Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 50. Title: End of the Road
"Pull harder! Faster!"

Old Taff's voice has been hoarse tonight.

The first half was due to nervousness, the second half was due to excitement, until Zhou Ke was almost taken away by a wave of fear at the last moment, which made the mood of this old man in his sixties fluctuate like a roller coaster.

So when Zhou Ke was pulled onto the aircraft with a safety rope, old Taf rushed up and gave him a hug.

"Zhao, you unlucky lunatic, how come all these bad things happen to you! You scared me to death just now."

He was yelling, even with a crying tone, he was really a little scared.

"We've come this far, what are you still afraid of?"

Zhou Ke was as casual as ever.

He felt pain at the back of his neck as that damn hidden assassin almost broke his spine with a knife. If he didn't have a hidden profession of "Pokémon Training" in addition to "New Wastelander", he might have really died here.

That assassin is really stable.
He even wanted to hide among Zhou Ke and his group until they escaped in a flying vehicle, and then he kidnapped Zhou Ke at the moment when they relaxed their vigilance.

The clarity of his goal, the steadiness of his actions, and the sharpness of his mind all surpassed the average level of the evildoers Zhou Ke had encountered so far. If it weren't for Brother Jie's "self-sacrifice" and Qiao Shan's bravery, it would be hard to say how this wave would have ended.

"Pull them both up."

Zhou Ke said while rubbing the back of his neck, then walked to the aircraft control panel and said to D-4 who was flying the aircraft in a circle:
"Is there a way to take out the other craft? I don't want these Acholi operators escaping and causing us more trouble."

"The aircraft is equipped with self-defense firepower. The D-4 can launch an incendiary missile from a safe distance to blow up the aircraft and disable it."

The white-haired robot girl replied:

"But judging by the current situation in Niujiao Gorge, the defeat of Operator Acholi is already a foregone conclusion. If, as you and Ohm judged, the Snake Knights who came to support us are actually here to silence us, then even the Tiger Warriors in the gorge will most likely not leave alive.

D-4 determined that we should leave this high-risk area immediately, which is the best way to protect the others in the aircraft.

Additionally, Warren Taff and Joe Shane's injuries also require immediate medical attention."

"Then let's do it!"

Zhou Ke nodded. After Ajie and Qiao Shan were pulled onto the aircraft, D-4 immediately lifted the aircraft to a safe distance. Then, when two flaming and incendiary missiles fell, the other aircraft suffered an unexpected disaster.

As the expensive military vehicle exploded in the background, the aircraft carrying the survivors rose hundreds of meters into the sky under the scarlet moonlight.

Now, unless the ground forces still have anti-aircraft weapons, no one can stop Zhou Ke and his team from escaping from danger.

He rubbed his still aching neck and looked back at the other people in the cabin. Old Taf was holding A Miao and his youngest son and resting beside his unconscious eldest son. Qiao Ya was giving first aid to Qiao Shan, who had just been stabbed in the chest by the Acholi assassin. Fortunately, the single-molecule assassination sword did not penetrate his heart.

The most heartless Ajie curled up in his seat, grabbing an energy bar and devouring it. He really needed to replenish his energy to face the next attack.

But one person was missing.

"ohm."

Zhou Ke sat in the co-pilot's chair, leaning back to rest while thinking about his next move, muttering Uncle Ohm's name.

After a few seconds, he asked:

"Do you think we should go and rescue him?"

"D-4 doesn't think that's necessary."

The robot girl answered decisively:
“This is not a conclusion based on personal grudges, but based on Mr. Ohm’s experience and identity, he was fully aware of what he would encounter before making the decision. He made a judgment and chose to bear the consequences alone!

We should understand and support them, instead of taking risks again alone after escaping from danger."

Zhou Ke nodded and looked at the energy device on his left arm.

This smart assistant, which always liked to make sarcastic comments on other things, was silent for a moment. It seemed to have noticed Zhou Ke's gaze, and it immediately retorted unhappily:

“Why are you looking at this machine?

