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"I'm sorry, Yuuna..."
Staring quietly at the girl's sleeping face, Chen Mo took a deep breath, then closed his eyes in pain.
The foundation he established, 【FOR YOU】——YOU does not actually mean "you", but YU.
After coming to Sword Art Online for more than two years, Chen Mo asked himself that he was worthy of everyone, both logically and morally, but he failed only two people.
One is the swordsman girl Konno Konno of the dark goblin. Although the death of the other party has little to do with him, it is the most difficult to accept the beauty's kindness. Facing the sincere love of the girl who is willing to give everything he has, he can't repay the same. A sincere relationship can only deceive the other party with hypocritical lies, and then watch her bloom briefly like fireworks.
The other one is Shigemura Yuna who is lying in the ward at the moment.
In the darkness with his eyes closed, Chen Mo seemed to see a girl named Yuna with a mysterious cat-like smile on the face of a girl named Yuna in the wild on the seventh floor of SAONo. The fair skin exudes soft light in the sun, and the brown hair flutters gently with the spring breeze...
For you, it's not only for [Extreme Sword] Yuuki, but also for Shigemura Yuuna.
Chen Mo has always disbelieved in fate, he only believed in the gun and the sword in his hand, but now he is willing to believe that there is a "fate" in this world, that's why he established a public welfare fund.
If good people are really rewarded, then please make a miracle!
Now, he can only hope for a miracle.
Both guns and swords are lethal weapons, and the light of mind in the second stage is still too weak. He tried to reach out his hands to grab something and change something, but found that he couldn't change anything , Nothing can be saved.
If only the strength of these hands were stronger...
After sitting in front of the bed for a while, Chen Mo got up and left the ward.
In the silent corridor of the inpatient department, he dialed Sedno's phone number.
"Hey, Captain... I want to take on the battlefield mission."
Chapter 93 Demons
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom-"
The thick gunpowder smoke mixed with the night, creating a deep darkness that is almost breathless. In the small town made up of dilapidated earthen tile houses, eight [-]-tube heavy-duty anti-aircraft machine guns continued to emit deep and wild piercing roars. The cannon roared, and the bright yellow ballistic trajectory spread into the night sky like a thin line, interweaving with each other to form a large barrage net, dividing the condensed darkness under the night.
This is the battlefield in Afghanistan, a secret stronghold of an anti-government terrorist organization.
At a height of 3000 meters above the town, an armed helicopter equipped with air-to-surface missiles and electronic equipment paralysis weapons is hovering. The side of the fuselage is painted in dark black, and on the left is a silver and white male who is about to fly. On the right is an eagle, with three layers of red, yellow and black rings interlocking with each other, and the three letters of CDI are written in the middle.
"Sir, the destination has been reached, the other party has anti-stealth radar, we can't descend anymore."
"Then stop here."
Leaning his back against the edge of the helicopter exit, Chen Mo methodically checked the equipment he was carrying. Although the black tight vest had no pockets, there were two armed belts extending from his shoulders. Before leaving for the mission, Froya helped him There are some very interesting things inside, such as the ninth-generation magnetic grenade that looks like it is only the size of a fingernail, but its explosive power is enough to overturn a whole floor of a residential building, and the long-range acupuncture grenade that is as thin as a cow's hair. Trackers, things like that...
The loose multifunctional combat pants on the lower body have many large and small loops, which are filled with firearms of various models and calibers, from miniature pistols to large-caliber shotguns, weapons that are frequently used on modern battlefields, all of which are available. .
In addition, there is a light blue one-handed straight sword hanging on his waist. Even if all the dazzling equipment on his body is added up, it can't match the sense of security that this sword brings to him.
"Sir, it's time."
"understood."
Hearing the reminder sound from the driver's seat, Chen Mo responded lightly. At the same time, he pressed down slightly with his fingers, pressed the last bullet into the magazine, then slapped the magazine back into the pistol, and opened the safety with a click, keeping it in place. In a state where he could draw the gun to shoot at any time, he inserted it back into the holster.
When Chen Mo reached out to take down the parachute bag from the cabin door, the pilot's hesitant voice came again: "Although sir, your battlefield mission completion rate has always been 100%, but... no matter what, it's still a little bit reluctant to be alone." ...I mean, I can help you suppress the firepower on the ground in the air..."
"unnecessary."
For the pilot's kindness, Chen Mo rejected the pilot's kindness directly. While carrying the parachute bag on his back, he cast his eyes on the deserted town under the dark night outside the cabin. Looking from this height, the whole town seemed to have turned into a green star. A bitter apple, and this apple can only be picked by him alone.
With a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, Chen Mo continued: "...they are all mine."
The next moment, short footsteps sounded in the cabin, and with the last heavy "bang" sound like a hammer hitting iron, the entire helicopter sank more than ten centimeters visible to the naked eye. At the same time, he jumped Jump out of the cabin!
"Whirring whirring--"
The turbulent airflow at an altitude of several thousand meters instantly occupied all hearing. Chen Mo put his hands together, and his body fell straight down to the small town below.
A few seconds later, a stream of light slid past him.
At an altitude of 1900 meters, it is already on the edge of the range of heavy anti-aircraft machine guns.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!......"
At first, there were only one or two streams of bullets, but in the blink of an eye, it has become a large net of dozens of bullets flying at the same time. The dense bullet streams sounded like buzzing in the ear, and Chen Mo suddenly opened his arms. The strong convective air immediately pushed him out horizontally. By adjusting the vertical angle between his body and the ground, he constantly controlled the direction of the lateral movement. Like a swift soaring in the rainstorm, he avoided the extreme speed with a slight difference. The bombnet.
1700 meters, 1400 meters, 1200 meters... When he was less than 1000 meters away from the ground, the number of barrages fired at him at the same time exceeded three digits, and he only relied on aerodynamics to gliding and dodging Has no effect.
"call out!"
Another bright yellow streamer pierced the night sky. However, Chen Mo had just performed a 1080-degree turn, and it would not help to adjust his posture at this time.
Blinking his eyes, he looked at the orange bullet slowly flying in his field of vision, and reached out to touch the cold sword hilt at his waist.
"Chong!"
Qingyue's sword resounded through the night sky!
In the next moment, the light cyan streamer and the bright yellow ballistic docked with each other, and then abruptly split the ballistic into two halves.
And immediately below the ballistic trajectory that was divided into two, dozens of bullets rushed over.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"
Facing the dense barrage that occupied the entire field of vision, Chen Mo swung his sword upwards, and the sword dance that surpassed the speed of sound kept shaking out light blue flower buds in mid-air. When the flower buds bloomed, orange and red sparks shot out, as if from the stamens. The pollen that floats out is average.