There were several dull gunshots from inside the building, which were several seriously wounded Revolutionary Union soldiers...... In fact, with their injuries, if they could not be sent to the advanced medical cabin in time, they would have been powerless, and a group of prisoners could not enjoy the kind of medical facilities specially prepared for the big people, so these surrendered soldiers did not carry them out of the gatehouse......

It is better to die happily than to suffer unnecessary torture.

The soldiers searching for the building quickly ran out of it and nodded at the evolutionary.

"Good, hands-on."

With a wave of the evolutionary's arm, the soldiers of the group surrounding the group raised their weapons one after another.

"Wait—we've surrendered—"

"Da Da!!"

The shouts of the veterans were interrupted by a crisp sound, and the large-caliber warheads easily shredded the fragile human body, and one by one the Revolutionary Union soldiers who had laid down their weapons and had no ability to resist fell in pools of blood.

"Why?! We have laid down our arms! Why kill us?! ”

The gunfire stopped, and the veteran opened his eyes, and everyone but him had been killed.

"We don't need extra captives, we don't have extra supplies to feed you, and we don't have extra manpower to take care of you." The Evolver officer said indifferently, "Take him back to the fortress." ”

Two soldiers walked up, dragged the veteran from the ground with very rough movements, tied his hands, and escorted him into the compartment of an armored truck.

"Where are you taking me?"

"If you don't want to die, don't talk nonsense!" Both soldiers are evolutionaries, and the veteran is just a strengthened person, much stronger than him, under the suppression of the two, the veteran can't move at all, and was thrown directly into the innermost part of the carriage, and with a "bang", the door of the carriage was slammed shut.

(The so-called "strengthening people", also known as "drug strengthening people", is a new definition proposed by the Revolutionary Federation not long ago, through the injection of drugs, stimulate part of the potential of the human body, similar to transforming people, but there is no need to carry out large-scale body modification, only need to inject drugs on time every day for a period of time, there is a certain gap in the personal strength of strengthening people, the weakest strengthened people are equivalent to the elite soldiers of the old era, and the strongest strengthened people are slightly weaker than the first-level evolutionaries - of course, This strength refers to the comparison of hard attributes such as strength and agility, and in actual combat, due to the existence of various combat skills and other factors, the actual gap between the reinforcement and the first-level evolutionary is very small, which is the main means used by the Revolutionary Union to improve the quality of soldiers in the army. Addendum: Ratio of Reinforcements to Total Soldiers in the Current Revolutionary Coalition Army: 39.92%)

The armored truck started up, and after enduring a bumpy ride for half an hour, it finally stopped, and the two evolutionaries carried the veteran out of the car and sent him into a small, dark interrogation room.

The content of the interrogation is very simple, it is nothing more than the number of the Revolutionary Union army, the deployment of troops, the strategic plan, and so on...... As a low-level non-commissioned officer, the veteran didn't know much, so the interrogation ended very quickly.

"You're done asking...... Are you going to kill me? Seeing the interrogator standing up from behind the table, the veteran asked with a gloomy face, he already had an answer in his heart about his end.

"Originally, but your luck is good, General Cuenca's men just came with a message to save your life, now we will send you to him, as for what will happen after that, you can ask for more blessings."

Given that the veteran was very cooperative during the interrogation, the interrogator's attitude towards him was not bad.

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Cuenca is an Argentinian, thirty years ago, he was one of the most powerful warlords in South America, and also controlled nearly a quarter of the drug trade in South America, but in a conflict, Cuenca accidentally offended the United States, and after several wars, Cuenca lost most of his men, so he had to abandon his foundation in South America and flee to Asia.

The later plot is more dramatic, due to the tension between the United States and the Russian Federation, Cuenca applied for asylum in the Russian Federation in order to avoid the pursuit of the agents of the United States, and the Russian Federation agreed to Cuenca's request for political reasons.

Cuenca lived in Russia for ten years, until he joined the PROM Foundation, which at the time was only a scientific organization.

Cuenca was fierce by nature and known for his cruelty and viciousness - adjectives were not a compliment, but at the time, the PROM Foundation was in dire need of someone like him to manage its army.

At that time, the main component of the PROM Foundation's army was a group of mercenaries who had signed a long-term contract for more than fifteen years, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a rabble.

Later, the PROM Foundation became an organization, and various activities gradually went underground, and Cuenca disappeared from public view...... Became one of only three "generals" who organized the Guards.

Of course, Cuenca is also one of the very few people in the organization who know about the existence of the "Nine".

Although his rank of "general" is already the highest in the Guards, in fact, Cuenca's power has been hollowed out long before the outbreak of nuclear war...... The power in his hands was not even as high as that of the colonel who controlled the Sword Pavilion Fortress.

For the organization of this kind of treatment is almost indistinguishable from crossing the river and demolishing bridges, unloading the mill and killing donkeys, the dissatisfaction in Kunca's heart has long been accumulated, although he also joined the PROM Foundation in order to achieve his ambitions, but in any case, he has also contributed to the foundation, and even sold his life, but what he finally obtained was just a false title of "general".

The trigger for this discontent was the death of his youngest son - when he fled to Russia, Cuenca and his family were chased and killed by the agents of the United States, and his three wives, eldest son, second son and four daughters all died at the hands of the American agents, and only one of the youngest sons, who was only four years old, fled to Russia with him.

