82 Chase

◎Running for my life! ! ! !◎

Noisy. Someone in the channel asked, "Why?"

Some people also asked, "So who should I listen to?"

Why?

Yan Xunzhi swallowed softly, ignoring the question. He brushed off the question naturally, saying, "Two possibilities. One, there's a problem with the original ground tower, so they're trying to seize control. The second is that there's a problem with the tower they're seizing, and they're trying to lure us over there."

It's the same as not saying anything.

If there is a possibility of problems on both sides, which one should we believe and which way should we go?

The mixed queue guide turned to look at her. In the chat room, Yan Xunzhi clearly saw that the message asking why was from her. Her intense gaze was obscured through her helmet, but she pretended to be oblivious.

No one could guess why better than she did. It was highly likely—just highly likely—that someone was trying to kill her.

Or maybe they are not people, but a whole group. So they cannot kill them underground, so they set up a trap on the ground. Before they succeed on the ground, even the South District has chased them.

The haunting.

But how could she say it at this juncture? Yan Xunzhi knew very well that once this speculation was thrown out, she would immediately become the target of more public criticism than Di Zi.

Maybe at first, everyone might be more supportive and cover up for each other, but that's all. When it really comes to a matter of life and death, just handing her over can allow everyone to survive. You don't even need to hand her over, just give her up... who wouldn't want to live?

But if you pull out the radish, you will also bring out the mud. As long as someone inquires and guesses, the secret that she is an alien will be exposed.

By then, the secret of Kong Wei’s successful experiment will no longer be neglected.

If it were a student, Yan Xunzhi would hesitate when he first came onto the ground.

But she had followed Kong Wei for so long and seen so much in the dungeon, and suddenly realized that her blood had run cold.

It turns out the best way to live in this world is to be selfish, indifferent, and indifferent. Believe that everything in the world is empty, and that the world exists only when you open your eyes; if you never open them, the world disappears.

Yan Xunzhi comforted herself, after all, it was just a guess, maybe it was not directed at her at all.

This is not the first day that Di Zi has been besieging them. Aliens and humans have been fighting each other for years. She is really sick if she is in such a hurry to give herself up and take the blame for Di Zi.

There was a foreign threat in front, and an unidentified command tower behind was trying to seize control. Yan Xunzhi asked the maintenance sentry, "Do you remember which ground tower you came from?"

This is the dumbest way.

They now have helmets and maps. If neither of the two ground towers can confirm their safety, they will return to the ground tower where they first came to the ground.

The maintenance sentry circled a spot on the channel, "Here."

Sandwiched diagonally behind the two red dots, far from them, and far from them. Everyone could see it at the same time. After a few seconds, someone asked, "...So is our position on the map correct?"

One stone can cause a thousand ripples.

If there are problems with the ground towers, if the ground can interfere with the signal, and the South District already has problems with excessive radiation and inaccurate positioning, then are their positions on the map really where they are now?

If they can't even determine the location, and there are no identifiable landmarks in the southern area, can they really walk back even if the direction of the map is correct?

Time was pressing, so Yan Xunzhi said directly, "I don't know."

If the tower is fine, then there will be no problem providing the coordinates. If there is a problem with the tower, there may also be a problem with positioning.

They are trapped here, isolated and helpless.

"It's a gamble on both sides." She knew she couldn't continue to hold out here. The alien was nearby, and persuading it would take time. She also didn't want to take on so much responsibility in this unfamiliar place. "Let's split up. After all, our goal is to get back to the ground tower as quickly as possible. Let's agree on a signal. Whoever returns first gets to give the signal."

Everyone looked around, no one moved, and no one spoke. Yan Xunzhi assumed there was no objection. "I'm going back the same way. Who's coming with me?"

Only the mixed-row guides and the injured sentinels came over.

The sentry was injured in the abdomen, and the circuit of the lower limb exoskeleton was a bit stuck, making it difficult to move. The choice seemed helpless - Yan Xunzhi was a speed type, and she was the only one willing to carry her on his back and run.

