Embers Ad Infinitum

thump! thump!

Jiang Baimian's heartbeat jumped from fifty yards to one hundred and eighty.

This caused chest tightness, palpitations, difficulty breathing, dark vision, dizziness and fatigue all at the same time.

Unlike Tan Jie, who could muster up enough energy to inform everyone about the enemy's capabilities and characteristics through broadcasts, Jiang Baimian felt that he would faint at any time, and would suffer from heart failure soon.

She was not too surprised by this. The effect of the ability at a distance of nearly a hundred meters was obviously different from the effect of the ability within a dozen meters.

She just didn't expect that her genetically modified body would show signs of being unable to bear it so quickly.

She gritted her teeth, took off another grenade, pulled off the ring, and threw it with her left hand at the fishman wearing a laurel wreath.

She wants to interrupt the opponent with an explosion!

At this time, the area where she, Shang Jianyao and the remaining murlocs were located was mostly blocked by the technology building. The fire cover from the rear was no longer effective, and they could only rely on themselves.

Before the grenade was thrown, the tall fishman wearing a laurel wreath of branches had already started to move.

His destination was the thickly armored vehicle. The speed was not very fast, and it seemed that he had to be distracted to maintain the "heartbeat acceleration" effect.

At this moment, one of the two remaining fishman guards suddenly jumped out from behind the bunker, threw him down next to the armored vehicle, and covered him tightly with his body.

Boom!

The grenade exploded where the tall fishman originally stood, and the red fire wave swept a large area around him with debris.

The fish-man who used his body as a shield didn't feel any pain and went directly into a dying state.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the hometown that his great-grandfather’s generation often described:

It’s the fertile land by the lake, it’s the bustling city, it’s not spacious enough but it’s your own dwelling…

thump! thump!

Jiang Baimian's racing heartbeat did not get any relief. She felt like she would faint or even go into shock at any time.

The tall fishman wearing a laurel wreath pushed aside the mutilated body and looked at where Jiang Baimian was with eyes full of hatred.

At this time, Shang Jianyao had seized the opportunity and rolled into the seven-meter range of the armored vehicle.

He wasted no time, found a bunker, turned his back to the target, opened his mouth, and shouted loudly:

"If you have the ability..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Baimian could no longer hold on and fell into a semi-conscious state behind an abandoned flower bed - another bunker she had chosen.

She had just put herself in danger and done so many things. The most important purpose was to protect Shang Jianyao from entering a range where he could exert his abilities.

The next second, Shang Jianyao's heartbeat began to speed up, as if someone was playing drums in his ears.

He suppressed his discomfort and continued shouting:

"Suffocate us!"

Together it means "having the ability to suffocate us to death".

This is not a "provocation", but a "hypocritical person". It's just that Shang Jianyao uses a softening method to try to make the effect last longer and be less easy to detect - if he forces the other party to do something irrational behavior, then he will soon wake up. Before that, there may not be a good opportunity to attack.

The specific use of "hypocritical person" mainly depends on which method is suitable for the current situation.

In order to make the other party's mild hypocrisy evolve in the direction he wanted, Shang Jianyao deliberately said such a sentence to induce it.

This is the experience he summed up from his battle with the fake "priest".

His heartbeat was racing towards the edge of losing control, and the sounds in Shang Jianyao's ears became smaller and smaller, as if they came from the horizon.

Suddenly, a clicking, banging, and booming sound penetrated his ears.

His heartbeat returned to normal at some point.

He gasped for air, only to find that the air around him seemed to be being sucked out, becoming increasingly thinner.

His breathing became labored.

At the same time, the members of the Redstone Town Guards on the defense line of Ayer Supermarket and Sixth Day Mall once again felt that the world was being flooded and they could not float up.

Long Yuehong gained experience and no longer wasted her precious energy on breathing heavily, holding her breath and launching grenades outward.

However, there were misfires in many places along the defense line, and the intertwined firepower could no longer suppress the murlocs and mountain monsters not far away.

They rolled out artillery trucks, rolled out improvised mortars, picked up individual rocket launchers and grenade guns, and launched an attack on Hongshiji's defense line.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

An unknown number of artillery pieces fired in unison, causing Long Yuehong and others to lie down, not daring to show their heads.

Seizing this opportunity, the mountain monsters with blue skin and sharp teeth, carrying submachine guns and assault rifles, ran towards various parts of the defense line like walking on flat ground among the collapsed buildings.

When the artillery took a break, Long Yuehong raised his head and placed the grenade gun on the window sill.

Under the not-so-bright moonlight, he saw twisted and ferocious faces, blue skin, black guns, and blood blooming from time to time.

Some of the mountain monsters fell down, but the ones behind them did not stop. They drowned their companions like a tide and continued to surge towards Hongshiji's defense line.

Such a scene was something Long Yuehong had never seen before, and he was deeply shocked.

