Data Wasteland

"A group, ready to skydive!"

A few hours later, the police brought three aluminum material boxes and parachute bags. Jones King and the others carried things on their backs and gave Chen Xing a thumbs down before parachuting. Chen Xing was also not welcome, and went back with a middle finger.

Two hours after one set of skydiving, two sets of skydiving, then three sets.

"I'll wait for you below." The man with a dirty smile turned his head, licked his lower lip at the woman in the corner, and was pushed down by the two guards.

The woman jumped last. After carrying something on her back, she rolled up her sleeves, exposing her copper-colored arms, and lifted the hood back. A capable chestnut short and medium hair spread out, and then a familiar face.

It turned out to be A Qiaomu!

Chen Xing's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh that the world is so small that he could even encounter this. More than two months have passed since the last goodbye. Her strength seems to have risen a lot, the exposed copper-colored skin has become healthier, shiny, and her muscle lines are clearer and smoother, full of explosive power. And her figure seems to be more plumper, with her lordosis and back warping, full of sensuality.

The vigilance in Chen Xing's eyes was that the other party killed her companion Danny who had always liked her for money. She was a cruel, ruthless and unjust poisonous woman.

A Qiaomu glanced at Chen Xing, his expression was a little cold, and he did not see any surprise or kindness from his acquaintances. He didn't say hello until the end, turned his head without saying a word, and jumped out of the cabin.

A few more hours later, it was Chen Xing's seventh and last set. The two punks looked at him at the same time, looking up and down, as if evaluating his strength, and looked very unfriendly.

Chen Xing felt the danger, and took the lead in carrying the aluminum box and parachute bag. In the case of mutual hostility, the party who landed first has the advantage.

"You are the last."

Unexpectedly, the police stopped Chen Xing and let the two punks jump first.

"Haha!" "Goodbye!" "You are dead!"

The two punk laughed triumphantly, made a grimace at Chen Xing, and were pushed out by the police.

Chen Xing quickly followed and stood on the edge of the hatch. The strong air flow made people's hair flying and clothes hunting.

"The princess greets you."

The policeman next to him suddenly leaned forward, put his shoulders on him, and whispered something. Before Chen Xing could react, he was pushed off the floating boat by the opponent.

The airflow kept rising, making it difficult for him to open his eyes. What did this sentence mean, he was shocked, is there something wrong with the parachute? He touched the pull tab of the parachute bag with his backhand. He was now at a high altitude, and he would float far away when he opened the parachute, but he couldn't care about that much now. He grabbed the tab and pulled it hard.

The feedback force on the hand is very light, like pulling a thread, pulling out half of the cloth rope.

Damn it!

Chen Xing couldn't help cursing, the parachute was tampered with and could not be used. In an instant, huge despair enveloped my heart. The upper level wants to deal with him, it is really simpler than pinching an ant to death, and it can drive him into desperation by just doing some tricks.

It is thousands of meters high in the sky, he doesn't have a parachute, what else can he do!

His head seemed to stagnate, and fragments of his life flashed before his eyes one after another. Maybe die again, and you can travel to the past. Don't mess with that demon this time, pack up the package and run quickly.

To be honest, he still doesn't want to die, and there are two lovely women waiting for him, one is warm and soft, the other is tender and soft, and if you die, you can only make others cheaper...

In a blink of an eye, he saw two small black spots under his feet, one thought

His head flashed through his mind like lightning.

You can grab it without a parachute!

In desperation, he saw a glimmer of life. Those two punks parachuted ten seconds earlier than him, and they were less than two hundred meters away from him according to the acceleration of gravity. As long as he can catch the opponent before landing, he will survive.

He made a decisive decision, abandoning the material box and the parachute bag that could not be opened, twisting his body in the air, head down, and hurriedly approaching the small black spot. His hands and feet are close together, and his body is streamlined, which greatly reduces the air resistance.

150 meters, 125 meters, 100 meters...

He approached little by little, the little black dot gradually expanded into a figure, and then he could see the clothes and packages on his body.

90 meters, 70 meters, 50 meters...

At this moment, he saw the pink cockscomb punk's hand grasping the pull ring of the parachute. Immediately varicose arms, ready to pounce.

Just at this moment, the cockscomb head looked upwards with a ghostly look, and suddenly his face was dumbfounded.

"Hoop!"

As if frightened, the pink cockscomb head shook his hands, and the parachute was pulled apart. In the next second, Chen Xing fell against the unopened cloth ball at high speed, and clasped the former's waist. Only a "bang" was heard, the parachute was fully opened, and the fall stopped abruptly.

Chen Xing's arm sank, hooping the opponent's waist tightly.

"what!"

The pink cockscomb head yelled and grabbed back with both hands indiscriminately.

"Be honest!" Chen Xing turned sideways to avoid scratching, grabbing the opponent's belt with one hand, and hitting the opponent's waist with a punch. The cockscomb head was also a ruthless person, and he immediately regained his composure and didn't struggle indiscriminately.

Chen Xing grabbed the aluminum box behind the cockscomb head and pulled it hard, tearing the back strip. The aluminum box tumbled and fell.

"My gun!" Cockscomb cried out in pain. Immediately afterwards, Cockscomb seemed to react and began to untie his belt.

