Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 768: Wrong estimate
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"Well, I saw it." Roddy's voice sounded from the headset and behind Alan at the same time, forming a strange chorus.
Ellen turned around and saw Roddy emerge from the woods behind. He wore an axe in armour, bit a cigar that had just been lit, and spit out a smoke ring and said, "It seems that our Lord Spearman is already old, otherwise why would he be so stubborn, even a 20-odd class? Beauty can’t be dealt with. Hey, it’s really **** big, that breast and butt, tut."
"Shut up, bastard." Fording's voice rang.
If you use the place where Karin was shot as the origin, draw a straight line that continues to extend westward, then after a distance of 1,800 meters, you will see a lonely mountain. There is a natural rooftop on the mountainside of the lonely mountain, where Fording is sitting. He put the sniper rifle to his feet and said to the headset: "Yes, I missed it. But if you want to change to you bastard, I'm afraid it will be discovered before the shot is fired."
The "jerk" in Fording's mouth gave a dry smile. The nickname of Gun Demon was not for nothing. Fording's sniper technique is not even the chief in the entire federation, but it is also in the top three. If even he can't make Karin a headshot, let alone replace it with Roddy.
Rody's marksmanship is notoriously stinky.
They planned the operation after Karin attacked the camp. Karin was attracted by Allen and Fording killed him. Roddy hid on this end of the mountain stream to prevent Karin from being seriously injured and going crazy and attacking Ellen frantically. This plan can't be described as thorough, but with people like Roddy and Fording sitting in town, it can be said to be a good deal.
Unexpectedly, the whole plan was messed up in the hands of the strongest Fording. Fording himself was depressed. He could clearly see the fierce battle between Alan and Karin in the forest. In the course of their battle, Fording made an accurate estimate of Karin's height, weight, flexibility, speed and responsiveness. But as soon as he sent the kill shot, Fording clearly felt that Karin's physical data had undergone significant changes at that moment.
The biggest change is that her weight suddenly changed, becoming very light, at least drastically reduced by two-thirds. That's why she can slip in time to avoid the shot that Fording had originally pointed at her head. Fording hasn't seen any opponent that can adjust his weight at high speed, and Karin did not experience any fluctuations in his power at the time. In other words, it was not an ability, it was more like a natural ability.
Also known as talent.
The talents of each race are different, but the talents of the Gly clan have always been known for their rough skin and tough **. It is the first time Fording knows that they can lose weight instantly. Perhaps, that is only Karin's unique talent?
Fording said in the headset: "Anyway, Ellen. If you bump into her next time, you have to be careful. That woman is pretty weird, she can instantly reduce her weight, so I miscalculated her Reaction and speed, this will fail."
"I see, Mr. Fording."
"Forget it, the woman was also badly injured. At least, she won't come back for trouble in a short time. Let's go back." Roddy carried the battle axe on his shoulder and spit out a flue.
He didn't seem to intend to ask about the relationship between Alan and Karin, which made Alan breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't want to lie, but he didn't want Roddy to know about the Burning Road. Some things are destined to be inhumane.
It's late at night.
Like a blood gate fortress in a capital city, without the bustling scenes of the day, like a man who has been completely washed out. After the enthusiasm of the past has faded, there is only peace that has been precipitated by the years. Among the fortresses, only those high-rise buildings flashed with red warning lights, and those flashing red lights were like blinking eyes. Only scattered buildings still have lights on, just like the top floor of a command building, each window reveals bright light, attracting the attention of many nocturnal creatures.
Several pointed bat wings, hairless strange birds fell on the outer edge of the window room of the building. They pecked the high-strength fiber glass of the windows. Naturally, they could not break these continuous-force bullets with their strength. The glass that can't be broken either. So a few strange birds tilted their heads and made a sound from their mouths that only they could hear.
One of the strange birds looked towards the hall inside, where only a few people were watching the night, monitoring the fortress and even the entire high ground. At this moment, on the command bridge above the hall, a figure suddenly appeared behind a piece of metal railing. The figure had an indescribable sense of oppression, and the bird just glanced at it, and suddenly lost consciousness and went straight down. Its two companions screamed, and Zhang Yi chased them down.
The strange bird regained consciousness when it was about to fall to the ground. He fluttered his wings indiscriminately and flew up again, merged with the other two strange birds, and then chuckled away from the command building and flew in other directions in the dark.
Lu Sen waved to the people in the lower hall: "You go out first."
A few people look at me, I look at you, and dare not ask any more, they filed out of the hall. Lu Sen said to the empty hall: "Connect me to Marshal Capello's private channel. The access code is x3178ep."
Wisdom brain’s inorganic synthetic audio came up: "Sound sampling is complete, good evening, General Luxon Donan. Your authority has been confirmed, please wait a moment."
The screen in the middle of the lobby lights up, obviously with a progress bar. This progress bar is quickly filled with blue light, and when the progress bar turns completely blue, a picture appears on the screen. The background of the picture is a bedroom. There is an oil painting on the wall of the bedroom, which is a portrait of Caprow. The marshal in the portrait is in his prime, and the edges and corners on his face are sharp like knives, which makes people feel painful.
Unfortunately, he is getting old. Rusen thought.
At this time, Capro's figure came into the picture. He was wearing a nightgown, and the neckline of the nightgown was open, revealing the tangled black hair inside. The marshal was holding a glass of wine. In Lusen's memory, Capello rarely touched such objects before going to bed. He often said that adequate sleep is the basis for winning a war. But now, he not only drinks, but also smokes. The no longer flat abdomen and the loose skin at the corners of the eyes told Lu Sen again.
He is old!
"Marshal Caprow!" Ruson stood straight, clenched his fist and slammed his chest, which was a federal standard military salute.
Capulo shrugged: "All right, Lusen. You use your private channel to meet with me, so you don't need to salute. It's so late, and you haven't rested yet? That's not alright, you are an important pillar of Bloodgate Fortress. . Of course work is important, but you must also pay attention to rest, old friend."
An old friend made Rusen's eyes fluctuate slightly. He lowered his head slightly, and slightly blocked his gaze with the brim of the black military hat, and said, "I should say this, old friend. Tobacco and alcohol will only hollow out your body. When did you like these things? ."