Something's wrong with the little monster I picked up

Mu Yufeng lay on his back on the bed, sweating profusely, as if he had just finished an intense sexual affair.

Once again she had managed to beat the withdrawal, and it felt like a new life.

"Yezi, how's it going outside?" Mu Yufeng asked.

She is also thinking about the fierce battle that may break out at any time.

Mu Yufeng moved his arms and legs a little, and Ye Zi let go of his embrace.There are single beds in the tents of the base, and the two no longer embrace each other tightly, and half of Ye Zi hangs by the bed.

"I'll go and have a look." Ye Zi said.

Ye Zi turned over and got out of bed, and walked out in a little embarrassment, her steps were more chaotic than before, and the unknown impulse in her heart made her eager to escape.

"By the way," Ye Zi stood still at the door, "Sister, remember to call me if you feel uncomfortable, I can hear you."

Mu Yufeng smiled.

The setting sun was shining outside the door, and Mu Yufeng was lying weakly in a dark corner of the room. The successive episodes of drug addiction quickly consumed her physical strength, and her originally smooth and round face became thinner.

"I'll return soon."

Ye Zi glanced back and hurriedly lowered her head and left as if she had been electrocuted.

Outside the tent, Wan Lai was silent.

The dry and cold air is blowing towards the face, biting like a knife, coming out of the warm tent, the accumulated heat will be blown away by the cold wind in a blink of an eye.

Meng Zhao was chilled all over, and she was watching the erratic changes of light and shadow in the sky, when Ye Zi walked up to her, Meng Zhao didn't even look back.

"The high probability is tonight. I have doubled the manpower for the evening call," Meng Zhao said.

200 years ago, human beings developed highly developed night-time imaging technology, which made night-time tactics interspersed into a term in history books. However, after a comprehensive eradication of technology, at the end of the melee era, human beings returned to the level of sneak attacks in the dark. The resurgence of the sentry system, the first shot that ignited the flames of war, often broke out in the middle of the night when most people were most sleepy.

"How is Mu Yufeng?" Meng Zhao changed the subject.

Ye Zi shook her head, "The second wave of reaction has just ended."

A Ling reminded them that the withdrawal reaction will break out in stages, and each time will be more intense. Each time is a huge test of the body and will, and Mu Yufeng is already the first one she has ever seen who can withdraw completely from it. people.

"Is the blocker ready yet?" Ye Zi glanced at the closed laboratory.

At this moment, gunshots rang out suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

Meng Zhao hurriedly turned her head, and a burning bullet was reflected in her beautiful pupils, whistling through the air, the sound of the wind made one's scalp numb.

"Stay away!" Meng Zhao yelled.

boom--

The bomb exploded beside her, and the air wave overturned Meng Zhao who was waving his arms to make everyone run away. The door of the laboratory was knocked open with a bang, and the door panel hit the wall firmly, and then the rebound would come , swinging in the air.

Meng Zhao lay on the ground and coughed continuously, her chest was numb from the shock, it was because she underestimated her opponent.

When the firepower can be crushed, all tactics are not worth mentioning.

She slowly got up, and there was a rumbling in her ears, as if someone put a mask on her head, and she couldn't hear anything clearly.

She just got too close to the bombing point.

"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!" Meng Zhao roared.

A Ling's laboratory is one of the few one-story houses in the base. Compared with the simple felt cloth tents, this kind of brick and stone structure house must be the priority target of the opponent, because it is too conspicuous.

"I can't go." A Ling was still standing in front of the experiment table.

The intensive bombing made her laboratory crumbling. A large pile of bottles and jars that Meng Zhao could not name were shaken on the table. The messy indicator lights on the sensors flickered crazily, and the sharp sirens were drowned in the roar of the explosion.

A Ling stared at the chromatographic column, and the product flowed down slowly drop by drop.

"Go first, it's dangerous here—"

Before Meng Zhao finished speaking, a bullet brushed against her face. She pushed Ah Ling down with her backhand, held the gun close to the door, and counted silently for three seconds, then turned around and pulled the trigger instantly.

The enemy fell on his back, the one who shot coldly just now.

They touch it!

This realization made Meng Zhao's heart sink. She had to pull out the battle line. These people in the base had no professional military training, and they had no chance of winning in a street fight.

Meng Zhao fired continuously all the way, directing the opponent's firepower away from the laboratory. The moment she passed the bunker, she changed the magazine with one hand in a second.

As far as she could see along the way, except for the wounded lying on the side of the road, Meng Zhao didn't see any strong resistance. She should have thought that this base was full of addicts who couldn't support the wall with mud!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A thin boy with a gray face rushed out from the corner holding a machine gun, his clothes were stained with blood, his facial features twisted and roared angrily.

This is... the one who always booed at the bonfire party at the beginning?

The bursts of machine guns quickly suppressed the firepower on the other side. Taking advantage of this gap, Meng Zhao forcibly dragged the stunned young man to the side of the pile of bunkers. The bullets followed closely, making a row of bullet craters where he was originally standing.

