The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

He Songming took a bath and lay down next to Ruan Mobei lightly. This time, Ruan Mobei didn't tease him again.

Tomorrow, He Songming will carry out a latent plan. Even if the strength and endurance of the werewolves are far superior to ordinary orcs, they will not feel tired even after a toss, but in the current situation of a big war, it is better to restrain your mind and recharge your batteries.

On the second day after entering Laura City, He Songming still went to investigate early in the morning, while Ruan Mobei stayed in the room to adjust his physical condition and make full preparations for the attack on the night of the full moon tomorrow.

The biggest variable is still his physical condition. After he vomited a lot of blood the night before, perhaps the accumulation in his lungs was cleared, and he felt much better in his chest cavity. There is no way to relieve the headache, so he can only rely on drugs to suppress it.

Since he needs to assist He Songming in his actions, the drugs he uses must not affect his ability to respond. Now his weak body can no longer support him in hand-to-hand combat. The cover he wants to provide for He Songming comes from his superb marksmanship.

Ruan Mobei took out the parts from the box, assembled his most precious sniper rifle, and put it on the window sill. The scene thousands of meters away was extremely clear in the eyepiece. Any orc in the city could become a The target of the bullet.

The orcs probably would not have imagined that behind the werewolf who broke into their camp alone to capture Longinus, there was a sniper covering him.

Same as yesterday, He Songming returned to the hotel around ten o'clock in the evening. His face was covered in mud for camouflage. His handsome face was painted so that he couldn't see his original appearance, and his hair was messed up.

The werewolf's tail and ears were dyed brown, with black stripes. When walking, the figure shrunk deliberately. On the surface, it looked like the coyote that had died in his mouth.

As soon as He Songming entered the door, he went straight to the bathroom to wash off all traces of camouflage on his body. Ruan Mobei slowly got up and leaned against the door, watching him wash off the stains on his body. The earthy yellow muddy water gathered under his feet and flowed down. Shuikou.

"The one in the hall is Longinus. I have already figured out all their guarding arrangements. Tomorrow is the night of the full moon. There will be a shift shift at 02:30 in the morning, and we can sneak in at that time."

He Song succinctly reported the information he found. Ruan Mobei called up the satellite image of Laura City from the smart bracelet. He recorded the situation on the planet in detail, and looked down on everything coldly.

If the human coalition forces want to, they can carry out precise satellite strikes at any time, but they don't want to completely destroy the city.

"Is it here?" Ruan Mobei zoomed in with three fingers, pointing at the building on the virtual screen and asked.

"Yes, there are three layers of orc protection and strict patrols." He Songming stretched out his wet fingers. He wanted to point to the virtual screen, but Ruan Mobei opened his mouth naturally and sucked his fingertips into his mouth. middle.

He Songming was stunned. The soft tip of the human tongue licked his fingertips. The thin calluses blocked part of the sensation, but the itchiness still spread to the brain along the nerves. It was warm and humid, sucking softly, just like... that place Same.

"Now we need to find three suitable sniper points. I will provide you with field of view observation from the commanding heights, and firepower suppression after a battle breaks out."

Ruan Mo Beihu bit He Songming's finger and spoke vaguely. He raised his eyes and clearly saw his name tattooed on He Songming's body, which was quickly displayed in front of his eyes.

Ruan Mobei: ……………

Grinding the teeth of the werewolf fingers, Ruan Mobei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pretended he didn't see anything, and continued to tell He Songming his thoughts: "Although I'm not in a very good condition now, I can still do it lying on the sniper point and holding a gun." Yes, you just need to hand over your back to me boldly."

He Songming responded, he turned off the shower, casually pulled a towel aside and wrapped it around, resting his chin on Ruan Mobei's shoulder.

The hand has touched the waist of the human being dishonestly, and the scorching temperature with water vapor is clearly felt by the skin through the thin fabric.

"According to the satellite image, these are the five most suitable gathering points." Ruan Mobei marked the locations with a red circle, "But I haven't visited them on the spot. Do you think those locations would be better?"

"Here, here, and here." He Songming pointed on the virtual screen, "Although this side is empty, it lacks a bunker. Once discovered, it may be attacked. And this is where the patrol team stands guard. I don't think it's feasible to ambush under the nose."

Ruan Mobei ruled out those two spots and nodded: "There are three spots, which happen to be not too far away, so we can change the sniper spots in time."

