Chapter 359: The story of Dr. Clef and 091 that can't be said much

Such a sound was somewhat strange to the audience accustomed to modern life.

But for the audience familiar with cold weapons and armor, it was incredibly familiar.

For example, Bronya living on Jarilo-VI, and Fu Xuan, Jing Yuan, and Yanqing living on the Xianzhou.

"Could it be that in the 'Witch Child's' heart, intruders like Dr. Clef can only be defeated by knights?"

"I can't say, the 'Witch Child's' micromanagement level is a bit poor, reminding me of a commander in a space battle who ordered carrier-based aircraft pilots to switch between torpedoes and bombs back and forth."

"It's okay, at least she didn't order the combat troops: bomb angle 5 degrees to the left."

In the Goethe Hotel, Dan Heng's expression became a bit strange.

In complex terrain like corridors, the long-range advantage that firearms can bring to the wielder will undoubtedly be offset a lot.

If soldiers wear heavy armor and fight Dr. Clef, it can be considered a good choice.

But why not wear thicker bulletproof vests?

Is the Foundation's security force really that bad?

Compared to those space warriors who are like demigods, where one person is a front line, the security forces at this time...

Too many points to complain about.

6:30.

As the timestamp appeared, subtitles appeared at the bottom of the screen.

【Security Force Bravo reappears. Dressed like a bunch of damn knights. No, really, they have full-body plate armor, everything is complete... who the fuck wrote this?】

It can be seen that the Foundation's review staff afterwards were also a bit unable to hold it in.

In the footage, a group of soldiers wearing plate armor appeared from the corner of the corridor, walking in uniform steps.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In addition, they all carried heaters and held swords.

Himeko looked at this group of heavy infantry who appeared across time and space from the ancient "043," and raised her eyebrows:

"What are they thinking, is it a ritual magic? Or do they all know how to use 'psionic energy' and can slash through the air?"

When invoking higher-level power, special formations are often used, using lost characters and symbols.

This is not a secret.

But the subsequent footage.

Confirmed that at that point in time, they had not yet mastered this extraordinary power.

6:35, B-9 passage.

Bravo guard team encountered Dr. Clef.

This time, Dr. Clef did not hold back, nor did he leave the other's life.

Sighing, Dr. Clef stabbed his blade into someone's neck.

He didn't care about the other's name, nor did he care about the other's pain or itching at this moment.

Dying from a shotgun shot, or dying from a throat-slitting knife.

Between these two, Dr. Clef had already made the optimal choice for him.

Although, if he were allowed to choose for himself.

The answer would definitely be "live."

And before the victim's corpse hit the ground, the blade in Dr. Clef's hand had already reached out again, sliding into the gap of another person's armor, sliding along the edge, just like opening a lobster.

Thus, a large amount of blood sprayed out.

Then, he dodged the heater and blade attack sideways.

The heavy infantry roared, angrily leaving slashes on the wall.

But Dr. Clef's voice was louder than theirs, he could roar more than the other side.

Boom!

The pellets scattered in the air, giving every old soldier an equal heavy punch.

Then he cut, the blade reached in again, swinging along with his arm, gently grazing, and then slit another throat.

For Dr. Clef, an agent who had served in the GOC, no matter how tightly wrapped, there were still many vital points exposed.

Dr. Clef didn't know what expression he had now.

He might be laughing, might have a ferocious face, or might be expressionless, just like Dr. Gears.

His own special features made it impossible for others to see his face clearly, only to grasp a general idea.

Regarding this, Dr. Clef had always had nothing.

If discovered, he was somewhat immersed in taking the lives of Foundation security personnel, and even the smile he revealed was like a raccoon dog.

He would probably be put on a list.

In a special mission, "accidentally" and "unfortunately" died.

Two minutes later, Dr. Clef walked up to a wounded person who was not dead yet, and pulled the trigger at his head.

A ripe watermelon shattered.

Thus, no one groaned anymore. ===== CHAPTER 361 =====