The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

When the sun fully rose into the sky, the heavy snow that had fallen all night finally slowed down.

Miss Watson returned to the outside of the reservoir.

I don't care about the large army of biochemical armor soldiers at all. They are just an aggregation moving forward at a constant speed, and any enemy encountered on the way will be crushed. This place is neither big nor small. According to the speed of the biochemical armor soldiers, they can reach the reservoir in about twenty minutes. Before that, Miss Watson needs to restore the wind turbine to operation, then lift the gate to divert the lake water into the flood discharge district.

After completing this matter, the reservoir and the fishman Moro will have nothing to do with him. As for the moving artillery transport team, their destination is now located at the Blacklight Werewolf hideout in the forest on the edge of the reservoir. There are 6 heavily armored biochemical armor soldiers in the team as escorts. Miss Watson also cleaned up a lot of odds and ends along the way. There shouldn't be any big problems with the zombies and werewolves.

As long as she could secure the dam before the artillery convoy arrived.

The trouble is that there are two windmill towers for installing wind turbines. One is located next to the small brick house of the main switch, close to the lake shore; while the other is relatively close to the center of the lake. Because of this, when he turned the gear, Morrow in the water immediately heard the movement.

The good thing is that the windmill tower on the lake is relatively tall.

After arriving at the shore in a familiar way, Miss Watson walked lightly and entered the windmill tower on the lake through the wooden plank road. Climbing to the top, the cut iron rods were still inserted into the turntable. The surface of the water storage lake was calm and full of dilapidated winter beauty. It was hard to imagine that there was a big water monster lying under the lake. Looking at the smoke on the lake, she suddenly had a vision of the "Loch Ness Monster". When she watched that movie, the baby plesiosaur was so small with a round belly that it could be hugged and rubbed in her arms. When he's being mean, he'll bite his fingers, which is really cute...

Only this time, the big water monster wants to eat people.

I hope this guy reacts slower.

Grasping the iron rod tightly, Miss Watson exerted a slight force, and the shabby gear more than 2 meters high began to rotate. Hearing the heartbreaking sound coming from inside the gear, she could only restrain her strength to avoid damaging some linkage structural components. The "crunching" sound echoed on the lake. The gears had just completed one revolution when the water surface began to stir, even more violently than before.

Control the intensity, control the intensity.

Seeing the big catfish with its head full of eyeballs breaking through the waves, Miss Watson simply stretched out a few tentacles, pushed them against the big gear, and pushed it to accelerate. Finally, the big gear shook after turning three and a half times, and the fan blades of the large windmill overhead began to accelerate. Miss Watson knew that the generator had resumed operation, but she could not hear the noise at all, and her ears were filled with the roar of the fish-man Moreau:

"Found you! Sneaky villain!"

OK, you continue.

Putting the iron rod back into her backpack, Miss Watson climbed to the top of the building, jumped high and slid towards the windmill tower on the shore. Just after his body completely entered the air above the water, the terrifying roar started again, and Moreau rushed out of the water vertically like a whale breaking through the waves, opening his mouth toward her in mid-air. The mouth was split into several petals like it was blooming. The densely packed sharp teeth and pustules were oozing with light green acidic water, and a strong fishy smell went straight into the nose. But in the center of the giant mouth, where the main entrance to the esophagus should have been, a male upper body "grew" inexplicably.

This is Moro's body, and it is also the part in the game where players can cause the most effective damage to him.

Just like in the game, the fishman's timing is precise.

It's a pity that the height is not enough either.

Even after returning to normal size, the fishman's upper body was as disgusting as a corpse that had been soaked in water for more than ten days. Miss Watson was well prepared. Looking at the ferocious head getting closer and closer, she twitched her hands and fired two grizzly pistols at the target. Several .50 AE pistol bullets hit Moreau's face one after another.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

The big catfish screamed, and its mouth flaps quickly closed like mimosa. Its bloated body slammed into the water, causing a large splash. Miss Watson resumed her gliding posture and accurately landed on another windmill tower. But before she could reach the big gear, the whole building began to shake with a loud noise.

