The gunfire rang out, and the smoke was billowing. Zheng Jingfeng fell to the ground, staring at the leopard, looking at the two figures who were blocking his way and shooting at the wave after wave of robot dogs.
One of them even wore a police combat cap.
Their fighting style and behavior were so similar to those of Xie Ping and Zhou Muying back then, that he could see the souls of those two deceased people in an instant.
But when he took a closer look, he found that it was not.
The two who blocked the mechanical dog for him turned out to be... a "brutal kill"? ! !
Zheng Jingfeng was stunned and watched in astonishment as "Burst Killer" was using his equipment to continuously attack the mechanical dog. As the most powerful robots on the island, they are equipped with many high-tech lethal weapons. Even if their hands have been blown up, it is still no problem to deal with these robot dogs.
Among them, the violent killing robot wearing a police cap actually looked back at him and gave him a fist bump gesture.
In an instant, Zheng Jingfeng's mind seemed to be empty.
He murmured, uncertainly: "... Xie Ping?"
The slasher robot didn't answer him, its green eyes stared at him for two or three seconds, a mechanical dog rushed towards it, the slasher immediately sensed danger, turned around, the breastplate was open, and scorching rays were emitted from it, in a blink of an eye. Just cut the barking mechanical dog in half.
It's been two minutes.
They struggled for another two minutes.
Zheng Jingfeng wiped a handful of ashes, propped himself up from the ground, raised his gun again, and ran to the two violent killing robots. Immediately, he and the two violent killing robots became the standard three-pointed star battle mode. ! He was back to back with them, and one person was in charge of the shooting range at a 120-degree angle. The three of them cooperated, and there was no dead angle!
"This fucking... It's really incredible..." Zheng Jingfeng murmured, feeling like he was dreaming.
But what happened was real. He really formed a defensive team with two "rapid killing" robots, and the reason why he did so was because he received a fist bump from a police hat.
That was more than 30 years ago, he and Xie Ping and Zhou Muying agreed with each other when they were on a mission in Burma. The clenched fist represented the new defense formation of Sanmang. Under normal circumstances, Zheng Jingfeng would never believe it. He would definitely think it was a coincidence. However, the moment he met the robot's green eyes, he didn't know what touched him. cooperated.
What's even more terrifying is that he actually cooperated correctly.
Zheng Jingfeng yelled at the two statues behind him in the hail of bullets, "Is it you?... Is it you?!!"
The violent killing did not answer, and silently attacked and defended all around.
The gesture was changed again, and the fist became extended with three fingers.
—
"Three people fell low and attacked upwards."
Zheng Jingfeng's ears almost echoed the voices of Xie Ping and Zhou Muying when they discussed the secret code with him.
He lowered his body at the moment when the violent killing withdrew the hinted action, and the two "comrades" behind him also lowered their bodies without any accident. The mechanical dogs in the three directions were originally going to shoot flames at them, but because the three of them were timely They communicated with each other and lowered their bodies together. The flames did not burn them, but instead caused the three dogs to spray each other with scorching fire.
At this point, Zheng Jingfeng finally burst into tears.
No need to answer any more...
He knows who these two "rapists" are... He has already determined who they are...
But how can this happen
What are these "rapists"? ! !
In the center of the melee, the mood was ups and downs, and time passed very quickly. Zheng Jingfeng felt that he and his old comrades cooperated for a few rounds, and the door of the control room opened. Xie Qingcheng was clutching the Fengbo system that finally completed the data collection. He ran out of it and shouted at him, "Uncle Zheng! Go!!"
Zheng Jingfeng: "I can't—"
Before the word "go" was uttered, his shoulders were suddenly pushed in unison, Zheng Jingfeng turned his head in amazement, and quietly shook his head when he saw the two violent murderers.
The man in the police cap gave him a military salute—albeit without a hand.
The man without a police cap raised an arm in front of his face.
Although they lost their hands and the movements were not so easy for people to understand, Zheng Jingfeng understood immediately, because Zhou Muying had done this to him many times before, and it was a silent gesture.
Zheng Jingfeng was a man who hadn't cried much for decades. At this moment, tears had completely blurred his vision. He almost cried out, but he had to endure it.
"Uncle Zheng!!"
Xie Qingcheng shouted to him again, with obvious doubts and anxiety in his voice.
Zheng Jingfeng moved his lips, wanting to say something to the two violent killers, but in the middle of this distraction, a mechanical hound had broken through the line of fire and rushed up, the light in his eyes changed from green to red, about to shoot a lethal beam.
"boom!"
It's too late and it's too fast, just in this moment, Zheng Jingfeng came back to his senses, held a gun and shot a burst, hitting one eye of the mechanical dog, so one shot disappeared, and another shot obliquely rubbed. The side of his face was pierced out, and he directly hit the shoulder of the murderer who was wearing the police cap!
Zheng Jingfeng cried out, "Xie Ping!!"
This exit, when you realize that something is wrong, it is already too late.