But he did not remain sluggish. Some kind of fear drove him to launch the grenade.

Amid the roaring explosions, Bai Chen and Han Wanghuo calmly aimed at the gunners and leaders in the rear, taking away a life with one shot.

Soon, the artillery pieces erupted again, and in conjunction with the assaulters' shooting, the defenders, who were becoming increasingly deprived of oxygen, fell down again.

They opened their mouths and tried to breathe more oxygen, but it didn't work. Some people had started to retching, and some people were getting dizzy.

In the parking lot behind the Science and Technology Building, the tall fisherman wearing a laurel wreath and his last guard each held a submachine gun and fired at the place where Shang Jianyao was hiding. At the same time, one person separated and approached Jiang Baimian's unconscious body. In the flower bed position, I planned to kill her directly, lest she wake up and have to use "Heartbeat Speed" to deal with her again.

Similarly, the two town guard members who were unconscious on the edge of the parking lot must be dealt with together to eliminate any further trouble. After all, they are wearing exoskeleton devices. Once they wake up, they can turn the tide of the battle.

——The tall fishman wearing a laurel wreath was in a hurry to deal with other enemies, and his ability was interrupted before the target could develop heart failure.

Of course, this is just their idea, and it is not urgent, because "suffocation" will not have an effect even if you are unconscious. As long as it lasts long enough, the comatose person will also die from lack of oxygen.

At this time, Shang Jianyao, who was hiding behind the bunker, was unhurried.

He held his breath, put down his tactical backpack with ease, took out the small speaker with blue background and black surface amidst the roar of artillery, and then placed it in the pile of rocks in the corner and simply protected it.

After adjusting the order of the music, Shang Jianyao gave up the assault rifle, unzipped his clothes, took out a grenade from the armed belt, and pulled off the tab.

He turned his back to the enemy, silently calculated the distance with great interest, and threw the grenade behind him casually.

A booming explosion sounded immediately, forcing the tall fisherman and his guards to dodge to a certain extent.

At this time, Shang Jianyao quickly took off his blue jacket and threw it sideways.

Accompanying the jacket flying out was the sound of gunfire from the small speaker.

Da da da, the coat was pierced by several bullets.

Seizing this opportunity, Shang Jianyao followed closely, drew "United 202" and jumped out lying down.

The first thing that caught his eye was an ordinary fishman. He was squatting there, holding a submachine gun, and the gills under his ears and on both sides of his neck were shaking constantly.

boom!

The two "United 202s" in Shang Jianyao's hands fired at the same time.

The fish-man's eyes narrowed, and his skull was lifted up, and red and white splattered all over the floor.

With a bang, Shang Jianyao fell to the ground, rolled continuously, and hid behind a pile of concrete.

——This is the fortification built by the fishman guards before.

Seeing this, the fishman wearing a laurel wreath gave up using his submachine gun, maintaining the "suffocation" effect, and quickly walked into the thickly armored vehicle.

The roar of the engine sounded immediately, and the heavy and sturdy vehicle started running wildly, trying to rush out of the parking lot and meet up with the large army.

When there was only one person left, the fish man wearing the laurel wreath of branches wanted to understand one thing:

That is, don't get entangled with these humans who have entered a state of "suffocation", and quickly return to the gunner's position to accept a new round of protection.

This is not only because he cherishes his life and does not stand under dangerous walls, but also because he considers the overall situation - now is a great opportunity for the joint team of fish-men, mountain-monsters and monsters to break through the red stone defense line, and he must not let the chain slip.

Anyway, as long as the current situation is maintained, the few people who killed many of his guards will eventually suffocate to death.

With a buzzing sound, the armored vehicle approached Shang Jianyao and was about to pass him and rush to the exit.

At this moment, the fishman wearing the laurel wreath of branches suddenly became excited and felt that he could not just let go of the enemies here.

Without thinking, he turned the steering wheel and let the vehicle rush towards Shang Jianyao, trying to hit him to death and crush him repeatedly.

"Hypocritical person"!

When Shang Jianyao had only used his ability slightly before, the murloc wearing a branch laurel crown did not treat him as an awakened person.

Therefore, he gave up his gentle guidance and directly made the other party become extremely pretentious after he entered the range.

However, the fishman wearing a laurel wreath seemed to have some resistance to this. He did not stop the car directly and chose to engage in a duel between men with Shang Jianyao.

He remained firmly seated in the safety of the bulletproof vehicle and pressed harder on the accelerator.

Amidst the sound of turbo boost, the armored vehicle rushed towards Shang Jianyao like an out-of-control wild horse.

At this time, the small speaker on the other side no longer contained the gunshots recorded in Weed City. It played a piece of music in sequence.

The striking suona sound soared instantly, and a majestic melody reverberated, making people's blood boil.

Prelude to the Knife Club.

Note 1: Composer, Mr. Shang Yi, 1959, overture to the national dance drama "Little Knife Club".