"Dada~!"

The machine guns in his hand had already been replaced with two, because Mo Xie didn't have time to change the magazine.

He had red eyes, and in this state he could not see any upright walking creatures other than himself.

"Kill!"

Mo Ye roared, as if he had abandoned all reason and language, and all his thoughts and words were left with the word 'kill'.

He had to.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to hold the machine gun in his hand at all.

"Plop!"

Another soldier was killed at the gunpoint of Mo Ye.

This is a person who has no grudge against Mo Ye at all.

These are all people who have no grudges against Mo Ye at all.

But Mo Ye must be killed.

Because he was in debt, and what he was doing at the moment was just the easiest means of paying off the debt.

Kill a person, ten points.

Destroying a Sentinel is also ten points.

If you want to do a multiple-choice question, for Mo Ye, there is no choice at all.

He no longer has the strength to kill a large number of sentinels.

The deceased fell at Mo Ye's feet, and the collision between the corpse and the ground unconsciously closed the beat of Mo Ye's heartbeat.

"Kill!"

Mo Xie forcibly endured this discomfort and covered the tremor from the bottom of his heart with a loud roar.

"Black your heart!"

He said this to himself in his heart.

It's just that when he looked around and saw those corpses and the soldiers who were about to become corpses, he still had the urge to 'throw away the guns in his hand and never do it again'.

"Boom!"

A cannonball belonging to an unknown camp fell less than twenty meters away from Mo Ye, and the strong wind from the explosion blew Mo Ye's clothes flying, and even some of them could not tell whether it was shrapnel or sand and gravel flew past Mo Ye's face.

"Good guys!"

Mo Xie rubbed his slightly aching face, and he looked along the trajectory of the previous shell that he had spied on before it landed.

His gaze passed through the chaotic battlefield to the artillery corps at the other end of the battlefield, protected by a group of soldiers.

There, just as Mo Ye's gaze looked over, three or four more points of light lit up.

Mo Xie knew, it was a new cannon discharged.

A thought popped into his head.

"Rush!"

He changed his words, and at the same time temporarily stopped calling for the machine gun in his hand.

He ran towards the source of the shells.

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Mutant Academy, 1973.

Charles finally decided to go out of the mountain.

"Listen, I'm not here for that SHIT-like future you call me, I'm just for Raven. ”

The man spoke stubborn words, but the look on his face spoke for itself.

Now he, no, I should say that the former 'Professor X' has come back to life from his body.

"Okay, let's go rescue Magneto first. ”

Logan, who had been waiting in the living room, got up from his stool.

His face was calm, but deep down he was already anxious.

He wasn't sure how long he would be in this era, or when the next 'disconnect' would be.

He had already made up his mind that if Charles didn't come down within half an hour, he would go up and beat people.

He's been clocking the clock.

"Eric?!"

Charles spoke in a British accent, and the look on his face that had been called 'determined' was quickly replaced by a mocking smile.

"Rest assured, I have a plan. ”

Logan didn't give Charles more time to talk nonsense.

"Dude, are you together?"

He turned his head and extended an invitation to Victor.

"Brothers. ”

Victor didn't turn his face on Logan because he had given him a few paws earlier, he showed his trademark smile.

"Okay, listen, Victor, here's a portrait and a bio, follow the instructions above to find the person in the portrait, his name should still be 'Brady' in this day and age. ”

Logan hadn't been idle in the living room all the time he had been sitting in the living room.

He wrote down all the information about Mo Xie in his head, and then drew a portrait based on Brady's appearance provided by Professor X.

At this moment, he handed over this rare information to Victor.

"...... this?"

Victor took the portrait and the accompanying synopsis from Logan's hand with some confusion.

He flipped through the sheets of paper, then looked up.

"What are you drawing?"

Victor asked, pointing to the portrait.

The portrait is of a man with a slab head, and then there is no more.

All right......

In fact, Logan's painting level is really not high, what he draws is only an outline (you can refer to the painting skills of kindergarten children)......

"Uh...... You can make do with it...... The other party is a mutant, and the ability shown on the outside is 'light bulb' or something...... Look for the playground in the place listed on the description, and you should be able to find ......"

In fact, Logan himself didn't know the bottom of his heart, but he still made such a decision.

Because, number one: what is the relationship between Victor and him, he doesn't know what he knows now, and what they have to do next is too important, and it's better not to let people who don't know the bottom line go with them.

Second: Brady is a hidden god, and if he can be brought into the Mutant Academy in this era, maybe all future history will be rewritten.

Based on Victor's abilities, Logan felt that he was the most suitable person for this mission at this time.

Mo Xie is a 'dangerous person', and Victor has an 'immortal body'.

Who is going if he doesn't go?!

"I believe you, you'll find it!"

Logan looked at Victor with some kind of inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"Okay......"

Victor couldn't refuse his brother's request, especially after the other party looked at him like that.

"I'm going!"

Putting away the portrait and profile, Victor left without saying a word.

"If you find someone, remember to call the academy!

Towards Victor's back, Logan added.

"Got it!"

The latter raised his hand, and after a few breaths, Logan heard the sound of a car starting outside.

"Oh, so what about us? Just go ahead and break into the Pentagon?"

Hank changed his outfit in one sentence, after all, the previous one had been torn in the battle.

He made a bad joke, but none of the people present had any intention of laughing.

"No, I have a better note. ”

Logan came prepared for this trip.