The 'cozy' daily work life of a witch lady in a cyberpunk interstellar era, occasionally also a passionate epic.
She is a timid girl growing up in a cyberpunk city.
She is a cry...
Chapter 417: The Raging Gunfire Illuminating the Night Sky
The high-top boots stepped on the steel steps, making a "bang bang" sound, and then the owner of the boots jumped up lightly, jumped directly from the high platform, and walked towards the exit of the passage.
The short hair dyed light purple, the hands in the jacket pockets, and the denim shorts on the lower body all showed the girl's youthful and rebellious style. When passing a store, her eyes paused for a few seconds, looked at herself in the glass reflector, and then continued to move forward.
Walking on the road, the number of shops on both sides of the street gradually increased, with lights and signs of various colors, reflecting the colorful ground. People came in and out from time to time, and the sound of pedestrians talking and laughing could be heard on the street occasionally.
"Buzz--" The personal terminal in the pocket vibrated, asking the girl to take it out to answer it.
"Okay, I know. I'll be there soon. How about you? Are you all here?"
...
"Okay, I'll hang up first." Then she put down her personal terminal and looked at a tall building in the distance. There was a bright signboard with the words 'Diamond Grape Hotel'.
That must be it. The girl walked in that direction and soon disappeared in the crowd.
On the 14th floor of the hotel, in a room.
The colorful lights were spinning. About 30 people gathered here. Some were sitting at the table, some were standing by the windowsill chatting, and some were walking around with wine glasses.
After a while, the door was pushed open and the girl with short light purple hair walked in, attracting the attention of several people who had been waiting in the corner.
"Clara, this way~"
They waved to each other, then walked over, sat down together, and soon talked about the changes and things in the past few years.
"Most of the junior high school classmates are here, with a few exceptions." Someone counted them.
"Which ones?" The girl next to him asked curiously.
"Heshia didn't come, Lina probably wouldn't dare to come, Jones is currently taking special training to prepare for the military academy entrance exam, and the other two are also busy."
"With Heshia's current fame and status, she definitely won't come. Looking back, I really regret it. If I had established a good relationship with her back then, maybe I would be very successful today." Someone said with deep regret.
"Ah, that's right, I often regret it in my dreams, alas." Someone echoed, and Clara sat aside playing with her personal terminal, still not speaking.
"By the way, Clara, aren't you Heshia's elementary school classmate? Is she still in touch with her old friends?" Someone couldn't help but ask curiously.
Clara raised her head, glanced at the anxious girl opposite her and said, "I don't know."
"Hey, how could you not know, you..." She wanted to ask something else, but was quickly stopped and pulled away by others.
In response, Clara just shook her head slightly and ignored it. If it weren't for a few good junior high school classmates, she would have been like Heshia and not come to such a party.
After all, such a gathering is not meant to miss the friendship of classmates. It is more about everyone wanting to see how their former classmates are doing now, to satisfy their anxiety and uneasiness. If they are really close, they can get together and play even if it is not a class reunion.
I won’t come next time, Clara decided in her heart. Anyway, when they graduate next year, they will probably show off to each other, such as who went to which good company, who got into college, and whose family arranged a career, etc.
As everyone chatted, the topic ranged from Heshia, who is now the most popular in the star field, to the academy, and then to their current situation.
"I am already Sequence 3, and I will probably reach Sequence 4 before graduation next year." A boy announced proudly, which attracted a wave of envy from everyone.
Among the people present now, most of them are still at Sequence 2, and a small number will be able to enter Sequence 3 before graduation next year. As for those who can reach Sequence 4 when they graduate, there are probably only 1-2 people in the class.
For ordinary people, graduating from high school means entering the workforce, and most people with extraordinary abilities will stay at the graduation stage, which is around Sequence 2. A small number of people will be promoted to Sequence 3 after a few years, but as they age, they gradually become detached from learning, forget knowledge, and so on, and it is difficult for them to continue to advance, and they will be frozen at this point.
The truly talented people have long been selected in education. If they have the ability of Sequence 4 when they graduate, they can use their status as fresh graduates to enter large companies as backbone employees.
"Clara."
"Clara."
"What's wrong?" The girl regained consciousness and turned to look at her companions.
"I just talked to you and you didn't reply to me. Are you in a daze?" She grabbed Clara's hand, and then prepared to tickle her with her other hand.
"Are you in love with Su Lun? Just now he said that he could reach Sequence 4 before graduation, and many girls are jealous." As she said, the girl whispered in Clara's ear.
