Abyssal Wanderer

Chapter 36 NO.0024: White Blades and Zombies

All this happened silently...

In the basement, except for the echo of the head rolling down, and the sound of blood spurting from the broken neck, there was silence.

The gun in the "veteran's hand" was instantly pointed at the explosion-proof door on the steps. But there, apart from the headless body of the strong black man standing there, there was nothing strange about it.

Because under the shield of the silent realm, all radio communication devices would fail, and the veteran did not try to ask outsiders what happened in the teammate communication channel.

In fact, he also felt that there was a high probability that all the people outside would die.

So, there are unexpected masters?

he thought.

It can't be Booker. I have previously confirmed Booker's death through the "puppet circuit" placed in Raven-66. Or at least incapacitated—from the information he knew, it was impossible for the Aegis armed forces with a depth of three levels to be alive and kicking after being hit by a plasma bomb head-on.

And in Icarus, who has already been seriously injured, besides Booker, who else could kill everyone outside so quietly?

"Hahahahaha, I said it all..."

Hearing the laughter of the technician behind him, the veteran who didn't dare to look away, followed the direction of the sound, and swung his fist back to make the person shut up.

Hearing the sound of teeth being knocked out, the veteran asked in a low and threatening voice:

"If you don't want to die, tell me, are there other high-level adjusters besides Booker who are staying here?"

"Then you have to tell me what your mother does first!"

The man answered with a mouth full of broken teeth.

Negotiating conditions with this kind of person is a complete waste of my time...

"bump!"

Like a kick, the veteran kicked back without looking back. The enhanced explosive power kicked the man to the wall of the room like a cannonball.

A muffled hum came out of the man's mouth, followed by a moment of silence.

It seems that I can't laugh anymore.

It's just that such an act of venting anger is of no help in resolving the status quo.

There was only one exit in the entire basement, and he was trapped by the opponent.

He also laughed at Icarus's security measures for the universal printer before, completely hoping to keep the information confidential. And for those who know the information, that is simply catching a turtle in the urn.

But now, instead of being a turtle.

Considering that the Silent Realm's generator could be destroyed at any moment, and Icarus' reinforcements could return at any moment. It would be absolutely unfavorable for me to continue to stay in this stalemate.

So he must take the initiative to break the deadlock.

With the muzzle of the DB shotgun pointed at the door, he silently walked around the falling universal printer like a ghost, and came to the bottom of the stairs.

Stepping up the steps dripping with thick blood, the headless body of the black man was still standing on the steps at the door.

His vision was blocked by the corpse.

The veteran thought to himself.

In the next second, the corpse flew upside down towards his face as if being kicked away by someone.

Oops!

Steady his center of gravity, he lifted the fallen corpse away, and a icy and deadly cold light had already cut in front of his eyes.

"Clang!"

Raising his right arm, the Mantis Knife hidden in his forearm popped out in an instant, and it bit the serrated sharp blade directly into the sharp blade that wanted to split his head in two as if alive.

The invading blade was deeply embedded in the Praying Mantis Knife, but then broke off inch by inch.

Tsk...

Seeing that the blow he had used to cover up the corpse failed, Jiang Zhou gasped in his heart, while holding the Scorpio in his other hand, he shot immediately.

And almost at the same time, the DB-type shotgun in the hands of the "veteran" also aimed at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him and shot.

The two sensed each other's intention to shoot in an instant, and at the same time, the moment the opponent fired, they retracted their knives and made dodge movements.

Even if they are all adjustment people who strengthen the direction of body functions, their speed cannot be faster than a fired bullet or a high-energy pulse beam.

It's just that both of them seemed to have a premonition, and at the same time predicted the direction of the opponent's shooting, and within a few tenths of a second, they made the best path to dodge.

The pulse beam fired by the Scorpio brushed the veteran's neck, leaving only a shallow charred wound.

Most of the barrage that came out with the flames of the DB shotgun was avoided by Jiang Zhou with an awkward movement. However, in the narrow corridor, a small number of diamond pellets were buried in his left arm, and dense blood seeped on his sleeve.

"Bang bang bang—"

On the other side, on the steep stairs, he made such a large evasive movement that the old qualification instantly lost his balance and rolled down the stairs.

But on Jiang Zhou's side, even though he was enduring the pain of being shot in his left arm, he was still walking on the ground, and he adjusted his figure in an instant.

The balance bar strengthens the spine, and imitates the bionic prosthesis of the "balance bar" organ of dipteran insects to maintain balance, enabling adjusters to obtain an incredible sense of balance—even in places where there is no leverage in the air, they can Stabilize your body shape at any time.

Let alone on the ground.

Seeing the member of the Lobotomy Gang rolling down in embarrassment, Jiang Zhou immediately gritted his teeth, endured the pain and raised the Scorpio, aiming at the opponent's head, intending to take a shot.

"Crack..."

However, when the trigger was pulled, because the charging coil was still in the cooling stage, the Scorpio in Jiang Zhou's hand could only make a hollow clicking sound.

TMD, it's the three-second cooldown of Scorpio in high gear...

Realizing what happened, Jiang Zhou cursed inwardly.

Now he finally understands why Black Falcon-136 said before that the Scorpio pulse pistol can only be regarded as a difficult toy for the adjustment person.

Rolling all the way down the corridor, he fell beside his headless teammate. His body was covered in the blood of his dead teammate, and he readjusted his figure.

Immediately, he dodged a shot that Jiang Zhou lost his best chance with a tactical roll.

And that high-energy pulse beam just hit the universal printer on the side.

The opponent's adjustment and transformation have added an "edge enhancement device"!

After the first confrontation, both of them noticed this in their hearts at the same time.

