Ember Gun

  Chapter 714 The Last Journey

  The remaining Templar knights stood firmly on a bell tower. They blocked the upward path, raised their guns, and kept firing at the bottom, shooting down all the demons who were trying to climb up the wall.

  Everyone has fear, everyone is worried, they are exhausted, and there is not much ammunition left.

  Looking up, the entire Feilengcui was caught in a raging war, like the end of the day, except for the wailing, there was nothing left under the night sky.

   "I... we are almost out of ammunition."

  A Templar knight retracted his body, sat down against the wall, holding the gun in his arms, shivering.

  The other Templar knight trembled, and slowly stretched out his palm, revealing several bullets.

   "Those monsters grind their teeth and **** blood and are greedy and sexual... They will tear us up alive, dismember our bodies, and eat us up little by little, even without bones."

He stared at the bullet in his hand, his voice became more and more hoarse, and at the end he couldn't say anything. He could only stare at the surface of the bullet with a dull gaze. On the brass-colored smooth shell, he was vaguely reflected. Distorted face.

   There was a clear sound coming from outside, like something sharp, penetrating the wall, and squeezing against the gravel, making a fine and sour sound.

  The sound of deep breathing was hovering in my ears.

   "They are here."

  A Templar knight stretched out his hand, took a bullet from the raised palm, filled it with the gun, loaded it, and then pressed the muzzle against the lower jaw.

  Large drops of sweat mixed with dirty blood flowed down, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and some unintelligible words were mumbled in his mouth.

  He can't stand this kind of **** anymore, instead of being devoured by demons, he is more willing to go to death on his own.

  It was like a nightmare that could not be awakened, and now as long as he pulls the trigger, he can get relief from such a nightmare.

  Yes, facing the darkness may require great courage, but if it is just to escape, just use your index finger slightly.

   Thinking like this, he pulled the trigger.

  The roar of gunfire sounded, the bullet hit the big clock, and the sound of the bell sounded loud and long, and the voices of the people were lost for a while.

  At a critical moment, another templar threw him down, stopped his actions, and pulled him back from the edge of death. He rode on the suicide, and then slapped him hard.

   "What the **** are you thinking about!"

  The Templar knight cursed the coward in front of him, and the coward shrank into a ball on the ground and began to cry tremblingly. No matter how the opponent beat him, he did not respond.

   "Quiet!"

  Someone shouted, he lowered his body and said to the others.

   "Listen carefully!"

   "What's wrong?"

  A few people looked at him suspiciously, and then their expressions froze.

  They heard it.

  It was an indescribable sound. They had never heard it before. It seemed to be some kind of behemoth advancing at high speed. It cut through the heavy wind and waves and cumulus clouds, wrapped in lightning and thunder, and rushed towards it.

  What kind of things can produce such a sound? They can't figure it out, it's completely beyond their imagination.

  But soon they found the source of the sound, and raised their heads unanimously, looking at the red night sky.

   "Come...come."

  Someone tremblingly said, the next moment the red night sky was crushed by heavy objects, and the thick cumulus clouds scattered around like broken bricks.

  An inverted vortex appeared in the night sky. The dark and hideous shadow was like a giant whale diving in the sea, smashing everything that hindered it, and stirring up clouds and mist.

   The loud whistle sounded across the night sky, warning the whistle, like a whale song.

   Then opened his eyes.

  At the moment of leaving the sea of ​​clouds, Sailing Dawn lit up all the searchlights, and huge beams of light fell one after another, like a demon suddenly emerging from the night space, with burning giant eyes peeking at the earth.

   "Everyone, Feilengcui has fallen. It's time to take it back from the hand of the demon."

  Zuo Tang stood in front of the observation window, and the burning emerald came into view.

   "Watson, please help us."

  Zuo Tang called, and then the huge erosion completely covered the Sailing Dawn. Watson used himself as the hub to link everyone's [Gap].

  The artillerymen lost their senses, and soon they got a message from Watson, moved the muzzle to lock the area where the monsters gathered on the surface.

  It may be difficult to observe the location of these monsters from a high altitude, but with Watson’s assistance, all the fog was dispersed and exposed to the sun.

   "Fire!"

