Chapter 142 Galloping Across the World
“——Looks like a tough guy.”
A deliberately low voice sounded from the wireless earphones buried deep in the skull. Because he had not taken in food or water for a long time, his voice was obviously hoarse.
But compared to hoarseness, the voice was more irritated.
The middle-aged man nicknamed "Old Som" licked his chapped lips, and his high-standard prosthetic eyes clearly captured the scene thousands of meters away.
As a senior practitioner who has made a living in the wasteland, he knows that "equipment" is more important than "weapons" - only one bullet is needed to kill, but confirming the target, selecting the target, and ensuring escape are the real problems.
——This pair of high-standard implanted prosthetic eyes is the embodiment.
Scenes within thousands of meters can be clearly seen, and it also comes with an image recognition system. In addition, he spent a lot of money to buy a comprehensive information package recording the personal files of most Palower citizens from officials of the Bureau of Statistics under the Palower government, and combined the two to screen targets.
“Let’s see, Song Shi, dropped out of high school, just turned nineteen, and has no implant record from a regular hospital. What the hell is that?”
Looking at the high-speed figure in the distance. , comparing the data files projected on the retina with the prosthetic eye, the middle-aged man looked at the front carefully again, and his tone gradually became confused: "Is this a student?"
The motorcycle driven by the other party had obviously been modified, and with the middle-aged man's discernment honed over the years of hunting, he could tell that the original prototype of the motorcycle before modification was definitely a high-end product.
The smooth driving skills displayed by the other party, as well as the umbrella hanging on the side of the motorcycle - no, it should be some kind of cold weapon storage device that looks like an umbrella.
Except for his appearance, this young man in the database has nothing to do with him!
“Damn, they’re a bunch of bastards, they don’t have any business credit at all, you idiot.”
The middle-aged man couldn’t help but curse. It was obvious that there was an error code in the database. The information of several different people was mixed together. This happened several times before. Those bastards from the Bureau of Statistics did not review and correct the errors carefully after receiving the money, but just packaged them and sent them to themselves.
"Okay, stop yelling." In the earphones, the companion's voice sounded, with an irrepressible meaning: "In a word, do it at any time."
Before the middle-aged man could answer, another voice came from the other end of the earphones. Said: "I have to remind you that we have not been open for almost a week. If you linger for a few more days, your dear Lida in Mortal Nightclub will be stuffed into a puff."
"Don't make any noise. Didn't you see that I was thinking?"
Ignoring his companion's imminent move, the middle-aged man's tone was still hesitant.
Under the thick camouflage blanket that blends in with the surrounding environment and blocks heat energy and electromagnetic exposure, the middle-aged man moved slightly.
At this moment, he, including his companion, were crawling on both sides of the road in the wasteland. This was one of the few roads that was relatively complete, and it was the only way to the nearest gathering place, "Shatu Town".
——At the same time, this is also a "toll road section" that belongs to them.
The place further forward or behind is the territory of the others. There are countless people in the wasteland who want to eat this bowl of rice. In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, the default rule of territory division has emerged. . Of course, the premise is that you can defeat it with your own hands and occupy it.
However, many times, when encountering a big enough attractive fish, this so-called default rule will disappear instantly, and everyone will try their best to swarm in to see who can grab a piece of meat.
"Hey! Hurry up!" the companion urged: "If you keep fucking up, this guy will drive into Dart's territory!"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and finally made up his mind.
Honestly speaking, any character who dares to walk alone in the wasteland is probably a bit rough. But no matter how difficult it is, it will never be more troublesome than the transportation team escorted by the company's armed forces.
Even if it is the latter, as long as the value of the goods is high enough and the wasteland bandits gather enough, they will not dare to swarm up and take a bite!
——Done!
The moment he had a firm idea, the middle-aged man pulled away the camouflage blanket, stood up suddenly, pointed at the motorcycle 300 meters away, and started roaring wildly with his gun!
His movements were so decisive that the sudden exclamations of his companions in the intracranial headset were too slow.
"Wait! Something is wrong! Be careful! That guy is a spirit——"
The roar of the locomotive increased to the limit at this moment, and the violent roar of the engine resounded in all directions. The red-gold flames suddenly rose from Song Shi's body and spread violently to the surroundings, causing the kinetic energy of the incoming bullets to attenuate and the metal projectiles to melt. At the same time, the locomotive completed the direction change and avoidance in an almost counter-intuitive operation, dragging a long and deep trajectory on the ground.
During this high-speed steering process, with the inertial force enough to throw a person directly away, Song Shi let go of the handle.
He pressed a button on the dashboard, and the trunk of the motorcycle suddenly opened, and the "Fang", a kinetic sniper rifle that had been divided into three parts in advance, jumped into the air - Song Shi leaned back slightly, which was far beyond human. His reaction speed allowed him to complete the assembly in mid-air.
——[Fire] Fill.
Then, a dazzling stream of flames that was difficult to see directly burst out from the muzzle of the "Tusk", crossing a distance of nearly a kilometer in an instant and hitting the target in the distance!
The red flow marks dragged in the air have not completely dissipated.
——Boom!
On the ground a thousand meters away, a red-gold spherical field suddenly appeared, then expanded rapidly, spreading towards the surroundings, and finally exploded when it expanded to the limit. The bursting flames swallowed up the ground within more than ten meters in diameter.
The companion’s voice stopped suddenly.
That is exactly where the other party is hiding.
"The adjustment of the bird's eye is really good." Song Shi tapped his fangs and was quite satisfied: "Well, with this shot, there should be a lot less trouble on the road ahead."
The next moment, he raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man two hundred meters away.
The latter was stunned for a moment and subconsciously stepped back.
Song Shi put the fang back in the trunk, picked it up with his right hand, and killed it again.
The locomotive started to gallop again, and the flames rose up with the thought, wrapping around the whole body.
Charge, slash.
So, cut it off at the waist.
·…
The door of the bar was pushed open, and a figure slowly walked in amid the puffs of smoke.
As soon as they entered the door, most people raised their heads and cast their eyes of scrutiny and covetousness, but Song Shi turned a blind eye and went straight to the bar.
At this moment, a voice broke the silence.
Thinking of the news he heard not long ago, the person in front of him had crushed several veterans in a rampant manner. The bartender behind the bar suppressed his emotions, put a smile on his face, and pushed out an amber glass. of liquid.
"Brother, the car is nice." He said, "I'll treat you to this glass."
Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not hesitate and drank half of the glass in one gulp.
"It's okay, just a bit astringent." Song Shi put down the glass and tapped the bar table with his index finger: "But thanks... I have something I want to ask about. Is it inconvenient for you?"
(End of this chapter)