Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

incredible.

Is it really the same person?

He easily knocked down two Self-Defense Force soldiers with a pistol, and then mercilessly shot at the two who were still struggling.

He acted without hesitation, never made unnecessary movements, and his body, under the arrangement of his brain, perfectly became a killing machine. This was the deep first impression Raphael gave her.

The people sitting here are completely different. They don't talk much and rarely show their emotions on their faces. They always have a calm expression, as if everything is the same and there is no difference.

That’s right, it was the same expression she saw while hiding in the dark when she killed the two soldiers last night.

Lily sighed, supporting her cheek.

It was still bright outside the window, and the occasional shop or hotel was full of vitality. The endless shrill howls combined with the sound of fuel exploding inside the car engine inexplicably made people feel that they matched each other.

Lily rubbed her bangs. The long bangs sometimes blocked Lily's vision.

"Hey...why do we need to practice now?" she asked.

"Because today is the day we were originally scheduled to participate in the competition."

It was so calm that there wasn't even a hint of emotion. Lily couldn't help but shudder.

"Contest?"

"Well, it's considered the highest level non-professional wind instrument competition."

"Miss the past?" Lily couldn't help but ask.

"I guess so. After all, I've lived here for a while, and most of the memories I've accumulated are..." Raphael tilted his head, compared the daily life in New York and Kyoto, and answered affirmatively: "It's happy, that's right."

The computing power allocated to thinking by the mind core suddenly began to surge. Another route of the "GAVIRUL" plan was to activate the ruins and directly conduct learning and technology replication.

If the original route, that is, the plan represented by "Lily" and "Rose", had not failed, perhaps this explosion would not have occurred.

This is what makes Raphael emotionally unstable.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"Nothing."

When asked this question in such a calm voice, Lily let out a "gurgling" sound like a squashed frog.

Doesn't this child have emotions?

No, there is only one reason to pick up an instrument and play it in today's crisis-ridden environment: to vent.

In order to express his painful and depressed emotions, he picked up the flute and let the graceful and melodious sound drive away the inner depression.

The sun was rising gradually, and the sunflowers in the field were tilting to the right as if they were turning away, with their green stems growing upwards.

The lively scene outside the window did not deceive Lily's eyes at all. This should be the sunflowers' last performance.

"Well, I'll start practicing then."

"Oh."

Lily nodded, half lying on the table, and turned her attention back to her sister who had entered the cockpit. Somehow, Rose and Suzune quickly became familiar with each other.

The two of them whispered to each other from time to time and laughed occasionally, making them look like tourists who came for a picnic and camping rather than panicked refugees.

The sound of the flute pierced the sound of the car engine, but this time it was completely different. It was no longer the dance music with the meaning of "defeat, failure", but a more boring practice song.

Might as well just continue playing the dance music I was playing before, she thought.

But it would be a bit too much to say it now. Lily lowered her head and smiled helplessly.

"Well, trouble is coming up from behind."

Fei Niao stuck her head out. She glanced at Raphael first, and then said to everyone:

"Three vehicles, estimated to be around 20-30 people, armed personnel."

Raphael took apart the flute with familiarity, wiped off the water marks, and asked, "What's the estimated contact time?"

“It will take about 10 to 15 minutes.”

"That's enough. Find a suitable corner and take them out in one go."

"receive."

Chapter 151 Massacre

Do you think you can ambush an entire army with just three people?

This was a bit far-fetched. Rose turned her gaze away from the triplets who were packing their bags and reached out to the M16A4 assault rifle placed on the weapon rack.

"That's not necessary."

She sighed when she heard the voice, and the girl who made the voice smiled maturely.

"Although I don't know what your value is, an order is an order. It is a command document issued by a superior to a subordinate with mandatory enforcement effect. Since you two serve the CIA, you should understand what you should do."

Rose held her chin in her hand and sighed.

"Well, once our ambush position is breached, or if we miss the two agreed contact time windows, please go to the retreat point on your own."

Among the three sisters, the elder sister who could play the flute came over and said to her:

"Don't worry. It's normal for our position to be breached. We are short of manpower. When the time comes, we will break through from another direction. They are wearing heavy protective clothing and cannot catch up with our speed."

"Ah, I didn't expect you to say that."

"My mission is to meet and escort them, which is an impersonal job."

Raphael said, and opened the small terminal device that was tied tightly to his chest with elastic ropes.

Satellites are satellites after all. Due to the limitations of uplink and downlink bandwidth, the image data they send is often one minute slower than the actual reality.

This is already very good, but unfortunately she still wants better.

For example, when we intercepted Professor Sabulov before, we received support from the IRS unmanned reconnaissance and surveillance platform. The picture was tracked in real time, and every move of the enemy could be seen clearly.

The CIA was unwilling to invest their few valuable air assets, drones being too valuable, into producing more expensive tactical dolls.

Raphael made a "pooh" sound and stuffed all the explosives, detonators, fuses and detonators into his backpack, preparing to put on a very beautiful fireworks show.

Not to mention killing all the people in one go, at least 1/3 of them will be killed, and the rest will be shocked to death, otherwise it will be a tough battle that lasts for a long time.

With only three assault rifles and several throwing explosives, and no support from squad machine guns or general-purpose machine guns, they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers and would certainly not have an easy time in the battle.

Raphael gently patted the brim of his baseball cap, signaling Asuka to move into the information warfare position to provide surveillance and cover for her.

Fei Niao gestured that the estimated arrival time was 5 minutes and the number of people on board was not yet clear.

Raphael understood that the information was unclear. After all, everyone was sitting in the car, and he could only roughly judge the number of people by the outline. The specific situation still needed to be verified by his men.

