Berry held a gun to Zi Mouse's head.
Very angry, he thought it was too easy to simply kill two people, unable to vent his anger at his Titan being blown up by two colonial mercenaries and his own inevitable death.
"You have so many hatreds and grievances. You have to ambush me even after running away once! You are so mean..." Berry cursed crazily.
"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and Zishu closed his eyes helplessly, pictures and countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
As a mercenary, you fight and kill, and one day you will be killed. She had foreseen the arrival of this day when she became a mercenary.
It's a pity that I didn't confess to that guy... Can't boys be more proactive!
Do you have to wait for me to take the initiative to speak? Really, I feel regretful even if I die now...
What a pity...
What a pity...
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Huh?
Zishu opened his eyes in confusion and saw that Berry's head was exploded in front of him.
There was a hole in his head, and the bullet passed through his helmet and passed through his head.
Passing through ruins still slightly hazy with dust.
The bloody red blood splashed in the air, dotted with earth-colored dust ruins, and Berry still retained the abusive expression on his face.
It's just that I can't see it because I'm wearing a helmet.
Zi Shu looked around and saw only the left side.
The dust in the distance cleared, revealing Zheng Yang's half-kneeling figure holding up a little helper.
Berry's body fell to the ground, scattering dust on the ground.
After all, the pilot underestimated the enemy, once, twice and three times, no matter how much Berry raised Zheng Yang Zishu's standard of strength in his heart.
After all, they still couldn't resist the IMC's brainwashing since they were young. They believed that people in the colonies were inherently inferior to others. In addition, the other party could not be a pilot, and the two of them did not wear the official standard equipment and weapons of the resistance army.
At best, they are just colonial mercenaries...
Therefore, Berry didn't take it seriously until Titan was bullied by a nuclear explosion at that moment, and then he raised Zheng Yang to treat him as an equal pilot.
But it's too late.
Looking at Zheng Yang's light clothing, he was still imprisoned by the prison of his mind because he relied too much on the jetpack, because he thought that even he could not survive a jump from the fifth floor without a jetpack and light clothing.
His ideological shackles come from the long-term brainwashing by the IMC, which is one of the side effects of brainwashing.
There is no correct concept of treating things.
Of course, Berry is just one of the pilots in the IMC who have been brainwashed by honor and the false righteousness of mankind. Fortunately, the ones who came to investigate this time are not the other elite pilots of the IMC who have independent values.
Those pilots treat everyone with respect and treat everyone as equal, so they don't treat enemies with the contempt typical of Berry.
Of course, the IMC prefers pilots like Berry who have been brainwashed by themselves. After all, in previous history, there have been pilots like this who betrayed the IMC and went to the rebels or independent camps.
The most representative one is the neutral camp established by the IMC's former transport ship pilots.
【Sky City】
But there is no choice. The Iron Controllers with independent values are more powerful in combat, and their numbers account for a relatively large proportion. IMC is not willing to leave behind this large combat power.
Therefore, we can only secretly brainwash some children who are easily swayed, or the heirs of the pilot, and train the brainwashed pilot from an early age.
Their brainwashing is to fight and honor the development and progress of mankind. IMC combines its own historical advantages to replace fighting for the development and progress of mankind with fighting for IMC because of human development and progress...
I have to say that brainwashers are also talented people.
Zheng Yang knelt on one knee and coughed up blood on the ground.
Zi Shu reacted and immediately ran over to help Zheng Yang, and the two limped back to the city.
Before leaving, Zheng Yang walked to Berry's body and fired two more shots, this time with a RE-45 pistol.
After all, it was a medium to long distance. Although he could guarantee that the re-45 would definitely hit Berry's head, the power of the re-45 at medium and long distances was still a little weaker with the Pilot's helmet.
Although it is said that the second shot can hit the head, the mouse will rush to the street~
And there is a possibility that Berry will avoid it.
Bailey treats Zheng Yang Zishu with contempt, but Zheng Yang definitely treats Bailey with the greatest respect.
You can only use a small helper, and there is still dust scattered in the air, so the uncertainty of aiming is extremely high.
But he could only take a gamble, after all, it was a little helper, a single-shot pistol with huge firepower.
Headshots from mid-range will definitely kill you.
Two additional shots were taken, one in the heart and one in the spleen.
Zi Shu supported Zheng Yang and waited for him to refill his gun. He looked at Berry's body and thought to himself, I bet on the right man.
Sorry, you are really valuable.
Zi Shu didn't forget to poke Zheng Yang's waist and said.
"Don't forget to get his helmet and give it to the rebels when the mission is due to see if you can get some extra rewards."
The pilot's helmet is also quite useful, but a reconnaissance pilot's helmet like this one, which is destined to death, probably won't be of much use.
Generally, pilot helmets on the battlefield have internal communications, and if they can be cracked, they can be heard.
Back then, Jack Cooper, the legendary pilot in the resistance, also secretly cracked the internal communication of the pilot's helmet that he killed and intercepted the information.
After taking off the helmet.
Zi Shu helped Zheng Yang and limped towards the city.
"Hello."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Can you marry me when you go back?"
"Eh...Eh?!"
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ps: Damn 11.37 extreme submission.