Xie Qingcheng was in the command room and felt that the situation outside didn't seem right. After he came out, he saw that the two violent killers who had left the main control actually started to help Zheng Jingfeng kill the enemy. , until Zheng Jingfeng rushed out a sentence of Xie Ping at this critical juncture, which shocked Xie Qingcheng at once.
Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes wide in amazement, and his eyes instantly met the green eyes of the robot wearing a police cap.
At that moment, there was a sudden buzz in his mind.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered what the robot had done to him twice before - raising the damaged arm to his head. He originally thought that it was going to be stupid from Zoya's host control, but now he suddenly realized why he felt that this action seemed familiar, because this action is...
—
"Xiao Cheng, come here and give a military salute like your father."
At the entrance of the house, Xie Ping smiled and lowered his lower body, showing patience to Xie Qing when he was a child.
Xie Qingcheng: "Is that so?"
"Yes, it's a little clever ghost."
"Then you work hard, Officer Xie." Xiao Xie Qingcheng tried his best to raise his chest and said to his young father.
Xie Ping also returned a standard military salute to him without any perfunctory, and smiled and rolled his eyes: "Okay, thank you our little handsome guy."
"… "
He would do this with his father almost every morning when he was a child, and Zhou Muying looked at them with a smile.
How could he forget...
Why didn't he realize it? ! !
Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng were like being hit by an unseen monstrous wave, and stood on the spot for a while, completely unable to digest this fact.
"Data upload complete, five percent!"
At this moment, the Fengbo system on Xie Qingcheng's wrist issued a clear and cold reminder.
This data about the lives of thousands of people is still waiting to be sent back to the Shanghai headquarters. Although they can withstand it for a while now, the mechanical dogs are increasing continuously, and the damage to the "brutal killing" is also increasing. The more serious it is, once the violent killing falls, with the flesh and blood of Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng, it is impossible to resist such a crazy offensive.
Zheng Jingfeng refused to leave, and did not want to leave his old partner alone.
Xie Qingcheng's attachment to his parents is deeper than Zheng Jingfeng's. He is more shocked and wants to know the truth of all this, but Xie Qingcheng is a person who has suppressed his feelings for more than 20 years after all.
Once, if he did not control his emotions, he would fall into the abyss of mental Ebola disease and be consumed by death.
The long-term self-control has made him cruel and abnormal in his personal emotional containment, and that cruelty is not only for others, but also for himself.
How can a person be able to endure the pain and how much strength can he give up his emotions under such circumstances? To make the most correct choice
He is a living man, but he must live himself as a machine.
"Data upload complete, ten percent!"
Xie Qingcheng rushed forward and dragged Zheng Jingfeng, the firelight reflected the profile of the two of them, both of their faces had been stained dark and dirty with gunpowder smoke.
Xie Qingcheng saw that Zheng Jingfeng's eyes were full of tears. He was an old soldier in his fifties, but at this moment he looked like a teenager at that time.
"I can't go... that's... that's them... that must be them... you go, Xie Qingcheng, we'll block it for you... "
Xie Qingcheng didn't know if there were tears in his eyes like Zheng Jingfeng's. At this moment, all his senses seemed to be closed. He was like a living dead... He couldn't have a little bit of self, once he missed the slightest, he belonged to His own emotions, he will also collapse.
"You can see Lao Zheng, it's a robot... My parents are dead, you saw it with your own eyes." He clenched his clothes and whispered to him, "Let's go, Lao Zheng, we have to go. ."
"No, I can not… "
"You don't know... Xie Qingcheng... You don't know about me all these years... How many dreams have I dreamed of them escaping from the Burmese rainforest with me over the years... We ended up lying on the grass... Not a single one of them... " Zheng Jingfeng's string that has been stretched for decades seems to have finally broken at this moment, he wailed, "There is no shortage of one!!"
"Then are you going to die with them?!!"
Xie Qing shouted angrily.
The mechanical dog rushed into the air again, and Xie Qingcheng saw the sound of this angry shout, and a mechanical dog rushed over from Zheng Jingfeng's side and rear - that position was originally guarded by the "Xie Ping" robot, but " "Xie Ping" robot suffered a lot of damage and could no longer respond to the enemy as quickly as before.
At a critical juncture, Xie Qingcheng grabbed Zheng Jingfeng and threw him to the ground. At the same time, the mechanical dog shot out a laser beam and stabbed it diagonally against Xie Qingcheng's back...
In an instant, blood splattered!
Zheng Jingfeng's face turned pale: "Xiao Xie!!"
Xie Qingcheng groaned in pain, his police uniform was torn, dazzling blood gushed out, a strong smell of iron oozes out of the air, and there is a scorching smell of burning flesh.
"Data upload complete, 15%!"
Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!! Lao Zheng, go! Have you forgotten? You said, this time your teammate is me!!"
Zheng Jingfeng was shocked.
"It's me, not my parents! Team Zheng, let's go!!"
