Simon's arm rested on the oil-stained tablecloth, snoring one after another, all the people who fought for wine went to the box, the lawlessness of the crusaders was also relatively speaking, the non-commissioned officers could not do the lieutenants, the lieutenants could not do the subordinates, and now the city was full of the descendants of the gunfire knights, God knows that the gun was on the wrong person, and he would be sent into the alleyway tug-of-war to be a substitute for the dead. So the Snow Python Tavern is becoming more and more quiet.

"I wish you good health." The Crusaders drank and didn't like the glass, they all smashed the bottleneck and poured it up, and whoever took the wine glass, no matter how big it was, would be ridiculed. The two steel soldiers sat facing each other, raised the glass bottle, and poured most of the bottle with their heads up, and a line of fire burned from their throats into their stomachs, and then they burped contentedly, smiled, and began to fight to eliminate the broth at hand.

Simon scooped a spoonful of steaming, uncooked snakeskin, salty and fishy to the light yellow juice. There's no way, I expect the mutant monsters in the wilderness to have meat quality comparable to that of a calf, and there is no salt brother to refine sea salt to taste, and if it tastes salty, it can be regarded as an officer before he put a spoonful of salt, and he put it in his stomach, well, it's like that, just eat the undead. Steel, tobacco, wine, salt, sugar, the more turbulent the times, the more expensive they are. Not to mention the duckweed in the wind of the modern industrial system, which is why steel always comes first.

Sitting and eating Mandsville for the winter is obviously not enough to survive the winter, and if so, the gunfire knights do not need to send people to their deaths meaningfully, there are people with guns, and there are soldiers with guns. Whenever the snow is a little weaker, the crusaders in the city will organize people to hunt outside the city, rotting wolves, snow pythons and even demon birds, humans are the top predators, and there is no grass everywhere they pass.

Where would a bottle of vodka be enough to bring down two war-torn veterans? The tougher place than their heart must be in the stomach pouch. It's been a year since he came to the post-war world, Simon has deliberately forgotten the taste of pre-war food, and he has to learn to adapt to the environment he is in.

After a late-night snack, Simon wiped the soup bowl with bread in his hand, swallowed a few bites, and his body became hot and dry. The steel soldiers are no better than others, they can't just spend the night outside, they must guard around the gunfire knight, if it weren't for the knight sleeping to death, Simon and the two would not dare to go out of the city hall to get a bottle of wine to drink.

Walking back to the city fort against the strong wind again, the chaos caused by the Crusader invasion is still vivid even if it is covered by the wind and snow, the red brick apartment building that was hit by the shells and collapsed, the incendiary bombs burned the slums, and the bare piece just became the best place for the warehouse, the Black Flag armored soldiers were stationed next to the warehouse in Xicheng, and they were kept ready for war at all times, maybe the tank crews were roasting the engines at this time, this was the unique job of the Crusaders, and the ghost knew that the spark ignited the oil pipeline, and no one could afford the fifty-ton fireworks show.

If the Gunfire Knight stays in the palace all day, then the Iron Soldiers change shifts every three hours, and they are all escorted when they travel. Outside is more than 30 degrees below zero, and the knights don't have the spirit to patrol the troops every day, dozens of loyal knights are firmly in control of the crusaders, and the black flag heralds are the eyes and ears of the knights.

The next shift won't be Simon's turn until 10 a.m. After removing the exoskeleton armor, even Simon and Rolf had to go through a rigorous scrutiny

After passing the inspection of the black flag soldiers at the first guard post of the city hall, it can be placed in the fortress only after confirming that it is correct.

The knight's room was on the right side of the fortress, and the Iron Soldiers could live in the former parliamentary guard quarters, with the Guns and Guns Knights surrounded by stars. When walking through the corridor, Simon also specially saluted the "brothers" upstairs with a crossed hand salute, and crossed his arms, as if comparing an "X", which means shielding each other. The pro-soldiers rolled their eyes, which was regarded as a sign of attention to Simon and the others.

The habit of saying goodnight to each other has long been thrown into some Java island. There were far more than twelve parliamentary guards, so each of the Iron Guards was given a single room with heating and hot water. Simon simply washed his face, taking a bath is an extremely luxurious thing, taking a hot bath with third-level pure water will cost about more than two hundred yuan in Steel City, which is a fantasy for a civilian with a daily salary of twenty yuan, and bathing with melted snow water is to soak himself in a large radiation tank. As for rainy days? It was all acid rain.

The Crusaders didn't have many water purifiers to ensure basic drinking water, and all the furniture and wood in the city that could be used for heating was put into the campfire fireplace, and Simon used hot water that was still a reserve left over from before the invasion of Mandsville. After the war, people basically did not have the concept of bathing, Simon did not obtain the ability to enhance the five senses before, and he was used to smelling too much, and after the increase in smell for a while, Simon was uncomfortable for a long time before reluctantly leaving the Hydra apartment.

