"Ah......h

Setting the unconscious Maria aside, Marcus let out a low roar in his throat like a wounded beast.

Once a member of the Cobra team under the command of the War Watcher, he was forcibly "sent" by Hoffman to other maps, and he had already seen countless battlefields before arriving on Mars.

From the ancient desert 2,000 years ago, to the barren moon many years later, he has almost witnessed the possible battles in "War Paradise", which can be said to be truly experienced.

In fact, it is precisely because of his iron will and strong psychological qualities that Marcus will become one of the commanders of the Cobra squad.

But even so, when he "shuttled" for the last time and arrived on Mars, he still had serious psychological problems:

Although he survived, no one could maintain a healthy state of mind after countless hellish battles in a row. What's more, the intensity of the war that Marcus has seen has long exceeded the limit of human tolerance!

Then, this guy, who has seen almost all the wars in the world, became a veritable "war observer", and his sanity finally returned to zero, and his spirit completely collapsed, and he became what he is now.

Marcus remembers even feeling a sense of relief when his body was burned down during the ship's landing and was about to die. It's a pity that when I opened my "eyes" again, I soon realized that I was still alive.

To this day, Marcus still remembers the situation of that day vividly:

When he woke up, thinking he had fallen into hell, he looked up and found himself sitting in the metal capsule of the spaceship, surrounded by steel bulkheads that reflected a dim silver light.

"Am I alive? Wrong...... It's simply not possible...... How can I ......"

Marcus muttered incoherently, even though he was lucky to survive, but there was not the slightest joy in his voice, but full of undisguised remorse.

- If I hadn't been bent on surviving, I wouldn't have worked so hard, right? Now it seems that it is better to be dead......

Thinking of this, Marcus also decisively slammed into the metal bulkhead, intending to commit suicide neatly. But he finally made up his mind to give up his life, but he was stopped by an invisible force.

The force that blocked his suicidal behavior pressed him to the bed, not to mention suicide, he couldn't even move his fingers, only his head could make movements.

"Are you...... Who? ”

Looking at the dark shadow pressing from the other side of the capsule, Marcus let out a stunned sound. Two seconds later, the look of surprise on his face turned to consternation, and two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He heard the male voice he would never forget—from the "War Watcher":

"It's me, Marcus."

“BOSS……”

Marcus's face was covered with tears and snot, and the "old man", who had walked through countless battlefields and was already old, showed a strange expression that could not be described in words, crying and laughing on his face, which had been burned black by the flames, like a devout believer seeing the gods appear before him:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I have lived up to your expectations, I am a disgrace to the Cobra Squad...... Thank you for coming to my rescue! Thank you, thank you......"

Marcus didn't know what he was talking about, he just sat at the head of the bed with tears in his eyes, watching the shadow approach him.

Even to the elite of the Cobra Squad, the War Watcher is a mysterious existence, as the leader of the organization, this guy has never appeared on any occasion, and the level of mystery is comparable to that of the leader of the "Black Coat" in a certain Dongying Island country.

This time, the war observer still did not appear, and his body was completely enveloped in a layer of black air, but his neurotic voice, Marcus would never be mistaken:

"I know where you've been, and I'm glad to see you come back to me. So now...... Will you continue to serve me? ”

"Of course, of course!" Marcus nodded without hesitation.

"Listen up, this will be your last mission." The voice of the war watcher floated from the dark shadows: "Just do as I say, and I will grant you any wish." ”

Hearing this, Marcus smiled happily on his smoking face, his burnt facial muscles trembling hard, and opened his mouth to say his only remaining wish:

"Can you resurrect Mary? She's dead...... Do you know who Mary is? She was captured with me and died on the battlefield in Africa! ”

"I see." The dark shadow made a motion similar to a nod: "I can get her back to you, but I can't bring back her 'soul', I can only give you an empty shell." Is that okay? ”

"Anything, as long as she stays alive!" Marcus' voice was eager.

- Thrown into other "worlds" with Maria, he has already established a close relationship that goes beyond friendship and love, and he fights on various battlefields with the disabled woman.

He had saved Mary's life many times, and Mary had helped him escape from the hunt. In the wild battlefields of Africa, if it weren't for his retreat, Maria wouldn't have been shot by the AK-wielding thugs.

Because of this, for Marcus, resurrecting Mary was the only wish left in his heart.

After he made his request, the black shadow immediately nodded:

"I can meet your needs. However, I can only 'resurrect' her once. Also keep in mind that if you encounter an invincible opponent, just kill her to gain great power. ”

With that, the dark shadow of the War Watcher disappeared from the capsule, and the charred skin on Marcus's body was instantly replaced with hard steel.

As the invisible force that held him in place dissipated, Marcus finally stood up again, and before he could confirm where he was, he heard the voice of an electric wheelchair:

"You're here......"

Looking at the silver-haired woman in a wheelchair with only the upper half of her body remaining, Marcus strode forward and hugged the "old fellow" who accompanied him from birth to death with his metallic skin-covered arms.

"Thank you, Warwatcher......" Marcus fell to his knees, staring at the silver-haired woman in front of him:

"This time, I won't leave you behind."

……

"I promise."

Consciousness returned from the memories to reality, Marcus's voice was unequivocal, and he laid the unconscious Maria flat on the sand, then stood up and strode back in the direction of the battlefield.