[Dragon Race][Kai Chu]Until the Day

Hang and Caesar pulled open the doors on both sides one after the other, and jumped into the off-road vehicle.

"Where's the gun?!"

"Locker!" Chu Zihang shifted into reverse gear, and the black off-road vehicle popped out of the parking space backwards; Caesar opened the locker in response, almost bumping his head into the windshield.

Chu Zihang shifted gears again, flicked his tail, and stepped on the accelerator to the end; huge inertia pushed Caesar back on the seat.The contents of the locker fell with a clatter.Engine roaring, Caesar bent down to pick up the Beretta, the usual 9mm, but no time to miss his .44 Desert Eagle now.

The off-road vehicle was turned onto the road under Chu Zihang's violent operation; the opponent's bullets hit the off-road vehicle, and a fragmented bullet hit the rear window of the car, blasting spiderweb-like cracks on the glass.

Caesar pulled down the car window and stretched out his upper body, pulled the trigger, and the bullets sprayed out continuously.

The off-road vehicle whizzed across the black road, the engine roared, and the pointer on the tachometer was approaching the extreme right.Caesar's combo suppressed the pursuit from behind, and the gunshots gradually became scattered.Finally, they drove out of each other's shooting range.

After several turns, Chu Zihang drove the car onto the empty interstate highway.Caesar withdrew back, closed the car window, and relaxed his senses.The sky was full of yellow sand, and the gravel hit the window glass, making a crackling sound; the glare of the sun shone into the car; the adrenaline receded, and the car was filled with the sound of panting after vigorous running.

In the next second, the hot gun barrel touched Chu Zihang's temple, emitting a choking smell of gunpowder smoke, "Then tell me now, who are you?"

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*Caesar's show operation is left over by Ian Lin in "Butterfly Storm 2".Here I borrow a trick from the old Jiangnan thief...

*Paris is also the dealer in "Butterfly Storm 2"; the girl I liked so much, it turned out to be...

##Chapter02 Identity

"So tell me now, who are you?"

The hot gun barrel touched the guide's temple, and the cabin was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder smoke.But to Caesar's surprise, the guide in front of him didn't panic at all, his eyes were calm and calm.Cars drive on disrepaired interstates.Outside the window is a continuous desert, dotted with scattered dry and low plants.

"Chu Zihang. D-level guide." The guide replied with a calm tone, "And if you shoot, I can guarantee that the probability of rolling over is more than 95%."

Caesar narrowed his eyes, as if evaluating the threat of the opponent.His left hand holding the gun remained still, and with his right he picked up a silver metal chain from the bottom of the car, which had fallen out of the locker when he backed up.At the end of the chain hangs a silver metal nameplate.Capitalized "GUIDE".

Guide nameplate.

Caesar flipped the nameplate, flipped it to the back, and scanned the name, level, and awakening time... "Did you awaken last year?"

"To be precise, it was sixteen months ago." Chu Zihang replied.

As a guide, Chu Zihang awakened very late.Typically, Sentinels and Guides awaken before the age of 15.And a guide who awakens after the age of 20... is simply unheard of.Before the battle, the newly awakened sentinel guides will participate in the established process of training, training them to use their respective abilities, and grading them.After the third all-out war broke out, all non-essential organizations were quickly paralyzed.

Doubts arose in Caesar's heart, but he didn't bother, and turned to the next more concerned question, "You have been with me for two days, what is your purpose?"

"I need your help."

"Reason? Because I'm a Sentinel?"

"Partly. You're part of my mission, but I can't reveal it just yet."

No matter how suspicious this reason sounds.Caesar thought about it, he had encountered similar things before, after all, for any guide, combining with A's sentinel is very tempting.

"So you actually—" he narrowed his eyes, "you came to sleep with me?"

The light in Chu Zihang's eyes finally jumped, "No."

The conversation was interrupted, and the atmosphere became a little cold.Caesar lowered his hand holding the gun and briefly scanned the interior of the car. It was a modified off-road vehicle.There are only two seats, and the rear is full of square plastic barrels and crates, about gasoline, water, food, and ammunition. After some violent driving, it has long been a mess; various instruments are loaded near the bridge, Geiger The value of the counter jumps from time to time.

Caesar retracted the bullet, skillfully, "There's nothing to admit, there are only a few people who want to sleep with me."

Chu Zihang replied coldly: "Then you can rest assured, I am not interested in this alone."

"Is there anything in me for helping you?"

"Currently," Chu Zihang paused, "No."

"Then I don't think we have anything to talk about." Caesar shrugged, "Please stop at the next rest point."

