[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

Originally lying peacefully on the bed, in the blink of an eye, the foreground kept shaking, the sound of violent breathing was next to his ears, and the soft and messy long hair swept across his cheeks and neck, partly because of cold sweat sticking to his skin.

He was wearing a thin t-shirt, and the sub-zero air in the middle of the night penetrated into the wide hem of the clothes, which could not restrain the trembling of the owner at all.

Maybe it was fear, maybe it was exhaustion.

The palms of the two sweaty hands were already numb, and the footsteps moved forward mechanically. They could no longer care about what was on the dark ground, and could only stagger forward without stopping.

Running for a long time makes the lungs feel like fire, and the breath of rust seems to be gone.

Wesley didn't understand what it was doing at first, but soon, the system spread out the map in his field of vision, and there were two red dots chasing after him at a distance of 200 meters from the current mission object.

The red dot means that the third party involved in this task usually has great malice towards the task characters.

This is a dense forest in summer. In autumn, the ground is covered with layers of fallen leaves. Under the fallen leaves is rich humus, stepping on it is like falling into a swamp.

Although Wesley felt that this body was very light and not tall, his footsteps landed on the ground, making a crisp sound of clicking, running away in a hurry like a small animal that kept exposing itself.

"clatter!"

Like a nail shooting machine firing from a distance, the sound has become softer when carried by the wind.

Bang!

On a tree just a meter away, the bark exploded and the debris slammed into his face.

A brief scream came out, and Wesley felt great fear suddenly rise in the heart of the task subject, and because he screamed, he covered his mouth tremblingly.

silencer? !

Wesley was shocked immediately. The forest, the girl who escaped, and the pursuer were still holding guns. What kind of blockbuster is this?

In particular, most people are irrational when they are in fear, and they don't even have much voice in their hearts, only repeated messy words like "I can't run away, they are chasing me".

Accompanied by another small scream, Wesley felt his whole body fall forward, tripped by a tree root protruding from the ground under his feet, and fell hard to the ground.

The long hair that hadn't been tidied for an unknown period of time almost blocked the sight, and the wet soil that had been frosted transmitted more cold through the thin clothing.

"No!" The task subject finally lost control, and opened her mouth to cry silently, she thought: Mom and Dad thought I was dead, no one would know, no one would come to save me! !

"Don't think so." A calm and gentle voice suddenly sounded in my mind, sounding like it came from a box, with a somewhat hollow echo.

Jessica White was just an ordinary 14-year-old girl who woke up last month—or was last month—on the day she was dragged into an SUV on the way home from school, Already arrived in a strange place.

At first she thought she had been kidnapped, and soon she guessed that she might have been trafficked, but after many days, she was just locked in an abandoned stable every day, eating three meals a day.

Finally, one day after another grown woman was locked up with her, the food delivery man stopped outside the stable.

A phone call from that person made the adult women take the lead in guessing that they were forced to participate in a terrible game.

It's just that the woman was taken out the night before and never came back.From the face of the person guarding her, Jessica realized that the other person must have encountered a bad luck that she could not imagine.

It's her today.

"I'm here to help you." The voice said again.

The time in the outside world suddenly became very slow. Jessica was still lying on the ground, the panic on her face did not fade away, a tear was hanging in the corner of her eye, and the force of gravity was slowly exerting its influence on it.

In the space of consciousness, the two began to communicate, and Wesley said, "What's your name?"

It is also a rare situation for him. He basically does not need to communicate with the task target during daily tasks, but this time is obviously a special case.The girl's physical strength has been exhausted. If she falls down again, she may not have the strength to get up again. It is impossible for Wesley to wait until she faints.Now the two can only solve the current problem if they coordinate well.

After a simple understanding, Wesley was shocked by what he heard. If there was no big error in what Jessica said, what he encountered was not a simple vendetta or kidnapping.This is likely to be a full-fledged serial killer.

"System, expand the map."

In the next second, the small-scale map with two red dots and one green dot expanded ten times from the original.

Also at the same time, a dozen or so red dots appeared on the map dazzlingly.

These default perpetrators are spread out in four or five areas around them, in teams of two or three, all chasing different green dots.

Even Wesley felt a chill. If he let his imagination go, he couldn't help realizing that he had come to a hunting ground for humans.

And Jessica is just the weakest of many prey.Perhaps because of this, she was the first to send out the distress signal.

"Help me, Cole! Please help me!" The girl's helpless and terrified pleading surrounded Wesley like a wave in his brain, and he quickly responded:

"Don't worry, we can definitely get out of here. Now, you need to calm down." Wesley said: "We have to work together, can you, you have to trust me."

"But what should we do?" A new round of tears was brewing in Jessica's eye sockets.

"It's two grown men chasing you, isn't it?"

"Yes, I saw them before the 'game' began."

Wesley tried his best to make his voice more trustworthy: "Stand up Jessica, let's get out of here first."

The flow of time resumed, and Jessica's tears fell on the dead leaves, but her desperate expression changed.

The girl struggled and ordered her stiff and sore legs to kick the ground hard, and climbed up with both hands and feet.

In the dark forest behind him, a voice came from an unknown direction——

"Run, Deer! Don't stop! We're coming!"

Hearing this voice, Jessica's arms reflexively hugged herself tightly, and she cried in her head: I'm scared, Cole!

"Run, Jessica." No matter how his consciousness boiled, Wesley still calmed down his voice.

Fortunately, with support, Jessica was indeed much braver. She gritted her teeth and ran forward from where she fell.