He called up tomorrow's weather forecast and checked the detailed data: "Clear, with a wind force of level two, a gust of 11km/h, northeast direction, visibility of 7Km, well, very suitable for an ambush."

When doing all this, Ruan Mobei was familiar with it as if he was controlling his own hands. He had never received relevant training, and he didn't have any memory in his mind, but he did it professionally, as if it had become an instinct.

He was thinking about how to ambush at the sniper point in advance without attracting attention, when he suddenly felt his whole body being hugged horizontally.

Ruan Mobei subconsciously hugged He Songming's neck, and he carried him to the bed from the bathroom door.

The werewolf suppressed his whole body, his tail hung behind his back, protruding from the towel, and swept across his thigh.

The other smells on He Songming's body have been completely washed away. He lowered his head and stared at the fragile human beings below him. Ruan Mobei's hair was a little long, covering the tips of his ears, and the jet black was scattered on the pillow towel, making his face even paler. It used to be full of blood. The color of my lips has also become much lighter.

From every intimate intertwined breath, the werewolf seemed to be able to smell a faint smell of blood.

The flower that has rotted from the root still maintains a bright appearance, and no one knows that it is crumbling.

He suddenly had a sore nose and let out a sob from his throat.

He Songming's sudden emotional change startled Ruan Mobei, and he quickly realized it, and said with a smile: "Why are you sad, maybe I will recover tomorrow."

"...Mmm." He Songming sniffed hard, and buried his face into Ruan Mobei's chest. Inside the human chest, the bleeding and eroded lungs were trying their best to complete every contraction.

"Rest early and get enough energy."

Ruan Mobei bowed his head and kissed the top of He Songming's hair. Ruan Mobei bent his legs, not forgetting what he saw in the bathroom a few minutes ago, his name.

The furry ears trembled, capturing the whispering words of human beings: "Well, for the smooth progress of tomorrow night's plan, let's be lighter today..."

The next day, Ruan Mobei was almost asleep. Tonight's plan might last until the early hours of the morning, so he had to recharge his energy. Absolute concentration is very important for a sniper.

According to the list made by Ruan Mobei, He Songming went to the pharmacy to purchase a lot of medicines, the most important ones were still various analgesics. He was quite worried about Ruan Mobei's physical condition. The owner's lungs were gradually deteriorating, and the The situation reflected severe headache, nausea and dizziness, just like a ticking time bomb.

He went to the hyena camp again to check the three sniper spots selected by Ruan Mobei. With his help, they would be easier to locate.

After doing this, He Songming did not go back to the camp directly. Ruan Mobei sent a message saying that he was asked to go to the human coalition base outside the city to pick up some things.

When He Songming came back, it was already afternoon.

Ruan Mobei just woke up and was eating. He put down his chopsticks and stood up: "Did you bring the food?"

"En." He Songming handed him the package, and Ruan Mobei took out the blanket and shook it vigorously. His body was quickly covered and turned into the same color as the scene behind him.

"The camouflage blanket can hide the covered things according to the optical principle, and at the same time can eliminate the useful signal received by the radar. It is probably a combination of a chameleon and an invisible aircraft." Ruan Mobei simply explained to He Songming, "There are many people in the camp. The winged orcs may be spotted even at high points, this can not only hide from their sight, but also fool the radar of the bat orcs."

Last night, he got in touch with the Human Alliance, reported the situation in Laura City in detail, and requested reinforcements on the equipment.Although he has resigned, he is the former lord of Gunathan after all. After weighing the matter, the Federation agreed to his request.

Anyway, it's just some equipment, if Ruan Mobei can get it, it will save them a lot of trouble.

Up to now, Ruan Mobei didn't want to delve into the many logical errors in this world. Ever since the pigman appeared, he had a vague feeling that perhaps the small worlds he experienced were not real.

The curtains were closed, the lights were adjusted to night mode, and the two embraced each other to sleep, and finally had a good sleep.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, they set off from the hotel and quietly went to the center of the hyena camp.

He Songming was already familiar with the way. Thanks to the orcs' hatred of human technology, they quickly bypassed all kinds of eyeliners and entered the interior of the camp.

Compared with the hustle and bustle during the day, it is much quieter at night. Without the many orcs who came to worship, only strict guards are left.

