"I don't want to know why she picked me." Simon replied that the tomato pasta just now didn't fill his stomach at all, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep, but Simon's desire to eat at the moment was overwhelming. "Maybe it's my little white face, maybe she's a nymphomaniac, let's say she really wants to eat me one day, then I've enjoyed so much of the cheap she brings and herself, I have nothing to say."

Just as the Thousand Faces turned pale, Simon added, "Since you saved my life, and I know from some people that the Thousand Faces are one of the Nine Heads of Hydra, strictly speaking, I have no strength or need to refuse you. ”

"Then I can't tell for a moment whether you're smart or stupid, but since you've worked well with the plan, I can tell you the answer right now." The Man of the Thousand Faces seemed to have lost something that would make him amusement.

"About this?" Simon diverted the topic, Adolfina's beautiful and unforgettable red hair often jumped out of his mind these days, and he said to the viscous liquid medicine bottle in the hand of the Thousand Faces.

"If you really had a chance to be a real Hydra, you would know what it was." The Man with a Thousand Faces opened the multi-threaded lid of the bottle and closed it again for a moment, but the smell was immediately captured by Simon. "What do you feel?" The Man with a Thousand Faces asked.

"Ointment? Well, it's a bit of a honey scent, it's hard to describe accurately, and it's probably changing from moment to moment. Simon shrugged his shoulders as the smell faded when he tried to use his sense of smell to scrutinize it.

"Oh......" The Thousand Faces were visibly disappointed. Normally, at least you can feel two scents, indicating that your Hydra bloodline is more successfully activated. ”

The Man of the Thousand Faces flipped through the hand-drawn map in the pocket of his military uniform, spreading it out while proofreading the nameplate attached to the cabin, Simon scratched his chin that was growing back into his beard, and asked, "I remember that you were a Black Flag armored soldier a few days ago, and you met at the Ice Lake to ambush the Overseer earlier, and all the official Hydra was gone, so you just wanted this bottle of potion?" ”

A sharp gaze cut, and in an instant, an invisible force choked Simon's throat, like a brake

That illusion, Simon, who was about to suffocate to death in the next moment, quickly calmed down, and when he looked at it, the one with a thousand faces was still rolling the map cover. "Pure-blood, you don't need to worry about me, Morfin is too lazy to teach you Hydra etiquette, you can ask such an over-the-top question, next time, only if I speak, you can answer."

With a flick of his sleeves, the Thousand Faces pointed to a map with the lifting platform as the only entrance and exit, and the central general control as the core that stretched out in a spider web-like spoke. "Here is the plan of the upper platform for Mandsville Vault No. 77."

Simon glanced at the basic mapping in the Ranger course so that the soldiers could direct long-range artillery fire at any time, and he quickly memorized the plan, only to realize that the territory captured by the Crusaders was only a very small part of the Vault, and that the painstakingly carved gate was only the first labyrinth system, and without detailed map guidance, the Crusaders would definitely be brewing their own bitter wine.

"You, a pre-war person, should know better than me that this is a private shelter built by the Willand Company, and I have reason to believe that the homogeneous product of this bottle of potion is in the hands of Speaker Hudson of Mandsville, and you must assist me in obtaining the substance, and at the same time ......"

The black leather gloves lightly touched the straight line of the lifting platform, "If you find any clues, people, or items related to the lower part of the Vault, report it immediately, or I will deprive you of the blood of Hydra with my own hands!" ”

If the real blood pressure throbbed Simon's heart, in front of the Thousand Faces, Simon even had difficulty moving his steps, and that sense of crisis that could not be hidden was only experienced when he met Adolfina for the first time. Adolfina Morfin the Transfigurative, the One with a Thousand Faces, does he have a real name? Nine Hydra songs, what about the other seven?

Simon's hairs stand on end.

Glancing at the Man with a Thousand Faces, Simon rubbed the floor plan deep into his mind. "Your rib strips have been replaced with alloy, your spleen is healing, and you'll need to adapt to rejection during this time, and you'll know when I need you." The Man with a Thousand Faces put on his officer's cap, helped Simon up and lay him back on the camp bed, and before Simon could track his tracks, he didn't blink an eye, and the Man with a Thousand Faces was out of sight.

While the military doctor came over to replace the hanging water bottle, Simon asked

Ask for another piece of food. "That's all there is to it, you'd better chew it before eating." The medic reminded. The boots of the SDF soldiers slammed on, and the sound of gunfire from the depths of the corridor was more torturous than the pain, and someone said, "We have more ammunition than food!" Enough for those dog sons to taste! ”

Three servings of lasagna in a row, Simon felt relieved of the hunger and thirst that was hungry enough to gnaw his fingers, and the wound that had not yet been removed was itchy for a while, Simon was slightly surprised, this is an instinctive pain that only has signs of healing, but it is at most thirty-six hours before the operation in the medical cabin, you must know that during the five-year war, Simon was attacked by an air raid when he was evacuating Königsberg, and a shell exploded near the landing craft, and Simon lay down for several weeks before getting out of the ICU for that piece of abdominal shrapnel. A broken rib punctured the organs, which is no longer an injury that a first-aid injection or treatment device can handle.

Simon thought about it, and had no choice but to give credit to the medical pod and the mutant gene, secretly thinking that if these Vault technologies had appeared earlier, so many Allied soldiers would not have been killed or wounded in vain.

The frequency of sending back wounded soldiers was reduced, proving that the Crusader offensive on the front line had been frustrated again, and Simon could not help but be a little gloating after a sudden death. Who would have thought that in a few days, he would go from a mercenary waiting for the snow to melt into a crusader infantry, staining the lives of countless Mandsville soldiers and civilians, and then turning into a self-defense army, or the self-defense army saved his life, and so on, why not be surprised?

The wound was like a maggot, and Simon couldn't sleep, and the shelter in the middle of the night finally calmed down, and the soldiers on the opposite side of Simon woke up his companion with a loud snort, and drove him away with kicks and blows. Simon gradually fell asleep, and when he was half asleep, he always seemed to have an extra sharp mind.

Randolph's Overseer Inside, the Messenger in the Infantry Chariot, the Black Flag Chariot Commander, the Chopper's Fear, the Gun Knight's Guard, Captain Slinton of the Mandesville Self-Defense Army, the Thousand Faces, the Hydra Nine, the Green Elixir, and the Wieland Company Sanctuary.

Many nouns are arranged and combined in an orderly manner, forming an absurd and realistic picture, Simon seems to grasp the point, but it is like a broken dream after dawn, meaningless and full of meaning.

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. m.