The dead branches broke under their feet, the leaves that had lost their moisture made a crisp sound, and the sound of footsteps squeaked again.

"That's right! Deer! Run!" The enemy laughed in the distance.

Cole! !

"I'm here. Don't be influenced by them, Jessica." Wesley said: "They are still behind, there is nothing to worry about."

"but……"

"Experience carefully, little girl, you are already different."

A gust of cold wind passed through the forest, Jessica shivered and closed her eyes involuntarily.

When she opened her eyes again, that is, in an instant, her eyes changed drastically.

The dark woods and eroded soil, every branch and every yellow leaf were clearly presented in front of her eyes.It seemed as if the sky had suddenly dawned.

At the same time, a small golden map with two red dots and one green dot unfolded before her eyes.

The miraculous scene made her eyes widen involuntarily.

She also finally realized that the pain in her lungs caused by running had disappeared at some point.The strength returned to her limbs, and a coolness spreading from inside her body enveloped her, but it gave her a strange sense of security.

While running desperately, the footsteps of the shoes on the leaves began to change.

The clicking sound became softer and softer, and finally only a slight sound remained.

"There are only two of them, and you," Wesley said, "is stronger than all of them combined."

Wesley could almost feel the tears of joy coming from his consciousness, allowing Jessica to adapt to the body whose potential was stimulated. Wesley said to the system: "Do these people use intercom devices?"

Soon, Wesley heard the signal intercepted by the system, and a man said: "This is c4, whoever gains something, don't leave too early, it's over."

Wesley didn't wait to hear the next sentence, and said to the system: "Cut off their signal."

The trouble with these guys is that not only do they carry weapons, but they also have infrared night vision goggles.Wesley also knew that no matter which direction Jessica ran around, she would encounter another group of hunters.

So when the girl got used to the changes in her body and became more psychologically stable, Wesley told her about the situation around her, and finally said, "If you want to get out of here safely, Jessica, I'm afraid you also need a weapon."

"I...but...ok Cole, what should I do?"

"First of all," Wesley looked at the map and comforted, "You will feel a little cold. After a few seconds, you will no longer feel cold."

The moment the voice fell, Jessica's body temperature began to drop rapidly, and soon she really didn't feel the cold around her anymore, because her body temperature was no different from that of a tree.

"Wow!" Jessica exclaimed a little.

"This state cannot be maintained for too long." Wesley quickly brought her back to her senses: "After a long time, your heartbeat will really stop."

"Now..." Wesley said, "We should go back."

The girl took root on the branch of the tree like a beehive. She felt that she was shaking with the branch, and her slender arms were firmly grasping it. In just a short while, she learned a lot of skills without a teacher.

The person who was chasing behind her had already sensed something strange, and ran from a small run to a fast run, and temporarily carried a shotgun with a silencer on his back. From far to near, Jessica heard a few curses, and the pursuer People started searching in the forest.

"She's gone! Damn it!"

"I told you to be serious, and you won't listen to me! Now it's all right, this little doe will be snatched away by someone else!"

"Shut your mouth, the signal hasn't recovered yet?"

Jessica waited with bated breath as a heavily armed figure emerged from the woods behind her, her nervous fingers almost dug into the bark.

But she kept in mind what Cole told her, she was now stronger than these two grown men combined, she had to be stronger!

"Hold on, Jessica." The voice that had become her reliance sounded in her mind: "Remember, no skill is required, just clenching your fist. Three...two...one."

The ghostly girl let go, and at the same time passed under the tree a irascible hunter, so angry that he ignored the slight movement from above.

Make a fist.Jessica thought, holding tight.

In an instant, she fell from the air, and with a muffled bang, Jessica's whitish fist hit the hunter's neck.

Hearing a faint click, the other party just let out a muffled cry from his throat, and fell to the ground.

"Be careful of falling objects." Jessica whispered suddenly.

"What's the matter!" Another hunter not far away saw his companion suddenly fall from the night vision device, and sneered: "Damn it, you want to stop working and just eat, right? Get up quickly if you don't fall to your death!"

Wesley asked the system to scan the people on the ground, but fortunately they did not die. He was afraid that Jessica would not be able to bear the fact that he killed himself in the future.

"Is he dead?" the little girl asked subconsciously.

"No," Wesley quickly comforted, "but he won't escape punishment." The rest of his life can be spent in bed.

Hearing this, Jessica looked at the people on the ground and hesitated for a moment, but then she quickly squatted down, picked up the shotgun, and spontaneously approached the other hunter quietly.

Jessica's consciousness was obviously a little happy, she fumbled for the weapon in her hand and said: "My father taught me how to use it!"

After speaking, she gently lay down on the ground and opened the safety lock.

Wesley: "..." Why do I feel a little wrong.

……

Xavier Gifted Junior School.

It was hours before dawn, and the only room in the southwestern corner of the academy that was lit all night glowed with a warm yellow light.

A young man in a shirt, sweater and home pants sat on the sofa by the window, motionless for a long time.

There was something strange in the hair behind his ears, and the place close to the skull was the blue light of the amplifier.Charles Xavier's arms were drooping, resting on the armrest of the sofa, his body relaxed and looked out of the window, and seemed to be looking elsewhere.

Slowly, he frowned.

Fingers resting on his temples, his pure baby blue eyes showed a little confusion.

After a long time, he looked at the air in front of him, his brows widened.

But it wasn't because he had an answer, but because of his inner guess, which gave him a big shock.

"People feel lucky..." he said softly, "but luck is not a coincidence."

Where are you.