Chapter 29: Rorschach's Mask!
"Roger that!"
"Roger that!"
"What are the orders, Dad?"
Eyes excitedly fixed on the bullet-ridden battlefield, at this moment, the little girl could no longer discern the slight unease hidden in her father's voice.
"Listen, Mindy."
"It's time for us to go!"
"We can no longer be part of this!"
Big Daddy's voice carried a hint of urgency, as he had seen several members of the Bear Gang rushing towards Hit-Girl's direction.
A true warrior nation, they immediately identified Hit-Girl's position as a tactical advantage on the battlefield.
The mercenaries had already occupied the best vantage point, the crane tower. Hence, the secondary high ground where Hit-Girl was positioned naturally became prized.
The Bear Gang might not have noticed Hit-Girl hiding in the crevices between the shipping containers, but their combat would inevitably affect Hit-Girl's position.
"Why?"
"Haven't you taught me that the fisherman benefits when the snipe and the clam grapple?"
"Look how fiercely they're fighting; they're not thinking about anything else and won't even notice us!"
"We wait until they're done, then go down and clean up, gutting those motherless gangsters."
"Taking their most valuable possessions, isn't that exactly according to our plan?"
Retreat? Impossible!
This little girl, uh, no, Hit-Girl, only becomes an actual, qualified street hero by stabbing these gangsters three times and creating six holes in them!
.............
"No!"
"Mindy!"
"You must retreat now!"
"No time to explain!"
"Now! Right away! Immediately!"
"Retreat towards your six o'clock!"
Big Daddy had observed the situation because the fight at the docks had escalated intensely. The guards behind Mindy at her six o'clock had already gone to support the fight at the docks.
Big Daddy indeed regretted Mindy's disobedience.
Why hadn't I trained Mindy to follow orders without question?
Without further thought, Big Daddy pushed the muzzle of his Remington out the window and aimed at the already-targeted enemy, fiercely pulling the trigger!
Bang!!!
A muffled sound, a head burst.
At the same time, Big Daddy's position was exposed.
"Damn!"
"There's someone behind us!"
"Take him out!"
The sudden gunshot startled a group of the North Bear gang members.
Damn!
They were foolishly clashing with the Kingpin Gang in front, and unexpectedly, a "rat" was shooting from behind.
How could they tolerate this?
Immediately, about seven or eight North Bear gang members, armed with guns, charged toward the small building where Big Daddy was hiding.
.............
"No!!!"
At this point, Hit-Girl finally understood the whole situation.
"So, Dad had spotted the ambush!"
"So, Dad saved my life by telling me to retreat!"
"So, Dad loves me!"
"No!"
"I won't just survive!"
"I want to fight alongside Dad!"
"You damn scum!"
"I, Hit-Girl, won't let you touch a single hair on Big Daddy!"
Realizing the cause and effect, Hit-Girl did not follow Big Daddy's instructions to retreat towards her six o'clock.
Instead, she raised her carbine, leaned out, and aimed at the few North Bear gang members initially heading toward the containers but had now turned to trouble Big Daddy. She switched to automatic mode and fiercely pulled the trigger!
Ratatatatatatat~~~
The suppressed carbine let out a rapid, faint sound, immediately turning those turned North Bear gang members into a sieve.
I, Hit-Girl, am fierce!
.............
"F*ck these damn rats!"
"There's another rat here!"
"Take him down!"
"Take him down!"
Although the suppressed carbine masked the sound of the gunshots, the North Bear gang members turned into sieves who were not fools.
Instantly, a barrage of bullets came flying towards Hit-Girl's direction.
Ding ding ding~ding~ding~
Fortunately, Hit-Girl wasn't foolish. After furiously emptying her magazine, she quickly pulled back her body and immediately moved to a different position.
The next second, the area where Hit-Girl had been standing was suddenly filled with the sounds of bullets colliding with metal.
However, Hit Girl had achieved her goal.
"Damn!"
"I told you to retreat, not to shoot! Are you stupid?"
Big Daddy's pressure was greatly relieved, and he even had the energy to scold Hit-Girl.
.............
Conversely, I observed Hit-Girl dodging, not arguing back, and giggling.
While watching this scene, Qi Jun felt this father-daughter duo was peculiar!
But at the same time, he felt exhausted!
Why the hell did I come to protect them?
Was it for their peculiar familial love?
So, is it up to me to save the world?
Sighing, Qi Jun picked up an HK416 he had found on the battlefield, switched off the safety, chambered a round, and prepared to shoot.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Qi Jun paused and removed the 'Undercover Sunglasses'' from his nose.
He absorbed all the recyclable corpses around him! Adding to the previously remaining energy, it returned to 10 points.
Looking at the 'Undercover Sunglasses' with only 0.1 energy points left, Qi Jun grimaced but ultimately invested another 5 points.
With a thought, the 'Undercover Sunglasses' became a mask from the DC universe, akin to Rorschach's in Watchmen!
Rorschach's Mask of the Forgotten: Based on the 'Undercover Sunglasses,' it possesses the appearance and special effects of the Rorschach mask from the DC world, including the ability to erase real-time monitoring and cause sentient beings to subconsciously forget details related to the wearer—a magical mask!
Since the 'Undercover Sunglasses' have a characteristic that deactivates its attributes when actively engaging, Qi Jun didn't want anyone to remember his face, so he spent a whopping 5 points of energy to modify reality and materialize this 'Rorschach's Mask of the Forgotten'!
Of course, because it used 5 points of energy to materialize, the properties of 'Rorschach's Mask of the Forgotten will not fade over time.
That means, in the future, whenever Qi Jun takes any action, just by wearing this 'Rorschach's Mask of the Forgotten,' no one will be able to recognize him!
Even if someone tries to remember some details forcefully, they will quickly forget them and become bewildered.