The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 114: The Cross of Thorns (middle)

"I heard that you are a sharpshooter, right." Ideki Taro's voice rang in Sam Williams' ears, "I don't really have much confidence in shooting games, but St. Christopher blesses my bullet manager Can find the enemy's key." The American replied with a curled mouth, and then realized that the other party could not hear his voice, shrugged self-deprecatingly,

"Listen, when I give the command, attack the man with the cigar, use all my strength, you know." Izuki gave instructions,

"Even your snipers were killed. What can I do by myself." He complained, and Sam still inserted the Beretta pistol into the holster, and carefully opened the clasp in his arms. , Slowly drew out a long revolver, and hit his bruised sternum when he moved a little bit bigger. The pain caused him to breathe in cold air. The barrel of this pistol was amazingly long, and the whole body was matt silver. The American unloaded the drum to check the five bullets inside, closed the magazine, pulled up the hammer to release the insurance, and slowly poke out the barrel from behind the sculpture and aimed at the Metropolitan Police Department building.

Ideki Ike Taro said: "Is it possible to ensure accuracy at such a distance? Do you want to get closer."

"Bah." Sam yelled angrily, "I don't want to die... A mere 40 meters away, not to mention my'Miss Bellucci', even with a Beretta pistol, he can shoot ten Five centimeters spread, my "Miss Bellucci" is made of titanium crystal material using the latest generation of 3D printers from dnvk in the United States. The drawings are designed by myself. This is the most accurate of the six sample guns. Equipped with a 9.7-inch barrel, using Smith & Wesson’s special order of 4.4 caliber Magnum cone semi-armored pistol ammunition. Each bullet is carefully selected by me from thousands of rounds of ammunition. What's the use of saying these? Anyway, you can't hear it. This baby hasn't been shot in actual combat. Let's see how powerful the kinetic energy of the muzzle is over 5000j..."

His breathing calmed down and his eyes narrowed slightly. Only the front sight, the rear sight, and the enemy 40 meters away were left in the world. The cigar-dangling tycoon was easily slaughtering the soldiers in the silver mine, a silver magnet. The fluid shield changed shape and wandered in front of him. The bullet could not penetrate the electromagnetic fluid defense. With a wave of his hand, the tycoon transformed into a sharp sword and spear to slay the soldier. This is simply a win. During the battle, Sam waited quietly, he couldn't tell what he was waiting for. The sun was quiet, and there was a strange and gentle atmosphere in the Metropolitan Police Department square with corpses. It must be a battle between the candidate and the enemy, and now the ghosts have no time to take care of the situation on the other side of the battlefield, because there are two powerful sons of God standing in front of them,

For some reason, Sam suddenly remembered the first time he was learning to design. In that deserted Gobi Desert, his brother, U.S. Army Aviation Sergeant Rick Williams pulled the trigger and broke 20 meters. A beer bottle outside, "Here, try it, it's nothing difficult, as a Texan, how can you not use a pistol."

Sam, who was only eight years old, took the heavy pistol and aimed it at the wine bottle in the distance. His brother attached himself and corrected his grip on the gun: "Remember, when you pull the trigger, understand that you are What to do, the bullet is not a small piece of metal, but an extension of your mind. Even if it leaves the barrel, you still have to look at it, control it, correct it, and let it follow the trajectory you want. Get where you want, kill the people you want."

"...Killing." Sam raised his eyes,

"Of course." Sergeant Williams said blankly, "Kill someone, or be killed by someone else."

At this time, a series of fierce gunfire sounded, and a soldier suddenly jumped out. The assault rifle in his hand emptied the magazine within ten seconds. The rain of bullets cut a sharp cone on the magnetic fluid shield, but with The fire was interrupted, and a silver spear shot out from an unexpected angle. It pierced the soldier’s abdomen and the deformed magnetic fluid shield began to calm down. At this moment, Sam pulled the trigger.

"Bang." The clear and distant sound of gunfire echoed all around. The 11.18mm warhead was propelled by gunpowder gas and accelerated along the long barrel. With the bright flame of the muzzle flashing, the bullet traversed 40 meters in an instant, like A sharp knife pierced the shield and accurately nailed it to the end of a 5.6mm assault rifle bullet. The two bullets collided and turned into a lead double-petal chrysanthemum. The huge kinetic energy was absorbed by the defense. The cone on the magnetic fluid shield The shape is obviously protruding, "What." The tycoon opened his eyes in surprise,

"Bang, bang, bang, bang." With four gunshots in succession, the Americans emptied the five-round magazine of "Miss Bellucci", and the first four bullets reached an astonishing one-centimeter spread, just like the same The trains that struck each other end to end hit the same position of the shield, squeezing the kyphotic cone into a critical state, and the last bullet was slightly deflected, wiping a line of sparks on the inner wall of the cone, "Go on." Sa Mu shook his fist and said, "Kaqian." The bullet finally pierced the shield as expected. The ferrofluid shield opened with silver petals, and the hot warhead roared, Juan Modorado gritted his teeth, his teeth with the same blade. Cut the cigar all the way, "huh."

