, and we are also making the same sacrifice, right? The soldiers in front of you will give up their lives for the same belief, and the same is true for me."

"Unfortunately, I can't stand the people I love becoming victims. If they are bound to die, I would rather them die in natural disasters that humans can't stop than being abandoned as heroes. I believe if people can If you choose, you will definitely make the same choice as me. What you call salvation is just sacrificing a few people and letting more people survive? This choice is too ridiculous. People are going to die after all. I never expected myself. Action can make more people alive. This is the point of conflict between our ideas. The hero who can sacrifice at any time is enough for me alone, so I stand here and stand by you at the risk of dying at any time. In front of "

Yes, I never expected that I could make more people alive, but what am I looking forward to? I cannot answer 276094239765, but I believe there are some things more important than survival. Morino, Shirai, Sakiya...These people originally had a happy and free life, and maybe they will support each other to live when the end comes. Are they willing to become victims? Being forced to be sacrificed as a sacrifice by other conspirators for the survival of others is really sad. Do people who get a chance to survive because of their sacrifices must have the qualifications to survive?

"Yes, it's so sad..." I put away the dagger, raised the submachine gun in both hands, and told her with action that this battle will be unavoidable. "Everyone can only be responsible for themselves, no one has Qualified to make life choices for others, if someone does, then he is a sinner."

The madam and I stared for a long while, knowing that my will was irreversible, and sighed helplessly and pity.

"I thought you were a smart guy, but I didn't expect it to be just a little clever and stubborn idiot." She squeezed out the cigar on the table.

Fire.

Chain judgment.

I used swift dodge and fought back with double guns. Bullets crossed in mid-air, broken rocks flying around me. It was not possible to accurately determine the chain while scouring quickly. Even so, because the enemy was too dense, the soldiers in front immediately fell down. Although it was not a fatal shot, the limbs were also severely injured and unable to recover for a while.

The enemy's firepower has been weakened to a certain extent, but my movement space is also rapidly reduced. I stared at the bullet that was close at hand, shooting back while shooting, swiftly retreating the angle of rotation. At almost the same time, storm-like bullets hit the wall on the opposite side of the corridor, and the loud noise and impact shook the entire floor.

At this time, two grenades were thrown out and hit the wall. Before it bounced back, I pulled Mae up and continued to swift backwards.

The explosion swelled in the corridor like a fire dragon. For an instant, my eyes were full of dazzling light, flames, and suffocating smoke.

I have suffered a lot in this chaotic scene that is difficult to see. I have long understood that I should not panic at this time, and I must concentrate more on locking down the opponent's actions. The tumbling smoke and messy sounds will weaken one's perception, but thinking backwards, all those who try to enter this chaotic area will cause strong interference to this rich environment, and they can completely reverse the chain.

However, the enemy did not rush out from the front. They seemed to intend to hold on to their position, but I dare not ignore it at all, because there was a three-pole magicweave envoy among the enemies. Her unknown talents and superpowers are all killers that can immediately break the deadlock.

I took Zhenjiang's hand, and suddenly this hand broke free. This force was a little weird. I turned my head reflexively, only to see Zhenjiang's body hitting the side wall, but this was not her subjective will. Someone pinched her neck and dragged it back. Although Zhenjiang's body blocked most of his true face, I still recognized that it was the lady officer who suddenly attacked.

Why did she appear here? It must not come from the front of the corridor. Faster than doubting, I reached out to Ra Zhenjiang. However, the lady officer who held Mae rushed into the wall, but there was no collision. In an instant, Zhenjiang was also dragged into the wall at an accelerated rate.

It was like an invisible door on the wall, and the two disappeared silently.

I rushed forward and hit the wall. A huge reaction force immediately pushed me to the ground. The soreness in the whole body told me that it was indeed a wall, not a blinding trick.

I understood the enemy's thoughts in an instant, and confused my senses with gunshots and explosions. The lady officer took the opportunity to separate me and Zhenjiang with super powers, and destroyed them one by one.

Where are the two of them now? It's possible everywhere. The roads of this building are winding and there are many rooms. The lady officials who ignore the wall block can enter and leave any room freely. I want to track them only by using the monitor in the main control room.

I hope Mae can wake up before that. With lessons learned, I believe she will not die, because her eyeball is in my left eye socket, but she is delirious, can she fight against that lady officer only with her combat instinct and the inactive knife-like critical weapon? I thought at this time that Zhenjiang would suffer.

