“At one kilometer away.●⌒,”

Su Jing got up from the ground, and there seemed to be some minor problems in the explosion. He knocked on his own beep boy, and glados quickly gave a diagnosis of the cause of the fault. The internal circuit was oscillated during the explosion, triggering the leakage protection system. The system is now self-testing, and it is expected that the power will be restored in a few seconds.

"How did she do the sniper at least 1,200 meters away?!" Su Jing picked up Gai Qi, who was still shaking her head, and ran to another street corner. He immediately felt the strange smell of blood. Only the "postman" had such a strange aura. Su Jing now has a very high physical fitness. Although he has not surpassed the limit of the black iron level, his perception is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

During his previous journey, he had a vague feeling that someone constantly tests himself at the boundary of his perception. Just like knowing where his "boundary" is, he retreats before arousing his alertness every time. His perception has been integrated and is now divided into three major stages, "absolute perception" within fifty meters, "precise perception" between fifty and one hundred meters, and "fuzzy perception" between one hundred and one thousand meters.

In Su Jing's "absolute perception" field, he can judge the body temperature, heartbeat, even blood flow rate and emotional state of any organism; while "precision perception" is more general, and he can only feel the relative position of organisms of different levels, and the biological characteristics of "stronger aura" are more obvious; while "fuzzy perception" can only know the approximate distribution of biological aura, which can only be used for situation judgment.

The woman's ultra-long-range sniper used about .50amg of anti-equipment rifle, and it should be a special special bomb with explosive function. This heavy firepower was military-grade armed before the war and could be used to attack the strong firepower of the power armored troops. It is already hard to find a shot in the wasteland now, and it is difficult to buy with money. I didn't expect that the woman could actually get it...

Now is not the time to consider these issues. Su Jing patted Gai Qi's head, and the brunette girl got up from his arms, her eyes becoming different from before. The mechanical warlock who had been lazy before seemed to have changed someone else, and she moved her shoulders. Su Jing even heard her brisk laughter in the communication channel.

"That's so interesting!"

"What's interesting?" Su Jing checked the Friendship Destroyer's ammunition and switched the high-explosive bomb and armor-piercing bomb to alternate bomb supply.

"I mean, I almost forgot the days I spent on Pandora. During this period, I was raised by you so fat and fat, and I was almost raised by you to become a pig!" The mechanic swung his arms happily and kept swaying his pistol. "No matter how I say it is, I am a battle elite who has been through many battles, and he is a 'hero'! I just got bombed and remembered that I seem to have not been injured for a long time, and I have forgotten what the pain feels. Now I feel great!"

"Uh, lower your head." Su Jing kindly reminded the excited girl, "There is someone holding a rifle in the anti-equipment is aiming at us."

"So, Ajing, you still have no combat experience on the low-level battlefield." The girl turned her pistol around her index finger. "You just shot out, you should quickly get closer to her while the opponent was still dodging and transferring. She now has the advantage of long-range and snipers. So we just need to get closer to her and then fight close to her. In terms of close combat power, there is probably no one on this continent who can be compared with any of you and me. Even if one person is not enough, we two side by side, even if we are reborn people or perfect mutants wearing power armor, we can beat him to kneel on the ground and call him dad."

"My first reaction is to see if you are injured..." Su Jing scratched her head, "Look pessimistically, now she has moved the sniper point again, we can only look for the next opportunity."

"Opportunities are created by ourselves. Come on, let's cover each other."

The brunette girl's eyes looked like a wild wolf who was eager to try, which reminded Su Jing of the spirited interstellar wanted criminal when she first met her.

In the ruins a thousand two hundred meters away, the woman pulled open the broken bricks and tiles. A barrett m82a1, which was almost as tall as hers, was picked up by her with one hand. Her blood-stained body seemed to be intact. The woman took out a can of crudely packed hard candies from her pocket and carefully poured two into her mouth. While holding the hard candies, she held up the sniper rifle and aimed at the person a thousand two hundred meters away.

What is required for snipers over one thousand meters is to accurately judge the wind correction and target movement prediction, or to change to a warhead that will produce a huge explosion. At this distance, even she is not sure that a shot hits the other party's head. To be safe, she can only use special explosive ammunition.

She didn't think the other party would have the patience to fight her for a protracted battle. A trace of blood appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth. She fell in love with the hunting of the strong. Only under the proposition of life and death can this person without a past find the meaning of survival, whether it is for others or for herself. She could even feel the other party's strong and vigorous vitality. What else could make her feel more exciting and excited than taking away such vitality?

As soon as she put her eyes on the scope, she supported the ground with her hands and jumped away like a graceful female antelope. The next moment, a powerful alloy warhead penetrated deeply into the ground where she was before. The strong iron smell brought by the friction between metal and air rushed into her sensitive nasal cavity. The adrenaline and nerve pulses brought by the veneer dance with Death made her tremble all over. The legs were already wet, and only killing and sex could extinguish the flames in her heart.

The two of them changed their previous calmness and began to deal with it seriously. The slender and sensitive girl had short brown hair floating in the air, running wildly in the ruins like a wild cat with dark brown fur, rushing around the ruins, and even jumping onto the second floor like a parkour, running between the floors, and approaching her at full speed. The man calmly and arrogantly fired at her position regardless of the direction. The woman ran at full speed between the ruins, and armor-piercing bullets that could penetrate the five-story concrete walls and grenades that could blow up the houses kept bursting behind her.

The three of them were like playing hide-and-seek games where you hide and I hide, slowly moving closer in the ruins area.

