Wasteland Echoer

"Attack? Damn it! Not good!" Wright cursed secretly.

Although Yato's physical fitness has been greatly enhanced after the "replenishment" ceremony that completely elicited the power of the red magic source in Sokra underground, as well as several battles with the Wuxinless and the Lost.

And since he came to this world, he has been "born" with unparalleled mental strength and meticulous observation ability.

But as he used all his muscle strength to control his body and dodge backward, the "uppercut" move used by the pure black fist still hit his chest impartially.

"Boom!"

After the fist came into contact with Wright's chest, there was a dull sound of flesh and metal colliding.

The figure whose fist belonged to him originally thought that with his full blow, not only he would be able to knock down Wright, but he would at least be able to make him feel the pain and run away in despair.

But the reality was beyond his expectation.

Wright's pure black eyes were briefly out of focus due to surprise and confusion. After two or three seconds, Wright ignored the burning feeling in his chest caused by the impact.

He actually stretched out his right hand, which was also wearing a black tactical glove, grabbed the fist that was attacking him, and squeezed it hard.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly put his left hand into the holster on his waist, and used the "quick draw" action that was specially practiced at the shooting range of the Chekavsk Legion Training Institute as one of the firearms courses to pull the "crazy gun" He took out his "Bear Brand" pistol and pointed it directly at the figure's forehead.

"Don't shoot, sir, no, Your Excellency, no, no, no, comrade. Don't shoot, I am also a legionnaire in the camp." The figure begged for mercy.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking me? Is it because of this woman? I advise you to take off your mask and tell the truth. Although the purpose of the Guard requires us to protect human beings, my gun has killed many unintentional people. You don’t want me to treat you as a lost person, do you?” Wright said angrily.

There was an inexplicable and violent emotion in his heart that could not be suppressed, even though he had met the Lost Ones such as [Seducer] Yato, [Shapeshifter] Kayas, [Shadow One] Qiao Yin in the past month or so. , and fight with it to win.

But most of the battles were forced, even attacks carried out in a semi-conscious state under the influence of the red magic source.

But when it was his turn to face the humans who attacked him consciously, he actually showed unprecedented rationality and decisiveness, without any hesitation. When the "Bear Bear" pistol was pressed against the attacker's forehead, he had already obtained gave him the absolute right to suppress this small battle.

"I...I don't have a name. You know, some of the non-staff personnel employed by the empire only have code names and no names. My code name is CK-0517. I'm here to chase that woman, the one with blond hair behind you. A woman. She is the person our commander named and arrested. I heard she is a woman related to the Silent Highland ruins." "CK-0517" said in a pleading tone.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the black mask at the top of his pure black combat uniform, revealing his ugly face that had no ornamental qualities.

It was a cheek covered with scars, spots and pimples.

In Wright's opinion, it seemed that the man had suffered from an infectious disease that covered his face with spots when he was a child. After recovering from the illness, he went through countless battles, leaving scars caused by shootings or scratches with sharp objects.

There are also some turbid white stains on some of the new scars and acne marks, and some scarlet liquid is oozing out slightly, even giving off a disgusting smell, similar to a mixture of sweat, vomit and rotten animal bodies. The resulting smell.

The upper part of his head is abnormally square, as if he often wears some kind of square helmet that causes the skull to be squeezed and deformed, and his chin is unusually sharp, as if it has been caused by repair surgeries after many battles. the result of.

But overall, if it weren't for the black mask, no one would be able to tell that he actually has a roughly triangular face!

"Moros, are there cases where non-staff personnel have code names but no names?" Wright didn't want to look directly at this "tragic" face and turned to ask Moros.

After all, for Moros, who has a civilian status as a "battlefield inspector", his knowledge reserve is obviously better than the other three in the team.

"Yes, this phenomenon does exist. Legions in the wasteland sometimes recruit some humans who lack combat experience, low combat ability, and do not belong to the category of superpowers as supplementary soldiers. After all, most of those who can become non-staff are not You don’t want to work in a city factory, or you probably don’t have these skills. But Wright, you should ask him for more information about this woman.” Moros’s attention was obviously focused on this woman with long brown hair and blood all over her body. On the body.

"Yes. Woman. Judging from her accent, her Imperial language is much purer than yours and mine. I think her identity is also unique to a certain extent. I think you should tell me the truth. Also, what is your identity hidden behind? It’s time for the two companions to show up. If they want to escape, I will pull the trigger without hesitation." Wright threatened viciously.

