Sentinel is not good

The backpack was on the ground, a black military bag.The teenager opened the zipper and was shocked.

There are densely packed inside, more than a dozen sticks, all of which are injections.It was very similar to the rabies needle that Zhang Mu took out that day. The needle tube was long and thin, and it contained an ice-blue transparent liquid.

There is also a red transparent liquid.

"Quick!" The sentinel almost rolled down from the bunk, "Give it to me!"

The boy gave him the bag, and saw that the sentry, who was struggling just now, quickly took out a blue one, tore open the package of the injection, and stabbed it inside his right elbow.

His blood vessels, which were not obvious just now, are now completely protruding and covering the forearm.The powerful muscles also stretched into slender lines.

The young man looked at all this in shock, and he was sure that this sentinel's physical strength was far superior to that of anyone in the tent. If he wanted to fight alone, he and Zhang Mu together would not be his opponent.

But even if he is so strong, he still cannot do without the guide element.

Guisu is even more powerful than this person.

The sentinel's eyes were completely black for a moment, as if there were no whites, and it was not human at all.After getting an injection, he gradually calmed down, his breathing gradually became smoother, and his blood vessels were faintly hidden under the skin.

When his eyes returned to normal, the needle was still stuck in his arm.

"What is this?" The young man was curious about all this. He had to figure out that surviving in the desert was already very difficult. To escape from the violent storm and desert creatures, if they bumped into the sentinel again, the refugees would have no way to resist.

The sentinel pulled out the needle, and there was a blood spot on his arm. "Guidin, our life-saving medicine, should be used sparingly."

"Are you sick?" the boy asked.

"It's not a disease. We have been inseparable from this thing since the day we awakened." The sentinel's face returned to his firmness. "After we awaken, our five senses will be greatly improved. We can hear more, smell more, and experience more. More."

The teenager muttered to himself: "Experience more..."

"However, the evolution of this rich experience is a kind of pressure on our body." The sentinel pointed to the blue needle and said, "Those are guide elements, like guides, to decompress our sensitive body and passivate our body. Five senses, adjust our sensitivity to a tolerable range."

"Are all sentinels like this?" Zhang Mu asked.

"Yes, we are different from you, we are stronger." The sentinel said unceremoniously, after finishing the wizard, it seemed that the weak person just now disappeared and he became indestructible, "The red one is a strengthening agent. When we need to strengthen, we can take a shot, and before the enhancer is metabolized, we can move very fast without even sleeping, and complete the task with a super load."

"Strengthener..." The young man was puzzled for a while. These are not things that should exist in the desert. He doesn't understand. He only knows that if he wants to become stronger, he needs to eat more, become brave, and keep learning.

But the Sentinels are already so strong, they still need injections to become stronger.

What kind of task is human firepower engagement, and this kind of thing needs to be fought?

"After the strengthening agent is metabolized, our body will return to the level before the strengthening, that is... the level after awakening." The sentinel was very calm under the action of the wizard, "but that level is not tolerable for a long time Yes, so we need wizards."

"You need a guide." The young man concluded, "Guide element, is it from the guide?"

"No." The sentinel shook his head and laughed, laughing at their old-fashionedness and their ignorance, "The awakening rate of guides has long since become very low. There is only one awakened person out of thousands. It must be a high level. In the past, hundreds of years ago, each sentinel could be assigned to a guide and bound for life. Now, only S-level sentries can be strengthened and appeased by the guide's spiritual power. A-level like me, There are B-levels as many as ants, and the guide element we use is all artificially synthesized. Because it is synthetic, it will be metabolized quickly, and the real guide spirit is long-lasting."

The boy tilted his head to listen, as if listening to an incredible story.

"But... even S-level sentries are not allowed to be comforted by the same guide frequently, because we..." The sentinel coughed, "Sentries are naturally possessive of guides, and we are very aggressive. It is easy to be irritated, and if you become possessive and dependent on a guide, you can't bear this guide at all... and then go to make spiritual connections with other sentries."

"Spiritual link?" Zhang Mu couldn't understand, he only knew how to lead the refugees to survive.

"Here we are..." The sentinel pointed to the temple, "After awakening, there will be a mental image that only belongs to you. The guide can enter through the spiritual power, and our spiritual body also lives here. I just released my leopard Come out, now, it's back here."

The boy couldn't help looking back, but now there was nothing.

"Don't look for it, people who are not awakened can't see the spiritual body." The sentinel said, "So...these synthetic guidelines are our life-saving medicine, but the amount they receive every month is limited, and they are used sparingly. Just now, I just I haven't injected the guideline for too long, and my body has gone into madness."

"Crazy?" The young man remembered his eyes, "Your eyes became very dark just now."

"That's right, if there is no wizard for a long time, the sentry will be overwhelmed by the pervasive noise, smell, light and everything it touches. When we fall into madness, it will become the most dangerous weapon, and our eyes will change. Turn into pure black. Long-term madness will make us permanently mad, and we will not come back. At that time, we will become lunatics and kill anyone we see. But the state of permanent madness will not last long, and we will die from the whole body Organ failure."

Zhang Mu had already touched the gun on the gun belt, and so did his deputies.

"You don't have to be afraid, I've already used wizard element." Sentinel sensed the danger, "It can be said that after I become mad, I can kill all of you. Now I'm not in danger."

The boy also took out his gun and pointed it at the sentinel's body.He doesn't allow such a dangerous person to be here, especially when Song Jian is only a dozen meters away.

If something happened, others could run away, but Song Jian would just fall to the ground and be stepped on.