Although Cuenca later had many women, due to his age, he had lost the ability to have children, and the only remaining son became his only relative.

Cuenca doesn't think he's a good man, he's killed a lot of people, his hands are covered in blood, and countless families have been ruined because of him...... But as a father, he really loves his son, and for Cuenca, who is already entering his old age, this young son is his only hope in life.

But in the midst of a seemingly ordinary rebellion, a rebel soldier fired a shot at Cuenca's youngest son with a homemade powder gun, and the rudimentary, irregular, spherical projectile forged from pieces of iron passed through the gap in his armor and penetrated into his body, where it tumbled violently, creating a large cavity -

By the time Cuenca's youngest son was taken to the emergency station, he had already stopped breathing.

It was the darkest time of Cuenca's life, and he was not so desperate even when he fled to a foreign land and his wife was separated, and he once thought about killing himself, but several times, the muzzle of the gun was already in his mouth, and his fingers did not have the strength to pull the trigger.

He can't die yet...... He couldn't just die...... He wants revenge, he wants revenge on those who took everything from him!

The country of Rice, which once directly led to the destruction of Cuenca's family, has disappeared from the world, which has caused Cuenca to pour out all his twisted hatred on the "organization......

Not long after the appearance of the Revolutionary Union, he became a hidden shadow hidden within the organization of the Revolutionary Federation, a shadow with one of the best statuses.

Through the line of Cuenca, the Grim Union obtained a lot of important information, and even the design of the annihilation cannon was obtained by Cuenca.

Cuenca was so cautious that his identity was never revealed, and in the eyes of others, he was just an old man who loved cigars and wine, and would occasionally go to the course to play a few rounds of golf, and if it weren't for the rank of general on his shoulders, Cuenca would not be much different from an ordinary rich man living in the rich area of the sanctuary.

The captured rebel soldier was escorted into an underground passage and then taken to a train full of wounded soldiers—but before the train could reach the station, he was taken down again.

Escorting him was a mediocre-looking young man in an ordinary executor's uniform, but judging by the strength with which this man could easily lift him up with one hand, he was probably at least a second-level evolutionary.

"Get in." The man took him all the way to a small two-story building in the middle of the district, and although it was not known what shelter it was, it was a long way from the front line based on the estimated time spent along the way...... Although the atmosphere inside the shelters was also tense, at least there was no general martial law.

Glancing at the person escorting him, the veteran took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in.

There was only one person in the room, but the large number of electronic devices filled the otherwise spacious space, and it was difficult to find even a place to stay.

"Oh...... Are you here? The middle-aged man with long, dirty hair and a scruffy beard pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and said to him.

"Uh......" The veteran who was a captive didn't know how to respond to the other party's familiar greeting.

"Take your clothes off."

"W-What?!" The veteran was stunned for a moment, although he had already considered the worst outcome, but what the hell is this requirement for people to take off their clothes?

And also...... Didn't you say that the person you wanted to meet was the general Cuenca? Could it be that the guy in front of him, who looked to be in his early forties, dressed in tattered clothes, and had a foul smell on his body, was the general Cuenca?

"If you want to take it off, you will take it off, what nonsense!" The other party became a little impatient.

"Uh-oh." In order to save his life, the veteran can only choose to do it.

The original military uniform of the Revolutionary Alliance had already been taken off when he was captured, and the prison uniform he was wearing now was full of the smell of sweat, and after he took off the prison uniform, the middle-aged man directly threw a whole bag of clothes over.

"Put on these clothes."

It was the uniform of a Scout of the Guards, except that the inside of the gray velvet shirt was sewn with a palm-sized compartment stuffed into it.

"And this."

The middle-aged man took out a small electronic device, which the veteran of the Revolutionary Union recognized at a glance as a portable radio transceiver.

"Take these things with you, the guy outside will take you back to the Sword Pavilion Fortress, after which you will be assigned to a reconnaissance company of the Guards, and after six hours you will be given a reconnaissance mission, after leaving the fortress, find a way to get rid of or kill your teammates, and then run to an area where there is no radio interference, press the red button on this device, understand?"

"This is to make me ...... Passing on intelligence? The veteran's mind was very active, and he immediately understood what this man was trying to do.

"I'll ask you again, do you understand?" The middle-aged man did not answer his question.

"Understood."

"Repeat what I just said to you."

"I'll take these things with me, and the person outside will take me back to the Sword Pavilion Fortress, and I'll be assigned to the reconnaissance company of the organization's only troops, and I'll go out on reconnaissance missions six hours away, and after leaving the fortress, get rid of or kill my teammates, find an area without radio interference, and press this red button."

"Very good...... Remember, if you run away, the news of your surrender will reach the Union immediately, and your family will surely die, but if you complete this mission, not only will you and your family be fine, but you will also be rewarded with a large sum of money to spend the rest of your life comfortably. ”

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A refuge, a wealthy area, an underground golf course.

The bright artificial sun hung high above the clear blue sky formed by electronic screens, and an old white man with a bloated figure and a white beard was standing on the lawn, and with a flick of his club, the white golf ball rolled into the hole a few meters away.

At this moment, a bodyguard in a black suit walked forward quickly, attached himself to the old man's ear, and whispered: "General, the matter has been completed, and the prisoner has now been incorporated into the reconnaissance company." ”

"Got it." The old man ...... Cuenca nodded, and casually inserted the club into the bag next to him.