Sentinel is not good

The sky is black.

Song Jian fell down and saw the firepower on the ground, they were like orange flowers one after another at night.But there should not be this kind of flower in the desert. The only kind of flower is in the thorns. It is bitter when bitten, and spicy when applied to the skin.

With the violent impact, Song Jian fell to the ground.If it weren't for his physical strength being greatly strengthened, such a short moment would be enough to shatter his legs.

He saw countless corpses on the ground, they were all brother's guards.

But Song Jian didn't see where his brother was.

Even though the enhanced eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary humans, Song Jian couldn't see where his brother was.But he couldn't take care of it anymore, the distracting shells on his back had been emptied, he quickly peeled off the empty shells, crawled on the sand, and looked for cover on the ground.

Sand, is this still sand?Song Jian grabbed a handful, which was scorched sand, which had been burned by artillery fire.

Sensing the presence and danger of its master, the black mamba that had been surrounding Xiaodiu finally got out of the gun pouch.It only stayed on the sand surface for a moment and then got into it, got into the sand, and went to find its owner.

After the powerful ones of the same kind left, Xiao Diu also climbed out of the gun bag and wrapped around his master.The first mission of the spiritual body is to protect the master.

Zhou Yun felt the approach of the spiritual body.He was right in the center of the battlefield, and there were not many guards left.This is war, slaughtering companions in a more brutal and brutal way than wolves, and competing for greater territory and resources.He closed his eyes, anger and despair rolled up under the collision of mental threads at the same time.

Opening his eyes again, he saw the snake's vision.

He saw the enemy.

Without a spiritual body, the combat effectiveness of guides is greatly reduced, because their bodies are completely ordinary people, only their brains have been awakened.Standing in front of the sentinel who had awakened in all aspects of his body, Zhou Yun was just an ordinary human being.

But now, at the helm of his snake, he seeks out the greatest guide among his enemies.

His snake is back, his fighting power is back.

The sentinels that descended from the sky spread out, raining bullets and attacking the reinforcements fiercely.Song Jian's heartbeat became faster because of the sound of gunfire, and he didn't have time to see where the sentries landed and scattered, and he didn't even have time to see if Yin Sheng had landed.

He quickly discarded the empty backpack and found a prone bunker.

The bunker was a corpse, whose corpse was unknown.

Song picked up a gun, brother is in danger, at this moment, he is no longer a timid sentry, but a timid weapon.He still couldn't get over his fear, but it wasn't enough to stop his courage.

There is no more timid sentinel than him. He is greedy for life and afraid of death. Even adjusting the accuracy of the sniper rifle, Song Jian did it with fear.

But he's done.

The mental silk battle on the opposite side is coming in full swing, and this is the main battlefield of the new alliance.

Zhou Yun felt the reinforcements of many sentries, they all came to save himself.The loss of countless sentries constitutes the victory or defeat on the battlefield. The fire of war is a huge meat grinder, throwing life into it, and spitting out pieces of minced meat.

He strengthened them and sent them to the battlefield with his own hands.But compared to victory, Zhou Yun wanted to bring his sentinel back.

An emotional storm swept through his brain, and he felt the anger, madness, and killing of the sentries, as well as their fear.

I felt Song Jian.

Song Jian shot.

His eyesight has always been bad, even if it is strengthened, he is still the one with bad eyesight.But Xiao Diuzai, everyone on the battlefield is his living target.

A special sniper under the baptism of war, he finally becomes like a snake, lurking, vicious, and focused.The entire battlefield was being bombed, and the entire battlefield became quiet again in his eyes.

The spiritual thread of the guide of the new alliance spread around him. Song Jian was very scared, but he also felt the spiritual thread of his brother, who was beside him.

His world was finally quiet.

With my brother here, I can absorb my emotions.Song Jian pointed the cross at the red figure, followed the direction of the wind, adjusted, and there was a huge explosion in his ear, and he smelled the smell of gunpowder and blood.

He patiently adjusted his breathing, bit the dog tag, and lowered his heartbeat and breathing rate.

