Life as a mercenary turned into a girl is a bit difficult

is her!

Hiei Jing was startled. The monster had clearly set its last sight on her. It raised its slender neck and was about to pounce. She wanted to dodge, but the severe pain in her lower abdomen was numb and gradually spread from the site where the activation agent was injected. The heat all over her body seemed to help her regain some mobility.

"Die, monster!!!"

But before she could take action, Heng Cang, who had finally loaded his bullet in time, shouted loudly, using his shout to gather the last bit of courage from his fear to urge him to stand in front of Hiiragi Jing.

Hu Jie, who had become a monster, bit down on the raised muzzle of the gun. When faced with the opportunity presented to him, he did not hesitate at all and pushed the muzzle of the gun deep into the monster's mouth and quickly pulled the trigger.

But in the next second, the monster seemed to be aware of the danger of the weapon in Hengcang's hand in advance and tilted his head to one side. The bullet that was supposed to penetrate the back of the neck actually penetrated from the face. Hengcang wanted to take the second shot, but the monster's The jaws suddenly exerted force, and the barrel of the oversized pistol was torn off by it. The perfect opportunity for serious injury now looked more like a trap set by a monster.

"Hu Jie! You deserve to die!!!"

The only weapon among the few that could inflict damage to the monster was completely scrapped. He knew clearly that the monster had already abandoned everything about human beings, including memories, but in anger, Heng Cang still yelled out the name uncontrollably. Of course he was angry and broke the game. The agreement between the herdsmen and Green Valley City abandoned him, and he turned into a monster again, blocking everyone's escape at the last moment.

He clenched his fist, unfolded the broken arm shield, and with the help of the exoskeleton, he hit the monster's face hard, which made him extremely angry. The monster's head was smashed and fell backwards. Hu Jie took the opportunity to open his arms and put all his weight on it. He pressed forward and advanced step by step towards the edge of the platform.

"No...cough cough cough..." Hiiragi wanted to shout out the advice "Don't be impulsive", but she was interrupted by the blood pouring out of her throat and violent coughing after spitting out a syllable, and the new pain almost made her She fainted, but strangely the pain this time did not come from the wound in her lower abdomen.

"..."

Seeing Hiiragi coughing up blood, Ruoxiang grasped the console with one hand and tried not to fall off the sloping platform. The other hand was about to go forward to wipe it, but it suddenly stopped when it was raised in the air. Then the gradually dimming light came from Hiiragi. The 'blood' spit out from the mouth turned out to be a ball of black viscous liquid. Ruoxiang clearly felt the coldness of the liquid even though it was not relieved.

They flow like living things...

The disadvantageous status quo will not change because of the madness of closing the position. The monster that has recovered its strength is already far superior to the closing position in terms of strength. After taking two difficult steps to close the position, it will no longer be possible. As he moved forward, sparks were emitted from time to time between the soles of his feet and the cargo platform, and the battery behind him made unprecedented noise.

It's now! ! !

Hei Cang suddenly released his hands that were protecting the monster's neck and dodged to the side. At the same time, he reached out to touch the battery placed behind him. Even with a layer of exoskeleton gloves behind him, he could clearly feel the odor emitted by the battery the moment he took hold of it. Horrible burning sensation.

'Battery overheating, explosion warning! '

Only Hengsang himself could see it, and the warning words in dark red fonts filled the entire built-in display screen of his helmet.In the tunnel, when Hu Jie received the first warning of battery overheating during the fight, he used it as a prepared attack method in his mind. He carefully controlled the battery close to the threshold from beginning to end for the only chance now.

This is his last chance! ! !

"puff……"

However, just when he was holding the battery in his hand and resisting the constant burning pain and preparing to hand out the swollen and deformed battery, his eyes became inexplicably dizzy, and all sounds and lights were leaving him. His mouth opened wide. The roaring sound was replaced by a strange whistling sound.

It wasn't until his eyes raised uncontrollably that he looked down belatedly. What caught his eyes was the bloody cross-section of his lower body and the withered palms that penetrated his chest. It seemed that the internal organs that had been trapped in the body cavity for a long time were in a mess. It flowed all over the ground, and this time the exoskeleton finally failed to block the fatal blow for the wearer.