There is a natural disgust in Wright's heart for those who have no sympathy and wantonly hurt and toy with the same kind of people.

This is not a Madonna sentiment, but simply a habit that needs to be maintained in order not to be subtly invaded by the unintentional virus that permeates the air, water and every corner of the land.

Once a human being forgets all the excellent emotions belonging to human beings, he will definitely fall into a mental breakdown, and finally become greedy, furious and bloody, become a madman, or become a careless existence.

This is also an important content in the "Safety Code" of the Socra Guards.

"Okay...sir." "CK-0517" agreed.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head slightly with a trembling body, facing behind the relatively white wall of the bungalow, and shouted in a slightly sharp voice that had slightly changed the usual tone:

"18,19, come here quickly."

A few seconds later, accompanied by the sound of messy footsteps, two young men about 1.6 meters tall, wearing simple body armor and tactical protective gear covered with scarlet dirt, with their arms and calves exposed, appeared in panic. In front of several people.

"Also a non-staff member?" Wright asked in a heavy tone.

"Yes, CK0518 and CK0519. They have just grown up, and I hope you can be noble and don't hurt them. 18, 19, put down your weapons!" "CK-0517" ordered loudly, hoping to surrender as much as possible by putting down your weapons. Ensure life safety.

After all, the protection of the same kind by the imperial soldiers is obvious to all. In the education of all kinds of people in the Zine Empire, the imperial soldiers are trustworthy objects.

Moreover, this is in the legion camp outside the Donusk ruins.

Under "CK-0517's" deliberately angry orders to save their lives, "0518" and "0519" reluctantly threw the off-brand rifles in their hands on the ground, and raised their hands above their heads in a gesture of surrender.

"Very good." The corners of Wright's mouth raised slightly. He glanced at the two young men with a mixture of reluctance and panic on their faces with his black eyes, and then looked at the trembling young man who had hugged his left arm tightly at some point. The woman, after thinking for a moment, asked:

"Now tell me the identity of the woman, why you are chasing her, and why I heard your curses just now."

"She is." "CK-0517" looked up in panic and glanced at the woman nestling behind Wright. However, after looking at the woman for a second, his eyes showed something even more panicked than the woman's. emotion.

He dared not continue to look directly into the woman's eyes, as if the woman was the legendary Gorgon "Medusa". Anyone who looked directly at her would be turned into a pillar of salt or stone and lose their life forever.

"She is a woman who was saved by a professor from the city of Chekavsk. I heard that she is a 'half-lost witch' who is transforming into a lost person. She was almost sent to the 'Yongming Square' to be executed by fire some time ago. Sinful man.”

"CK-0517" kept his head lowered as he narrated, like a child who had made a mistake.

But Wright could vaguely see an intertwined light of blue, red and black emerging from the depths of his consciousness. Subconsciously, Wright seemed to have a vague understanding of the definitions of these three colors.

One represents melancholy, one represents anger and fear, and the last one represents despair.

Wright blinked hard, and the color disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

Without thinking carefully about whether the situation just now was an illusion, or whether his mind was invaded by some kind of power, Wright turned his head again and glanced at the woman who had curled up and was shivering because of the cold air that just passed by. A trace of compassion.

Wright had personally attended the execution ceremony at Chekavsk's "Eternal Life Square". At that time, most of the women were dressed in colorful clothes and even heavily made up, and they had the identity characteristics of medieval witches in the West and the last world.

Moreover, the strange and strange movements of their foreheads turning clockwise before death left a deep impact on Wright.

But no matter what, he could not connect the "witches" who were subjected to the punishment of fire with the woman behind him who was in ragged clothes, covered in dirt, and even had a slightly charming aura worthy of love.

"Is it true?" Wright questioned, and hit "CK-0517" on the forehead with the "Crazy Bear" pistol as a threat.

"It's true, and the professor once said it. In fact, those women are all semi-lost people who are transforming into lost people. Their latest research results, which is called 'S-099' research report, pointed out that semi-lost people are The product of the combination of humans and the Lost. But if their blood is treated with some special treatment, normal humans can directly become semi-Lost. They are more powerful than those with superpowers, and can even use the Lost. Some of the skills, and it is difficult for them to fall into mental breakdown immediately. They do not have the ability to infect, nor do they have the ability to mutate into heartless people immediately, but they will become the real lost ones who belong to the enemy as time goes by. "CK-0517" explained seriously.