This machine only provides suggestions, but you have the right to adopt them. We both know that when you ask that stupid question, you already have the stupider answer in your mind, right? In that case, just do it!
Don't be so hypocritical and pretend to care about other people's opinions and try to get the support you want from us. You can't hide your thoughts from me, right?"

"You are still as sharp-tongued as ever. I really like your bad temper, Chao! I should have let Wu Qinhu smash you to pieces at the End Castle!"

Zhou Ke cursed, waved his hand at D-4, and said:

"Drive the aircraft over there! Look for Ohm's whereabouts and turn on the enemy radar, but don't get too close. Cruise at a safe altitude. Even if we want to participate in Uncle Ohm's 'revenge', we have to choose a good time. By the way, I need to rest.
My neck is almost broken!"

He complained and was about to reach out to rub his neck, but unexpectedly, a slightly cold finger was placed on the back of his neck. This made Zhou Ke subconsciously hold the pistol at his waist, but he heard Qiao Ya's voice behind him:
"Don't move. The back of your neck is swollen. Let me rub it for you. I used to rub Dad's shoulders. Thank you for going back to save Uncle Ohm at this time."

"Humph, you can leave out the last part. It changes the meaning of the whole sentence."

Zhou Ke closed his eyes, enjoying Qiao Ya's service of massaging his shoulders and the back of his neck. He whispered in a provocative tone:
"If you want to gain favor, you have to be smart! Don't make everything look like a cold transaction. If you can't understand the wonderful use of 'human relationships', then your life limit will be just that.

Hiss. Your skills are pretty good. Even if you can’t be a businessman in the future, you can open a massage parlor in the city-state area and make a lot of money.

left!

Come a little to the left."

He leaned there and grumbled, feeling the aircraft descending in altitude and entering cruise control. However, Zhou Ke, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed and enjoying Qiao Ya's shoulder massage, was playing with the power mask in his hand that only he could see.

It was not a madman or a hunter, but a "new mask" looted from the body of the attacker just now.

The black crow-shaped mask looks a lot like the classic "plague doctor" head gear, but it's actually half-masked, revealing the mouth and nostrils when worn.

It can only cover the eyes and the upper half of the face, and the most peculiar thing is that compared with the plain madman and hunter, this mask is always wrapped in black illusory smoke, which makes it look full of a "magical" temperament.

Judging from Zhou Ke’s current understanding of the power of the mask, when he puts it on, he will gain weakened versions of all the abilities of the assassin just now.

In other words, you can also experience the wonderful feeling of being an "invisible man" walking secretly in the badlands.

But he was a little hesitant.

Because when he held the mask, just from the touch of his fingers, he could feel the faint noise and ominous aura.

This thing is weird!

Zhou Ke couldn't guess what kind of situation he would encounter after putting it on, so he had to be fully prepared to deal with it.

Well, I hope Uncle Ohm is strong enough to hold on until the pretentious Zhou Ke completes all the psychological preparation before the adventure.
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"boom"

The violent roar of the engine blasted into the chaotic Niujiao Gorge battlefield like a heavy punch. At the edge of the high ground where the wreckage of the destroyed and burning aircraft lay, the Snake State Knight Commander in a black leather jacket jumped off his heavy motorcycle in a dashing manner.

Wearing frog-eye glasses, he untied the veil covering his face and looked out at the Niujiao Gorge in front of him.

The counterattack of the Acholi operators has reached the final moment, and the Tiger State warriors have launched the most frantic revenge because too many people have died.

It was like two balls of fire that were about to burn out but were still fierce, fighting hard for the last chance to survive.

"Wu Qinhu's lackeys are really going backwards. They are ten times more numerous than him, but they still end up in such a miserable state! But it doesn't matter. From the perspective of the 'yellow bird', we should hope that they fight as fiercely as possible, so that we can save the trouble of cleaning up the battlefield."

This wasteland punk-looking guy raised his left hand and waved his combat-gloved fingers forward.