On the chest...that's where I put the...evaluation form...

There was no pain or fear in closing the position, and I didn't even have the strength to turn my eyes. I just watched the battery that had expanded into an almost oval shape fall out of my hand... only to be held up by a ball of black slime that came out of nowhere. Still approaching the monster in mid-air, his vision was completely shrouded in eternal darkness as fire and explosions suddenly erupted.

As a dying person, Heng Cang no longer cares about the final result. The only thing worth thinking about is hoping that the evaluation form on his chest will not be torn into pieces by that palm.

Chapter 84 The end of the showdown

The accumulated pressure drilled cracks on the surface of the battery, and pungent gas and tongues of fire were the first to spit out from the cracks in the expanding battery. Even the crazy monster was aware of the danger that had been pent up for a long time, but it was too late to make any reaction. The flames quickly exploded into a bright light that occupied all the vision.

The rapidly blooming fireball not only enveloped the monster, but also engulfed the lifting platform where everyone was sitting. Facing the incoming flames, Ruoxiang subconsciously closed her eyes, but after waiting for a few breaths, the expected burning sensation did not spread. Come……

What is this? !

Ruoxiang, who couldn't help but open her eyes, saw at first sight a curved wall shield made of pitch black liquid blocking their way.

The holes were constantly burned by the flames but were constantly filled by the surrounding black liquid, firmly blocking the flames during the short tug of destruction and repair.

The familiar black liquid meant that what she saw before was not an illusion. She was obviously protected from the burning flames, but He Ruoxiang had an indescribable ill feeling. She was very sure that the ill feeling she felt did not come from the uncomfortable appearance. , but something deeper... like the instinctive resistance when faced with brightly colored fungi.

What on earth are those?Wakaka turned her eyes away from the mucus and looked at Hiiragi Jing to ask something, but found that the other party was also staring at the black mucus in front of her with as much astonishment as her own.

Of course, Hiiragi Jing, who was in a daze, could not answer Ruoxiang's questions. In contrast, she had more questions: except for a small area of ​​the lifting platform, they were surrounded by flames and thick smoke, but at this moment she did not I didn't feel the slightest burning sensation, but instead I felt waves of chills running down my skin and spreading throughout my body. I don't know when the original heat and pain were completely taken away, and everything before that seemed to be an illusion due to my serious injury.

But is it really an illusion... Hiiragi subconsciously pressed his lower abdomen, and the wound that should have been there disappeared without a trace at this moment, not even leaving a scar at all.

She knew that her injuries recovered faster than ordinary people, but this time it was too abnormal.

What just happened?

She only knew that the moment she witnessed Hengcang being pierced by a monster, all her thoughts were pulled away instantly. After this brief absence, the shield made of black mud appeared in front of her out of thin air. It obviously looked extremely powerful. Disgusting black mucus, but Hiiragi didn't feel physically or psychologically uncomfortable. Instead, she felt a contradictory feeling of familiarity and strangeness, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't find the source of the citrus.

By the way, close the position!

The crisis was over, the dust raised by the explosion dispersed, and the sparks that splashed on the ground gradually extinguished. The black mud shield wall merged into the platform beneath its feet and disappeared. The monster that was severely injured by the explosion lost its head and half of its chest, and lay motionless on the platform. At the edge, the skin that even a sharp blade could not damage was covered with large areas of burns. The choking smell of coke spread in the air with the smoke and dust. When she regained consciousness, Hiiragi hurriedly looked at her feet.

The shield wall made of black mud appeared between Ping Cang and the monster. The subsequent explosion did not affect him. However, such protection could not save the young man's life. The exoskeleton and his chest were pierced together. There is no possibility of saving the fatal injuries.

The blood that tended to coagulate under the surrounding high temperature began to flow again. The black-red blood was mixed with black crystals visible to the naked eye. When she discovered that Hiiragi's breathing was slightly stagnant, she understood that this was a symptom of the later stages of pollution. The blood came from The injuries on her chest meant that even her heart and lungs were contaminated... Her activation potion still didn't have much effect after all.

