Data Wasteland

Chen Xing walked down the stairs, and the sound of gunshots and explosions became clearer and clearer.

"tumultuous……"

When I was approaching the third floor of the stairs, suddenly there was a whistling sound of objects rubbing against the air. Chen Xing's scalp was slightly tingling, and he immediately fell back. Then the fire flashed, and the heat surged in.

The instantaneous temperature was as high as a thousand, and the fire and rain flew down in the spirit sea. A black rune with a rough surface, like a granite rune, rises from the many runes, rotating from slow to fast

In a blink of an eye, a huge storm blew up with the rune as the center, and the fire rain was swept into the center of the storm and submerged in the rune. Gradually, the surface of the rune glowed red, bright and dark, showing the shape of veins.

In the slowly rising sparks, Chen Xing stood up, and his clothes were full of black smoke, part of which was carbonized, and the carbon dust fell like a thin line.

Ears buzzed, he shook his head, and gradually recovered from the vertigo, his steps were a bit erratic. Although he is not afraid of high temperatures, the shock caused by rockets cannot be avoided.

The gunfire outside continued, and Chen Xingmao got out of the stairs with her waist and moved against the stone wall. The Witch King was right in front of him, a shuttle of bullets hit the shield, arousing a large green glow.

From time to time, stray bullets flew in and landed on the wall in front of or behind him. Even with the perception of danger, he felt numb on his scalp and tried his best to speed up his pace.

Go straight for two hundred meters and finally avoid the main battlefield. After a while, he turned a right angle and entered the battle group's position. The mercenaries of the Black Skeleton were scattered among the stone sculptures, shooting at the Witch King not far away.

Assault rifles, sniper rifles, portable heavy machine guns, and rockets all flooded the Witch King.

"Go over there, don't squat together!"

A black skeleton mercenary with the appearance of a small captain shouted at Chen Xing. Chen Xingfu was scorched and unable to see his identity, the team leader regarded him as his own.

"I, I'm hurt." Chen Xing said with a dumb voice, pretending to be weak.

"Go, there is a medical team below."

The team leader pointed a direction, and Chen Xing nodded in greeting, and left quickly. After not taking a few steps, a green light flashed behind him. When Chen Xing looked again, the captain who was talking to him had disappeared, leaving only crimson lava and melting stone sculptures on the ground.

Continue to walk forward, and soon reached the top of the stairs, where a few black skeleton mercenaries were standing there, among them the deputy head Yang Ku. Chen Xing wanted to go down, but was stopped.

"I, I'm injured." Chen Xing repeated the old tricks, pretending to be weak.

The mercenary guarding the stairway took a look at Chen Xing and stepped aside. Chen Xing hobbled past them and walked down.

"Why haven't I seen it?

? "Yang Ku muttered, then frowned, and shouted at Chen Xing, "Stop!" "

How could Chen Xing stop, accelerate suddenly, and rush down. Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime. In this case, you cannot expect the other party to follow the rules. What's more, these people are criminals and their moral bottom line is very low.

"Catch him!" Yang Ku shouted and chased him down.

But as soon as he rushed out of the second-story stairwell, a hand stretched out from the side, and a hand hoop around his neck, and then a cold feeling stuck to his throat.

"Don't, don't be impulsive." Yang Ku paled with fright, raised his hands in a hurry, begging for mercy.

"Go, take me out." A low voice came from behind.

After a while, Chen Xing held Yang Ku back to the entrance on the first floor, kicked the opponent away, and turned back into the portal.

With a flash of brilliance, Chen Xing appeared in front of the tower. He was ordered to wait at the door to wait for his fire to look at him for several times before he recognized him.

"Injured?" Huozui asked with concern.

"It's okay, skin trauma." Chen Xing replied.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Chen Xing didn't stay too much, and directly returned to the camp of the Thunder Fire regiment with Huo Tsui. After resting for a few hours, Chen Xing said goodbye to Tienuo immediately when the trio resumed.

"Thank you for your attention during this period of time, and come to our 27th district as a guest when you have time." Chen Xing said with a fist.

"We are at the beach in the 39th district, and you can come and play when you have time." Huozui said with a smile.

"Be careful on the road, Head Chen Xing." Tienuo shook Chen Xing's hand firmly, and then sent him out of the camp.

At the same time, in a closed tent, the candlelight beating slightly. Three men stood at the table, facing the blue-haired man sitting on the table with crossed legs.

"The three of you follow and find a chance to start!"

"Huh?" "Start?" "This..." Rat, Tie Pao, and Xiong Ben looked at each other in amazement.

"That person should have gained a lot, and we need money now, so..." Shen Guangming stared at the three of them with a flat voice, "It's that simple."

"Chen, no, then, that person is pretty good." "Yes, over there with the commander..." "Will this be..."

The three of them shrugged off at the same time. Shen Guangming didn't speak, but looked at them quietly.

"No way, Army Master Shen, if we let the regiment leader know, we'll be over." In the end, the rat bit the bullet and finished speaking. For some reason, being watched by this gentle blue-blooded man, he felt very stressed, as if the mountains were pressing on the top and cold sweat came out unconsciously.

"

Those who make big things are unyielding. "Shen Guangming sat up straight and said with cold eyes.

The three people just feel more stressed.

"Shen Junshi, you, we brothers all agree to anything you say, but for this matter, forgive us..." Xiong Ben blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "You can't do it!"

"Yes, yes." Tie Pao hurriedly agreed.

"You..." Shen Guangming showed anger, he wanted to say nothing.

The rat said with a sad expression, "Shen Jun, don't embarrass our brother."

"I, we know that people don't do secret things!" "That despicable villain is talented!" Xiong Ben and Tie Pao said gruffly. The two of them are temperamental people. It would be nice to let them do things that violate the principle without getting angry on the spot.

Looking at the three people who strongly opposed, the anger on Shen Guangming's face gradually faded, his shoulders relaxed, as if to vent his sigh, then he closed his eyes and shook his head and said, "It seems that I'm the villain of Shen's character..."

"No, we didn't mean that." "Shen Junshi is for the good of everyone, we all know it." "Shen Junshi is a smart person, we are all rough, uneducated, don't care about us." The three of them comforted.

Shen Guangming waved his hands, as if sighing, and said, "I know that the three are all heroes. It really shouldn't be for you to do this kind of tricky business, it's just that..."

As he spoke, Shen Guangming suddenly turned pale, took out the handkerchief from his pocket, and coughed violently while covering his mouth.

"Ahem!"

The white handkerchief oozes a little bit of blue, like light-colored ink,

"Military strategist!" "Quickly, call for a doctor!" The three were extremely anxious, and Xiong Ben wanted to run out to shout.

"Don't, don't call someone..." Shen Guangming quickly grabbed Xiong Ben's hand. Due to his weakness, he was almost torn off the table. Xiong Ben stopped quickly, holding Shen Guangming with both hands.

"I, my time is running out, I just want to, I just want to look at you, and Tienuo, Tienuo..." Shen Guangming muttered to himself, his eyes were red, and Shen Guangming had no spirits in his eyes. Said, "Shen Junshi, don't say anything, let's do it, let's do it!"

"We must complete the task!" "Go!"

After expressing their stance, the three men stepped out of the tent aggressively.

"Rat, it's up to you." Xiong Ben said as he checked his weapon. His weapons are a pair of iron gloves and an assault rifle.

The rat squeezed its nose vigorously, then sniffed around like a hound, and finally pointed forward, "Over there!"

The direction he was pointing was exactly where Chen Xing left.