The reason why Chen Xing unloaded the other party's box was because he was afraid that the other party would do this. Pulling with both hands, crawling upwards, grabbing the opponent's shoulders, and then pinching both feet, firmly hoop the opponent's waist. In this way, the other party can't get rid of him anyway.

"Don't move!" Chen Xing freed a hand and slammed a fist on the temple of the comb. Cockscomb became honest immediately and begged him for mercy.

"Don't, brother don't..."

Thinking of the other party's clamor before parachuting, Chen Xing kept doing or not, slamming his fists on his temples one after another, and directly fainted the cockscomb head.

The parachute descended slowly, and finally landed on a flat open space under Chen Xing's operation.

The ground was full of black dust, and when the two fell to the ground, they rolled into a ball of black coal. The cockscomb head was lying on the ground, Chen Xing ignored it, and got out of the parachute, looking for the aluminum box that had just fallen.

He didn't kill the cockscomb head, after all, he survived on other talents. Regardless of whether the opponent is willing or not, he is also embarrassed to cross the river and demolish the bridge immediately to kill the opponent.

In addition to the pink cockscomb head and the blue cockscomb head, he must find a weapon as soon as possible, otherwise he will be in danger if the other party finds it.

The aluminum box with pink cockscomb head is not far away. The box fell open and various things were scattered all over the floor. At this moment, he saw the blue cockscomb head a few hundred meters away.

"You are dead!"

The Blue Cockscomb also spotted him, yelled and ran towards this side, and shot while running. Fortunately, the opponent used a pistol, which had a limited range and could not hit him.

Chen Xing searched quickly and found a pistol among the rocks everywhere. It was an M1911 produced by Ximu Industry in the Western Continent. Then he found the magazine seven or eight meters away, wiped it on his body, and inserted the gun case with a "click".

"Clang, clang..."

Bullets flying in the distance hit the rocks around him, sparking sparks. Turning his head to see, the blue cockscomb head ran more than a hundred away, Chen Xing held the gun in both hands, half-kneeled on the ground to fight back.

"Boom boom boom!"

Chen Xing's marksmanship was much more accurate than the opponent's, and the second bullet hit the target. The blue comb head leaned back and fell to the ground. Chen Xing immediately turned and ran in the direction of his aluminum box.

Just now at high altitude, he had clearly seen the surrounding terrain and knew the approximate location.

The blue comb head rolled up, looked at the direction Chen Xing was fleeing, hesitated for a moment, turned his head and ran towards his companion.

It didn't take long for Chen Xing to find his supplies box. Fortunately, the box fell in a black bush and was not broken. After dragging the aluminum box out, he saw two cockscomb heads running towards this side as soon as he started the fight.

He only had time to take out the scabbard and ripper, and the bullet came. The sniper rifle and assault rifle were disassembled, and there was no time to assemble them.

"Shoo..."

The stray bullet flew by, and he quickly found a half-person-high black stone as a cover and hid behind to fight back.

"I'm going to kill you!" "Take it to death, there are two of us!"

The two screamed while rushing over. When the bullet hit them, blue light appeared, and they seemed to be combat-type, majoring in psychic armor. The first skill that most psionic awakeners learn is psionic armor, which can greatly increase the survival rate in battle. Accurate shooters like Chen Xing who specialize in energy storage shooting are still in the minority.

Chen Xing aimed at the blue cockscomb head, concentrated his energy, and poured psychic energy. The best way to deal with psionic armor is to use stored energy to shoot. Just like the spears and shields in ancient wars, they restrained each other.

After a few seconds, blue flames spewed out.

"Boom!"

The blue cockscomb head collapsed. At the same time, the pink cockscomb head had rushed to 20 meters away, and it was too late to accumulate energy again. Chen Xing fired several shots, consuming the opponent's psychic armor, and then greeted him with a sheath knife in his hand.

The pink cockscomb head grabbed the half-meter-long Mitsubishi spines and rushed forward. Chen Xing's "唰" knife, issued Juhe Zhan.

The invisible sword energy swept across the chest of the pink cockscomb head, and the blue star sand splashed like sparks.

"Dead!" exclaimed the pink cockscomb head, stabbing Chen Xing's shoulder.

Chen Xing launched a trio instantly, tripled the speed, let the Mitsubishi spines sideways, and kicked the opponent's calf. The pink cockscomb head lost weight and fell forward. Chen Xing stepped on it, grabbed the long knife with both hands, and slammed it down.

He has let him go once, which is interesting enough.

"puff!"

The blade entered the flesh, and blood spattered out. The tip of the knife penetrated his chest and nailed the opponent to the ground. Chen Xing squeezed hard, and the people under him lost their movement.

Turning his head to see, the blue cockscomb head was staggering up. Perhaps it was realized that he was powerful, and the opponent got up and turned around and ran away. Chen Xing drew out his pistol, concentrated his energy, and launched an energy-storage shooting.

"Boom!"

Lan Yingying's bullet came out, opening a blood hole in the chest of the blue cockscomb head. The fragments of the organs sprayed all over the floor, and the blue cockscomb head knelt forward with both knees, and slowly fell down.