Chapter 13 10. Omen

Under the moonlight, Aslan is like a cheetah shuttling through the dense forest, with an elegant figure and vigorous gait, sometimes jumping and jumping, and sometimes running quickly, at a speed that ordinary people can't imagine in Paget Town. Running wildly on the roof, she used both hands and feet, and the sound of pedaling was dense and urgent, as if several people were moving at the same time. But apparently, she wasn't fast enough. The monster left a bright red trail in the night, and Aslan buried himself in the red veil and followed closely, unable to catch up.Several times, she adjusted the configuration of the CATS armor on her body and tried her best to pounce on it, but she just caught nothing.

Aslan had to admit that humans are upright animals after all, and even with the assistance of the CATS system, they could not adapt to the way of moving with all four limbs.Even if it is much more flexible than ordinary humans, it is still far from a real four-legged animal. The monster jumped up suddenly, jumped across the street, and landed on the small balcony on the second floor opposite.Aslan flew over without hesitation, grabbed the edge of the balcony with his claws, turned over and rushed into the house. Before the hostess and hostess in their sleep could realize what happened, the two uninvited guests broke through the door again , jumped onto the roof of another family.

Aslan's panting gradually became heavier, and she vaguely felt that there would be no chance if she continued like this, so she decided to take a risk. The scientists who designed CATS certainly understand the basic principles of ergonomics, and understand that if people want to push their running speed to the "limit", using both hands and feet can only be a burden.Aslan suddenly stopped, adjusted his posture, put his tail back, raised his buttocks, and assumed the posture of a sprinter preparing to start. This is definitely a big gamble-it is the first time for both Aslan and CATS to use full sprint under such complex terrain.If she did this in normal training, she would probably be scolded by Lieutenant Colonel Smith—after all, the black combat uniform she was wearing was expensive, and if the research and training expenses were included, then It is even more astronomical. If you lose one piece—or if you have something wrong with you, many people will be unable to eat and walk around.

Several strands of current shot out from the discharger inside the armor, penetrated the cortex and muscle fibers, and precisely stimulated the reflex nerves in the inner thigh. Aslan let out a muffled roar, and rushed forward like an arrow from the string. The monster seemed to have a premonition What, also hastened to speed up the pace, panting and running wildly. Three meters... two meters... one meter!Aslan felt that this distance was quite safe for the CATS armor, so he stretched out both claws, and with a "swipe" sound, they shone dazzlingly under the moonlight. She raised her right fist high, adjusted her posture, touched the ground with her right foot, jumped up, and launched an attack——

Just then, something tripped her—a flower pot, a TV antenna, a waste cardboard box, or a cat...something she didn't see clearly, and it didn't matter, she tripped anyway , lost her balance, her whole body was spinning in the air, like a javelin, it hit the wall of the bungalow across the street heavily, just hitting her head, her eyes were darkened, and she suddenly lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, what Aslan saw was a crystal-clear and transparent starry sky.A few seconds later, a long string of codes suddenly flashed on the display of the helmet, and there was an electrocardiogram hanging beside it. A lot of data and strings that she couldn't understand at all occupied most of the field of vision, which made people very upset.

The computers of CATS seem to have suffered a little damage. These sophisticated high-tech gadgets are always so delicate, and sometimes they are not as easy to use as the old ones from half a century ago - such as AK47. She tried to turn off all unnecessary systems, leaving only the time display in the upper left corner of the screen - 22:12, that is to say, she was unconscious for about five minutes just now. Aslan rubbed the back of his head, thankful that he was wearing a helmet all the time despite being bored. If his head was really touching the wall just now, his brain would be dripping all over the floor by now.She raised her upper body with difficulty, and found that she was sitting in the middle of a cobblestone alley, with some low, old houses on both sides, some with lights on, and most with dark windows.

After looking around for a while, but did not find the "red dog", Aslan checked the CATS system again, except for two insignificant small functions that did not respond, everything else was normal, so she supported the ground with her hands , stood up slowly. Then, she heard footsteps—and unusually rapid ones at that. Someone, or something, was running wildly in the nearby alley, getting closer and closer.Aslan licked his lips nervously, leaned against the wall, moved towards the direction of the sound, and walked all the way to the entrance of the alley. She held the tail, and aimed the heartbeat sensor at the tip of the tail at the alley——

No readings. The crackling footsteps seemed to be mixed with the hiss of something rubbing against the ground. Aslan suppressed the uneasiness and curiosity in his heart, lowered his tail, lowered his body, and unsheathed his right paw, ready to launch the attack the moment the opponent leaned out. raid. The voice became clearer, as if there were more than one, Aslan clenched his fists—they are coming!let them come! The "something" that came out of the alley stayed in front of Aslan for about a second, and it was this short second, but Aslan felt that it was as long as half an hour.

In the next few decades - Aslan believes that she will be disturbed by this terrifying stare tonight from time to time, and will repeat the appearance of the other party over and over again in her nightmares. If she had to describe the appearance of this "it", Aslan would definitely be helpless.It’s hard to say what this monster that appeared in front of Aslan is—it stretches its teeth and claws, like an upright octopus, with bloody “tentacles” about one meter long, and it’s hard to see where the head is. , over there is the tail; it is skinny, skinny, crooked and distorted, not to mention the "appearance", not even the shape, full of the abstract style of postmodernism.

