Chapter 164: spy

The huge transparent incubator stands quietly in the middle of the research room, where the floating body is more crippled than before. A young man with brown hair and brown eyes sat crookedly in front of the training cabin, holding a cigarette in his mouth and staring at the screen not far away.
Derek exuded the temperament of the son of Dang Er Lang, and the uniform that should be solemnly and tightly worn by him. The screen in the screen is rapidly switching, and occasionally flashing some battle scenes, it is dazzling because the rhythm is too fast.
"Alas, mortals like me can't really appreciate these battles." Derek shook his head and looked away from the screen. "Speaking of which it's time to shift, don't you take a break?"
A sentinel and a guide stood on the side of the nutritional cabin. The exposed half of the face did not have the slightest human breath. Only the sweat showed their fatigue.
Derek saw that they ignored him, but he was not angry, and he was very good-tempered: "Since the two are so hard, they will have no effect if they continue to support them. It is better to rest for a while and then continue. . "
The sentinel finally spoke, without a wave of sound.
"Master Derek, your majesty told you not to let your guard down."
Derek seemed to hear something funny, and gave a low laugh, "Do you respect my father so much? Your Majesty? Hahaha. I thought you must wish to kill him."
Another guide said: "We don't know what feeling is hate."
Derek glanced at the leader in the cabin, just in line with her.
"In this way, I still envy you." He got up and slowly walked to the side of the nutritional cabin, pacing and walking sideways. "This leader, like you, doesn't know what emotions are, love and love. hate."
He carried his hands on his back, walked very slowly, paused a little while passing by the sentry, and then moved on.
"I used to think that people like you are terrible, but then I discovered that such people are the most fair and just."
"Master Derek."
The sentry always felt something was wrong, but excessive consumption made his senses dull.
Derek chuckled: "My father held me in charge of the leader for a period of time. I met every day. How do you think he treated me?"
He happened to walk behind the guide and stopped, leaning to her ear as if to ask her, "Your views should be more fair and objective."
"Sorry, Master Derek, we don't know."
Whether it is a sentry or a guide, months of overloading tasks have already exhausted them. Because they have no feelings, they can persist until the overdraft dies, but the physical burden cannot be deceiving.
"Yeah, it's normal to not see it because you don't understand your feelings, so it's useless to ask if you are thirsty or not?"
The sentry saw the young master's hand on the shoulder of his guide through the green culture medium. Even if you have no feelings and do n’t know what jealousy is, for the sentry, protecting your partner is instinctive.
Derek's approach made him an alarm bell in his heart, but he did not dare to relax the suppression of the people in the cabin. Her smile is almost exactly the same as hers.
Why are there no footsteps?
He finally realized the reason why he felt abnormal before. The footsteps of untrained people were light or heavy, but it was absolutely impossible to make no sound at all-at least it was impossible to escape the ears of the sentry. But just now he didn't hear Derek's footsteps at all, it was definitely not a brother.
As he figured out the key, the guide opposite snorted.
The sentry decisively gave up the suppression of the leader, and the flash generally rushed to the guide.
Derek had thrown away the syringe in his hand and stepped back to the side.
"Don't be nervous, it's just some hormones," he smiled brilliantly, throwing his jacket off to the side, holding a dagger in his hand and posing in a fighting stance. "Some hormones that can help you recover feelings in a short time. The product that Neta has studied for many years has no side effects except cool. "
Under the thin shirt, the thin and thin body originally showed clear muscle lines, which is definitely not a physique that can be produced by a casual and idle boy.
"Master Derek, what do you mean?"
Derek showed a helpless expression and sighed: "So I said that it's tiring to deal with people like you who don't have emotional intelligence. I'm obviously rebellious. What else can I do? Don't talk nonsense, just hit it, as Master Ben You have to be honored to be the first real opponent. "
The sentry finally stopped asking more, and said to the guide behind him, "Six Six, how are you?"
He could feel a little confused and excited about his guide, but it seemed that there was no damage.
"I, I'm fine ..."
The six sentries and guides have only numbers and no names. The two guards beside Huazheng are sentries numbered three and guides numbered six.
"Can the barrier be expanded?"
"Ok……"
"cover me."
