"If you need me, wake me up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" - S117

Daron City, India

The Survivor Alliance's 2nd Special Independent Action Squad

Sergeant Patrick Flo

The deep staircase spirals straight down, and the lamps embedded in the walls provide only dim light, not reaching the ground. In the bottomless underground passage, Patrick walked down step by step.

Twenty stories deep, Patrick didn't know how long it would take to build. In short, he understands that even if the United Nations bombs the city of Talon with a nuclear bomb, McCroft can hide somewhere here, survive, and then wait for an opportunity to make a comeback.

He was glad that he had persevered to the end, and McCroft would not have escaped today.

The red light of the scan went straight down the channel, and an image of a person appeared. But it was an image of a hoplite, not McCroft, maybe his guard.

It's better than not, and if you catch the soldier, you'll probably be able to find out where Mycroft is. Patrick's pace quickened and stalked past.

"Huh...... Can you find this place? The ...... of the Survivor Alliance"

Patrick was a little surprised, and then he didn't hide anymore, and sped up.

The hoplites who had stopped turned around, their machine guns in their hands already spewing tongues of fire. Patrick recognized the dinosaur graffiti on the hoplite helmet, and he was the man on the rooftop, the infantryman who shot the adjudicator.

Machine gun bullets flew past the back, and Patrick, who had entered an overloaded state, approached the hoplites against the wall on the left, firing indiscriminately in such a small space, the bullets were likely to hit the wall and ricochet to change direction, and it was not uncommon for a stray bullet to injure them.

However, the opponent did not restrain as he thought, and still poured ammunition without hesitation. Patrick raised his pistol, aimed it in front of the hoplite's waist, and pulled the trigger.50 Magnum bullets pierced the MG5 machine gun's feed box, and the machine gun was dumb and the bullets were scattered all over the ground.

The hoplite reacted quickly, and he immediately reached behind him, intending to take out his M1887 shotgun and continue against Patrick. However, he was no faster than Patrick in his overload, and when he gripped the handle of the gun, the muzzle of the Desert Eagle was already against the helmet.

"Throw the gun away, or I'll shoot. Patrick said coldly.

"Calm man, look ......"

"Do as I say, and don't doubt the power of this gun. Even the armor of the tank, it can penetrate it. ”

The hoplites understood that Patrick would never listen to his nonsense, so they had to throw away their guns.

"Are you satisfied?"

With his head in his hands, he turned away. ”

"Yes......" the hoplite did.

"Now take me to McCroft. ”

"What? No way, I'm not going to do that, you might as well kill me. ”

"Yes, maybe you take me and I'll spare you a little life. ”

"You think I'm going to trust you......?

"I don't have the patience to go on with you," said Patrick, "and maybe I should make holes in your limbs and leave you here to bleed to death, I said I would." ”

"Okay, okay, if you insist......" the hoplites compromised, "this side." ”

Not long after following the hoplites, Patrick came to a metal mechanical door. There is a black and yellow seal on the side of the door frame, warning trespassers not to enter.

Patrick was sure that the door, the outer wall of the room, would be enough to defend against most attacks (even his mechanical arm). If you go deep underground, the nuclear bomb won't reach here.

"Uh...... Can I open the door?" asked the hoplite.

Patrick nudged him forward and motioned for him to open it quickly.

The hoplite typed the code into the number panel on the wall, and the three-tiered metal door opened.

The entire shelter was not large, and half of it was a combination of advanced computers with various electronic devices, which Patrick could tell by an unsavvy person that they had extremely good computing power. Two steps up the right-hand side of the door, there was nothing but a one-man sized cabin.

It's like the one that first met the G41.

Patrick looked around the vault and realized that the only thing that mattered was missing.

The man named McCroft.

At this time, the hoplite, skillfully avoiding the muzzle, turned and hit Patrick in the forehead with his elbow. Patrick fell backwards to the ground in pain, and when he tried to get up again, a pair of strong hands clamped his shoulders and lifted him hard, throwing him into the shelter.

