Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Zhuang Xuteng heard the confidence in Meteor's words, and he sincerely hoped that Meteor's abilities could match those confidences.

"Meteor, when you are looking for enemies, what do you need me to do?"

"Prepare food and water. It's best to have hot food at all times, and don't disturb me." Meteor pointed at his face and said, "I want to connect to the battlefield radio. If you mess with me, pull off my line, It's causing damage to my brain. As long as you see me connected, don't touch me. I'll scream if necessary."

"I understand." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "I will prepare the food and deliver it to you at any time."

"One more thing..." Meteor asked hesitantly: "Nike, take a gun... will you really shoot me?"

"Yes!" Zhuang Xuteng answered the question decisively, then changed his gentle attitude and added with a smile: "But I try not to shoot."

Meteor pursed her lips tightly, clenched her fists secretly, and then looked away - she felt that Zhuang Xuteng's appearance was a bit scary, but it was exactly what was needed most at the moment. If it is an enemy, then kill it decisively; if it is one of your own, then do your best to protect it; if it is an intermediate state where the attitude is unclear, point the gun first, and then give a chance to explain.

As a mercenary who often faces gunfire and life-and-death moments, efficiency is the most noble quality. Although Meteor has almost no direct contact with mercenaries, an intelligence officer knows very well how practitioners in this industry "come in and out." It's like watching too many videos of traffic accidents, and you will definitely understand how to drive safer.

The enemy is still outside, the most important thing now is to seize the time, and more importantly, to show that he is seizing the time in front of the gunmen who value high efficiency. Meteor stopped talking nonsense and took out another disinfectant tissue with his left hand. He patted his forehead with his right hand, opened the facial implant, and stretched out his probing tentacles to connect to the battlefield radio.

Even though it was not the first time he saw this scene, it still made Zhuang Xuteng feel uncomfortable, and his face seemed to be in pain. This is the effect of empathy, right? Zhuang Xuteng temporarily left Meteor and prepared daily necessities outside the house, especially hot food.

"A pot of hot porridge should be the most suitable: it is simmering on a low fire and covered with a lid. It will not consume much water. Find some dry firewood from the surrounding branches to save some coal powder. I don't know how long I will stay here. Can I If you save, save.”

Just do it if you think of it. Zhuang Xuteng cleared a small open space in the abandoned house, moved stones to form a small stove, found some dry branches and dead leaves around, and checked to see if anyone was approaching. Afterwards, he started a fire with a lighter and got a box of biscuits and some water from the car.

The biscuits sold in the Tomato Family Store have a suspiciously long shelf life. The outer packaging is a square iron box with a round lid directly above it. It follows the design of the company's frontline food during the war, and perhaps the packaging production line is also left over from that time. Take out the individually wrapped biscuits inside, and the iron box serves as a good cooking pot.

Break the biscuits into pieces and add water to make porridge. Puff instant bars are rich in artificial food additives. Add them to the biscuit porridge and you will have enough flavor. Zhuang Xuteng carefully packed the simple food. This was what he could do at the moment, and he would do his best to do it.

While stirring the porridge so that its density is evenly distributed, think about the next thing.

There will be two...three development directions in the future. The third was that Meteor was discovered during reconnaissance, and they had to move immediately and embark on the road to escape. The first two directions were also related to meteors. She found the initiator of this intermediary war. That guy was fat or not.

If D wasn't fat, there wouldn't be the Viper problem. As long as Zhuang Xuteng didn't die, at worst he would be in the same state as Ge Gongdao now. Assuming that the identity information is released, considering the safety of his family, Zhuang Xuteng can also quit the mercenary business and invest in making guns to make money. Although this is sorry for Ge Gongdao, it can still be regarded as a retreat.

If it was Fatty D, then the matter would be completely different. Zhuang Xuteng had to think that this was not a simple "change in the middleman's business," but it must be a vendetta mixed with personal feelings. Under such circumstances, he could not and could not believe that Fatty D would be "reasonable". There is no logic but to win and survive, since failure equals death.

When facing an enemy, there is no retreat. The middleman speaks with intelligence and financial resources, while the mercenaries only have skills and guns, and they can only rely on these two things. When the time comes, without Lucy's request, Zhuang Xuteng must let D Fatty lose and Lucy win simply for his own sake.

In matters of life and death, only the victor can survive.

"Determination is easy, but action is difficult..." Zhuang Xuteng slowly stirred the porridge, and the chaotic porridge was exactly like the situation in front of him. "Don't talk about Fatty D. I don't even know how many mercenaries Lucy has... The only thing I know is what Ge Gongdao said: Lucy has a good reputation in the middleman industry, and her mercenaries They are all solid elites.”

Reliable elites, can you please win quickly? Of course Zhuang Xuteng also wanted to be lazy and save trouble. The key was to save his own life. No matter who the opponent is, the veterans of the mercenaries quickly win, and he, a newcomer who has been in the industry for less than a year, can win.

