Chapter 214: I come to you too

In the midst of all the gunfire and smoke, Zheng Jingfeng fell to the ground, staring at the two figures in front of him, shooting at the tidal wave of robotic dogs.

One of them was even wearing a police combat hat.

The way they fought, the way they acted was so similar to Xie Ping Zhou Muying, that he instantly saw the ghosts of the two old men.

But when he fixed his eyes on it, he realized it wasn't.

The two who blocked the mechanical dog for him, surprisingly ...... is "violent kill"?

Zheng Jingfeng was stunned and shocked as he watched the "Storm Killers" use their equipment to attack the robotic dogs. As the most powerful robots on the island, they are equipped with many high-tech anti-personnel weapons, and even though their hands have been blown up, they are still able to deal with these robotic dogs with no problem.

One of them, the caped Stormtrooper, actually looked back at him and gave him a fist-bumping gesture.

For a moment, Zheng Jingfeng's mind seemed empty.

He muttered, uncertain, "...... Xie Ping?"

The Stormtrooper didn't answer him, its green eyes staring at him for two or three seconds, when a mechanical dog lunged at it head-on, the Stormtrooper immediately sensed the danger and turned its head back, its breastplate opening up and firing a scorching ray from within, splitting the snarling, barking mechanical dog in half in the blink of an eye.

It's been two minutes.

They've been trying to stall for another two minutes now.

Zheng Jingfeng wiped a handful of ashes, braced himself to get up from the ground, raised his gun again, and ran to the two Tyrannicidal Robots, and immediately, he and the two Tyrannicidal Robots became in the standard triple-mangled combat mode! He was back to back with them, one of them sharing a 120-degree angle firing range, and the three of them working together, surprisingly, there was no more dead angle!

"This is fucking ...... really unbelievable ......" Zheng Jingfeng muttered, practically feeling like he was dreaming.

But what happened was real, he really did form a defense team with two Stormtrooper robots, and he did so because he received a fist bump from the hooded Stormtrooper.

That was a hint of the formation that he and Xie Ping Zhou Muying had mutually agreed upon when they were on a mission out of Burma more than thirty years ago, and the clenched fists represented the Three Arms New Defense Formation. Under normal circumstances, Zheng Jingfeng would never have believed it, he would have thought that it was a coincidence, however, just in the moment when he locked eyes with the green eyes of that robot, he didn't know what had touched him, and he actually just ghosted and made the match.

What's even scarier is that he actually matched it correctly.

Zheng Jingfeng yells at the two Stormkillers behind him in a hail of gunfire, "Is that you guys? ...... Is that you guys?!!!"

Stormkill didn't answer, silently launching an attack and defense in all directions.

The gesture changed again, the clenched fist becoming an outstretched three fingers.

--

"Three men crouch low and attack upward."

Zheng Jingfeng's ears had practically echoed with the voices of Xie Ping and Zhou Muying when they had discussed the code with him back then.

He withdrew the implied action in the storm kill the moment low body, behind the two "comrades" also no surprise low body, the three directions of the mechanical dog was originally to spray flames towards them, but because of the three timely interoperability, together with the short body, the flames did not burn to them, but let the three dogs spray each other a scorched.

At this point, Zheng Jingfeng is finally in tears.

Don't need any more answers ......

He knows who these two "killers" are ...... He's already sure who they are ......

But how?

What are these "violent killings", anyway?

In the midst of the melee, time passes very quickly, Zheng Jingfeng felt that he had only cooperated with his old comrade for a few rounds when the door to the control room opened, and Xie Qingcheng, clutching the God of wind system, which had finally completed its data collection, came running out of the room and shouted at him, "Uncle Zheng! Let's go!!!"

Zheng Jingfeng: "Can't--"

Before the word "go" was uttered, both of his shoulders were suddenly pushed in unison, Zheng Jingfeng turned around in dismay, and saw the two Tyrannical Slayers quietly shaking their heads at him.

The one in the police cap gave him a military salute - despite the missing hand.

The one without a police hat raised one arm in front of his face.

Though their movements were not as easy to read without their hands, Zheng Jingfeng understood them immediately, for they were a silencing gesture that Zhou Muying had done to him many times before.

