In the morning, the clear sun overflowed the glazed enamel window behind the shrine, reflecting a bunch of colorful alienation of the intersection, falling into the attic of the year, but it was still heavy and dusty, the so-called light and dust are like this. A little thin light swept the bottom of the steel blue pupils, unabashedly peeled out the helplessness inside, and then turned into a drop of warmth, falling, falling.

Simon's mustache grew thicker under his lips, and Simon rarely remembered how old he was, and when he picked up the recruits from Lone Pine Town, his father stood in front of his eldest son, who had to bend down slightly so that he wouldn't have to look up so that he could pat his shoulder like before, and said, "My son, you are already a man." ”

So, when the pale salty water of the Baltic Sea splashed over the landing craft and soaked the uniform, it no longer made sense to remember that he was eighteen or twenty years old, and the order of a qualified soldier, whether an enemy or a friend, was always simple, that is, to kill anyone who raised a gun against him before he could shoot him, and whether the enemy was a burly man of thirty years old, or a frail boy or girl of thirteen years old, or even a child of three years old.

Commanders don't need thinking soldiers.

Simon had to think about the fact that the tiny, film-covered nine-bar key was the Hydra Elixir, and he knew what the potion could bring, he only had one life, and he didn't reject the other side of the fate coin.

His hands twisted back and forth in his trouser pockets, a string of cast-iron keys followed by a gentle ringing, and his palms became more and more sweaty, even when he first entered the Columbus branch, he had never been so uneasy, and he tried his best to imagine all the numbers that had a special meaning for Hydra, the birthday of His Majesty the High King? The day Hydra was born? Or is it a major holiday? Or is it just a random branch head?

How many bits? Four? Six? Eight?

Simon let out a deep breath and paced irritably, the ubiquitous dust in the attic like maggots sticking to his shoulders, as if it had been abandoned except once after the news from the headquarters came a few days ago. Simon stood in front of the small window, the street was still sparsely populated in the morning, and there was a faint sound of squirming voices, Simon had looked at his watch, and it had been two quarters of an hour since he stepped into the branch. Simon could hear that Marco was not good enough to continue to wander, it was an adventure, and he could easily navigate among countless wasteland guests, but such a scrap shop must not be underestimated.

Hydra's civilian outposts? Columbus City stalking Hydra's stakes? Or even a spy for the Steel City Council? All kinds of speculation flew through his mind, and Simon's palm quietly rested on the windowsill, until the pain hit, and he suddenly woke up.

His heart was in turmoil.

Simon swept away the distractions, focused on himself, and recalled every word Seth had said before he left last night, no matter how much he smacked it, he couldn't figure out that he had mentioned the password, whether he simply didn't know or was it a deliberate test? If he didn't know, how could he deliberately mention anti-rejection drugs? How could a lonely Hydra, who had few words in a day, say a long sentence wrong?

Simon looked around the attic, and rightfully so, the shrine took over his entire field of vision, and a bolt of lightning struck, and so many of the Hydra were devout in Christ, what could be the answer?

Simon almost pounced in front of the cipher disk, pressed the number key "1", and then popped up a "*" sign, but Simon's heart sank, if it was "1225", then he would not be satisfied.

His finger hung in the air, Simon didn't dare to press it again, what if there was only one chance? After a little silence, Simon pressed the backspace key to change it to "0".

001225

Momentarily after pressing. "Dididi!" A rush of alarm bells, Simon's pupils shrank, and he immediately flew up, lifted his coat to cover his face, God knows what kind of fame this group of Hydra who are especially good at poisoning, after a long time, the five senses have been enhanced to the maximum, Simon has not noticed half a difference. He stared at the locker, his pupils shrinking and shrinking in an instant, and the six numbers were cleared.

Mistake.

What should that be?

"Boss, I'm almost done." walkie-talkie

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Marco asked, and downstairs there was a loud sound of what was apparently a soldier's step, and a dog barking abruptly. "The city defense army has stopped, chief, I'll withdraw for a while."

Downstairs in Hydra's apartment, the city defense army dressed in a summer desert digital short-sleeved military uniform looked at the unremarkable four-story brick building suspiciously, this is the city's civic area, and those who can obtain Columbus citizenship are all top-notch talents, although three or four out of ten died in last year's winter war, which has left a lot of vacancy, but it should not cause such a big reaction from the attack dogs.

"Sir, should we check?" The soldier struggled to pull the leash, and the brown-skinned bald dog the size of a foal was howling wildly at the side of the street, and the wild dog was extremely loyal once tamed, and most importantly could sniff out contraband, such as certain medicines, mutant parts.

"Slow down." The commander of the city defense army nodded in agreement, touched the gun in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

Simon's back suddenly chilled, and the city defense army began to ask the owner of the scrap shop, and the smell of the attack dog was a dark night lighthouse for him after the five senses were enhanced, since the secret door leaked the smell of toxins inside, the secret door would definitely be discovered if it didn't last long, he didn't care that the Columbus branch was discovered, the problem was that the city defense army stepped inside, and it was inevitable to be killed and injured by the ubiquitous traps.

Do you have to give up like this?

Don't hesitate!

Simon's mind went through it for the last time, the pure-bloods, the United faction ......, and in the pure-blood stronghold that Sez gave him, although Columbus was not among them, but the two factions were balanced, so what about the principal? His tendencies?

Perhaps, between the devil and the saints, there is only a difference between success and defeat.

Simon pressed the key again, and the first digit was still "1".

The soldiers finally knocked on the door ......of the apartment building, and the knock with their fists was accompanied by the soldiers' shouting: "Open the door!" Routine inspection of the city defense army! ”

Simon pressed the last number.

