Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 125 124. It’s better to hold back some of the things you want to say (th update)
The first half of the whole process was relatively smooth, because one only had to keep clearing forward in the cylindrical space. However, in the middle part, when one had to step into the huge passage, it became very dangerous.

This action is tantamount to exposing oneself to the muzzles of sniper rifles, but this is the only way to go.

The three men, who called each other "X", stopped and rubbed their hands awkwardly, trying to get Cypher to help eliminate the snipers as much as possible.

Cypher adjusted his weapon to normal power. "Of course, but I can't hit those sniper units unless they show up. So, do you have any good ideas?"

The three of them looked at each other, and no one wanted to be the 'target'.

They stopped here last time and lost a teammate. This time, they said they would never be shot to pieces.

After several refusals, the three finally chose to stack the defensive equipment on one person, and then have him go out and sneak to the protected area on the other side while trying to keep his head hidden.

It was a good idea, and Cypher shrugged, indicating that he was ready.

The other two huddled in a safe place and waved, saying they were ready too.

The man took a deep breath, rushed out and rolled forward.

At the same time, the entire huge cylindrical passage was lit up with buzzing red lights, dotted with stars, which was very beautiful.

Cypher didn't care how loud the threat scan alarm was. He held the marksman rifle, and the toxic mist in front of him did not block or cover it at all.

Those low 'buzzing' sounds eventually turned into energy sniper particle beams that hit the crawling teammates. At the same time, the gun in Seifer's hand also fired.

The sound of a gun being accelerated by an energy track is hard to describe. It's not the boom of compressed air exploding with gunpowder, but more like the 'buzz... bang!' sound of an electrical discharge.

But its power is unquestionable.

Each shot would cause a sniper-type autonomous unit to explode along with its weapon. The extremely close intervals between shots made the weapon in Seifer's hand look like a machine gun rather than a marksman rifle.

The two men huddled back, watching as Cypher fired from behind cover. The recoil of each shot was absorbed steadily by his body, and the enemies disappeared like snowflakes.

"What a strong guy... Is this guy really a new mercenary?"

"Keep your voice down! So what if you're new in the business? As long as they're willing to spend a fortune on their own improvements, there aren't many mercenaries who can open those bipedal things."

"I see... A guy who has transformed himself can indeed withstand bombardment from this kind of weapon... W-What should we do next?"

Even when whispering, the two communicated quite cautiously - they probably didn't know that even such a small sound could be heard by Cypher.

After emptying a magazine, Seifer pulled it out without any regret and threw it away, inserted a new magazine, and then pulled out the battery block not far in front of the magazine with force.

Throwing it out together, Cypher installed a new battery and pulled down the charging lever. Apart from anything else, this thing has a strong sense of ritual as a weapon.

He integrated a problem that could be solved by a button into the bolt handle, which is outrageous.

He quickly reloaded, and the footsteps could be heard by the people still running in front. Cypher continued to destroy the fewer and fewer sniper autonomous machines under the buzzing particle beam.

Then he suddenly turned around and said: "This round of sniper units has been almost cleared out, move, don't squat."

The two who had just been discussing what to do next quickly stood up: "Now! Um... should we just rush over or...?"

"How about I carry you over? There are only a few things that can hit you from this angle. Seize the opportunity, they will fill the position soon."

The two men hurriedly got up and ran forward, the pier making a crackling sound under their feet. After they started moving, Seifer followed with a gun in his hand.

During this time, some autonomous sniper units had climbed onto the platforms, but before they could gain a foothold, Cypher turned them into scrap metal again.

The group quickly crossed the trestle area of the circular space, successfully rushing into the second-level maintenance tunnel and clearing the autonomous devices there, then breathed a sigh of relief. The man who had been serving as bait happily took off his equipment: "I was scared to death, I thought I was going to melt there... Anyway, there's only a little more distance left. Let's take a break first, shall we?"

A place like this, to rest?
Seifer looked around. The maintenance area had less steam flowing in, and the area was not an important maintenance location. Considering that it had really taken a lot of energy to push it all the way here, it would be better to take a break.

"Okay, you guys take a rest, I'll give you some fresh air."

"Don't be so formal! We are comrades who have fought together. There are no such things coming to this place for the time being. We need to rest and replenish our energy so that we can fight to the end."

Apart from anything else, the combat skills of these three are indeed good... When they were clearing the way just now, their cooperation was also remarkable, and they used cross-cover for each other very skillfully.

Cypher thought for a moment and sat in the circle formed by the three people. The man who had previously contacted the transformation agency, codenamed 'Number Four', took out a metal cylinder from his backpack.

Pull it upwards, and a warm light will immediately light up, bringing warmth and comfort to the people around you, and temporarily relaxing the tense hearts.

The three of them then took out some supplies and confirmed with each other whether they were damaged in the battle and whether they could be used - then, they placed two metal cans in front of Cypher.

"This is?"

"Sealed clean drinking water and liquid meal replacements. If a mercenary doesn't bring these with them, what will they do if they get trapped?"

Number Six unscrewed the sealing lid of the jar, and clear water immediately poured out of the jar with good shock-absorbing filling.

After the three men confirmed that the pollutants in the surrounding air were low, they took off their respirators and drank a glass of water, looking as if they were drinking alcohol - they seemed to be enjoying it very much.

Only Cypher held the metal bottle and stared at it for a moment. This made Number Four shake his head. "We're all mercenaries. You don't suspect we're planning to harm you, do you?"

He reached for the bottle from Seifer's hand, unscrewed it, poured himself a sip of water, and then placed his bottle next to Seifer.

After the three men made it clear that they really didn't poison anything, they took another big sip of the liquid meal replacement. Judging from their expressions, the stuff was really hard to drink.

In order to look sociable, Cypher took out a straw from his storage bag, connected one end to the respirator (decorative), and put the other end into the jar.

"It's Qingshui, I was too suspicious. So what are the plans next?"

However, Sefer drank a bottle of water without changing his expression, then put the straw into the liquid meal replacement and sucked slowly.

The three of them carefully analyzed that the next section of the journey would require them to cross this huge pipeline and reach the 'other end' of the pipeline.

The biggest source of information in this area is there.

It is still difficult to get there, so it is very important to replenish your physical strength. You must rush there in one breath and immediately eliminate any sniper units you encounter on the way.

Therefore, Seifer has to shoulder a heavy task, seizing the 0.5 second time difference between the sniper unit locking onto a team member and opening fire, and eliminating the opponent first.

The plan seemed to be going well, so the group took a short break, picked up the things on the ground and prepared to set off again.

Then Number Four finally couldn't help himself. He put on his backpack and saw that the other two had left the room and suddenly asked, "Red Crossbow, how do you feel?"

"I feel fine. Any questions?"

"Uh... no, nothing."

Hesitantly, No. 4 shook his head vigorously, and then the group headed towards the last complex trestle interaction passage.

From here on, you must not stop until you reach the other side!

　The update is finished, let’s start slacking off!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)