"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else. Actually, since the holiday this semester, Dudu has been trying to get close to Su Lun. He always talks about Su Lun in the group chat, and then asks about various things in his life, showing his concern. Tsk, that look, who among us girls can't understand it?"
"Dudu is conceited and arrogant. I used to hate him, but she was close to Lina at that time, so I didn't dare to offend her. Now she is still like this, which is really annoying." Clara listened to her companions telling her about many conflicts between girls. Only then did she realize that there were many tricks in them. In the past, she was used to being casual and unrestrained, and rarely paid attention to this. It seems that she missed a lot of gossip.
"How about it, how about we come up with a plan to help you pursue Su Lun and suppress Dudu."
"Su Lun has changed in the past few years. He is indeed more handsome than before. If he enters a big company in the future, it is almost a class change. No wonder Dudu is so proactive." Another companion also said instigatingly.
In response, Clara did not answer immediately, but just opened a bottle of soda and took a sip first.
"Huh, this taste is not bad." Clara commented.
"I'm here to give you some advice, Clara, do you want to try to pursue Su Lun? With your current figure, I think it won't be difficult to catch him."
"That's right, if you catch Su Lun, your married life will be easy in the future."
Clara shook her head and said, "Go and pursue him yourself, I'm really not interested."
The classmates who used to be familiar with each other now felt a little strange, as if there was a barrier between them. She couldn't laugh at her friends' worldly ideas, because this might indeed be a good choice for them.
But now, she has already jumped out of this mundane cage. Although she is not extremely powerful or wealthy, she does feel that nothing can restrain her. She can go anywhere she wants and try whatever she wants without any hesitation or confusion.
Holding the soda, Clara walked to the window, first took a breath of the refreshing cold air, then leaned against the windowsill and continued to drink the soda, occasionally looking back at the noisy crowd in the room, feeling refreshed and comfortable.
"This is life." She sighed softly, her voice drowned in the music and lights.
In the sky above the fifth district, a gray aircraft shuttled through the night sky, and the blue indicator light flickered and slowly crossed the sky.
Sitting by the window, Heshia was wearing a dress of elegant gray and white, looking at the city clusters that occasionally passed by the earth below, which were dotted with stars and were very conspicuous, but most places were still dark and could not see the face clearly.
The personal terminal placed in front of her occasionally popped up one or two messages, some from Edes Academy, some from Gray Dust Crystal, and only one was from Yilin.
Yilin: [When will you come back? I'm going out to play during the holidays]
Heshia: [Around mid-August, I'm a bit busy recently]
Yilin: [Okay]
Speaking of which, among her childhood classmates, only Yilin often contacted her. Although other elementary school classmates also talked in the group, everyone would tacitly not disturb Heshia. After all, the status gap is huge now, which makes Heshia a little helpless. She really doesn't have as much time as before.
Life is like a shooting star. Many familiar things slowly turn into backs and go away, and can never look back.
There was no light in the cabin, only the small box on the table emitted a faint light, vaguely reflecting the surroundings. The time number in the box showed that it was night at this moment [21:27]
Just as Heshia leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes to recall, several tiny points of light rose from the dark ground below, and then quickly approached the shuttle.
These spots of light gradually grew larger, allowing people to see that they were the tail flames of the jet nozzles. Then, a rapid alarm sounded in the aircraft, and all the emergency lights were turned on.
[Warning, warning, unknown dangerous flying objects are approaching, please be prepared for stress]
[Warning, warning, unknown dangerous flying objects are approaching - boom! A
violent flash of light bloomed in the night sky, followed by the spread of the shock wave of the explosion. The sturdy aircraft was blown apart, and a wing broke off and fell, and thick smoke billowed out of the torn gap.
As the aircraft was about to fall into the dark earth, several blue laser beams swept across the night sky, dismembering the remaining parts of the aircraft, and a series of explosions also sounded in the night sky.
The burning flames carried the wreckage to the earth, illuminating the gradually approaching ground. This was the no-man's land of the North Fifth District. The ground was flat and desolate, and there was almost no place to hide.
The dark red debris hit the ground, splashing large pieces of sparks and debris, and then continued to roll forward, leaving charred marks and long gullies, and then slowly stopped. The remaining firelight scattered on the ground, reflecting the surrounding debris.