The wish is good, but the reality is unlikely to be that good. Even he, a newcomer, knew that Lucy's "mercenaries were elites", how could the guy who started the middleman war not know that. Since you only know it and still dare to take action, you must have planned a strategy and calculated the winning rate.

"Winning rate is actually another kind of wish. It can be beautiful, but it may not come true."

During the period when the gods were still alive, priests used divine magic to predict the future. In essence, the gods used their own power to strive to realize a certain vision. Even if the divine power is powerful, the predicted future may not be realized, let alone the winning rate calculated by mortals? The key is often the small, inconspicuous variable.

Zhuang Xuteng believes that the variable this time is himself. He had already eliminated three other mercenaries and rescued Meteor, and he believed that the situation had changed this time because of him. Next, he should continue to use variables to disrupt the opponent's winning rate calculation and carve a way to victory from the chaos.

"Naike! Food!" Meteor's voice came from next door. Zhuang Xuteng immediately went over, holding the porridge in his hand and blowing hard into his mouth to help cool down.

Meteor was lying on the battlefield radio, with his whole face open and blood dripping from the wound. He looked quite horrifying. Zhuang Xuteng controlled his emotions and movements to avoid showing a horrified expression. He came to the front of the shooting star as calmly as possible and gently put down the hot porridge.

"It smells pretty good." Meteor slowly retracted most of his tentacles, leaving only the two thickest ones sticking out between his eyebrows to continue connecting to the radio station. She pushed up part of the dough with her hands, wiped away the blood, then picked up the porridge and swallowed it slowly. Her hands were shaking slightly, as if she was very weak.

"Are you okay? Do you bleed so much every time?" Zhuang Xuteng took out the hemostatic spray, but Meteor refused.

"My brain is tired, but it's not that my body is weak. Eat something to increase blood sugar, and I will be fine soon." Meteor said while eating: "For this brain, I also made implants in the digestive and blood circulation systems to ensure nutrition … As for the bleeding, it doesn’t happen every time, but you don’t need to worry.”

"I remember that your house was clean - not neat - but at least there was no blood stains." Zhuang Xuteng recalled a little and said, "Is there not enough equipment here?"

"Not only is it not enough, there is none at all." Meteor forced a smile and said while drinking porridge: "The current conditions are only this, and information detection equipment cannot be found in a hurry. Fortunately, my implant If it still works, I’ll treat it with bloodletting to improve my physical condition!”

"Thank you for your hard work," Zhuang Xuteng said.

"It's a bit hard, but it's better than being shot dead by you." Meteor snorted, a small expression of dissatisfaction, and then she quickly said: "It's good to be pushed by you, I have found some clues. Fatty D Bian communicated frequently and adopted a different encryption form than usual, obviously entering a state of combat. Although it is not certain that he initiated it, he is highly suspected."

"Just changed the encryption method?"

"No, it is an encryption form. How can I explain this to a layman like you?" Meteor slowly shook his head and said: "To put it simply: the new encryption form requires money to maintain, which is calculated in tens of thousands of yuan every day, ranging from tens of thousands to It ranges from hundreds of thousands to tens of thousands. The current encryption form of D Fat is probably equivalent to a level of 20,000 to 30,000 per day."

"As soon as you talk about money, I understand." Zhuang Xuteng heard Liu Xing's little thoughts, but he didn't point out her, but silently fought back. "Can you deal with his encrypted form? How many euros can you deal with?"

"You... are so bad. I'm bleeding and you don't know how to let me go!" Meteor said: "It's troublesome to talk about technology with a layman like you. As long as he doesn't raise the daily maintenance fee to more than 50,000 euros, I will I can still deal with it.”

"What will happen if it is raised to more than 50,000? Can he discover that someone is spying on you and find you?" Zhuang Xuteng asked as he wanted to prepare for the third possibility.

Meteor shook his head and said: "Spying and defense, counter-spying and tracking, these are different fields and cannot be discussed in general. His encryption is like a lock. He spends money every day to buy new locks to protect the door. I am the one who opens the lock. Yes. If he buys too many new locks too quickly, and my daily unlocking speed cannot match his speed of changing locks, then the door will never be able to be opened. This is a dynamic process, and it is far more complicated than picking and buying locks. .”

"As for counter-tracing us, it depends on how much intelligence officer Fat D has left. Don't worry, I know they are definitely looking for me everywhere, so all my previous equipment and paths are not used. No matter who sees it If you come here, you will only find a 'new person' who will not be connected to me. After all, I didn't bleed before, but now I bleed. That's probably what it means..."

"Oh, I probably understand." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and responded simply.

"I know, what you want to hear most is the result." Meteor smiled sweetly, poked Zhuang Xuteng with his finger, and said: "With a defense level of 30,000, give me 24 hours, and I will give you the result. Tomorrow, we will Can you tell if D is fat?"

"Yes, that's what I want to know."

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