Raphael rushed down the hillside, lowered his head and leaned forward to avoid the harassment of dead branches, and suddenly appeared at the bend of an empty mountain road.

With the folding engineer shovel and the humanoid's natural strength, she can dig holes and weed much faster than other human teams of the same type.

In just a few steps, she made a suitable burial pit, loaded it with explosives and detonators, connected it with control lines and laid it towards the hidden location she had chosen.

"Two minutes."

Aska's ruthless countdown sounded in his headphones, making Raphael's hands move half a second faster.

"coming!"

"Got it. I can hear you."

The mixed sound of the turbocharger's buzzing and the gasoline engine's constant explosion in the combustion chamber echoed back and forth in the valley, and the processed amplification after the headphones picked up the sound made it extremely noisy.

But that's what war is. There's no point in complaining. All you can do is accept it.

She checked the detonation circuit one last time, and after confirming that it was almost camouflaged, she lowered her body and rushed into the pre-selected hidden position.

The roar of the car engine was steady and low, and the broadcast in the headphones was stable and calm.

During this quiet time, Raphael pulled two magazines out of his pocket and placed them within easy reach.

“It’s time to count down.”

As usual, the sound of the birds was surprisingly calm and without any emotion.

The enemy was indeed very cunning. The positions of the first car and the following three cars were far apart, which forced Raphael to let them pass the explosion point.

What? There are still people in the Japanese Self-Defense Forces who know how to fight.

However, it was really unfortunate that the surviving Ground Self-Defense Force chose to stand against them.

It's incredible.

The shadow of the car moved slowly and quickly on the rugged mountain road.

If they were willing to turn around and head down the mountain the same way they came, after about 20 kilometers, the lush mountain scenery would come to an abrupt end, replaced by sand and the open ocean.

It was still early, and the hazy sea of ​​sand stretched all the way to the dazzling horizon where the water and sky met in the distance. It was the garbage everywhere that made the scenery quite regrettable.

It was indeed bad news that the convoy continued to approach, but it was not a devastating blow. At best, it was just an accidental incident.

Ever since he knew that Mount Shinobu had ascended to heaven and his home in Kyoto had turned into a realm of death, Raphael had conducted many virtual simulations for such emergencies. In fact, the simulated situation settings included scripts that could match the current environment.

That was a great help.

At least for these combatants who need to fight with limited resources, the fighting is not so scary, and they are more aware of the risks they take than those they protect.

"Let the first car go."

Raphael gave an indifferent instruction, "Tell the two young ladies to put some of the ammunition and my flute bag under the banyan tree northeast of the parking lot. Thank you."

There is no way around it. The vehicles in front and behind are too far apart. If all the precious explosives are used on the reconnaissance team leading the way, how will the dozen or so people behind fight?

If the rear team comes under attack and the vehicle leading the way and performing the reconnaissance mission in front does not turn back, then the two young ladies will have to fend for themselves.

"I'm ready."

Lingyin turned off the safety of the HK416. The red aperture projected in the sight lens had firmly framed the driver of the leading car in the rear team. Just pulling the trigger would make him fall into a good sleep immediately.

"I'm ready too," Asuka said.

"Detonate."

Raphael pressed the detonator three times in a row, and the scorching flames and flying rocks instantly covered the three cars in the rear team, and then the roar penetrated her eardrums through the air.

Suzune and Asuka simply stood up and pressed forward, and it didn't look like a traditional ambush at all.

They fired at all moving shadows, firing a volley of bullets at any movement.

Anyway, if you know about the M855A1 bullet, which has a copper-clad steel core, the protection of the BMP2 infantry fighting vehicle is not a problem in front of this bullet, and it still has a considerable level of lethality after penetration.

The leading van soon became a sieve, with bright red liquid dripping through the bullet holes and cracks in the vehicles.

Chapter 152 Chopping melons and vegetables

After Lily placed the spare ammunition and flute bags they needed in the designated location as Raphael requested, she quietly moved to the edge of the battlefield to watch the battle, despite her sister Rose's objections.

She was surprised to find that two of the triplets were already pressing upward from two directions, with terrifyingly high attack efficiency, supporting each other...

One of them actually smashed the car window with his elbow, reached in with his gun and fired at the rebel Ground Self-Defense Force armed personnel inside who were still in a state of dizziness caused by the explosion.

When Raphael played the flute not long ago, the slenderness that only belonged to a young girl could not deceive anyone.

Although the elbow is the most vulnerable joint of the human body, no matter how fragile the car window is, it is not something that a JK girl can smash easily.

Shocked, nothing but shock, she felt that something was not right.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong; when a person is abnormal, there must be something fishy; when someone speaks insincerely, there must be something fishy.

Lily and Rose are surviving embryos that received the "GAVIRUL gene" fragment. In the end, all they showed was rapid growth and a metabolism faster than that of ordinary people.

Apart from having slightly higher muscle strength and prefrontal cortex activity than average people of the same age, the sisters showed no other unusual features.

If she really wanted to smash the car window with her elbow, it would still take a lot of energy and she might even get injured.

It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.

It is unknown which ruins the gene fragment was used from, but it is many times more powerful than the guard gene known as "GAVIRUL-尉".

The battle was easier than expected, and the three of them quickly eliminated the threat.

The Ground Self-Defense Force soldiers were sitting in the vehicle wearing heavy protective clothing. The relatively narrow space slowed down their reaction, and only six people avoided the tragedy of being executed.

From a distance, all the armed personnel looked the same, with black fully enclosed coats wrapped around their bodies, a breathing filter device on their faces, and thick but transparent composite lenses installed in their eyes.