Yokohama Survival Guide

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You try to completely lower your center of gravity to the lowest point. In long-distance shooting, except for the luck of the gods, the most important thing is the calculation of the trajectory and bullet trajectory.In fixed-point shooting, stability is of course more important than mobility-the body must be stable, and the mind must be stable.

"Florette is ready, 45 seconds, window position."

You count the beats of your heart, step ahead of Gogol, and give orders.In the dark green field of view of the night vision scope, the crosshair has locked on the golden section of the European-style octagonal window, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Florette didn't answer.

Of course she couldn't answer, and didn't need to. 15 seconds was enough for her to find an excuse to come to the window to breathe.

Under the magnification of the sniper scope, the sky blue curtain behind the glass shook twice quickly, revealing the chestnut hair behind it slightly!

"10.9.8.7..."

The countdown sound of Gogol is very clear in the night, you try your best not to care about the passing time, and try to wait for a certain best angle.But it seems to be deliberately against you, the guy who pulls the curtain moves slowly like a snail, you can't wait for Florette to help this guy!

But no matter how slow it is, it is still the movement of pulling the curtains.

Three seconds before the time reset to zero, the woman finally revealed most of her figure!

After seeing the face marked as Margaret on the information sheet, you pressed the trigger without hesitation—

"Florette, kill Hex, if she is in this room!"

"Yes, Mr. Durst."

Exploding blood sprayed the window, obviously, your sniping was very successful.

Florette answered readily. It seemed that Fitzgerald had been teleported to Financial Street, and everything was going as agreed.In a few seconds, the security personnel near the lawn rushed towards the main house like crazy!

'Very well, the next step is breakthrough support. '

Put it down, you breathe a sigh of relief.This small hill is 837 meters away from Fitzgerald's mansion in a straight line. Florette took away your only means of transportation, saying it was support, but in fact it was just waiting for the other party's response.

A Hex, an unknown supernatural power user, it sounds unfair at first glance.Thinking about it, Florette is alone, and the other party has two oil bottles from Francisco's family!

'But it's not safe...'

You squinted your eyes and got up, turned to Gogol and asked, "Hey, Gogol, what is the limit of your supernatural power range?"

"Eh? It's about 30 meters away." The long-haired man was taken aback and confessed honestly.

"Can it be teleported repeatedly? I mean, the two of us, together, quickly break through the distance to reach the battlefield?" You pointed to the communicator, and hurriedly said, "Florette didn't respond, I want to go there."

"...I'm sorry, it can't be activated repeatedly." Gogol hesitated for a moment, and he slowly gave another suggestion, "Why don't we run over? Compared with the restricted ability, or..."

【Zrazrazla——】

Before he could finish his sentence, he was frantically interrupted by the noise from the other side of the communicator.

"Hey, Gogol, I have an ominous premonition. Retreat first," said Fu Zhixin, and you turned your head to look at the Fitzgerald mansion.Before you know it, all the chaos there is hidden away.The bottom lights on the outside of the mansion were all brightly lit, and many people came out from the gate of the house.From too far away and without the help of a sniper scope, you can't determine their identity.But obviously, your mission is definitely on the verge of overturning!

'Why was order restored so quickly?It shouldn't be! '

You licked your lips, suppressed your anxiety, and tapped on the microphone to ask repeatedly.

But on the other end of the radio wave, there is always a state of messy interference, and you can't be sure of Florette's condition at all!

"Or, let's first..."

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

The second half of Gogol's speech is submerged into the continuous white noise, you only feel a trembling of your feet, and you almost fall to your knees.But the physical discomfort is far from making you panic. What is really beyond your control is actually the source of the explosion!

Your eyes are wide open, and your mouth is wide enough to fit a fist. You can’t believe that the thing actually exists in the security system of the mansion: M61 "Vulcan" 20mm Gatling cannon, 6000 rounds per minute ——This is a fucking standard accessory for fighter jets!Why can Fitzgerald get it and install it at home wantonly!

'It's too exciting... Fortunately, I didn't sneak into the battle! '

Your eyes are darkened, and you can't accept the hysterical courage of the other party sweeping around.If the sniping point you choose is not far enough away, the fire/power sweep/sweep will completely point to the end of the group!

This time, Gogol also looked a lot more honest.He stared at the distance that was constantly flickering with flames and roaring, and had to repeat the question loudly: "Mr. Daust, shall we withdraw?"

"—Withdraw, Florette can save Fitzgerald's daughter, we are the helpless group." With a dark face, you packed up the sniper equipment, and hastily carried the box on your shoulders, " Without transportation equipment, we can only take a detour. After entering the sewer later, they will search this area sooner or later."

"Ok."

