Ding~" The iron claw hooked the side crack of the drainage groove, and in a sore tooth squeak, first a dirty palm climbed, and then half of his body squeezed up, Simon squeezed out every bit of strength in his bones, and finally threw himself out of the lifting platform.

He breathed the air as greedily as if he were about to drown, and the long-defunct air circulation system of the Vault had to send back and forth the already foul-smelling internal breath, which was enough for Simon. It was difficult to open the eyelids when they were closed like a lead block, so Simon split his index finger, grabbed his eye sockets, and then hit the waist with a hard blow, and the extremely painful lightning thundered through his mind, and finally, he gained a trace of strength.

Simon didn't move on, he slowly sat down against the door, silently reloading the revolver nest one by one, and the loud and sharp sound in front of him was violent, even in his heyday, he could not necessarily get out of this living corpse lair, how many inhabitants there were in Mandsville, and then there were as many ghouls, which can be regarded as a natural cycle of some meaning.

So, he's waiting.

Drop by drop of blood seeped out of the placket of his garment, yes, drop by drop, there was not much blood left for him to shed, and the last dignity he thought of was to die sitting rather than lying down. He remembered the stories he had shared during his military career, the songs and aphorisms that were only circulated among soldiers. For example, the "masters" of the Hürtgen Forest during World War II, the Siberian ghouls, if they sleep forever with spirits, it is indeed very good.

However, he was doomed to disappointment.

"Can't hold on?" The next hook snapped up, and Sezi spun out, picked up Simon's lower armpit and lifted it up, Simon raised the revolver that he had always held tightly in his hand, and responded, snorting heavily, and the activated carbon in the gas mask absorbed most of the toxins, leaving a sparse and charred residue for people to evaluate. Sezi patted Simon on the back of the neck as if he were carrying a goose.

"At this time, even if you are trying to go into the bone marrow, you have to go down."

Ploughed back and forth twice, the living corpses in the upper shelter were quite panicked, and the few brave ones who drilled out of the ventilation tunnel were directly shot to death, but the smell of human blood that could not be contained was quickly consuming the few patience of the living corpses, these satanic creatures were bloodthirsty by nature, and cowardice was only a temporary choice.

“Shot! just fucking shot!” Seiz roared, a flare "hissed" and ignited, the ghosts walked by night, the living roamed, and Simon raised his hand and shot. "Bang~" The gunfire rang out and gradually annihilated.

Seth shouted and drew his saber and stabbed into the skull of the living corpse that struck him in the chest, Simon looked at the fluffy blood flowers flying out of the dim daylight, dense as the footsteps of the drumbeat, the living dead couldn't wait to devour the flesh of the living, the trigger was pulled again and again, and in the countless shaft climbs, the remaining physical strength was all gone, he wanted to live.

The blade of the knife cut off the rolling head shoulder-to-shoulder, Sezi flicked his backhand, and the pistol was very close to being pierced, but the invincible gun fighting skills in the battlefield in the past were more and more confined to the narrow passage, every time a living corpse fell, it was three heads to make up, and the bullets flew fiercely, and he could no longer find the gap Silver Dragon appeared, the bullets were exhausted, eye to eye and hand to hand, Rao was him, and he could not be deterred by these strict meanings, which was the bloodline source of "born from the same root".

If you survive this time, you should really have a drink, Simon tilted his head slightly, the case of the AATS watch was opened, he gently dialed the hour hand, "click-click......" his time, and went backwards and forward, 10987654321......

He stood up, let the ghosts pounce and did not move, "poof...... throat was also hit by a pair of miserable white fangs, Simon held the living corpse in front of him, the Byzantine purple pupils were so frightened that they shattered the heart behind the bloody eyes, but only the hands parted.