Zheng Jingfeng, a man who hadn't cried much in decades, at this moment, tears had completely blurred his vision, and he was almost about to bawl out, but he had to hold it back.

"Uncle Zheng!!!"

Xie Qingcheng shouted at him once more, the doubt and agitation already evident in his voice.

Zheng Jingfeng moved his lips, wanting to say something to those two Stormkillers, but in that moment of distraction, a mechanical hound had already broken through the line of fire and stormed up, the light in its eyes changing from green to red, about to shoot out a killing ray.

"Bang!"

When it was too late, just in a flash, Zheng Jingfeng came back to his senses and held his gun with a point blank shot, striking one of the mechanical dog's eyes, whereupon one of the projectiles disappeared, while the other one obliquely grazed the side of his face and whooshed through, striking directly into the shoulder of the venerable Riot Killer who wore a police cap!

Zheng Jingfeng cried out in dismay, "Xie Ping--!!!"

The cry left his mouth, and by the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Xie Qingcheng originally felt that the situation outside was not quite right in the command room, and when he came out, he saw that the two storm killers who had broken away from the main control actually began to help Zheng Jingfeng kill the enemy, which was even more strange, but he had not thought about it too much until Zheng Jingfeng blurted out the sentence "Xie Ping" at the critical moment, which immediately shook Xie Qingcheng to his core. Xie Qingcheng was shocked.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes widened in consternation, and his vision met the green eyes of the police-hatted robot for an instant.

At that moment, there was a sudden buzz in his head.

He did not know why, all of a sudden remembered the action that this robot had done twice repeatedly towards itself before - raising its crippled arm to the side of its head. He had originally thought that it had become stupid after breaking away from Zhuo Ya's mainframe control, but at this moment he suddenly realized why he felt this action was déjà vu, because this action was ......

--

"Little Submission, come on, do a military salute like Daddy."

At the entrance of the house, Xie Ping smiles and lowers himself to speak patiently to Xie Qingcheng in his childhood.

Xie Qingcheng: "Like this?"

"Yes, what a little wit."

"Good luck with your work then, Officer Xie." Little Xie Qingcheng tried to hold his head up and say to his young father.

Xie Ping also returned a standard military salute at him half perfunctorily, smiling and curving her eyes, "Good, thank you our little handsome boy."

"......"

It's a maneuver that he and his dad did with each other almost every morning when he was a kid, with Zhou Muying watching them with a grin on his face.

How did he forget ......

How did he not realize that?!

Like Zheng Jingfeng, Xie Qingcheng was struck by an unseen wave, and for a moment he stood frozen on the spot, unable to digest this fact at all.

"Data upload complete, five percent!"

Right at this moment, the God of wind system on Xie Qingcheng's wrist emitted a clear and cold prompt.

This data about thousands of people's lives is still waiting to be transmitted back to the headquarters in Huzhou, although they can still resist for a while, but the mechanical dogs are constantly increasing, and the damage to "Stormkiller" is getting more and more serious, once Stormkiller falls, it is impossible to withstand such a crazy attack with Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng's flesh and blood. Once Stormkiller was down, it would be impossible for Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng's flesh and blood to withstand such a frantic attack.

Zheng Jingfeng is unwilling to leave, unwilling to leave his old partner alone.

Xie Qingcheng's attachment to his parents was deeper than Zheng Jingfeng's. He was more shocked and wanted to know the truth about all this, but Xie Qingcheng was after all a person who had suppressed his own feelings for more than twenty years.

At one time, if he did not control his emotions, he would fall into the abyss of mental Ai Bola disease and be consumed by death.

A long history of self-control had made him cruel and unusual in his personal emotional repertoire, and that cruelty was not just for others, but for himself.

How much pain must a person be able to endure, how much strength must they have, to be able to cut away their emotions in a situation like this? To make the right choice?

He is a living man, but he must live himself as a machine.

"Data upload complete, ten percent!"

Xie Qingcheng rushed forward and dragged Zheng Jingfeng, the firelight reflected the side of their faces, both faces have been blackened by smoke and dirty.

