Chapter 877: Snatch the gun and assassinate
Emilia looked at the two knives on the table in surprise, probably thinking that she was a kleptomant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Albert smiled: "She has this habit, and in the past, at most, six handfuls were found from her. There are only two hidden, which can be regarded as more trusting of us. β
Cheng Qianxun scratched the back of his head with his fingers, pretending to be embarrassed: "You still know me." β
Albert picked up the fruit knife, looked at it, and handed it over: "You keep this, don't give anything, and don't know where to get some messy things to hide everywhere." β
"Thank you then." She was not polite, she took it, stepped on the chair, lifted the tube of her uniform, and stuck the fruit knife in her sock.
Seeing Albert, he sighed: "Fortunately, there is a fiancΓ©, otherwise which man would dare to ask you." β
When I got back to my room, the first thing I did was turn on the TV and watch the news. Basically, if there is a major event, it will be scrolled on TV. The media and television stations in other countries have basically been paralyzed, and only the media here have not been affected, and a large number of personnel have been sent out to broadcast live with the army.
It's all about destroying the zombies first.,The next is the scene of the rescued people crying tears of thanks.γγγ If the people knew that these things were caused by the general, would they still regard him as a savior?
Snead and his teammates should be fine now, but they can't go on like this, and lying on the bed, she lifted her legs, lifted her pants, and pulled out the fruit knife. I tried my fingers, and the blade was okay, but it wasn't enough, I wanted a gun.
I didn't go to afternoon tea, although Emilia sent someone to invite her, but she said she was tired and didn't go. In the evening, Albert called for dinner.
Albert said suddenly: "Cheng, you have something on your mind. β
Maybe it was because she saw her eating, she put down the knife that cut the steak: "Without teammates around, I will miss them after a long time, and I don't know when things can be resolved." β
"It's settled, you'll disappear again, but I don't want you to leave." Albert was a little reluctant, and when he saw what she was going to say, he said before she could speak: "I know, I know... β
Lowering his head, after a while, he looked up at her: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it, anyway, your shadow is already deep in my heart." β
Regardless of the strange look in Amelia's eyes, it was clear that the father and son were not very accustomed to chatting with other people.
What can be done and how can it be said? She shook her head slightly: "Don't be like this, just when I am... β
"A dream." Albert said what she wanted to say, in fact, she had said it before, and obviously every word and fragment of her, Albert had memorized. I also found someone to draw her appearance, each painting is a work of art, and the last one is her sitting in the car, holding out her hand. It's all about Albert's point of view, the moment before she leaves.
Albert is almost eighty years old, how long will he live? This meeting may be the last time in his life, and it is not known whether it will be in the heavenly realm or the underworld when they meet again.
But there were some things she had to do...
The staff brought the soup, corn and egg drop soup. In fact, creamy corn soup is more delicious, but two generations of generals tried not to eat foods that were too high in calories in order to maintain their figures.
Albert comforted her: "Sometimes you just don't trust people, you should trust me, I will definitely help you solve it." β
"Okay." She smiled and was so touched that her hand shook and the broccoli stuck in her fork fell off her pants.
She quickly stood up and bumped into the soup bowl in the staff member's hand. This time, most of the soup fell on the clothes of the general who was sitting next to him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It was my fault! She clumsily grabbed the napkin on the table and wiped it on the general's uniform: "Take it off quickly, or the soup will seep in." β
The general's brows knotted slightly, he stood up, and greeted Albert: "I'll miss you." "I'm going to go out and change my clothes.
The plan couldn't be ruined, she let it go, and shouted: "General, I'll wipe it again, oops~" pretending to be in a panic, her feet hooked on the legs of the chair, and threw herself at the general.
"Be careful!" The general caught her with one hand.
At this time, she reached out and poked in from the edge of the general's uniform jacket, she had already touched it when she was helping the general wipe the soup just now, and the gun was on the waist, this is the place... The gun was in her hands, and when she pulled out her hand, a small laser gun was clenched in her hand.
