Rarity: SSS [Interstellar]

"Quick! Where's the sniper? Is the sniper in place?"

"The sniper team is in place!"

The torrential rain in July pierced through the night and hit the big black umbrella with a splash. Under the black umbrella is the shiny head of the director of the A-33 star branch of the Interstellar Security Protection Agency. The lights of nearby tall buildings look like a bird Small wattage bulbs.

Ji Xifeng swept across Deng Ju's forehead with a sniper gun, and was caught straight, his long eyebrows raised his heart and said: Deng Ju might have to get his hair transplanted again when he goes back.

He raised his hand and took off the hearing aid on his ear that was used for appearance, shook off the rainwater on it, put it in his pocket, then took up the sniper rifle, and hid behind the window sill.

The sky and the earth are silent. Through the scope of the sniper rifle, one can see a woman in a red dress on a tall building who looks very thin against the backdrop of the night. She rests her hands on the railing beside the building, sitting there leisurely looking at the sky.There was a girlish innocence in her eyes, her legs dangling over the railing.There were two helicopters circling above her, and every time her thin calf slid off the railing, the people in the cabin poked their heads out and tried to dissuade her.

Ji Xifeng scanned the scope, and the person in the cabin was an acquaintance, a well-known interstellar negotiator-Karen.He once worked with Karen on a mission and knew that she was a very experienced female negotiator and a very good guide.Karen's spiritual domain is very wide, and her adaptability is very wide, so she can always sort out the target's spiritual domain in time when negotiating.

But Karen, who seems to be invincible, seems to have encountered a very stubborn mission goal this time.

Karen's spiritual body - a white pigeon is hovering near the helicopter, waiting for the next opportunity to get close to the woman in the red dress.Karen herself poked her head out of the cabin, her hair was messed up by the downpour and stuck to her face one by one. She tried to reach out her spiritual tentacles to touch the red dress, but was mercilessly When they fought back, even the white dove let out a wail.

The woman in the red skirt was followed by a gray-haired wolf, which was also very thin like her, the bones on the shoulder blades were almost protruding through the fur, and the hair was matted, making it look dirty and messy.The wolf's hind legs were slightly bent, and its fangs were bared. The yellow-green saliva dripped on the ground from the sharp fangs. Its front legs stretched forward, gripping the ground tightly. He stared at Karen closely, as if he was about to pounce.

"This time the battle is big, who is going to jump off the building?" A car with a military plate twisted and passed through the densely packed police cars, and stopped in front of Deng Chunxu with a buzzing sound, splashing the police station. All in the rain.The NPC in the car was still wearing a pair of big black sunglasses at night, with his arms resting on the side door of the car, he asked Deng Chunxu with great interest.

Deng Chunxu didn't have time to show the director of the Interstellar Security Bureau. He raised his hand and took out a stack of materials from the hand of the clerk beside him, and said, "Let's take a look, the governor's precious daughter."

The person in the car took the documents, took off his sunglasses, carefully looked at the stack of documents in his hand, and thought to himself: "This is really not a small person."

The bright red font on the information light screen is marked with "A" grade sentinel, which is an excellent sentry. The danger level of a normal A-level sentinel should be basically the same as the quality level, but the danger level of this information is marked in bold and highlighted. "SS".

Seeing the double S logo, the man in sunglasses was startled suddenly: "This is a first-class hero in the Battle of Iser? How could it be so dangerous?"

"Her guide died during the Battle of Isère." Deng Chunxu took the information handed back by the person in the car, flipped through the column of marital status, and pointed out the word "widowed" to him.

"Didn't you arrange for another guide to contact her?"

"Why no arrangement? But Yang Wen's genetic match with her husband is quite high, 92%. After the death of the guide, her spiritual realm gradually became chaotic. In the past year, she even tended to collapse, and her emotions were very agitated. No guide dared to approach her. Today She also injured two ordinary people that night."

"Didn't you arrange that one?" The man in the sunglasses leaned out of the car and whispered to Deng Chunxu's ear.