  As the order was issued, the gun barrels protruded from both sides of the course Dawn. After a short pause, the shelling began.

  The knights of the Templars can only see countless fires falling from the night sky, just like the disaster written in the "Gospel", the fire and rain are falling to the world.

  Destroy buildings and burn down streets. The demons have nowhere to hide under the anger of industry. They are overturned by the impact of explosions. Broken metal tore them to pieces, and then the monstrous fireworks turn them into ashes.

A round of intensive fire completely destroyed several concentrated waves of monsters. The Course Dawn continued to sink, as close to the surface as possible, until the Geiger counter sounded the alarm, it stopped lifting, maintained this fixed height, and continued to move forward. .

   "A breeding ground for monsters..."

  Zuo Tang faced the burning hell, and he trembled only slightly, but he quickly calmed down and ordered coldly.

   "The battle begins!"

  The sound of Zuo Tang sounded in the broadcast, and at the same time the door slowly opened, the gust of wind poured into the cabin along the gap, the wind pressure rolled in the ears, and there was only a lot of noise.

  The light from the ground shone into the cabin, illuminating the armors who were trembling and silent, and they were ready to go.

   "Don't die, everyone."

  Lorenzo stood in the deepest part of the cabin, watching the colleagues in front of him, and wishing them the most sincere blessings.

   "Naturally!"

Shrike’s voice sounded in the channel, and the weapon division waved to several people. As an advance force, it did not stay for long. After bidding farewell, it quickly jumped out, escaped from Voyage Dawn, and fell into the burning **** below. Batch after batch of rioters followed the weapon division and descended downward.

A series of hideous figures fell, and a few seconds later the huge umbrella bag unfolded, like a blooming white flower, which caused the rapidly falling figure to stagnate, but the weapon master was obviously a little impatient and did not wait for a normal landing at all, but when he was approaching the ground, He waved a sharp sword, cut the cable under him, and landed heavily on the ground, raising dust.

  The following rioters also imitated the action of the weapon master, speeded up their landing, occupied the streets of Feilengcui, and opened fire.

   "That...what are they all..."

The Templar knights hid on the bell tower, watching the demons who fell from the sky. They were wearing heavy iron armor, swallowing hot steam, and bursts of fire from the guns in their hands. Melt through.

   Suddenly, a gaze swept over the Templar knight. He knew that those steel demons had seen him, followed by blossoming sparks, blooming in his eyes.

  Dense thermite bombs hit the clock tower, but the target was not the templar knights, but the monsters hovering under the clock tower. They were beaten to pieces, and in the end only the remains were left, dying.

  The tall figures approached slowly, crushing their heads with one foot, and blood was everywhere.

   "Continue to suppress, we want to take over this block!"

The Shrike commanded indifferently, and his gaze looked towards the Sailing Dawn above the night sky. It was still heading towards the place of Qiqiu. The warning siren sounded continuously, and then countless umbrella bags followed. Follow its trajectory to fall.

  "Go! Anonymous!"

  Sao Liangxi cheered. She had heard of the existence of Inervig air cavalry, but she did not expect to experience all this for herself one day.

  She brought the equipment, grabbed the rope, and leaped directly. With her, there were the elites of the unknown name.

  These elites were all selected by Zuo Zhen. They thought they would all be lost in the dispute with Roger, but with the efforts of all parties, the casualties were controlled to a minimum, and these people were able to participate in this final war.

  They are carrying antimemetic weapons, trying to gradually regain the lost Fei Leng Cui.

  Shao Liangye stood on the edge of the hatch. He turned his head, glanced at Lorenzo from a distance, waved to him, said nothing, and fell back to the **** below.

  Lorenzo sat in the deepest place, and as the Course Dawn advanced, more and more troops were thrown down, and there were fewer and fewer people in the cabin, and he soon became lonely.

   "I should go too."

  Eve came over, stretched out her hand, and gently pinched Lorenzo's face, trying to put on a bad smile.

  Since the heading to Dawn set sail, Lorenzo has a sullen face, silent, no one knows what he is worried about.

   "I know that our efforts will not change the ending. Only you, Lorenzo Holmos, can decide all of this."

  Eve was talking, scratching Lorenzo's head, putting his hair in all kinds of mess.

