"Comrade Victor?" Granzang's jaw almost fell to the ground, "This...... It's incredible! How could you ......"

"How did I end up here, right?" Victor kept a smile on his face and looked at Granzang with a "smug" glint in his eyes, "I should be dead, shouldn't I?" ”

"I guess it's the magic of medicine again," I interjected, "and if you want me to say, Marshal Sophia can use you, a rotten and moldy man on one side, definitely not just to make you come over and show off to me, a rotten and moldy man on the other side." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoCould it be that she's in trouble? ”

Victor grew serious. I confirmed, and I could barely feel his presence except for basic life signals. Is it remodeled?

"That's what I'm here for," Victor looked unusually cold, both in his words and in his face, "Marshal Sophia asked the two of you to come with me, Yuri...... A new edict has been issued. ”

"Oh? What's the content? I looked up pretending not to care and asked casually.

Victor smiled wryly. I suddenly "clicked" in my heart, and I had a bad premonition.

"Well...... about this," said Victor, "would have ...... Nothing special - if there is no paragraph related to Comrade Mark. ”

……

We did not go to Marshal Sophia's office. Marshal Sophia's office was on the twenty-seventh floor, and my office was on the twentieth floor, but Victor pressed the button on the third basement floor.

Gran Zangmu couldn't help but remind: "Comrade Victor, this doesn't seem to be going to ......"

"We are going to see Comrade Sophia," said Victor with a big smile, "Comrade Sophia, who is now in the basement. ”

The speed of the elevator is very slow, and the time seems to be stretched infinitely. Victor looked at the elevator door in front of him, Gran Zangmu looked around anxiously, and I looked at the ceiling above, letting the heat and boredom spread around.

Finally, the elevator sounded a "ding" sound, and the door slowly opened. It's weird, hasn't anyone pressed the button to stop along the way?

Oh yes, that's it, too. When we entered the elevator from the twentieth floor, several elevator workers appeared in the corners of each floor, erecting a "under maintenance" sign at the elevator door.

"Follow me, two generals. Marshal Sophia has been waiting for a long time. Victor urged nonchalantly as he walked.

"But this is the Coalition 'No. 1 Metro' station," the sound of riding boots rattled on the neat and wide concrete floor, and Granzangm still couldn't hide his curiosity, "Comrade Victor...... Marshal Sophia is here ......"

"Ah, it's almost here," Victor replied as he rounded several remote corridors, "follow me, Comrade Generals." Comrade Sophia is waiting for you below. ”

"Next...... Below? Gran Zangmu asked, crooked his neck. I was speechless: he was trying to be crooked, right?

"I guess Marshal Sophia is telling us what secrets," I asked Victor with a slow, deep breath, "and, if I'm not mistaken...... Or a secret that Marshal Sophia did not intend to share with us. ”

"You're not entirely right," Victor still had a kind smile on his face, "and now the whole world knows the first reason Marshal Sophia came to you." ”

……

Although I pretend to be calm on the surface, I know that I can't sit still now. I confess that this Yuri edict left me stunned.

"This ......," I looked up and asked Marshal Sophia, "why would Yuri ...... Will I be mentioned? Yuri and I have never had anything to do with each other......"

Have nothing to do with? I don't believe it myself. If I'm really someone who has nothing to do with Yuri...... He's had hundreds of chances to kill me.

Here's the problem. What exactly am I related to Yuri? Is this association...... Let Lomanov kill me in his last life?

Before, I always thought that Yuri just needed me to do something for him, so I always showed mercy to my men. So, while it's dangerous to get the "truth" about me from Yuri, what really keeps me from panicking is because I know I'm useful to Yuri.

In fact, my gut tells me that things are not that simple. It's hard to believe, but the amazing intuition of a prophet has been sending a message to me: Yuri won't hurt me.