The three of them confirmed the location and headed straight there.

The mixed-level guide was A-level and his speed was not slow. The two of them ran back and forth alternately in the dark for a while, and Yan Xunzhi suddenly caught a very subtle friction in his ears.

“There’s a gun!”

Bang!

The moment Yan Xunzhi reached out to pull at the mixed platoon guide, a gunshot rang out. She instinctively dove to the ground, relying almost entirely on muscle reflexes, as the mental bullet exploded above her head.

The mixed-row guide reached the bottom, drew his gun instantly, and fired continuously in the direction the bullet came from!

The spirits around were fluctuating violently. Yan Xunzhi and the mixed team guide looked at each other: The direction was correct, the ground police really came out to intercept!

The injured sentry fell out due to this sudden change, and at the same time he endured the pain and rolled over on the ground, hiding behind people and taking out his gun.

They couldn't run far now. The three of them stood back to back, guns in hand. Yan Xunzhi faced the spot where the bullets were fired, turned on the light, and saw the figures of two men slowly emerge from the faint halo.

They wore long coats and held guns, looking no different from the sentries in the dungeon at first glance. After staring for a moment, I vaguely saw the hand stretched out in the light, gripping the gun. It wasn't white, but nearly transparent, with bones and veins faintly visible.

Yan Xunzhi sighed in his heart: I didn’t succeed in killing one last time, so now I might as well kill two.

Really...how much I think highly of her!

The surroundings weren't good, it was empty, and Di Zi didn't want to pay too much, so he kept moving into the darkness, trying to find cover. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Yan Xunzhi slowly took a half step back in the confrontation, checking the light switch, "Cover me."

Then a five-second countdown was thrown into the channel, and the mixed queue guide said, "Yeah."

The injured sentry asked, "Do you need to turn off the lights?"

"No need, just open it." Yan Xunzhi opened the injection.

The incendiary agent rushed through every inch of her body faster than the blood flowed. The drug took effect, and her vision seemed to be slowed down. The lights flickered, the ground moved, and everything changed so that the path was clear and visible.

Two seconds.

She bent down slightly, put the gun behind her, and reached for the dagger at her waist with her other hand.

Reset to zero!

The firepower suddenly opened, and spiritual bullets exploded densely in the air!

There was a figure on the ground who clearly controlled his mental power, showing no fear and handling it with ease. The surrounding mental power fluctuations fluctuated dramatically, and the mental bullets they fired rushed straight towards the sentry, but those countless bullets only exploded around it, causing only minimal damage.

——That’s enough!

Under the cover of dense explosions, Yan Xunzhi was already a few steps away from the ground.

Kong Wei had killed many people in her memory, using similar methods. Because it was her memory, from her perspective, Yan Xunzhi was able to see all the complete steps.

She wasn't a healer, and didn't have the ability to weaken the five senses or induce sleep, but she had figured out a method that worked for her.

She has been alienated.

In the world, there are few sentinels whose mental power is stronger than hers.

After injecting the incendiary agent, her energy was multiplied several times. Yan Xunzhi did not hesitate, mentally invading and crashing straight into the ground!

The ground had always been renowned for its high mental strength, and had never considered being unilaterally invaded by the Sentinels. Yan Xunzhi's collision was unexpected, and for a moment it was dazed, its finger tapping on the trigger, unable to release a bullet.

After only half a second of distraction, Yan Xunzhi raised his knife and slashed it across the animal's neck.

It was a bit hard. The blade resisted for a moment, but she had already prepared her exoskeleton to charge, and with a flick of the handle, she stabbed it down!

The land itself is very much like people, especially in the South.

Because we are human beings, no matter how strong our mental strength is, we are just flesh and blood.

The other person did not expect his companion to die so soon, and was so stunned that he wanted to retreat.

