Tom Clancy's Arknights

w is a little confused by what Sop is doing. They are obviously this guy's partners, so why does she have to be alone with him at this point...

Could it be that she is almost dying and still doesn't want to give up and continue to insist on the false relationship with him...

Hehe, we are the only ones left~Sister, what do you want to say...do you want to gain my approval in this way?

W just let sop get into her arms, but she didn't think her actions were meaningful...it was nothing more than temporary Just make sure you feel at ease before leaving.

But W couldn't bear to reject her, and he refused to get close to Sop many times along the way... This little silly dog ​​always talked about things about himself, and consciously or unconsciously made the relationship between her and him so vague and so abnormal. similar.

Sop doesn't want to, but in Sop's heart, there is indeed a figure of her sister in a certain depth of the cloud map...

My sister has never seen Sop, this is true... But that doesn't mean that Sop can't think of her sister, right? This may be an accident, but sop Really... I want her to come true!

But...I am Sakaz, we are not the same person at all...w didn't know what to say for a moment, but the words sop said from the heart made w have to think about his identity...It's a pity that this Sympathy does not come from the budding sisterly love.

How could anyone accept a Sarkazi who kills without batting an eyelid, while he spends all his time making explosives and tearing apart other people's families?

Is someone like her really qualified for this kind of love...

Sister, do you still remember this gun? Sop stretched out his arm to take the MK18 on W's waist. This was hinted by both Rise and Fu Hua. The gun... even sop recognized it immediately when he saw it for the first time.

CQBW is also another name for this gun. In our place... owners of almost the same gun models are more or less friends, and those with similar models are sisters... just like the two sisters over there... w I understand Only then did he look at his old friend, this special gun that had been with him since he could remember. Its ammunition wiped out the first enemy when he met it... Originium technology had no response to it, and it was even etched on the market. The bullets almost exploded the gun on the spot. sop secretly told his sister that the one with big breasts was ump9 and the one with flat breasts was ump45. The uncle had always mistaken 45 for his younger sister and 9 was her older sister. sop2 put it on his belly and compared it with w's gun...

I'm also very surprised why the bullets you gave me can be used... but this proves, what... maybe its original owner is... um... no , sister is sister, sop will never admit it... Maybe it belonged to someone else before, but it is always W... This remains unchanged.

Sop raised her left hand with some difficulty, and the ether crystal gradually spread from her chest to her left arm... But W saw what Sop was thinking, and she took the initiative to hold that hand... It was a pity that W could no longer feel the girl My hands are so immature, and all I can feel now are rough crystals and stiff palms.

Okay... Just treat it as true, my sister is Sop's sister, and we are family... Sop rarely became quiet, staring quietly at W's still confused red pupils, she was waiting for... W's answer... Even if this is just sop's wishful thinking.

You have said so, how can I refuse... This is too cunning... w was amused by Sop's childishness. Like before, I would definitely push her aside without saying a word... But that's how people are , once you leave a deep impression and bond with someone, you can never forget that person again.

Sop, she is very annoying. She is always around her, saying this and that... But she cares about herself. She never talks about herself, so she cares about herself.

Along the way, W began to slowly get used to what Sop did, as if if I had a sister, she would be like this... She is lively, cute, obedient to herself in every possible way, intimate with herself, and merciless to her enemies.

Because of jealousy, she desires, and because she doesn't have it, she desperately wants it... Sop didn't realize her shortcomings in previous battles. Her eyes were always focused on the enemy. The commander's orders and everyone were everything to her.

Therefore, after getting Fu Hua's hint, she finally realized what she had been missing... something that even an invincible SOP was indispensable for.

Sop saw Sister 45 always fighting with Xiao 9, and 16 Pigeon always touching Sister M4’s head from time to time... Even Ro longed for attention from others, and Sister 15 also wanted to get more people’s approval, so why can’t Sop yearn for it? I have a sister of my own!

Sop's words were much weaker than before when she said this, but she just didn't want to stop... She wanted w to feel her heart, a wish that belonged to her sister.

I know everything you want to say.

Then sister, can you...

Of course, if you don't dislike a madman who only knows how to play with bombs and his mind is filled with hatred... w smiled to himself, like a little fool like Sop. She would suffer a lot if she became her younger sister.

Indeed, w had experienced that feeling briefly before. To be honest, that feeling was very addictive and easy to get immersed in.

Sop likes sister... From the moment you hit me with a stick, I knew that we would never be separated again.

Hey hey hey, what kind of metaphor are you talking about...

Of course I have to take responsibility for my sister for the rest of my life. When Sop is running around, I have to keep an eye on me...

W woke up from a dream... She held Sop's hand tightly and then Put your forehead against the other person's head.

This relationship is indeed very happy. W has never wanted to die in this relationship, but every time she loses it, she will be in pain... This is why W is always obsessed with finding the real culprit who killed His Highness, but now in her heart I have to miss one more person.

I will keep an eye on you... You won't go anywhere, and I will never forget that you are my sister...

Rocket Computer: [Sample safe]

Rocket Computer: [Sample safe, converting and storing]

Weaver lifted it out The element tank in the collector is quickly stuffed into the electronic converter behind the missile vehicle. Only the storage position of the converter part can ensure that excess ether elements are not leaked and the ether elements in the tank can be quickly transferred to the transport rocket..

The navigation point has been set and the application is ready to be sent. Mason is operating a small screen connected to the launcher near the torso of the missile vehicle.

Dr. Strauss: [Control Center, the transfer rocket is ready for launch]

Requiem Control Center: [The internal assignment center confirms receipt of the application and begins the launch process]

The launch part of the missile vehicle is gradually raised, and the body of the rocket is pointed The sky-sending program is ready to go. After the preparation phase, a rocket will be launched to send the preserved ether elements to the base.

Requiem Control Center: [Launch in five seconds, countdown]

Requiem Control Center: [5-4-3...]

A large amount of flames erupted from the tail of the rocket, pushing the rocket into the sky... The mission of the Requiem team is also It's finally coming to an end.

Requiem Control Center: [The system shows that the fuel status is good and the rocket is flying]

I have never questioned any traveling team. Thank you. Only by studying more samples can we increase our knowledge of ether elements.

Dr. Strauss's tone was very sincere. He was not at all like those who sit in the research center. Attitude... The ability to obtain such a precious sample was all thanks to the traveling Requiem soldiers, and they are the ones who deserve the most praise.

The evacuation coordinates have been sent to the rocket computer. Team, you can go home.

Major General, can we use these remaining ether elements freely?

Of course Weaver, give those people what they want, this is what they deserve.

Major General Carver naturally promised Weaver to deal with the remaining samples as he pleased. The threat level in the epidemic area this time was no higher than that in other places. It was gratifying to be able to complete the task.