If it was another Doomsday Warrior who died, Aldrich wouldn't have felt anything. The other eight Doomsday Warriors, Aldrich didn't care about anything.

He couldn't accept the fact that Thomas had killed Alfred anyway.

Aldrich was remorseful. If he had come to his senses sooner, Alfred would not have died, at least not in front of him.

Remorse to remorse, Aldrich forced himself to calm down.

Aldrich has figured out that no matter what you want to do, living is a prerequisite. Until the opportunity comes, Thomas must not be given a reason to be a killer.

Having made up his mind, Aldrich began to wait patiently.

Thomas didn't kill him right away, convincing Aldrich that Thomas would give him a chance if he was willing to join the Doomsday force.

Aldrich was thinking when the door was pushed open.

Coming in was Gonzalez, a commando of Mexican descent. He served in the Navy SEALs for four years and was often sent on missions in Latin America thanks to his Mexican ancestry and ability to speak standard Latin. It's just that in terms of individual ability, Gonzalez can only be considered mediocre in the sixth team. As far as Aldrich knew, this guy had screwed up a couple of covert operations. Gonzalez was a lieutenant when Aldrich left Detachment 6, and several commandos who joined that same year had been promoted to captain.

"Major."

Aldrich looked up, not deliberately covering his naked body. After being stripped of the Doomsday Warrior system, he has been naked.

Gonzalez handed over a set of clothes.

Aldrich didn't reach out to catch it, and it didn't matter to him whether he was dressed or not.

"The Colonel asked me to tell you that he can give you a chance if you are willing to cooperate."

"Opportunity?"

Gonzalez nodded, and handed the garment a little further.

Aldridge didn't refuse, he was waiting for this opportunity. This is a jungle camouflage uniform for the US military, and it is brand new.

"What does the Colonel want me to do?" Aldrich quickly put on his military uniform.

"Come with me." Gonzalez didn't say much, turned and walked out.

Aldrich followed Gonzalez, and as he walked out of the shack, he stopped and blocked the glare of the sun with his hands. It wasn't until his eyes adjusted to the bright light that Aldrich saw that another Doomsday Warrior had escorted out the four scientists who had not had time to leave.

The four researchers knelt side by side in the open space in front of the hut with their hands tied behind their backs.

Aldrich immediately understood what Thomas wanted him to do.

"Major!" Gonzalez handed over a small pistol. The gun was recovered by Costa from the scientist named Draenau. Just a nine-millimeter Glock 27 pistol, mainly for self-defense, and mainly for female users.

Aldrich did not hesitate, took the pistol, and walked towards the scientists.

Gonzalez took two steps back, as did the Doomsday Soldier standing behind the scientist, both leveling their rifles.

Obviously, they didn't trust Aldrich.

Aldrich found it a bit ridiculous that the self-defense pistol was no threat to the Doomsday Warrior at all, and that he had already taken off the Doom Warrior system.

Seeing Aldrich approaching, the four scientists were terrified.

Two male scientists kneel on the left and two female scientists kneel on the right. To Aldrich's surprise, the two female scientists seemed calmer, the meteorologist named Jacqueline looked like they were dead, and the two male scientists were distracted.

"Major!" Gonzalez reminded Aldrich.

Aldrich took a long breath and pointed his gun at Draenor on the far left.

"No...... Don't kill me...... No ......" Draenor had a complete mental breakdown.

But is it useful to beg for mercy?

Aldrich knew that if he didn't do what Thomas told him, he would be in the same situation as the four scientists, and that it would be useless to ask anyone for mercy. Aldrich knows Thomas too well, as long as it is an enemy, even if it is his own relatives, Thomas will kill him!

When the trigger was pulled, Aldrich wanted to close his eyes, not wanting to see Draenor die a tragic death, but he didn't.

The Doomsday Warrior standing opposite him kept an eye on him, and whenever Aldrich showed the slightest weakness, Thomas would read his inner thoughts.

Who can guarantee that Thomas didn't observe Aldrich's every move through that Doomsday Warrior?

Without closing his eyes, he let the shot shoot be very accurate, and shot it in the center of his eyebrows, and Draenor whimpered for his life, not suffering much before he died.

Aldrich took two steps to the right and aimed his gun at Lafontaine.

"Don't kill me, I'm a geologist, I can work for you, I can ......"

Aldrich didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger again. The bullet was still in the center of the eyebrow, and Lafontaine's body was still twitching when he fell.

