[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Chapter 9

Yimulian has no impression of the woman in front of him.

With flowing black hair and lips as red as flames, a woman quietly appeared behind him, leaning lazily and sexy against the wall.Her lips parted lightly, and if it wasn't for the obvious murderous intent in her eyes, it would almost make people think she was flirting.

She also mocked loudly: "Mr. Yimulian, the quality of your guards is not very good."

Her tone of voice is very distinctive, yin and yang, and you will never forget it, not like people of this era.The sound of her entering the door was very soft. At that time, Yimulian was busy rummaging through boxes and cabinets. He never thought that there would be an unexpected visitor at this time, but he reacted quickly, grabbed the bedside lamp, and smashed it mercilessly.

——Although it was only the first time we met, there are very few people who have the ability to defeat or bypass the guards at the gate and come in.This is completely different from the concept of reporters sneaking in secretly. This woman's reaction is so confident, she must have walked in with her head held high.

The woman moved away calmly, her bright red nails drawing a frighteningly long trace in the air.The expensive bedside lamp shattered behind her, its bulbs flickering, blasting a flash of lightning.

Yimulian remembered the guide who was killed in the prison car, and became alert: "People from the Federation?"

"Mr. Lian, it's not a good habit to ask questions knowingly." She didn't intend to explain much, took out an object from the pocket of the big red coat, and threw it at him.As soon as the thing came into contact with the air, it began to emit turbid gas, and he was shocked at the first glance. He was not careful enough to put a gas mask in the bedroom.

The thing thrown out is not tear gas, but a military artificial pheromone specially used for guides, so that the measurement of filling one ammunition is enough to numb a guide who is even addicted to drugs!

—Give up resistance!

A spiritual suggestion was input into his mind, and he could hardly control his hands and feet.But he quickly broke free from that restraint, racing against time to push open the only window for ventilation.The woman didn't let his struggle succeed, and another thunderbolt hinted at him-you are safe now, relax, relax.

Yimulian quickly took out a spare pistol from the dark compartment at the bottom of the bedside table. He wanted to shoot at the woman, but the woman's figure was already hidden in the turbid smoke. He fired several times in suspicious directions. Didn't hit.

The woman gave a meaningful "oh".

The reason Yimulian was able to react so quickly without being under the control of the other party was that the words that the woman instilled into his mind were in Marshal Huang's voice.

Guides from outposts have received special training, and they will be more resistant to hints from familiar people.

"The rumors are actually true. You are really not married." She threw a few bombs over intermittently, and a bedroom almost became a cave: "Young people are always so self-righteous and loyal. But it's good, save me One thing."

what's up?

It's not good to scream at Yimulian, I just think that Huang's end may also be in danger.

The woman knew that she couldn't let Yimulian have a chance to take a breather to expand the mental barrier, and that would definitely be the beginning of a head-on counterattack-she knew the purpose of coming here, but she still didn't show mercy, and she seemed to be carrying a big bag. The dynamite all died together.She can easily lead Yimulian to the sniper position by the window, but what she wants is to capture him alive.

It's not easy.

She carries quite a few bombs, though her abilities don't depend on them.This time she took out a real grenade and threw it out, sincerely mourning the luxury accessories in this room for a second.

It is difficult for Yimulian to react better when he has already seen the grenade fall to his feet. The sound of "Dididi"'s death warning is deafening. Open, as soon as Lei left his feet, he exploded at his feet, almost turning into flames roasting wings.

The grenade is powerful, but its range is not wide. It is the most popular photon grenade for assassination on the battlefield. It can cut a big hole in the wall without making a sound.

He gasped for the rest of his life, and fired another shot in the direction of the woman.

The wizard civil war is actually very difficult to fight the bayonet, most of the enemies will not let you get close to a certain range.After layers of thick smoke, the woman had no choice but to dodge his aim. Taking advantage of her dodging gap, Yimulian finally seized a moment of respite, unfolded the mental barrier, and kept those chaotic mental hints out of the barrier. Time can't affect him anymore.

He has confidence in his barrier.

"What is your purpose?" He asked again when the situation changed.

Women are very smart and know that talking is also an opportunity that can be used-waiting for Yimulian to relax his vigilance is the time for her baby bomb to appear on the scene.

Her throat was thirsty, and she wanted to put on the lipstick made of human body fat again: "Hehe...you have already guessed why I kept you for so long, and what I want is to capture you alive."

"What is the Federation planning?"

"Hey, how can I answer this question. Take a good look at your position, Mr. Lian."

Yimulian took a step back subconsciously, but there was nothing on the ground.Just when he thought she was just alarmist, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, which was quickly confirmed.At some point, a thick choking smoke mixed into the artificial pheromone thrown by the woman. The colors of the two smokes were so similar that he almost ignored the change!

"Hey, you found out. I set the carpet on fire when I entered the door, but it's only now burning up, and it's already very slow." The woman counted the bullets in his pistol: "It's the last shot, right? Take good aim , Aim at my head. The helicopter is here, right above your head, work hard, don’t fall short.”

Yimulian ignored her provocation and became calmer: "What's your purpose in capturing me alive?"

The woman sneered: "There are so many words, you will know if you go there!"

The mental barrier has been established, and the two guides are at a stalemate. In terms of the number of hot weapons, she is definitely dominant.But she didn't dare to rush forward rashly, she was very vigorous with a long glance, and the photon mine couldn't hit anyone because it was too far away.

