I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

A blood spurted out of the mouth, as if it was hit by a car in the chest, Aisha's petite body flew out and slammed into the wall. ¥f,. If she is not wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, she may be dead.

The blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and he endured the pain in his chest. Aisha didn't hesitate to slam on the ground and rolled to the side.

Almost at the same time, it was a bullet, almost rubbing her in her original position.

The splattered cement scraps brushed her cheeks, and the 12.76mm bullet left a deep pit on the floor!

Escaped from the area directly visible through the window, Aisha finally sighed, biting his teeth and tearing down the broken coat on his chest.

Even with the injection of genetic agents, bullets are equal for everyone.

Although the rifle's lethality is lower than the last level, the power of the sniper rifle is unquestionable. From the point of view of the damage of the ground, the other party is likely to use the anti-equipment sniper rifle Barrett m82!

The warhead was bounced off, but still left a crack inward on the polyethylene ballistic plate. The huge kinetic energy made Aisha only feel that the chest is like a car hit.

Xia Shiyu was completely scared and stumbled on the ground.

"Aisha"

"Don't come over, kneel!" See Xia Yuyu wants to come and help, Aisha hurriedly raised her hand to stop her.

The front armored recess was just on her sternum, which seriously affected her breathing.

I swallowed the blood from my mouth. She gritted her teeth and reached out to remove the polyethylene bulletproof board from her chest.

It was originally a one-off, and since it has been cracked, it doesn't make sense to hang it on the chest.

Taking a deep breath, Aisha calmly pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it at the window.

"When you stay in the same place, if you feel difficulty breathing, try to stick to the floor." Worried that Xia Shiyu stood up, Aisha said.

"Ok."

Suddenly squatting on the ground, the smoke has hidden the face that is full of horror.

Move the body. Aisha picked up Catherine's helmet and assault rifle and then returned to the window.

Pull out the lighter and heat the helmet, then Aisha uses a rifle to hold the helmet and slowly reach the window.

boom!

Almost just "outcrop". The helmet was bombarded by bullets.

Sure enough, is there thermal imaging?

Aisha frowned and looked at the door.

The other party apparently went to the sniper point she had just left. If so, the doorway must be within the scope of the sniper. Unable to move position, completely suppressed in this room.

Face sniper suppression in reality. This is still the first time.

What should I do

Taking a deep breath, Aisha squeezed the ghost sniper rifle in his hand.

The severe pain in her chest made her feel a little embarrassed, almost by virtue of her strong support, she did not faint.

The body temperature is getting cold and the consciousness begins to slow down.

Ep sparkles with a faint light.

I noticed that Aisha, who had an abnormality in ep, hesitated for a moment and reached out to open the ep.

Hidden genetic code:

Cold blood: Reduces the body surface temperature to the limit, and the life signal shrinks the dead object to achieve the effect of "stealth" from various non-optical reconnaissance equipment.

Side effects: Metabolic rate is reduced to the limit, affecting wound healing. Prolonged use may cause shock.

Gene hidden code? Eliminate the heat source?

Can you really do this?

No matter what, I can only gamble.

Taking a deep breath again, feeling the temperature drop to the limit and the heartbeat that slowed to the limit, Aisha slammed the rifle with a ghost and slammed the rifle.

The bullet did not fly, and her mouth raised a smile.

In the smoke, if there is no help from thermal imaging, the other party cannot see her.

The thermal imaging function on the scope is activated, and the cross is locked to the bright spot at a thousand yards.

"Goodbye."

Aisha pulled the trigger and the blood splashed in the lens.

"Get rid of it" muttered to himself.

at the same time. Her tight consciousness finally reached the limit.

The smoke began to dissipate, the sniper rifle slipped from her hands, and Aisha fell to the ground.

"Aisha!"

In the ear, I heard someone calling her name, but she couldn’t hear it anymore.

sleepy.

I really want to sleep.

Woke up from a coma. The old knife climbed hard from the ground.

"Look at his grandmother, this kid is really heavy."

Touching the pocket, the gun and the phone are in the pocket.

"This is a big problem."

I licked the cheek of Wu Qing, and the old knife squinted and sat down on the bench. The sky is completely dark, lying on the concrete floor for so long, presumably Jiang Chen that kid has run far.

Take out your phone. The old knife was given to Jiang Chen.

The voice of the announcer is heard in the ear of the user you are calling is not in the service area or is turned off.

"Is that expected to be?" The phone sighed with a smile and the old knife sighed.

Just then, his phone rang.

"Hey?"

"It's me, Miao Jun." There was a weak voice on the phone.

"Xiaojun?! Where are you now!" The old knife was shocked and asked quickly.

Although the sound sounds very embarrassing, it is indeed the voice of Miao Jun. The original old knife did not hold any hope, but did not expect him to escape from the hands of cia! If he sees the face of the agent, it will undoubtedly bring a turn for the deadlock situation.

On the other hand, although he did not say anything, he was really worried about the safety of this immature apprentice.

"I am in the suburbs"

"You must stabilize first! The address tells me, I will pick you up right away."

Asked the address clearly, the old knife rushed to his Santana, drove to the suburbs.

On the way, he reported to the headquarters the news that Jiang Chen lost contact and the news that Miao Jun was rescued.

For the news of Jiang Chen's disobedience, his superior Liu was silent for a moment, did not get angry, just told him to quickly go to rescue the Miao army escaped from the hands of cia. As for Jiang Chen’s business, he has sent other people to deal with it.

When the call was over, he almost reached the position that Miao Jun said.

The car was parked on the side of the road, the old knife pulled out the pistol and rushed into the alley.

Soon, he saw the Miao army leaning on the abdomen with his hand and leaning against the corner.

It was all bloody, and the face was covered with bruises.

Seeing this scene, the old knife suddenly raised a raging anger, and rushed to the side of Miao Jun, and put one of his arms on his shoulder.

"Look at his mother, don't let Laozi catch the rabbits." The person who looked at the cia tossed his comrades into this look, and the old knife suddenly roared.

However, just halfway through this, his voice suddenly froze.

Slowly, he moved his eyes down.

"why"

"No reason."

The blood on Miao Jun is fake, and the weak voice is also pretending.

At this moment, the blood on the old knife is true.

"Because of the money?" Looking at the dagger inserted in the abdomen, the expression on the face of the old knife was slightly bitter.

The gun slipped from his hand and was kicked open by Miao Jun.

Perhaps it is ashamed to answer this question, Miao Jun did not say anything, just silently added a knife in his abdomen.

"Want to make a fortune, why do you want to be a soldier?"

The **** foam on the upper part blocked some harsh words from the old knife.

In this nameless alley, the old soldier stopped breathing.

By leaning the "master" who had been working for only half a month in the corner, Miao Jun took a deep breath and forcibly pressed the shackles of his heart, took out the phone and car keys from his body, and then went to the Santana. Go.

For a million dollars, he has not earned so much money in his life.

As Zhang Youjie said, since it is always necessary to retire, what is the difference between early and late? (To be continued.)

Ps: Recommend this friend's book, the door of technology