Sherlock Holmes

Ahead should be a tall tower, a huge bell tower, or some building about 20 meters high.

But everyone knows that these things cannot appear in the deserted wilderness dozens of kilometers outside the city, let alone be built in the middle of the highway.

As a result, the convoy slowly slowed down. Through the moonlight, the soldiers in the car saw the huge outline, but they could not see its whole body. They could only adjust the angle of the searchlight, all the way up, and then up again. The straight wheel axle had already He rose to the limit, and finally saw clearly the eyes with a red glare wrapped in the gap of the steel-thick helmet.

That's a living thing.

[Baskerville] is a name that is quite unknown, but very popular. South of Redeker Strait as the dividing line, almost everyone knows this name, and even when it is mentioned, it will shudder subconsciously.

This is a madman, a cruel and evil thing hidden in the human body. He has a group of special teams under his command that are solely supported by third-order contractors. There are no other peripheral military personnel, no tanks, and no rescue teams. , It’s not that this team doesn’t need anything, it’s that except for the third-level great contractors, it’s difficult for humans to survive in this team.

Because Commander Baskerville sometimes couldn't stop killing.

Whether it is a human or a demon, as long as it is a living creature, he has the desire to destroy it, and he really has the ability to destroy all creatures around him.

He really killed humans on the battlefield, disemboweled the soldiers of the Crusaders, and ate them with blood dripping from their bodies.

This also led to the fact that his name was spread strictly in the hinterland of the empire on the north side of the strait. No newspaper would mention such a person. Otherwise, it would almost certainly give the frontline troops a bloodthirsty atmosphere.

It stands to reason that this kind of guy will definitely be sent to a military court early and then sentenced to death or life imprisonment. But unfortunately, such a person possesses a combat strength that is unmatched by a company. Without any support, he crosses the strait alone, sets foot on the Antarctic continent, and then completes a mission deep into the dark zone of the Gate of Hell. No one wants a frontline soldier who performs a mission over 100 kilometers to spend the rest of his life in prison, because that is almost a loss for the entire empire.

As a result, he was only restricted in his area of ​​activity. Except for direct military orders, this person was not allowed to leave the imperial theater.

But at this moment, this person suddenly appeared in a deserted area outside London, on a road that had been repaired for who knows how many years, and the road surface was already cracked, which seemed to explain a lot of problems.

Under the light, the behemoth remained motionless.

In the distance, the entire convoy and the people in the convoy were also extremely silent.

No one knew what was going on, no one knew what was about to happen, and no one knew what to do now. All the personnel of the three escort combat teams got out of the car. They raised their weapons and aimed at the giant demon in front of them. The turbine of the steam chariot began to rotate, constantly accumulating power.

However, this team, which was still huge when they left London, suddenly seems a little small for some unknown reason at this moment. Those magnificent turbine systems are operating at full strength, but they cannot give the people around them any peace of mind.

Even at the back of the team, there was a soldier whose hands were shaking a little and a lot of sweat dripping from his forehead. He had been on the front line for several years. Although he had never seen Baskerville, he had heard of the name and the demon called [Hound], so he knew better than the people around him that he was in What to face.

But he didn't dare to say it, because if he did, he might not be the only one in this team who couldn't hold a gun steady.

This silent confrontation was like a file, torturing everyone's minds, but in fact, it only lasted for a minute. Then, from the shoulders of the huge demon, a figure jumped down. If it hadn't been for a cloud that happened to move, It opened, revealing some bright moonlight, and it was probably impossible for anyone to notice it. In short, the figure fell straight down, without any clinging or borrowing force in the middle, and fell to the ground with a thud, making a muffled sound.

Under the aim of countless guns, the figure gradually stepped out of the shadow of the huge demon and came under the moonlight. He was wearing a cloth that was not in line with the season. It seemed that he was deliberately imitating an older man. The man looked old-fashioned. Above the steam chariot, several large-caliber miniguns slowly rose, but the man didn't seem to care at all. He walked slowly to the front of the crowd and said politely to everyone:

"You have 3 minutes, run away quickly."

Such a sentence resounded very clearly under the moonlight. A man, a huge demon, and a fully armed convoy formed a strange scene on the deserted snowfield outside the city.

No one left, only the sound of a bullet being loaded.

The man still ignored all this, and just looked at the armored vehicle in the center of the convoy, which looked a little funny because of too many steel baffles: "It looks like the tester is inside."

"who are you?"

A soldier who looked like the leader of the team came out and asked cautiously.

"Like you, he is a Crusader, so you guys still have two minutes."

"What is your purpose?" Seeing that the other party was still able to communicate rationally, the officer immediately went straight to the subject.

"Kill the people in the car and destroy the accompanying demons."

No one expected that the person in front of them would say it so bluntly.

Not to mention that he is only one person, even though the big demon behind him is very visually impressive, but he is facing nearly a hundred black gun muzzles, isn't he afraid that he will be blasted into dregs by countless bullets in the next second? ?

The steam chariot has been charged, and everyone is ready to fight. They all know what this escort mission means, and the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him has also spoken out about his origins, so as long as he doesn't Even stupid people know what is about to happen. An experiment that could make a huge difference in the future of the empire. Some people want it to succeed, while others want it to fail.

Therefore, the muzzles of nearly a hundred guns are waiting for a sound or a gesture, and then they will spray out a dense rain of gunfire, washing this man and the road in front of him with gunpowder and steel.

Logically speaking, it should be like this.

But the man in front of him was too calm. He looked like a lunatic with cognitive impairment. Didn't he see these people? Didn't you see these weapons?

This calmness made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

Baskerville looked at the watch on his wrist, then smiled and said:

"There's one more minute. Although I don't mind myself, do you all really want to die here?"