"Don't move anyone!" She stepped back step by step in order to get the gun to be pointed at everyone quickly.
"What are you doing?" The general's eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
"Don't shoot." Emilia stood up with her stomach and blocked in front of the general with her bloated body, with an incredible expression on her face: "What do you want to do?" The generals and old generals are so good to you, you still want to kill them? β
"The last thief has been corrected, but my mission is not yet complete." You don't have to hide it, you can do it directly. She raised an eyebrow: "You should arrange me a room without a TV, I'm not blind yet." β
On the TV news, the last shot of the burglar being shot was shown in the middle of the night. Judging from the picture, it should be Gordon who carried out the execution.
If the people who stole and unleashed the virus are all dead and haven't completed their mission, then the only thing left is to kill the people who created the virus and arranged it all. And Emilia also appeared in the news, it has been reported that she died, and I don't know if it was a suicide of fear or blame, but she died anyway. A somewhat blurry picture of her, and a black body bag with apparently a body inside, can prove that she is "dead".
Of course, Emilia is not dead, so the focus of the conflict is on her, and she is the target.
Cheng Qianxun pointed the gun at Emilia: "You know, I have to do this. β
"But I don't understand." Emilia held her belly arched high, and when she took a step to the side, the muzzle of the gun followed her. It finally became clear that it was she who was going to be killed, not the general. I was so anxious that I looked left and right blankly: "What the hell is going on?" β
The general sneered: "Are you sure the gun you are holding can be used?" β
"Beep~" smoke rose from the grass in front of Emilia's heels.
She pointed her gun at Emilia again, "Sure it works." "Only the inexperienced ones suspiciously shift their eyes from the other party to the gun in their hands, so that others have the opportunity to take the gun.
"Cheng, don't kill her." The general knew that he could not be deceived, so he stopped in front of Emilia: "She is pregnant with my child." β
This moved Emilia to tears in her eyes, and she choked up: "General... β
The general raised his hand in a cover-up gesture: "Believe me, there will be a way to solve this matter." β
Believe? Now she smiled, even she didn't believe in herself, how could she trust a politician. She said very seriously: "Trouble the general to get out of the way, so that I can be standard and let her die without pain." Otherwise, you'll have to shoot through your shoulder and through her head. β
"I don't believe you're going to kill me." The general was ashamed, and pretended to take off his clothes and make a big fight.
"Beep~", a hole came out of the hem of his clothes that he had just lifted. Emilia screamed behind her, of course, she hid behind the tall general, it was difficult to shoot.
"Please don't move." She raised her gun slightly: "Take off your clothes and throw them over later, I will shoot indiscriminately, don't cause accidental injuries at that time." β
"Why are you like this?" The general, who had probably seen through it, smiled bitterly.
"That's how I am, the general should know." There was no trace of strangeness on her face. She is such a woman, and her long-term training has made her feel like ripples in a small lake at this critical juncture, and she feels nothing at all. But Emilia, who was already "dead" and good at poisoning, turned pale with fright.
is not only experienced, sensitive to the other party's possible actions, but also kills people without blinking. If it weren't for the fact that Emilia had Albert's grandson in her belly, she would have been shot long ago. Regardless of whether it has room for maneuver, kill it first, and then say, if it hasn't completed the task, then try to kill another person.
"Enough trouble?" Albert, who had been sitting next to him, munching on a steak slowly, spoke.
"You, what's going on, why are you carrying a gun?" Albert looked at the general.
The general hurriedly explained: "Father, don't get me wrong, I'm going to... β
"Guarding against her, isn't it, if you get in the way of my face, your child's mother can help?" Albert sneered, so the general took a net gun that did not verify fingerprints. He scolded: "Do you want to be angry with me before I am willing, you two let me out." β
When the general heard this, he did not argue, but turned and pushed Emilia out.
