Slowing down time is a wonderful ability.
Although Liszt doesn't know anything about science, he can indeed make uncontrollable time controllable.
He can change the flow of time.
Although he can only slow down the flow of time, he still cannot truly control time, but this symbolizes that he, a small fish in a long river, can jump out of the river and look at this with all his strength.
The scene outside the long river, look at the magnificent waves before and after the long river.
This was easy for Liszt, just like now, out of the corner of his eye, he watched the heavy machine gun bullets flying towards them slowly and with unstoppable force.
Break the branches into two pieces, chop the shrubs into pieces, and rotate them slightly with a blazing temperature, coating the delicate parts of the branches with a layer of black ash.
The data flow has exceeded the limit and overflowed in Liszt's eyes.
His eyes were fixed on the appearance of one of the heavy machine gun bullets flying towards him.
The heavy machine gun bullet was still spinning slightly, carrying a certain kind of special gravity, flying toward him steadily and firmly.
Even Lister had calculated the direction in which the heavy machine gun bullet would penetrate his lower abdomen, shatter his spine and pelvis, and then continue to fly backwards, interrupting an Anchorage elite soldier.
The infantryman's thigh eventually destroyed most of the roots of a big tree.
This was a fatal injury, equivalent to the most brutal cut in half in ancient times.
That thumb-sized heavy machine gun bullet contains powerful power.
The kinetic energy from the expansion of gunpowder, coupled with the inertia of the earth's laws and the rules of density between objects, will cause Lister to suffer huge damage.
Maybe he could dodge, but dodging in any direction would not be able to escape the slow speed of the heavy machine gun bullet.
Because Liszt is slower.
He could only watch the bullet flying towards his waist without moving.
He tried his best to twist his body but still couldn't escape from this doomed conclusion.
And his eyes were also looking towards the edge of the forest.
The three heavy machine gun groups were about five meters apart.
The range and shooting range had already been stipulated, and even cross-fire within a small range was formed.
And the originally black muzzle was also spitting out streaks of golden light crazily, and the surging muzzle flame was also licking the air.
Under the skillful skills of the machine gunner, it shot towards the target at a rate of more than twenty rounds per second.
Shooting inside the forest.
"This is simply not right, this shouldn't be the case."
The data flow in Liszt's eyes had seriously overflowed outside Liszt's eyes, and countless data links combining 0s and 1s even appeared in his widened eyes.
Only he can see this scene.
But he didn't care at all, because all his attention was already focused on the heavy machine gun bullets flying towards him, and all the strength in his body seemed to burst out from his soul.
Liszt He gritted his teeth crazily and tried to jump to the side: "I won't die here."
He gritted his teeth and roared: "I won't."
Liszt thought about death and the future, but he never thought about how to die in the present time.
He still had a long time waiting for him, and the wasteland world of another style was beckoning to him, and he hadn't even really entered the plot yet.
Liszt gritted his teeth.
The data flow in his eyes had overflowed and almost covered his whole body, and he struggled to raise his head.
His movements seemed a little faster, and then faster and faster.
Even beyond this slow period.
"I haven't entered the real radiation plot yet, I still want to see the so-called wasteland world" His eyes widened, and the data flow of 0s and 1s exploded, sweeping through his body like a violent current, and burrowed into his whole body.
Liszt's eyes widened with anger, but his movements were extremely fast in this slow time.
He bent down almost instantly, lying heavily on the ground, and also avoided the bullet that was supposed to hit his lower abdomen or Heavy machine gun bullets in the waist Then time returned to normal.
Lister hugged his 16 assault rifle, curled up and hiding on the ground, not daring to show his head.
The dull sound of the heavy machine gun still resounded through the forest, and the bushes and big trees were beaten so hard that their branches and leaves were broken and sawdust flew everywhere.
Even a small tree as thick as the mouth of a bowl was broken up by a heavy machine gun shot, and it was hard.
They fell all around them, causing a cloud of fallen leaves to fly.
The firepower of the three heavy machine guns was extremely fierce, and the FA assault rifles in the hands of the Canadians were also firing more crazily into the forest.
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The 20-round standard magazine could not be used for a few seconds, but the Canadians uncaringly removed the magazine and replaced it, and continued to sweep the forest with their rifles, regardless of whether they hit anyone or not. , just used their surging firepower to completely suppress Liszt and the others in the forest, without daring to make the slightest move.
"This is a trap.
We are surrounded.
This is not a rescue mission."
An Anchorage elite infantryman hid behind the roots of a big tree, raising the 16 assault rifle in vain and firing in the direction of the heavy machine gun in front.
