big devil holmes

Chapter 236 The Hound of the Baskervilles ([-])

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

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

So, the convoy slowed down slowly. With the help of the moonlight, the soldiers in the car saw the huge silhouette, but they couldn't see its whole body. They could only adjust the angle of the searchlight, and kept going up, and then up, until the wheel axle had passed. After rising to the limit, he finally saw clearly, those eyes with red fierce light wrapped in the gap of the steel-like thick helmet.

That's a .living thing.
[Baskerville] is a very unknown but recognizable name. With Redeker Strait as the dividing line south, almost everyone knows this name, and even if it is mentioned, it will subconsciously shudder.

This is a lunatic, a cruel and evil thing hidden in the human body. He has a group of special teams supported by third-tier contractors under his command. There are no other peripheral military personnel, no tanks, and no ambulance team. It's not that this team doesn't need anything, but it's very difficult for human beings to survive in this team except for the third-order big contractors.

Because Baskerville, the commander, can't stop killing sometimes.

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

He really killed human beings on the battlefield, the soldiers of the crusader, disemboweled and ate blood dripping
This also led to his name being spread rigorously 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 army a bloodthirsty atmosphere.

It stands to reason that this kind of guy would definitely be sent to a military court early, and then sentenced to be shot or imprisoned for life.However, such a person has a combat strength that is unmatched by a company. Without any support, he crossed the strait alone, set foot on the Antarctic continent, and then completed a task of going deep into the dark zone of the gate of hell alone. No one wants to spend the rest of his life in prison for a front-line soldier on a 100-kilometer mission, because that is almost the loss of the entire empire.

Therefore, he was only limited to the area of ​​activity. Except for direct military orders, this person was not allowed to leave the imperial theater of operations.

But at this moment, this person suddenly appeared in a barren area outside London, on a road that had been repaired for an unknown number of years, and the road surface was already full of cracks, 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 quiet.

No one knew what was going on, no one knew what was going 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 spin, continuously accumulating power.

However, this team, which was still mighty when it left London, suddenly seemed a little small for some unknown reason at this moment. Those magnificent turbine systems were running at full speed, and they couldn't give the people around them a little bit of peace of mind.

Even at the back of the line, there was a soldier whose hands were shaking a little, and a lot of fine sweat oozed 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 what to face.

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

This silent confrontation was like a file, torturing everyone's minds, but in fact, it only lasted for 1 minute. Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped down from the shoulder of the huge demon. It opened, revealing some bright moonlight, which may not be noticed by anyone. In short, the figure fell straight, without any clinging or leverage in the middle, and fell to the ground with a bang, making a muffled sound.

Under the aim of countless muzzles, the figure gradually stepped out of the shadow of the huge demon, and came to the moonlight, wearing a cloth that did not match this season, it seemed that he was intentionally imitating a certain older man. The old-fashioned man, above the steam chariot, several large-caliber rotary machine guns slowly rose, but the man seemed to not care at all, walked slowly to the front of the crowd, and said something politely to everyone:

"You have 3 minutes, run away quickly."

Such a sentence resounded extremely clearly under the moonlight. A person, a huge demon, and a fully armed convoy formed a strange scene on the desolate snow field outside the city.

No one left, only the sound of a neat bullet being loaded.
The man still ignored all of 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 seems that the tester is inside."

"who are you?"

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

"Just like you, I am a crusader, so...you have 2 minutes."

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

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

No one expected that the person in front of him would say it so bluntly.
Not to mention that he is alone, even if the big demon behind him is very visually impactful, but he is facing nearly a hundred black hole muzzles like this, isn't he afraid that he will be blasted into dross by countless bullets in the next second? ?
The steam chariot has been fully charged, and everyone is ready to fight. These people know what this escort mission means, and the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him has also bluntly stated his origin, so as long as you don’t Stupid people also understand what is about to happen.An experiment that could change the future of the empire, some hope it succeeds, others naturally hope it fails.

Therefore, the nearly a hundred guns were waiting for a voice, a gesture, and then they would spray out dense gunfire like a rain curtain, washing this person and the road in front of him with gunpowder and steel.

Logically speaking, it should look like this.

But the person in front of him was so calm, he looked like a lunatic with a lack of cognition, didn't he see these people?Didn't you see these weapons?

This calmness made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Baskerville looked at the watch on his wrist, then smiled and said:
"One more minute, although I don't mind, but you guys, do you really want to die here?"

The same fluffy sentence.

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

Just listen to a shout!
"Fire!"