Patrick rolled over and raised his gun, but he kicked him away.

"Hello, a thorn in my side, do you know what you've done?"

"You ......"

"Oh, yes, I'm McCroft. The hoplite replied.

Patrick smiled bitterly.

"You've ruined all my years of hard work, my grand blueprint, all my plans...... The feat of unifying the world, the advent of the era of peace, are all ruined by you. ”

"Peace?"

"Don't you understand? As long as there is no big country or small country in the world, only the world as a whole, there will be no wars, right? Oh, don't say that this idea is naïve, as long as people are unified, accustomed to it, and put on sufficient constraints, no one will resist. ”

"I don't know. But I'm sure the world will be ruined at your hands. ”

McCroft listened and laughed.

"No, no, no...... Those who resist will die, and those who obey will live, the law of the jungle, the truth of nature. All you need is to keep enough people to keep the race alive, and in a few generations, they will revere me as the hero who ended the war. But heroes will always be harmed by villains. ”

McCroft crouched down and grabbed Patrick's neck.

"You're like termites gnawing at the beams and destroying the whole building. When I found out about your presence, I dressed up like this and went down to inspect it myself, intending to eradicate a threat like you. But you weren't competitive enough, and you were controlled by Evilasser, so I eliminated you and arrested the wrong person. ”

"I'm not...... One person ......"

"Yes, it is because of your incompetence that you come together. And I am different from you, I can lead humanity to a new era, I can open up the future!"

McCroft grabbed him and slammed him to the ground.

"Do you see that cryopod? boy! I'll just use that to live, wait until a certain point in time, start again, and unify the world! I will still be a hero, and humanity will continue to continue!"

"Nonsense...... Eight ......"

"Listen to me, boy. When you sneaked in, I had a new idea. Just like now, let's duel one-on-one and see who can live! I just have to witness your death, and I'll be a big step away from world domination! And you, if you have the ability, prove it to me! Defeat me, kill me!"

Patrick, who was about to suffocate, squeezed McCroft's arm with both hands, and it was really unexpected that this armor could withstand such pressure. If he continues like this, he will definitely be killed by McCroft.

Patrick simply let go of a hand and threw a punch on the helmet. The fragile glass shattered in an instant, and the shards flew into the helmet and pierced McCroft's face.

With a wail and letting go of his hand, Patrick saw the moment and pushed McCroft out, then reached for his pistol and stood up.

A bloodied McCroft rushed up and punched Patrick in the lower abdomen. Patrick held back the pain, grabbed the striking arm with his left hand, and struck McCroft in the neck with his right hand. McCroft's limbs relaxed slightly from the blow, and Patrick took the opportunity to throw him against the wall.

Three gunshots rang out, and the bullet pierced through the armor and nailed into McCroft's body.

"Uh-huh...... Hahaha-" McCroft burst out laughing, "You won! You won! The era of peace will not come!"

The raised gun moved slightly upwards and aimed it at the man's forehead.

"Then you should live well! Wake up one day in the future, and see with your own eyes the world torn apart by war, and the human beings destroyed by war! Look at what you have done today, and the evil consequences of all the crimes you have committed! Take a good look at the ugly death of uncivilized human beings!"

Patrick pulled the trigger, and the walls were stained red.

This man, who thought he was righteous until his death, finally died, holding his delusions and the definition of others that he had privately made.

Then, it all came to an end.

He accomplished his mission, joining the mission of the Survivor Alliance. At the same time, the meaning of life that he once held was lost. This was the end of his life.

That's how it should be.

Patrick took out the chip that Madness had given him, opened one of the cases, and installed the chip into a slot. In this way, the chip can be connected to the entire electronic device, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of the madness's last wish.

Opening the freezer chamber, Patrick lay inside. The moment the hatch closed, the vault shook violently.

The United Nations eventually carried out a nuclear strike.

Patrick's consciousness began to blur, and in a hazy moment, he heard a voice calling his name.

"Good night, Patrick. ”

He fell asleep. Will sleep for a long time this time.