"..." Hitzfeld looked around and found himself surrounded.
"Come out." She simply put down the gun.
"Dream space, the same technique as "Wolves in the Sunset"."
"I've put so much effort into creating this scene, you don't want to just sit there and watch, do you?"
Chapter 7: Russell the Mechanic
She didn't have to wait too long. With a series of crisp sounds, a tall woman with a bun walked out from the corner and looked at her from a distance of five meters.
This distance was very important. It was not too far that the conversation could not be heard clearly, nor too close that she would not have time to notice her raising the gun.
"Judith... Ma'am."
Hitzfeld relaxed his brows. He was not surprised to see this person.
"Have you guessed it?" Judith still had her usual cold tone.
This was her nature, but compared to usual, her tone was a little more excited, as if she was vaguely suppressing something.
"Why?" She observed the girl, her eyes carefully examining her pretty face. "I am Javi's most trusted deputy. He takes me with him wherever he goes. I didn't even say a few words. Why did you expect this?"
"Because he takes you everywhere, acting like he trusts you the most, but he doesn't let you participate in any part of the review."
Hitzfeld grinned slightly. "That's a pretty clear hint. You shouldn't expect it."
On the surface, Judith is indeed less suspicious than other examiners.
Since she has judged that Javi is absolutely trustworthy, then Judith, Javi's deputy who is often with him, should be the second most trustworthy person.
That's not the case at all.
Most trusted deputy – most trusted.
But she was not allowed to participate in the review process.
Hitzfeld saw it clearly. From the time he came in to the time he left, Javi did not let Judith participate in any part of the review. He even refused to respond to the woman's words after he left, and forced her to change the subject by asking her if she had eaten today.
Can this still be called trust?
It should be a restriction.
Javi was worried about her, so he made her his deputy. He had to keep her under his watch because he was afraid that others would not be able to control her.
But now it seems that she has found the opportunity to escape.
Oh... not necessarily...
Also a possibility.
is intentional.
Suddenly, the woman with bun-haired hair raised her right hand towards this side.
Hitzfeld had been staring at her and raised his hand at the same time as hers. Although he fired later, he was faster than her. The two of them fired almost at the same time.
There was a crisp sound in the air, and Hitzfeld fell to the right as he fired the gun. He vaguely felt something brushing against his hair.
But Judith was not so lucky. A large amount of blood spurted out from the shoulder of her right hand holding the gun, mixed with some flesh scraps. She dropped the gun with a tremble in her hand, and her body fell to the ground, leaning against the wall.
Hitzfeld fell to the ground at this time. She saw everything clearly, but did not raise the gun to shoot Judith again.
Because those big dogs... those Dandy Hounds came charging up.
The thin black shadows were connected into one, and the yellow pupils and white fangs of the beasts were vaguely visible. There were no less than twenty of these beasts. If she dared to shoot Judith to death, her escape space would be further reduced.
Hitzfeld did not panic. She first slowly stepped back to make sure the hounds were within effective range, then immediately opened fire, shooting the front hound in the head.
"Woo woo!" The dog was the largest in size. Its body trembled violently, and a ball of red and white blood appeared on its head. Its body rolled diagonally in the air and collided with several dogs behind it.
But there were more! More Dandy hounds rushed towards Hitzfeld, and she shot and killed three more. She quickly ran back into the elevator before they surrounded her and manually - almost using all her strength to force the iron gate shut.
The crisis has not been completely resolved.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
The fence in the middle of the iron gate was hollowed out. The vicious dogs banged against the fence and barked wildly, their pointed muzzles poking through the gap, trying desperately to squeeze in.
It would be difficult for an ordinary dog to squeeze in, but the Dandy Hound was tall and thin, and many vicious dogs had already stuck their heads out of the gap.
Hitzfeld's face was livid. She first fired a few shots, killing the most prominent ones one by one. Then she took out a new magazine from the leather compartment beside her boots with her left hand. While changing the bullets, she leaned her body against the innermost wall of the elevator and raised her right leg to kick the dog's head.
"Bang!" The sole of the shoe hit a hound's head hard, which further aroused its ferocity. It let out a "wool wool" roar from its throat, scratched with its front legs, and kicked its companions with its hind legs, and rushed in like a black arrow.
"Ah!" It barked wildly and pounced on the girl in the corner, but she kicked it in the nose, stepped on its neck and shot it again, and it lay there motionless.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
After the series of gunshots ended, Hitzfeld leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
There was not much space in the elevator, and there were seven or eight dead dogs lying on the floor. Her skirt, socks, even her hair and face were stained with blood, and there were even more dead dogs piled outside the fence.
However, this is her limit.
There were only three magazines in total, and none of them were fully loaded. With 21 bullets in total, excluding two blanks, she killed at least 19 vicious dogs.
