[Shuanglong Group] Warm and Cold

In fact, Huang didn't hear Yimulian's call.

Sentinel's intuition is always very accurate, even if they lose their five senses, the intuition engraved in their genes can still guide them - especially when it comes to their guides.

Of course, there are romanticists who are more willing to use telepathy to explain this phenomenon, but they are a minority.

"I had a very long dream."

"Shut up first, talk later."

The scene of Dameng waking up is not romantic, at least not as imagined.Yimulian didn't want to torture himself, so he immediately released the state of empathy, and helped Huang adjust his pain perception before he realized the headache.The sentinel is good at this, and he can continue to go to the battlefield with injuries all over his body, relying on this trick.

Yimulian was busy "rummaging through boxes and cabinets". There were indeed items in the car where they could put things, but they were not the weapons they wanted. They were just a few packs of energy drinks and an umbrella sold in supermarkets. After searching for a long time, seeing that there was indeed nothing to gain, he whispered: "It's fine."

This time Huang did not respond.

He turned around, thinking that the other party had lost his temper.The center of gravity in the car was tilted, and he had to lean half on Huang's body, caressing the other's temple: "Does it hurt?"

Broken ribs, several flesh wounds, a bullet crater where the right hand almost got into the bone of the hand, and a trauma where the forehead hit the glass...

It hurts to hear it, and it hurts to think about it.

Sentinels generally don't like the erasure of pain, because pain is closely related to touch, which will make them lose most of their perception of the outside world, but now... It's hard for Yimulian to imagine that the pain he experienced just now would be experienced on Huang's body Anyway, he downplayed the other party's pain on his own initiative.

Huang didn't answer him, and didn't have any special reaction, just asked: "Tsk, where is this?"

"I don't know." Yimulian said calmly.It was very dark now, and he couldn't tell where it was. He only knew it was a forest, and he didn't have any memory of the car driving all the way from the parking lot.

"Yimulian?" Huang called him.

"I'm here."

"Stop talking."

This time Yimulian was really speechless.He opened his mouth, forgetting what he wanted to say specifically, he couldn't even say any sincere compliments such as your mental image is beautiful.

What about your five senses?

Sure enough, it was fugue—the culprit who indirectly took the lives of many excellent unbonded sentries on the battlefield.

——It is also the price of Sentinel's extraordinary physical fitness and lawlessness.

"even?"

He grabbed Huang's hand, who knew that even this did not respond at all.Huang frowned, and realized something was wrong: "...I can neither see nor hear."

Not only that, you haven't even returned your sense of touch yet.Yimu Lian sighed.

The vortex in the mental picture should be fugue. Huang's five senses are sealed in the fugue, but everything is not so bad-Huang's consciousness is back, at least the consciousness is back, that is good news.

Yimulian began to think about the possibility of using the car as a landing buffer. If Huang had no five senses, he would definitely not be able to get down here, and he would not go alone.

The answer was no. He glanced at it casually. The tree was more than ten meters high. The sentry's physical strength might be a fracture if he jumped off it, but it was basically a piece of meat pie in the car.

He was anxious and in a cold sweat.

Huang suddenly laughed, and squeezed his hand back forcefully: "I lied to you. What's the situation now?"

When will you make such a joke again!

Don't think that just because you are handsome, you can have a bad personality!

"...don't scare me next time." Yimulian shivered and withdrew his hand, saying so, but he let go of his heart.He flipped through the small box directly under the steering wheel, and there was nothing useful in it. This car was probably newly bought by someone else.

Huang didn't have the nerve to say that he hadn't lied to him.

The sense of hearing has indeed just recovered. Huang Zao knew that he had entered a state of fugue before he passed out. The sentinel would not wake up in this state, at least it is impossible to wake up without recovering one of the senses, but he When I woke up, the five senses were indeed not on me.

Suffering multiple injuries, I know in my heart that the pain has not returned, and the sense of touch has not returned; the eyes are dark, the vision has not returned; there is no sound around, and the sense of hearing has not returned... probably the sense of smell and taste has not returned, it is difficult to judge.

He was probably lucky, this ethereal state as if in the void did not last long, the first thing that returned to him was the sense of touch, he could feel someone holding his hand.

This is a sub-question. If it wasn't for the federal coroner, the person in front of him could only be Yimulian.What's more, Yimulian's hands are well maintained, and there is still a little baby fat, which can be felt by touching it.

Then there is hearing.

"The car is stuck on a tree. I'm not sure when it will fall. It's best to evacuate as soon as possible." Yimulian simply reported to him.

"The door..."

"The car door is stuck and can't be opened, where are you?"

In the darkness, Huang groped around beside him, and tried to pull the door. The door could indeed be opened, but something was blocked outside. If the car was on a tree, it was probably a tree trunk.Huang didn't dare to push it away rashly, the car fell and smashed into meatloaf, but the good luck of falling on the tree was wasted.