Under Wright's sharp gaze, an inexplicable and shuddering aura of demonic power unconsciously leaked out, as well as the 30-centimetre-long "Wild Bear Card" engraved with a double-headed eagle pattern in his hand, which looked powerful at first sight. "Under the multiple threats of handguns.

He chose to tell all the information he knew. After all, if the people of the Legion really annihilated a non-staff member, as "consumables", they would naturally not attract much extra attention.

"Half-lost person is a brand new term." Wright whispered.

"Yes, I have vaguely read about this kind of content in the "Scotland City News" before, but it just passed by briefly and did not leave much impression. Moreover, in the empire's more than ten years of operations, there has never been anything similar to This type of information about enemy engagements may be a new discovery,” Moros added.

"The Half-Lost..." When Wright was thinking about the relevant memory fragments, his brain suddenly felt a tingling sensation, as if he had been electrocuted.

After trying not to show any pain, Wright gritted his teeth and spat out the information he had quickly integrated from the "inspiration" that had just flashed through his mouth.

"Is it related to the Silent Highlands? All three churches of the Lost are currently stationed there, and I believe you non-staff members have also heard of the ultimate goal of the Empire and the Lost in fighting for the Highlands."

"This...well, it is indeed related. The professor seemed to have said that this woman can understand the 'confused song' and will not fall into madness. Originally, the professor gave her to us to be sent to the Silent Heights. Institute, but because of the destruction of the railway line, we can only stay here first. No, she escaped from the bungalow and was bumped into by you. But sir, if she cannot be sent to the highlands safely, Professor He will definitely not spare us. He has implanted in our chests a product of the technology left over from the old Crusted Empire, a small mechanical bomb. As long as it is not surgically removed within the specified time, we will definitely die. So, Just as he was talking, "CK-0517" knelt on his knees and begged Wright in an extremely humble tone:

"You are also a superpower. I know that you can dodge my fists and have reaction and observation abilities that are beyond mine. So I don't pray to fight you, but I hope you can return the woman to us. .We want to survive.”

Just as Wright's lips moved, preparing to formulate words to come up with an idea that could keep the woman without hurting several "non-staff members", Brett seemed to read his inner concerns and took the lead. He bent down, stepped forward and approached "CK-0517" in a few steps, and said in a rich voice:

"It is impossible to return the woman to you again. Since she is related to the 'Lost Song' and the Silent Highlands, she can help us complete the mission of the Socra Guard. You should also have heard that the Socra Committee is also a Help eat people without spitting out their bones.”

"Brett, actually I want to..."

Before Wright could finish his words, "CK-0517"'s eyes suddenly turned around.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had made a lot of determination, he quickly grasped Wright's left hand holding the "Mad Bear" rifle with his hands wearing pure black tactical gloves and experienced countless dangerous battles, and "helped" him to button the gun. The trigger was pulled.

bump!

An explosion-like sound of gunfire belonging to the "Crazy Bear" pistol was heard. At the same time, a silver bullet penetrated the head of "CK-0517" along a predetermined trajectory.

The back of his head instantly bloomed with a gorgeous "Flower from the Other Side" that smelled of blood.

As his body fell helplessly, and his round eyes quickly protruded outward, some scarlet blood, white objects in the shape of "bean blossoms", and some flesh-colored tissues also flowed outward like streams. Emerge from the center of the flower in a controlled manner.

"Brother!" "CK-0518" and "CK-0519" cried angrily at the same time.

Just before Wright could fully recover from the sudden shock, the two of them quickly took out a bright metallic silver-white saber from their waists and stabbed at Wright.

bump!

Ping!

Brett and Moros fired at the fastest speed and penetrated the chests of the two men at the same time. What made them a little surprised was that the brass bullets easily penetrated the hearts of the two non-staff youths and did not seem to emit any sound. The crisp sound of hitting metal.

"It seems that the professor deceived them." Moros shrugged and joked.

"Well--"

Unable to bear the "visual impact" of the rich smelling, scarlet and white mixture of paste in front of him any longer, and the sudden surge of stomach acid, Wright vomited out some of the fragmented "nurturing food" he had just eaten. Meat", and a pool of yellow liquid mixed with stomach acid.