Now I'm convinced. There is no doubt that Yuri really has no intention of destroying me, and even does not hesitate to attract the attention of the whole world, asking me to be captured alive by name. If I still say that I have nothing to do with Yuri, I'm afraid the ghosts won't believe it.

"Comrade Commander, this ......" Granzang stared at the TV in surprise, and after a long moment of daze, a staccato sentence came out, "you...... How...... ...... by Yuri"

"Don't ask me," I asked, getting up from the couch, looking into Victor's eyes, and pointing to the blackened TV, "Now answer me, Comrade Victor." What does that mean? Why...... Yuri ......"

Just then, I suddenly heard a strange voice say: Cut, but that's it.

Who? Startled, I turned my head and glanced around, trying to find the person who was speaking.

Where else is there anyone to talk to? Old-fashioned electric fans twirl tirelessly overhead, distracted by the creaking noise and reflections wafting past the rudimentary furnishings of tables and sofas. The young TV set was a little old, but it was shiny. Not only is the three of us reflected, but there is also a ......

Wait a minute! Where did this guy come from!

Almost at the same time that I realized that there was another person above my head, the figure had already attacked me from above.

It was at the same time that I realized I should jump out of the way and dodge his fatal blow, and all the lights went out.

"What's going on?" As if he had just realized the problem, Granzang touched his waist and scolded, "Damn! Where's my gun? ”

"Stop!" Someone shouted, and white light filled the room again.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the person who turned on the light—except me.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, raised my left hand slightly, and finally landed on my back with peace of mind.

"You don't seem surprised, Comrade Mark." Marshal Sophia smiled lightly.

, your life signals and spreads farther than your heeled boots. But I continued to sigh quietly, and said sarcastically: "The level is okay, where did you find this guy?" Much better than Lomanov's gang. ”

It was then that I noticed that the attacker was a Janglu-Saxon woman. She was wearing an Allied sports vest, black leather pants with chains and black leather boots, and her whole style gave me the feeling of a non-coalition force.

Actually, I paid more attention to her watery green eyes. The eye is the window to the soul, and this window tells me that if the owner of this house goes crazy, it will be a disaster.

And then there's the fact that she looks really pretty - if she doesn't often put on that look of disgust, as if she thinks the whole earth is a stinky garbage that is not worth mentioning.

She put away her pistol and dagger, got up and looked at me who had just been crushed underneath, and slowly squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Rubbish." ”

"That's it," I said sarcastically, lying on the ground, "that there is only one me between you and death, and you can still be ashamed." ”

The woman threw the pistol back to Granzangm. Hearing my sarcasm, she turned her head slightly and snorted softly: "If it was like that just now, it is the adaptability of ordinary people with the highest combat effectiveness, and you are too bad." ”

"Damn...... When did you ...... just now" Gran Zangmu hurriedly took the pistol and touched his waist on the other side, his face suddenly changed, "Oh no...... And a ......"

I slowly stretched out my right hand next to the couch, and the woman's eyes became surprised when she looked at me.

"Take care of your things, Comrade Granzangm," I sneered, "your belt is not a shop window looted by terrorists, be careful next time." ”

I threw the grenade back at Granzangm. As expected, the woman intercepted the grenade in mid-air and threw it at Granzangm.

"Don't litter dangerous goods." She said.

"If you can't catch even a grenade, you're not worthy of being the deputy commander of the storm team." I replied lightly.

"If you have a full understanding, come with me," Marshal Sophia, who had been silent by the door, suddenly smiled, "It won't be long before your abilities will have a good place to play." ”

"Wait a minute," I called out to Sophia, "this soldier is not bad. If I'm not mistaken, there is no comrade among the twelve man-made gods of the coalition. What's her name? ”

The woman scratched her head and muttered to herself, "I should have said that......"

"I'll introduce you later," Sophia pushed open the door she was leaning on, "Now, Comrade Commander, the Global Democratic Alliance needs you to re-enter the battle, and the final battle is about to begin!" ”