Little Diu was crawling on the battlefield, Song Jian held his breath, and threw his emotions to Brother Little Wolf, all that was left in the world was aiming.He trusts the guide, he relies on the guide.

He pulled the trigger.

I am a sentry, and the duty of the sentry is to protect the guide.

Song Jian continued to reload, and the enemy's mental thread crawled through his body. They were looking for the sniper, and they were looking for themselves.Once you find yourself, you will undoubtedly die.

Emotions are fatal.

Zhou Yun found Song Jian first.

He couldn't fully absorb Song Jian's emotions. On the battlefield, no matter how powerful the sentry was, they couldn't completely hide their emotions.He used to think that it was because the sentinel didn't trust the guide enough, but Song Jian completely trusted himself, so he still couldn't do it.

Just a little bit of emotion can be found and killed.

Song Jian killed many people.

Every time he hits, he gets shot.

Whether it's the new alliance or the wild army, the Sentinel will always be transformed into a war machine. At this moment, Song Jian only has the trigger in his eyes.

The enemy's guide had found him, and he knew that, with the flares hitting the sky and firing from both sides, his fear was the strongest on the battlefield.

But his finger still seemed to be glued to the trigger, and he kept aiming.

Brother, he wants to protect him, if those people want to kill him, he will kill them himself.The countdown number on the wristband returned to zero, and Song Jian's shock collar suddenly discharged.

crackle.

A huge electric current penetrated Song Jian's body, and the black collar lit up for a moment, which was the color of the electric current.

But Song Jian didn't move, his fingers were firmly on the butt of the gun, and he pressed the trigger at the same time.He has long been used to electric shocks.

He wants to be strong, and he is getting strong.

At the second when the enemy's spiritual threads completely surrounded Song Jian, those spiritual threads disappeared like an ebbing tide.Brother's spirit thread surged again, and the tip lightly touched Song Jian's finger.

Song Jian smiled, he knew that his brother's spiritual body must have found the guide.

Brother is protecting himself.

I also protected him, I didn't escape, I became a real sentinel in the artillery fire.

After an unknown amount of time, all the bullets picked up by Song were emptied.The firepower on the opposite side weakened and became very weak, and all were either killed or retreated.

There were fewer and fewer targets in Song Jian's eyes, his fingers were still shaking, but he didn't dare to let go of his gun.

I didn't run away, I was so scared that I didn't run away, I wasn't a deserter, Xiaodiu was so scared and didn't run away.

Another flare hit the air, and Song Jian finally saw his brother, as well as the guards on the battlefield who were constantly shooting to clear the enemy.

Well, brother is safe, Song Jian looked at his back, he was so tall, he was wearing a black military uniform and a military cap.Brother is not injured, great.

"Sentry Song Jian, your new mission is here." Wang Ba listened to the whole battle situation, and this time, he spoke very seriously.

Song Jian's eyes widened suddenly, he had never heard Wang Ba's tone before.

"The mission just received is to kill the S-level guide of Mobile Base No. 086." After listening to the whole process, Wang Ba heard how Song Jian jumped out of the cabin, landed, and fired. Now, even he is not sure that Song Jian can do this mission. Unable to complete, "Kill Zhou Yun."

"What?" Song Jian was still ringing in his ears.

"Kill the S-level guide of Mobile Base No. 086, Zhou Yun." Wang Ba repeated, "K-type missions, execute immediately."

K task?Song Jian saw his brother, who was looking behind him, as if he was looking for him.

The k-class task is one of the highest tasks, if it cannot be completed, there is only one reason, that is, the exposure of the informant has been destroyed.This is a task that costs his life. Song Jian also thought about it, if one day he needs to complete it, if one day, the order of the new alliance comes down, will he point his gun at his brother's back? back.

On the battlefield, the guard's sentry approached Zhou Yun in time. "Sir! Just received the news that our people are approaching, and we can take you back to the base immediately."

"Calculate the casualties, deal with the wounded first!" Half of Zhou Yun's face was covered in blood, and his magazine had already been emptied.