He can't ask too many questions, there's no need to add to Yimulian's worry: "No way. Find something to break the window." Everyone should have a safety hammer in the car these days, right?

Yimulian replied, "There is only one umbrella."

"Tsk... come on."

Huang thought for a while, groped for a while, and touched the window. Fortunately, it was not the thickness of bulletproof glass, so he lifted it up and kicked it.

The window of the car shattered, and the glass fell out of the window with a clatter. Accompanied by the exclamation of Yimu, the car shook heavily twice. Fortunately, it only slid down a little more, but it still didn't fall.

"Shh, special heels." Leaded.

"Thank you for not stepping on me."

But you stepped on me!Huang remained calm, cleaned the broken glass on the edge through his gloves, and asked, "How far is it from the ground?"

Eye-to-eye measurement: "10.3 meters?"

"Damn, so high?"

"I don't know what species it is..."

The number doesn't seem big, but it must be a height that can kill people. I checked it at a glance. There is no lifeline in the car, and there is a little distance from the main tree trunk, but it should be within reach. With Huang's skill, just swing over it. , and then slide down the trunk, the difficulty is greatly reduced.

Ten meters is a very vague concept, and it is difficult for people who have not done DirectSurveying training to judge it.

The fall time is 1.4498 seconds.

Huang asked again: "10.3?"

"Ah."

Yimulian wanted to remind him to be careful, but after thinking about it, he might as well pull it by himself, it would be more useful than anything else - anyway, Huang can't see anything now, how can he be careful, why is he pulling the non-existent air rope and jumping down?

Huang nodded, confirmed the size and position of the window once again, and jumped out.

"I...you wait!"

Damn, this is different from what he imagined!Yimulian failed to hold him, the main tree trunk is two meters away, you have nothing to do but slide down the main tree trunk, jumping directly from a height of ten meters, is it because you think your bones are not broken enough? !

wait, is it...

Could it be that Huang didn't "see" the main tree trunk?

However, there is really no need to question the physical fitness of the chief sentinel of the empire. Huang did not live up to this expectation. He has been trained. Naturally, he does not land on both heels, but rolls forward in the grass after landing on his front feet. It is a science to help the human body unload force, but This is the so-called safest way to land - accepting the body.

Yimu Lian breathed a sigh of relief, Huang looked fine.

But if the opponent really jumped down without seeing... it would be too risky!Not to mention that you can't visually measure the distance from the ground to yourself, and you have to prepare in advance to change the force point, and you can't be sure if there will be obstacles in the falling position. What is Huang? !

Not to mention that 10.3 was originally just...

You must have trusted me too much!Yimulian struggled a bit, thinking that he should be able to swing to the main tree trunk.

"It's clearly 10.2!" Huang shook his right hand, and Yimulian temporarily shut down his pain perception, but he could still clearly feel the weakness below the forearm of his right hand.

Yimulian let out an "oh", noncommittal, the car was tilted, and his position was a little higher than Huang.

Huang followed the voice and walked back directly under the car: "Come down."

No, I think I can... take a look and think.

"I don't want to write a weight loss review." Yimulian put one hand on the car window and looked around, only the rearview mirrors on both sides of the car door can be used as a point of leverage for swinging onto the tree trunk.

Huang was still in the mood to joke with him: "Huh? Anyone else dare to force Marshal Lian to write a weight-loss review? Come down, I'll continue."

"..."

"I didn't catch you when you jumped crookedly, and you will take the blame."

Yimu was stunned for a moment, then took a long breath, and then glanced at the main trunk of the original target.Rationality says that there is a better way to go down here now, and Huang's condition is not very good, and he cannot be seen, and it is very likely that he cannot be caught.But Yimulian knew that he was not the calm and rational person that outsiders thought he was, he was very emotional, and now he confirmed this fact again - anyway, he didn't skip it anyway, the last time was even higher than this time.

"Oh."

He adjusted his angle and jumped out of the window.

1.4498 seconds is quite short, not even enough for a person to blink twice.His eyes widened, his heart rate didn't even speed up, he watched the ground getting closer and closer, and finally crashed directly into Huang's arms.

Huang did not connect firmly, and the two staggered and fell into the grass: "I regret it, Marshal, you should lose weight."

Yimulian got up quickly, pretending not to hear: "There is a light on the viaduct, it's so late, it may be a member of the Federation, hurry up and go."

"Ah."

The two quickly left the place where the overturned car came down, and Yimulian led the way. Huang followed the sound and followed behind Yimulian. There was still darkness in front of him, and there was no sign of recovery.

He didn't think about what would happen if part of the five senses were lost in the mental image. The timing of his waking up was very strange. He had never heard of a sentry who came back from the spiritual image with consciousness first and then the five senses. The order On the contrary, there are quite a few.

Huang rubbed his back. Although he didn't feel any pain just now, he could already hear the faint clucking of his bones. There must be something wrong with that moment, but he didn't say: "Check it out." Where is this, turn on 5G, don’t connect to the official network.”