Before she could take them in her mouth, Albert turned to her and said, "Come and sit, you've only eaten half of the steak, don't waste it." β
With the general by his side, it is not so simple to kill Amilia. And the general is Albert's favorite son, and if the general has any mistakes, Albert will definitely be sad. She didn't want to see Albert lose his son in old age, and his life would be safe and smooth, but when he was old, he would be ruined in her hands.
After hesitation, she sat down, slapped the gun to the side, picked up a fork and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it. His eyes pruned over Albert, but he didn't speak. It's not to the point where you live or die, there should still be a chance to turn around.
Albert smiled and picked up his fork and forked a fried fish steak from the large plate and placed it on her plate: "Try this and add some salad dressing to eat better." "I put some salad dressing on the fish steak with my own hands.
After taking a bite, it was really delicious, and she was a bit of a foodie, so she said very spinelessly: "The problem has not been solved, eat one less meal." β
Albert grinned, "That should be for me, maybe I don't have as much time left as you do." β
The heart is further soft, no matter how you say it, it is difficult to be indifferent to a man who has been waiting for her all her life. She was also helpless: "Albert, you understand me. If the mission is not completed, it is not only me who will die. β
"I know, it's not just a death, it's a big deal that I'll accompany you." Albert helped her get a fish steak again, and she couldn't stand it anymore.
"I know your mission this time, to deal with the Lord who destroys the world. But how can a pregnant woman be the Lord's messenger? It turns out that anything can be changed, and no conclusions should be made until the result is certain. Albert finished speaking confidently and continued the meal with her as if nothing had happened.
Eating and eating, she has no score in her heart, Emilia is pregnant, the heavenly realm can't be so cruel, right? If an adult makes another mistake, the child is innocent. Is the Lord making another man? Thinking of this, Albert picked up the intercom.
"Come back when you change your clothes, I have something to ask you." Albert added later: "You don't need to bring a gun, you don't need it." β
After a while, the general came. Cheng Qianxun quickly went to get the gun... Albert stretched out his hand, pressed her hand with the gun, smiled at her, and said to the general with a bit of banter: "You didn't bring a gun, you brought someone here." β
Two regular soldiers in black uniforms held not guns, but nylon ropes used to capture the criminals.
"Father, you don't care." The general had a gloomy face.
"I can't do it when I'm dead, but I'm still alive." Albert was still sitting, and said tepidly: "Let other irrelevant people go out to rest, I want to talk to you properly." β
The two regular troops did not dare to go out, but they did not dare not go out, and they did not dare to gasp and looked at the general.
The general waved his hand helplessly, and the two of them hurried away with relief.
Cheng Qianxun thought for a moment and pushed the gun in his hand towards Albert.
The gun slid down the table, Albert blocked it with his hand, picked up the gun and looked at it: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" β
She paraphrased what Albert had just said: "It's not just a death, it's a big deal, I'll go first." β
This man had waited for her all her life, and she felt that she owed Albert, and if Albert really picked up and shot her, she would have admitted it. Albert was right when he said that when a person dies, nothing can be done. If she dies, the rest will be up to her teammates.
"You're still young, and if you want to die, I, an old man, will die first." Albert laughed, put the gun aside, and asked the general, "I'll be honest, it's you or Emilia who are the masterminds in this matter." β
The general hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's me!" β
What, how so? Cheng Qianxun's heart jumped wildly, no wonder the task was not completed. If so, kill the general. She closed her eyes, then jerked them open, stood up and went to get her gun.
"Nope." Albert took the gun in his hand first.
"You give it to me!" She rushed up and began to grab the gun. I really regret giving the gun to Albert, because I didn't expect that the general was the master.
"Not for you!" Albert simply stood up and raised his hand.
Albert, who is 1.9 meters tall, stretches out his hand, and the gun is more than 2.4 meters above the ground. She couldn't get it even when she jumped, and said in a hurry: "You give it to me." β
Albert took advantage of his height, held a gun, looked down at her, and looked at her with a seriousness that was commensurate with the situation but also laughable: "No, it's my son who you're going to kill." (To be continued.) )