"Pay attention to concealment!" Meng Zhao sternly taught him a lesson.

With this firepower point, Meng Zhao was able to escape. The key to the battle now is to find out the firepower deployment on the other side and reorganize the personnel on her side who were disrupted by the sudden attack. She is the only one here who has been on the battlefield. Commander only she can do.

Meng Zhao walks through the hail of guns and bullets. She wants to be the brain of the battlefield, and first the eyes of the battlefield.

In the distance, in the tent, Mu Yufeng was panting all the way, holding on to tables, chairs, benches and other furniture, and walked slowly to the door.

She is deaf, not deaf, the movement outside like a catastrophe makes her anxious, and the leaves are not there.

Mu Yufeng was so anxious that she held the communicator in her hand and called Ye Zi over and over again, but there was always an electric sound on the other side.

Mu Yufeng paced around the room.

No, she can't sit still, she has to go out and have a look.

The moment she stepped out of the tent, the wind with the smell of gunpowder lifted Mu Yufeng's hair that was hanging down her shoulders, and she flinched involuntarily. To the terrified look on the opposite face.

She was walking against the crowd.

The cold wind made Mu Yufeng clear-headed. She felt that she had never been so clear-headed. She found that she had been here for a long time, and almost forgot what kind of person she was.

She doesn't like being led by the nose, and her style is to solve problems fundamentally.

She turned and walked up a path.

That is the location of the energy center of the base. Meng Zhao put the shelter mainframe loaded with the Daba system there. Daba consumes too much power to run, and needs to be connected to the power supply from time to time.

Mu Yufeng walked in, and the lights on the main unit flickered, as if waiting here early in the morning.

"Daba."

"I am here, master."

Mu Yufeng woke up the AI.

"When Ye Zi and Meng Zhao fought last time, you hacked into my communicator and woke me up." Mu Yufeng said.

"Yes Master."

"So with your current computing power, how many devices can you hack at the same time?" Mu Yufeng asked.

"The more the better." Daba replied with his usual mechanical voice, but his tone subtly raised a degree.

"Then help me connect."

After Mu Yufeng's voice fell, the communicators in the hands of everyone in the base lit up at the same time, and after a piercing sound, Mu Yufeng's voice came out.

"Everyone, please calm down, I am contacting you through an ancient and advanced technology."

"I'm Mu Yufeng."

Meng Zhao stood still suddenly, and took out the communicator from his waist in disbelief.

Ye Zi rushed into Mu Yufeng's tent, and the lonely communicator on the table was playing her familiar voice competently.

"Our enemies have weapons that are several times greater than ours, but we don't have to despair. The fact that I can find you like this means that we still have the last card in our hands."

"After all," Mu Yufeng chuckled softly, her breath was transcoded and then sounded from each terminal at the same time, with a demagogic taste, she said: "Technology is the light of mankind."

Since Mu Yufeng woke up, she has heard this sentence several times from different people. As a former practitioner of the frontier of science and technology, she can easily construct the so-called myth of science and technology, so she has always dismissed it.Now, she finally understands that for these ordinary people, they don't need to understand the truth of how the world works, and they don't need to exhaust the ultimate truth. faith on.

Science itself is a superstition.

In the energy center, the generator was roaring and overloaded. Daba squeezed the performance of this old mainframe into the mechanism. It captured the weak signal overflowing kilometers away, and the data jumped through the terminals one by one like ghosts and ghosts. In the command car that came, the simple on-board system was more fragile than the sand castles piled by children in the eyes of products of high-dimensional civilization.

There are loopholes everywhere.

In the command vehicle, the display screen on the dashboard froze for a moment, and the commander holding the binoculars didn't notice at all. Since the end of the war, the parts on this vehicle have never been updated.

He was wearing a straight combat uniform, with a pure gold collar pinned to his empty collar. There were thousands of soldiers standing behind him. He was ordered to take them to the battlefield and watched them fall one by one in front of him.

War has no meaning at all. He knocked on the door of the shelter with wounded soldiers, but was ruthlessly turned away.

No one sees them as protectors, they deserve it.

After realizing this point, he suddenly relaxed. He tore off the collar badge that symbolized the past and threw it into the fire. He led his remaining brothers to ransack a village and set up camp there.

No one deserves him to sacrifice his life. We are all God's outcasts. Who is nobler than whom?

"Every department pay attention to evacuation, the enemy headquarters has confirmed, the particle cannon is ready," he picked up the communicator on the command vehicle, "do you see that ugly bungalow, send them to see God."

On the map page of the vehicle system, several targets were marked with red crosses. Under the automatic guidance of the system, the portable particle cannon they specially moved from the headquarters slowly turned the muzzle and accurately locked several targets on the map.

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, the muzzle continued to spin, spin...

The red cross disappears from the map.

The muzzle turned completely and aimed at the command vehicle behind.

The ammunition is loaded.