Chapter 713 Mission Waiter Part 4

Chapter 713 Mission④·Waiter No. 4

Preface:

This is clearly a burrowing bird, but it wants to be an eagle.

[Part①·Psychological collapse]

As the weather changes, a gust of cold wind blows through the streets and alleys of Huacheng Bay.

In almost an instant, the sudden cold air freezes the bucket at the feet of the angler on the sea boat, causing the fisherman to scream in shock.

"Ah! My legs! My legs!"

The frost spreads all the way up from the trickle between the planks of the boat, and it specifically chooses the deadly place with rich water vapor to show its power. The water droplets brought by the wind and waves accumulate into small puddles on one side of the ship.

The thick calluses on the fisherman's feet are frozen together with these puddles. Although these two legs are still full of blood and white and red, if they move a little, the bloody flesh on the soles of their feet will be torn off.

The bitter cold snow and flying frost and hail came almost at the same time. When the big black bear on the roof of the floating dock felt something was wrong, he quickly loosened the tripod of the meteorological telescope. The glass panel of the trim instrument exploded instantly due to the severe cold and hot pressure difference.

Standing up from the chair, Brother Xiong looked at the tripod with lingering fear, and found a layer of crystal dew on it. The sea breeze and moisture climbed up the metal product in an instant and immediately turned into condensed ice. If he hadn't dodged quickly, I'm afraid two fingers would have been frozen and cracked.

The temperature dropped sharply from 31 degrees Celsius to minus 13 degrees Celsius in just a few seconds, which made the friends in the temporary command center all have hysterics of brain shutdown-

"--Quiet!"

Brother Xiong realized that something was wrong, climbed back to the command post from the wooden ladder, and saw his comrades shivering and hugging each other according to their groups.

At first, there were still a few young boys who were still sending messages and ringing the bells. However, after a few breaths, strong cold air rushed into their nasal trachea. The overly dry and cold air quickly took away their body temperature, forcing them to start coughing. The dust brought by the salty sea breeze and the deadly cold current shattered the fighting will of these Homo sapiens in an instant.

The sound of rain, snow and hail came from above. The hailstones, which were almost the size of basketballs, hit the wooden scaffolding of the floating dock, and smashed five or six holes at once.

"Transfer! Transfer! Transfer!" Qi Ji shouted loudly.

In the chaos, there were still command teams that were unwilling to leave the summons bell, like stubborn calves, refusing to leave no matter how they were pulled.

"Where are you going? This is the command post you chose! Qi Ji!"

"Scout Groups 8 and 10 are waiting for instructions. If the fighter plane is delayed..."

People often do all kinds of stupid things under high pressure, including this time, of course.

The sixteen decision-makers of the temporary command center were all shocked. Although they had conducted a preliminary assessment of the spiritual power of the "Snow Queen" in the Southeast War Zone, they did not expect that Axue could cause such powerful destructive power.

Qi Ji chose the floating dock as the stationing location because it has a wide field of vision. Near the coastline, meteorological observers can have a panoramic view of the overall situation at any time and judge the changes in Axue's spiritual power by the state of tides, ocean currents, and clouds.

But the real bone-chilling ice is in front of them, and the young people who have just put on winter clothes are facing the dilemma of morale collapse.

The mole sister, who has never seen blood, has been scared silly. She saw with her own eyes that a ball of ice flowers exploded at the feet of a sender sitting next to her. The debris of the wooden shed was like scattered porcupine quills, deeply piercing the back of the senior. The summoning bell and the senior's fingers were frozen together, and they could not be untied no matter what.

"Move first!" Qi Ji grabbed the collars of two comrades and sent them to the command post: "Go to the first floor of the floating dock."

"I just set up the sand table." A colleague was still obsessed with the terrain map and sand table war chess.

Qi Ji used the spirit to send the whole table and chairs to the door: "Go first, don't rush."

