geneticist

,but……"

"This thing is really ugly."

"..."

"How dare you be picky and picky on the battlefield? You can make do with it!" Someone growled angrily in a low voice.

69 Evolved Genetic Armor

Starting from the evacuation in the Carlisle Valley, in the following ten days, the chasing team of the Sea of ​​Riot found that they gradually lost control of the situation.

At the very beginning, they were quite confident in hunting down the soldier who fled alone in the woods, because there were two squadrons of soldiers, nearly 40 people, who were sent to carry out the hunt. Take it down.

However, after several fights, they finally realized the huge gap in strength between themselves and the opponent.

The opponent's solid fighting qualities, unconstrained tactical thinking, and keen sense of timing make these ordinary teachers who came from the sea of ​​​​turmoil feel inferior.

It is unwise to confront directly, even if there is only one opponent, if you want to catch him, you will have to pay a heavy price.

Therefore, after encountering obstacles in a head-on confrontation, they naturally focused on each other's weaknesses.

There is no doubt that the opponent alone lacks the most basic logistical support. This is their best chance to win the opponent without bloodshed.

Like a hunting dog, while barking non-stop, but cautiously keeping a distance, he is not eager to confront directly, but consumes his physical strength, his energy, and his genetic armor by constantly pressing and oppressing. , consumes everything he has.

Being in a state of tension for a long time consumes not only people's will, but also physical strength and patience.

They believe that the opponent who is forced to dance on the tip of the knife will always have a moment of fatigue and negligence under the seemingly invulnerable appearance.

That moment was what they were waiting for, when they rushed forward and severely tore apart the opponent's defense.

The strategy worked remarkably well at first.

They could almost feel the anxiety and uneasiness that became more and more obvious under the calm appearance of the other party.

The balance is tilting towards them bit by bit.

It's almost a win.

However, one day suddenly, the other party disappeared from under their noses.

The target that had been firmly locked inexplicably appeared ten kilometers away, and the hunting team had to give up the trap that had been carefully dug but turned into a joke, and desperately chased after it.

This happened several times, and what drove the hunting team almost crazy was that the opponent's genetic armor seemed to be constantly evolving, and that mysterious teacher seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Even though it was far away, the overall improvement in momentum and status moved the hunters who had a keen sense of smell like a hunting dog.

This is almost impossible.

They couldn't make a reasonable explanation even after thinking about it.With no reinforcements, no support, and almost desperate conditions, the opponents who can only deal with opponents who are far stronger than themselves, why not only are they not exhausted as they expected, but instead they become more and more energetic.

When the hunting team rushed out of the jungle following the traces left by the other party and came to the endless wasteland, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with the jungle full of obstacles, it is much easier to find people in the wasteland.

However, what surprised them was that the other party seemed to have some kind of strange concealment means. After entering the wilderness, he disappeared without a trace as if swimming in the sea.

In order to search for traces of the opponent, the hunting team, which has increased to more than 100 people, had to spread out in groups of three or four.

The nightmare finally came.

Soon, the opponent told the hunting team with the bloody facts that after diving into the wasteland, he was like a shark entering the sea, swimming around calmly, lurking patiently, looking for every single opportunity of the opponent, and then with lightning speed Speed ​​up.

In the case of being alone, none of the masters in the sea of ​​​​riots can last 20 seconds in front of the opponent.

In the vast and boundless desert, the scattered hunting teams were like ice cream in the sun, melting quickly, collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

……

"Today, I killed three more at once, let's take a break." Climbing out of the back cabin of the gene armor, Suche took a breath, sat down on the ground with his uncle's ass, and laughed lewdly, "Come on, Girl, take off your clothes, and I'll see what can be improved."

Following Arslan for the past few days, Sucher had a thrilling life-and-death experience, turned around and escaped from desperate situations several times, and the heart that belonged to ordinary people finally became stronger.

He finally understood to some extent why those veteran ruffians could casually tell dirty jokes with a cigarette in their mouths on the bloody battlefield.

"I will be able to brag to others in the future. I was killed with bare hands out of more than 40 fully armed teachers."

Although with his technical support, Arslan has escaped from the tragic situation of being driven around at first, but after all, he is still fleeing under difficult conditions. Sucher was imprisoned in the genetic armor by Arslan , I couldn't take a bath for several days, my body was already smelly, and with that chicken nest head, I looked quite down and out.