He will be trampled.The sentry's "kill everyone" just now was tantamount to threatening Song Jian's safety.

"I will kill you." The boy said to the sentinel, "It only takes one shot. Although you are powerful, your body is still human."

"That's right, I'll die with just one shot." The sentinel wasn't afraid. "Now I've used wizard, and it's very peaceful. I'm very grateful to you for taking care of me."

"I don't need your thanks." The boy still hadn't forgotten the business, "Tell us about the mobile base and your theater."

"Okay, I'll tell you all after I've rested." The sentinel's face was still grim, "When I recover, I'll leave, leave your camp, and return to my place."

The young man is still curious. In his opinion, whether it is the field army or the alliance army, it is a place where sentries are sent to death. "You don't want to escape?"

The sentinel shook his head: "Deserters will be executed. Besides, without guide elements, I will go mad and die in the end. We need guides, but we will never get them."

"They?" The boy thought for a while, "The guide doesn't need sentries?"

"No, they also need it." The sentinel said with certainty, "Their brains are too powerful. A guide can feel the joys and sorrows of everyone in an area as large as your entire camp, so they also need sentries. The mental load is vented in the sentinel's mental image, or they hide directly in the image, cut off the link with the outside world, and take a short rest."

"I don't think they need you." Zhang Mu took out a map, intending to let him point out the direction of the war zone.

"No, they need it too." The sentry once again said in an affirmative tone, "It's just that... guides are precious resources, and the base will not allow them to have too much contact with the sentry and bind them privately."

The teenager couldn't understand these rules more and more. Although the wolves also had levels, they never restricted the contact between levels. "Why?"

"The guides are very proud... Che, those guys, they only think of us when they vent their emotional fragments." The sentinel said, "But... there are guides who are good, but they have too much contact in private. , it's over."

The more the boy listened, the more confused he became. "What is it called?"

The sentinel looked at him. "After heavy dependence, the sentinel will want to completely occupy the guide, and the guide will no longer strengthen or appease other sentries. He only belongs to this sentry. Two people... will become a community, one dies, and the other They will also die due to a mental breakdown. The death of the guide is a huge loss to the base. So once a sentinel who starts to rely on the guide is found, the end is to destroy it immediately."

"Destroy?" The young man had heard of this word, but it was only used for materials.

"Execute." The sentry told him coldly, "Kill this sentry."

Song Jian was listening to the chat between Zhang Ling and Zhang Yi. They were siblings, and they seemed to have endless conversations.

He can occasionally add a few words, and he likes Zhang Ling better than Zhang Yi, who speaks indifferently.The hair is soft, long, and fragrant. Song Jian has never seen a woman before, but he thinks that all women may be like this.

My own hair is short and not fragrant, which is much worse than hers.

"When we grow up, let's ride horses to find a bunker together!" Zhang Yi touched Song Jian's hand, "I have a horse at home."

"I have it too." Song Jian said unconvinced, "Xiao Hei can run fast, and I can keep up with my brother by riding it."

"Stop talking about it, pointing at you to find a bunker, everyone must be afraid to die." Zhang Ling said, laughing, still busy with manual work, "Finding a bunker and checking the weather are the most difficult things. I have studied for several years."

Song Jian nodded. "Yes, my little wolf brother has been studying for many years."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled up and smelled a spicy aroma.

"Brother." Song Jian smiled at the side, waiting for his brother to take him home.

"What are you talking about?" The young man was wary of Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi hid behind his sister, and pushed her out to help him block it.

Zhang Ling put down his hand, his face was even redder than before. "They were talking about horseback riding...that sentry, are you awake?"

"Wake up." The young man couldn't see the mood of a girl, but could only see that her braids were similar to his own. "Zhang Mu will ask the location of the base, and it may be transferred again in two weeks."

"Brother Jian, come and find me when you are transferred." Zhang Yi said quietly behind her sister, "I will take you with my family's wooden cart, remember to come and find me..."

The boy didn't say anything, and pulled Song Jian out of Zhang Mu's tent.Along the way, every word the sentry said shocked him.

"Brother, what did that man say just now?" Song Jian was pulled by the rope, "Is he really a sentry? I also want to be a sentry. If I am a sentry, I can see you..."

The person pulling him suddenly stopped moving.

Song Jian felt that the rope became very soft, brother wolf stopped, and so did he.

The young man tightly held one end of the hemp rope, and the blood vessels on his forearm bulged out due to the force. "no."

"Ah?" Song Jian didn't understand.

A pair of arms hugged his shoulders, Song Jian smiled, and quickly stretched out his arms to hug him back, and quickly put them on. "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"No, you can't be a sentinel." The boy was terrified.

He couldn't stand it, Song Jian would go to that kind of place, get an injection, start a war.He can't stand it either, his puppy will be bewitched by guide elements in the future, and will get close to some guide just because he wants spiritual comfort.

To be close to someone who is not yourself.

No.

"You can't be a sentinel." The young man hugged him tightly, "When the camp moves, we should stay as far away from them as possible. Let's go to the desert and take the wolves with us. You can't braid other people's hair, neither can Zhang Ling, you Don't know her. You only know me."

"Well, then I won't be a sentinel anymore, I like being a puppy." Song Jian stood upright, waiting for his brother to continue hugging him.

The author has something to say: In the future, when they are in the mobile base, they will definitely contact those things in secret.

Zhou Yun: Come to my room at 9 o'clock in the evening, keep a low profile (very low voice)

Pick up: good! (very loud)