Bullets whizzed past the first-class lounge, intertwining with each other and playing a symphonic symphony.
It was a pity that most of the passengers in the lounge had fallen into a deep slumber and were unable to appreciate this rarely seen movement. The only ones who could move were Brunhilda and Sigyal, as well as the Machinery God.
The latter was currently sitting on his seat with a stupefied expression. His neck was stretched out, and he looked as if he was a wooden chicken.
After witnessing Seluder's death by a bullet in the head, he thought he was going to die too, because Seluder had proven how good his marksmanship was. The two Valkyries also reacted quickly and had already crouched down to find cover. Therefore, he was the most conspicuous person in the lounge.
The Mechanical Deity saw that it was impossible for him to escape the second round of attacks. He was ready to close his eyes and wait for death, but he didn't expect that the bullets seemed to have eyes, bypassing him and chasing after Brunhilda and Sijiagl.
"Bastard, you deliberately pretended to be alone, but it turns out that you have helpers waiting for you!" Sijiagl said hatefully. She covered her injured arm and hid behind a bookshelf. Siluder's body was less than five steps away from her. His face was still filled with shock and fear, as if he couldn't believe that he died here.
"I have helpers?" The Mechanical Deity's surprise was no less than Mr. Lee who just received a phone call and learned that he had won a five-million-dollar lottery.
As if to answer his question, the shooters outside became even more ferocious. Bullets rained down on the hiding spot of Brunhilda and Sergio as if they were free.
The bookshelf was suddenly riddled with holes, and it couldn't hold on any longer. Sijiagl, who was behind the bookshelf, didn't say anything.
Brunhilda's situation was slightly better. She hid behind the marble snack table and wasn't in danger for the time being. However, one of her companions was dead, and the other was in danger. As the leader of this operation and the strongest among the three, Brunhilda knew that she had to do something.
However, until now, she still did not know who attacked them, how many people there were, and most importantly, the attack happened too suddenly, and they were not prepared at all. Their target for this mission was the Machinery God. From a combat point of view, it was not difficult. The key to completing the mission was to control the Machinery God before he could react. Otherwise, once he came into contact with the machinery, the situation would develop in an unpredictable direction.
Thus, Brunhilda and the other two did not bring any weapons or armor with them. They only wore their usual attire and tried their best to blend in with the passengers in the airport. In the end, they did successfully capture the Mechanical God, but they did not expect it to be a trap.
Judging from the frequency of the shots, Brunhilda could tell that there were at least six people on the other side. In other words, she and Sergkul each had three gunners protecting them. This was sufficient to ensure that the firepower would continue to flow, so that she would not have any chance to rush out from behind the snack table.
Since Brunhilda did not have a long-range weapon, she could only think of another way. "Hey, can you hear me?" she asked.
The Machinery God was stunned for half a second before reacting. "You, you're calling me?"
"What else? I need your help," Brunhilda said.
"Did I hear wrongly? You're asking me for help? But … aren't we enemies? "The Machinery God's face was filled with disbelief.
"I'm just doing my job. I want to bring you back to the committee. Even if there is some conflict between us, it's not at the level of enemies. Furthermore …"
"Furthermore what?"
Brunhilda was not in a hurry to answer the Machinery God's question. Instead, she said, "From the looks of it, you don't seem to know the people who attacked us."
"Although I don't know them, they didn't attack me, which means that they have no ill intentions toward me. It's obvious that they're here to save me. I think I can totally get to know them." Although the Machinery God did not have such a crooked brain, he was not stupid. He could still tell who treated him better.
"Don't be silly. Can't you see that the reason they left you alive is to make you a scapegoat?"
"Scapegoat?"
"If my two sisters and I die here, who do you think will be the biggest suspect?" Brunhilda asked.
"…"
The Machinery God finally realized the seriousness of the problem. "But I don't know them. I just have to tell the committee the truth, right?"
Brunhilda sighed. "Are you going to explain it to the committee personally?"
The Machinery God was speechless. He was still a fugitive.
"And do you really think that after we're dead, those people outside will still let you walk around and talk nonsense?" Seeing that the Machinery God was still hesitating, Brunhilda quickly added another chip. "Breaking the rules and attacking an agent is one thing, but murdering a god and violating those ancient oaths is another. Furthermore, don't forget that you're a new god, and we're old gods."
The Valkyrie's last sentence made the Machinery God feel as if he had just woken up from a dream. However, he thought about it and added another condition. "I can help you, but you have to let me go after that. You'll have to explain everything that happened here to the committee, especially your dead companions."
"Deal," Brunhilda said without hesitation.
The Machinery God suddenly stood up from his seat and pounced toward the refrigerator on his right. The gunman outside hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he did not shoot at him, allowing him to successfully pounce behind the refrigerator.
As soon as he touched the refrigerator, the Machinery God seemed to have changed into a different person. He was no longer as dull and dull as before, and his eyes were bursting with vigor, just like Monkey Sun who had found the key to stabilizing the sea.
"Leave it to me!" He said confidently as he inserted one hand into the refrigerator's motor. Then, the refrigerator seemed to have come to life. All kinds of parts quickly fell off and reassembled, just like the Transformers in the cartoon.
"Coffee machine!" the Machinery God suddenly yelled in the middle of the process.
Hearing this, Brunhilda tore off the tablecloth and let the coffee machine on the small dining table fall into her hands. She then threw the coffee machine to the Machinery God.
"I want the toaster too!"
Brunhilda didn't hesitate. It didn't matter if she threw one or two. It was just a matter of convenience.
"Television!"
"I can't get it." Brunhilda did not move this time. She said unhappily, "Don't push your luck. The television is more than thirty meters away from me. If I run over, I'll become a sieve."
"Then forget it. The main thing is that I lack an LCD screen and two speakers." The Machinery God scratched the back of his head. "But anyway, it's basically done."
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