The voice of this young man, this young blood, finally brought back the half-old man's rationality. As soon as the light and shadow in Zheng Jingfeng's eyes gathered, he immediately stood up and said in a trembling voice, "You are right... You are right...!! Little Thanks, we're leaving... we're leaving!"
He got up and even helped Xie Qingcheng up with a frame.
Xie Qingcheng: "I still have the last flash bomb in my gun. Your marksmanship is good. Take it and make a way. We must not be caught until all the data is uploaded."
"Okay… "
The blood-stained hand held the gun presented by Xie Qing. Zheng Jingfeng wiped the blood and tears in front of him. He raised the muzzle and aimed at the wave of mechanical dogs ahead.
boom! !
A shot was fired, illuminating the night.
The flash bomb is like a sword that cuts through the waves, and in an instant, it rushes out of a scorched black life in the dense sea of mechanical dogs - this is the time!
Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng slammed into the past, breaking through the hard-won, not yet closed blood road.
At the last moment, Xie Qingcheng quietly glanced behind him from the corner of his eye—
Those two tall "slayings", behind them, resisted more mechanical dogs for them. They were fighting, and in the blazing fire, they looked like those two old friends who could never come back. …
Xie Qing's heart was cut like a knife, and he turned his eyes away. The endless explosion flames and robbery ashes were reflected in his eyes, and he rushed towards the dark forest.
"The data upload is complete, 20%!"
The speed of the mechanical dogs is very fast, and normal humans must run them, so while the violent killing is delaying them, they must distance themselves from them as much as possible.
The two ran wildly in the dark forest. Xie Qingcheng used the hearing of the No. 2 Ebola patient to judge the situation of the pursuer.
One minute... two minutes...
Zheng Jingfeng could no longer hear the specific noise behind him.
Five minutes, six minutes...
A loud mechanical explosion!
Xie Qingcheng's footsteps paused, at this distance, only he could hear the sound.
This is... The movement of the "Burst Kill" robot when it was completely blasted and destroyed...
Xie Qingcheng felt that a certain part of his heart seemed to be destroyed.
Dad... Mom...
Zheng Jingfeng: "What's wrong?"
"...It's nothing, run again, it's still a little bit."
Xie Qingcheng held back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, and closed his eyes forcefully.
"The data upload is complete, seventy percent!"
ten minutes... eleven minutes...
"boom!"
The second explosion was loud.
He knew that the other "Burst Kill" finally couldn't resist the madness of the mechanical dog, and fell into the sea of steel fire...
"Those mechanical dogs will catch up soon." Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth, "One more thing... we can't stop... "
As if beating the drums of war for them, the Fengbo system counted again.
"The data upload is complete, 90 percent!"
Victory is coming...
Although Xie Qingcheng heard that the hound had caught up behind him, and it was getting closer and closer at an alarming speed, the value on his wrist was also moving for a moment, 91%, 92% , ninety-three percent, percent—
"wrong!"
Xie Qingcheng suddenly shrank his pupils and shouted to Zheng Jingfeng, "Get down!!"
Zheng Jingfeng reacted very quickly and immediately did as he did, only to hear a few gunshots, sweeping the running track of the two and brushing past them, thanks to Xie Qingcheng's good hearing, which made them escape in a thrilling way.
But Xie Qingcheng's hearing processing is not without its upper limit. He was so focused on listening to the pursuit behind him that he realized that someone thousands of meters ahead were rapidly approaching them.
That person did not come on foot. She rode a mechanical heavenly horse and flew down from the night sky like a spirit in Western European mythology, with a very soft voice, and arrived in front of the two in an instant.
It was a beautiful Slavic woman with waterfall blonde hair, amazing blue eyes, and amazingly cold.
She was holding a gun in her hand, and the bullet just now was fired at them.
Without even an introduction, Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng knew immediately that she was...
Zoya! !
"The data upload is complete, 97%!"
"There won't be one hundred." Zoya said this in Russian quietly. Neither Zheng Xie knew Russian, but they couldn't understand what she meant.
Zheng Jingfeng said softly to Xie Qing: "I'll hold her, Xiao Xie, there are still three percent, we must—"
"Xie Qingcheng, Zheng Jingfeng. Your actions are over."
Suddenly, the second Pegasus flashed wings like giant wings of death, covering the cold moonlight, and swept to Zoya's side. At the same time, the Feng Bo system on Xie Qingcheng's wrist suddenly flashed twice, sending out a system warning that was very terrifying to the two of them.
"System blocked, transport connection... disconnected...!!"
Xie Qingcheng raised his head abruptly and met the eyes of the man who was sitting on the next horse.
Those almond eyes were cold and indifferent, without the slightest warmth of the past.
He Yu, dressed in Mandela's dark-black military uniform, straddled the cold mechanical warhorse with his military boots on the stirrups. He raised his left hand wearing a black half-finger tactical glove, made a command motion, and then looked down at Xie Qingcheng, who was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood. At the same time, the mechanical Tianma opened the chest weapon device box, and a black muzzle sight turned to Xie Qingcheng.
He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's face: "You lost. My professor."