In an instant, the temperature from countless gun muzzles evaporated the air within dozens of square meters in front of it, and the bullets condensed together, because they were all aimed at the same position, so 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 out golden lines, cutting the ground into deep ravines. The roar and explosion instantly lit up the night, startled the surrounding snow.

However, at this very moment, that person's body made a bang, and instantly moved laterally for a distance of more than 20 meters, which was heavy but incomparably ghostly!
The reason why he is heavy is because his rapid lateral movement does not rely on any body skills that have been honed over time, but simply relies on the terrifying power that human beings should not have in a split second. The big pit, and with the explosive reaction force, his body flew in another direction, but because it was too fast, before the gunfire arrived, human eyes could not keep up with the speed, just like in the It disappeared in front of my eyes.

If you don't keep up at this moment, you won't be able to keep up anymore
The snow that had been piled up on the side of the road for a whole winter was blown into frost all over the sky by a huge force, and then the blowing wind howled to keep up. Blown back by the wind, the ordinary cloth on his body whistled, and Baskerville's feet were slightly staggered, allowing the snow that hadn't had time to fall to continue flying, and then exploded like a bowstring!The clenching of a fist caused some kind of non-existent buzzing in the air, which subsided in an instant 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 unbelievably fast cannonball, passing directly across the white and desolate snow, scratching against the wind and making a sound of metal crushing like noise.At this moment, the snow curtain rose into the sky, the weeds were torn apart, shattered into the air, and a shadow rushed towards a steam chariot, and then punched it hard.

This punch is so absurd, how can a flesh and blood body resist the thickest military armor, even if it is a Tier [-] contractor, the bones and muscles have reached a strength beyond the reach of ordinary people, but they are still flesh and blood after all.

But since it is absurd, it cannot be viewed with common sense. Therefore, at this moment, the heavy armored tank was smashed and flew far away, and then the second one, and the third one, because the line of sight could not keep up, So all of this looks like countless invisible demolition hammers are hitting the wheels of the chariots, the tracks are torn apart, the bearings are broken, and the rotary machine guns are forcibly torn off.

Of course, all of this happened in a very short moment, and the strongest attacking force of the entire convoy turned into a pile of smoking scrap iron. In the snow curtain, the movement of that person set off a strong wind, and there were roaring giants under his feet. With a loud noise, he had already rushed towards the vehicle covered with the densest armor.

And in this path, unfortunately, stood a soldier.
He didn't react to anything yet, but felt that he had suddenly appeared in a terrifying tornado, almost being swept up into the sky.He didn't realize at all that a fist with a destructive aura had pierced through the blizzard and hit the armored vehicle behind him, and by the way, he would also be blasted into blood plasma.

"boom"

This is the second sound that people can hear after that moment.

In an instant, the roar disappeared, and the gust of wind seemed to hit the big tree, and it collapsed. From shattered to silent, white snow fell like a waterfall, almost covering people's eyes. At this time, the soldier seemed to finally realize What happened, he looked in shock at a figure in front of him, who was stretching out a hand, with five fingers tightly pressing 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 have opened, all plays seem to follow the same path.

The two people are strangers to each other and have never had any intersection, but they meet in the vast crowd, and then Jin Fengyulu meets, if it is a man and a woman, there may be some sweet sparks, if it is two men, then There is a high probability that sparks will really be sparked, and at a certain time that they themselves can't explain clearly, they will ignite their attachment or anger, and then set off a monstrous fire!

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

It seems that the ultimate human emotions follow a common principle, that is, to be confused.
Sherlock, like all other citizens of the empire, had never heard of the name Baskerville, and it was naturally impossible for Baskerville to have heard of the detective Sherlock Holmes.

These two people should have no intersection, but they just met by chance, and they started fighting.

Even, they had forgotten why they fought.
I just remember that it was on the side of the street at that time, surrounded by drunk people and dense buildings, so I can't use too much force, I can't be too presumptuous, for fear of ruining the road and hurting passers-by.

Then, at this moment, on this empty and boundless early spring snow field, facing the bright moonlight, the reunion of the two people seems to have a very dramatic element.

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

But at this time, he looked at the man blocking him in front of him, still showing an unbelievable expression on his face.

"It's you...?" He tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and then smiled happily, revealing a row of incomplete teeth that were as sharp as blades: "What a coincidence."

"Yeah, it's a coincidence." Sherlock felt that the opponent's fist was no longer exerting force, so he let go of his five fingers.

Just like this, the two of them stood under the moonlight, amidst the billowing smoke from the steam chariot beside them, like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Thus, in the night wind, the killing intent became stronger.
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