Sentinel is not good

Song Jian turned over on the sand, his eyes full of doubts.From the day he was picked up, brother never hurt himself.

It doesn't count if you carve the cross on yourself with a knife.

"Sir Zhou Yun?" Li Han helped him up first, "This is... what's going on?"

Zhou Yun didn't know either, but the voice in his head was always there, no, he couldn't tell if it was the voice, but... the shackles in the deepest part of spiritual power.He wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Song Jian, and tell him that he didn't mean it, but the pain just now almost destroyed his mental wall.

This was the first time he felt this power, so huge that he couldn't compete.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Song Jian dared to crawl over, and Xiao Diu followed suit, wrapping tightly around Zhou Yun's arm.

Zhou Yun touched the ground with his hands, but his upper limbs kept shaking. He shook his head, and then shook his head again, trying to get rid of the unknown impulse in his head. "It's okay, I'm fine...I just...I just wanted to kill you at that moment."

Song Qian ducked subconsciously, he was only a B-level, if he lost control and wanted to kill himself, it would be too easy.Even though he knew Brother Little Wolf would never do this, he was still afraid.

He is too timid, timid since he was a child, especially when facing life and death.

"I don't know what's wrong... Just now..." The headache was still there, Zhou Yun's eyes were filled with red blood, "There is...something in my spiritual power. Someone is talking, my spiritual power...someone is inside .”

"Could it be that the superior put things in your head?" Li Han said.Looking at Zhou Yun like this, it seemed that he was going to lose control in the next second.

Song Jian's gaze immediately turned to Li Han. This sentence frightened him, because the person with the internal listening device was precisely himself.The Union Army put things in their own heads, but the wild army just stuffed things in my head?Does brother have to go through brain surgery to get it out?

"No." But Zhou Yun shook his head and denied this statement, "The guide has awakened super-strong mental power. Our brains are precision instruments. The base will only find ways to protect our brains, and will not stuff us with things."

Song Jian heaved a sigh of relief, it's fine if he doesn't have it, as long as he suffers from the pain of opening his head, it's fine.

"But I... can't resist him." Zhou Yun was still shaking his head, like a distressed wolf, "I want to take a gun to shoot the refugees and the unawakened, I have to stop it."

"I didn't shoot." Song Jian said in a low voice, trying to ease his brother's pain with his own attitude, "I know it's useless to shoot at this time, I didn't shoot."

"But you have the idea of ​​killing him." Zhou Yun didn't understand what was wrong with him, and was given an order in an instant, "You have the idea of ​​killing the unawakened, I noticed it, so I stopped you, even... …Even that thing made me kill you."

Now Song Jian and Li Han were all startled. They had only been in close contact with this great guide, so they didn't know that there was such a situation.It's not clear whether all guides are like this, or only Zhou Yun is like this.

"Brother, can you still strengthen me now?" But Song Jian didn't have time to pursue these things, he wanted to save people.

Zhou Yun shook his head, he didn't know.The last time Song Jian chased and killed the group of people who hurt wolves, when he arrived, his emotions had completely collapsed. At that time, he was only concerned with appeasing the sentinel, and he didn't realize his will to hurt the unawakened.

But just now, picking up only a little thought, was captured by him sensitively.

"They have a power grid, how do we get in?" Li Han considered realistically, "No one can touch the electricity."

But when Song Jian looked at the power grid, he was inexplicably familiar. "I can."

"You? Impossible!" Li Han shook his head.

"When you were not at the base, I wore an electric shock collar and received a strong electric shock every three hours, 27 hours a day." Song Jian touched the scar around his neck and said, "But... I still need to strengthen Endurance and speed. Brother, give me the electric shock circle."

Just as Zhou Yun recovered, he took out his belongings from the backpack containing the flares, which contained a collar made of black leather and a bracelet.

Song Jian took it over. This time, he raised his chin himself, stretched the muscles near the Adam's apple, and completely exposed the fragile neck.Here, there was still a hemp rope. He loosened the hemp rope, and with the clicking sound of the electric shock collar being installed, Song Jian also put the bracelet back in place and put it on his right wrist.