Fold the tactical suit carefully, this is a necessary protective measure when wearing the exoskeleton, otherwise the inertial skeletal mechanism will wear out the stress point. Simon took off his thermal underwear, sniffed it, and decided to wash it with his own hands, it is indeed very good to be a steel soldier, and by the way, enjoy the infrastructure of the knights, it is impossible for someone to specifically measure the water tank of the fortress.

"Quand je dors toute seule, je me dis Dieu ce serait bon.de partager mon lit avec un fille...... Simon hummed a song sung by a pigtailed girl in the ruins of the Île-de-France during his service in France, although he still can't figure out what he was singing, but it reminded him of the famous joke. The queen smelled like an old goat.

Anyway, Adolfina smells like a little lamb, and that's enough.

After washing and putting the radiator on it, Simon lay on the bed and thought silently, letting Peter go back with the sniper rifle first was the most correct decision Simon had made these days. But he has already passed the fastest return time agreed with Peter. What Hydra is going to do when he comes out of the nest Simon has no way of knowing or begging, but with ambushing the Overseer team, attacking the transport convoy several times, if you add the reward promised by the Thousand Faces, it is not a problem to complete the bloodline mission, Simon is not a fool, so he can naturally guess Adolfina's status in Hydra, and being too showy has always been inconsistent with the low-key nature of his sniper cultivation.

The Hydra bloodline mission is now secondary, and the most important thing is how to run back to Steel City, Simon doesn't plan to really be a steel soldier for the Gunfire Knight for a lifetime, counting on the Thousand Faces to take him a ride? It's a stupid thing to put your life on them, independent slip away? Unless there is a thaw in the spring, Simon has no idea exactly when the Paladinos will set off and once they return

The Crusader's headquarters in Harrisburg, then really be a crusader honestly.

This question has tormented Simon repeatedly for twenty days, and he didn't come up with a result yesterday, and tonight he won't suddenly have a burst of inspiration to solve this unsolvable problem.

In the dream of "My Little Princess......", the red-haired girl jumped out, shook her braids, and ran through the E area, until she reached the small single building crawling with vines, and when she opened the door, it was a living corpse, and she opened her mouth to bite.

"Ahh Simon woke up, wiped his forehead with cold sweat, looked at his watch, it was 9:18, although he was still sleepy, Simon got up, washed his face with cold water, and his bearded face was reflected in the mirror, Simon picked up the razor, shaved off the stubble on his chin, and left a thick mustache and a faint beard. The best disguise for a man is to shave his head and grow a beard, and a neat and full beard can easily make people wonder about their past identity.

At ten o'clock sharp, Simon arrived punctually outside the knight's palace gate, and Rolf arrived earlier than him. The two looked at each other, and behind their shoulders hung a telescopic halberd, the standard cold weapon of a mech-soldier, capable of wounding the barrel of a heavy cannon in close combat. Holding a 20mm cannon, it stands like a statue.

There was a faint sound of laughter behind the door, as a guard, the eyes should only be ahead, although for twenty days, Simon's work was purely to stand guard, every two or three days, the captain of the guard, Essens, would give some instructions to the team, and then the gunmen would be seen. There is a difference between relatives and relatives, and the three personal soldiers standing at the knight's side are fixed. 、

"Please inform the knight, python asks to see." From time to time, a congregation came to report on the military situation, and Simon solemnly turned around and knocked on the door three times. Until the gate was opened by Essens.

After ten o'clock, the servants visited one after another, including the Chopper, and when they met the knight, the apron of the Chopper was naturally gone, and it was an idiotic thing to show the Gunfire Knight how cruel he was. Fortunately, Simon was sitting in the driver's seat of the tank at that time, and the hand-cutter naturally did not recognize Simon.

At one o'clock, Simon walked on a sunny day all year round as usual, why eat bad if he can eat well?

The four seasons were full of high-ranking Crusader officers, and the Iron Soldiers had an even higher status than the Hucong, and the carefully polished beige tablecloth was filled with freshly hunted snow wolf meat and piping hot agave.

"What's life like standing guard?" Someone pulled out the seat, two rows of silver and white epaulettes in the pure black armored uniform, and the man with a thousand faces poured himself a glass of wine and poured himself a leisurely drink. Mixed into the knight Hu from this position, rudeness is just a layer of disguise identity, in front of colleagues and subordinates are naturally completely different, a dozen servants talk to each other very happily, the hotel waiters are still the same group, no one will be comfortable with the ease.

"Four shifts a day, wind and rain, and being a pimp by the way, this is life." Simon whispered, the title of Hydra Nine Heads was a direct indication of their abilities.

"It sounds like you're not complaining, do you think it's better to be a servant? Assign a group of soldiers, call forward and hug, and prioritize picking the spoils of war. The boat-shaped military cap was encased in the epaulettes, and the man with a thousand faces poured another glass.

"I'd rather be an industrial worker in the steel city, as if it was precarious here." Simon said.

"Yes." With his hands on the back of his chair, the Man of the Thousand Faces looked around the luxuriously decorated second floor, and raised his glass, "You will get what you want soon." ”

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