[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

Where is Putney Road?This is not a very familiar place name.There was just this sentence on the phone, after Jinyu Ji finished speaking, she hung up the phone, Huang turned to look at Yimulian, and Yimulian immediately called up the map to check.

The picture shows a street on the west side of the North District. According to the photo, it was once glorious decades ago, but now it has been transformed into an industrial area because the city center is shifted to the South District.Afterwards, the living environment changed relatively, and the wealthy moved out, leaving only a few old residential buildings.

Why is Jinyu Ji there?

Yimulian asked Huang with his eyes, Huang only said one word "Go".

"Your hand..." Yimulian said worriedly.

"There's still you here." Huang quickly walked out the door, abusing his power and calling a car.

With one glance and two wry smiles, he said in his heart that he really used me as a sentinel. For a moment, he was very glad that the bad habits of the military leaders have been passed down from generation to generation-women are used as men, and men are used as livestock. Can live.He felt guilty for his contradictory thoughts.

There is also a driver on board.

Shantu cheerfully started the car. This car painted with forgiveness color paint is the only one that was left unused by the military. It was used to enliven the atmosphere in the parade, but later it was all black. I have never used it again when it became serious.She put several cushions under her buttocks, otherwise she would not be able to touch the gas pedal at all. She turned around and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

What the hell kind of accent is this, and such a young girl!God knows if he is an adult.Huang turned his head contemptuously and asked Yimulian with his eyes, Yimulian shook his head and mouthed to him: Don't do this, I don't know how to drive.

The almighty incumbent Mr. Secretary turned out to have something he didn't know, so he said in a low voice, "Putney Road."

"Roar, roar, sit still!" Shantu was not interested in the destination, she kicked the accelerator and rushed out, rushing out of the palace at a speed that was almost like a wild road racing car.She is obviously familiar with the route distribution of the empire, and she knows which route to take to reach her destination the fastest without even looking at the navigation.

Such a big event happened, and the sea-crossing bridge was under martial law. In order to hurry, she could only take the military passage.The location of Putney Road is very remote, and even Shantu said that she only came here once for a drag racing competition.

It was very deserted. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that there is such a place in the prosperous imperial capital.

The huge factories and old residential buildings separated the entire street, and Yimulian wondered if there was any 24-hour monitoring of the city's public areas that the empire called.He and Huang got out of the car together, and Shantu said she would wait outside, so they found the so-called No. 12-19 on the map with confidence.

——It was a paper factory, but there were clearly workers inside, so there was no sign of a hunt.

No one answered Jinyu Ji's phone, maybe something happened.

"Go, go in and have a look." Huang wanted to pat Yimulian on the shoulder, but he had no hand, so he had to take his elbow.The sentinel's sixth sense sent chills down his spine, wondering if Ichimokulian, who was one step away, felt through the spiritual connection.

The paper mill must be very noisy, and the rumble of the machine alone can shatter the sentry's head. At this time, the sentry can only try to adjust the auditory channel with the help of the guide, and detect danger with the eyes and nose. but……

"Chi!" Huang Meng sneezed, as if he had caught a cold.

It's just a cold.Huang blocked his nose: "It's over, I can't stop typing it."

If it were someone else, what they said at this time might be sarcastic remarks, such as telling you that you fell asleep in the bathroom yesterday or something. It is not surprising that you have a cold.But Yimulian just adjusted the intensity of the five senses suitable for the current environment for him by hinting, then held him back, and said hesitantly: "I'll go in and have a look first."

"No." Huang seemed to have that "this matter is not discussed" tone again.

It would be great if I could bring a large group of people here, but this matter happened to be related to Jinyu Ji.If the military found out that Jinyu Ji might have something to do with the Federation, he would inevitably have to go to a court-martial. He knew better than anyone the secret service guide's method of extorting a confession. How could an underage girl stand it?

Assuming that it was the woman who attacked Yimulian who chased after Jinyu Ji, everything else happened to make sense except why the woman didn't die.

Huang's temperament is rather stubborn, and he must do what has been decided.The door of the paper factory was wide open, and the inside was very empty. Standing outside the door, one could clearly see the graffiti on the furthest wall. How could there be Jinyu Ji?He walked into the factory first, thinking that everyone inside was still working, so what could happen.

"What's wrong." He stopped suddenly.

As soon as he entered the door, those workers had disappeared at some point, and the tools used for the work were placed on the ground, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

Yimulian took out the gun: "I'm here."

It was definitely not an illusion caused by the guide's suggestion. Yimulian had deployed the mental barrier in advance before getting out of the car. They had mentally combined today, and it was more than enough to protect Huang from the influence of other guides, not to mention that Huang himself was difficult to be affected.Even he can't hint at the Huang in the state of resistance, so who else can?

"No, I mean..." Before Huang finished speaking, a girl's heart-piercing scream came from the ground, and he said in disbelief, "This paper factory has a basement?"

"It's evidence of the prosperity of tax evasion decades ago." Yimulian replied casually, suddenly there was a whistling wind, and before he had time to see what it was, he was tripped by Huang and fell to the ground.

The bullet carved into the wall with a muffled sound.The moment the scream came from just now, someone fired a shot at him!The silenced gunshots were mixed with the screams, and Yimulian knew that he had once again brushed past death.

