Chapter 1114 Lighting Project (5)
Patrick's solemn voice appeared in the communication, followed by someone explaining what had just happened and who the three people who had died.
"About a kilometer away, depending on the time difference between the sound and death. Angle from top to bottom. A few people on the side of the dead three replied at this time, and after a brief moment of surprise, the quality of strict training allowed them to quickly enter the combat state. What the eye can see, and what the ear can hear, is now listed.
"Isn't it a sniper bullet?" Patrick replied with interest after listening to the team's words, a raised rock, "It should be that person's teammates, according to the time, the information here should also reach their ears, rush to the rescue." All staff pay attention, covering each other and scattering, advancing forward in an arc. Som, you have a larger range of temperature perception, go to the first echelon, and pay attention to report the detected information in time. Croney, you go to the left. Mr. Occam, Miss Janet, I'll trouble you on the right, I'll go in the middle. As long as you find a target, remember to dash quickly. The other party's perception range is farther than ours, and we can't always fall within the opponent's favorable area. β
The seemingly loose team became orderly at this moment, and the trees became their best cover. The attack did not deter others. The heads of the three dead were not completely blown open, and only half of them were shattered. This made them tell that the bullets were not sniper bullets. By extension, the person hiding in front of them will not have a powerful weapon that can penetrate the trunks of several trees, such as a heavy sniper rifle.
In addition, now that everyone is in the woods of the mountains, the terrain is not flat, and with the cover of the trunks of the trees around them, even if the enemy can perceive them from a long distance, there is no possibility of a shot to pierce their heads.
In the situation just now, Patrick and others also simulated the result - the enemy came around very early and lurked at a safe distance. Then, relying on a wide range of temperature perception ability, he found a suitable position that would not affect the trajectory of the bullet to complete the shot just now.
In other words, the attack just now lost the possibility of being replicated after they started to act.
This result is judged without the slightest hesitation. On the one hand, their experience is supportive, and on the other hand, it is also the basis for visible information. All of them have been operating for more than ten years, and those of the rebel forces may be even longer. Everybody has a lot of experience, otherwise they wouldn't be in this team right now.
In a dozen or so breaths, the gradual advancement of the way like building blocks made Patrick and the others closer to the imaginary enemy by more than a hundred meters.
"There was no response. Somme explained the probing situation as the team adjusted, "The enemy is also retreating, and it won't be slower than ours. β
"The range of perception is larger than that of you and me, and there will be no results if this continues. Patrick thought for a moment, "Looks like something else has to be done." β
"Mortos. Patrick then shouted in the communication, "You bring the flare, and as the team moves forward again, cooperate with Somme to move forward at great speed." Keep the distance within 600 meters, and when you arrive, use flares to ignite solid fuel, igniting the plants around you as quickly as possible. Som, remember to capture the enemy in front of you, I estimate that the enemy's temperature perception range is within 1,500 meters, which is the limit of the family's recorded sensing range. Although it is not ruled out that there are other surgeries for enhancement, I believe that our luck will not be so bad. And, the chances of encountering it here are too slim. Rapid progress may break the orderly retreat of the enemy and catch their tracks. There aren't many opportunities, probably only this once. β
"Understood, neither I nor Mortos will have a problem. β
"Ready, Thorme. Mortos put away his weapon and pulled out his flare gun to Som from the group, "Just choose your route as you want, and I'll follow you and take cover." As soon as you see a heat source, stop and take cover nearby. β
"It's not the first time I've done it, I know the process of this kind of thing better than you. Somme nodded in reply. At this moment, the entire condensation team moved forward in an orderly manner again. Sometime afterward, with the "start" in the communication, Som and Mortoth burst out of the group, nimbly weaving through the trees, sprinting forward at breakneck speed.
"No!" Somme let out a low roar about two hundred meters, and after a breath or two, when the distance reached about four hundred meters, the same voice was heard again.
The background temperature image of the plant swayed in Somme's sight with the running body, and the only sound in his ears was the sound of his feet stomping on the dead leaves, and the small "whirring" of the wind. The sense of distance lets Somme know that there is still a few more distances to reach the limit distance of the dash.
"Mortoth!" shouted Somme, who had never caught any heat source, "and ignite the high-energy fuel after one breath." β
With a few heartbeats, a red light lit up from behind Somme with a burst of "boom", and the solid high-energy fuel that Mortos pinched into powder ignited a large area of rising flames, forming an arc around them. The next moment, the rain of solid fuel spilled all around, igniting the dead leaves on the ground.
The two were ten meters apart, each hiding behind a tree trunk and probing the surroundings.
"No!" After a brief pause, Motos spoke first. Som followed, now expanding his temperature perception to his limits, but still not detecting any heat sources other than his surroundings. Waves of heat rose from the burning solid fuel and slammed down on Thorme. This made him feel much more at ease, at least now he was relatively safe.
Amid the sound of crackling leaves burning, Somme, with confusion and more thought, made sure that no enemy was being observed in the communication.
"You stay in the flames, and we'll be there right away. Patrick said with the same confusion, "Watch around, it seems to be a tricky enemy." β
"It's not just the temperature perception, but also the surgeon who has the ability to change body temperature. Somme exclaimed, "If two opposing surgical development projects are developed, it will be very troublesome to deal with." β
With that, Saom let out a breath. The heat wave heated the air around him, mixed with the strange smell of rotting dead leaves and the smoke that spread towards him. At this point, the temperature perception is once again expanded, as the rising smoke has begun to obscure the view. Without the slightest vigilance, it was probably the moment when the temperature perception was unfolded, and a tactical knife came straight through, cutting through the flow of water, and fluently piercing his ears.