—then get closer, close enough to use your own bombs!

Yimulian clenched the gun in his hand, and his intuition told him that this would be a last stand.

He suddenly wanted to make a phone call from Huang, obviously the woman was very close to him, but he still wanted to.He hit the woman hard with the butt of his gun - it was a funny thing, he just wanted to press the phone number, but the woman thought he was pressing the mine code under which brick, and was frightened for a while.He didn't want to take this opportunity for nothing, and when he threw it down, the woman laughed even more strangely: "You can't escape the bomb of death..."

Her sharp laughter permeated the whole building, the phone was connected, he immediately muted the phone, and there was a very plain "Where are you" from the other end, and he hung up the phone after listening.

The wilderness is very safe.

He had no time to waste any more time, because the woman lightly raised her hand, and a wave of photon mines flew towards him again. He jumped back and rolled around on the bed just in time to avoid the thunderstorm. The scope of the narrow, narrow brush with death.

He braced himself for the noise of the helicopter getting closer.

"Stupid man."

Suddenly someone stopped him.

Huang never expected to meet Jinyu Ji here.The little girl yelled at him intermittently: "Don't forget who you are!"

She got out of the well cover, and suddenly appeared at the foot of the desert without a sound, with a head popping out, as if she had traveled through a thriller novel.She held Huang's foot, her voice trembling: "Silly old man, don't make mistakes! Quickly remember who you are, he is going to die!"

"He's going to die. You're going to die too!"

Running all the way, Huang was sweating profusely, how could he have time to take care of this underage brat.Fortunately, she let go of her hand quickly, and went back into the sewer again, leaving only the sentence "he is going to die" frozen in the air.

"who is he?Obviously there is only one answer.

Huang knew that the appearance he ran over along the way was far from the image he usually portrayed. He didn't care about those things at all. He had died once, not to mention running to the place compared to transferring another helicopter from the military headquarters. faster!The special forces have already been dispatched, and they should be rushing to the northern area through the undersea channel at this moment.There is not much time, and I must arrive first.

A group of refugees stood at the gate of the community. These high-ranking officials and dignitaries saw that the next door was on fire, and immediately fled to seek refuge. They didn't even think of going to help rescue.Huang pushed them away, and there were several corpses lying in the police room, all of which had been bombed as badly as the guide in the prison van.

A terrible thought clamored in his mind.

He has always been in the more dangerous position, and he never thought about what it would be like if something happened to that person.

He saw the hovering helicopter, and someone in the helicopter lowered the rope, as if trying to pick someone up.He brought a gun with him, a retro P1911, enough for self-defense.He aimed at the rope and knocked it down with two shots. While breathing a sigh of relief, he saw Yimulian whose shirt was stained red with blood.

His heart twitched.The entire villa has been engulfed in flames, and it is impossible to get in and out. The only way out should be the helicopter.

The bullets have been used up, and there is no way to retreat, it is unrealistic to forcibly smash the mental barrier of a woman - I have used up all my strength, and I have missed the best chance to kill with one blow... and the woman's bomb is like It was found in a different dimension world, and there are so many hidden in that military coat.

The fire had spread to the top floor, and Yimulian felt his whole body was burned, and the thick smoke choked his nostrils, but he couldn't adjust the control of the five senses like a sentinel.

"Your sweetheart is here, hehe, but he has cut off our only way out, what should we do?" The woman laughed viciously, without any fear of facing the threat of death.

"He won't, it's your back that will be broken." Yimulian straightened his back and slowly retreated to the edge of the roof.

All military helicopters carry RPGs and machine guns. Once the federal people find that they are at the end of their rope, what will they do with machine guns?

Fortunately, Huang didn't give the people on the helicopter a chance to think about what to do next. There are a total of 1911 rounds in the P15 magazine, only 2 of which were used just now, and the remaining 13 rounds were all shot on the main propeller of the helicopter parked in the air.The propeller was on fire, taking advantage of the people on board who were too busy to take care of themselves, Huang shouted: "Get down!"

What does it mean to say that to a person standing on the fourth floor without any fall protection downstairs?

But Yimulian didn't look forward and backward again, but jumped down without hesitation.

Even if it is not the fourth floor, even if it is an abyss, he will not hesitate.

——Look, it is your back that is broken.

He watched the woman's distorted face disappear from sight, and the warm falling wind encouraged him.He even fell with his back to the ground, he didn't need to look.

Obviously there is only a spiritual connection, but the trust engraved in the bone will never be erased.

A pair of big hands caught him, the height of the fourth floor and the weight of a human being fell with the acceleration of gravity, and the speed and momentum when it reached the ground could not bear to count at a glance.For ordinary people, there is a high probability that this catch will not be successful. The person who falls will probably break the opponent's arm, and it is even more likely that both of them will fall to the ground...but this is his sentinel.

Mighty sentry!

He heard the sound of dislocation of bones, the familiar muffled sound, and the familiar embrace.

He stopped falling.

tbc

*Let’s talk about the perspective of the villains, because many familiar people are on the side of the Federation.

The war is centered on the country, and the national interest is the highest. Although it is the same as the previous article, people with names and surnames will not die, but what the villains (people from the Federation) do must be centered on the interests of the Federation. What they mean is that they are just doing the most correct thing from their perspective.

The woman in this article is Hongye, everyone can guess it, don't hate her, the villains all have their own difficulties, and there is only one person who really wants to take the blame!