Chapter 1213: Twenty-five. Deadline(38)

Red and black.
One side symbolizes passion and liveliness, and the other side represents deep and steady.
If you have a highly skilled painter or designer, you should be able to use these two colors ingeniously to create a masterpiece that is both mysterious and romantic, and will not be forgotten at a glance.
Roland is not an artist, and his aesthetic appeal lies between the nobility and the general public, and he has no particular paranoia about color and composition.
But once these two colors appear in front of you, or when only these two colors are left, the overlapping color blocks will only remind people of unlucky things.
Such as bleeding;
Such as death;
For example, scorched earth;
For example..."Legion".
I don’t know whether it is inherited from the unique color matching of the local. The shell of the "Legion" is based on black, supplemented by the exaggerated shape of the red line. Even the unique high-mobility stealth special combat type, stripped of the silver fluid metal armor, is still a red and black inorganic body underneath.
The endless red and black are intertwined, twisted, sublimated, and finally outlined into a certain face-young, handsome, always with a faint, sneering smile.
That is the face of the devil.
The head is full of sensation, and the field of vision that can't find the focus is full of red and black.
It sounds a bit like a hangover, in fact, the reaction after the hangover is very similar.
But after the hangover, the mouth smelled of alcohol and complained. Although there were some obstacles to his physical function at this moment, Roland knew very well that he squeezed out of his lungs, crawled through the trachea, and finally overflowed his mouth with blood. And the stench of meat.
His eyes refocused, and his tinnitus gradually subsided.
A miserable gasp pours into his ears, and after a moment he realizes that the hissing sound of the man who is just about to die is his own voice.
The body has reached its limit.
Although the impact of the previous faucet lowering managed to remove most of the force, and because of the angle, the impact was not a frontal impact, but a rubbing impact. But even with so many miraculous elements piled up, it can't offset the huge mass and kinetic energy.
It was hit by a huge aircraft carrier, or even a huge mass above it-so that it can survive, and it can still move and fight for a period of time. How much luck and chance should be superimposed?
It is not surprising that after consuming one's luck for a lifetime, it is still impossible to avoid damage to the ribs and internal organs. Although the fractures of the arms and shoulder blades are not impossible to fight, they are not able to support the body to withstand high-intensity protracted combat. The body continued to sound the alarm, and the red words "Severely Damaged" and "Recommended Retreat for Immediate Preparation" in the interface flashed continuously.
Use this tattered body and almost half-destructed body to fight the endless attacks of the "Legion", and then connect with the new type of short soldiers with strong combat power. Until now, it is still a miracle.
So many miracles have been created, and it will soon come to an end.
The physical strength has been squeezed out, and even one finger cannot be lifted. The body... although it will not die immediately, but just leave it alone, sooner or later, it will die from septicemia caused by necrosis of the body tissue or due to dehydration. dead.
Mostly aware of this, the "Legion" stopped artillery bombardment, and the high-mobility stealth special combat type of the concealed figure also lifted the optical camouflage, stepping closer to the teenager who was paralyzed on the ground and no longer moved.
The "Legion" did not say that the captives were captured, and only the wilderness covered with bones remained where the undead army passed. Regardless of the other party's identity, gender, age, belief, no difference and suddenly gave death to the other party, this is the whole meaning of the existence of "Legion".
However, they have an almost persistent desire for fresh brains.
In order to spread the death more effectively, it is necessary to know more about the opponent. Analyze and grasp what the other party's action principle is, what the behavioral benchmark is, think about the logic, what are the motivations and principles behind the illogical behavior, and what are the places or components that can be used-to answer these piles of mountains Question, it is necessary to directly ask the human core processor, which is the brain.
Therefore, the "Legion" began to consciously capture the resistance to the last person, and obtain the most reliable data through these best samples. The "Legion" peeled off the skin of the poor insects, cut the skull, and docked with the brain exposed in the air, applied various stimuli to the nerves and muscles, recorded the signal response, analyzed the principle...
