"Tsk." The burly man with a bright red birthmark on his face pursed his lips and made a forward gesture, and the Hydra soldiers immediately understood, lifted a hydraulic door breaking hammer from the wheeled armored vehicle, and carried it out with a sigh, and when it was confirmed, it was carried to the front armored window of the Humvee, ready to forcibly smash open the turtle shell.

If you don't look at the fiery red birthmark that still looks dazzling in the dark night, there is a chance that this person's powerful and neat beard, lips and beards will be snatched away, and the strong muscles are wrapped in ink-black tactical body armor, and the bulging bag is propped up, perhaps this Class IIA soft body armor was obtained from the hands of some pre-war policeman. The orange word "Sheriff" is written on the back, but it has a bit of the humor of the old-time county police arresting high-speed drag racing bastards.

"Boss." The soldiers adjusted the hammer and signaled that they could attack the attack at any time. The birthmark man spat out the gum with a "phew", clasped the SCAL rifle on his chest, and raised his voice: "Simon Hayes, come out!" We won't take your life! Don't hide in it like a, there are still accounts to be settled between you and me! ”

Simon pulled the bolt on the chamber, took a deep breath and rolled down the window and shouted, "How do I know!" Who the hell are you? ”

The birthmark man took the chewing gum that he had peeled under his hand, chewed the three pieces together, and said clearly: "Mark Dotri! Do you want me to escort your person or escort your ashes? I was ordered to shoot and kill if you resist! Hayes! The choice is yours! I'll give you two minutes for the sake of the shapeshifters! ”

Simon instantly remembered who Mark Dotri was, if it weren't for Simon's accidental collision and being confirmed by the Iron Army that he had killed the Gunshots, the number one in the bloodline mission should be Mark Dotri, nicknamed "Bison", who led a commando team to destroy Clarksburg, an important material yard for the Crusaders, and participated in the Columbus Winter Street Battle, which was also appreciated by the Iron Army.

"I decided to die with pride and live without being taken prisoner, which is one of the Creeds of the Rangers." Simon checked his gear one last time, holding a white phosphorus smoke bomb, dragging the eyepiece on, and muffled to the seemingly ignored Syz urn. The latter sighed deeply and responded.

"I suggest you negotiate, if you die, Adolfina's situation will not be better, he caused her too much trouble when he was alive, she doesn't want to tell you, you die, she is even more trouble."

"So, your advice is for me to lay down my arms and surrender?" Simon squinted.

"Yes, I can guarantee that you will return to Area M intact."

"And that's what you mean by coming to me in the middle of the night?"

Sezi was silent. Apparently he didn't want to answer the question. "One minute!" Mark Dotri shouted outside the car that the Hydra soldiers were ready, and that the hydraulic ram as thick as a young elephant's leg would easily smash the armored windows like Swiss cheese, and that the situation would be out of Simon's control.

"Seriously, I hope you are a coward to the end, so that I can kill you, and then, the soul of Hydra granted by the first grant of the bloodline mission is mine, I really want you to stay in the car and don't come out." Dotri said that a wheeled armored vehicle, two armed pickup trucks, five locomotives, and thirty Hydra soldiers surrounded the Humvee.

"But I'll go to the negotiations.

Simon raised the white phosphorus cartridge in his hand, turned his back on the marker, and hung it on the back of his hip. I'm a very selfish person, and I guess Morfin doesn't like to see half-crippled garbage again, so I set the time to explode, and since you're willing to take the risk to remind me that you've saved the K82 village, I'll tell you about it. Simon pushed the door open, paused, and didn't look back. You go, go help her. ”

Simon took a deep breath of the night wind, which was still cold in April, and a different kind of sour and astringent air poured into his lungs, mixed with the stench of tires wafting from the burning wreckage of the locomotive not far away.

"I'm sorry I didn't get what you wanted, but what do you want me to do?" Simon jumped out of the car in full gear, and instantly saw that there were no less than twenty guns aimed at his chest and head, and he dared to hold the guns, I was afraid that one would be enough to choke, so he raised his hands and said.

Dortry grinned, either he didn't notice Seitz or didn't dare to provoke Sezi, anyway, the man's attention was all on Simon, whistled, and said, "Ah, the famous Simon Hayes, the luckiest guy in Hydra's history, is finally willing to show up." ”

"yes." Simon nodded, he lunged, and immediately took a soldier who pounced on his back, with his toes as the axis, rotated over ninety degrees, and immediately hit another soldier in the cheek with a fist, with a crisp sound of broken facial bones, Simon's powerful punch made the person fly upside down, and when his companions hurriedly treated him, he seemed to be out of breath and less in breath, and it was estimated that it was cold.

"Brush!" As the soldiers raised their guns in unison to Simon, waiting for a single command to turn him into a hornet's nest, Dotri's face darkened, and he pressed his gun. As soon as they met, Simon gave him a dismount. "Disarm, I'll spare you from dying." Dotri said noncommittally.

