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“Calm down, calm down”
Scott opened his mouth and tried to take a big breath, forcing himself to calm down, but as soon as he took such a breath, the strong smell of blood came.
You can vaguely see several corpses lying on the ground at the bottom of the tower, with semi-solidified blood overflowing all over the ground.
Indeed, the elite hunters who were originally scheduled to attack this tower were blocked, but after completing their missions, the hunters who attacked other towers realized that their companions were missing, so they came here to investigate and planned to solve the problem smoothly. Drop this accidentally left target.
Because the time dragged on for too long, the natives exhausted too much physical strength, and the windproof raincoats were about to fail, which further hindered the operation. Therefore, Scott and his comrades took advantage of the opponent’s carelessness and successfully killed these elite hunters.
The price is that among the four-person team, only Scott is still alive.
“The artillery launch must be started successfully. The artillery launch must be started successfully”
Smelling the blood of his comrades and natives, and hearing the furious roar of the crocodile dragon in the distance, Scott’s hands were so trembling that he couldn’t even hold the linen cloth that he usually used to wipe the barrel and inner wall of the artillery, and there was only words in his mouth. Will repeat the short phrases that are most obsessional in my heart.
But he was not a gunner in the first place. Although he saw a lot of them, he could only control the artillery to aim and fire.
——How to repair a broken artillery piece? How did he know!
A sincere prayer to restore peace to the displeased machine spirit? This is a good idea, but the Mechanical Spirit Sect is probably a minority in the empire
My thoughts have begun to fly into the distance in confusion, and there is not much time left for Scott.
As the ground suddenly vibrated, the entire tower began to shake slightly, and even scattered lime chips fell from the ground.
The roar of the crocodile dragon and the scream of the etheric weapons tearing the air are getting closer and closer. The battle between Viscount Grant and the great shaman can span half the city in a few minutes.
Perhaps it is a coincidence, or perhaps it is deliberate, the battlefield between the two sides can be seen with the naked eye heading towards the rough and almost boiling offshore sea.
This tower is right around their path!
“No, I have to leave.”
After being hit on the head by a falling brick, he stretched out his hand to touch his head blankly, but could only touch a handful of blood mixed with dust. At this moment, Scott suddenly realized his current situation.
——He really didn’t know anything about alchemy artillery. It was just because he didn’t want the sacrifices of his comrades to be in vain that he forced himself to deal with these inscribed equipment that he couldn’t understand at all.
But the current situation will not change even if he dies, because inscriptions are just like mathematics, if it doesn’t, it won’t.
If you don’t want to be buried with your comrades and the natives, you have to leave.
Although he thought so, when Scott stumbled to the bottom of the tower and wanted to open the latch and leave, he was shocked to realize that the entire structure of the tower had been slightly deformed due to the previous earthquake. , the solid wooden door was stuck in the door frame. No matter how he pushed or hit it, he could not shake it at all.
“It looks like I’m really going to die, but it’s a pity that I didn’t say goodbye to my mother in the morning”
Exhausted and finally aware that he had been declared dead, Scott sat down in a pool of blood, crying and laughing. He was too lazy to care whether the corpse next to him was a comrade or a native. Anyway, when the tower collapsed, everyone would be one It’s a mess, who can separate who?
Only at this moment can we realize that this soldier wearing the light armor of the city guard is just a young guy who doesn’t even have hair on his mouth. He is at most fourteen or fifteen years old.
However, not long after Scott gave up the struggle completely.
The howling wind outside the tower seemed to pause for a moment.
Then, the resigned young city guard suddenly raised his head and looked at the tower gate in shock.
Because, just now, he seemed to hear the sound of someone pushing the door!
“Is it really locked?”
Listening carefully, Scott vaguely heard a childish but unusually calm voice muttering to himself amidst the noisy wind outside: “It seems that I can only kick it away.”
Kick away?
Due to exhaustion, blood loss, and the sluggishness of despair, Scott did not understand what the so-called “kicking away” meant.
But, the next moment, he understood.
Boom! With a powerful kick hitting the building door, the entire door panel collapsed backwards.
The breath of wind and rain outside the building carried a strange warmth, and the entire door panel passed past the stunned Scott’s eyes, and then hit the inner wall of the tower.
The sound of rain suddenly became clear.
He turned his head blankly and stared at the door panel. The young city guard turned his head blankly and looked at the door.
It was pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and a figure wearing an indigenous raincoat stood at the door.
In fact, the opponent had just retracted his legs – there was no clue that that slender and well-proportioned body could actually explode with such great power.
Before Scott could react, he had already seen the face of the boy in the raincoat clearly, and then he was startled again.
“Ian?”
Although the news was not deliberately spread, the news of a young psyker out of Harrison Port was somewhat of a big news in the middle of the year.
Scott is not a white citizen, and is not familiar with the appearance of the psyker boy, but he is not able to recognize him face to face.
“You recognize me? That’s easy.”
Looking over his shoulder, Ian saw an embarrassed city guard in a pool of blood, his face covered with dust. He just glanced at the corpse next to him, and he roughly understood what had just happened: “It’s amazing, he actually defended the indigenous people. Attack, but there is still something wrong with the alchemy cannon?”
“Can you take me to see the situation?”
Theoretically speaking, Scott should shout a warning at this time, telling the opponent that the tower is structurally unstable and may collapse at any time – what else are you thinking about artillery, just run away!
“The artillery is right up there. The natives didn’t destroy it, but they just can’t fire it.”
But I don’t know why, as Ian gave the order as a matter of course, he nodded mysteriously, struggled to stand up from the pool of blood, then led the other person to the turret, and explained the current situation to him as concisely as possible: “There are no problems with the barrel structure and crystal sand dust. The gunpowder is very dry. I suspect there is a problem with the igniter.”
“Damn, how could I say these things?”
Scott didn’t understand what he was doing at all. After he brought Ian to the alchemy cannon, the roar of the giant beast outside, which he originally wanted to escape immediately, became more and more real, and the shaking of the tower became more violent. , he is already leading the way to the limit, why would he still stay and waste time explaining these superficial and ridiculous remarks?
But in a daze, the faces of his dead comrades appeared in his mind.
The faces of those comrades who protected him behind him just because he was young. Even if he knew nothing and couldn’t do anything well, they still kept him alive.
——Don’t want to.
No, sorry for their blood.
“Thank you, that was very helpful.”
Taking off his raincoat, Ian immediately focused his attention on the huge alchemical creation in front of him. The boy’s eyes were hot and pure: “I have never had a chance to get started, this time I can analyze the structure.”