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Without a breathing filtration system, going deep into the city's underground waterways is definitely an extremely bad thing.

Officially established in 1849, New York's sewers have been the site of all sorts of gruesome urban legends in the centuries that followed.After all, this place is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, tracing the dark network extending in all directions, except for the sound of ticking water, only cockroaches and mice are with you.The deeper you go, the easier it is to get lost in it. There are even rumors that someone will go to a mysterious world quietly.

Of course, you firmly believe that this is nothing but nonsense.But it is true that the locals have a lot of taboos about underground sewers-it is this that gives you the inspiration to escape through the sewers!

Carrying the equipment on your back, you hurried into the sewer well, and you and Gogol stepped into the dirty lair one after the other.In order to avoid Fitzgerald's men and horses, you moved very quickly. Before you entered the second fork, you didn't find any pursuers.

"It's such a wonderful place. I didn't expect that there would be such a continuous space under the city." The long-haired man took a step behind you, holding the communicator body, and followed with difficulty, "Mr. Daust, can you tell us apart?" Where am I going now? There are too many spin-off intersections, and I seem to be losing my way."

"Unfortunately, me too." You tried to adjust the locator, and as expected, the green dot disappeared.To be more precise, your relative position is out of the capture of the instrument, so it cannot be used as a fixed coordinate to present the relative position of Florette.This is not a big deal, after all, you are in the underground, a well-recognized signal blind spot!

Gogol was shocked: "Huh? Isn't that terrible, how can we make sure we didn't go the wrong way?"

"According to the rules of the maze, always turn right." You rolled your eyes and said succinctly, "We just need to stay as far away from Fitzgerald's house as possible, and find a random place to flip up, then we can contact other people for support. Florette is still in the other party's hands, cheer up, we need to find a chance to get her back!"

"...I thought you had given up on her." When he said this, Gogol's voice was much weaker, and his hesitation echoed in the silent channel, like a devil released from prison.

You stopped, turned your head unhappily and said, "Gogol, what are you thinking? Although Florette is strange, she is also a companion." Under the latter's blank stare, you violently smashed After touching the communicator body twice, he added casually, "She is here to help, of course I can't just leave it alone. But even if it is you, I will do my best to support you."

This is a valuable lesson you learned from Chuya Nakahara, no matter what time, try your best to keep your companions alive.It doesn't matter if you lose for a while, but in essence, you can't easily put your companions as sacrifices.

Gogol seemed quite moved.

At least the communicator in his arms shook again and again because of this, and almost fell to the ground by mistake because of his loss of mind.You strode forward and held the bottom firmly, and the long-haired man saw you approaching, so frightened, he let go of his hand and took two steps back.

Once retreating and advancing, all the equipment is on your body, which is heavy and makes people feel restless.

In the dark, the only source of light is a flashlight pinned above your head.

You stared at Gogol's face that was too pale under the spotlight, and sighed helplessly: "Be careful, this is a super important instrument. Even if the amalgam is the last thing to do, this thing is proof that Fitzgerald De seized the evidence of Florette."

"Maybe you think your supernatural ability is terrible, but trust me, it can always come in handy." In order to avoid stabbing this gloomy temporary partner, you try to choose mild words, "It's better than me. Isn’t a guy with no superpowers better? Look, if there is a reliable ability user now, we don’t have to linger in this damn place!”

"...Don't you think that this supernatural ability is very useless? Obviously, I haven't been able to help you from the very beginning." Gogol looked at his palm bitterly, as if he was sighing and thinking deeply, "It It's really not going to be of any help, Mr. Dawster."

"So what? It's you, Gogol, who has been by my side during the mission, and it's not your superpower." Hearing this, you laughed, and directly stuffed the communicator into the man's arms, "In hindsight , Even if you teleport me there, it’s just a sheep entering the tiger’s mouth, and we can escape safely in the end, and from a certain angle, I have to thank your supernatural ability for not being able to play a role.”

"Don't think too much, let's find an exit quickly, I feel a little difficult to breathe here!" You briskly dropped this sentence, turned around and planned to speed up your progress.

"actually--"

He couldn't say more, and you couldn't hear more.

When you turned around, Gogol opened his mouth, but at the same time he suddenly fell to the ground.

The communicator in his arms hit the ground hard, and the sound of bang bang echoed in the deep sewer, startling many unknown creatures to wander wildly.

The storm is coming, the darkness is coming!

The author has something to say:

I was a tuberculosis gentleman who suffered from my aunt's words. It was raining outside, ahhhhhh, life and death speed reached!

Yesterday’s puzzle friends did not guess correctly. If space is independent, what about time?Can time exist without space?

Today's question: What does Gogol want to do?Cue, he shakes...

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