Nearly a hundred fully armed and disciplined Snake Knights behind him silently checked their equipment and weapons. After a moment, several high-ranking knights led them into several teams and rode their beloved Badland Iron Horses into the battlefield from several directions.

They are not here to save any party, nor are they here to serve as reinforcements.

They are the "cleaners"!
The chaos in Niujiao Gorge must be put to an end with a thunderous strike at the last moment.

As for the Knight Commander who led the team, he did not join the battle immediately, but returned to his exaggerated heavy motorcycle, took out his weapon from the locker, and carefully wiped the enchanting snake-shaped long sword with a sword cloth. When the special-shaped medicine bottle in his hand passed across the blade, a strange red flashed on the sword.

Poisoned.

This is a very old but very useful method that can effectively increase your chances of winning a battle and protect your own safety.

Of course, for those who have already reached the level of inhumanity, most toxins are difficult to take effect, so if you want the ancient techniques to be effective, you have to use some "powerful stuff". The good news is that Snake Nation's size can't be called a small workshop, but they do have some powerful stuff that can be used at critical moments.

"buzz"

He twisted his wrist, causing the serpentine sword to cut through the air before his eyes, making a sharp sound.

"My brother, you are here, right? I can even smell your anger, it's directed at me. What a pity, tonight's choreographed scene is our least favorite and least anticipated fratricide.

Sorry.

I'm sorry in advance."

The guy muttered to himself for a few words, then put the sword on his waist, sat astride the motorcycle and twisted the accelerator.

The spiked wheel shaped like the "Wheel of Blood" was spinning at high speed on the silent land that carried the death tonight, carrying him like a meteor leaping down from the heights and rushing into the battlefield that was gradually reaching its climax.

At the same time, on the central high ground of Niujiao Gorge, Uncle Ohm was adjusting his condition.

He sat cross-legged there as if meditating, so as not to be affected by the chaotic battle around him. He had to recover his excessive energy as soon as possible to deal with the "cleaners" who might arrive at any time.

Behind the old uncle who told a lot of stories, the tough "man-eater" Duncan was kneeling in an undignified posture.

He was missing his left arm and head.

The headless corpse is propped up by the broken vignetting sword, maintaining an awkward vignetting posture as if being executed. He is fully cosplaying as the confusing wasteland version of Louis XVI, and the blood that keeps flowing from the broken neck deeply interprets the meaning of the word "loser".

But Uncle Ohm, who executed Hu Bang Biao Wei as an assassin in the chaos, was by no means unscathed.

He could clearly feel that Duncan's dying counterattack had dealt a nearly devastating blow to his internal organs. Such injuries might be recoverable after a long period of rest, but for a Yellow Sand Fighter who was about to "face fate", this was the worst possible situation.

"There he is! There's the villain who started the fight!"

A piercing roar sounded near the high ground. Ohm ignored it, but several Acholi operators covered in blood rushed up ferociously.

Their team was finished, their mission failed, their confidence was shattered, and their honor was trampled upon.

All this was because this guy pretended to be a sentinel and triggered the fight between them and Tiger State. This guy was the fuse of this death chaos that should not have happened tonight. Even if he had to die, Operator Acholi would take the other party to hell with him!

The sound of footsteps filled with murderous intent was getting closer and closer, forcing Ohm, who was meditating to recover, to stop healing himself and reach out to grab the knife stuck beside him.

This replica of the famous sword was probably "unsheathed" for the first time in the true sense tonight. It chopped off at least thirty heads in its first performance, including that of a Biao guard. It could be called the most gorgeous "test of the sword", but at this moment it was still as sharp and bright as before the battle.

As cold and quiet as moonlight, without even a trace of blood.

Without this fine knife, Ohm would not have come this far. At least his previous motorcycle sword, which was of fine quality but just an ordinary item, could not so easily cut through Biaowei's well-tempered spine.