"The scouts will definitely wait for our orders. The weather is so bad, and it is the same for blood-giving monsters. Their body temperature is lower than ours. Hail just can't kill them-it doesn't mean that these ogres can't be affected by this climate disaster."

After these words came out, the team that was originally full of grief gradually quieted down.

Too many things happened in these few tens of seconds, and even a few people had become weak-willed and were thinking about how to give up the mission and save their lives.

The leader of the second table in the headquarters was the hybrid crow man with an owl face. Just now, because the situation was out of control, the crow man swung his angry claws at his absent-minded companion at the same table, leaving several bloody scars on his face. He had no choice but to resort to violence to maintain his companion's sanity at the moment when his companion's will collapsed.

At this moment, the other two colleagues at the second table drew their guns and pointed them at the alien disaster beast, completely forgetting the natural disaster hail above their heads, and forgetting the flowing snow and cold wave in the high-pressure state.

It was not until the supreme command that Wood Prak gave to Qi Ji began to take effect that these frontier officers and soldiers with the label of the war group on their heads calmed down a little - they regained their discipline and did not let this terrifying spiritual pressure completely destroy their minds like primitive people.

The second-level standby team withdrew from the weather platform in groups, and returned to the ferry platform on the first floor of the floating dock in an atmosphere of panic and danger. When Qi Ji found the fisherman's owner, he saw a cold corpse lying in the bathtub.

The owner of the floating dock was born out of frustration and died unluckily. He had just earned more than 20,000 pieces of pyroxene currency from foreigners. He happened to be taking a bath in the bathroom when the first wave of cold current rich in water vapor took away all his body temperature and made him freeze. His eyes were red and he was frozen in the frozen barrel.

The waves in the offshore rise and fall. The highly fluid and salt-rich sea water is not so easy to freeze. On the contrary, the fishermen who make a living along the coastline have suffered a big disaster. Looking all the way from the floating dock to the seaside street - Qi Ji can see Everywhere I saw, there were countless mourners wailing and howling.

His breathing was rapid and he couldn't bear this kind of mental stimulation for a while.

However, on the beach about 20 meters away, there was a family going out to collect shellfish and catch fish. The father and mother were looking for sandworms and crabs in the shallow mud and sand. The strong cold current froze their legs. When they escaped, Only two frozen ice sculptures were left paralyzed on the way they came.

The children of this family were left in the small sand pit on the side of the beach facing the road. The two swings suspended in mid-air were like photos, forever fixing the ice sculptures of boys and girls in place——

--Snapped!

The hail knocked out the pink petals.

Qi Ji gasped as his colleagues grabbed the epaulettes of his coat and took him back to the living room on the first floor of the floating dock.

The scouts conducting espionage and reconnaissance activities in the city are also protected by buildings, so they will not freeze to death on the spot. After the cold current crossed the coastline, it was diluted by buildings in residential areas and industrial areas, and it did not cause many civilian casualties.

But for the people living on the coastline, in just this moment, because of a single thought from Ashue, more than 180 innocent lives died silently.

The gunsmith teacher and the soldiers from various departments of the combined brigade told these students many cases of spiritual disasters in Galahad. But when the pictures in the book and video tape appeared before my eyes, it was a completely different feeling.

The cold numbers in streaming media have become painful, and this kind of mental pressure is like a heavy mountain for everyone present.

"You can't stay focused." The Yaman guy rolled the eyelids of the officers and soldiers in the same group and observed eye movements based on the anonymous combat experience: "The Indian Express Airways 812 crash is an example. You just passed out and your body fell into a deep sleep mechanism for self-protection. ”

Qi Ji finally came to his senses and followed the rules and regulations to check his partner's mental state.

The arakkoa boy then conducted an elemental analysis on his comrades.

"Now you still have part of the inertia of deep sleep. The gunsmith teacher used this example to tell us that it is difficult to conquer the physical body by willpower alone - the Serbian captain slept too deeply during the rest period and lost all his power when he woke up. Partial judgment, eventually the plane crashed when it landed, we have to listen to Qi Ji."

