Chapter 154 Pick up your head to make money

Tengqing, who was under the high-rise building, did not know that she had fallen into the eyes of some malicious people. She took out a small robot bird from her backpack, which is similar in size to the sparrow in the past. The so-called wings are two culvert fans, which use exactly the "power core" of the zombie bat.

Not only that, the lift that the culvert fan can provide is obviously much greater than the meat wings of bats. Therefore, such a small robot bird can fly freely outside high-rise buildings. Not only that, its sound is very low. Even if you fly in the corridor, even people walking on the stairs will not notice the small one because of the sound.

Such a small robot bird, but with quite powerful ability. For example, it can emit a one-speed laser beam and "listen" to the dialogue in the room through the vibration of the glass. Presumably, everyone has seen this in the past police and gangster films. In addition, it with a night vision camera will also make all the activities in the reconnaissance room visible to it.

Originally, this was "no peer. People. There are reconnaissance robots carried on the machine, that is, there are miniature robots called "machine birds" that fly like this, and there are also robots that are spider-shaped and can climb on any smooth surface.

Unfortunately, the "EMP" electromagnetic pulse bomb that exploded in Xi'an made all these equipment waste. And since then, Xi'an's "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee" has closely monitored Xi'an City. Since then, "There has been no companions. People. The plane can no longer sneak into the sky of Xi'an City with a miniature reconnaissance robot.

This time, Teng Qing is just a small "machine bird". It is so small that even if it sneaks down the stairs, it will not be found by any reconnaissance equipment.

Teng Qing didn't know that her actions had fallen into the eyes of some people at this moment. She put the "robot bird" in the ground, and then turned around to find a secret and safe place. After all, when she manipulates "birds", it will consume a lot of her energy, which will make it easier for her to be found by others.

"Alas, it's really a biochemical end. I want to see that my adopted daughter is so hard!"

Although it is impossible to conclude that the death of Xi'an military Wu Changsheng must be the density of the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee", and it is impossible to conclude that the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee" will definitely become a hostile force with "H City", but there is nothing wrong to be careful.

The small "machine bird" soared into the air, and it began to go up in the air according to the predetermined trajectory. It was sprayed with "chameleon oil paint" and lost its trace in a blink of an eye after taking off. If it hadn't been for Teng Qing staring at its flight in his "virtual vision" and relying only on meat to track it, he would have been unable to control it.

In Teng Qing's "virtual vision", there is a scene like a "first-person shooting game" with a cross in the middle of the screen. On one side is the data of altimeter, electronic floppy disk and so on. The flight of the robot bird does not require the special control of Teng Qing. She only needs to specify the target, and then naturally have a "brain partner" to complete the rest of the work.

Teng Qing's eyes were turned away from the small screen, and then she glanced at the "360-degree look around the system". She hoped to confirm that she was in a safe situation, so that she could really relax and appreciate her naive and pleasant face when she saw Xiao A Liang.

With good wishes, she just felt that the "robot bird" flew too slowly. The greatest hope in my heart is to confirm that Xiao A Liang is safe and sound. But Teng Qing didn't know that the danger was getting closer and closer to her at this time.

At this time, the people upstairs had been observing her, holding the telescope with one hand and taking out his radio with the other hand.

"Alas, why do you have to? She just came here to see the little girl. It's not a big threat!"

The speaker stared at the laptop at this time, and even smiled at the corners of his mouth when he spoke. On the picture he was staring at, you can also see Xiao A Liang's figure.

The first summer after the beginning of the biochemical doomsday has not yet come to autumn, and the autumn tiger has not annoyed its heat. But when Xiao A Liang was sleeping, she was still holding a doll. That's not a Barbie or something, a doll that little girls will like. On the contrary, it looks like a little bit of a natural bear. If you take a closer look, the little bear's natural appearance is somewhat similar to Guo Zhenbei's.

And in addition to the appearance of holding a little bear, Xiao A Liang also has to close her eyes to comfort her mother from time to time.

"I'll get up and sleep again, just do it!"

It's just that the voice is getting smaller and smaller, and she seems to be back in her dream.

Xiao A Liang is cute. In Xi'an, Xiao A Liang may be the only carefree child who can eat and live a full life. Looking at her rosy little face that does not lack nutrition at all, listening to the tender and slightly cunning childish child voice, it is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment in this biochemical end of the world.