As Thorm's body fell, one hand snatched the communicator from his body, and then the human image was disembodied and took a few steps into the billowing smoke and melted in.
The skin's capture of the direction of the air allows Cassia to find the best entry point into these tumbling smokes. Not to mention the fusion without the slightest effect, it is indeed possible to squeeze away the smoke because of the form.
At first, he didn't understand why the two of them suddenly rushed over. At that time, he was planning to get close to the enemy and find the next better entry point. For a moment, the two of them burst out of the room, making Kasia think that her position was exposed.
The two strongest members of the team rushed over in order to save time for the rest of the team. Kasia thought so and was ready for battle. It was only later that the two suddenly stopped, and a series of actions made him see the intentions of the two clearly.
If he really relied on temperature perception to get the enemy's movements, the action just now would probably really have an effect, thought Kasia, who had evacuated later. As the enemy approached the location of the two dead, Kasia picked up speed and pulled the distance to a kilometer before stopping. He reached out the communicator and relied on the sound to observe the enemy's reaction, so that his voice could enter the enemy's communication channel at the right time.
"Thorm, Mototh, you can come out. A male voice came over the communicator, and Kasia took note of the names of both.
Patrick watched the mixture of flames and smoke and gestured for his men to extinguish the fire as quickly as possible. After two or three seconds of no reply, Patrick, who was on guard in front of him, suddenly paused in his heart. He immediately raised his voice and shouted, but his words seemed to be swallowed up by the smoke in front of him, and there was no response.
Patrick gesticulated, and the remaining members completely surrounded the burning area, putting out the fire as they approached. Within a minute, the bodies of Saom and Mortos were moved out of the smoke.
His face had been blackened by the smoke, and he no longer moved, and he had no expression. Blood was still pouring out of both ears, and the fatal wound was evident to Patrick's eyes. The faces are not very good-looking, no one speaks, and in silence, it seems that they are waiting for something.
"Hello, friend. A hoarse voice came from the communicator, as sharp as an old man over a hundred years old rubbing his teeth in his sleep.
"Friend, that's a good name!" Patrick and the others immediately hid behind the trunk of the tree and put a circle around them on guard. He gestured to show that the enemy has the ability to control the temperature of the body, the temperature perception is not working, the enemy may be not far away, everyone should be careful, "Friends don't treat each other like this." β
"No, no. "I will sigh for a long time, Kasia has not been to many places in the military school, nor has he been in contact with too many people, but has read a lot of books. To disguise this kind of thing, he usually looks for shadows from some of the rich characters in the book, and then applies it to his body according to his own understanding. Sometimes, of course, some of the book's "philosophical" words can be used, "Wait until you live long enough to know that anything can happen between friends." It's just a common one, friend. β
Patrick didn't speak, he looked to the side, where one of them had already lowered his backpack and pulled out his communication machine, ready to track the location of the Som and Mortos communicators in the local radio network.
"Don't think about tracking the signal, it's useless. The enemy's movements were very clear in Kasia's detection, "I just wanted to tell you that this time it was here." I'm coming to you today, just to help a friend. After all, after such a serious injury, it takes a long time to rest to recover. The price is almost enoughγγγγ"
The sound stretched for a long time at the end, then cut off and became silent. Positions were determined almost simultaneously, and Patrick made a forward gesture, and the scattered group advanced at a set speed. It took nearly a minute to find the kilometer distance, and what Patrick had thought was just as he had hoped, except for a communicator placed on a tree branch.
With a deep breath, Patrick looked around and didn't speak, just told the others to take the body and start retreating, going back to the mine.
"Captain, the other oneγγγ"
"There's no need to search, the other party must still be nearby, watching us. It's the best place for him and it's a perfect fit for his surgical development capabilities. But for us, given enough time, we are just prey that will be slowly consumed. Patrick reached for the communicator, didn't speak again, and turned to leave.
The entire team was silent all the way, and Patrick was always at the end of the line, alerting the enemy to follow him. Thinking began to arise from the time of the evacuation, and the deaths of several people roughly allowed Patrick to figure out the enemy's surgical development project, which of course he thought was his own.
Whose henchmen would be the enemy? It was something he had always wanted to know, maybe someone he knew, maybe he had heard the name, but it would definitely be on the list of the top scores in that knight's squire assessment.
Somme and Mortos are not among the top powerhouses in MacDonald's team, and this time they will follow him, focusing on their respective areas of expertise. Somme has a temperature sensing range of nearly 950 meters, and Motos is configured with potions. Patrick has the confidence to kill two people alone without getting hurt, and that confidence has always been there. The enemy's surgical development ability made him feel a little tricky, after all, the information gap can multiply the difference in strength by multiplication.
They're here because of the same mission? Or are they just on the opposite side of Master MacDonald? Patrick couldn't think of the results for a moment.
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Confirming that the enemy had left, Kasia returned to the area where the enemy was searching, probing beneath the ground with high-frequency sound waves, and emitting a code, waiting for a response in a large area around it. The actual position deviated from the search area about five thousand meters, and it was 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and Kasia searched along the mountain range, and finally found Heslie lying there in a cave by the agreed code.
"It looks like the gun is still with them. "The bleeding has stopped, it is a hole in the abdomen that has been blown open by a bullet, and the organs and flesh there have disappeared. Hesley moved his hand on the side of the wound, and there was a syringe at hand, "This time there is a loss, and the two good things are gone." β
"It's just an advance payment, and if you want a spear, you should keep it with them for the time being, and when you get it back, I don't think the king's side will make us wait too long. Kasia picked Hesley up and sighed, "This time the prediction was wrong, and there won't be another time." β
"I'm used to it. Hesley took a few breaths and replied, "It's just that I can't help you anymore in the near future." β