"The first guide, Ji Xifeng?" Deng Chunxu pulled his body away, first looked at him with an idiot look, then vigilantly scanned the windows of the surrounding high-rise buildings, then patted his shoulder, pointed After taking off his sunglasses, he revealed two huge panda eyes and said, "brother, did you get fooled by your siblings? Ji Xifeng's name as the number one guide came from that. When did he really work as a guide?" Son?"

The man in the sunglasses saw him looking around furtively, so he poked his head out to look around, and whispered, "He's here?"

"Come on, stay in the sniper position." Deng Chunxu replied.

"Director, Ms. Karen has requested to speak to you."

Deng Chunxu took the communicator, and Karen's rain-beaten face appeared on the communicator. She frowned tiredly, shook her head and said, "No, her mental realm is too chaotic, so I can't get involved." .”

Deng Chunxu frowned as well, raised and put down the document in his hand, and finally he roughly handed it to the clerk: "Is there no other way?"

"Can you find her guide? She is too repulsive to strange guides."

"This..." Deng Chunxu and the man in the sunglasses looked at each other, the man in the sunglasses spread his hands, Deng Chunxu turned around and sighed, "Her guide has been dead for nearly five years..."

"Then there is no way, unless it can simulate her guide spirit frequency, otherwise, even if she can be saved this time, there will be a next time."

"The expert who simulates the mental frequency is on the way, please try to persuade her."

"You are prepared for violence to intervene."

As Karen said this, the woman in the red dress hovering on the roof suddenly became emotional and kept walking up and down in a small open space outside the railing on the roof.Her mental body was also on the top of the building, and the thin gray wolf kept scratching the ground with its paws, making uneasy growls, apparently on the verge of collapse.

Karen turned her head to look at the woman in the red dress in horror, Yang Wen also looked at her, and suddenly smiled nervously.This laugh made Karen's hair stand on end, and she yelled at the woman who was about to jump, "Don't jump!"

Ms. Yang is worthy of being an A-level sentinel. She could still hear Karen's voice clearly in such a noisy environment. She raised a finger and gave Karen a soft "shh".

At this time, there were countless drone cameras pointing at her, but she accurately found a sniper rifle from the countless pairs of eyes looking at her.As if she was still in the army, her eyes sharpened sharply, she pointed in the direction of the sniper and made a gesture of a gun, then pulled the trigger, and made a "bang" sound by herself.

"Director Deng, have you seen this? This lady's spiritual realm is on the verge of collapse! I beg you to intervene violently!"

Deng Chunxu remained silent, not because he was unwilling to violently intervene, but because it was too difficult.That's the governor's precious daughter, and she's an A-level sentinel, a first-level hero who participated in the Battle of Iser, and it's not something that ordinary soldiers can forcibly break through.Once something unexpected happens, let alone saving people, I'm afraid they won't even be able to save themselves.After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke: "Okay, I'll let the sniper team..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Wen suddenly screamed and interrupted him. She shouted at Karen who was sitting on the helicopter, with a tremor in her voice: "Let the sniper leave!"

"Keep the sniper away! Or I'll jump!"

Naturally, Deng Chunxu also heard Yang Wen's threat from the communicator, and thought to himself: I'm really tired, and I'll take annual leave when I go back.Immediately after, he switched the communicator to the command channel, and his voice was heavy and indifferent due to the rain: "Attention the sniper team, all personnel retreat, all personnel retreat!"

Many sniper rifles protruding from the nearby high-rise buildings retracted their muzzles, as if retracting pairs of peeping eyes. The leader of the sniper team disassembled his own gun, carried the gun on his back and went downstairs, and waited upstairs. Check out the members of the sniper team.After the inventory was completed, Deng Chunxu said to the communicator: "The sniper team has withdrawn."

Karen was also trying her best to appease her: "The snipers have all been withdrawn. If you have any demands, we will try our best to satisfy you."

Yang Wen's mood did calm down a bit, she sat down again, the red skirt was wet by the rain and stuck to her body, but she didn't care, and even called her mental body to her side to comfort her for a while.The gray wolf was indeed much quieter when it was attached to her body, but its paws scratched restlessly on her hand, and the blood dripped down her fingers and seeped into the bright red skirt.

