"What is this?!Hurry up!Could it be that there is a ghost in the bag?!"

The second lieutenant should be an Oriental, and he has the care of an Oriental, which is one of the reasons why he is a second lieutenant, and the other soldiers in the room are just ordinary soldiers.

In the last days, those who are more attentive will live longer.

He had been eyeing Mo Ye from the moment the door was opened, at first it was just a glimpse, but soon he cast his gaze completely.

"The brim is so low...... There's quirky!"

He thought so in his heart, so he sent out a request for verification.

His hand had already touched the pistol at his waist, and he would shoot at the slightest movement of the man standing at the door under his nose.

"Whoa~!"

Under the gaze of this dedicated second lieutenant, Mo Ye directly shook the sack in his hand, counted all the items in the sack, and suddenly scattered a candle like mutton fat to the ground.

"Satisfied?"

Mo Xie asked pretending to be displeased, and at the same time shook the sack, indicating that there was indeed nothing else in it.

"Am I being too careful?"

The second lieutenant frowned, and he waved his hand at Mo Xie to signal Mo Xie to leave.

"Humph!"

Mo Ye, who was dressed like an ordinary soldier, snorted, and casually threw the 'empty' sack in his hand to the ground.

"Bang dang~!"

The sound of the door closing was not very friendly, and it was clear that in the hearts of those who left, they were still haunted by what had just happened.

"Let's do it~!"

I don't know if the sack hit the candles scattered on the ground when it landed, or if the wind caused by the closing of the door blew the cylindrical candles, and several candles were taken away from their original positions, like colored balls on the table that have been hit by white balls.

One or two of them 'just happened' to shoot under Matthew's bed.

"Hehe, have a temper, I like it!"

The second lieutenant didn't pay much attention to Mo Ye's actions when he left, he just ordered the candles on the ground to be picked up.

The soldiers in the room did so, and soon the candles on the floor were back in the sacks, and everyone who had done everything was gone.

Everything seems to be calm here.

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On the territory of Russia, on a lonely mountain.

The X-Men's plane has landed, countless lightning bolts have pierced the sky above the mountaintop, and Stormgirl is already charging the plane.

At night, the scenery is so dazzling that it almost seems to announce its location to the world.

"Charles. Magneto stood at the top of the mountain, but even he didn't dare to get too close to the lightning spot, "There's a base near here that the Mutant Brotherhood used to use, and if I remember correctly, the ice storage in the base should still be functioning. ”

Magneto had checked the map before landing, and he knew exactly where it was.

Because he had been here many years ago, and had led a group of mutants to escape from ZF's persecution.

However, once upon a time, the high-spirited people of the past have disappeared.

The past is unbearable, and Magneto has already regretted it just by starting up.

What if the old base is still alive at the moment?!

Thinking that he is now 'haunted by bad luck', do you dare to run around?!

"It's okay, I'll take a look. ”

Magneto was no longer wearing a helmet, so how could he hide his thoughts from Professor X? Professor X just smiled and looked down the mountain.

The location he was looking at was the base that Magneto remembered in his heart.

"Sa!"

The wind from nowhere shook Magneto's hair, and he knew that Professor X's spiritual power had been connected to someone near the base.

"It's really handy to be able to ......"

Every time I see Professor X using his abilities, Magneto will secretly complain in his heart.

Throughout the entire "X-Men", if Professor X is willing to leave the bottom line in his heart and be ruthless, it only takes a few minutes to wipe out the human race. (Mastermind, full power state.) ）

If this level of destructive power had been put on Magneto's body, I'm afraid the world would have been bleeding a long time ago.

But in other words, if Magneto had this ability, the current world would never have ushered in the age of sentinels.

Kindness is a lot of the time just pushing itself into a corner, protecting a world that can't accommodate you, and many times Magneto thinks that Professor X is not lightly ill.

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Russia, among the ruins of a city.

Littered with dead bodies, it was like a mass grave, and the piles of corpses were as high as the pre-apocalyptic skyscrapers. Thanks to the low temperature here, otherwise it would have been a plague.

Frozen soil, stinky corpses, dripping into ice.

Presumably, even polar bears don't want to stay in such a place for long, and occasionally birds fly by, but they never land.

But it's not without life.

Or rather: it's not devoid of people.

"Hoo ......"

The ruins of the city are scattered and pulled, and the semi-enclosed space made of several large stones is a good refuge.

A man gasped in the 'shelter'.

He was cold, and the days in the Northern Hemisphere had been getting colder and colder since the previous day.

His stomach was empty, and the protest in his stomach kept urging him to go out and forage for food.

But he didn't want to go out at the moment.

He's waiting.

Wait for a longer breath and wait for more heat to be generated from your lungs.

His limbs were numb, and the bonfire that had been lit last night had gone out in the middle of the night, and it was a miracle that he had woken up this morning in such a cold climate.

“Shit!”

After a whole day of trying, his hands and feet were still numb, which made him wonder if his limbs were useless.

He never wanted to be a waste.

"Get up!"

He was trying, desperate each time, praying, praying that it was just a nightmare.

"Get up. ”

Suddenly, he heard a voice.

"The spirit is the master of the flesh. ”

The voice said this, and then he found himself on his feet.

No, it shouldn't be said that 'he stood up', but rather that his body stood up on its own.

The tendons, the joints, the hands and feet, he couldn't control it all, like the body no longer belonged to him.

"Ahhh

He was confused, and then frightened, even more so than he found himself unable to move.

It was the last thought that came out of his consciousness.