But its movement is very smooth, not sloppy at all.At the moment when Aslan was still in shock, this ghost thing had already jumped up, and "slapped" and "collapsed" on the wall of the small building opposite. . Aslan hesitated for a moment, the courage and pride of being a professional special soldier finally defeated his fear.She was determined to catch up and find out, so she straightened her back, rushed to the high platform of the small building in two steps, grabbed the wall with her claws, and pulled herself up to climb.Just as she was about to climb to the eaves, a clear call suddenly tore through the silence of the night sky:

"Aslan!" On all Paget Island there is only one living person who knows his name.Aslan turned his head to look at Lin Feiyu in the alley, released his right paw, and fell lightly to the ground. Lin Feiyu was holding something in his hand, and it wasn't until he ran to him that Aslan realized that it was a short shovel—and the head of the shovel was still stained with blood. "Stop chasing, Aslan." Panting, Lin Feiyu gently wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's much more difficult to deal with than the dog just now...it really can't be killed." Aslan lifted his helmet, took a deep breath of the fresh air he hadn't seen for a long time, and then looked Lin Feiyu up and down. Compared with before, he was much more embarrassed-there were more holes in his coat, and the legs of his trousers were incomplete , even his hairstyle was messed up-although he didn't have any hairstyle at first. "What was that just now?" Aslan gestured behind him with his thumb, "Red Dog's companion?" "You might not believe it," Lin Feiyu shrugged with a wry smile, "That's Ron." Aslan instinctively looked back at the brick wall he had just climbed: "Which 'Ron' are you talking about...?" Lin Feiyu sighed: "That's really Ron, the lobby manager of 'Nanyang Hotel'." "...Even if I want to believe you," Aslang snorted, "Can you explain why he became like that?" "Maybe they're about to change jobs? Who knows?" "Hey! Now is not the time to joke around!" Aslan frowned. "A person whose head is bitten and is about to fall off can still get up and cheat? Do you take me for a fool?" "No, it's not a fake corpse." Lin Feiyu dropped the shovel and made an "inflated" gesture with his right hand, "It exploded in front of me, bloody and bloody, like a rotten tomato." "And then? It grows tentacles? Can it climb walls?" "Don't get excited, Aslan," Lin Feiyu shook his hand, "I know it's absurd, but you haven't seen the scene I ran into just now! As soon as it got up from the ground, it was going to eat me as a supper, rushing over to think Hold your head and bite hard." It sounded like Lin Feiyu was joking, but he was not exaggerating at all. At that time, he was scared out of his wits, his face was pale, he spoke incoherently, and cursed for half a minute. "So you got a shovel and fought it hard?" "At that time, I only had a shovel and a broom, which one would you choose?" "Then you said it couldn't be killed?" "At least not with a shovel, I cut off one of its hands and half of its head—if that's counted as a hand and a head..." Lin Feiyu shrugged: "But you see, he still runs very fast." "It's really fast..." Aslan couldn't help but look back at the place where the monster was on the wall just now: "Maybe you should try the broom." "Okay," Lin Feiyu nodded seriously, "I'll pay attention next time." "The situation here is not good now. The red dog didn't catch it, and there is an extra octopus parkouring on the roof." "Now I can only pray that they don't gnaw on everyone in the town." Lin Feiyu opened his arms and patted his hips: "...As for us, I suggest to find some powerful helpers first." "A great helper?" Aslan said with a wry smile, "Do you want me to call the 101st Airborne Division?" "I mean weapons." Lin Feiyu pointed to the shovel on the ground: "We need something more powerful than this one, such as a gun. Do you have a gun?" "Okay, hero, now you want a gun," Aslan frowned and crossed his hips: "Who left the good assault rifle in the jungle? Huh?" Then he imitated Lin Feiyu's tone: "'Danger? Is there any here? Not even a biting cat'—who said that?" "Sorry, I'm not used to wandering around with a rifle for nothing." Lin Feiyu paused, "Besides, how did I know that I would meet a lobby manager in the town who was resurrected after death?" Aslan was silent for a moment: "According to the intelligence of the CIA Southeast Asia Branch, the police station on Paget Island is equipped with heavy firearms, like three or four AK47 assault rifles, we can properly 'requisition' some of them... say no You can find a few helpers along the way." "4 AK47..." Lin Feiyu showed a bitter face: "It's really a powerful 'heavy firearm'..." "Better than a shovel and broom." "That's it," Lin Feiyu snapped his fingers: "Since you have information about the CIA, don't you mind leading me the way?" Aslan didn't want to tell Lin Feiyu that the GPS had been interfered - Paget Town was only this big, and for her equipped with CATS, she could go around in less than ten minutes.Of course, if she observes carefully enough, she can definitely rely on the guide map posted at the entrance of the alley to find the way—it's just that she didn't find it, and Lin Feiyu didn't know what kind of mentality she saw, so she didn't say anything when she saw it. He might be worrying about something else—like how to explain what happened to the local police by saying, "Your town has a lobby manager who dies and comes back to life"?Or "the big wolfhound here has a red ringworm"? ——This is not a matter of belief or disbelief. Yilin Feiyu's experience in carrying out missions in China, if he really said that, he might only be arrested as an "abnormal person". But this time, it turned out that he was overthinking.