[Tutorial] When the strategy is in progress

【No, no. 】The sights are constantly flashing across the screen, the gunshots ringing in the ears are deafening, the young man is in such a dangerous situation, how can she push the other party into the arms of death just because of herself.

Giotto, who was concentrating on dodging the gunshots and using the tree as a cover to break out to the front left, seemed to have completely ignored Ya Hetong's conversation.

【Where did you think, Xiao Mi? ] Mi has been brought up by Tong since she was a child, and she can almost guess what Mi will think at this time [Giotto boy will not die here, he is a very important person for the future, I will let you die Just take your soul out at that time, it won't let Giotto boy die too. 】

Although I don't know why Giotto can't hear Tong's voice, but at this time, he doesn't care about these [Will it really have any impact?He is under siege now, if there is any impact, what should he do after I leave. 】

【…】Tong threw out a series of ellipsis, and then stammered and said 【Let's talk about it after the boy Giotto gets out of trouble. 】

Although Tongtong is sometimes very unreliable, it wasn't the first day I knew it, but Mi couldn't help feeling helpless. If she didn't take this into consideration, would she have killed Giotto?

[There is one aiming at you at five o'clock, Giotto! ] Mi said in a hurry, looked and looked at the position of the enemy's red dot marked by God's perspective, but the opponent did not shoot in one place, no matter how fast she told Giotto, it was faster than those in the hands of those people. gun?

【That's not your skill, Xiao Mi. ] Regarding Mi's frequent use of his binding skills, although Tong always likes to talk about it, he still didn't take any practical actions to stop it [And it's too slow to say this, I will teach you how to share God's vision. 】

Mi's skills are all given by the authority, and Mi naturally doesn't know the operability and usage skills. Under the guidance of the authority, he shared the vision of God to Giotto's brain, and Mi was relieved [note this picture Giotto, above The positions marked with red dots are hidden enemies, and those lines are the bullet routes. You can adjust the viewing angle by yourself to facilitate the attack. 】

Because I brought some extra bullets because I was going to rescue G, but in such a gun battle, once the bullets are exhausted, I will be at a disadvantage, and the God's perspective shared by Mi is undoubtedly the best tool at this time, at least the bullets are not enough. will fall through again.

Giotto didn't say much to her because the current situation didn't allow him to say anything, so he quickly accepted and used God's perspective to break through from the northeast.

As if aware of Giotto's purpose, the red dots scattered around began to quickly gather towards the breakthrough that Giotto had just made. With a deafening explosion, Giotto, who was about to switch to another route, saw behind him. Huge smoke rising from the direction.

The weakly defended place he retreated from God's perspective was a suspension bridge, but judging from the current situation, the suspension bridge may have been blown up, and the person behind the rebel army wanted to cut off all his backs. On the way, Giotto just wanted to break through in other directions, but the gunfire became more violent than before. The uninterrupted sound and the dense lines in his mind left him with no room to counterattack.

Giotto had no choice but to retreat towards the suspension bridge due to the situation, but the hail of bullets pursued him closely. It seemed that he was going to push him into a desperate situation and refused to give up.

[Isn't Giotto Pengoli's first Boss?Why does he have no flame? ] Seeing that Giotto was already somewhat reluctant, Mi hurriedly asked Tong, if Giotto can use the flame at this time, then leaving safely will definitely not be a problem.

[There is no dead air bomb, no small talk bomb, no ring, nothing that can guide the flame. 】Tong replied【There is still some time before the Pengoly ring is handed over to Giotto. 】

[But... if it's just missing something that can guide the flames, then I can use props to bless it! 】

[No, Xiao Mi. ] After Mi finished speaking, Tong seriously retorted [Although the laws and order here are not very strict, once something obviously violates the laws, I don’t have enough energy to maintain the broken laws. What will be the consequences? Xiao Mi, you should be clear that before the appearance of Pengoli's ring, the ring that guides the flame can no longer appear. 】

[Let me do it, Giotto. 】The young man has been approached by the suspension bridge. Once he is out of the cover of the forest, he has really put himself in an irreparable situation. The right arm holding the gun accidentally hit a stray bullet while avoiding it, and the bullet embedded in the flesh and resisted. Giotto tried his best to avoid the bone, clutching the arm holding the gun, and when he realized that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, he suddenly heard Mi's words.

Although Mi's proposal was clearly rejected by the government, she thought of another thing.

Giotto was a little hesitant, even if this situation was not good for him, he didn't want to put Mi in danger without being sure 【What does Mi want to do? 】

[I can do more than you, Giotto. 】Although she can't bless props, Mi can use bless other protective powers, but she doesn't want to do that now, she already has other plans in mind.