Yang Wen let go of his mental body, "Your name is Karen, right? I know you. After the Battle of Isère, you used to come with the military to receive prisoners of war. At that time, my husband had just died a month ago. ——Your snipers did not withdraw It doesn't matter if you go down, there are very few snipers who can hit the target on this rainy night, don't you think so, Karen?"

"Yes, Miss Yang."

"Please call me Mrs. Davis. My husband, like you, used to be a member of the Empire.——Do you want to come down and talk to me?" Like a real housewife, Karen was warmly invited to sit down beside her.

Karen looked at the nearly [-]-story building and swallowed, but she was still unwilling to give up this hard-won opportunity, and immediately ordered the helicopter to land directly on the roof.

The two helicopters that had been hovering in front of Yang Wen finally moved away, and Ji Xifeng was able to glimpse the whole picture of the woman in red who jumped off the building.She looks quite old, at least 40 years old. With the development of technology, many middle-aged people would go for surgery to maintain their youth, but she didn't.

She seemed to be completely disappointed in life, her eyes were flushed, madness was hidden under her clear mind, and she didn't know how long she hadn't fallen asleep.

Ji Xifeng rested the gun on his shoulder, frowned his long eyebrows, and habitually gnawed two nails.He didn't quite understand the mood of these sensitive sentries. After all, he was a guide and a deaf man who could never hear.

Karen finally got off the helicopter and approached Yang Wen cautiously. Yang Wen also stood up and turned around as if welcoming her.

"Mrs. Davis, can you go a little further in? I'm a little afraid of heights."

"Of course." Yang Wen smiled and drew his hand from behind.

On the other building, Ji Xifeng's eyes suddenly changed sharply. He stretched out his hand to draw the gun, and directly used his arm as a sniper gun stand, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet burst out, passing through the rain and lightning in the middle of the night, and hit Yang Wen's right hand.

Yang Wen's body was pushed forward by the huge impact, her right hand was directly pierced, and a pistol fell out of her hand and collided with the iron railing, making a loud bang.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Wen nimbly rolled into the inner side of the railing and picked up the gun, turned around and knelt down to set the gun, looking for where the damned bullet was fired.

Yang Wen suddenly realized his mistake. Rainstorms did have a great impact on the accuracy of snipers, but this did not mean that everyone would be affected by it.Of course, some people will not be affected by the weather, such as the famous guide surnamed Ji.

Ji Xifeng stood the gun beside him and tried his best to adjust his breathing.He pulled out the magazine and ejected the bullets, and a few bullets cascaded down his hand.He drew a tranquilizer round and pressed it into the magazine, then knelt on the ground and set up the gun.

A 12.7mm sniper rifle bullet with a high concentration of anesthesia bullets. If this shot hits, it can directly put Yang Wen into a coma for three days.

Thunder roared outside the window, the sirens of a dozen police cars downstairs were loudly blaring, and countless violent breachers were trying to break through the coded door on the top floor, but none of these had anything to do with Ji Xifeng.

The world in his ears was peaceful, and only Yang Wen in red was left in his eyes. This shot must be hit!

The moment the bullet was ejected from the chamber, time seemed to be stretched infinitely. The 12.7mm bullet, carrying a blue tranquilizer in the shell case, pierced through the heavy rain and pierced through the loud siren and sank into Yang Wen's body.

It hit Yang Wen's left shoulder.

The sedative took effect quickly, and Yang Wen, who was already injured in his right hand, dropped his hands weakly, and the gun in his hand was also thrown out.

Karen didn't have time to think about it, so she took two quick steps forward and kicked away the gun on the ground. The rescuers who had been guarding the top floor behind them finally broke through the solid password door and pushed Yang Wen to the ground.

The military doctor who had been standing downstairs for a long time finally received the rescue mission. Several doctors in white coats carried Yang Wen up on a stretcher.

Deng Chunxu wiped his rain-soaked forehead, and the few remaining hairs flew up with raindrops and stuck to his head again. He turned his head suddenly, his sharp eyes pierced the rain curtain: "Who fired the gun?" ?”