Simon pulled the trigger in his hand and patted the dragon scale armor leisurely, and the burning fire of the wreckage made his face darker, and he said, "Are you sure?" My belly is full of shaped explosives, do you see, the switch is in my hand, I have a heartbeat meter and a hair trigger. Simon raised his left hand, revealing the AATS watch he had always been with. I'll give you a choice, in two minutes, get out with your men, or I'll gladly pull the thirty people on their backs. ”

"One for thirty, you choose."

Dotri smiled and said disdainfully, "Shaped explosives? The Iron Army strictly prohibits the outflow of Class 1 explosives, are you eligible to get them? Bluff Lao Tzu! I'll give you five numbers! Drop your weapon! Surrender now! Five! ”

"Four!" Simon pushed the strap and pressed the overdrive button as well. "Suit yourself," he said.

"Three!" Dotri shouted sharply, and when he heard the shaped explosives, there were still several timid soldiers who quietly retreated, and they knew the power of the shaped explosives.

"Two ......"

"Enough!" The car door slammed shut, and Sezi wiped a skull scarf, and his deep eyes highlighted the indifference of this person's nature, and the war failed to cut his beard, like a trace of solemnity? As soon as Ezif appeared, he just stood still, and all the Hydra soldiers covered their mouths and noses in unison, their faces twitching, as if they had been hit by some invisible blow.

"Simon Hayes is the Purple Blood! If you dare to kill him, the Bloodline Historian will be the first to kill you! Sezi said sternly, and his indifferent aura surged out, for Simon and

For a low-ranking member like Dotri, who was actually a quasi-Hydra, the pressure of the bloodline was simply irresistible, Simon gritted his teeth and insisted on his left hand not being suppressed, and Dotri's rifle was simply pressed back to his chest.

"Zero adults! Are you trying to make enemies of the Unionists? Are you fighting against the will of the puppeteer? Dotri hissed. The pressure of the bloodline lightened, and it was impossible to see what Sezi's expression was under the skull scarf. "Why are you protecting this half-blood? You also have purple blood! You're worthy of Lord Morfin! ”

"Quiet!" Sezi slammed his palm down, and the pressure on Dotri knocked him to the ground, unable to move, and for a moment, he let go of his hand again. Seiz looked at Simon with his hands behind his back in a complicated manner. "It's not the ending I'd like to see, and likewise, it's not the process Morfin wants to see, you're too weak and too coveted."

"Is this my original sin?" Simon laughed miserably, and the powerful intracranial pressure forced two lines of blood to overflow his eyes, which seemed to be bloody tears. "I will never surrender!"

Sezi was noncommittal, and with a single finger, the blood of Hydra in Dotri's body immediately reversed, and he was dragged up by force. "Roland has already died in battle, if Du Forren really wants to provoke the next round of pure-bloods, you might as well ask the researchers and the marginals who will support, even Your Majesty, will definitely not support such a divisive move."

Dotri stiffened his neck, ignored Sezi's kindness of persuasion, and said, "An order is an order!" Lord Duforen ordered me to capture Simon Hayes, you are not the nine, and you have no right to command me! ”

"Yes, I can't command you." Sezi paced with his hands on the road, he had an FN57 resting on both sides of his ribs, the FN57 with special SS90 pointed bullets as ammunition won the title of "police killer" very early, both of Sezi's pistols were coated with a layer of baked blue skull paint, in the hands of a firearms expert, why ask?

Sezi turned his back to Dotri, not caring if there would be an attack, and it was only then that Simon saw that Sezi's pupils were a very rare pale gray, and the night wind blew his long cold brown hair, and in an instant, Simon read the purple and white bellflower in his eyes, and it flashed away. Sezi's palm was closed and placed on his forehead.

This is the sign language of the special forces.

"But, I can subdue you." Before the words fell, the majestic blood coercion restrained all the soldiers who carried the blood of Hydra, and all of them gave in under the intimidation of the superiors. Dotri got up and was slammed down, and in a hurry he could shoot a string of bullets that lit up the night sky and illuminated the stars. Simon ran without thinking.

"Ah!!h Dotri roared, suppressing dozens of people at the same time, apparently depleting Sezi, his forehead quickly broke out of his sweat, Dotri suddenly broke free of control, raised his gun and fired a few shots in the direction of Simon's escape. Watching Simon stumble, he insisted on snatching a locomotive and leaving. It was then that Dotri realized that Simon didn't have any shaped explosives. But he didn't have time to care about this, the white phosphorus smoke bomb was extremely irritating and the smoke was sprayed out, and once the sparks from the sputter stuck to the human body, it was bound to burn through the bones.

More and more soldiers broke free and fired in vain at Simon's distance, and from the beginning to the end, no one dared to point their guns at Sezi.

Seth straightened his arm, pointed his index finger at the majestic and magnificent steel city, the Northern Star, and said to himself: "Forward, forward......"

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