He finally understood that this paper mill was an excellent trap—the factory machines could cover up many sounds when they were working, gunshots, footsteps... The remote location was the perfect location for waiting.If you want to hurt a sentry, if you can't start from the mental aspect, you can only head-on or weaken the opponent's five senses.This is the weakened link.

However, this also exposed the identity of the other party—it must be a guide.

Before Yimulian stood up, Huang suddenly said without beginning or end: "Two o'clock direction."

It was a long distance away, and ordinary people's eyes couldn't see clearly, but he could see the back of a woman with long fluttering hair disappearing behind the pillar, that should be the person who raided them.He quickly picked up the gun, the time didn't give him much time to aim, he could only pull the trigger based on his feeling, and it really missed.

After the opponent fled into the shadows, he could no longer see the location.

Well, his marksmanship is indeed not very good, otherwise he wouldn't have missed that woman with so many shots yesterday.The two were about to catch up, when they suddenly saw a person standing at the corner behind the pillar. Before he could see his face clearly, his attention was drawn away by something that the two of them never wanted to see.

- Pecheneg general purpose machine gun.

"Flash!" Needless to say, Yimulian knew he was going to flee to the bunker.

Going head-to-head with a machine gun is what fools do!

There are a lot of heavy machines in the factory, so it is not difficult to find a cover. At least the two of them managed to get behind the cover without any danger before the sound of machine guns crashing down.The bullet got stuck in the thick iron skin of the machine, but in the end it still didn't get through.

"General, I think your marksmanship needs to be improved." After a while, the machine next to him stopped making a sound, and Huang tried to listen to the movement of the man carrying the machine gun, while complaining seriously.Now he really wants to show off a wave of sniper operations, but he doesn't have a sniper rifle, and he doesn't have any hands. It's tragic and very sad.After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said no, turned his head to search for something on the workbench behind him, and said, "There is a pair of scissors on the table, bring it."

Yimulian picked up the scissors obediently, and suddenly remembered something was wrong: "What are you doing?"

Huang handed over his right hand: "Cut it."

The meaning of this is the most obvious one, and it is impossible to chop hands.Yimulian unconsciously retracted the scissors: "Are you kidding..."

The plaster was just fixed yesterday, and I want to remove it today!Ordinary people have been injured for three months, but no matter how strong the recovery power of the sentinel is, it is impossible to recover within a week, not to mention whether it will have a permanent impact on the bones, because the bones have not been completely fixed to their original positions. It can instantly kill all delusions.

Not to mention shooting?Bones must be shattered!

Huang was indifferent to his rejection: "Listen to me."

The sound of machine guns behind them had stopped, but both of them knew that if they appeared rashly, they would definitely be beaten into a sieve.That man didn't intend to come over, even if the aim of the machine gun was a little off, it didn't matter, approaching was no different from committing suicide.Even so, Yimulian's demand to resist Huang was so fierce that even he himself didn't expect to be so persistent: "Impossible!"

"Otherwise we can't get out, Yimulian Admiral." Huang gritted his teeth and said.Don't mention anything about rescuing Jinyu Ji, it's hard to protect yourself.

"Leave it to me." Yimu Lian said, and threw the scissors far away, using practical actions to make Huang die of this heart: "You said, don't go back on your word."

This move made Huang gasp: "You..." But your marksmanship is too good!

Yimulian turned his head away and repeated again: "I can."

His tone was too firm, Huang Wenyan froze.This kind of one-eye contact made him feel very strange, obviously in such a desperate situation, his eyes were still clear to the bottom.

It was exactly the same as the eyes I saw in the newspaper clipping yesterday when Yimulian fell asleep.

Huang no longer refuted.

Yimulian supported his hand, counting in his heart the number to relieve the pressure, his confidence was sufficient, but he didn't have the strength to support it.It was too difficult to stand beside Huang.

"If you believe..." Just as he was feeling melancholy, Huang suddenly said: "At ten o'clock, the depression angle...twelve degrees?"

Why interrogative sentences?

Yimulian let out a long sigh of relief, gripping the gun tightly.The fighting courses in Guidance Academy are all electives, but Yimulian chose this course in order to get grade points. Except for shooting, which just passed the line, other grades are still good. Finally, he did not fail the subject, and his body is about average. Be flexible.He lunged forward, covering his head and almost rolling on the ground—this is the best way to get out of the range of the gun.

But this also means that he has no way out.

His vision had never been so clear - he could see the pores of the gatekeeper's gunman, and he pulled the trigger before the muzzle turned to face him.

Right in the heart!

The Pecheneg fell to the ground with a bang. In order to prevent the accident from happening again, Yimulian took the Pecheneg back immediately, and felt safe in his pocket.

"Let's go." The scream just now came from the basement. Since Huang didn't raise any questions, it should be Jinyu Ji's voice.The situation at this time is very complicated. Did Jinyu Ji trap them to close the door and let the dogs go, or did they really get hunted down by people from the Federation?In fact, Huang prefers the latter, after all, in his dream, Jinyu Ji fell down and turned into a lump of mud.

They chased after the pillar where the woman's back disappeared, and there was indeed a winding passage leading to the basement.

The door is open.

——That clearly means to invite you into the urn.

tbc