Yan Xunzhi wasn't Kong Wei after all. She was only relying on incendiary agents to forcibly invade, especially against someone with such high mental power. She was already suffering from a headache, as she was hurting the enemy a thousand times while also hurting herself eight hundred times. Furthermore, the other person was already well-prepared, making it extremely difficult to resolve the situation.

Taking advantage of the hesitation, he turned around without hesitation, turned his back on the injured sentry and ran!

The mixed platoon guide turned off the lights, fired two shots to cover, and quickly followed.

The surrounding mental energy was always in chaos. The encirclement of the ground was no longer concealed, and the sound of gunfire continued. After running far away from the bullets, I realized that my direction was confused and my positioning was offset.

She was about to turn around when the mixed team guide pulled her and said, "There's cover over there. Go over there."

"Why go over there?" Yan Xunzhi was surprised. She didn't know where the enemy behind her was chasing her. If she stopped halfway and was surrounded again, she wouldn't be able to break out again.

As if he could tell what she was thinking, the mixed group guide said, "I have a temporary device on me that can interfere with mental power so that I won't be discovered."

Yan Xunzhi still didn't answer, quickly confirming his position. The mixed team guide paused for a moment, then finally said, "...I'm injured."

Suddenly upside down, she pleaded, "It's not a serious injury, just a bandage, no..."

"Where is it?" Yan Xunzhi interrupted her, "I don't know how to use the device, you have to install it."

The mixed team leader was hit in the shoulder and calf, but the exoskeleton only damaged his left arm, so his movements were not restricted. While she was adjusting the device, Yan Xunzhi was also simulating the route on the map.

It's too far. If the underground forces are really coming for her, they won't be able to reach the ground tower no matter what...

Yan Xunzhi suddenly paused.

Did the Earth recognize her? How did the Earth recognize her?

At the beginning, she exchanged helmets with the mixed team guide, and the one who was shot was the mixed team guide, who was killed by a gunshot to the heart.

The ground tower can show the location of the helmet, but it only provides helmet data; the exoskeleton is not connected to the Internet. If she changes the helmet...

Her eyes unconsciously fell on the helmet of the injured sentry.

They stood facing each other, and the injured sentry sensed it almost immediately, lowering her eyes in a dodge. But the gaze lingered for a long time, and she trembled slightly under the stare, and suddenly, with a plop, she knelt in front of Yan Xunzhi.

Yan Xunzhi was still lost in thought and was startled. "What are you doing?"

"Don't kill me..." The injured sentry struggled to grab her exoskeleton, "Please... save me... don't kill me..."

People are all perceptive. When danger comes, when death is imminent.

Yan Xunzhi was speechless.

Her throat was sore and she froze for two seconds, then raised her hand and covered her helmet, as if covering her eyes.

The palm of his hand shook.

"I'm still alive... I can go back!" the sentry cried, "I don't want to die! Don't kill me..."

Her tears fell one by one.

It fell into the helmet and shattered like a lie. Crocodile tears are useless.

Yan Xunzhi said dryly, "...it won't hurt."

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

She felt her heart twitch.

Having led the team countless times, it wasn't the first time she'd given up, but this was the first time she'd killed a sentinel with her own hands. She was a weak person, willing to let nature take its toll, as if their deaths were a fate unto themselves and had nothing to do with her.

Until this moment, it was no longer possible to deceive oneself.

She killed the sentry, that is, she killed the sentry.

The sentry lost consciousness for a moment as their minds collided. Yan Xunzhi closed his eyes, the muzzle of the gun pressed against his throat.

The same pain came from the collision of their minds, and she felt a little dizzy. She knew that this was just a kind of self-deception and self-touching. She used the pain to relieve herself of these insignificant things.

The exoskeleton couldn't sense temperature, but she felt the blood spraying out was hot and sticky, and her entire arm was burning.

That's what a dungeon is.

Only those in a higher position are qualified to play the game; those in a lower position can only survive first and then climb up.

It's nothing.

She told herself, You've already killed someone.

In the South District, the first time you went to the ground, you killed someone to survive.