……

"Open this door." The attack dog on the side suddenly stopped barking, its forelimbs were on the ground, its hind limbs arched, and its fangs and muzzles took up more than half of its skull, and it kept whimpering low and thick nasal. The captain, a veteran who had survived the Winter War, understood what it meant, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers immediately picked up the butts of their guns and threw them at the lock of the fence in front of the door.

The tiger lock was smashed in half, and the soldiers raised their guns and approached the gate step by step, and just as the captain pulled out his pistol and was about to burst open with one shot, the door opened.

"What's the matter? Ah, Mr. Officer...... "Rubbing his brows as if he had just woken up, Simon just performed the impatient before smashing the door, and immediately changed into a flattering ordinary citizen when he met a soldier, he was not at all worried that calluses everywhere would betray his true identity, these days, clean and fair skin is a strange thing, who is not begging for food with an ordnance rake?

The captain glanced at the bookcase sofa behind Simon, he took the street household sheet handed by his hand, turned the pages one by one, and said, "Raymond Tulik, you are the owner of this building?" ”

Simon quietly released a trace of purple blood breath, and the attacking dog was violently wilted, squatting on his hind limbs, extremely well-behaved, before Hydra's upper bloodline, not to mention that it was a head attack dog, even the rotten wolf king was not worthy of being a fire to ignite Hydra's blood, if Simon was willing, he could even directly oppress the dog and faint.

"Cousin Thalik has gone north to buy goods, I only came recently." A few shiny threads of silk were firmly at Simon's feet, and if the city guards insisted on coming in to take a look, these few Beceras man-eating spider silks would be enough for them to be silent and unstoppable.

"Routine checks! Get out of the way! Suspected of contraband! "The captain's eyes are sharp, so many bookcases mean that this is a rich family, a clear smell of Jet medicine powder, what is there to say about a few less books and a few packs back and forth? Saying that, the captain is going to rush.

The bottom of the hand

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One light and one sent, the captain looked down, and the two general coupons with a denomination of 100 yuan slid into the sleeve tube with great precision, and the young man guarding the door still looked like a human and animal without a cover, and the captain's heart was full of waves, the general coupon could be stuffed in, and a knife was also stuffed in.

"It's a little bit of a thing, it's inevitable." Simon made a gesture of raising a glass and drinking, and the captain snorted heavily, although he was no longer leaving, he still pretended to be serious: "Have you reported it?" ”

Two more sheets.

"Remember to report next time!" Simon glanced at Marco on the corner of the street, and after the short-staffed city guards walked away, Simon whispered to Marco: "Go back and pick ten of the most reliable good guys, and come back at night." ”

Marco licked his lips and couldn't hide his excitement: "Good thing, good thing!" ”

"Tell Ramirez and Jonathan to pack up and we'll meet here at midnight." Simon pulled out a map of the branch and pointed to somewhere on the shores of Lake Aaron Creek, north of Columbus.

Marco nodded yes, but his steps did not move, and when he saw that there was no one around, he leaned closer and said, "Boss, that cub of Longhu, how to deal with it?" Fingers wiped his neck.

Simon had a headache when he heard this, Longhu was indeed supportive on the surface, and the financial masters behind him were Franz and Mellon, the ruling families who held military power, and the civil war had already been ignited, and it was more and more difficult to choose whether to seek skin with the tiger or take the chestnut from the fire.

Simon's eyes quietly flashed Adolfina's angry face, and he immediately said firmly: "If you are here, take him with you." ”

Marco snorted heavily, stopped talking nonsense, and strode away, while Simon reflexively returned to the Hydra branch, dismantling the deadly traps that ordinary people could not detect one by one, changing all of them to warning reports, and returning to the attic on the fourth floor.

At first glance, I thought it was the size of an ordinary safe, but after a little observation, I could see that the entire wall was hollowed out, and there were bottles of different colors and lengths. As for how to get what is out of reach, Hydrari still can't find a few people with the ability to control their bodies?

As the night wore on, Simon sat cross-legged on the floor where the dirt had almost accumulated several floors, and in front of him was a row of colorless, water-clear potion bottles that faintly reflected two shades of purple.

Simon stared at the tungsten steel dagger pierced on the wooden board, the pitch black surface without a single light, this dagger and the python revolver have accompanied him to this day since Fort Kent, and it is impossible to count how many enemies who wanted to take his life have died under it. Simon thought back to Adolfina's words over and over again, lingering.

"A quarter of Hydra are purebloods, literally not purebloods, but Hydra purebloods."

"Let me say that the nature of Darwinian society in the world has not changed! Big fish eat little fish! The new era does not tolerate the weak, but Hydra actually has someone who wants to tolerate? These people should be hanged! ”

"The darlings of the times will only pick one race!"

Drops of purple blood sank down the wall of the test tube to the bottom, pure purple and viscous and shiny, like the bone snail purple on the purple robe of the Roman emperor, every gram was better than the same weight of gold.

The purple blood that sank into the anti-rejection potion, condensed like a pearl, Simon stared tightly, and sure enough, as he expected, in the end, it was helpless to disintegrate, and the clear water turned into purple blood, only a little changed, that is, it was not so viscous.

It's not so deadly.

Simon inserted ten bottles of anti-rejection medicine back into the test tube rack, stood up, stepped on a page of purple emblem on the soles of his feet, and could barely read a few lines through the lingering moonlight. "After pure blood is coagulated, it must be ...... by a high bloodline", "The blood of Hydra comes from His Majesty, and the second is the purple-blooded one......"

Marco's call came over the walkie-talkie: "Boss, we're almost there." ”

"Roger, come in." Simon stood by the small window with his hands in his hands, eleven figures were fleeting, and when the light and shadow passed, Simon thought that tonight was a full moon.

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