With He Songming's assistance, Ruan Mobei climbed up to one of the sniper spots. He chose a good location. Moving from above the building, he could go directly to the other two sniper spots, which was convenient for the transfer of positions.

"You go." Ruan Mobei assembled the gun skillfully, put the gun on the bracket, looked at the value on the scope, raised his hand and flicked the tiny headset next to his ear, and said in a low voice, "Contact me at any time .”

He Songming nodded, he couldn't help but leaned down, and the two exchanged a quiet kiss in the empty high place of the building. Finally, the werewolf tidied up the camouflage blanket on Ruan Mobei's body, and climbed down to the sniper spot alone.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, and prepared to ambush with a gun in the enemy's base camp. It was something he had never experienced before, but he was so nostalgic and familiar with it.

The bronzing medal was still placed in the pocket of his clothes close to his chest.

The analgesic relieved all the ailments on his body. Breathing the fresh air from high above, it seemed that the entire diseased lung had been purified. Ruan Mobei lay on his stomach and observed the situation of the hyena camp through the binoculars.

He failed to find He Songming, and the werewolf disappeared into the night like a ghost.

A full moon hangs in the night sky, shining bright moonlight. It is the moon Ruan Mobei is all too familiar with.It is the full moon that witnessed Wendigo hunting young people on the snowy field, the full moon that I saw at first sight after waking up from mushroom poisoning, the night light in AI He Songming's arms, and the full moon reflected in the eyes of AI He Songming who gradually slackened due to frost , is the bedside lamp, the cold full moon on the top of the cavity below.

It's the golden and round pupils on the screen, it's the ruthless system in the pure white space, it's...

what is it then?

The scene of the werewolf growing more gray hairs under the moonlight appeared in front of his eyes, and the blood was burning, rushing through the [-] million blood vessels in his body, absorbing the power from the planet.

Ruan Mobei couldn't help breathing lightly.

——He Songming’s source of strength.

The moment the idea came up, his whole body seemed to be hit, tenderness, softness, joy... These emotions flowed into a trickle, flowing through his heart that was gradually beating faster.

It seems that something is about to be remembered.

Ruan Mobei still remembered the sudden severe pain when he felt this way last time, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and was forced to stop his thoughts.

Stop and stop thinking about it!

He is now in the base camp of hyenas. He Songming is sneaking into it because of the camouflage blanket on his body. If something bad happens to him, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life!

Thoughts were forcibly cut off, leaving only a touch of sadness and unwillingness, Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, forced himself to focus, forcibly moved his eyes away from the full moon, and looked at the orcs standing guard in the camp.

Time is passing by every minute and every second.

Hours or even days of ambush, just for the firing of a bullet, Ruan Mobei has long been used to such lonely waiting, the movement of the scene in the telescope, the changing decimal places on the scope, the location of the target's head Precise coordinates are the best companion in loneliness.

At 28:[-] in the morning, it was time for the operation to begin.

He grabbed the soft straw protruding from the collar, took two sips of water slowly, and stared closely at the area where the shift was about to be changed.

The figure of the werewolf finally reappeared in his sight.

He Songming in the full moon is as dexterous as a dark night ghost, moving from countless blind spots woven by sight, the smell blocker sprayed in advance deceives the noses that all orcs are proud of, taking advantage of the few seconds when they are on guard and changing shifts , He escaped the last line of defense and successfully entered the hall where Longinus was placed through the window.

Ruan Mobei took a deep breath, put his finger on the trigger, aimed his right eye at the eyepiece, and aimed the crosshair at the head of the orc standing guard outside the hall.

If He Songming brought Longinus out, it would be the first to spot him.

There was no sound coming from the headset, Ruan Mobei waited quietly, only hearing his steady heartbeat.

At a distance of 3261 meters, the wind speed is changing, and the muzzle of the gun is slightly shifted to the right.

The roar of the orc came from the earphones, and the moment the glass of the hall was smashed from the inside out, he pulled the trigger.

The muzzle of the gun moved immediately, and only a flash of blood could be seen in the eyepiece.The werewolf grabbed the two-meter-long gun and rushed into the horrified sight of the guards. Some orcs opened their mouths wide to call for more companions, and their heads exploded just before they could make a sound!

The winged orcs on the sentry tower in the distance spread their wings and were about to dive down. They were hit by a shot in the wings, and their bodies spun and fell under the action of a huge impact.