Now there is one of the best samples so far, and unable to resist, the highest priority order is immediately switched from "annihilation" to "capture".
A highly maneuverable special combat type raises a special high-frequency cutting blade, which is ready to cut off the target's limbs.
For the "Legion", the only value of the sample is the part above the neck, which is the spherical block that houses the core processor (brain). Considering the saving of transportation space and the improvement of transportation efficiency, the core processor should be cut directly for transportation. However, the core processor of the sample must rely on the organic device under the neck to maintain its operation, and it will not be possible to obtain valuable data if it is taken off. In order to prevent the target from exploding, destroying the core processor, or running away. Under the premise of maintaining the device, unnecessary parts should be cut off.
Unnecessary parts-limbs. Even if it is cut off, as long as the wound is treated in time and hemostasis is performed, people can still survive for a long time-enough "legions" to explore the mysteries of the brain.
The sharply raised blade was printed on the eyelids, and the tip of the blade that started to shock after the injection of energy was also clear. Roland's heart was unusually calm. In the face of the tragic ending, he could not even have a ripple in his heart.
--What a beauty.
Crossing the blade and staring at the sky, an untimely sigh rose in Roland's heart.
The sky is burning now.
The sun immersed in the western horizon released a bright red light. After being refracted and reflected by the drone group that closed the Rhine sky, it cast a dark red light on the earth, and gazed at the sky with dark red light from the ground. Charcoal block about to burn out.
Under the dark red sky, fighting-unilateral slaughter continues.
Ruins, ravines, "legions" and human bodies, remains of weapons...
The battlefield outlined a miserable outline in the dark red light. In the full of blood and fire, the death battle between aliens and humans continued. In order to survive, for dignity, and to seize the hope that was so slim and negligible, people roared and used weapons in their hands to continuously launch waves of futile attacks on the "Legion". When the bullets were over, they used a bayonet to stab them, and when the bayonet broke, they smashed them with stones, punched their fists, and gnawed their teeth... In the end, no one could survive in front of the "Legion", and they all became part of the miserable battlefield.
Soon, he will become a part of it.
Roland remained calm when this thought came to mind.
No regrets, no disappointments, no crying.
Make a decision with your own will, and then bear the result of the decision yourself.
This is what Roland has been pursuing, although in the end it failed to achieve all its goals, nor did it allow this view to spread to EbookFREE.me~ and be accepted. But Roland accepted this calmly.
--ended.
Somewhere in the heart was a calming wave of emotions, a voice of relief. With a lot of scrolling pictures, Roland almost fell into that voice.
however.
--how can?!
...?
In the other corner, a faint voice was ringing.
How can it end like this!!
The unsatisfied whisper turned into a cry, and the still hoarse voice blurted out the cry, leaving only a little effort to gather all the left hands, clenching Dirandal to draw an arc in the air, and the high-frequency wave blade that was about to fall was blocked by the waist. Break. Dragging the broken blade, the high maneuvering special combat type jumped forward.
Stably landing, the red light of the head compound observer flickered and flickered, and repeatedly moved between Roland and the broken blade section.
"Cut (me)--"
The roar of hoarse walking echoed over the battlefield, and the young man roared with all his strength.
"Don't give up yet! Monsters! Come here!"
Almost all his strength was drained with just one sentence. Roland would almost lie down on the spot, barely supporting his upper body. The blood-stained purple pupil and the undead army shining with red starlight glared.
The high-speed maneuvering special combat type surrounding Roland slightly opened the gap, and the two stand-by not far away set up 30mm sniper guns, and the aperture of the aim was a little bit of the youth's anger.
The unavailable samples are threats and should be eliminated immediately.
Target locked, excluded.
Just when the order was issued, the moment the firing mechanism was about to be activated, two slender blades descended from the sky, penetrated the magazine and the built-in shells without hindrance, a burst of sparks flashed, and the two of fire exploded in situ.
In the blazing fire, a tall one-armed figure came to Roland.