The young man who accompanied her all the way from Changming City fell here after all... Hiiragi Jing had witnessed too many deaths, but Ping Cang's death made her feel like she was back to the way she was when she was a rookie for a moment. He was at a loss, whether it was in Changming City or in the underground tunnel, those common experiences were enough for Hiiragi to treat him as a friend. There are not many people in this wasteland world who can bear the weight of trust, and there are even fewer people now. Got a...

"Hey...!"

Following Hiiragi Jing's gaze, Ruoxiang immediately spotted Hengcang, who was lying on the ground. When she saw the huge wound on her chest, her face lost color. Unlike Hiiragi Jing, a professional mercenary, Ruoxiang had never experienced this. With so many lives and deaths, the small world of Changming City was both a prison and a kind of greenhouse. The impact of the reality of such tragic deaths on the few people who could talk to her was self-evident.

This is probably the first time she has actually witnessed death, the death of a familiar friend...

"Don't go near him!"

Seeing that Ruoxiang was about to pounce on Hengcang's body, Hiiragi stopped her without any care: "He was infected with pollution in the tunnel earlier, and the pollution source in the blood will evaporate and spread in the air... …”

I don't know whether the warning worked or whether exhaustion exhausted the remaining energy. After struggling for a while, Ruoxiang was so exhausted that she knelt on the ground. Her overused throat could no longer make any sound, and she could only hear the short breathing in her mouth. And powerless, now she didn't even have the strength to cry.

"It's not your fault. It was Heng Cang's own decision to move forward. The people who really killed him were the nomads..." Taking a deep breath, Hiiragi couldn't get rid of the heavy feeling in his chest. Such a reason She was comforting the other party but also speaking to herself. Although it sounded like shirk of responsibility, she had to say it. With Ruoxiang's sensitive character, she might blame Hengcang's death entirely on her cooperation with the nomads.

"Be careful! It's still moving!"

Just as Hiiragi was asking how to comfort the collapsed Ruoxiang, Buton's hoarse shout made her feel nervous instantly. This time, the sense of crisis came belatedly, and the death of Hengcang actually affected her so much that she forgot about it. The most basic precautions.

In the corner of his sight, he caught a blurry shadow coming towards this side very quickly. From such a short distance, it was too late to hold Ruoxiang and dodge. The thought in his mind was clearly to push Ruoxiang away immediately, but his body was not. At this moment, he instinctively moved his palm forward. Even Hiiragi himself couldn't believe why he would do such a ridiculous move.

But the scene in front of her in the next second made her thinking completely stop.

The black liquid that had disappeared appeared again, and this time she clearly saw the black liquid coming out of her palm and quickly facing the object that attacked her.

The monster that had been ravaged by explosions and high temperatures at close range was actually so tenacious. Even after its head was destroyed, it did not die completely. The arm that attacked Hiiragi had half of its forearm destroyed, but the exposed white bones became a deadly weapon.

The black liquid quickly wrapped around it the moment it touched it. The seemingly soft appearance actually deflected the monster's attack from its original target. The monster struggled to pull its arms and wanted to continue to pounce towards Hiiragi and the two, but with a cold wave, The movement of the light flashing past the monster stopped abruptly.

Before everyone could react to what was happening, the monster's body actually split from the middle to the left and right. The extremely smooth section and the figure that appeared after it made Hiiragi's pupils suddenly shrink, and the death of Hiring Kang There was also a strange black liquid that made her nerves, which were almost exhausted, tense up again.

tyrant!

Chapter 85 After Everything ([-]-in-[-])

Although in her memory she had only seen it at close range in the ruined city, this long-lost and familiar face was something that Hiiragi would never forget. The exaggerated scythe did not leave any trace of blood after chopping the monster. The tattered trench coat I saw for the first time was replaced by a coat ripped off from someone unknown. The clothes were obviously adult-sized and did not fit the tyrant's figure...

No, no, now is not the time to analyze the tyrant’s clothing preferences. Why is she here?The appearance of an unexpected figure made Hiiragi couldn't help but think of the attack warnings that had been sent everywhere in the Ofanto underground base. Could it be the turmoil caused by the tyrant in front of him?

