Chapter 42 Under the Light of the Kingdom of Darkness
Anmasa is in a good mood now. He has just survived the mud hell. When the shield machine digs vertically downward, the fifty cubic meters of soil spray per second allows him to barely maintain the ultrasonic wave to crush the cavitation bubbles. He was almost caught in a mudslide and buried underground. However, the moment the TBM started to turn, the Argentinians knew that their opportunity had come. The tunneling speed slowed down to 30%, and the pressure was suddenly relieved. Anmasa was immediately eliminated. Ultrasonic cavitation, dragging the iron chain three times and two times, climbed onto the platform at the rear of the machine.
As long as he pressed his fingers on the shell of the shield machine, he could hear the conversation in the cabin through weak vibrations. It only took a few seconds for Anmasa to confirm the identity of one of the passengers: the assassination target of the Brotherhood, named Gu Tie's only chosen one, a look of ecstasy appeared on Anmasa's face. He didn't know where this dark tunnel led, but the narrow space deep in the heart of the earth was the most ideal battlefield. The chosen one It is absolutely impossible to escape from your own hands.
Brushing off the mud on his wrist communicator, Anmasa discovered that there was no radio signal received at all, which made him want to laugh. Radio shielding meant that he was temporarily out of the surveillance of the Brotherhood. The red double-headed eagle The tracker in the tattoo also didn't work. Neither the Speaker nor the Temple of Thorns Cross could find him. Of course, no one would come to claim credit. "Hey, hey, Belenko...the greatest achievement in the history of the Brotherhood." I will get it soon. Do you want to fill the vacancy of Lion Devoru and become the deputy deacon? It’s up to you. I want to reach the top in one fell swoop and get the top ten qualifications of the Round Table Council. Hahahaha ..." Anmasa laughed wildly and moved to the glass window. Through the cracks in the mud, he saw several blurry figures inside. He slowly opened his mouth and launched the first attack. The growths deep in his throat squirmed violently. Releases strong high-frequency sound waves.
The counterattack of the chosen one was something he expected. What Anmasa didn't expect was that the silver-haired girl among the enemies was coming fiercely. The snake-haired girl who was both offensive and defensive was clearly the ability of some kind of son of god. There are other places besides Lucifer that can create superhuman abilities, but the girl obviously doesn't know how to use her own weapons, and her several clumsy attacks are not threatening at all. The Argentine shoots an infrasonic bomb that blows away everything around her. He saw his target hanging on a chain, a weak and incompetent black-haired Chinese man who could only shoot randomly with a small pistol. Why would the Brotherhood bet all possibilities on such a weakling?
Anmasa figured out the situation. There were three enemies. One man was in the cabin. He had a repeating firearm, but he seemed to have little combat experience. The silver-haired girl and the chosen one were outside the cabin. Judging from the previous fight, both of them were insufficient. For fear of fear, a huge sense of satisfaction swelled in the Argentinian's body. It was completely different from the level of a perverted murderer like "Skull Crusher" Petrose. The screaming Anmasa was a man who hated blood. In his opinion, it was sticky. Plasma is a very disgusting thing. He will never kill an opponent with a knife or a gun unless necessary. What he is obsessed with is the expression on the enemy's face at the moment of death. When the sacred death is about to come, that kind of entangled fear, The complex expressions of despair, sadness, anger, relief and regret are the most mysterious and beautiful images in the world.
Yes, Anmasa loved the game of cat and mouse, and the longer the game went on, the more charming the expression on his death face became, like a wonderful broth that had been simmering for hours, days, weeks. Only time is the best ingredient to add flavor. He decided to destroy the shield machine, slowly torture the three people to death deep in the earth's core, and then dig a way back to the bunker with the heads of the chosen ones. A bullet failed to change Anmasa's mood in the game. He opened his mouth wide and screamed, using ultrasonic bubbles to crush all the enemy's attacks. He captured the pained look on the silver-haired girl's face with his eyes, "Very good, just scream like this." , Surrender, despair... Hehehe, this expression is really good, I can’t help but want to record it with a brush..." Turning around, Anmasa pressed against the outer wall of the TBM, and took out a stained envelope from his arms. In Niba's sketchbook, he slowly opened a page of drawing paper and dipped his fingers into the mud to start sketching.
In Anmasa's room at the headquarters of the Cross of Thorns Regiment in Nice, France, there are one hundred and forty-four sketches of portraits, each of which shows an Argentine using sand, blood, and mud on a bullet-filled battlefield. , painted with black ash burned into human bones. Whenever he returns to his room and looks around at the dying faces of the one hundred and forty-four deceased, Anmasa will feel a numb tremor coming from deep in his bones. , that was his proudest moment, one hundred and forty-four levels of multiple orgasms, "It's beautiful... such a great expression, just like that..." The mouth that expanded into the shape of a snake's kiss let out an ultrasonic scream, Anmasa Yu was talking to himself in his mind, and quickly sketched the outline of the silver-haired girl on the drawing paper, the small and straight bridge of the nose, the cold and sensitive eyes, the slightly pouted mouth and the scream that had not yet dissipated from his mouth. "Ahhh... it's coming, it's coming..." Numbness rose from the tailbone, and the Argentinian shuddered and couldn't help but want to moan.