The electric shock intensity was adjusted to the maximum, and the time was adjusted to the manual button. Song Jian got everything ready and looked towards the camp. "Li Han, let's go save someone, brother, wait for us."

"Wait!" Zhou Yun stopped them, stretching his mental thread towards them, "I'll try!"

Jian was going to rescue people alone, so he couldn't follow. If he witnessed Jian and Li Han attacking the unawakened, he would definitely kill them.But he couldn't let them sneak in like this, he was the guide, and he had to strengthen the sentry.

Even if their enemies are...unawakened...

Zhou Yun's mental thread had just touched Song Jian's body, and two needles had been pierced into his temples on both sides.Not only plunged in, but also turned around, drilling into his own brain.He felt the emotions and thoughts of Song Jian and Li Han, and the sentry was completely transparent in front of the guide.He knew they were going to kill...

"Uh!" Zhou Yun covered his eyes, and still inserted the spiritual thread into the back of their heads. The orders from unknown sources in his head became stronger and stronger, forcing him to destroy the sentry's spiritual wall and tear down their spirits. Image and then kill them.

But what Song Jian and Li Han felt was the strengthening of the fighting power in their bodies.Their bodies generate heat and their muscles are injected with more power.

Suddenly, the spiritual force that strengthened them was completely cut off, and Zhou Yun spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother!" When Song Jian moved again, both his speed and endurance had become stronger, but he never imagined that the price would be to hurt the guide's body.

"Go!" Zhou Yun wiped the blood around his mouth, a smear of red wiped from his chin to the corner of his jaw, like a fresh wound, "Leave me alone!"

"Song Jian! Let's go!" Li Han pulled Song Jian to the direction of the camp, "Save people!"

"Brother...Brother, wait for me to come back!" No matter how reluctant Song Jian was, he could only let go, the blood shocked his comprehension.Why did the guide suffer from such mental damage?He doesn't understand.

But the most important thing now is to rescue the people in the camp.The moment he let go of his hand, he hugged Zhou Yun, as if the two had agreed, they hugged each other at the same time and kissed briefly.

Putting his tongue into his brother's mouth and curling it around, Song Jian felt angry and tasted his brother's blood.He let go of the person bitterly, and ran away into the distance.In order to strengthen himself, brother has paid such a high price, and the account must be settled on the heads of those people.

Zhou Yun watched their backs running towards the power grid quickly, holding his heart and panting continuously.More blood pooled in his mouth, and he swallowed it down.

I can only do this, I can't help them.

But what is the thing in my head that gives me orders?Why can't you just resist it?

The night in the desert is always dark, with little artificial brightness, and this camp is the same.

It only has the grids used by Sentinels to set up field strongholds, but no lights for mobile bases or outposts.The only light is the burning bonfire in the circle, and the kerosene lamps lit inside each tent.After all, the refugee base does not have enough electricity and no searchlights.

Song Jian and Li Han folded their waists, lurking in a Z-shaped detour, and ran to the outside of the power grid. Perhaps because of the protection of the power grid, these people did not set up guard towers and patrols.Although the B-level sentinels were weak in the base, they were strong enough in front of ordinary people. The training they received paid off on this day.

Looking at the professional grid used by the A-level sentinel for defense, Li Han was not only worried. "Are you really good? Don't get electrocuted to death."

"Before I fucking kill those bastards." Song Jian turned his head, and there was a lot of blank expression on that face again, and it changed back to his appearance in the mobile base in the past few years. There is a fierceness that is exclusive to armed forces, "the old rules."

Li Han froze for a moment, then smiled, looking for his brother Song Jian to be so obedient, in fact, he also learned badly in the mobile base all these years.There happened to be a cigarette in his pocket, which he kept privately, and he always had one on him.

He took out the cigarette, snapped it off, each of them had half a cigarette, and before they had time to light it, they stuffed it into their mouths and ate it.Song Jian chewed the tobacco leaves, moved his stiff neck and arms, and cracked his knuckles until they cracked.

Then he walked towards the grid and stood within half a meter.