At this time, the man who took out the radio replied, and his tone was a little dissatisfied with him that he didn't care about the things downstairs at all.

"Well, you are really a good person. There are too many people like you, so we can't play with the one surnamed Guo. You don't even think about it. If the man surnamed Guo comes, will we all have a good life according to his means?"

People live in the world, and some people like it and others hate it. No one has lived a lifetime, and then people all over the world like him. For example, Mahatma Gandhi, his political enemies will definitely not like him. Another monk in politics may not be respected by all monks.

There is no perfect person in the world who is liked by everyone. Probably because this is a relative world, there is no absolute thing. Guys like Guo Zhenbei will probably be liked by those who only have a few steamed buns every day in Xi'an. People like those who are "in the system" don't like him so much.

Especially those who have been most directly "injured" by Guo Zhenbei, without the current "mercenaries" who can control market power, Guo Zhenbei is the biggest enemy of their current status.

The man stared at the screen and heard the man holding the radio. He glanced at the corners of his eyes without attracting the attention of the other party, and then shook his head gently. I don't know what's going on in my heart. I just muttered.

"Whatever you want, I just take care of my own affairs. Now I'm on duty. I have to keep an eye on this little girl!"

"Little girl, what kind of waves can be turned up? What's the point of it!"

As he spoke, the person who took out the radio put the radio to his mouth.

"The fox calls the machete, the fox calls the machete, over!"

The internal area of the Xi'an city wall is not large, especially after the radio antenna is launched on the high floor, radio communication becomes much easier. With his call, the other side answered almost immediately.

"I have received the machete, please speak, over!"

"I observed a woman in a mercenary costume using that micro spy plane, over!"

"Micro spy machine? I'll report to the top immediately, over!"

"Hurry up, she may run away in a while, over!"

The person who reported it seemed a little anxious. If he was really left by Teng Qing downstairs who completed the task, his credit would be gone!

"I'll do it as soon as possible, over!"

The answer on the opposite side, no matter how you listen to it, has a lazy smell. This made the person who saw Teng Qing anxious and heard the other party's answer and scolded him.

"Mom. B. Yes, it's always like this, no matter who his mother marries, and all the good things are made by these kings. VIII. The egg is delayed!"

While talking, he grabbed his gun. It was obviously a short rifle modified from a Type 92 pistol, with a steel wire stock, an extended barrel and magazine, and an engineering plastic handguard. It's light enough, and the rate of fire is fast enough.

"Are you going to deal with the woman downstairs? If she really came from Guo, the person surnamed Guo last time could deal with many of us. It's important to get promoted and get rich, but don't rush to die.

When it came to death, the man with the gun obviously hesitated. The last time Guo Zhenbei was on the streets of Xi'an, the shocking education of absolutely illegal urban management after the end of Xi'an's biochemical world is often mentioned by survivors in Xi'an and people who have been dismissed as "mercenaries".

The man staring at the notebook felt as if he had scared the other party. He felt quite satisfied with this matter, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and then pulled out a cigarette and threw it at the man.

"I said, brother, smoke a cigarette to extinguish the fire. Don't worry too much about those big women and little women!"

What he didn't expect at all was that the guy who took his cigarette seemed to think of something when he heard his words. He pulled the cigarette off his mouth, and then his eyes lighted up, so that the big brother staring at the laptop was worried about whether the boy would jump up and kiss himself.

"Little woman? Little woman! Haha, I can't afford to provoke the big one, and I can't afford to provoke the small one!"

The mercenary who spoke with joy on his face made the person staring at the laptop regret almost slapped himself twice.

"Mom. Yes, my mouth is so cheap. Why did I give him this unscrupulous trick!"

The man with a gun no longer stopped this time. He went out of the door and ran downstairs. Needless to ask, he didn't dare to provoke Teng Qing. He was going to threaten Teng Qing with Xiao A Liang. If she really came to visit Xiao A Liang, then of course she should know how to do it when Xiao A Liang's life is threatened.

At that time, I will only catch Teng Qing, and I believe that a small fortune will be stable. The man staring at the computer sighed. He didn't want to do such a good thing, and he sighed.

"You boy, this is called carrying money!"