The Last Sentinel Page #4

Okey!

Bomb of activated vicinity,

it is better to die giving show.

What dirt is this?

- This camouflages our temperature.

- Continue.

360 inform.

Now that we leave,

Non achievement to move.

I am well, era

alone an expression.

In fact, you are lucky that me

this here to take care of you.

I have to wash myself.

- Tallis.

- Tallis!

What step there?

He lost a lot of blood. They have that

to give him/her medical attendance.

Ah, Tallis.

We are still.

Still?

I repaired him/her, I have made calculations

that we are tied.

Precise of a rest, captain.

The patrol cars of the buzzings

they will be looking for us.

Okey, good... first you eat,

and it recovers the force.

That they are those marks?

Campaign profile.

Each code denotes a date and position.

It is my histrial of service.

Scars of battles.

I am a soldier from all my life.

I killed in 32 different countries, but...

I am in advantage,

I know him/her.

Activating the infrared one ahead.

Activated ACM.

You disappeared.

I like view.

You are strange, Tallis.

I don't feel strange.

I have to take the Disk for the militia.

I want him to come with me.

They participate in it.

I can make this.

He/she had somebody in the center

nervous of the buzzings.

A human being, I was stunned.

A technical small unit

he/she could enter another time.

You said that all

the commandants are dead.

It is the information that

our intelligence gave us.

We have to fix a car.

It is a trip of 48 hours for

the south. Not we have that time.

- I can find one.

- I imagine that they will think of you.

They are soldiers as much as me.

They don't make to many soldiers

as you, Tallis.

You are the last thing

of their class.

You are a dinosaur.

Be clever to go when me to return.

I have to go with you.

Would I give for E700?

With little probability.

Does he know where he/she goes?

I have a car that serves, a The-golden one.

I checked the battery.

We clean everything and we repair

the electro-electronic system.

A satellite of the buzzings

it will locate us...

so you tie the ignition.

- We will move quickly.

- Their logic is missed.

We will make the right that gives.

A productive member and

profitable of the modern society.

They patrol from Easter.

He is the best partner

that a man can to have.

He was put to defend.

Without to hesitate or to think.

We can find a solution

reliable taticamente.

She is in a hurry.

Their feelings for those

deads are less

because it is a clone cyborg?

Completely unable of some intelligence?

One is responsible here.

They will understand, they are useless.

It is sad, in a sentimental way.

My father was a he throws,

their father also.

I estimate that my children will have

that to find another profession.

Don't interpret me bad.

I say that it is sad for me to be the one

I finish human police in active control.

But I say the following thing:

With those faces there, it would not feel sure

if it was a criminal.

Those faces could have a possibility

with us, but they don't sleep.

They use the sailing dopper, the image

thermal, the communication via satellite,

And I have to say:

those faces never wander.

They attacked, Tallis.

They waited to that leaves.

She preferred to be sacrificed that to go prisoner.

Retiro all that I said on her.

But I don't understand because the buzzings

they waited until you left.

The nature of the apparent ambush

the process of side decision.

Imagine what Gives Vinci or Socrates...

they would have carried out with its

system of ocular capsule,

but it is you who he/she has and he/she has that

to make of this the best thing.

You should continue fighting.

This disconnects the voice, angel.

Obedenciendo:
Voice far.

Now that we leave,

Non achievement to move.

He/she is lucky that am here to take care of it.

I have the exit of the sun.

Does it mean this that we return to the action, Tallis?

I calculated that he/she would see us another time.

We will hear the family sound another time.

The tumultuous noise of the combat.

For this it was trained, Tallis.

This is from birth their right,

I was projected for this.

Not there is anything in the world like the sound

of an irritated miniarma, gentlemen.

I am the music that rips their night.

I am the I incubate, the pagan, the one

in favor of the battle field.

Put the petroleum in me

I will distribute pains.

You are there, brother.

In perfect order of combat.

I am a machine of the mortal combat.

My specialty is

to be taken the life of the buzzings.

I am the music that rips their night.

I am the I incubate, the pagan, the one

in favor of the battle field.

The petroleum goes by me for

to provoke some pains.

Activating cover frequency.

I develop End it can be harmful.

I change for ultrarrojo.

Interlazando the frequency

of the colonel with ours.

Mentioning Sgt Anchilles: it is better

to die giving a show that to waste away.

And to be in the Ultra-red frequency.

I await their next order, Mister.

If their position is damaged,

wait up to last moment for the explosion.

He/she goes with them, Mister.

Good luck, colonel.

Good luck, colonel.

E700 doesn't believe in the luck.

We were made for

to kill or to be killed.

Better to make that that better we know how to make, Tallis.

- Clever, colonel?

- Clever for launching.

Rockets of high pressure. Level

incendiary 3 and the old man HAVE.

High explosive,

hour of the barbecue.

To imagine that it is possible

to carry out military big acts

without fighting, it doesn't pass of empty dreams.

- Napoleon said this.

- We go to the way camouflage.

How do we go, colonel?

Activation of the miniarma.

From Sacred Pedro it had not mounted

behind of a chromium dragon.

And the name of this dragon

it is Blow, the Magic dragon.

This will put an end to the bad.

The malefactors also.

Fire open to the hour that wants, colonel.

This will be right now, Tallis.

A multitude already send for the hell.

The colonel will punish them,

impious sinners.

Look at it what I have, expensive,

The power of God falls in you.

Since Pedro will mount behind

of a chromium dragon.

That the Mr. he/she has the pity

of my perverse soul

It is here, Tallis. The station rereads

of the buzzings that we were behind.

You are Tallis, of E700.

I know everything on you.

You were built

with the nanotechnology...

what my company patents.

Take off of there or they hit him/her a shot.

She cannot make this.

It is bigger than us two.

It is the development of the artificial intelligence.

The understanding of the justice.

She warns to the buzzings, Tallis.

Who are you?

She didn't have to die this way.

Disable the buzzings.

You don't understand.

Not we command the buzzings.

They command us.

We adore the buzzings.

We project them to be perfect.

Certain.

They are the human evolution.

They are our religion.

There are hundred of us working

for them, but...

they don't need people.

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