The warm yellow sun in Chicago earlier seemed a little listless, hanging on the top of high-rise buildings like a boiled egg, the sun shone on the body is not hot or warm, and the cold wind blowing from the lakeside earlier makes people feel that it is a little cold today, and the chill penetrates into the heart with the light shining on the chest, making people can't help but tighten the collar of the windbreaker and hurriedly pass by the door of the North and South Memorial Hospital where the siren sounds.

On the thirteenth floor of the inpatient department, the elevator door opened in a jingle bell, and Schneider stepped out of the elevator and stopped, he was stopped, not because of someone, but because of something.

A disaster that happened last night.

It was like a subway train squeezing into this not-so-spacious corridor, but we didn't find the wreckage of the train, only a body and a boy. ’

These are the exact words that Ryder, the instructor of the freshman war practice class, told him on the phone, and this description is not an exaggeration in the current situation, the furrows that spiral to the end of the walls, the cracks in the walls that are all over the corner, and the bare rough steel bars, the potholes and potholes look like the floor has been splashed with strong acid... This level of destruction is simply not something that can be done by humans overnight, and if it wasn't the Chicago subway that drove into the inpatient unit last night, it must be a professional demolition construction team.

Schneider stopped at the elevator entrance not because of this scene of ruins, he had seen a lot of cruel and complete destruction, but there was no scene like this corridor, even after the precipitation of time, the residual violence and ferocity in the air still lingered.

All you need to breathe in is to smell the smell of blood gushing out of the blade's skin, and if you listen carefully, you can hear the ghost's wail before dying and the ruthlessness of the ghost's blade piercing through the air.

Schneider saw the last survivor, he sat at the end of the corridor, facing the sunny window, and when he looked up, he could see that the naturally 'warm and cold' sun was falling little by little, and even the shadow of the person was also elongated little by little.

He walked behind the boy and stood still, not saying anything, just looking at the corpse in front of the boy, half leaning against the wall, dried and discolored flesh vines climbing all over the wall, gray bone wings embedded in the left and right walls, and the cross nailed to the people above, except for a blurred girl's face hidden in the gray minced flesh to hide from the morning sun shooting from the window overhead.

"Her name?" Lin Nian asked.

"Did it matter until now?" Schneider said.

"Yes." Lin Nian nodded, was quiet for a while, and then asked, "Will all Deadpool be like this after they die?" ”

"Do you mean religious?" Schneider looked at the twisted and bewitching frenzied art on the wall and shook his head: "Unfortunately, it's not like that, most Deadpools want to be a puddle of scattered black mud when they die, and splash ink on the ground like fishy black oil." ”

"She's special?"

"It may be attributed to her spirit of words, I heard Ryder's report, you have tried out her spirit of words, do not move the imperial order, if it is this spirit of words, it may be that her strong desire to survive before her death gave her flesh and blood perception, causing every inch of her body to want to flee in a different direction, and finally evolved into this appearance."

"What are you going to do with the corpse?" Lin Nian looked at the mottled and crazy 'mural' and asked.

"Burn it, there is too much DNA left in this floor, usually in this case, we will burn the corpse and destroy the traces, and then let the relevant commissioner pretend to be a firefighter to check whether there is any remaining evidence for a second erasure." Schneider said.

"This is a hospital, you want to burn the hospital?"

"We can blow up this hospital if we have to, the reason for the fire is that it is in disrepair and the circuit is aging, and I think the guys in the equipment department will be happy to fund us with some of the new bombs they are working on." Schneider said calmly.

Lin Young smiled a little, thinking that if this was a mission in the White House, there was a high probability that the White House would fall into disrepair and go on a small fire, and then be blown up by the Executive Department.

He shook his head: "So this mission is considered complete." ”

"It's done." Schneider said lightly: "In addition, Ryder said that he was sorry that he was derelict as the commander of this mission and made a lot of wrong judgments and decisions, which led to putting the mission commissioner in a dangerous situation." ”

"Is this the first time Instructor Ryder has taken on the duties of a commander?" Lin Nian suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"You sent an unskilled commander to command a group of boy soldiers."

