"Your Excellency?"

"Your Excellency."

It wasn't until the third sound that Simon suddenly woke up, and when he turned his head, he found that Mukael had been calling him for a long time, and Simon took one last glance at the depths of the ruins in the opposite direction of the river, and a few easily perceptible sorrows in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he cleared his throat slightly.

"What?" Simon said.

Mukael looked a little reserved and restrained in front of Simon, not that the veteran Hydra suddenly admired Simon's identity, but that he was purely afraid that Simon killed Dietrich alone. Who doesn't know that Simon Hayes has only been in the club for a year or two, and if he is an ordinary Hydra, he can pass the preparatory training, and it is a fantasy to teach souls. It's no secret that Hydrari's joke about a little white face eating soft rice is widely circulated. If so, Simon is even more mysterious at this time.

Dead?

"The team counts completely." Mukael stood up straight and reported loudly like a private reporting to the commander of the three services. "Seventeen are still in good combat force, eight are lightly wounded, and four are seriously wounded. Six people have been jointly sent to the Chengcheng and have been monitored. ”

"Good." Simon bowed slightly, he glanced at Mukair, and the information about Mukher immediately came to mind. Hydra, who has ten years of experience, has three abilities: physical enhancement, combat specialization, and ground control, of which the third ground control has only been obtained for less than four months, and it should be a two-and-a-half ability by Hydra standards, but compared to the current situation, it is naturally not so much.

Since Simon was awakened by Adolfina's "revival", Simon has felt an incredible change in himself in a very short time, all the bullet wounds, bruises, and chronic diseases have been swept away, on the contrary, the psionic ability he has painstakingly mastered has disappeared completely, and has been replaced by psionic imitation.

Mimic all Evil Hydra's xenomorph abilities!

"The remaining Union traitors must be cleaned up." Simon said indifferently.

The pure-bloods Hydra who survived the apocalypse are carrying all the corpses of their enemies to the rubble, dousing them with gasoline and burning them to the ground, leaving no one alive.

"What's next for us, my lord?" Mukael took a bite and called an adult without any sense of condensation.

A scene automatically appeared in Simon's mind, like a dream that he remembered very clearly, like some intuition that had been hypnotized in some time that even he didn't understand, Simon relieved his face slightly, and said, "Rearm, we have won half of this war." ”

Half the win? Mukael thought silently in his heart. This is not wrong, Lord Simon lured most of the elite of the Union headquarters to the ruins of Zhika, and persisted in fighting for several months, and finally joined forces with Lord Adolfina and completely annihilated this enemy force of thirty or forty people. This is a serious hydra! The fight between the two factions is nothing more than trying to make a difference so that the other party can't hold on. As for Claudia's role, Mukael selectively ignores the past.

As part of the plan, the elder Hydra believed that the world had evolved to the extreme, with wolves struggling to survive or devour their weaker companions when they were hungry and thirsty.

It's just natural selection.

But for Simon, this is just another unfinished battle.

Simon & Dietrie

The battle was truly thrilling, but Simon himself knew that it was just a necessary process to mimic the psionic energy that he had suddenly acquired after awakening. He began to understand more and more clearly what he thought in his heart, and more and more understood what the source of Hydra's silence was, thinking of this, Simon didn't even have a wry smile in his heart, he was already one of them, and if he didn't accept this identity, who would regard him as his own?

With a flick of his head, Simon banished his chaotic thoughts and settled down to think about the present.

After the strong appearance of Adolfina and Claudia, the entire United Pursuit Force was wiped out. Simon had been in Steel City for a long time, and the battle of the Mandesville Vault was the contribution of the Crimson Guards, and now that the Union had lost so much of their mobile power in one go, it would be difficult for them to recover unless they had to reluctantly draw out key personnel. I'm afraid it would be nice to have a few Crimson Guards at headquarters.

Leaving the headquarters aside, just the United Hydra faction in Zhika City, which was eliminated in the early battle of the Ruins of Chika, was enough to change the situation in the northwest direction. The situation is nothing short of good for the pure-blood side right now!

Completing the mission to the Iron Army is bound to get more support, annihilating the Hydra forces and getting a lot of chips. Simon gave the order for the team to march, with Mukael taking over the command for the time being, and disappeared into the ruins.

He still has some things to do.

……

"What's wrong with you?" Marco poked the firewood in the gasoline barrel and muffled.