Seeing the tyrant looking at her, Hiiragi's muscles immediately tensed up. This witch codenamed "Tyrant" and Lingjiu Ruoxiang are completely different. Listening to Han Nianling's description of her, she was even in the S1 Missile Of course, Hiiragi Jing would not imagine that he had the strength to fight against the tyrant, but those weird "black muds"... maybe... could delay them for a while or two.

After the monster comes the witch. Why is fate so harsh on them? But if she can risk her life to close the position, why can't she not do it...

"We meet again." Just when Hiiragi Jing was determined to use her little strength against the tyrant, the tyrant suddenly said.

Speaking, speaking, of course, it was not just this that shocked Hiiragi Jing. She had heard the other person speak when they first met, but this time he was actually talking to her, and instead of sounding towards herself, it seemed a little... Familiar?No, that's not right!Am I crazy?She actually felt that the tyrant was familiar with her, and Hiei Jing was so overwhelmed that she forgot to reply immediately.

The tyrant didn't care about this and continued to speak: "The seeds have blended in with you a little bit more. Did you remember anything?"

"Remember something...what?" An inexplicable question made Hiiragi subconsciously repeat the end of the tyrant's sentence, but before she could clear her thoughts, she saw the disappointment in the tyrant's eyes flash away.

"What about you?" After a few short sentences, the tyrant ignored Hiiragi Jing, and naturally ignored her and looked behind him.

Hiiragi suddenly turned her head and was shocked to see Ruoxiang next to her shaking her head in reply, with no trace of surprise or anger on her face...Wait a minute, Ruoxiang and the tyrant actually know each other?Hiiragi Jing felt that his brain was a little out of use. One was a tyrant whose evil reputation spread throughout the Southern Federation, and the other was a national idol banned by the Changming City government. Although they were both witches, how did they come into contact?

If she didn't know that Ruoxiang couldn't speak now, she would really want to ask something.

The tyrant answered in the negative again and said nothing more but continued to move her gaze to look at Buton in the corner. This time she had no intention of asking questions, and murderous intent suddenly lit up in her scarlet pupils.

Hieragi Jing's heart suddenly tightened. Although she didn't know why Buton became an exception among them, the locals who had finally established some communication and had a deep hatred with the local Ofanto government and were unlikely to betray them must not die here.

"Buton, has the platform been repaired? There is such a big noise here and Orfanto's pursuers will arrive soon!"

Buton was also a battle-hardened warrior. When he was locked by the tyrant's eyes, he didn't understand what the other party meant. After witnessing with his own eyes how the monster that forced them into a desperate situation was killed by the strange giant holding a giant monster in front of him. After killing the sickly girl easily, he knew that there was absolutely no chance of him surviving as long as the other party took action.

Fortunately, Hiiragi Jing's words gave him hope, and Buton quickly replied: "It will be fixed immediately!" The best way to save his life is to show his role. Sure enough, after hearing the questions and answers between the two, The tyrant's brow furrowed slightly. She first glanced at the platform on which her feet were standing and then at the exit that was still some distance above her head, and then her murderous intent gradually receded.

He turned around and kicked the monster's body, which was split in two, off the platform. Then he stood quietly by the fence with his scythe in his arms.After being reminded by Hiiragi Jing, Buton quickly checked the platform again. It has to be said that the quality of these pre-war legacy equipments that are more than 100 years old is really excellent. The lifting platform that had been obviously tilted and damaged after the torment just now was actually real. It started operating again under Buton's inspection. In fact, Buton, who had finished the work, still didn't dare to get up. He was busy saying "This screw is too screwy" while anxiously waiting for the last drop of more than ten meters.

……

The sky had already become completely dark, and it was hard to find even a single conspicuous star in the pitch-black sky, let alone the moonlight, and it was even darker under the canopy of trees that blocked the sky from the sun.

Various types of vegetation that grow wildly occupy almost every foothold. Thorny thorns, ubiquitous spider webs, and twisted tree roots covered with slippery moss under the feet make every move forward step by step. If you are not at the front of the team, Their situation may be even more difficult if the tyrant wields his sickle to clear the way.