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, when Aldrich came over, the Dutch female geologist puffed up her chest and raised her head. She didn't look at Aldrich's pistol, but stared straight into Aldrich's eyes, as if she could see through Aldrich's soul.

Aldrich hesitated, he had killed countless people, but he had never killed a woman, at least not at such a close distance.

In Aldrich's memory, he had only killed one woman. It was four years ago, when Thomas led his troops to eliminate a major South American drug lord, with Aldrich and Stevenson on the perimeter. After the assault forces captured the drug lord's estate, they escorted all the non-combatants into the courtyard and then proceeded to execute the surrendered armed men. At that time, women and children gathered together, and no one paid attention to them. A young woman who looks like a drug lord's mistress suddenly rushes at a commando with her back to her, trying to snatch the commando's weapon. Aldrich immediately opened fire, shooting her. Subsequently, Thomas gave a very cold order to terminate all non-combatants! Although Aldrich was not involved in the execution of non-combatants, in the months that followed, whenever he closed his eyes, he could see the woman he had shot and the women and children weeping and begging in despair.

At this time, Aldrich learned that Thomas was an extremely ruthless commander.

"Major!" Gonzalez reminded Aldrich again.

Aldrich took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. This time, he closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see Chloe die of being shot.

Aldrich opened his eyes when he heard the sound of falling to the ground.

He didn't look at Chloe's corpse and walked straight up to Jacqueline.

"Do you feel guilty about killing so many people?" Jacqueline's words were short, and her tone was flat, not at all like someone who was about to be executed.

Aldrich shuddered slightly, as if his right index finger was frozen, and he couldn't pull the trigger for a long time.

"If killing innocents is the value of your existence, shoot!" Jacqueline tilted her head and closed her eyes.

Aldrich clenched his pistol, took a deep breath, closed his eyes as well, and pulled the trigger.

There were no gunshots, just the crisp sound of metal crashing.

Dud!?

"What's going on?" Gonzalez walked over.

"It's okay, there's something wrong with this bullet." Aldrich pulls on the pistol sleeve, withdraws the dud from the chamber, and pulls it again to allow the next round to enter the chamber.

Gonzalez didn't ask any more questions, and took two more steps back.

Could it be that Jacqueline shouldn't have died?

The 9mm Balabellum bullet is the world's most prolific pistol bullet, used in hundreds of countries, and is ammunition for hundreds of submachine guns and pistols. The wide range of use of this type of bullet is not only due to its moderate caliber and power, but also to its high reliability.

Out of 100,000 rounds of ammunition, there is only one dud.

Aldrich didn't think that much, he had already killed three unarmed scientists, and a blood debt would not lessen his sins. If he spared Jacqueline, the other three would have died in vain. Besides, he can't do it, and Gonzalez will definitely be happy to do it for him.

If Thomas had been allowed to see what was going on in his heart, Aldrich would not have thought of living.

Taking a deep breath, Aldrich closed his eyes.

"Open your eyes and look at me!" Jacqueline yelled.

Aldrich was startled and opened his eyes.

"When you shoot, look me in the eye!" Jacqueline kept staring into Aldrich's eyes, "I don't know you, but I want you to see clearly." ”

"See what?" Gonzalez asked, seemingly amusing Jacqueline's actions.

"See your iniquity clearly!"

Gonzalez laughed, as if he thought it was a ridiculous thing to do.

Aldrich didn't laugh, but turned his gun at Jacqueline.

As he was about to pull the trigger, Gonzalez's laughter stopped abruptly.

Aldridge was surprised, and when he turned back, he saw something incredible. Gonzalez was facing backwards, his body was facing forward, and his neck was rotated one hundred and eighty degrees.

There was another loud noise.

By the time Aldrich turned around, the neck of the Doomsday Warrior standing across from him had rotated a hundred and eighty degrees.

At this time, Aldrich saw clearly that the scene behind the doomsday warrior was a little distorted, and then he saw Chu Tianjiang who suddenly appeared.

To be precise, it was Chu Tianjiang who was wearing the Doomsday Warrior system.

Although the ten Doomsday Warrior systems are identical, the ten Doomsday Warriors are tall and short, fat and thin, and can be distinguished by their body shape.

"Chu Tianjiang?"

"Aldrich, haven't you killed enough?"

Aldrich smiled wryly, and suddenly raised his pistol and pressed it against his chin. "Chu, it's up to you to do the rest."

As soon as the shots rang out, Aldrich collapsed.