The battle record is very impressive, but it is the result of factors such as the natural magic ball guarantee status and the narrow terrain.
She had to accept that the white whale was waste.
And now there are still 4 or 5 vicious dogs outside.
The "dee, dee" sounds continued to be heard.
Judith walked out of the elevator with her hair disheveled and one hand on her shoulder.
She was still very careful. She walked behind a barrier and squatted down to observe the situation through the gap.
After seeing the miserable state of the girl inside, she finally couldn't help but let out a sick smile.
Hitzfeld also noticed it, and she immediately turned to the other corner to avoid being shot from behind.
"You know what," Judith whispered over there, "From the moment I met you, I wanted to put a leash on you."
"A little cutie like you...really, your doe-like eyes, your delicate figure, your slender ankles...I don't know why they would be interested in what you did, but for me, this is the reason why I accepted the commission."
"But unfortunately it is too difficult to tame you." Her voice suddenly turned cold.
"Tell me what happened to you here, and I will make your death easier."
"Hmm..." Hitzfeld groaned.
"So, you and the people behind you really have no idea what's going on."
"I'm curious. This is a vast red earth plain. The nearest city, Onsayin, is arguably the most heavily guarded city in all of Sara. Even if you succeed, how do you plan to get away?"
"That's not a problem for you." Judith's lips twitched, and she reached out to call the nearest hound and gently stroked its fur.
"I'll count to ten. If you won't tell me, I don't mind letting these little cuties do something excessive to you before they have their meal..."
She was afraid of Hitzfeld.
I have been with Javi for so long and still haven't seen through him, but this little girl can actually detect his hidden thoughts so easily.
If what she said was true, then Javi would never let down his guard against her. This opportunity to slip out was a trap, and she had to quickly torture her for information and then leave.
"10..." She started counting.
"9..."
"8..."
The countdown is almost over.
Hitzfeld said nothing.
Judith gritted her teeth in anger.
For a cunning opponent like this, she had no idea how many bullets the girl had hidden. Of course, she didn't want to show her face.
Just as she was about to drive the remaining hounds to test, she suddenly heard the girl sneering inside.
"why are you laughing?"
she asked angrily.
"Nothing... I just thought of a story."
"story?"
"Yes... The story is about a noble family that participated in a rebellion, but the royal family found external aid to suppress all of them. In the end, only one person from this noble family died, and he was able to continue to be entrusted with important tasks by the king's side."
"Strange, isn't it?"
"You might as well guess how he did it."
"……what do you want to say in the end?"
Judith's face was almost distorted.
"This kind of nonsense..."
"I'll tell you."
After calming down, Hitzfeld suddenly looked up.
"Because he killed the leaders of the rebellion - his father, mother, grandfather, uncle and even all his relatives."
Judith's breathing stagnated, and she unconsciously exerted force with her hands, but she felt something hard under the fur of the hound's neck.
She looked down curiously, and was greeted by a bloody mouth.
"what--!"
As she screamed, the canine fangs pierced into her flesh, locking her left arm tightly like a pair of pliers.
“Ahh! Get out! Get away!!”
Ignoring the pain, the woman shot the vicious dog in the forehead with a pistol at close range.
It was useless. The bullet only broke the surface of the thing, but the internal tissues - those mechanical parts that were spliced together - did not move at all.
"rustle……"
The sound of light footsteps came closer and closer.
Judith was bitten on the neck by the mechanical dog and lay on the ground dying. But she still recognized the other person's face and struggled to say his name.
“Russell…”
"I thought……"
"Why... why..."
"Because, as the young lady said, I killed those traitors and proved my loyalty to His Majesty."
After saying that, the man stepped over her and came to the fence, bowing slightly to the girl inside.
"Level 6 mechanic, Russell Igor."
"It's a pleasure to meet you in this way."
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The fifth update is a little late, but the word count is a little extra~
ps: Someone is calling out the battle process of Aqing and A Bing, um...this, I will definitely do it when I have time later.
Chapter 8 New Plan
A node somewhere in the space was cut by the knife light.
As if tearing open a scene curtain, Xia Yibing walked out of the painting. The night shattered into pieces behind her, and Hitzfeld couldn't help but put his hand in front of his eyebrows to block the sudden glaring sunlight.
At the same time, there was also noise - there were many knights and sentinels patrolling or chatting at the ground outpost, so the noise could not be small.
Then these people suddenly realized that the situation had changed.
On the ground... on the wall that he was leaning against, a large amount of blood suddenly appeared. Many people who were sitting against the wall to rest felt something heavy falling into their arms. They opened their eyes and observed carefully, and roughly recognized that it was the soft corpse of a large hunting dog.
Curses and short shouts came one after another. Hitzfeld smiled faintly as he watched the woman outside open the fence and said softly, "...I knew you would follow."
"That's why you are so fearless." Xia Yibing's face didn't look very good.