Moreau is charging into the tower.

Ignoring the guy below who kept chanting "Mom", Miss Watson drove the iron rod into the large gear turntable. Just after turning half a circle, a sound of vomiting reached her ears. She immediately remembered the iconic range attack of Murloc Morrow, and immediately used her tentacles to break off a large piece of broken wood next to her, and held it above her head. superior.

"Ugh-poof-!!!"

On one side of the windmill tower, a large stream of acid rushed into the sky like a fountain, and then fell densely like raindrops. Miss Watson firmly supported the board and continued to turn the big gear. Sparks exploded from the surrounding telegraph poles, and several light bulbs glowed one after another. The fishman is still hitting the windmill tower hard, and the wind turbine may be destroyed at any given moment. She seized the moment, rushed into the brick house, and took a picture of the big square button with light on the console.

The dam in front of me immediately sounded the alarm.

The heavy gate slowly moved up, and the water spurted out like a waterfall, getting stronger and stronger. The roar of the fishman Moreau was mixed in the water curtain, and he was vaguely angry. But once the leaks came out, the big catfish was powerless to stop everything. Miss Watson did not care about the other party's mood. After completing this important work, she turned around and ran towards the forest not far away where the black light werewolves were hiding.

Underground in the factory, the other half of the biochemical armor soldiers have been activated and are hanging around waiting to receive signals. The corresponding signal transmitter is still in Miss Watson's backpack. She will then rush to the werewolf fortress to complete the placement of the signal transmitter there. In addition, artillery convoys must be guided to new locations.

It can be said to be a bit busy.

call out----!

The sprint ability was activated, and the body in mid-air instantly moved forward a few meters, barely skipping a bush. Two tentacles popped out from the chest and neck, grabbed two branches from a distance, and pulled Miss Watson forward like a slingshot. The terrain in the forest was complex and the trees were arranged irregularly. She had to slow down when necessary to avoid breaking the trees in front of her. The military boots stepped on the tree trunks many times, providing a point of force for the jumping body, which also caused the snow on the tree crown to fall one after another. For a while, the woods were full of rustling (xi xi su su) movement.

After rushing out of the woods, the Black Light Werewolf finally arrived at its hiding place.

【Come with me! 】

Miss Watson opened her voice while picking up the signal transmitter from the ground that directed the artillery transport team. After stuffing this thing into her bag, she took out another signal transmitter, used needle-nose pliers to get into the gap at the bottom and twisted it, and the small bulb in the middle of the machine lit up red. Now, the beacon guiding the remaining hundreds of biochemical armor soldiers in the factory has also been activated.

Taking off the protective cover of the telescope, Miss Watson jumped onto the treetop and pointed the lens in the direction of the large army. Turning the focus knob with your index finger, the blurry red light spots quickly became clear.

Troops attacking the reservoir are about to arrive.

There was a large group of people in darkness, which looked really oppressive. Without further delay, Miss Watson jumped out toward the southeast, and the black-light werewolves followed closely behind them, roaring low.

......

ten minutes later.

"Ouch-ugh!"

A machete slashed open the neck diagonally, slashing the howling werewolf until he died. There was no one holding the handle of the knife, as if it was controlled by an invisible force. The knife shook up and down for a while, and finally broke away from the corpse and flew back to its "companion". There were three machetes in total, all spinning around a woman.

boom!

Miss Watson raised her hand and fired. The werewolf holding a crossbow in the distance had his forehead burst with blood and his body rolled down the hillside. This shooting action distracted her energy, and the magnetic beams holding two of the machetes escaped, and the weapons instantly hit the snow. But soon, they floated up again and returned to circling around again. These machetes were picked up from dead werewolves, so she could practice her magnetism control.