Xiao Diu wrapped around his lap, staring closely at the movement inside the power grid.Waiting to strike, waiting to be shocked.

How many things can penetrate the world of the awakened and the unawakened, Song Qian doesn't know, he doesn't know much about this world.But when his palm was close to the power grid, his sensitive sense of touch felt a great current.

Electric currents sense each other under the skin, flowing, attracting his skin, or bouncing off his skin.Each net is more than three meters high and five meters wide, and they are independent of each other, but they can be joined together to form an area.

Song Jian's hand slid over the grid without touching it. Seeing that the sand on his fingers had been sucked away, he looked down and saw that there were rollers under each grid for easy transportation and storage.

"Song Jian, be careful!" Li Han covered his ears.But the huge electric shock still penetrated his palm and reached the ear canal.Crackling, the sound is not only loud but also sparkling electric sparks can be seen.The sound produced by the electric shock makes people uncontrollably frightened, because it represents the current flowing through the whole body in an instant, hitting the heart directly, scorching the skin, and completely dying.

Then what Li Han saw was that Song Jian pushed a door forward in the contact of the electric spark.

The speed is very fast, Song Jian must be fast, otherwise the bright light will attract the enemy.He used his whole body strength to push this grid, breaking the electrified outer protective circle, creating a gap enough for two people to pass through.The electric current ran wildly in his body. He knew electric shocks too well.

Having experienced countless times of strong electric shocks, he can calmly challenge this layer of power grid, and he cannot grasp it with the palm of his hand, because every time the collar discharges, Song Jian's biggest reaction is that his fingers are paralyzed and he wants to clench his fist.

If you push the net with your palm, you will definitely be attracted to it, and you will not be able to break free. If you energize it for a long time, it will burn alive.

Xiao Diu was tightly wrapped around his waist, bearing it with his master.

Pushing it away, Song Jian's body was temporarily paralyzed, and the back of his hand was already torn by electricity, but he did not die.

"Go!" He rubbed his painful right shoulder, and slipped through a gap more than one meter wide.With his hands still covering his ears, Li Han looked at Song Jian who was still alive in shock.

During the time when he was not in the camp... What did Song Jian go through to become so awesome?He also drilled into the camp, and when he passed the power grid, he could still feel the electric field around his shoulders.

As for Song Jian, he was able to directly touch it just now.

A man emerged from the tent near the power grid, before he could pull up his pants.He was holding a machine gun in his hand, and he seemed to hear an electric shock just now, something must have touched the grid.

It could be a bird, or a lizard. Every morning, the charred corpses of small animals can be found from the outside of the power grid. It was done right away, and the girls in the tent also resisted fiercely, and they couldn't do without a fight.

He patrolled around the tent a few times, and after confirming that there was nothing outside the power grid, he turned around and planned to continue what he had just done, when suddenly a person stood in front of him.

Before he had time to see clearly who this person was, and before the words came out of his throat, this was the last picture he saw.Blood foam spewed from his throat without sound.

Before he was about to fall, Song Jian supported his head, carefully placed him on the ground so as not to make a sound, dragged him to a corner, and hung his weapon on himself.He looked at Li Han next to him. Li Han directly broke a man's neck and dragged the corpse to a corner.

The blood on the dagger was still dripping, Song Jian lowered his breathing rate, like a snake, lurking into the thick black.Little Diu, who couldn't see clearly, slid to the highest place. It was also familiar with the electric shock, but the power grid didn't shock it straight. Now it was rolled up on the top of a tent, ready to communicate with its owner visually.The scales have a strange luster, which is a symbol of the black mamba snake.

Although the powerful ones of the same kind did not accompany it, its courage has grown.

The spirit body and the master have two bodies and one life, there are always similarities. Song Jian didn't believe it before, but now he has found the similarities between himself and Xiaodiu. They are also good at hiding and killing with one blow.

After killing them, Song picked up the knife and dropped it, splashing blood, piercing the throat of the person, and then hiding in the natural protective color of the desert for an instant.

This is the desert, his place.

The author has something to say: False picks: Fuck, fuck, kill them!

Real pick up: brother, woof woof!

The next step is to pick up continuous highlights!