Xie Qingcheng see Zheng Jingfeng eyes full of tears, more than fifty old warriors, but in this moment like a teenager at the time.

"I can't go ...... that's ...... that's them ...... that must be them... ...You go, Xie Qingcheng, we'll hold them off for you ......"

Xie Qingcheng do not know if there are the same tears in his eyes as Zheng Jingfeng, at this moment all of his senses seem to be closed, he is like a living dead person ...... He can not have a little bit of ego, once the mistake of omitting a millimeter belonging to their own emotions, he will also surely be collapsed.

"You see clearly Lao Zheng, that is a robot ...... My parents are dead, it was the year you saw it with your own eyes." He clutched the lapel of his coat and whispered to him, "Let's go, Old Zheng, we must go."

"No ...... I can't ......"

"You don't know ...... Xie Qingcheng ...... you don't know how many dreams I've had over the years ...... how many dreams I've had over the years about them and me escaped back together from the rainforest in Burma ...... we ended up lying on the grass ...... not one of us was missing ......" Zheng Jingfeng's string, which had been taut for decades, seemed to have finally snapped at this moment, and he wailed, "Not a single one is missing!!!"

"So you're going to die with them?!!!"

Xie Qingcheng shouted angrily.

The robotic canine once again ran into the air, and before the sound of this furious bellow could be heard, Xie Qingcheng saw a robotic canine pouncing from Zheng Jingfeng's side and back - a position originally guarded by the "Xie Ping" robot, but the "Xie Ping" robot had suffered a lot of damage and was no longer able to respond as quickly as before. That position was originally guarded by the "Xie Ping" robot, but the "Xie Ping" robot had suffered a lot of damage, and was no longer able to respond to the enemy as quickly as before.

In the nick of time, Xie Qingcheng yanked over Zheng Jingfeng and pounced him to the ground, while at the same time, the robotic dog ejected a laser ray and stabbed diagonally against Xie Qingcheng's back ......

In an instant, blood splattered!

Zheng Jingfeng's face went white: "Xiao Xie!!!"

Xie Qingcheng grunted in pain as his police uniform was cut, gushing out stinging blood, and the air seeped with a strong smell of iron and the charred scent of burning flesh.

"Data upload complete, fifteen percent!"

Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and go! Old Zheng, go quickly! Have you forgotten? You said that your teammate this time is me!!!"

Zheng Jingfeng was shaken.

"It's me, not my parents! Team Zheng, go!!!"

This young man's cry, this young blood, finally brought back the half old man's sanity, the light and shadow in Zheng Jingfeng's eyes gathered, he immediately got up and said in a trembling voice: ''You're right ...... You're right ... ...! Xiao Xie, we are leaving ...... We are leaving!"

He climbed up and helped Xie Qingcheng up with his support.

Xie Qingcheng : "I have the last flashbang in my gun, you're a good shot, take it over there and make a path, we must not be caught until all the data is uploaded."

"Good ......"

Holding the gun handed to him by Xie Qingcheng in his bloodstained hand, Zheng Jingfeng wiped the bloodstains and hot tears from his eyes as he raised the muzzle of his gun, aiming it at the huge wave of mechanical dogs in front of him.

Bang!

A shot goes in and shines through the blackness.

The flash-bang projectile was like a sword splitting the waves, suddenly rushing out a charred and blackened path of life in the dense sea of mechanical dogs - this was the time!

Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng surged forward, cutting through the hard-won, yet to be closed path of blood.

At the last moment, Xie Qingcheng quietly glanced behind him with his eyes--

The two tall "Stormkillers", behind them, fending off more mechanical dogs, fought, in the warm glow of the growing fire, like the two old men who would never return ......

Xie Qingcheng's heart was like a knife, and he turned his gaze away from the endless explosion flames and robbing ash reflected in his eyes as he rushed towards the dark forest.

"Data upload complete, twenty percent!"

Mechanical dogs were very fast, and normal humans certainly couldn't outrun them, so while Stormkill was stalling for them, they had to distance themselves from them as much as possible.

As the two run through the dark forest, Xie Qingcheng uses the hearing of Ai Bola's patient to judge his pursuers.