"All combat tasks are suspended, and the four groups of personnel are taking turns to conduct elemental analysis. We will deploy the summons bell and sand table in three minutes."

Mole Girl found the panacea, covered her companion's bloody wound, and took a look outside.

"Quiet, there are many people"

Qi Ji immediately responded: "I saw it."

"Is that guy really lapis lazuli?" Brother Xiong collapsed on the floor, hugging the shoulders of an old classmate, carefully looking at his eyeballs and observing the pupil status: "Axue?"

The information received from the scouts and the Lingyun team indicated that Axue was a lapis lazuli guard, either an individual who received blood from the wolf mother, or a descendant of the wolf mother.

"Why did the Green Gold Guards help the Guild One Church?" A girl in the team was crying, trying to control her emotions. Her sobs sounded like cleaning glass, "Why?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Qi Ji frowned, "It doesn't matter what she was before, but now she is a spiritual disaster - we must destroy her."

After completing the elemental analysis for the other three people in the team, the crow man reluctantly pulled out a few bird feathers around the eyes to fully open the pupils of the birds' nictitating membranes -

"——Check me, old classmate."

The instructor who was in the same class as Brother Hao used cotton cloth to clean the bloodstains around the Crow Man's eyes and conducted a qualitative analysis on the beast hybrid.

Don’t find this procedure troublesome. The gunsmith has a set of unreasonable and strict mission execution standards for decision-making units. If you fail to pass this set of quality inspections, there is no guarantee that your mental state can withstand the test of spiritual pressure - these commanders Otherwise, the soldiers on the front line will be killed, just like the example mentioned by the Yaren guy before.

Each combat team needs remote command and dispatch, and uses drones to conduct terrain reconnaissance for Sky Eye to ascertain the tactical resources and combat effectiveness of both sides. Knowing yourself and the enemy can win a hundred battles.

The scout team is like the passengers on the plane, and the command team is the brains, the captain of the crew.

In addition to the example of Air India Express 812, the captain of Aeroflot 593 even asked his underage son to fly the plane and took all 63 passengers on the plane with him.

Most of the causes of these air crashes stem from obvious character flaws and are tragedies caused by overly lax implementation standards.

For decision-making units, the discipline of the modern military should be stricter than that of the aviation industry. For these active-thinking officers and soldiers, the strongest enemy is not the demons and monsters of the Guiyi Sect, nor the powerful psychics.

Wings of Light can also be dealt with with light weapons. The monsters created by the Vita Brand still have the weaknesses of carbon-based creatures. The gunsmith has compiled a set of effective monster-killing secrets.

The most important problems that decision-making units need to solve, and the strongest enemies, are often their own character flaws - they must remain calm and deploy attacks in high-pressure environments, and complete tasks in strict accordance with execution standards.

"What's the status of each group's sending and receiving letters?" Qi Ji asked, pinching his watch.

After the four-person team from each department completed the elemental analysis, five people were left behind. Due to physical stress and disordered thinking, these decision-making units temporarily left the command chain.

Mole Girl replied: "There are eleven more people."

Qi Ji immediately ordered: "Redistribute decision-making units, do you have redundant mental arithmetic ability?"

"My iPhone won't turn on." Black Bear held up his tactical template. "Not only the phone, but the tablet is also protected by low temperature and low voltage. It's too cold here."

"It's been almost three fucking years and you're still using Apple?" A comrade in the same group muttered, "Are you using Chinese products?"

Qi Ji took a moment to reply: "It's better to use his stylus, there's nothing we can do about it. You can find a way to warm yourself up and get your external brain online again."

It only took the remaining eleven people almost a minute to restore the location of the summoning bell deployment combination on the roof.

The mental arithmetic ability and memory of these young people are extraordinary. After becoming nymphs, the most obvious difference between psykers and ordinary people is their calculation ability - this ability will gradually weaken with age. This is also the reason for the tactical play of newcomers. , the reason for using old people in strategic policies.