Most likely, she realized that Buton played a guiding role as a local. After leaving the pothole, the tyrant did not show any intention to kill Buton. However, Hiiragi Jing and Buton's vigilance against her did not weaken at all. The team was clearly divided into two parts, with the Tyrant in front and the others behind. The two parts were several meters apart. If it weren't for the blinding environment, the distance would have been much longer.

Waiting for the team to move forward to the top of the hillside, Hiiragi couldn't help but look back. Under the cover of the woods and vegetation, he could see the blurry outline of a mountain forest in the distance and the faintly visible stars. That place under the mountain was a convenient place for them to escape. , Orfanto's underground base.

It has to be said that Ofanto arranged the place quite concealed. Who could have imagined that there was such a huge underground facility hidden under that ordinary mountain?

"We're here, we don't have to go any further." Buton caught up from the end of the team. He was responsible for cleaning up the traces left by several people to prevent Ofanto's people from tracing the traces. Ruoxiang was carried on his back with a strap. Behind him, Ruoxiang, who had experienced so much at this time, had already fallen asleep.

Bouton stretched out his hand and pulled a vine hanging from the tree trunk above. Then a ten-meter-long vine woven with vines and branches suddenly fell against a thick tree, along with countless fallen leaves and debris. .

"This is one of the footholds our tribe built in this jungle. It is generally used as a resting place during hunting..." Buton pulled the rope ladder and checked the strength while explaining to the tyrant and Hiiragi who were surrounding them, "Every time Every hunt has to go a long way, and previous hunting teams often came back to rest and resupply.”

Hiiragi was impressed by the fact that the jungle was inconvenient to move around. The stronghold set up by the Newborn City Reclamation Camp in the jungle was of similar nature.

It's just... Hiiragi secretly glanced at the tyrant. Could it be that she wanted to spend the night together here?It seemed so, but she didn't have the guts to chase people away.

"Go straight to the east and there is a cave not far away. There are flints and dry firewood in the box in the cave. If there is not enough, you can use a hatchet to collect some nearby. Be careful to put things back after use. This is how we make a fire to deal with prey. ..." Perhaps it was because of the relationship that he had been concise and to the point about getting out of trouble, Buton suddenly became chatty, while Hiiragi Jing listened patiently and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

Hiiragi didn't follow Buton to climb up the rope ladder. She lifted the slippery Pingcang tied to her back with both hands and continued to move forward in the jungle following Buton's instructions. There were other things to do next. She needs to do it.

……

The smoke and flames of war have long been left behind yesterday. Pedestrians, vehicles, and teams cleaning up ruins are intertwined through the streets. The operation of this city will not stop because of this episode, at least until it is completely destroyed.

The street cleaning work has entered the final stage. After the building repairs are completed, the temporary walls that isolate the ruins are gradually dismantled. Financial losses and casualties have also been basically completed. Overall, this attack launched by nomads seems to be massive, but On the surface, it did not cause much damage to Changming City as a whole.

After all, this urban base with a population of over 50 is too bloated, so bloated that it cannot feel pain to a sufficient degree. Moreover, the nomadic members who sneaked into Changming City, not to mention heavy weapons, even have cold weapons at their disposal. .

It was only the initial chaos and citizens' panic that caused a lot of trouble for the army in Changming City. After reacting, the army quickly put out the riots in all parts of Changming City. It was not just some members of the nomads who took advantage of the situation. The gangsters who vandalized, smashed, looted and burned were also dealt with mercilessly.

Only a few days later, the Changming City Coordination and Management Committee declared the victory of the counter-insurgency. At the cost of dozens of casualties, more than [-] nomad members were killed and captured, including many high-ranking members. The leader was so severely damaged that all the nomads in the Changming City area were basically wiped out.

Of course, the residents of the city are also panicking, but that's all. People who have lived in the wasteland world for a lifetime have long been accustomed to turbulence and crisis. After all, those who are not accustomed to it are not here until now.

Under the vigorous publicity through various channels, it is rare for even the citizens to have positive comments about the Changming City government and the army. However, in the cheerful atmosphere inside and outside Changming City, the senior officials of Changming City are surprisingly quiet. The follow-up The reconstruction work was carried out without the presence of any committee member.

