"Are you afraid of death?" Captain Ambrose stared at his best sniper, who had been pierced through his face by a stray bullet, and his face, which had lost the bridge of his nose, was like a crumpled fermentation blob.

"Why do you ask?" Simon continues to smear the sniper rifle with gun oil, and the large and small precision parts are placed on the tool table, disassembling the gun and disassembling the life, which is his best project.

The captain took a cigar in his mouth, put his fingers together, threw away the match, fell into the pitch-black engine oil, and in an instant, burst into a flame, "Look at the good you have done!" Simon shouted, and he hurriedly searched for a fire extinguisher, this is the maintenance room, full of oil drums and ammunition, and a careless spark can lift everyone into the sky!

"You forgot who you are, corporal." The captain's eight-foot strong body firmly ate the "small" Simon, even if Simon has been through the war and has practiced a throat-crushing fighting skill, under the captain's hands, he has no confidence to survive a round, and Simon does not have the courage to resist a captain-level officer. "Tell me, corporal, who am I?" Flames scurried up behind the captain, licking at the ceiling.

"You are my commander, Captain!" Simon immediately stood with his feet together, and the captain seemed satisfied with the reply, pointing to the fire that spread only a line from the oil barrel. "Extinguish it." Simon picked up the fire extinguisher and rushed over, embarrassed, covered in black smoke, and his white and handsome face seemed to have just undergone skin reskinning surgery, and he had the dignity of an old black coal kiln. "Report to sir, the fire is out."

"Hmm," said the captain, finished his cigar, dropped the butt of his cigarette again, and plunged into another puddle of oil, the flames licking greedily / on the fuel. "Now, go and destroy it again, only with your hands and feet."

"Click" was the sound of a bullet being loaded, and the captain admired the polished layer of the officer's pistol, which was shiny and exquisite, "Go, I'm not afraid of court-martial." So Simon strove to tread on the flames that grew stronger. See, that's the sticking point. The captain raised his pistol and pointed it at the back of Simon's head.

"Thou hast feared death, and thou hast feared all things."

The gun went off.

Simon awoke from his dream, he wiped his forehead, cold sweat trickled, he narrowed his steel-blue pupils, and looked out the window at the rising light. "Morfin?" Simon tilted his head, and Adolfina, who had slept with him last night, had disappeared. It's time to go on her mission to hunt down the professor. Simon thought that he had lifted the kettle on the ham pile, poured a glass of cold boiled water and drank it all, surprisingly thirsty, Simon blinked his eyes several times, and drank half a pot in a row to relieve his strength. It's a nightmare for the past.

Probably this is the ghost, the ghost of the past, haunting the living, so that it will not completely dissipate in the world. Simon simply drank the kettle. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the Longhu mercenaries who woke up with the dawn dozens of meters away. They live very naturally, cooking, push-ups, small talking, and maintaining guns. Except for the occasional noise of colliding parts, the mercenaries were quiet, as quiet as a group of mechanical warriors with blood and tears.

"Good morning." Rand Fassbach came out of nowhere, and stood in front of Simon in a daze, his shaved jaw glowing with blue, a rare cynicism. Simon has seen a lot of drunken soldiers in Steel City. Longhu is self-disciplined like this, a cheerful commander?

"Do you people in Longhu like to come uninvited?" Simon tugged at the belt and tightened it tightly, and Rand was amazed. "Wonderful night, guess what, it's the female superior? I've heard that the women of Hydra are good at this. ”

Commander Longhu put his hands to his ears and asked mysteriously, "I especially want to know, how did you hook up with Adolfina Morfin, do you know who she is?" Hydrdary's most famous madman in the sands, she may be biased towards the rougher ...... of finger-sticking eyes"

Seeing Simon pinching his knuckles with a "click, click, click", Rand jumped back a few steps sensitively, and put on a creamy smile: "Wouldn't getting up early and making nasty jokes help alleviate some urgency?" You know, even if I'm a lieutenant of Longhu, an internal mercenary has to pay an expensive overnight fee. ”

The slut approached again, rubbing his hands and looking shy: "That...... I just want to ask, if there is a quick recipe for the little rich woman, I really want to buy it, let's do a business, make a price, and sell it to me. ”

"A million." Simon said coldly, hiding one hand behind his waist, his index finger slightly convex. Rand slapped his nose and said, "You can't see yourself too much, you want me to say, you have to say this." "He stretched out his fist, cocked his little finger and thumb, six, six million? No, this is a very common gesture in Steel City, and when piao customers ask the price of the woman standing on the street, they will raise this gesture, which means six yuan at a time, and sixty dollars overnight.