A woman has always felt confident in her abilities. From the time she woke up from the doctor who saved her, she could feel her extraordinary power. Whether it was strength, flexibility, endurance, mind, charm, perception, she had strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, and this also caused her to feel her loneliness more and more, like an isolated island in the ocean, with very few people who could be close to her even if she had the strength, and too few.

She tried to hunt the legendary wasteland killer "Death Claw". But it was just a pure beast, perhaps a smarter beast. As long as the trap was set up, it would be as easy to catch as a wild boar or a scorpion. After trying humans, she found that humans were the best prey. Humans may not have the power of death claws, such thick skins, and sharp claws, but humans have conspiracies and tricks, weapons and armor. Humans are the most dangerous opponents on the wasteland.

And I am beyond human beings, and women have realized this because I feed on human beings. Just like human beings eat two-headed cows and bighorn sheep, human beings are the highest lord in the food chain. And I am a more advanced predator than human beings. The man-eating person is God, and I am the god in the wasteland, the god who hunts and tames the lambs.

And these two people are their own kind.

"God" is the deprived. She believes that the one who occupies a high position is the deprived. Caesar on the other side of the Colorado River is undoubtedly a tyrannical "God". The politicians and officials of the NCR are also "Gods" in another sense. They are different from the ordinary people and build their own power seats on their own flesh and blood. They use flesh and blood as offerings. Caesar uses power as offerings, while those merchants and politicians use money and status as offerings. That's right, in this world, man and God have existed since time immemorial. Some Gods are based on pious faith, some Gods are based on system and power, some Gods are seated in oil paintings on the wall, some Gods are standing on the podium, behind the desk, holding guns and signing pens is God.

"And you, what kind of gods are you?" The woman rolled, but she was slowing down because she wanted to dodge the rain of bullets spurted out from the two guns in another girl's hand. The long spikes of alloy penetrated her shoulders and nailed her to a wall.

There are still three hundred meters away from girls, and there are eight hundred meters away from men.

She gritted her teeth and pulled it out of the wall with a sudden pull of the alloy, her shoulders and fingers were covered in blood, but she had to return to her hard-earned freedom.

"The Tree of Freedom must always be irrigated with the blood of patriots and tyrants." She suddenly blurted out, but she didn't know where this sentence came from. Sometimes some fragments of memory would appear in her mind. She couldn't help but blurt out many words that sounded very reasonable. She felt that she had read many books before she had lost her memory and was a very educated person. Sometimes, a man with many braids appeared in her memory. The man had brown skin and deep thoughtful eyes left by long-term sunshine. Sometimes she would feel the man's aura of distantness in the wasteland, but she seemed to instinctively want to avoid him and could only escape from his breath as soon as possible.

She will not let others kill herself, nor will she give others the opportunity to devour her body. She wants to make sure that she is the only "God" in this world, so those who are kings, kings, and gods will leave her teeth on them one by one, which is the mark of herself as the superior. Those who hold swords and guns, those who give orders, and those who call themselves leaders... will die, except for the immortal and eternal me.

She threw the heavy sniper rifle into the corner, and only a pistol and a saber were left on her body. All that was needed was enough. With light equipment, she regained the advantage of speed. The injuries on her shoulder affected her exquisite movement balance, but this small injury would soon heal on her own, and eating more food would help she recover quickly.

In front of it was where the dirty ghosts of the explosives gang were said. She knew that they had bad intentions and could even feel the short and fat chef Cook's eyes wandering around him. She knew that the man was said to be able to eat people, and she kept a disdainful attitude towards it, just a pig pretending to be a god ("all animals are born equal, but some animals are more equal than others." Who said this? She didn't quite understand why this sentence appeared in her mind, nor did she understand the meaning of this sentence), and she didn't even want to get close because he emitted a smell of mold and disease. It was hard to imagine that these explosives gangs actually made him the chef.

But what trouble can a group of dirty pigs cause to people?

She stepped into that destination, where the rare buildings in the ruins remained intact. These buildings still stood tenaciously in the wilderness, like the last afterglow of the pre-war world, standing awkwardly and falling down at any time. Their desolation and the magnificence of New Vegas in the distance showed a sharp contrast. In her eyes, New Vegas was not a luxury casino, but a huge dining plate with a piece of candy on the dining plate, and then the white and fat worms crawled onto the plate, but were scooped up by the two hundred and fifty-year-old rotten corpse with a dining spoon and put it in her mouth to chew. She even imagined a scene in her mind where black pus and blood flowed out between his uneven sharp teeth.

She could finally take a breath. The blood on her shoulders had dried up, and she quickly entered a house that was kept intact. The two people were already close, and she believed that the ambush of the explosives gang could still cause them some trouble.

There were dozens of explosive gangs ambushed in the surrounding buildings, all wearing the most exquisite armor, holding energy weapons, explosives and large-caliber guns.

"Don't run away."

"It's considered to be a catch."

One after another, the brown-haired girl took off her helmet carelessly and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a robotic hand. Her body emitting a faint smell of fruit and a unique body odor of adolescent girls, like a mixture of milk and mellow wine. (A good dish.) The man behind her had the fierce breath of a predator, and the sweet and male hormones made her feel a little hot in her lower abdomen. (Not now.)

Where is the Devil Gang?

She suddenly felt that the smell of gunpowder seemed to be too strong. She thought it was gunpowder on the dirty pigs, but now she suddenly felt that it was not like it.

"When you are solved, it will be the death of those idiots around you." Su Jing raised the friendship destroyer's accuracy in his hand. "If you surrender now, then we may have a chance to join forces. Otherwise, let's see if you can eat a friendship destroyer's explosion bomb. If you are hit by a explosion bomb and survive, I might be able to let you go."

"Ha." The woman laughed.

Then it exploded. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!