The attack stopped temporarily, the enemy did not pursue it, and only himself was left in the corridor. Quietly, repression is diffused. However, my mind is still clear, my emotions are turbulent, but I feel very calm inside, as if two brain waves with different amplitudes are beating. A very familiar feeling, like where you have experienced it before...Is it in a doomsday illusion?

The familiar feeling and the lost memory seem to overlap. I still can't remember it, but I really enjoy this illusory and floating sense of sight.

After smoking my last cigarette, I threw the cigarette **** on the ground and squeezed it out with my feet.

How can we break through the remaining positions composed of more than forty elite soldiers? No, it is not a breakthrough, they will not surrender or escape, they must be completely wiped out before they can enter the main control room.

The entrance they occupy is very spacious, but they can only enter through the gate that is only three meters wide. This entrance can be easily blocked by the opponent's firepower. Which is faster, your own quick sweep or their reaction? They fought me more than once, knowing my details, it is impossible to be completely unprepared. There are examples of dead soldiers. They should know that using high-tech products can lock my high-speed movement to a certain extent.

After entering the entrance, it does not mean safety. Compared with the number of guards, the space there is too spacious. Three hundred square meters in size, the enemy only occupied a small area in front of the main control room. In this way, there are organs buried in that very spacious entrance, which is almost a certain thing. Once I step into it, I will become a bird trapped in a cage.

It seems to be caught in a dilemma.

But it doesn't matter, if you can't play tricks, then try your own limits.

I threw away the two machine guns loaded with high-speed bullets, drew out the dagger with my left hand, and the revolver with my right hand.

I seem to be back at that time when the murderer Gao Chuan broke into the bar base of the Goat Guild with these two weapons. He is not a murderer, but he is still Gao Chuan.

Two weapons rotate freely in my hands. This is my real weapon, my partner who has been with me through the **** storm.

It is true that the weapons of the ky3000 and the Fandog are so powerful, but the human body is also so fragile. From a long time ago, humans could kill more powerful lives with only stones and wooden guns.

To kill, you don’t need to be too powerful a weapon, you just need to take the right way at the right time.

The enemy in front of me is also human.

My bullet has no dead ends.

My dagger can cut their throats.

Just this is enough.

I took a deep breath and listened to the buzzing wind from the airway of the helmet visor.

"Quick sweep." I said in a voice that only I could hear.

Pack lightly, put life and death aside, and eliminate all worries. My footsteps are light, and the high-speed passage is winding in front of me, from the ground to the wall, from the wall to the ceiling, the speed is not very fast, but I feel like walking on the ground and controlling it freely. I seem to be like a cat or a spider.

The entrance door has been torn apart by high-speed bullets, but there is still a wall above the door. If the soldiers pay attention to the door, then my position will be in their blind corner of consciousness.

I pressed the corner of the wall above the ceiling and turned to the top of the door, softly and swiftly, I couldn't even hear the slightest breath. I hung upside down on the wall at the top of the gate, listening to the movement in the hallway. They were quiet, they didn't move, they didn't talk, and I can imagine them staring at the door intently.

I suddenly turned over, fantasizing that I was like a big snake, clinging to the top of the door and rushing into the hallway. When the scene was confirmed by the field of vision, a quick sweep was launched, and the high-speed passage continued to spiral around the walls and ceiling.

The gunshots were loud, but scattered. As I expected, not all soldiers reacted immediately.

The scattered bullets were not threatening at all in the fast-sweeping state, and the bullets chased my shadow and hit the top of the door. I swam on the ceiling and walls like a gecko. Before they could fully react, I had reached their right side. At this time, they were making a saturation attack towards the top of the gate.

I got out of high-speed movement and was torn from the air by gravity. The soldiers who were the first to notice my actions were locked in midair. They are more keen than others, and their eyes have been cast on my body.

Before they moved the gun, I shot.

These soldiers are fully armed, with bulletproof equipment on vital parts such as the heart, head and neck, and the bullets of the revolver cannot cause fatal injuries to them. So I chose to reduce their offensive capabilities.

Under normal conditions, my marksmanship is accurate and there are no dead ends. I continuously hit the bullets in the idler wheel and interrupted the fingers of the six soldiers along with the trigger.

In the blink of an eye of the exchange of fire, the other soldiers had already reacted and turned their guns to shoot at me. The dense bullets whizzed in. Before that, I had entered a fast-sweeping state, and snakes rushed towards them.

Saturation attacks with no dead ends can only be formed in the first time with complete preparation. They were shot by me, and the reflex nerves of each of them have their own advantages and disadvantages. Therefore, although the ballistic trajectories flying in front of my eyes are dense, they are scattered.