The bullet hit his left chest, "pop." A big hole burst out in the black suit. The tycoon was shocked to retreat three steps in a row, but there was no blood spilled from his chest. The son of God with a unique ability took blood from his chest. Turned into hard magnetic fluid, the densely packed capillaries become bulletproof armor on the inner side of the skin. The warhead loses its kinetic energy when it only penetrates half an inch into the skin. A smile appears at the corner of the tycoon’s mouth. This ability can only be used briefly, otherwise the tissues will suffer from osmotic pressure. He changed and died due to hypoxia, but saved his life more than once in the battle. He calculated the amount of magnetic fluid used in his mind. Turning blood into semi-fluid metal is standing on a steel wire and playing with fire. His weight is 99 kilograms. , The total amount of blood is about 7.5 liters, and now more than 3 liters of magnetic fluid has been released through the wrist wound. The blood in the body is already at the limit of maintaining the human body’s compensation. Just now, the chest blood conversion consumes more than 300 ml. Blood, this completely disrupted his rhythm, "Critical point." The tycoon thought to himself, feeling that his brain was confused due to ischemia, thirsty, chills, and rapid pulse, all of which are serious ischemia. The sign, the footsteps move slowly backwards, "You must temporarily evade and wait for the reverse transformation of the magnetic fluid...otherwise it will be shocked..."

"Are you okay, Mr. Modorado, and are you like me, feel that the implanted chip is burned out?" Mori Nasser came over and said with concern,

The silver liquid metal slowly dissolves. This inversion process is relatively slow. The pale-faced tycoon retreated into the hall and waited for his physical strength to slowly recover. It’s burned a long time ago, but you can expect reinforcements to come.” He roared feebly, took out a cigar and held it in his mouth. This special Bolivar cigar can replenish oxygen and rich glucose for the human body after being ignited. Five minutes, no, it takes at least eight minutes to regain strength." Juan Modorado thought, and stretched out his hand: "I lost my lighter. Borrow a fire for me, rookie."

"Of course."

The black-haired Arab youth walked to him and pressed the lighter. The piezoelectric element in the lighter was also damaged by the emp explosion. After pressing it for 20 full times, it "slaps" and lights up. Flame, the tycoon stared at the flame and felt a coolness coming from his back. He looked back in confusion and found that a dagger had just been submerged in his back.

"You..."

"Now that the chip is ruined." Morrie Nasser shrugged blankly,

Modorado roared, and the blood around the wound turned into magnetic fluid, squeezing the blade from the tissue, "It's too late, Mr. Modorado." The Arab youth said calmly, "I know this This kind of damage can't kill you, but as long as there is a penetrating injury, can your magnetic fluid shape defend against blasting from the inside of your body."

The tycoon’s eyes widened. Nasser flicked his fingers. The dagger was a short hollow blade made of round steel pipe. A passage leading to the tycoon’s abdominal cavity appeared. Two snap fingers, the air was Extremely compressed, stuffed into a steel tube dagger like a capsule. After less than a second, the two air capsules will be disordered, exploded, and turned into a cavity-effect turbulence, tearing the tycoon’s body from the inside out.

"Impossible." Modorado shouted with all his strength, the blood in the abdominal cavity quickly coagulated and turned into silver-white viscous metal, and the air capsule was wrapped in one layer of another layer of magnetic fluid. "Two muffled noises came from the depths of the man's body. Red and silver blood overflowed from the nostrils and corners of the tycoon's mouth. The explosion was eliminated. Juan Modorado gave a grim smile: "Hmm, now the wheel To me..."

His smile solidified on his face. In order to prevent an explosion in his body, he turned more than 60% of his blood into magnetic fluid. Now the sequelae of extreme ischemia appeared, his muscles began to spasm due to lack of oxygen, and his liver was working. Make every effort to produce fresh blood, and become exhausted due to overload. If there is a blood vessel distribution map at this time, it can be seen that the silver-white area is swallowing the bright red area. Because of the blurred consciousness, his unique magnetic fluid shaping ability is irreversible. The earth will rob him of bodily fluids from all over his body,

If he can be plunged into a deep coma at this time and a blood transfusion can save the tycoon’s life, what Nasser did is just stand there with his arms folded and watch the man become paler and paler, and the last trace of life finally passes. , Modorado stood in a strange posture, his pupils turned pale, and the cigar was slowly extinguished at the corner of his mouth. At this time, the soldiers rushed into the door, and the heavy bomb rain covered the tycoon, "It is time to cease the fire." Morrie Nasser, the man who can also be called Mori Alpha Goldmine waved his hand and looked at the standing corpse with a little regret, "You are a good opponent. I really want to have a chance to fight."

The shattered suit, skin and muscle pieces slipped off, and a silver-white metal figure appeared in the hall. The shape of each silver vessel was clearly visible, like a weird ultra-modernist sculpture.