Sweat stuck to Simon's forehead, binding the ends of his hair to his face covered with ashes, blood spots, and salivation, which should have been a color photograph, but in the rapid overload of AATS, everything was losing focus and color. Leica's expensive lenses shattered to the ground, splashing countless crystals, and God picked up an old-fashioned Zeiss camera, and the world froze in a flash of magnesium light, covering the building, which was actually mostly black and white.

Simon solidified into a statue, only Magnum in the revolver spewed out a large burst of gunfire, rifling the bullet to rotate, another gray-white statue flickered slightly, and the painter's paintbrush was covered with paint, brushing its eye sockets.

"Bang!" The Living Queen screamed, and the two Magnum hit in a straight line, the first one burst the Queen's eye socket guard, and the second one pierced the pupil! The Living Queen screamed desolately, its smoky makeup melting, black blood flowing. When the king is humiliated, the courtiers die. The living corpse was close enough to see the dirt and blood stains on the sharp nails. Most of them wore black and red cloaks, stained with the blood of their compatriots and enemies. Yes, the world has returned to color.

"Phew!" Four gunshots rang out, so piercing in the building where the gunfire had faded away, and four more dead corpses were on the ground. Even though Simon had hundreds of rounds of ammunition on his back and a reserve nest in the palm of his left hand, he didn't have time to reload. The living corpse approached with a fishy wind, and the revolver slammed into the door of one of the living corpses, and the saber pierced the throat of the first living corpse that pounced on him, and Simon was drowned by the living corpse.

"Latin Han, Kelly, and Ulz are confirmed dead, and two others are incapacitated." The blast shield was high, blocking the entrance to the staircase, and the captain of Team A reported the casualties to Rand, and there were only five people left in Team B, including the captain, who were all struggling to hold on to their shields, and no matter how Team A fired at the shooting holes, the living corpses covered in shields did not flinch, and they all ended up together. "Hold your ground, Team B has reached the 12th floor, and the living corpses in the lair should all be in your direction, just away!" On the other side of the walkie-talkie, the intensity of the exchange of fire was not high, and the RAND team was only harassed by stragglers. However, compared to the head-on confrontation of Team A, the gradual luring ambush also reduced the number of fighters of Team B to seven.

"Correction, guest killed." Kenan, who returned to his starting position, said that the old fritter had a sniper rifle at hand, but he still sat back and watched the living corpse pounce on Simon. The living corpse's furious bite will gnaw the victim into a white skeleton in tens of seconds, and now, a minute has passed.

"Received, let him go, the mission remains the same, clean up the living corpses." Rand was silent for a while, the matter has come to this, there is no word defeat in Longhu's dictionary, either complete the task or destroy the whole army. "Wait......" Kenan had just finished reporting the situation, the pile of living corpses seemed to be loose, and several living corpses rolled down lifelessly, Kenan set up a McMillan sniper rifle, and the pile of living corpses like building blocks was shaking! Then, Simon, who seemed to have taken a bath in crude oil, stood up suddenly, "Bang! The python roared, Simon pinched the throat of the living corpse and raised it, the barrel of the gun was stuffed into the mouth of the animal, and it exploded with one shot!

"Want to eat me?" Simon muttered, a wave of prostration coming to mind, as the watch's mechanical hour hand slowly returned to zero, as did the minute and second hand. The increase in AATS strength has not yet dissipated, Simon kicked the living corpse and separated, he was all jet black, and the only different color could only be his eyes, steel blue, as cold and hard as steel. It doesn't matter if the world loves him or not, it doesn't matter if it's a color, the sky gives it a blue pupil, so he gives back to the darkness. Simon trembled and took out the first-aid injection and injected a heart booster. "Whew." Simon's lips were foaming pink, blood climbing the whites of his eyes, and blood dripping out of his nose. If there was a more terrible male lion, it would be a male lion who was wounded and enraged.

The aftermath of the overload brutally pounded his head, pounding the central nervous system, Simon clutched his head and howled in pain, not like a human, almost like the unwilling roar of a dying beast. The Dragonlake mercenaries had all been trained in the wasteland, and they had never seen anything weird and weird, but Simon's howl to break his vocal cords still made their hearts tremble. Kennan, in particular, remembered a phrase.

Hydra, blood debt and blood repayment.

Almost like a survival instinct, Kenan pulled the trigger with his index finger, aiming at neither the living corpse nor the living queen, but Simon's heart, and only one bullet was needed to make up for his previous mistakes. It is a grave mistake to abandon the de facto companions. "Wait for what?" The Commander replied.

"Guest ......" Before he could pull the trigger, Simon jerked his head back, his scarlet eyes glaring at Kenan's soul. The next moment, Simon was gone, out of support, or rather backstabbing range.

High in the air behind, blocked entrances on the side, and the Living Queen in front. Simon had no choice, his eyes darkened, and he struggled to suppress his fainting tendencies. The living corpses were fearful, and these beasts, driven purely by bloodthirsty desires, actually knew to be afraid, and this man knocked down a dozen living corpses. Simon silently pulled the magazine out of his backpack and reloaded. "Ping-pong ping-pong!" He pushed forward resolutely, with no one beside him, no one behind him, and he alone.

The dense gunfire rang out again, and Team A heard the signal that Simon was still fighting, a sense of honor is a luxury, but a sense of security and trust is something that mercenaries must maintain, especially the Longhu mercenaries in the Marine Corps Discipline, after all, they did not choose to leave their compatriots who were fighting alone, whether this person was part of Longhu or not.

Those who fight side by side are part of them.

Simon pulled out a second first-aid injection and plunged it into his thigh, his steps staggering, his marrow boiling with heat, driving away the cold that penetrated in. "Bang la la la~" He heard the flying sound of Team D re-erecting the tightrope a hundred meters away, "George, let's go!" Along with the shouts of the D-Team members in the air. Even if there are countless bullets flying in front of you. "Hell~" Simon also heard Kenan's remorseful muttering behind him who had broken his creed.

"Grenade!" An oval grenade was thrown from the palm of Team A's team and fell into the crowd of living corpses crowded at the queen's feet, dozens of pairs of thin feet plucked the grenade. "Khooth!" The shockwave carried the prefabricated fragments and knocked down a large number of living corpses, and also shook Simon to his back and fell.

"Are you okay?" The ears were blurry, and there was déjà vu behind the gas mask, vaguely the mercenary Ryan who threatened to kill him, and saw Simon snorting his lips and unable to move. She shouted, "Cover! With pigtails around the back of her neck, her brother Ritas picked up two assault rifles and fired wildly at the fleeing corpse. Ryan grabbed Simon's trousers and lifted him up on his knees, and the four mercenaries lined up in a horizontal line and resumed their attacking stance.

"What's my name, handsome little man?" Ryan was afraid that Simon would never wake up after he passed out.

"You?" Simon is scraping his shallow braincase?

"Gram...... Klein? ”

"Remember, my name is Ryan James! R-Y-A-N！ Do you remember? Heavy breathing engulfed the drowsiness of the storm.

"I remember."