Dripping flesh and blood poured down, a touch of dark purple swept by, as long as the moon is in this world, the emperor will never fall, and the dynasty will never end. Purple eyes flashed. "Hum~" An extremely strong mental disorder bulged out, and in an instant, ripples swept away, and a circle of evil ghosts was irresistibly torn and blown away.

Sezi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pulled on the skull face towel, and sank

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On one knee, he looked up at the purple-blooded man whose blood suddenly throbbed so much that even he felt frightened, his wrist shook, and he bounced up, guarding Simon's back, and he suddenly understood why the regent had to take Simon here in such a big move, that he would rather use his life's prestige at the cost of Hydra to wipe him out.

The lone wolf is difficult to winter, and the wolves can pass, but there can only be one wolf.

……

As soon as the leather boots arrived, Adolfina clenched the whip tail tightly, and made a shaft on her toes, which was supposed to be used as a waist to break her long tail, but it became an excellent starting point, she shouted, her arms suddenly exerted force, and the whole person spun, spinning with the whole flesh-eating beast, her red hair was the most intoxicating color of the eye of the storm, and it was the most brilliant divine light in the pupils of these eyes.

The long tail flew away, Adolfina did not abate, bent her knees and bowed, and rushed forward like a cheetah, but looking at the run, it was actually better than the flying curve, before the meat eater hit the ground, she jumped lightly, and clenched her pink fist again, which was a fierce blow to the head!

"Bell!" The skin and flesh intersected, but there was the sound of gold and iron, this punch, just one punch, the flesh-devouring beast that was famous for its outer armor for a while directly sunken its face, "cooing" and wailing, this is not a resentful hiss, it is a real wail.

"I'm not your master." Adolfina naturally understood the cry of the beast that she had tamed with her own hands, she spat out pink blood foam, coughed a few times, and said in a loud voice: "Your master, riding on your back, I will kill you first." ”

"I don't care what you say, I'm not your master."

She watched the flesh-eater gradually creep down, the reckless scales on its back finally reflected a cold and hard cold light, and the four whip tails pierced into the black mud, Adolfina knew that when it got up again, she would no longer be able to reach the vital point, and the love was exhausted, each for its own master, then there was no other way to talk about anything else.

With her red hair fluttering and her braided ties falling down the trade winds into Lake Erie, she shouted, running again with persistence.

Until night, until snow fell all over the palace.

……

The newly born second ability became an invisible long whip in Simon's hands, and it was all rotten under a flick, and the extremely powerful mental disorder drove away those living corpses that smelled blood and came back and forth, and the pupils were pierced by an inch, and at this moment Simon opened the way, and Seth got some respite, so it took a lot of energy to deal with Draenor and more Crimson Guards, not to mention that he had been following for a long time, and it was always much more attrition than the enemy.

Following in Simon's footsteps, a little jealousy rose in Sezi's heart, why? Why can't this hairy boy be ahead of the curve? By a bit of luck? Or is it just from the pre-war glow? Even Hydra was prying? Adolfina didn't know whether he was alive or dead at this time because of him, why? Why?

Seth couldn't give his own answer, he habitually raised his pistol, a slashing knife, it was a living corpse head crushed into scum in his hand, he knew very well, all he needed to do was raise the gun and hit the nobody in front of him, not only the puppeteer, but the regent also rewarded him, and furthermore, he could have more, more things that belonged to him, his people.

Here, it's just the two of them, and behind it, he's the only one.

"Let this dance take away all her sorrow and pain, she will never leave, she will not abandon them......" The little fishing boat on the shore of Lake Erie, the petite girl climbed the tattered mast, put her hand on the pergola, looked at the north shore, she jumped down, sat cross-legged opposite the boy, raised her head and hummed softly, until the bright red filled his eyes, he knew that it was called joy.

"Never want to leave, will not forsake them......"

"They danced all day."

"Until night, until snow falls all over the palace."