But being unable to aim, he had little effect.
Instead, he attracted an even more raging metal frenzy that frantically drilled big holes in the big tree where he was.
And his expression was extremely angry, and he cursed loudly in the earphone: "That damn guy led us into the encirclement, and we were fooled."
"Fooled" Liszt was curled up on the ground, breathing heavily, but looking at a place not far away from him.
A pile of minced flesh and mutilated corpses were placed there, and many fine body parts were hung on the surrounding bushes and trees.
Judging from the miserable appearance, they were directly hit by more than a dozen heavy machine gun bullets.
But there was a wry smile on the corner of Lister's mouth.
This pile of minced meat was the Enclave spy, the key figure in this rescue mission, and a heavily armed Anchorage elite infantryman.
The Enclave spy who hadn't yet said his name was already as dead as possible, and the appearance of a pile of minced meat already showed how miserable he was.
Although he was quite disgusted with this guy who always showed a condescending tone, Liszt still knew that this was not the so-called deception, but that the group of Canadian agents had grasped their movements and directly blocked all their ways out.
This group of Canadians directly used three heavy machine guns to form the central firepower, plus at least 20 Canadian special forces, and more than 30 ordinary Canadian infantry.
The metal storm formed almost made Lister and others unable to even raise their heads to fight back.
Can't do it.
In fact, they did not carry any heavy weapons when they lurked on Admiralty Island, so they had no chance of launching any counterattack.
"Jonny's dead, Rachel's dead, Bond's dead, Marv's dead, they're all dead."
In the headset, another voice filled with grief and anger sounded.
He recited the names one by one, but also reported the conditions of the owners of these names one by one.
But as soon as he was halfway through speaking, he could no longer say anything.
His voice even contained sobs and despair.
He loudly reported to Liszt as before: "There are only three of us left now."
"There are only three of us left."
The data flow in Liszt's eyes had completely disappeared, as if it had all flowed into his body.
Liszt was curled up in a depression on the ground, panting heavily, and his physical strength slowly increased, which made him feel slightly calmer.
Holding the headset tightly, Liszt did not give up hope at all.
He said loudly: "Then the next step is an important opportunity for us to escape."
As if sensing that the counterattack firepower in the forest had finally disappeared, the group of Canadians slowly stopped firing their heavy machine guns.
The Maple Leaf soldiers who had surrounded them on the left and right sides immediately came over with FA assault rifles in their hands, and carefully searched behind the depressions and big trees where Lister and the others were hiding.
The FA assault rifles in their hands were even equipped with bayonets, and even the dark depths of the forest couldn't hide their white and solemn appearance.
Fortunately, Liszt and the others were wearing ghillie suits made of camouflage nets and leaves.
In this environment with little light source, it was impossible to tell whether they were real shrubs.
This prevented the Canadian soldiers from discovering them immediately, and Liszt's opportunity was also based on this visual error, and he was ready to lead the other two to fight a bloody road.
In this complex environment of mountains and forests, guerrilla warfare is always a long-lasting magic weapon for victory.
Once the three of them escaped into this dark and complicated jungle, it would not be an easy task for this group of Canadians to find them.
And with his golden finger, Liszt can ensure that he survives on the Admiralty Island, and even exchanges for a small boat to return to his military camp.
“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish” Lister's eyes were already fixed on the six Canadian soldiers approaching slightly on the left, and the 16 assault rifle in his hand was also ready.
He could pull the trigger at any time, but just when he put his finger on the trigger and wanted to pull it, a strange sound appeared in his ears.
Liszt did not choose to fire, because the weird sound was like the sound of some huge object traveling through the woods, rubbing against leaves and branches.
Not only him, but others also heard this weird sound.
And the more than thirty ordinary Canadian soldiers who walked into the dense forest to clean the battlefield had also discovered this sound, and they all moved closer to each other.
They pointed their FA assault rifles at the dense forest and watched the sound coming from them with extreme vigilance. direction.
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The light beam of the tactical flashlight was also held in their hands and directed towards the depths of the dense forest, and their faces instantly turned pale and frightened, and they did not even have time to pull the trigger of the FA assault rifle in their hands.
Because with the light source of the tactical flashlight, they suddenly discovered that a demon that only existed in mythical stories appeared in front of them, and opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth, and let out a series of screams at them.
It was a roar that seemed to burst my eardrums.
"roar" s: Here comes the third update.
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I’m going to take a nap first and get up in the afternoon to continue coding.
It’s a holiday after all, so I need to arrange my time reasonably.
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