Still not skilled enough.

There are only three knives, and if you don't pay attention, you will lose control again. Miss Watson thought of the scene in "Re:Creator" where the real "Princess in Military Uniform" Altair was surrounded by a large circle of Cossack cavalry swords and Bobosha submachine guns. She couldn't help but shake her head. When will she be able to do that? Apart from anything else, showing off such a move during a fight is so cool that even Thanos might be frightened!

【Come closer to me! 】

Getting closer and closer to the werewolf fortress, the number of enemies is also increasing. The black light werewolves in the surrounding circle were already fighting with their former compatriots. Some of them were getting farther and farther away, and Miss Watson had to call them back. The combat effectiveness of this group of black light servants is actually not bad, at least there is no pressure to deal with ordinary werewolves. The location is almost there now. This hillside has a good view. Once the artillery transport team arrives, it will take some time to set up a position.

Waiting and waiting, just when Miss Watson was so bored that she picked up a crossbow and started shooting passionately with the werewolf crossbowman, several people and vehicles finally arrived belatedly.

"Oh~Mother Goddess Miranda's hemorrhoids are making me anxious."

Urging the black light servant to run further and hide, Miss Watson threw the signal transmitter backpack on the ground, rushed over, grabbed a few reins, and ran back. As soon as the convoy arrived, she quickly untied the biochemical armor soldiers pulling the cart and hacked them all to death. Then there was a whistle, and the black light servants on the other side returned again.

call out--!

The crossbow arrows flew toward the shoulder, and Miss Watson ducked away with a slight sideways movement. She lifted up the MSG90 with her backhand and hit the heads of the new werewolf crossbowmen who appeared dozens of meters away. The opposite side of the hillside finally calmed down a bit. Before the reinforcements from the werewolf fortress arrived, she stretched out a dozen tentacles and quickly completed the assembly of mortars and trebuchets.

"Okay, let's find a way to kill GTND first..."

After adjusting the shooting angle, the two tentacles rolled up the mortar shell and brought it to the muzzle. When it was released gently, there was an immediate "boom" sound. In the telescope, there was a pale white track falling diagonally over the Werewolf Fortress, and then a large plume of gray-black smoke exploded. The weapons designed by Heisenberg were simple and mindless. Even the ruler could be read at a glance. Several battlements on the second floor of the fortress were blown to pieces, and the werewolves next to them also suffered.

【Fill! 】

After firing several rounds, and with the help of memory fragments, Miss Watson quickly assigned a black light servant to each adjusted cannon. Next, as long as the signal transmitter is thrown into the werewolf fortress, all the basic goals in the plan can be achieved. Mother Goddess Miranda has not made any move until now. Maybe she is really involved in the experiment.

After checking her backpack, Miss Watson stood up and ran towards the tracked chariot down the slope.

This thing sounds powerful, but it is actually modified from a high-horsepower motorcycle. The front wheel maintains its basic shape, but a collision angle is added; while the rear part has changed a lot. The single wheel is changed to two short tracks on the left and right, giving it a larger load-bearing space. Heisenberg installed a machine gun, a chainsaw and a recoilless cannon on it. Even the shells were homemade and piled in the basket on the butt of the vehicle.

12 rounds in total.

In the game, the protagonist Ethan drove this thing to defeat the completely transformed "Magneto". But now, Miss Watson is ready to drive it and attack from the front of the heavily guarded werewolf fortress. Compared with the nearly unlimited ammunition version in the game, this tank is obviously very limited in terms of durability and the number of ammunition. However, Miss Watson also has the help of tentacles and magnetic beams, which can completely guarantee the intensity of firepower in a short period of time.

boom--

The engine started to work, and the cold and hard iron bar seats vibrated wildly. Miss Watson twisted her butt uncomfortably and secretly cursed Heisenberg for not understanding women. She pushed the lever and stepped on the accelerator, and the tracked chariot slowly started to move forward.