Ramirez lifted his collar, and the cool breeze of the summer moon through the window lattice was not so easy to bear, especially the smell of coyote feces in this half-ruined abandoned house, and no one could pull out the spirit, so the one-eyed dragon replied weakly: "We can't understand what the head does, since the head wants us to go back, the copper plate is not missing, you ask a fart." ”

The iron drill inserted into the charcoal fire trembled, Marco touched his bald head with green stubble, and said unhappily: "Lao Tzu has fought with a bunch of people, I have never seen a battle like my head, and I have eaten up the copper plate when I go back, are you going to go to the ghost street to make ducks?" ”

Ramirez is also from Longhu, and he has seen the elite of the scene, so he is too lazy to fight, so he turned over and said disdainfully: "Less nonsense, it's your turn to be on duty next time." ”

"." Marco kept scolding and scolding, and the bottom of his hand was non-stop, picking up the blackened kettle at the bottom of the pot on the bonfire, inhaling half a jar of boiling water mixed with pine needle grass, resting on the oil stone on his knees, and feeling the dagger on his waist to grind patiently. After all, this team that once followed Simon to fight for life and death was a group of ordinary people after all, and there was no way to be reckless in such a dangerous Jedi in the depths of the ruins of Zhika. Scolding to scolding. A pound of meat is indispensable, and one patrol post that should be assigned is indispensable.

The hour hand of the watch was completely returned to 11 o'clock, and Marco suddenly spit into the fire with a mouthful of thick phlegm, picked up the gun, and beckoned: "Let's go, Xiaomaotou, you will return to my uncle tonight." ”

Peter slowly rolled up the blanket and threw it to Jonathan, the snoring daddy who was snoring loudly, took the pine needle tea and took a sip before climbing up the stairs to the roof.

Winter in the wasteland comes early, and even though it's only September, the night is still quite frosty, and although it doesn't hinder anything, it's a bit unbearable after all. Peter expertly spread out his bipod and adjusted the crosshairs of his sniper rifle to the bright light of Fort Mill in the distance. Although last time the fortress of Mill was taken by Simon

After a hard encounter and killing countless night demons, the ruins stopped a little, but this does not mean that you can take it lightly, the top of the food chain suddenly lost weight, and the lower rings are naturally happy.

"Hey~" Marco shouted to Peter, smacking his mouth and sipping a cigarette, and said vaguely: "What are you going to do when you kid go back, you won't say what school you are going to go to?" Urine clearly, that place is not something we can go to. The bald head put away the lighter and didn't dare to light the fire.

Peter didn't bother to pay attention to him, only snorted to indicate that he heard. However, after knowing each other for so long, Marco didn't care, stood up with the gun, and looked around the abandoned house. It stands to reason that such a three-story building can't fit more than thirty or forty people, not that there is not enough space, but that the "popularity" of too heavy is too obvious in the lonely ruins.

"Lao Tzu stayed in the steel city longer than you kid jumped out of the womb, what steel university is fair and open is to bluff you foreigners, are you studying since childhood? What can you do with those union kids? Marco muttered.

The ruined house is already out of the core of the ruins, but it is still at the junction of the inner and outer circles of the ruins, there is Simon in nature without the invasion of xenobiological creatures, without Simon is a different situation, in just a few days it has been harassed several times, Ramirez, Marco, Jonathan, these loyal Simon old people where can they suppress a cadre of floating supplementary team members, no one wants to hug each other and die faster, so it is logical to disperse into several teams, for the sake of cooperating with each other to escape from the ruins, it is vaguely echoed that they did not go too far.

"Listen to your uncle's persuasion, you can read and write, play with heavy vehicles, have dealt with different kinds of boys, whether in Longhu or other companies are delicious, go to Longhu to get a license, go to the caravan for four or five years, make a few stomachs, climb along the pole, ten years later, there is a caravan of your own in hand is true, lucky to take a trip to the south of the cargo area, buy a house in the E area, your son can also be regarded as a serious citizen of the steel outer district."

Marco babbled for a while, and was interrupted by Pete coldly: "When the boss is here, you don't want to go to the army, why don't you go?" ”

Malcol suddenly said "hey", and even though he had his back to him, Peter knew that he must have put on an ugly face that was worse than crying.

"That's the boss, and now the boss is not there, the boss is not a rotten person like us, he is Hydra! It was Hydra who fought him, and this is not our fault, the boss's money was left to us, this is the money for his life, and we don't owe him. ”

"As for you kid wanting to go to the army? That's your son's business, when did the army recruit from outside? That's a citizen soldier! ”

Peter was silent for a moment, pricked a soft drink from his chest, and said: "The boss said that toads still eat swan meat, I don't think anyone has three arms and two heads, I want to find a white swan to give birth to a son for me, isn't this rotten life worth it?" ”

"When did I say that?"

Peter and Marco were terrified, and with a flash of lightning, a figure that turned to ashes slowly appeared under the clear night sky that they all recognized.

Under the shadow of steel blue, Simon smiled: "Peter is right, you and I are both carrying a head with two arms, if you want to talk about rotten life, in this muddy pit, there are all toads, who do you dislike?" ”

"Isn't the swan a duck with a big size, you have to follow Lao Tzu to get a few eggs."