NCCnovel Chapter 156
Chapter 156
As long as you find their traces, you can catch up with them and wait for an opportunity to steal the bag back.
The word "steal" has no derogatory meaning.
Shen Bei knew his own strengths and weaknesses, and as a fourth-level psychic, he could adapt at any time, so it was easy to take refuge.
In the case of high-level superpowers, Shen Bei can only "outsmart"
But don't be reckless.
At this moment, the echoing sound of high-speed gunfire came from the tunnel on the left side of Shenbei.
A faint light flashed in the depths of Shen Bei's pupils. Like a gecko, he crawled rapidly on the top of the tunnel. Every step he moved was full of powerful rhythm and precise control.
His flexible arm and leg joints stretched and twisted smoothly with the precise control of the intelligent system inside the armor, as if they became one, allowing him to walk on the inverted ceiling as if it were flat ground, moving around with ease.
One intersection after another passed by Shen Bei. Although he was in an upside-down position, it did not prevent him from running and crawling at a fast speed.
The subway tunnel is like a tomb of time sleeping deep underground, with the tracks covered with thick moss and gravel accumulated over the years.
The tiled walls that were once pristine white have long lost their luster and become dull, with faded fragments of old advertising posters vaguely visible on them, like fossils left behind by time.
A moment's work.
Three men appeared in Shen Bei's infrared vision.
The three men formed a cross-cover formation and moved cautiously step by step deeper into the subway tunnel.
Leading the group was a mutant holding a high-speed rotary Gatling gun.
This man had a beard as thick as steel needles on his face, which made his head look bigger than others. His hair and beard were gray, but he looked only in his thirties.
Following closely behind the bearded man was a thin young man carrying a shoulder bag. He had bangs that slightly covered his eyes and was exceptionally handsome.
In the team of three, the one left behind was a girl.
She was wearing ripped jeans and a black T-shirt with a nuclear mushroom head pattern on it. Her hair was short and her bangs were dyed a light goose yellow. Silver earrings were prominently hanging in her ear holes.
Shen Bei hid two hundred meters behind the three people.
I continued to look intently. The tunnel ahead was crooked and my vision was somewhat obstructed, so I couldn't see clearly what was going on deep inside.
But Shen Bei knew in his heart that the person who actually picked up the bag was not far ahead of the three of them.
If you want to catch up, you have to jump over the heads of these three people.
This is undoubtedly a dangerous move.
Although the armor is advanced, the various modules work together in almost silent movement.
However, the ceiling of the subway tunnel is not very solid, and dust and small stones fall from time to time during the grabbing and moving process.
It's easy to alert the trio.
"Three fourth-level..."
Shen Bei muttered to himself, "If they get close to me, I'll die."
Shen Bei's advantage lies in long-range shooting and the kinetic energy provided by the armor.
Think of this.
Shen Bei released his hands from the ceiling, slowly lowered his body, and used his legs to hold his body in a fixed vertical position.
A primitive and rugged Barrett sniper rifle without any industrial modification appeared in Shen Bei's hands.
A stainless steel pipe as thick as an abandoned chimney, with an astonishingly long and huge caliber muzzle, protruded from it.
There is no embellishment of precision sights, but instead there are exposed mechanical sights, which are simple but practical.
Even the most basic silencers or tactical rails have been ruthlessly abandoned, leaving only the most basic structure and functions.
In Shen Bei's opinion, the power of a psychic is important, but precision is also the key to survival.
Shen Bei was hanging upside down on the ceiling, with his crosshairs fixed on the back of the head of the bearded man in the team ahead.
The trigger of pure power aesthetics made a crisp mechanical sound at Shen Bei's fingertips.
"May there be no escape from hell..."
In Shen Bei’s combat thinking.
On the surface, the biggest threat to him is the bearded man.