Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

The light gun from the corner accurately hit Osol's sword-holding palm. This judgment was quite accurate. With the power of the weapons currently manufactured by TPC, it was still unable to completely penetrate the energy shield of the ancient human machine.

Especially in the key position of the mechanical body's chest, where the small energy furnace is mounted, ancient humans' energy shield had the strongest defense, and it often took dozens of shots to weaken it.

But that was not the case with his hands. This sudden shot directly penetrated the energy shield and accurately hit the back of Osol's hand holding the sword. Although it only burned through the bionic skin and left a scorch mark on the bones of the mechanical hand.

It didn't seem to cause very serious substantive damage, but it successfully shot down the dagger emitting black energy.

At the same time, Director Sawai, who had his back to the office door and was holding a PDI communicator to communicate with the victory team members, also sent a distress message, suddenly turned around, pulled out the gun from his waist, and hid behind the Behind the large and heavy director's desk.

Then, together with the people hiding in the shadows, they fired at Osol continuously, and all the high-energy beams hit the energy shield outside his body.

At this time, Osol was walking to the center of the entire office. There was not even a bunker around him. Coupled with the sudden counterattack, the energy shield outside his body had been weakened by more than half before he could figure out the situation.

By the time he picked up the dagger that had fallen to the ground, with dark energy rising endlessly, the energy shield outside Osol's body had been completely shattered, and then temporarily shut down because the generator overheated.

However, with only two firearms produced by TPC, after continuous shooting to empty the magazine, it just penetrated the shield outside Osol's body and left a few black spots on the back of his hand.

A blue light flashed in his eyes. Osor suddenly raised his hand, and the mechanical arm split open and poked out the barrel of the gun. He planned to raise the gun to aim at Director Sawai, but this was a fake action because the muzzle of the gun had not yet been opened. When he was fully raised, he turned around and fired several shots at the person in the shadow.

An unexpected situation occurred again. With the shooting speed of Osol's mechanical body, it was almost impossible for ordinary humans to dodge after noticing the fake action.

But the man in the shadow had strangely predicted Osol's plan and rolled to dodge before Osol could twist his arm. When he fired, the figure had already turned over and was in contact with Osol. Together with Director Sawai, we hid behind the huge solid wood desk.

Of course, the director's desk only looks like solid wood on the surface.

The interlayers between the solid wooden boards are made of special explosion-proof boards several centimeters thick. Osor's arm gun beam hit it and burned through the solid wood layer on the surface, but it was blocked by the explosion-proof board.

And it seems that if it hadn't been hit two or three times in a row, it might have been impossible to penetrate.

But at the moment when the figure rolled and dodged, Osol had already seen clearly what he looked like at this time.

Wearing a one-piece insulating suit, a mask on his head, and swimming goggles, he completely hid his body temperature without leaking it at all.

Osor could even guess that when he entered, this person was holding his breath, as if he was worried that his body temperature would be leaked.

After realizing this, Osor paused in his shooting action and even took half a step back.

Obviously, the reactions of the two people in the office proved one thing.

This is a trap specially set for him, or for the ancient human mechanical body that often uses infrared thermal imaging technology to explore the surrounding situation.

Osor vigilantly scanned the surroundings again. This time he even used a more energy-consuming life detector and an echo imager.

However, the scan results revealed that there were really only two people in this office.

There was a TPC director and a sneak attacker who had just taken off his insulating hood and was sweating profusely and panting. There was no one else, and there were not even armed men surrounding the door.

This is even more strange. When the TPC was encircling and suppressing the Ascension Church in various places, they used siege methods, giving full play to their advantages of having many people and guns, and just besieged and killed the powerful ones created by ancient humans bit by bit. Mechanical body.

If this is a trap set by the TPC, then this trap was obviously arranged in a hurry. Let alone defeating the enemy, it may even be difficult to protect oneself.

Osol then focused his attention on the sneak attacker.

After all, this guy who suddenly appeared in the director's office and could predict fake moves was obviously the most threatening person to him.

Although separated by a large desk, Osol used life detectors and echo imagers to build a three-dimensional model of the entire room.

Of course, the sneak attacker is hiding behind the table and lowering his body to change the magazine.

After seeing the way that after changing the magazine, he still didn't forget to take out the gold-rimmed glasses from the insulating suit and put them on himself politely, he compared it with the database left by the noble council.

Orsol immediately knew his identity and understood the reason for the strange scene in front of him.

"Superpower human, Kirino Makoto, a person with precognition and telepathy abilities. No wonder you can dodge my attack and guessed my coming in advance. I didn't expect you to show up here.

But it is a pity that our mechanical body has also installed some shielding measures against your ability. It seems that although it is not fully effective, it still has a suppressive effect to some extent, otherwise I will definitely fall into a trap today.

But now, actually, you two have no other back-up, right? "

As if he had regained control of the situation, Osor stepped forward with confidence.

Because before he entered the door, he had already used technical means to successfully burn out the power supply line of the elevator system in the TPC headquarters base.

If the Victory Team and other TPC armed personnel want to rush over, they have to climb the stairs. By the time they arrive, everything is over.

All that could be found were two corpses that died of dark energy.

Raising his arm gun again, Osor fired at the desk again, suppressing Director Sawai and Makio Kirino who were behind the desk and did not dare to come forward and fight back.

At the same time, Director Sawai, who was hiding behind his desk, raised his voice a bit amid the sound of energy explosions and the overwhelmed creaking of the explosion-proof panels behind him, and asked Kirino Makoto slightly anxiously. .

"The glimmer of life you mentioned, and the golden-red beam of light, how long will it take for it to come!?"

"I don't know, but it should be soon. The people who save us will be here soon! It should be..."

With a click, the two people hiding behind the desk suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind, and their bodies fell forward uncontrollably.

There is no doubt that the desk that protected them for less than a minute, including the special explosion-proof panel inside, has been completely blown to pieces.