Taking control of his body, Mi immediately frowned when he felt the pain in his arm, his face broke out in cold sweat [Mi? ] Giotto worried in the sea of ​​consciousness.

【fine. 】Mi bit her lower lip, adjusted the angle of view in her mind, and after calming down for a while to confirm, taking advantage of the slightly weak gap in the attack when the enemy changed bullets, Mi pulled her legs and ran towards the cliff where the bridge had been blown off.

As soon as he ran out of the forest, a bullet hit his shoulder from behind. , Mi tried her best to dodge the bullet, and ran straight towards the cliff.

【Mi, what exactly do you want to do? 】Giotto's voice sounded uneasy and worried, with a kind of regret at being so powerless.

Mi didn’t answer, or to be precise, he didn’t have time to answer. Mi had spent all his energy trying to dodge those bullets after seeing the line from God’s perspective. Another bullet hit his leg, and Mi, who was already close to the cliff, staggered from the Fell off a cliff.

The sound of the wind whizzed violently in his ears, and his body lost gravity and fell downwards. The pain in his body made Mi close his eyes [Giotto. ] She finally had time to reply to Giotto's words 【You will live. 】Because the loss of blood made my mind a little blank, and the bullet on the shoulder seemed to have broken a more important blood vessel. For a while, Mi didn’t care whether Giotto answered, so he could only finish what he wanted to say according to his will [these Days really thank you for your tolerance and understanding of my existence, but I...I am now...] going home.

Before Mi finished speaking, there was a force pulling her outward, Mi felt that all five senses were cut off, and she also fell into a deep sleep.

Tong had already promised her that he would send Giotto back, and guaranteed that Giotto would survive, so Mi fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind. She was willing to believe that Tong would not lie to her.

In the long dark sleep, the first thing to recover is the sense of touch. The cool and hard object under the body is like a stone. Lying on such a hard object makes Mi frown very uncomfortable. The next thing to recover is Vision, the eyelids were covered with white, until Mi opened his eyes in a daze to adapt to the light, and then saw the uneven and rocky top of the cave in his eyes.

Her throat was dry, as if she hadn't touched water for a long time, and her body was so stiff that she couldn't complete the movements smoothly. It took Mi a long time to sit up while supporting the stone, and move her stiff body.

[Is Xiao Mi okay? ] Tong asked her aloud.

【fine. 】I found myself wearing a long white chiffon dress, although I don’t remember what clothes I was wearing when I came here, but after entering the battle, I would never be as clean and tidy as this one [The clothes have changed. 】

[It was the caring Mr. Tong who changed it for you. The one Xiao Mi was wearing was too worn out. 】 Tong said.

【Um. 】It was not until the sensitivity of the body slowly caught up that Mi bent over from the narrow hole and walked out 【When shall we go home? 】

【Well, I just helped Xiao Mi repair your body, and you need to replenish your energy before wearing it back to Tong Jun. 】

The heat of the sun stays on the skin, and the hair is caught by the branches and leaves while walking, and Mi Cai realizes that his hair has grown a lot. It's really strange. Although the hair is growing, the body is still the same as before.

Mi tidied up her long, straight hair, and looked around in the unfamiliar forest [How do I get to Francao, Tong? 】

【Why did Mi go there? We can go home after staying here for a while. It's a mess over there now. 】

Mi shook her head, her eyes were as calm as water [I'm going to check, how is Giotto doing now. 】Thinking of the previous situation, Mi frowned slightly 【He was seriously injured. 】

[Xiao Mi, don’t worry, although you just fell asleep, it took three months for the soul to rebind back to your body and wait for you to wake up. Giotto boy is already alive and kicking! 】

[Three months...] Mi murmured, a little unbelievable, she just fell asleep, and such a long time has passed, after thinking for a while, she still shook her head [I still want to see Look, Tong, Giotto has taken care of me for a long time, and now I really don't feel relieved if I don't go to see it. 】

【Xiao Mi is too stubborn!How about a gentle and obedient personality? 】Think about it brokenly, but you can hear that the words are all for her benefit 【If you want to see it, go and see it, but you can't stay too long! 】

【Um. ] Mi softly responded, a smile suddenly appeared on the pale face, which looked fragile like a porcelain doll, finally filled with a little bit of life, the sun shone on the white woman standing in the forest. On the girl in the skirt, the girl smiled like a flower for a while, and the memories were bright and dim.