One minute ...... two minutes ......

Zheng Jingfeng could no longer hear the exact sound behind him.

Five minutes, six minutes ......

There was a mechanical explosion!

Xie Qingcheng's footsteps paused for a moment, and at this distance, the sound could only be heard by him.

This is the sound of the ...... "Storm Killer" robot when it was completely blown up and destroyed. ......

Xie Qingcheng felt that a certain part of his heart seemed to have been destroyed with it.

Dad ...... Mom ......

Zheng Jingfeng: "What's wrong?"

"...... Nothing, run again, it's not even close."

Xie Qingcheng held back the tears that were about to come to his eyes and closed his eyes with great effort. The number on his wrist was constantly moving upwards, and was already very close to the completion value.

"Data upload complete, seventy percent!"

Ten minutes ...... Eleven minutes ......

"Boom--!"

The second explosion was loud.

He knew that the other "Storm Killer" also finally could not withstand the mechanical dog's frenzy of wheel battle, fell in the sea of steel and fire ......

"Those mechanical dogs will soon catch up." Xie Qingcheng gritted his teeth, "There's one more thing ...... we can't stop ......"

As if beating the drums of war for them, the God of wind system chimes in again.

"Data upload complete, ninety percent!"

Victory is in the air ......

Even though Xie Qingcheng heard that the hounds had caught up behind him and were getting closer and closer at an alarming rate, the value on his wrist kept going for a few moments, ninety-one percent, ninety-two percent, ninety-three percent, ninety-one percent, ninety-three percent, ninety-three percent--

"No!"

Xie Qingcheng's pupils suddenly clenched and he shouted harshly at Zheng Jingfeng, "Get down!!!"

Zheng Jingfeng reacted very quickly and immediately did as he was told, only to hear a few gunshots, sweeping the two men's running trajectory and wiped past them, fortunately Xie Qingcheng's hearing was excellent, which allowed them to avoid the danger.

But Xie Qingcheng's hearing processing isn't without its limits, and he's so focused on listening to the pursuit behind him that he doesn't realize until then that there's someone a thousand meters ahead of them, rapidly approaching.

The person did not come on foot, she rode a mechanical celestial horse, actually like the elves and monsters in the Western European myths flying down from the high sky of the night, her voice was very light, and in a moment she arrived in front of the two men.

It was a ravishingly regal Slavic woman with waterfall blonde hair and eyes that were as stunningly blue as they were cold.

She was holding a gun in her hand, and the bullets she had just fired out towards them.

Without even being introduced, Xie Qingcheng and Zheng Jingfeng knew right away - she is ......

Zhuo Ya!

"Data upload complete, ninety-seven percent!"

"There won't be a hundred." Zhuo Ya said this quietly in Russian, and Zheng Xie, neither of whom knew Russian, could not have understood her words better.

Zheng Jingfeng whispered to Xie Qingcheng, "I'll hold her off, Xie, there's still three percent to go, we must--"

"Xie Qingcheng, Zheng Jingfeng. your operation is over."

Suddenly, the second Heavenly Horse flashed its wings like the giant wings of the God of Death, blocking out the cold moonlight, and swept to Zhuo Ya's side. At the same time, the God of wind system on Xie Qingcheng's wrist suddenly flashed twice, sending out a system warning that sounded very horrible to the two of them.

"The system is blocked, the transmission connection ...... has been disconnected ......!!!"

Xie Qingcheng Suddenly raised his head and met the eyes of the man sitting on the second heavenly horse.

That pair of almond eyes was dull and cold, indifferent, without any semblance of the warmth of the past.

He Yu, dressed in Mandela's dark black military uniform, sat on a cold mechanical warhorse, his military boots stepping on the stirrups. He raised his left hand wearing a black half-finger tactical glove and made a commanding gesture, and then looked down from top to bottom at Xie Qingcheng who was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.At the same time, the mechanical celestial horse opened the chest weapon device box, and a barrel of black holes of the muzzle of the gun was turned towards Xie Qingcheng.

He Yu stared at Xie Qingcheng's face, "You lost. My professor."