I wielded a dagger in a high-speed world, and missed the bullet that I couldn’t dodge. As long as I didn’t block it directly in front of the bullet, the dagger would not be in danger of breaking.

Just like what I had to try before, use the most precise attack to tear up the insufficiently saturated barrage a way forward.

The closer the distance between me and the soldiers, the denser the bullets flying out of the muzzle. However, instead of moving in a straight line, I was maneuvering in a serpentine manner. On the contrary, I was able to see the distance between the previous bullet and the next bullet.

As I thought, the six-barreled heavy machine gun operated by the soldier commander was amazingly powerful. The special bullets and rapid rate of fire left almost no gap in front of him. But it is difficult for such a heavy gun to capture my maneuvering. I can clearly see him chasing my figure at a very slow speed, and before he catches up, I have changed direction.

Speaking of time is late and then it is fast. The distance between me and them is less than 60 meters. Even if the snake-like maneuver extends the distance of action, it is a blink of an eye in the high-speed movement close to the speed of the maglev train.

I have penetrated into the soldier's position from the far left. Just like cutting tofu, the dagger moved with the high speed of the body, easily cutting the armor around the soldiers' necks, and cutting off the entire neck.

At the end of the quick sweep, a series of blood springs welled up behind him. I stopped behind a soldier, covered his mouth, and thrust a dagger into his neck. The people next to him reacted and fired at me Qi Qi. I was in a fast-grabbing state again, and the crazy firepower could only tear the dead body into pieces.

Without the commander's orders, these soldiers evacuated after the beginning, and everyone focused on the opposing colleagues. I try to hide behind the soldiers, even if someone reacts, I can use the people around me as a shield. Although their shooting is very precise, it is only for people who do not make unexpected movements.

For a period of time, my killing was very easy. I didn't even need to do it myself. I just pushed the soldiers in front of me, and the people on the other side could only pour bullets on my colleagues.

I found the commander in the crowd, but many soldiers guarded him. Under his command, the squad centered on him was like a hedgehog.

Although the people around me fell at a rapid speed, they were not at all flustered, which gave me a familiar sense of crisis. Their current behavior is very similar to the situation in the hall on the first floor, before encountering dead soldiers, and in the corridor.

The pain they have suffered is something I will remember. I can't keep entangled anymore, I think, although it seems that I can expand the results, these people are using themselves as bait to plan some unexpected tactics.

So I decided to change my original plan, abandon the idea of ​​killing everyone at once, and speed up the rush into the main control room with the open door. When they reacted, I had already slammed the door shut, and overturned the conference table to hold the door against it. The bullet hit the door with a crackling sound.

Although this door has been strengthened and reinforced, the enemy’s firepower is very strong and should not last long, but this time is enough for me to do what I should do.

I started searching the entire room, but there was nothing I wanted except for machinery. Perhaps the key to the security door at the back of the first floor was carried by the lady officer. This was in my expectation. I tried to control the surveillance device and search for Mae's whereabouts.

One-third of the screens are showing battle scenes from other passages. There are not many members of the Security Bureau arriving in the rear area where I am. Maybe many people stay in the initial lobby where the monitors are The pulse is burned out and the signal cannot be received.

These scenes are only fixed around the main control room. I didn't see the familiar figures of fire escape, turtledove, ballet bear and Dorothy. Maybe they were led away by the garrisoned Mageweave messenger, maybe they were already dead.

The members who tried to break through the main control room like me fell one by one, and when there were no more people who could get up, the screen there turned into a snowflake like a funeral.

I couldn't bear to look any longer, so I cut off the connection of other channels and tried to connect to other parts of this building.

The door behind me started to make a distorted sound~IndoMTL.com~ The roar of heavy weapons echoed in the room, and I could hardly hear other sounds.

Suddenly, the sounds stopped, and the room was filled with a kind of dead silence. At this moment, the lady official and Mae appeared on one of the screens.

Mae was injured, her arm was cut off, and she stood at the door with a knife-shaped critical hedging weapon swayingly. The critical weapon was not activated. She turned her back to me, so I couldn't see her expression at this time. The lady officer's whole body is intact, she seems to feel my peep, raised her head to show a grinning smile at the position of the monitor, gave me a thumbs up, and then went down.

Which room is this? I was about to locate, and there was a loud blasting sound suddenly behind me.

Quick sweep.

I rushed into the corner as quickly as possible, climbed up the wall, and walked against the ceiling towards the door that opened.

The hot breath rushed in, and the twisted door instantly slammed into the conference table and hit the monitor beside him, bullets poured into the room, sparks flickering everywhere.