"Buzz buzz..." The ultrasonic cavitation bubbles were eroding the tail of the shield machine, and the steel burst into powder amidst the violent vibrations. "Pfft..." A steam pipe was penetrated, and milky white steam spurted out. According to where Anmasa stood, position, it won’t take long for the first steam turbine to be destroyed. Once the two steam turbines and the central transmission system lose their function, the energy of the nuclear reactor cannot be transmitted to the shaft end, and the shield machine will stop moving forward. At that time, the only way to deal with The cat-and-mouse game came to an end when Anmasa's threatening mud flow stopped.
"Boom, boom, boom," several consecutive explosions lifted off large chunks of metal skin. The shield machine trembled and groaned, dragging billowing smoke and digging forward. The speed had slowed down significantly, and the pressure of the mud jet weakened. Gradually compressing the space at the end of the cabin to less than five meters, "Hey, it's time to enter the house," Anmasa raised his head and glanced, the silver-haired girl was still launching attacks again and again in vain, whether it was pistol bullets or that kind of strange Even the metal hair of her hair could not penetrate the wall of the ultrasonic bubble. The expression on her face dazzled the Argentinians, and the chosen candidate was hanging upside down under the chains and his life and death were unknown. "By the way, the body must be recovered and buried. There will be trouble in the soil," the guardian knight came up with an idea.
He moved down a little, ready to bend down and reach out to pull up the iron chain, "Now," at this moment, Gu Tie suddenly swung his body, threw a red steel bottle the size of a thermos bottle into the air, and then stretched out his arms, The woman's figure fell down and was hugged tightly by him.
"What the hell?" Anmasa saw the cylinder rising higher and higher. He couldn't help but feel alert, and expanded the range of the ultrasonic bubble. Most of his physical strength had been consumed, and he still wanted to save some strength to play with the silver-haired girl. However, his intuition of wandering between life and death all year round made him feel that this red bottle was very annoying. "After blocking the attack, use an infrasonic bomb to destroy this thing and stop the shield machine," An thought in his mind. Massa opened his mouth wide and screamed.
At this time, a string of hot bullets shot out from behind, "chug, chug..." The shellless depleted uranium armor-piercing bullet fired from Xiao Liping's assault pistol came out of the cabin and passed by Anmasa, completely cutting through a row of crumbling steel pipes like a chainsaw. Cut off, the Argentinian's hand flicked, and he found that the iron frame holding his body had been disconnected from the shield machine, and he was falling downwards, "Huh, what a trick... Even in a weightless state, I can still use sound waves to push back my body to move." , just fire an infrasonic bomb forward..." The knight smiled contemptuously.
"Bang," Gu Tie fired the last bullet in the gun, "hit...hit," in his distorted vision, the warhead flew towards the dark dome and turned into a faint beam of starlight. In a long half second, After the bell, a crisp metallic sound penetrated the noise wall and flew into Gu Tie's ear. The ruptured eardrum did not receive this weak message, but the Chinese's eyes lit up, and he bent up and hugged him tightly. Women, wait for the shock wave to arrive.
The warhead whirled and hit the outer shell of the cylinder, bursting out a handful of sparks, turning into a flat copper cake and flying away. The red paint on the bottle peeled off, creating a shallow crack. Then the high-pressure gas in the bottle quickly expanded the crack until It evolved into a powerful physical explosion. The explosion shattered the gap between the double-layered steel bottles, causing the powder in the inner and outer bottles to mix, and a second chemical explosion occurred immediately.
"Boom," everything happened in just a few milliseconds. The naked eye could only see a circle of pale pink explosion clouds steaming into the sky. A terrible hurricane swept across everything, and a huge air ball expanded from the mud. Anmasa narrowed his eyes. He took a deep breath and realized that the explosion had no power at all. He was completely unscathed. He decided to find a stable footing first, and then made a counterattack. He opened his mouth wide, and the proliferative body squirmed and emitted infrasonic bombs, but he suddenly felt a strange feeling. Attacked, the Argentinian felt something was wrong. What was wrong with his vocal cords or his physical strength? Why did the attack fail? No, it was because of the deep breath just now. It seemed that there was no air in his lungs at all. Could it be that... …
"...Aqiwei," roared with all his strength, Gu Tie threw the woman upwards with both hands, Aziwei stamped her toes on the iron chain, and shot into the air like an arrow. Her eyes were like this Cold, that was the absolute conviction that Anmasa's sketch could not convey. "Wait a minute, this expression is not beautiful at all..." the guardian knight sighed in astonishment.
"Brush," the silver hair on his head radiated light, which was the cold heat of the high-frequency vibrating platinum electrode. Anmasa launched the ultrasonic cavitation bubble again, but the scream disappeared. His most powerful and only weapon Taken away, he lost his voice.
Blood splattered, dirty sketches were scattered, and the guardian knight fell into the abyss.