Many of the summoning bells were still hung with frost, which made the friends cover their heads one by one. When they rang again——

"——The channel is clear! Group ten is still online!"

Invigorating news came from the front line. Almost at the same time, the Lingsu insect in the summoning bell sent over the signals previously accumulated by the scout team and Lingyun team.

Without the help of drones, they have to rely on their rich imagination to plan routes based on the city's topographic maps, following the scouts like invisible ghosts and continuing to dispatch the next order.

"We are back online." Qi Ji returned to the table again. As if the information was delayed, anger finally welled up in his eyes: "Get ready for the next encirclement."

The temporary headquarters lost contact for a full ten minutes. During this time, the scout teams lurking throughout the city were also affected by the weather and had to find nearby buildings to take shelter.

The Lingyun team was unable to move under the interference of hail, rain and snow. After Bu Liuxing got the summons bell, he had no time to receive new instructions and could only stay on standby.

[Part②·The gap with the main attacking force]

The three-person team heading to the East Malaysia Grand Theater on the northwest side of Huachengwan Market were also the scouts of Group 6 of the Dragoon Regiment. They hugged Jason Megan's thin body and was blocked by the cold snow and hail on two wide roads. In the middle of the road for carriages and horses.

According to the original course of action, Mr. Jason had to receive treatment immediately. This body might still have the essence of the incarnate butterfly, and there was a risk of another outbreak of Vita Brand. However, they suddenly lost communication with the headquarters, and they could only wait anxiously and stand still.

As time passed by, the wind and snow showed no signs of stopping, and huge hailstones made shocking dents on the road.

The team leader took out the terrain map again and confirmed it repeatedly.

"Go through the sewer."

"Aren't you waiting for orders?" the team member asked.

"Delivery must be delivered within sixteen minutes. The safety of VIPs is the top priority." The team leader ordered: "Further eight hundred meters ahead, the two buildings behind the East Malaysia Grand Theater are the Governor's Palace and the hospital. Group Seven There are two medical soldiers waiting for us, and it will be too late to delay any longer. "

They were in front of an old silversmith's shop. After discussing these matters, a graceful and luxurious woman dressed in colorful clothes walked out of the back room behind them - that was Gloria Sebastian.

Master Feather held an umbrella to avoid the strong sunlight reflected by the ice crystals on the snowy day. He looked at these inexplicable foreigners with a fun-loving attitude.

She didn't recognize Jason Megan, and she had never heard of this embarrassing name in Jane Doe, so naturally she didn't take it to heart.

It's just that the Wings of Light ambushed an elite soldier in the market and seemed to have killed an elite soldier. They actually used the exquisite coordination and advanced firearms of these little guys to force their way past the shelter of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me] and shot the elite soldier on the spot - -This is what Gloria cares about.

Axue's psychic power does not distinguish between friend and foe, and Gloria wants to block the crying general in the market, trapping him and starving him for several hours. In this weather environment, the soldiers who came to Dongma Port to rescue General Crying might not be able to shoot high-quality firearms.

"He seems very weak"

Gloria raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt an appetite when she saw Jason's shriveled body.

"How about I help you treat him?"

The immortal still did not notice that the fatal crisis was gradually approaching. For almost half a century, she had not been injured once - Judas protected the members of the Alliance very well.

Dongma Port is a place where the weather is smooth and the war in the Central Plains cannot burn it. Except for these Wings of Light, there is no conventional force around Gloria. She does not need personal guards or protection from dead soldiers. With the blessing of the dice of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me], there was once a king hunter who created a super-speed thinking environment for her. Based on the abundance of her elemental essence, she can always get the first attack advantage - this chaotic world is hers amusement park.

At this moment, the three brothers of Dragoon Group 6 were sweating profusely, and they almost immediately made quick reaction shots.

The moment the gun was pointed at Gloria, the bullets were affected by the wind and snow outside, flying up and down amidst the continuous sound of dice, making tinkling sounds everywhere on the silversmith's workbench, but there was no one. Hit Gloria.