"Yes."

"I kind of understand what the academy means." Lin Nian sighed.

"Someone will always stand up, wave the banner of the black sails, and be the first to set foot on the land of Troy, even if he will die according to the oracle." Schneider said.

"It's hard to believe that the words of such a god stick would come out of the mouth of the head of the executive department." Lin Nian was a little surprised, he remembered that he had heard this 'prophecy' in a class in the academy.

"No, that's not what I said, it's a message from the principal to ACE before the start of the war practice class." Schneider looked at Lin Nian and said lightly.

“ACE？”

"The MVP and eye-catcher in the mission, not many people know what happened last night, so many people think that ACE should be rated to Caesar who is improvising and controlling the field in time, but in the end ACE still gives it to you." Schneider bowed slightly: "So I'll tell you this sentence now." ”

"Probably the students will think that there is a shady scene..."

"Caesar had no opinion on this, he had no opinion on the person concerned, and no one else should have an opinion." Schneider said, "The next CC1000 express train that takes you back to the academy will leave in an hour. ”

"In such a hurry? I thought I'd like to stay for lunch. Lin Nian touched his stomach.

"As an ACE in the freshman war practice class, you were invited to the principal's office for an afternoon tea, according to the principal's personality, he will prepare good black tea and exquisite biscuits and pastries in advance, which should be considered a special honor among your students, I don't think you want to be late."

"Today?"

"Today."

"Looks like I'm in a hurry." Lin Nian got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, Schneider noticed that there were many torn places on his clothes: "Are you hurt?" ”

"Nope." Lin Nian shook his head.

"It's hard not to get hurt fighting this kind of monster, even if it's based on the 'S' class physical test results." Schneider tilted his head and looked at the boy in front of him with iron-gray eyes: "You used the spirit of words." ”

He used affirmative sentences, without a trace of doubt, staring at Lin Nian's gaze like a hook to pull out the boy's deepest secret, which is why most people are reluctant to look at the head of the executive department.

"Play on the spot." Lin Nian swept past Schneider, took a few steps in the corridor, lowered his head and picked up the hilt of a short knife.

"The school board has been questioning why you, as an 'S' class, don't have a word, and it looks like you can gag them when you go back this time." Schneider turned around, and Lin Nian had already walked up to him and handed him the handle of the knife and a Glock pistol.

"It's a pity that the weapons of the Executive Department were damaged." Lin Nian said.

"No, it's a pity that the Executive Department didn't give you a weapon worthy of this kind of high-intensity combat." Schneider took the hilt of the knife and the pistol: "It should be very difficult for you to execute the enemy without the tools, and what do you end the battle with in the end." ”

"Guns." Lin Nian said.

"But you should only have Frigga bullets."

"Friga's bullets are too gentle, and it is recommended that the students be equipped with live ammunition in the future war practice classes, and only when they know that what they have in their pistol can kill people and knock on the trigger will they need to really make up their minds." Lin Nian said lightly.

"That's what I suggested to the school board." Schneider sneered twice, he took out the sealed bag and loaded the handle of the knife and the pistol into it, and didn't ask Lin Nian where the live ammunition came from: "At the discretion of the school board, the mission file will be sealed and transferred to the confidential inventory of 'A+', and your resume will also add an additional experience of completing the 'A+' task, but the rest of the freshman files will only be 'A', I hope you can understand what I mean." ”

"Secret, understand, fighting dragons alone, this shouldn't cause me any trouble, right?" Lin Nian broke his neck, and maintaining a movement for a long time made his body feel a little sore.

"No, that's exactly what the school board wants to see, a 'hero' and a 'TheOne' jumping out of the ordinary, what you should be worried about is that all kinds of cumbersome things will continue to find you in the future." Schneider sneered.

"For example?"

"A special mission or something."

Lin Nian turned his head sideways and didn't say anything about it, just patted his ass and walked to the elevator in the distance, he raised his hand and waved it as a goodbye, but he didn't know if the other object was standing in place Schneider, or something that had long been lost in the depths.