The reason is simple: the entire Changming City Coordination and Management Committee is in a state of distress.Because they all know what Ruoxiang's disappearance means. She is the only witch controlled by the Southern Federation so far. How could they not know how terrifying her ability to influence people's minds with words is.

And now that such a dangerous existence has fallen into the hands of nomads who hate the Southern Federation extremely, this is enough to shock the senior officials of the Southern Federation. Someone needs to be responsible for this, and all hidden dangers in the city need to be eliminated, and this is where Yang Xuan came purpose here.

"We have arrived……"

The vehicle he was riding in slowly stopped at the "T"-shaped intersection. The soldiers who had been waiting here opened the door for him. Yang Xuan couldn't wait to stretch his body as soon as he got off the car. Because he was tall and had to sit in such a low-top vehicle, Curl up your body. If you continue like this, your waist and spine should be inspected again.

"Researcher Han, let's go this way."

Han Nianling, who got off the car from the other side, looked back at the street sign at the intersection - Green Valley Street. He originally planned to visit it once and then have no worries anymore, but who could have thought that he would set foot there again after a month? here.

"Do we need to bother with Night Light for this kind of thing?"

"I'm very busy now and don't have time to manage this. After all, I'm also a member of the action team and I just have to fulfill my responsibilities." Yang Xuan pulled the collar that blocked half of his face. "I'm sorry, things were rushed and I didn't have time." For introduction, just call me 31, I am the person in charge of this screening work."

Han Nianling nodded silently as a response. Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk, Yang Xuan was happy to skip the trouble of greetings. After giving a few instructions to the surroundings, he walked towards the temporary high platform at the intersection. Han Nianling paced to follow. She knew what was going to happen next in the car.

At this time, the intersections of Green Valley Street have long been blocked by soldiers and roadblocks. In addition to the local residents of the street, people who were escorted from other neighborhoods are gathered here. They have only one identity in common, that is, they were once. The Green Valley City refugees, Yang Xuan's purpose of coming here this time is also very simple: that is to deal with the Green Valley City refugees harboring nomads.

"Am I going down too?"

"No, of course not. Of course, Researcher Han has nothing to do with the nomads. I just hope to listen to your suggestions during the process. This is also what the adults want." 31 cleared his throat and relied on his personal volume without the need for amplification equipment. The voice spread throughout the street, "I am the general agent of the Enforcement Department. Residents of Green Valley Street do not need to panic. As legal residents, you are also an important group that I am responsible for protecting..."

"We live in this city together, and we will live for a longer time in the future... But unfortunately, it seems that some of you are not satisfied with the current situation of life, and even colluded with the nomads, a criminal organization wanted by the Southern Federation, which triggered the recent crisis. There is turmoil, but the committee knows that everyone has also been bewitched and coerced, so it has made a promise: this time only the culprit will be held accountable, and the remaining followers will be given lighter punishments. I hope the participants can come out on their own..."

Han Nianling's face was expressionless, but his eyes were complicated as he looked at the crowd from the high platform. He was afraid, angry, sad, calm... some of these faces were familiar to him and some were unfamiliar to him. When he first knew that someone on Green Valley Street was involved, She also felt angry and anxious during this turmoil, but she was still helpless and sad immediately. She was not qualified to blame these people, because even 16 years later, she still had unrealistic dreams. If it were not for her glorious identity as a researcher, she would I should have been a member here.

Although Changming City is willing to accept refugees because it covets agricultural technology and talents, it cannot be denied that Changming City is a rare harbor for them in desperate situations and ends their life in exile. Compared with Green Valley Street’s collusion with nomads, the committee’s The handling method can even be said to be very tolerant, so tolerant that Han Nianling could not raise any objections, but standing on this high platform, she could feel countless pairs of eyes looking at her expectantly... Maybe this was the purpose of the committee calling her. , let her openly cut with her former compatriots here.

At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly gradually quieted down. Han Nianling, who was standing on the high platform, could clearly see a road branching out from the crowd to the open space in front of the high platform, and the figure walking out of it was a man wearing a tattered military coat. A stooped old man.

The hoarse voice sounded extremely clear against the extremely quiet background: "It's me..."