After speaking, Caesar turned on the car radio, as if ending the conversation.

Chu Zihang did not comment on Caesar's request.Based on past experience, Caesar interpreted such reactions as acquiescence.

After the rustling of electricity, a deep female voice sounded, and the popular jazz music of the last century began to flow in the car.Caesar took out Beletta's magazine, a magazine of fifteen rounds, with three rounds left.Caesar had contacted many guides, but few of them chose to use guns; let alone the beautiful throwing knife in the casino... He glanced sideways at Chu Zihang again.The other party remained silent, just concentrating on driving.

He was suddenly very interested.

"Aren't you trying to convince me?" Caesar said suddenly.

"I don't think it's necessary. You are currently penniless. Even if I stop now and have no food, water, weapons or means of transportation, it's hard to tell whether I will die of thirst first or be beaten to death by a passing gang."

Speaking of this, it feels a little coercive.And an A-level sentinel was coerced by a D-level guide...

"You underestimate me." Caesar sneered, but he knew in his heart that Chu Zihang was right.His car and weapons were left outside the casino, leaving by force is basically a dead end, plus he is penniless...

The jazz music on the radio gradually became lighter, and the crackling sound of electricity began to fill the car, probably driving out of the signal range.Caesar simply turned off the car radio.

"Cheating in a casino where one-third of the shares are owned by the family, is it very fulfilling?" Chu Zihang asked abruptly.

"You have investigated me very well." Caesar realized that this guide always knows how to hit the nail on the head.

"Caesar Gattuso, the only son of Gattuso's current owner, Pompeii Gattuso, sentinel, grade A, awakened at the age of 12, unbonded. You are the highest-level sentinel I have come into contact with so far, I must not Be less cautious; but I didn't expect that the situation would suddenly become so..." He thought about his words, "Dramatic."

After the words fell, Caesar's face became a little ugly, "If you are looking for me because of the surname Gattuso, then you are looking for the wrong person." He bent down, picked up the things that had been scattered on the ground one by one, and threw them away. Go back to the passenger storage box. "I haven't been in touch with my family for at least three years. They can't find me, and I won't take the initiative to find them. I wish those old guys thought I was dead. But they've gotten a little brainy recently and stopped my bank Accounts and credit cards, you probably know that too."

"Whether you have found the wrong person is not something you and I can say. But your idea of ​​revenge on the family...is very interesting." Chu Zihang commented indifferently.

"The casino probably found my car and gun by this time. It's a pity that I'm out of luck—" Caesar took out the folded banknote from his breast pocket, held Chu Zihang's guide nameplate, and held it between his fingers Passed it over in time, "The profit is completely yellow; the principal will be returned to you."

Chu Zihang took it with one hand, and put the metal nameplate back around his neck.

"Remember to send me the bill after the task is completed, and I will compensate you for the loss." Caesar looked back at the messy off-road vehicle.

"I need your help to complete the task."

"Of course I know." Caesar scratched his eyebrows, "I will help you complete the task."

It was too frustrating to admit that he was coerced in disguise, and Caesar felt that he needed some alcohol to comfort himself at this time.He threw the Beretta back into the storage box, turned sideways, and pulled out a brown glass bottle from an overturned crate at the back. Without looking at the label, he bit the bottle cap with his teeth and took a sip.

It tasted completely different from what he expected, and Caesar almost sprayed it on the windshield, "What is this?"

"Ginger ale." Chu Zihang replied.

"It's so sweet..."

***

Chu Zihang headed north all the way, and after two and a half hours, he parked the car in an abandoned village.There are only a few scattered houses, which have been in disrepair for a long time, creaking and shivering in the wind and sand all over the sky.

Chu Zihang turned off the ignition, then pointed to a dilapidated telephone booth not far away, "Go there."

GPS systems and radio communications have long been completely requisitioned or severely restricted by the military. For ordinary people, the way information is transmitted is almost regressed to the state it was a century ago.So the telephone booths on the street have become a convenient way to transmit information today.Chu Zihang opened the door, skillfully inserted a coin, and dialed out a series of numbers.

Caesar didn't squeeze in, but just stood outside; at such a distance, any sound insulation measures would be futile for the A-level sentry, so Chu Zihang didn't even close the door.After a few waiting sounds, a mechanical female voice came from the receiver: "Please enter the commissioner's number."

Chu Zihang stretched out his right hand and pressed a 6-digit number on the rusty keyboard.

"Specialist identity confirmation. Please enter the task number."

Another string of numbers.

After dozens of seconds of silence, the mechanical voice reappeared, "Mission progress confirmed. The key to the next phase of the plan