With a sweep of his gun, He Songming immediately knocked down a large group of orcs rushing towards him. The moonlight shone coldly on him, illuminating the thick gray hair on his face, and he almost turned into a real wolf. The orcs who approach will be torn apart by sharp claws and spears!

Sweep, pick up, and stab forward.He Songming broke through the encirclement step by step in this way, and blood sprayed continuously from the dead corner behind him that he couldn't care about, and bullets rushed out of the gun chamber, each of which would take the life of an orc.

Never miss a single shot.

Finally, the winged orcs noticed the attack from a high place and approached this way. Ruan Mobei shot its life away first, wrapped up the camouflage blanket tightly, and quickly moved to another sniper point with the gun.

He even stopped during the movement, dragged the heavy gun body with his arm, and shot a hyena that was about to bite He Songming's arm.

Blood gradually covered the gun body, and the moment the dark red was completely covered, no orc dared to approach him within a radius of 120 meters.

The werewolf was drenched in blood. Holding the gun in his hand, he walked towards the gate of the camp step by step panting. No one stopped him. The deterrence of the holy gun made them unable to give birth to the slightest desire to resist.

Even if you resist, your body will be pierced, or your life will be taken away by a bullet flying from nowhere.

The moment he walked out of the gate of the camp, the werewolf raised his hand and scratched heavily on the tiny earphone.

After receiving the signal, Ruan Mobei immediately retracted his gun and prepared to evacuate.

But at this last moment, he saw a tall figure standing on the opposite building through the eyepiece.

The pig man was still wearing the black suit, his body was over two meters tall and three hundred kilograms, his mane was fluttering in the wind, and he was also holding a black sniper rifle in his hand, aiming at Ruan Mo. north.

The body reacts before realizing what is about to happen.

The moment he rolled over, the reinforced bullet originally aimed at his chest hit his arm.

The huge impact caused Ruan Mobei's entire left arm to explode, and he fell off the building with a man and a gun, blood spattered, numbness replaced the existence of the left arm, and the sedative injected in advance prevented him from fainting due to the severe pain past.

"gentlemen--!"

He Songming seemed to be calling him, and the voice sounded from the earphones. Ruan Mobei tried his best to adjust his figure in the air. It took less than two seconds for him to fall, what could he do to save his life?

Pressing the button on the waist with his right hand, the claws shot out, and barely hit the crossbar, blocking the momentum of the fall.The body was grabbed from the waist, and a large amount of blood was sprayed from the broken arm.

In the next second, he fell into the furry embrace of the werewolf.

The sharp ringing in his ears made him unable to hear what He Songming said clearly, and his eyes went black for bursts. Even though the medicine blocked him, he could still feel... the pain that came later.

The liquid flowing out of his body is so warm and is constantly taking away his body temperature. It took Ruan Mobei a long time to barely recover. He has been led away from the hyena camp by the running He Songming. The target direction is the center of the city. Hospital.

"Stop...stop."

He struggled to utter a word, the familiar feeling of death enveloped his body, Ruan Mobei knew that he was about to leave this world.

While running wildly, He Songming heard a faint voice in his arms.

He quickly dodged into the side alley, temporarily found a secluded place that no one could find, and stopped.

The Holy Lance was still in his hand, soaked in blood, showing a dazzling scarlet, but it failed to save Ruan Mobei's life - the Holy Lance took He Songming, who had brazenly taken it away, as its new owner.

Ruan Mobei's consciousness has become unconscious, he seized the time, exhausted his last strength, and said with difficulty: "Is it... is it over..."

"It's almost over."

The werewolf threw the holy gun aside and never looked at it again, as if throwing away some insignificant garbage. He embraced the withering human beings and whispered: "You and I will end everything. From now on, There will be no more pain and struggle, and we will create our own country with a new attitude."

Ruan Mobei suddenly wanted to laugh, really, where did these strange words come from.

In the blur, there seemed to be an indigo light spot floating in front of his eyes, Ruan Mobei stretched out his intact right hand, trying to grab——

The light spot fell obediently into his palm, carrying many vague memories.

"When...when..."

He Songming bent down, and in the cold moonlight, left Ruan Mobei's last words in his dying consciousness:

"Wait until you remember my real name."

————The 280th four executions · Longinus 【End】———