Under the enhancement of the danger intuition of the edge enhancement device, in one-on-one combat, unless it is a sudden attack, the opponent has no room to dodge, or the caliber of the gun is large enough. Otherwise, it is almost impossible for ordinary firearms to hit the opponent at a medium or short distance.

In combat, firearms can only be used as a tool to restrict the opponent's movement, or to chase and make up the knife.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The muzzle of the DB-type shotgun chased and bit Jiang Zhou's body, which was about to leave an afterimage, and redecorated the wall next to the steps all the way. But until the entire magazine was emptied, except for the first shot, the scattered bullets did not hurt Jiang Zhou at all.

And Jiang Zhou, who rushed down to the basement, naturally couldn't give the opponent a chance to change the magazine again. Stepping in front of the opponent, the monomolecular samurai sword that had been self-healed in his hand slashed at the opponent's neck again.

Knowing that he would not have a chance to reload after being drawn closer, the veteran simply threw the gun in his hand as a throwing object towards Jiang Zhou's face. At the same time, his left arm also "clanged" With a bang, another praying mantis knife popped out.

Tilting his head to avoid the thrown pistol, the samurai sword in Jiang Zhou's hand bit into the opponent's mantis sword without any hesitation.

Accompanied by a series of breaking and cutting sounds, the serrated blade coated with matte paint and the monomolecular samurai sword gleaming with icy cold light exchanged dozens of rounds at a dizzying speed within a few seconds.

Almost every time there was a collision, the blade in Jiang Zhou's hand would crack and shatter like glass.

Almost every time there was a collision, the blade in the veteran's hand would be sliced ​​off a large piece of the blade.

If this hand-to-hand fight continues, I will win...

With the fragile and sharp monomolecular blade being shattered again, Jiang Zhou thought to himself as he opened the distance again and waited for the weapon to repair itself.

All the parts on the knife had automatically repaired the broken blade, and what he was holding in his hand now looked like a blank knife.

But the Mantis Knife protruding from the opponent's arm was already scarred and looked like wood gnawed by termites.

The opponent's stamina, balance and reaction speed are not as good as mine, only the strength is slightly stronger than mine...

Evaluating the information collected from the previous confrontation, Jiang Zhou judged.

More importantly, the mastery of using knives obtained by absorbing the tactical memory can fully crush the opponent's melee ability in terms of skills.

Where did this kid come from?

On the other hand, in the previous hand-to-hand combat, the veteran whose skull was almost chopped off several times was thinking profusely in sweat.

MD, the company dog ​​is really unreliable. It’s fine if the promised weapons are not delivered. Why is there still a problem with the information given?

It was agreed that Icarus has no opponents to fight. Is this a fool?

Is it possible that I want to use the last one too?

Thinking of this, Veteran gritted his teeth and charged forward again brandishing the Praying Mantis Knife.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Jiang Zhou swung his knife across again and immediately rushed forward.

If I continue to fight head-to-head, I will definitely win, but will the opponent really be so simple?

While sparring with sword moves at a speed that seemed dizzying to ordinary people, Jiang Zhou still had room to think carefully.

The Icarus path at depth 1 has comprehensively strengthened one's physical fitness, which complements the experience convolution of tactical memory. Coupled with the fact that his weapon is stronger than that of the opponent, it seems to be a matter of course that he can finally cut off the opponent's head.

But what is the strengthening direction of the opponent?

Is it just parts strengthening? What is there to pretend?

Even so, it shouldn't be so weak.

After sealing the exit of the basement, Jiang Zhou drove the opponent back again. And this time, he neatly cut off two fingers of the opponent.

Even a small character who was crippled by his crowbar before can show his high-frequency vibration blade and destroy his own weapon.

The person in front of him is most likely the adjuster of Depth 2, and it is impossible not to have a trump card.

But what would that be...

"Crack!"

It was Dazzling again, this time it was the Praying Mantis Saber that directly cut off the opponent's left arm, and the rest of the momentum even sank into two-thirds of the opponent's left arm.

It's a pity that the broken blade couldn't cut it off in one go.

Three more knives at most.

He didn't take the opportunity to pursue, and after pulling out the blade, Jiang Zhou waited for the broken blade to repair itself again.

"I have a proposal."

Holding on to the left arm that was about to break off, the man looked at Jiang Zhou and said anxiously:

"Let me get out of here and pretend that none of this happened, okay?"

"After you killed so many people?"

Jiang Zhou, who originally didn't intend to talk to the other party, couldn't help but answer like this after hearing this sentence.

When he came here earlier, the position used by the organization to defend the basement had been completely melted into a hell on earth by the plasma bomb.

He didn't even see a complete set of bones, only the ashes floating in the air.

"But you can prevent more people from dying for it, I actually planted a bomb here, if you..."

"Don't lie to me."

Jiang Zhou interrupted.

"Those of you who thought you had the chance to win before, it's impossible for you to do so much, and even if you installed a bomb..."

Jiang Zhou raised his blade.

"The children here have already been evacuated. If you have the guts, detonate it now, and I will go to hell with you!"

After finishing speaking, the bouncing power of the strengthened ligament made him step forward in front of the opponent, and directly slashed at the other hand of the opponent.

As if cutting the air, he cut off the other hand. At this moment, unless a machine gun can grow out of his mouth, the opponent will completely lose his fighting power.

But at this moment, a triumphant smile appeared on that person's face.

The strong black man whose head was beheaded by Jiang Zhou before got up again at some point.

The headless corpse, which should have been dead, charged towards Jiang Zhou's position like a bull with a catapult start of a 100-meter sprint.

And on the way of sprinting, his chest opened, revealing the small black box buried inside.

The box flashed red light rapidly.