"Funny joke." Simon shook his head with a smile, and in an instant, he punched hard and went straight to Rand's face, and the Dragon Lake commander did not change his smile, caught the fist like lightning, and accurately predicted all of Simon's next offensive moves, kicking, stomping, kicking, and smashing his throat. Rand defused the offensive lightly, but did not make any counterattacks, until he seized the gap and flew up and kicked Simon in the chest.

"Not bad." Rand brushed the dust, raised his chin and said: "Simple and simple fighting skills in the army, I admit it, I am not sure of defeating you, but don't misunderstand it as early in the morning, I don't go to see the spring of the big-breasted sister and like to warm up with the." As you can see, my chief and Miss Morfin have gone on a mission, so now ......" Rand leaned in for a third time and whispered.

"You're in my hands."

"I must state that my respect for you last night was based on Miss Morfin, it does not mean that I will continue to respect you after she leaves, there is only one type of guest in Longhu, and there are people who are stronger than Longhu." Rand regained the indifference that a Dragonlake mercenary should have. "If you're going to offend a prospective member of Hydra, I advise you to save it, every year Hydra sends a large number of people to perform the bloodline ceremony, do you think it's such a great thing? If one day you do have the privilege of seeing His Majesty the High King of Hydra, please let me know, and I will personally come to the door with a heavy gift to apologize. ”

"It's a pity that you're not now, and it's even more regrettable that I have to assist you in completing the bloodline hunting ritual on the orders of the Chief." Rand's eyes were overflowing with disdain. "Wipe out the living corpses in the TA68 building and collect the facial nerves of the living corpses and the living queen. You've wasted our rare vacation time. ”

"In the box is your personal weapon reserve, in half an hour, I will see you on the helipad on the top floor, otherwise you will walk to the assembly point by yourself!" Rand stepped back slightly, and Simon looked around at his muscle movements.

"By the way, I wish you through the final period of Hydra's transformation, when I really have to prepare a generous gift to slap myself in the face." The Longhu badge is interpreted as the left eastern dragon, mysterious and noble, and the right western dragon, brutal and lustful. Rand snapped his fingers and turned away, not forgetting the last taunt: "If you don't get through it, I'll do my best to become Miss Morfin's next boyfriend, and maybe I'll become Hydra too." ”

Simon suppressed the eagerness of the muscular nerves in his arm, he knew that in the absence of Adolfina, Longhu had the means to engage in some contemptuous methods that could not find any traces at all, in fact, one of the entertainment activities of the Rangers in the past was to engage in Imperial prisoners, as long as the number of people was finally approved, who would be in the mood to risk being beaten by the big soldiers to make a big show for the Imperial Yankees?

Silently re-replenished the armament, the piece of meat gnawed by the night demon last night was not big, under the dual effect of the treatment instrument and the first aid injection, the wound has formed a thick layer of hard scars, and the wartime emergency measures will not consider too many hidden dangers after the fact, and it is the greatest reason to continue to fight. Simon walked through the rest area full of mercenaries left behind in Dragon Lake, and no one said a word, but the hot eyes did not stop.

Hike up to the top floor of the PA801 building, where two UH-1Y Venom helicopters stand out on the tarmac. "Sniper." Rand picked his eyes and looked at the M110A4 behind Simon's shoulder. "You're seated there." Simon climbed into the empty seat, a helicopter that had served in the 4-class Marine Corps for half a century. But what more could be demanded of a UH-1 with dozens of rockets, two Gatling guns, and a ten-person capacity today? Guided rockets? This is not a battlefield where a rocket of 8,000 yuan before the war was only used to clear a suspected militant vehicle, but a bloody hell with a large amount of excellence!

"Is it a good gun, do you want to sell it? This kind of pre-war ultra-high-precision sniper rifle has always been of interest to Longfor. "It's not just Rand's eyes that are blazing, but a few Longhu mercenaries look at M110A4 exactly the same as hungry wolves." The first idiot to ask me this question, the wild dog that ate his bones is dead. "It's an AK100 on the back of the fold.

"Believe me, I definitely killed more people than you, in my time, we didn't rely on guns, cannons, thermobaric bullets, and mechas!" The helicopter's rotors began to start, setting off a hurricane, and ground crews signaled that the airspace was safe. “Lock and loaded！” Rand sat next to Simon with his hands on the railing, shouting as the Longhu mercenaries shouted in unison, "Huha!" A cry rarely seen day and night.

Rand holds the M27 IAR rifle, the beloved of the Marine Corps. "Believe me, that's why war turned into a nuclear war, if there were only guns, at least, we could die with dignity."

The helicopter swept over the blue sky, the rain was heavy all night, the sky was exceptionally bright, just looking at the sky really made people not see that it was in the last days, under the feet was a hundred meters in the air, and countless dilapidated buildings. At least, don't worry about RPGs. Simon laughed at himself, so he nodded and said, "I agree with that." ”