  Lorenzo raised his head slightly and looked at Eve. He sighed helplessly and said to Eve.

   "Time flies so fast."

   "What's wrong?"

   "I thought I was just a detective to make money, and you were a detective who wanted to get a good job."

  Perhaps Lorenzo hooked up the memory, Eve's eyes were also lost, and she said softly.

   "At that beach, we were the ones being saved, but now we are the saviors."

  Listening to her, Lorenzo couldn’t help smiling.

  That was the beginning of everything, the beginning of the story, and now is the end of the story, he only felt a little melancholy.

  Eve patted Lorenzo on the head, turned and left, walked to the Kestrel's side, but saw the guy motionless.

   "What are you doing?"

   "I... I'm a little afraid of heights. To be honest," no one knows whether Kestrel is telling the truth, "Do you think it's time for me to resign now?"

Eve looked at the Kestrel and sighed helplessly. She walked behind the Kestrel, as if judging the direction. Before the Kestrel asked what she was doing, Eve raised her foot and came to Kestrel’s ass. Kicked him down the hatch.

  "Goodbye! Invincible Mr. Holmes!"

  Eve talked and laughed, and jumped down. At this moment, only Lorenzo and the flame holder hiding in the shadow were left in the cabin.

  This is the final journey, and Lorenzo can only go on it alone.

  He has the proof of sublimation and the power to face the darkness.

  Thinking about this, Lorenzo raised his legs, took one out of the cigarette case, lit it, and hummed a strange little song in his mouth.

   "Lorenzo, we are almost there, ready to come."

Zuo Tang's voice sounded. At this moment, his voice was slightly hoarse. This is nothing that can be done. The closer to the place of Qiqiu, the more terrifying the erosion intensity. Now he has felt a little pressure, but relying on Flo Deren's medicine and antimemetic protection, he can persist.

  Lorenzo did not respond, but just took a big puff, hiding his entire face in the billowing smoke.

   "Lorenzo! What are you waiting for!"

   Zuo Tang urged.

   "Don't worry, don't worry, wait until I finish smoking this cigarette."

  Lorenzo muttered, then slowly got up, plugged the communicator into his body, and connected to the channel. Everyone could hear his slightly heavy breathing.

   "Huh... don't worry, my friend."

Lorenzo stood on the edge of the hatch, heading towards dawn and had already left the emerald, and was about to approach the place of the seven hills. From a height, Lorenzo could observe the fighting Templar knights, and they were all concentrated. At the city gate, the demons were blocked in the city.

  The secret blood slowly rose, and Lorenzo's perception expanded. He faintly noticed the weirdness surging in the place of the seven hills, and besides these weirdness, there was another power. He seemed to guess who it was.

   "We are faced with enemies on all sides, but we are not trapped, and we are troubled in our hearts, but we are not disappointed, persecuted, but we are not abandoned, we are defeated, but we are not dead."

  After many years, Lorenzo prayed for a long time, not knowing whether it was for himself or for others.

  The voice reverberated in the channel, reaching everyone's ears. Zuo Tang looked forward with no expression on his face, was silent for a while, and said to Reli and Dot in the driving position.

  "After reaching the top of San Nalo Cathedral, immediately climbed up and out of the range of erosion."

   The two nodded and signaled that the Sailing Dawn should not be too deep to erode the center. In addition to the pressure on the hearts of mortals, this treacherous force will affect the operation of electronic equipment, and no one will know what will happen at that time.

  A deep report sounded in the channel at this time.

   "Shrike joins the battle sequence."

   "Kestrel joined the battle sequence."

   "Blue Emerald joined the battle sequence."

  "..."

  The battle proceeded as expected. Lorenzo listened to the voice in the channel, waved away the cigarette butt, and disappeared into the night breeze.

   "Huh...this is the last journey, Watson."

  He sighed for a long time, and then a weird smile slowly appeared on his face, both excited and angry.

   "Invincible Mr. Holmes! Join the battle sequence!"

  Lorenzo cheered and jumped into the gusty wind. The dark figure followed him closely, spreading his sturdy wings, and the white fireworks exploded like rolling wings of light.

  (End of this chapter)