The black mamba emerged from the pile of corpses, and the scales were also stained with blood.

In war, there is never a real winner.He looked at the night behind him and felt Song Jian's fear.He comforted him with mental silk, don't be afraid, it's over.

But Song Jian still didn't come out.

Song Jian pointed the gun at his temple.

He glanced at his brother just now, then grabbed the pistol from the corpse in front of him and pointed it at himself.Now he was lying on the ground with the entire starry sky in front of him.

It would be great if I could see it when I was a child.

I will not be separated from Brother Little Wolf, they have reached the deepest part of the desert, no man's land.He can watch the stars with his brother. My brother always says that the stars are beautiful, and they are indeed beautiful.

Song Jian was about to cry in fright, he didn't want to die, he was about to die before he had time to talk to his brother about how he had lived these years.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to complete the k-type tasks.

Between himself and brother wolf, he chose to protect brother.

Between killing brother and sacrificing himself, he chose to sacrifice.

The wolf will sacrifice for the survival of the wolf pack, and he can do it.To sacrifice is not to die, but to keep a beloved companion alive.

Xiao Diu had been taken back by him in his mental image, and at the last moment, he hoped that Xiao Diu would take his place and live in their small tent.Live forever and never come out again.

Tears welled up in Song Jian's eyes again. He was too useless and afraid of death. The last thing he thought about was whether it would hurt to hit himself with a gun.

Brother, I'm so scared.Song Jian closed his eyes and closed them tightly.

"Wait! Song Jian!" Wang Ba said suddenly, "Don't execute it!"

Song Jian opened his eyes instantly, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"The mission has been cancelled." Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Song Jian would not be able to complete the mission no matter what. Song Jian was probably considering self-destruction, "The mission has been cancelled! There is an error in the information, and the mission has been cancelled!"

"Really, really? Are you sure?" Song Jian threw away the pistol in an instant, never touching it again, he was frightened to death, "Are you sure? I don't need to kill people anymore?"

"Sure, the mission is temporarily cancelled." Wang Ba said, "I was scared to death. If you didn't make a sound, I thought you were doing something stupid! Listen to me, little picker, even if there are k-type missions in the future, you have to Protect yourself, you can only find your brother if you protect yourself, you know? Song Jian? Song Jian! Are you listening to me?"

Song Jian didn't listen, he had already got up, smiled and ran towards his brother.He got up from the pile of corpses, but smiled happily, he finally didn't have to die, and he didn't have to kill his brother.

Zhou Yun was about to walk this way, when he finally saw Song Jian, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the puppy had sneaked onto the battlefield and was frightened again.

"Sir! Sir! I didn't retreat!" Song Qian shouted while waving at his brother while running.

"Come here quickly! Assemble!" Zhou Yun smiled as he watched him run over.

"I'm here." Song Jian wiped the blood off his face. In the dark, his brother was still so tall, "I am your sniper, and my mission is to clean up everything you can see into no man's land." ..."

Song Jian's body shook violently.

At first, he didn't feel it, only knew that he was shot.The enemy who was not yet dead fired the last shot at him.

It turned out that when the bullet hit the body, the first reaction was not pain, but a strong shock.

Zhou Yun was not a sentry, so he didn't see the trajectory of the bullet, but he heard the sound.

Song Jian, who was running towards him with a smile, was only a few meters away, and he couldn't make it any more. His legs knelt down and went limp.

Pick up?Zhou Yun's smile froze on his face.

"Sir..." Song Jian looked forward and covered his stomach with his hands. It was so hot and wet. He looked down again. It was all blood, right?Then he felt pain and a deep cold in his abdomen.

It hurts.

At the same time, his eyes began to darken, and everything slowed down. He saw his brother yelling something, running towards this side, but he couldn't hear it clearly.Unable to support himself, his body began to fall backwards, lying heavily on the scorched sand, he took a big breath, but spit out bright red blood from his mouth.

A large amount of blood splattered out, and the desert camouflage was stained.