"Yal, do you think I'm a man?" Climbing out of the stuffy genetic armor back cabin, Su Che quickly took off his dirty and sweaty top, picked up a dry cloth and wiped it, wiping it bitterly. Zhong playfully poses as a muscular macho.

Arslan glanced at Sucher, although Su Che didn't suffer from rising prices recently, he became much leaner and stronger, and finally got rid of the usual image of technicians, but...

He looked down at himself, even though he was wearing protective clothing, the light and close-fitting fabric obviously couldn't cover his beautiful muscle lines.

The unrecognizable genetic armor that has been modified flashed a blue light, and the hideous and huge armor disappeared, replaced by the genetic armor tightly attached to Arslan's body.

Arslan wiped off his sweat, carefully removed the genetic armor and handed it to Sucher.

"Don't take it off, don't take it off, it will hurt people's eyes." Seeing that Arslan seemed to be planning to take off the protective clothing inside after taking off the genetic armor, Suche yelled quickly.

Grandma, Yarna kid, it’s fine with clothes on, once you take off your clothes, those muscles, tsk tsk, those lines, tsk tsk, that figure...

It can definitely make people's nose bleed, and its power is comparable to biochemical weapons.

Thinking of this, Su Che somewhat felt inferior. He is also a man, so why is there such a big difference.

Everyone is on the run, and I, the burden of being packed all the way, is disgraced, and Yaer is getting more and more powerful. Over the past few days, his image in Sucher's heart has been upgraded from a stupid boy to a shining and unstoppable attacker. Ke's god of war.

Although I don't want to admit it, but...

When being carried by this guy on his shoulders, do you really think that he is very reliable and gives people a sense of security?

Wiping off the sweat from his body, Sucher squatted down and began to overhaul Arslan's genetic armor, thinking about adding a function that could be used to intimidate people with the materials collected at hand.

He glanced at Arslan who was gulping water with some hesitation, and watched the guy's throat throbbing, and the water overflowing from the corner of his mouth flowed down his neck.

You bastard, you're obviously a disgraced bastard inside, why does he look so sexy.

"We are technical streamers who speak with our brains, so we don't need to compare ourselves with muscular men."

After consoling himself, trying to shift his attention to the genetic armor in his hand, Sucher decided to use facts to enhance the dignity of technicians.

"There seems to be something wrong with the No. [-] knife, please help me take a look." After drinking the water, Arslan walked up to Sucher, squatted down, and said in a good-tempered manner.

Sucher felt a hot air mixed with sweat, sunlight, and the strong smell of male hormones on the other person's body. He was a little uncomfortable. He opened the gene dish, followed Arslan's instructions, and checked with the tools on it. After a while, he shook his head: "The blade of No. [-] Knife uses part of the Leopard's gene. It has been worn out and has begun to shrink. It cannot be repaired unless it is replaced with a weapon insert."

Arslan frowned: "The No. [-] knife is the weapon I use the most."

Su Che stretched his waist: "Seeing how anxious you are, your little face is pale."

He pinched Arslan's face: "Hey, what are you afraid of? I have you, sir. The leopard doesn't have one. Just change the gene. But remember to warm my bed well, sir. I'll fix this broken one for you." It's hard work."

Arslan nodded solemnly: "No problem."

Sucher: "..."

He continued with a serious face: "There are also teachers living with their coordinators at the base. If you like, I can apply for a double dormitory."

Glancing at Su Che, he continued: "If you are not used to sleeping on the bed provided by the base, I can buy you a bigger one."

Sucher: "..."

Someone naturally fantasized about KINGSIZE's gorgeous big bed, and by the way, replaced the protagonist in some discordant scenes with the upright face of this guy in front of him...

Arslan was surprised: "Why do you have a nosebleed again?"

Alas, there is no way, in a highly tense environment, flirting with Arslan has become the best way to relax. Sucher also feels that his behavior has become much worse these days, but fortunately Arslan is not I hate it, and even seem to enjoy it, occasionally responding, it makes Suche, who thinks he is developing into a high level of hooliganism, fall to the ground.

In less than an hour, Arslan's genetic armor evolved successfully again, and the excessively worn No. [-] knife was replaced with a mighty