Although he could feel that Derek was just an ordinary person, the calm attitude of the other party made him have to be cautious. It is not that there is no precedent for ordinary people to defeat the sentry, and it is not impossible to defeat the sentry by using the advantage of the number and the interference methods-sound waves, light effects and other weapons.
Derek narrowed his frivolous smile and held his breath, finally showing some seriousness and nervousness. At first glance, his fighting posture came from the Marine Corps, and it was none other than the leader who taught him himself.
Derek is a veritable brother of White Pillow.
With the physical quality of the sentry in the state of Yiyi far exceeding that of ordinary people, No. 3 and his own guide unfolded the barrier and rushed to Derek in an instant.
Neither the numerous precision equipment in the room nor Derek's identity is suitable for the use of guns and weapons. The first thought of No. 3 was to subdue him first.
But Derek's reaction speed and strength may not be as good as his, but the judgment is very accurate, and he can resist his attack in time every time.
No. 3 only determined from the feel of the hand that Derek was wearing a nano protective suit, and the timing of whether to activate the jamming weapon or avoid the concession was just right. An ordinary person can achieve such a degree, it is definitely the result of ingenuity.
There is indeed a clear advantage against ordinary sentinels, but on the other hand, because most mental abilities cannot be applied to ordinary people, they will also lose part of their combat capabilities.
No. 3's ability is regeneration inhibition, No. 6's ability is pain enhancement, these two are naturally very useful for leaders, but almost invalid for ordinary people.
It's just that Derek doesn't have the strong physical qualities of a sentinel, and fights and retreats, panting and scarred in less than a few minutes.
"Stop, truce!"
Actual combat and training are not the same, he did not expect that he did not persevere for five minutes. No. 3 ignored him, and his fierce punch hit Derrick's abdomen fiercely.
Derek put his arm up for a block, and after all he was thrown out by inertia.
"Wait, wait a minute! Don't you care about that little sister No. 6?"
Derek spit out a foam, and he turned upside down and pulled the chair to the side. No. 3 originally thought he wanted to draw his attention, but after a pause, the feeling of the guide also passed on to him.
"little six."
No. 6 didn't know when he had fallen to his knees. Although he still managed to maintain the sentinel's barrier, his body was almost paralyzed.
"Derrick, what did you do?"
Derek saw him walking towards him aggressively, and a roll was hidden under a metal operating table. "I have said that it is a hormone that temporarily restores feelings. What else can she do? You must have never experienced a combination fever? Not hurry Take her away, Master Ben doesn't want to see the live palace! "
"You bastard!"
No. 3 rose furiously, and the operating table was deformed with just one punch. Derek turned backwards, and even the roller belt climbed out of the platform and shrunk under the operating table.
The sentinel's feelings clearly began to be influenced by the guide, and the degree of danger also increased dramatically. The other party doesn't care if he is the son of Huace or not, and he may be killed in a flash.
"Even if you kill me, it's useless. Hurry and take her away!"
Derek prides himself on being a gentleman, and he doesn't want to deal with girls. But the sentinel was alert and responded quickly. He was afraid that he would not succeed with a blow, so he retreated second.
"Third Brother ..."
No. 3 had never heard No. 6 shouting at himself like this, and had to leave Derrick alone. Now that the base has been invaded and there is a shortage of manpower everywhere, the two are not only ordered to guard the leader, but also to protect Derek.
It's just that the most unlikely person is undercover, what can they do?
No. 3 took off the No. 6 mask and saw her flushing, unconscious, and finally ignored Derek, holding her out of the door.
Derek blew a whistle to make sure that the opponent would not return, rolled up and ran to lock the door, and then collapsed to the ground.
When the relationship is restored, the unfounded loyalty will also be weakened, and even hatred will be born, and the two will naturally not lose their lives in spite of their own safety.
Derek looked at the nutrition compartment and said weakly: "Master, I was almost killed by you."
The reduction of Huazheng's incomplete flesh finally stopped, and her eyes looked at the picture on the screen as if she was deep in thought.
Derek rested for a while, got up from the ground, sat down at the operating table, and began to change the nutrient solution as he said to himself: "I do n’t know what the standard you let me do is because of this time Is Jane here too? Hey, it hurts me. My dead dad does n’t know when I will find out, Master I put my head on my belt for your sake. You must count my things if you promise me ... "
The author has something to say: one on each side, fair!