"Hmm." Connecting to the Federation's official network is undoubtedly an act of giving away the head.Yimulian turned on the light screen of the communicator while walking forward with a flashlight-this thing has not been broken in a series of chaos, and it can still work normally. The black technology of the empire is really good: " Jinjiang District, the capital, is a 20-minute drive from the urban area, which happens to be the... Olympic Garden under National Highway 2410?"

Huang nodded: "Jinjiang District is an old city, and the gardens are built only when the air quality is bad. There are many hiding places in the old city, but just in case..."

"Well, take an Uber and go far away."

Uber is an unmanned taxi that is common across the continent. It only takes special overpasses and only goes to big places, but it is still very convenient and can be used as a bait to mislead the federal army in the search direction.

Huang patted him: "Yes, Marshal Lian did a great job."

Yimulian didn't bother him, nor did he ask why you know so much about the Federation.

"The Federation is not like the Empire. The Empire lives in an environment of being invaded by the enemy all the year round, and has to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Naturally, it is better than the Federation in terms of security. It should not be possible to monitor everything like the Empire, especially the old city."

"The empire doesn't monitor much..."

"Yimulian, you are the marshal, you need to be more social." In other words, you have to learn to open your eyes and tell lies.

Yimulian pursed her lips, thinking that if a reporter heard what you said, it would definitely be a big article, for example, a reporter from Qingda University, she would be very happy to hear it.

The garden occupies quite a large area. They walked for more than ten minutes without getting out of here. Suddenly Huang stopped joking and said suddenly: "I heard gunshots."

At this time, the only person who can come is the Federation.Yimulian walked around behind Huang and pushed Huang: "Don't worry, go!"

Huang paused in his footsteps, blinked his eyes, and stepped forward to grab Huang's hand knowingly.

This is half bad news, Huang's vision has not returned yet...

Fingers intertwined, the two of them walked side by side, this way they could move a little faster than just now - the Federation might catch up at any time, although I don't know why the shot was fired, whether it was internal strife or something else, in short, it gave them A reminder to leave soon.

"I can hear..."

"what?"

"No, that's it."

He glanced at the map displayed on the light screen. Next to the garden is a small residential area. If you are lucky and there is an abandoned old house, it is the most suitable place to stay.

Huang coughed twice, he couldn't feel the pain from broken ribs, but it didn't affect his breathlessness: "It really seems like I'm running for my life, tsk..."

"Why don't you slow down." Yimu patted him on the back, but when he looked back, he only saw half the sky burning red.

"A few ribs, easy to talk about." Huang obviously didn't notice the fire: "What's wrong?"

After thinking about it, Yimu still exposed him: "The place where the car was just now was on fire."

"..."

"Someone is stalling for us."

It's obvious who it is, either Yasha or Bamboo.The former is obviously impossible, otherwise he would have rushed forward to ask them for credit.That car was originally prepared by Zhu find someone, so it is not surprising that GPS was secretly installed on it to find them.Huang asked in a low voice, "When did you know I couldn't see?"

Yimulian didn't tell the truth: "No, just now."

Huang fell into silence, a consensus was reached, and the two walked away at a faster pace.

After a while he said, "I'm sorry, I let you see that kind of thing."

"what?"

Yimulian didn't react, and his thoughts were still immersed in the thinking of how to escape back to the empire.

Huang didn't say it directly: "I know you don't like to watch fights and kills." He was referring to the series of actions he took to get out as soon as possible after he knew he was in a fugue.He saw it through Yimulian's five senses, and Yimulian would naturally see those bloody scenes one by one, which may be too cruel for him.

Sitting on the podium to decide the life and death of others with a single word is still somewhat different from actually killing those people with your hands.

Yimulian was not very happy and said, "I am a soldier."

"You are still the marshal, so what."

"...This is war, Huang, I'm not naive, these are essential things on the battlefield."

Huang couldn't see Yimulian's expression at this time, but his tone was undoubtedly a bit tempered.Yimulian doesn't like to slaughter, that's why he has repeatedly suggested to him to change the battle plan in military meetings, but this doesn't mean that Yimulian is afraid of killing—isn't war such a thing?

He pursed his lips in embarrassment, wanting to write a few big characters on Yimulian's face with a pen: Lian naive.

Yimulian jumped onto a high ground, he lifted his foot and stood up, finally couldn't hold back the little impulse, pulled Yimulian into his arms, touched the other's chin by memory, and kissed that because The dehydrated and chapped lips swept Yimulian's mouth full of fire.

Yimulian was flustered: "Why all of a sudden?"

"No, just try to see if the taste comes back."

"So are you back?"

"Minty."*

tbc

*DIRECTSURVEYING: A training item in the actual combat class of the military academy, the content is accurate visual measurement (measurement only by looking or listening) distance and time.

* Peppermint Mouthwash! =口= At the federation banquet, this kind of place where sentinels run all over the place~ Of course, before going out, everything should be cleaned for the face of the empire~ For example, there are cherry-flavored perfumes and the like