But just before Ohm stood up, with the furious sound of the engine and the roar of the wheels, the exaggeratedly shaped motorcycle rushed up the rugged hillside of at least 70 degrees, and then after jumping high up, it slammed down heavily against the backdrop of the bloody moon, and the hammer-like impact on the ground brought up a deep blue light.

The screams are just the accompaniment, the engine roaring like death heavy metal is the absolute protagonist.

It is wild, ruthless and ferocious, coldly crushing those lunatics who try to drag others to hell with them, and knocking a bloody path onto the stage for its master who is filled with murderous intent and sadness of farewell.

After a moment of smoke and blood, as the iconic blood-stained wheels drove out, stepping on the bodies of the freshly dead, tonight's "cleaner" finally appeared in front of Ohm.

The foot brace was lifted up by the boots with spurs. As the snake-shaped sword swung and the blood dripped, the familiar man moved his shoulders, took off the cowboy hat on his head, and hung it on the handle of his motorcycle.

He shook his bleached and dyed black-red hair, looked up and down at Ohm standing in front of him with a knife, and said in a gentle tone with a hint of joy at meeting an old friend:
"Long time no see, fifth brother. Your sister is always nagging and quite neurotic and clumsy in trying to get us to accept you again, but you know, I will always stand on Amanda's side, just like when we were children.

When we were bullied by our eldest sister and second brother, the three of us would always band together and beat them back when they were resting."

"Shut up, Denard."

Ohm didn't have that much time to exchange polite greetings. He asked coldly:

"So, it's you?"

"Yes, it's me."

The third Knight Commander of the Snake State, "Blood Wheel" Denard, who commanded the Seven Ring City Assault Knights, nodded calmly. He did not pretend to cover up or shyly avoid the question, but directly and straightforwardly admitted the accusation.

他 说:

"It was me who contacted the Acholi Consortium! On that night twenty years ago that seemed like it would never dawn, I personally told them the whereabouts of you and that woman. But I was also the first to rush into that terrible bombing zone and carry you back to the Seventh Ring City with only one breath left.

You know, their order to the execution troops at that time was to leave no one alive.

I betrayed you and I saved you.

So, Ohm, my brother, can we have a deal?

Let's just pretend that this never happened, okay? You come back with me to Seven Ring City and return to our big family, just like we did when we were kids, loving and supporting each other.

Your sister really wants you to go back. Amanda is like that. She is not very smart but never says soft words, but her heart is softer than anyone else.

Big sister Sasha and second brother Levi have already agreed that as long as you go back, no one will bring up the past.

The old man also hopes that you will go back.

You know, the fifth seat of the Knight Commander has been vacant for more than ten years. It is yours and can only be yours! So, why should you make your brothers, sisters and family wait and feel sad for a crazy woman who has been dead for many years? "

Denard's words were sincere.

Even without too much thought, one can tell that what he said at this moment might be what was in his heart.

He was very disgusted with Ohm's behavior of choosing the latter between his family and women, but he did not deny Ohm's position in that family.

This "Third Brother" really seems to be able to take us back to the past.

But unfortunately, the moment the knife was swung with decisive murderous intent, Denard knew that his desire had been extinguished by his own hands twenty years ago.

When everything is infused with the poison of "betrayal", the so-called loving brothers and sisters can only remain in the simple time of childhood.

Faced with Ohm who was approaching like a ferocious tiger, he could only choose the coldest response.

"clang"

The snake-shaped sword and the blade collided with each other, and cold sparks danced as the sharp blades crossed.

The two brothers who grew up together and slept on bunk beds for ten years stared into each other's eyes during the wrestling match.

The chaos, blood and death around them had all disappeared in this moment, and all that remained in each other's eyes was the pain of fratricide and the ubiquitous scarlet moonlight.

It's like a cruel stage.

The wind started to blow, with a hint of anxiety, as if the final curtain had been drawn, and the final play of the night would be staged, titled "The End of the Road".

The end of the past, the end of the Badland Rangers, and perhaps, the end of those who have betrayed and those who will suffer.

(End of this chapter)