Sezi slowly raised the muzzle of the gun and firmly pressed the trigger on Simon, and the 5.7mm bullet extinguished the clusters of flames like a wave, extinguishing the senseless restlessness among the living, and he released

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Slowing down, clearing the corner next to Simon, who was only looking ahead. He bit down on the tranquilizer in his chest, his teeth shattered the test tube, and the glass residue mixed with strands of astringency swallowed into his belly, followed by extreme calmness and stillness.

Lake Erie was never a gentle mother, on the contrary, he was a father, harsh and unforgiving, hurricanes often blew snow and ice, at that time, there was no spring, as in twenty years, only winter, they trekked across the north shore, in the fateful encounter, the red-haired girl finally needed to leave, and he, also had to leave the boat on which he depended, he always remembered, at parting, she was humming cross-legged on the shore of the lake, her audience was the Lake Erie Demon, the Erie Eagle, and him.

"From the cold winter dance to the summer, it is once again ushering in the cold winter."

"Until the walls collapsed."

"She will never leave, she will not abandon them."

"Never want to leave, don't want to forsake them."

……

The blood flowed, and Adolfina smiled deeply, her red hair spilled, and she stood up on her knees. The fist of "snap ......" was pulled out of the flesh, and it was impossible to tell whose blood was on her face, but it was undeniable that she had killed a beast alive again, and the bones of the blow were sparse.

"Heh~ How many heads do you have?" Halfway up to her feet, Adolfina froze, but she still stood upright, even if there was nothing to borrow, her chest rose and fell, and her face flowed with two clear water marks, she never denied that she was a sensual person, so she would cry, especially breaking what she thought was good.

"Enough for you to fight until you are exhausted." The puppeteer summoned a new mutant beast and crouched among the clumps of thorny hairs, and the faint morning light showed that the belly of the fish in the east was white, and the night was about to end. "That's all Hydra has to do, Morfinn, do you have to kill you?"

Adolfina lifted up her shirt and wiped her face haphazardly, her fists clenched and "crunched", her leather boots turned out of their heels, and the black leather Bible she had brought from Melissa was soaked in blood and curled up, blurring the sentences, since she did not consider herself a rational person, she naturally did not want to think, especially at this time.

"Say this to Jenny, Duncan, and Leonor!" She growled, "Go talk to those who have become ghosts!" Why do you have to make you die! ”

"You were one of us, but you never remember that it was we who made Hydra, not Hydra!" The light and shadow leaped over her shoulder, and the red-haired girl stood in the light, like a queen.

"I decided to repent, and I will kill you first."

……

The rubble shook, and Seth dragged Simon into the ruins, and before Sez could untie the ropes, he straightened Simon, whose blood had faded like the ebb tide, and Seiz knew that this was the result of overdrawing Hydra's blood, and he pulled away any beneficial potions and threw them into Simon's body, but the tide swept away all obstacles without mercy. Seth tried Simon's snort, and it grew weaker.

The feet shook like a wave, probably the scarlet guards had detonated the timed bombs planted in advance everywhere, relying on the psychic wave, the psychic hydra could accurately detect the weak points of the building, the upper vault might still have a brick and a half left, and the lower floor must have been completely buried, Sezi sighed, a set of Eden creators were destroyed.

Sorry for regret, Sezi found the backpack buried before entering the shelter, freed up a circle of infusion wires, the sleeves of the combat uniform did not need to be raised, and it would be torn as soon as he pulled it, he carefully wiped the tip of the knife, picked open the wrist, one end of the thread pierced in, and the other end, naturally, pierced the lucky hairy boy, and the same bright red blood passed through.

Sezi untied Simon's chest hanging, and sure enough, he found a pack of cigarettes that had just been opened, lit a cigarette, and the white mist curled up, Sezi dusted off the ashes of his cigarette, and said lightly: "Fortunately, I am blood type O." ”

Ps； The song passages that appear in these chapters are summarized as the interlude at the end of the second episode of Game of Thrones Season 8, "Jenny of Oldstones"

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