His five senses are fading rapidly.

Not because of the wizard, this time, fading because his life was disappearing.

And his last thought was that brother must not come here.There is a bug in his head, that thing is very dangerous, even if he is dead, he can still eavesdrop on important information.

Don't worry about your own corpse, don't take your own corpse back to the base, bury your face in a handful of sand, and just leave it in the desert.

The last vision was that he saw his brother rushing over and hugged him, but he didn't have the strength to reach out to touch him.Song Jian finally opened his mouth and barked twice without making a sound.

The eyes are not closed yet, but they are looking at the desert they most yearn for.What he saw was the desert, and his eyes shone with freedom before losing his mind.

He was free, he could go home, to the desert.

A black mamba slipped out from Song Jian's waist and landed on Zhou Yun's lap.

It's a small loss.

Because of the master's near-death, it rushed out of the mental image, but after sliding out, it stopped moving.

Wang Ba yelled in the internal listening device, but suddenly the yelling stopped.

The device was broken due to the death of the informant.

"No..." Zhou Yun watched as Song Jian was shot, fell down, and bled.

The last time I saw Jian was almost beaten to death, it was Fan Yu who did it.Fan Yu stood behind Song Jian with a gun in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.

But that time he shot himself and directly killed Fan Yu. The first time he killed someone was to protect him.But this time, he didn't do it.

Zhou Yun bent down and pressed his face against Song Jian's. Song Jian's face was still hot, his body was still soft, and tears were still hanging on his face.

Tears slid from the end of Song Jian's eyes.

"Come back! Come back! Come back! Talk, talk!" Zhou Yun desperately chatted with him, picking up his favorite post, and also the favorite to talk, always talking endlessly.

You won't die if you pick it up, you won't die if you pick it up.Picking can sit up again, talk to himself, and lick his neck and chin, he can, he can.

Zhou Yun hugged Song Jian's body again and again, but could only slide down again and again.

Song Jian's eyes are still closed, but there are no more stars in the world.

"Come back!" Zhou Yun looked at the sky, the sky was full of black clouds, no, it wasn't clouds, it was gunpowder smoke.

A large amount of blood was stained on the military uniform, all of which was Song Jian's blood. His mental thread began to lose control, stretching infinitely against the sand surface, wandering desperately on the battlefield, turning into a weeping lichen.

The desert gave him everything, and took away everything from him. At this moment, he crouched down, hugged Song Jian, and slowly opened his mouth, his numb lips moved, holding back, holding back, imitating, and finally , he re-issued a cry that was not human.

like animals.

He is an animal.

The sentries who were still cleaning up the battlefield covered their temples at the same time, but their mental walls were pierced at the same time.The huge mental power began to vent his emotions, and even the powerful S-rank sentinel couldn't hold it up.

Sentinels began to fall.But the spiritual thread is still spreading.The sentries fell one after another, and the last one to fall was Yin Sheng.The spiritual walls of all the sentries were pierced and fell into a coma.

In the sky, on the transport plane that was rushing to rescue Zhou Yun, several guides squatted down in pain. They covered their temples at the same time, their sensitive perception captured a lot of emotions under the transport plane.

sad.

Then they ordered the crew to turn around immediately, and just after giving the order, the guides also fell to the ground.

The crew members are all ordinary humans, so they will not be affected, and immediately change the direction of the transport plane.These ordinary people would not know that an S-level guide lost control on the ground, beyond the guide's ability to receive grief, in addition to demolishing the mental wall of hundreds of sentries, it also instantly stunned several guides on the plane.

The transport plane can only drive back to the base first.

On the battlefield, the thick smoke cleared, and a big white moon finally left the cloud and ran out.

On the sand dunes not far away, there was the movement of wild beasts.

A black desert wolf stood on the top of the dune. It moved its ears and heard a familiar voice.A long howl from a real wolf began to answer the companion.

Amid long howls, dozens of wolves stepped out of the cover of the sand dunes, breathing white air from their mouths.

It's the desert wolves.