"Chirp chirp, chirp chirp!"
Xie Junping pursed his lips, flicked his tongue, and made a seductive voice. Unfortunately, he forgot to place a loudspeaker at the front. It was a big mistake and it was destined not to be a boost.
Fortunately, the front-end night vision camera is still quite powerful. The green image is rendered with color light and when transmitted back, it has been restored to the maximum extent and is closer to the real situation.
You can see that in the dim corner of the tree hole, a plump brown-haired creature is raising its hind legs and stroking its front paws. In its blunt mouth, the sharp upper and lower incisors are squeaking, looking alert and nervous.
"Yes, yes, come to daddy obediently..."
Xie Junping grinned, fine-tuned the joystick, and then pressed the button. The spider-shaped bionic mechanical platform completed target locking and the anesthesia needle was fired.
The brown-haired creature shuddered visibly, and fell forward as it stood up.
"n!"
Xie Junping yelled, pulled the joystick, and commanded the mechanical spider to sprint on the slippery steps. His forelimbs stretched out, and blue-white electric fire came out from the tip: "Brown-haired rat, let your father love you well!"
A perfect jab!
When he hit the target in front of his eyes, he didn't expect that the brown-haired mouse, which had been stiff just a moment ago, whipped out its flat tail, which was almost two-thirds of its body length, like a whip, and actually knocked the electrified spider's forelimbs askew, leaving itself unscathed.
Immediately, its fat body jumped up, more than half a meter high, on the inner wall of the tree house, sideways, walking five or six steps like an acrobatic, and after landing, it made several consecutive leaps to avoid the mechanical spider's spray. The metal net that came out went all the way down the steps and disappeared behind the corner in an instant, and there was a faint sound of "dong" falling into the water.
"Fake Squid!"
Xie Junping temporarily ignored the dignity of the target of his delusional violence and almost smashed the handle. Then he slapped his head hard, and the immersed helmet made a dull tremolo sound.
Before he could get too upset, he called out "Underwater Perspective", and the scene in front of him soon switched to a more turbid and gloomy underwater area.
The view mode has been adjusted. Thanks to the high-end underwater camera, the scene here is restored quite well. The bloody light of the setting sun piercing the jungle spreads out in the shallow water, the waves occasionally flutter, and a huge black fish swims by. It was full of life, as if he could touch it, as if he had entered the water himself.
Xie Junping had no time to enjoy the underwater scenery. He pushed the joystick forward and started the silent motor. The military micro-unmanned submarine purchased with a lot of money jumped out quickly like a barracuda.
The meaningless venting of emotions in front made him lose his best opportunity. The brown-haired rat that sneaked out from under the sandbar jumped under the front end of the mini-submarine, and its underwater speed was actually very fast.
Xie Junping stopped talking. He gritted his teeth and turned on the fire control system. Unexpectedly, the target swung its long tail and crashed into the thick mud layer underwater. It stirred up a large amount of black mud barriers and managed to escape from the lock of the fire control system. .
At this time, the mechanical spider that entered the automatic mode also crashed into the water. This thing is amphibious. Even if it cannot float, it can still chase forward by stepping on the mud at the bottom of the water.
"This seems to be more effective..."
Xie Junping hurriedly switched the control mode, but where did he have time? Finally, he simply gritted his teeth and said: "Mind control mode!"
Nowadays, micro-submarines that are easier to control can enter the control of thoughts and combine with the automatic cruise function to shuttle back and forth in the water. Xie Junping endured the dizziness and difficulty of multitasking and controlled the mechanical spider to pursue it.
In the small swamp lake, turbid currents suddenly rose up, and the fish and shrimps in the water, as well as the birds and animals on the lake, were startled and made a mess.
Five minutes later, Xie Junping roared and slammed the joystick in his hand.
"Oh mom..."
Hu Huaying, who was coming in from the work elevator, saw a black shadow hitting her head. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and dodged to the side. The UFO passed by her ears and hit the inner wall of the elevator behind her.
When he heard the explosion, his scalp exploded, and he opened his mouth to curse. He saw Xie Junping removing the hood of his helmet angrily, but he almost broke his neck due to his excessive emotion.
Hu Huaying rolled her eyes and stopped scolding, but she didn't go to help either. She crossed her arms and watched Xie Junping struggle.
After Xie Junping took off the helmet and other peripherals, he laughed and said: "Brother Ping, you are getting more and more stingy now! It's not easy to go to Shuanghe Realm during this time, so just the whole set of equipment, just get the joystick." What."
"I'm not playing games, this whole set of equipment is useless!"
"What are you going to do if you don't play games?"
"……You do not understand."
Xie Junping hesitated to speak, but finally waved his hands, looking helpless, but the flames in his pupils showed no sign of weakening.
He took a few deep breaths to calm down and said, "What did the Social Work Office say?"
Hu Huaying shrugged: "It seems that the Occult Research Society is really going to shrink. They are changing the leadership in advance, and Lao Du is retiring. I think it is more likely to borrow the donkey from the slope. It is said that one of the big financiers over there is out. Problem, we may have to divest.”
Xie Junping frowned, put down his helmet, and waved to Hu Huaying, indicating that the two of them should stop chatting in the central control room and take the elevator to the ground. When he entered the elevator, he kicked out again and kicked out the deformed multi-function joystick, showing that he still hadn't adjusted to his mood.
"The Qise Fund behind the Construction Society is very stable."
"So what?"
Hu Huaying spread his hands: "I can't see any difference. The main reason is that our junior Luo has enemies all over the world. Li Xuecheng from the Construction Engineering Society is certainly troublesome, but Huang Bingzhen didn't come out after entering the hospital? Those grandsons from the Shenyan Society We are gearing up and preparing to seek justice. I think, no matter which family takes over, it will be the same... What do you think, Junior Luo?"
Xie Junping did not answer immediately.
The elevator door opened, and the two came to the tea room on the third floor of the "Gear". Xie Junping found a reclining chair at random, put his body up, and slumped there, looking up to the sky and sighing.
The setting sun was shining, bringing in the last remaining warmth of the day. The smart service terminal delivered black tea at the right temperature at the right time. Xie Junping reached out to take it, but got lazy again and hooked the handle of the porcelain cup with his fingers. He just rolled his eyes and looked around. The layout is the same and it is always deserted, but it is slightly different from the club building two weeks ago.
After more than ten days of hard work, this is the result.
After a long time, Xie Junping sighed: "No one wants to give it to me!"
"Well?"
"I don't want to give it to anyone anyway." Xie Junping closed his eyes on the recliner.
The wind blowing through the jungle in the evening spreads over the window sill, blends into the afterglow of the setting sun, dissipates the cold air, and then winds lightly in the large patio that runs through the fifteen-story building, as if it brings a rhythmic whistle, low and low. Long.
The restless mood outside all day long will be washed away here before you know it, leaving only a wonderful calmness...well, except for the challenge of the brown-skinned mouse.
Turning around, Xie Junping's perspective seemed to extend all the way to the dead tree sandbank, merged with the spider platform and mini-submarine under the water there.
The black mud of the previous chase under the water has cleared up. What kind of chase will it be next time?
Thinking about it this way, it's quite touching. A mild challenge, not bad...ah?
Xie Junping was suddenly stunned. Why was the scene in his mind suddenly so clear and real? Just like an underwater camera captured it and sent it over.
He sat up all of a sudden, without thinking clearly, Hu Huaying over there was already drunk: "My brother Ping! What we are discussing now is Senior Brother Luo!"
"I'm afraid I can't think too much over there." Xie Jun responded casually. The blood-red light outside the window flooded most of the jungle, and washed away the weird thoughts just now.