The same light words.

And in the second that the words just fell, many things happened at the same time!

Just listen to a loud shout!

"Fire!"

In an instant, the temperature bursting from the muzzles of countless guns evaporated the air within dozens of square meters in front. The bullets condensed together. Because they were all aimed at the same position, in the intensive shooting, the bullets were They collided with each other in mid-air, and then exploded. The rotating machine gun above the steam chariot sprayed golden lines, cutting deep ravines on the ground. The roar and explosion lit up the night in an instant, and people were shocked. the surrounding snow.

However, at this moment, the man's body made a loud bang, and moved a distance of more than 20 meters in a heavy but extremely ghostly manner!

He was said to be heavy because his rapid sideways movement did not rely on any honed physical skills, but simply relied on a moment of terrifying power that humans should not have. He stamped his foot on the cement road and directly stepped out a person on the road. A big crater, and with the explosive reaction force, his body flew in another direction. However, it was so fast that even before the gunfire arrived, human eyes could not keep up with its speed, just like in It seemed as if it disappeared directly before his eyes.

If you don’t keep up at this moment, you won’t be able to keep up again.

The snow that had been piled up on the roadside all winter was blasted into a sky full of frost by a huge force, and then the sweeping wind roared to catch up. The figure that was undoubtedly an ordinary person seemed to shake quickly, and the hair on his forehead Being blown away by the wind, the ordinary cloth on his body whirred. Baskerville's feet staggered slightly, causing the snow that had not had time to fall to continue to fly, and then explode like a bowstring! The clenching of a fist caused some non-existent buzz in the air, which suddenly subsided and turned into a thunderous explosion!

"boom!"

No one's eyes could follow, no one saw this scene, so no one knew whether it was a person or an incredibly fast cannonball, which directly cut through the white and barren snow, and made a sound of metal squishing against the wind. A strange noise. At this moment, the snow curtain rose into the sky, and the weeds were torn and shattered into the air. A shadow rushed towards a steam chariot, and then punched it hard.

This punch was so ridiculous. How could a body of flesh and blood resist the thickest military armor? Even for a third-level contractor, the bones and muscles had reached a strength beyond the reach of mortals, but they were still flesh and blood after all.

But since it is absurd, it cannot be viewed with common sense. Therefore, at this moment, the heavily armored tank was smashed and flew far away, followed by the second one and the third one. Because the sight could not keep up, So it all looked like countless invisible demolition hammers rolling wildly at those tanks. The tracks were torn apart, the bearings were broken, and the rotating machine guns were torn off.

Of course, all this happened in a very short moment. The strongest attack force of the entire convoy turned into a pile of smoking scrap metal. In the snow curtain, the man's movement set off a strong wind, and under his feet was a roaring giant. He was already rushing towards the vehicle covered with the densest armor.

And in this path, unfortunately, there is a soldier standing.

He didn't react to anything yet, he just felt that he suddenly appeared in a terrifying tornado and was almost blown into the sky. Without realizing it at all, a fist with a destructive aura had already penetrated the wind and snow curtain, hitting the armored vehicle behind him, and by the way, it would definitely blast him into blood all over the sky.

"boom"

This was the second distinguishable sound that people heard after that moment.

In an instant, the roar disappeared, and the strong wind seemed to hit the big tree, flying and scattering. From the crushing to the silent, the white snow fell like a waterfall, almost covering people's eyes. At this time, the soldier seemed to finally realize What happened? He looked at the back of a figure in front of him in shock. He stretched out a hand and pressed his fingers tightly on a fist that was running towards his face. Compared with the roaring scene just now, it seemed to be still. Average.

Whether it is before the Holy Calendar or after the gates of hell are opened, all the dramas seem to follow the same path.

Two people are strangers to each other and have never interacted with each other, but if they meet in the vast sea of ​​people, and then meet each other, if they are a man and a woman, they may have some sweet sparks. If they are two men, then There is a high probability that sparks will really fly, and at some point that they themselves cannot explain, they will ignite their attachment or anger, and then set off a raging fire!

The former is a lover, the latter is a mortal enemy.

It seems that the ultimate human emotions all follow a common principle, that is, confusion.

Sherlock, like all other citizens of the empire before, had never heard of the name Baskerville, and it was naturally impossible for Baskerville to have heard of the name of detective Sherlock Holmes.

These two people probably had nothing to do with each other, but just by chance, they started fighting.

In fact, they had even forgotten why they were fighting.

I just remember that I was on the street at that time, surrounded by drunk people and dense buildings, so I couldn't use too much force or be too reckless, for fear of destroying the road and injuring passers-by. The fight would not be pleasant or fun.

So, at this moment, on this vast empty early spring snowfield, facing the bright moonlight, the two people meeting again seemed to have a very dramatic element.

Baskerville was born on the battlefield of Hell's Gate and grew up in Redeker Strait. He had almost no childhood, no parents, family, relatives and friends. His life was filled with corpses and blood. It is not an exaggeration to say that he lacked cognition.

At this time, he looked at the man blocking him in front of him, with an incredible look on his face.

"Is it you?" He tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking about, and then smiled happily, revealing a row of incomplete teeth as sharp as blades: "What a coincidence."

"Yeah, it's quite a coincidence." Sherlock felt that the opponent's fist was no longer exerting any force, and he loosened his fingers.

The two of them stood like this under the moonlight, amidst the billowing smoke from the steam chariot next to them, like two old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

As a result, the murderous intention grew stronger in the night wind.

There are more than 4,000 words. Today is just one chapter. The baby no longer has a fever and should be able to return to normal updates soon. Thank you for your understanding, mua~