When it was time for his teammates to reload, in order to move quickly to conceal their whereabouts, the team leader only had a pistol. Instead of supporting his teammates to continue suppressing fire, he quickly rang the bell to send a message, then abandoned the gun and took out the throwing object, two shock grenades. He bounced off the wall to form a flanking attack behind Gloria. He held three F1 defense grenades in his arms and rushed forward to pounce on the leader of all enemies, the source of all evil. He pulled the ring and pulled out the pin without hesitation.

This moment——

——Gloria's pupils shrank and her eyes were out of focus.

She didn't quite understand what these mortals were doing. Why would they risk their lives to hurt gods?

As a garrison arranged by Judah in Dongma Port, every creature on this land must kneel before her. There is no need to command and dispatch, there will naturally be people to protect her, and there is a steady stream of offerings in the church.

There is no need to even call for help, as long as the crisis comes, the Wings of Light will become a scapegoat, blocking her weak assassination attacks that have been tampered with the dice again and again.

The team leader passed two advantage rolls, and it seemed like luck was finally on his side.

The two soldiers hugged Jason Megan and fled outside without looking back. They searched for the entrance to the sewer along the eaves of the walkway around the silversmith shop to continue their mission.

They cooperated with each other tacitly, and never said a word of nonsense from beginning to end. There seemed to be an equally silent God of Death, silently watching these warriors.

The explosion scattered the flying snow and ice outside the house——

——The waves of violent air surged through the wooden building, and flames and shrapnel blew all the windows into the sky.

The scout leader dropped the bomb too fast, too hard, and too decisively.

The reason why he was unable to join the front-line offensive team in the southeast was simply because of his character flaws, because his will to survive was too weak, but it did not affect his will to fight.

Gloria Sebastian was hit hard!

Her glamorous fur, gold and silver jewelry was all blown to pieces, and her hair was all burned off!

Both of her eyes were scorched by the magnesium powder airwaves called shock bombs. It only took two seconds for the scout team leader to hold the defensive grenade from activating the charge to dying together - he had no intention of reasoning with her at all.

Fragments and human bones penetrated into various parts of her body. More than sixty bones were still left in her body. Her skirt was torn to pieces, and her upper arms and thighs were fractured to varying degrees. Her overly strong body was no longer The silversmith's workbench exploded from the first floor to the accounting room on the second floor, flew out of the window, and crashed into the ledge of a low mountain.

She felt it for the first time in a long time

"It hurts."

She cried in pain, had incontinence in urination, and had her hands and feet spasming in pain. Her body was healing rapidly, and the burnt skin on her body left horrific scars that turned into dark brown blood scabs.

There are only twisted summons bells, half a skull, scattered carrying equipment and cracked gun sleeves, and human bones and flesh scattered around. They seem to be telling a silent story-there was once a reckless man here. Soldiers live bravely.

"damn it!"

Gloria limped back to the first floor of the silversmith's shop. The other two scouts had already run away with Jason.

She saw that the summoning bell was still trembling and sending out a wave of psychic energy, and then she realized that there was still a scout team hidden in the dark - a group of ridiculously young children, and some psykers who had not yet completed their transformation. , playing a hide-and-seek game with her.

"You ignorant bitch!"

She pulled up the curtain of the accounting room, barely covered her body to hide her shame, and roared angrily.

"This is obviously a cave bird! But it wants to be an eagle! It's really overestimating its capabilities!"

Qi Ji took a breath and said, "Group six is ​​offline."

Sister Mole translated the ringtones of six groups of secondary intelligence units almost at the same time.

"There are two left alive! The team leader died! The VIP is safe now!"

"Do you have any last words?" Qi Ji asked.

"It's more complicated. Time is too tight. They met Gloria." Mole Girl translated the final words of the three summoning bells of the six groups of scout leaders according to the translation table. There were many messy ring tones that were invalid messages.

"Teacher Gunsmith, you always say that taking your time is faster."

"There's no other way, I'm going to take a shortcut."