"Stepping on ......"

A heavily armed warrior stepped on the stagnant water in the sewer, trotted up to Colonel Stryker, and said, "Report sir, after two hours of searching, at the mouth of well D0324 at the intersection of 53rd Street and Tenth Avenue, we finally found a hole behind a cement stone wall, may I ask, what should we do next?" ”

"Sewer Wellhead ......, 53rd Street, 10th Avenue, D0324"

Unlike the Sentinel Soldiers, who also wore gas masks, Stryker was dressed in a simple canvas uniform, and he didn't care about the foul smell of the stinky gutter next to him, so he spread out a 1:1000 map of the Hudson Riverside Park area, found the D0324 sewer, and measured the distance between it and the base below the riverside park with a ruler.

"Smack!"

In the middle of the sound, Stryker slapped the makeshift tactical table and said: "The straight-line distance is 230 meters, less than a kilometer, immediately send the spider-man, probe it, and see where it leads!" ”

"This ......" the sentry warrior hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, those spider robots are only one meter high, and the passage behind the stone wall has half a meter of water, and the eight-legged spiders are going down... Will there be a short circuit in the water? ”

"Half a meter deep?" Stryker was shocked when he heard this, and said incredulously: "We searched the surrounding sewers, D0324 should be the only exit, it should be the passage connecting the base to the outside, is it dripping for mutants to enter and exit?" ”

"We don't know." Sentinel Warrior said honestly.

With a half-muffled groan, Stryker said, "Check the tunnel water for anomalous toxins... If that's all right, use the hovercraft to transport weapons and ammunition, and let the two squads go down to explore the way. ”

Half an hour later, Stryker looked at the red dot that suddenly ran counter to the base of Riverside Park, and couldn't help but pick up the communicator and shouted, "Team 1, Team 2, what are you doing, why are you getting farther and farther away from the goal?" ”

"We, Ziz... Ziz ......"

"Hey, what's the matter with you guys? Hey......"

Stryker's face was gloomy, he looked up at the remaining three squad leaders opposite, and said, "The first and second squads have lost contact, what do you think?" ”

"Well, sir, isn't this signal gone?"

The leader of the third squad, who had an eagle's head medal on his shoulder, said as he pointed to the small red dot on the screen that was getting farther and farther away.

"Even the communicator was lost, isn't it a loss of contact?"

Stryker glared at the guy angrily, and continued to order: "Three, four, and five squads, this time you go together, this time with an all-rubber foam raft, you don't get wet, just squat on the raft and hide behind the blast shield, two people in one, connected with hook locks." Three squads of 60 people, thirty rubber boats, and even a line in the city are hundreds of meters long, I don't believe that this time I will still lose contact inexplicably! ”

Another half an hour later......

"Mother Fake, how is this possible? The straight-line distance is only a few hundred meters, and even if there are many curves, how can I not even have a chance to send a message with my thirty ships? ”

Stryker walked around the makeshift command post in frustration, and finally, he stopped and said to his deputy, "Go get a suit of combat uniforms, I'll see it myself." ”

The adjutant was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly persuaded: "Sir, you have to think twice, this has already trapped 100 elite sentinel soldiers, and it will be useless for you to go!" ”

Stryker was unmoved, just pointed to the monitor screen on the tactical table, and said, "Look, those 100 pigs are not dead yet, and their vital signs are still bright green, Fack, a group of pigs... No, it's not as good as pigs, and it takes hours to catch 100 fat pigs that are messing around. ”

The adjutant looked down, and sure enough, the 100 sentinel fighters really weren't dead. Vital signs are graded on five scales, with bright green being the healthiest and descending to dark green, light yellow, dark red, and black for death.

Obviously, those 100 Sentinel Warriors are still in good shape.

Just as Stryker changed into a combat uniform and put on a gas mask, and was about to return to his old job, the phone rang in the command headquarters.

At this time, there are not many people who can get through this call, and Stryker also walked a few steps, picked up the phone and asked, "Hey, this is Stryker, please ......"

"Mother Fake! Stryker, what the hell are you doing? I asked you to scout the mutants, why did you give me a flooded Manhattan? “

Stryker was stunned, and wondered: "Mr. Bolívar, I am now scouting the mutant base in the sewers of Riverside Park, and I am indeed following your instructions, keeping a low profile and being cautious not to make a big mess... For this reason, my headquarters are placed in the sewers. ”

"Forget it, I was woken up as soon as I fell asleep, and I can't stand the toss when I'm old... I'll help you get through to Bloom, he's one of us, and he's a New York councilor, and even if he loses the mayoral race, he's still a Manhattan landlord, so talk to him about it! ”

"Doodoo ......"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Stryker was at a loss.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Without making Stryker wait, Councillor Bloom's phone call soon followed.

"Hello, I'm Bloom."

"Hello, I'm Stryker, Colonel, ...... now"

Before Stryker could explain his identity, Bloom smiled and said, "Hahaha, Colonel Stryker, you're the supernova of our federation, and I've been friends with you for a long time!" However, you can't do this today. ”

"Well, Councilor Bloom, I'm just catching mutants in the sewers, and it doesn't affect New York, right?" Stryker asked tentatively.

Bloom didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "An hour ago, the Manhattan police station was flooded, and half an hour later, Times Square on Seventh Avenue... Hmm, it stinks, it's turned into a septic tank, and it's conservatively estimated that New York lost at least 500 million tonight, and that's it, it's still not because of the aftermath ... Oh, by the way, don't think it's none of your business, right now, dozens of media outlets are surrounding your 60 stinking sentinels... shit, those reporters are really hard enough, you turn on the TV and watch it yourself... Oh my God, isn't that ABC's Anna? For the sake of the interview, she actually walked around on the poop in stockings, vomit, jesus, I not only played with it, but also... Vomiting ......"

Stryker's temporary headquarters was fully equipped and soon connected to a satellite signal to broadcast New York current events.

At this time, the picture happened to be tuned to ABC TV, and I saw that Anna reporter handed the microphone to a sentinel soldier covered in brown and yellow filth, uh, that soldier happened to be the leader of the third squad just now.

"Yes, we are the Special Operations Team of the Sentinel Headquarters, this time led by Commander Stryker, five squads, 100 fighters, together to launch an attack on the mutant base under the Hudson Riverside Park." 166 Reading Network