In the firelight, a woman in a blue uniform rushed out with Heshia in her arms, and soon after, several laser beams swept from the night sky, tearing and decomposing the debris on the ground again, and the shining light briefly illuminated the earth.
[Calling the survivors, quickly come to me to protect the singer Heshia]
The woman in the blue uniform carried Heshia and swam while sending signals. Then several surviving fighters ran out of the wreckage and approached her.
The fighters accompanying these aircraft wore gray exoskeleton armor, which looked very solid and reliable. In fact, in the fall and explosion just now, as long as they were not directly hit by the laser beam, they could survive.
As if observing the people escaping from the ground, several laser beams were shot out in the night sky again, but because the distance was too far and the people on the ground were constantly moving, it was difficult to aim accurately.
After that, a blue flying disc flew up quickly, and then bloomed in the air, forming a hemispherical blue dome, covering the people below, so that even if the laser beam was irradiated, it would be blocked by the dome and could not penetrate.
'Sikne Defense System', the signature product of the giant enterprise Sikne Security Provider, is well-known in the Federation. Even the laser beam of the mecha is difficult to penetrate in a short time.
Seeing that it was safe for the time being, the blue-clothed woman put Heshia on the ground and carefully checked the singing girl to see if she was injured.
"I'm fine." Heshia looked at the search officer who was touching her body, and waved her hands quickly with some embarrassment, indicating that she was really fine and there was no problem.
"Yes, your own strength is not bad."
Perhaps because of her concern, the blue-clothed woman also reacted at this time. She let go of Heshia and introduced herself under the background of the exciting shield light behind her.
"My name is Keotia, and I am a patrol officer of the Songstress Supervisory Office under the Inquisition. I am responsible for protecting your safety at the moment." After she finished speaking, she stood at attention and then drew out her saber. After the straight silver blade was infused with magic power, a striking azure light blade appeared on the edge, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
This patrol officer wore the cobalt blue star tear symbol. The uniform and equipment on her body all showed that she was the backbone of the Inquisition and a follower of Aimuralin's will. Her own strength was also top-notch among Sequence 6. Even in a sudden explosion, she could rush to Heshia's side and save her.
"Thank you." Heshia bent over to thank her, blinking her eyes slightly, observing this patrol officer she had never seen before.
There were personnel from the Inquisition stationed on the aircraft. Heshia had known this for a long time. She even noticed the plainclothes officers appearing in her life, but out of politeness, she generally did not point it out. This was also the first time she had seen this backbone member of the Inquisition face to face.
Just as the two were talking, a soldier wearing gray exoskeleton armor approached to report.
"Report to the patrol officer, a distress message has been sent, and support will arrive soon."
"Very good, now we just need to hold on." After hearing the report, Cotia calmed down a little, and then looked back at the shield that was constantly being irradiated by laser beams.
"With the strength of this defense system, it can probably hold on for 3-5 minutes." She estimated, and then took out a palm-sized flying disc from her waist.
"Here is a spare." After saying that, she put the flying disc in Heshia's hand.
"If the situation is critical, turn the knob in the middle of the flying disc and throw it out, it will automatically form a defensive shield."
"Thank you, but the situation may not be that simple." The girl took the flying disc and pointed to the night sky behind everyone. Several black shadows were approaching, and the residual light of the laser beam also reflected their outlines.
The heavy and solid body, the gray-green mecha shell, and the outer contour armor that was biased towards right angles made it look like a heavy armored infantry.
The 'Linxi-B1 type' was once a sixth-level military mecha, known for its solid armor and fierce firepower. It is the main force on the front battlefield and requires a sequence 6 driver with extremely strong physical fitness to operate. It has now withdrawn from the mainstream combat forces, but some military regions still retain it.
The six mechas swooped down and landed on the ground, splashing a lot of dust, and the ground was also shaken. Then the cold and black ring barrels were unfolded under the mecha's arms and aimed at the shield in front of them.
In an instant, the fire lit up, and countless crimson hot enchanted bullets pierced through the darkness and hit the shield. The high-speed rotating metal barrels were like afterimages, and the sound of the continuous shooting was so dense that it was like a whistle, and no interlude could be heard.
In just 8 seconds, tens of thousands of enchanted bullets poured onto the shield, smashing it to pieces and bursting it. The crimson torrent of bullets swept across the open space inside the shield like a plow.
The red-hot ground was steaming, and the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and there was no figure standing inside.
[Report, the target figure has been lost, and it is initially determined to be eliminated]
(End of this chapter)