Simon glanced at his watch, at 0:20 a.m., the sun could not be seen in the shelter, and the biological clock of the person also changed with the attack launched by the Crusaders at some point, just like the one Simon participated in, no one knows when the attack evolved into a sudden large-scale attack, the heartstrings of each self-defense army were extremely tight, and the only ones who could really relax were probably the wounded soldiers who were seriously injured and disabled, but they all had a pistol hidden under their bunks, and they were on fire, and their wives and children died in the bombing of Mandsville, The only point of living is to wait for the distant end of the siege.

Simon shook his head and moved away from his chair, he got a small alcohol stove, the vault was stocked with a lot of hard-to-buy coffee powder, humans are a race ruled by alcohol, tobacco and caffeine, and can find alternatives to relieve their loved ones in any situation, Simon doesn't know if the day of judgment has broken the genetic chain, but the woolly bears love vodka and are imprinted in their bones, just as Germany loves beer and Union GIs love Coca-Cola.

Simon silently stared at the blue flame ignited by the alcohol block, poured some pinch of instant coffee powder, and did not adjust the spoon, so Simon shook and shook, the shallow aroma of coffee did not wake up the people in this medical area, and even the signal soldiers who should be on duty by the walkie-talkie also fell asleep with their chins propped up, unaware of the blood oozing from the bandages on their arms.

Simon slowly sipped half a can of coffee, put it aside, clenched his fist and gagged it to his mouth, walked to the side of the signal soldier, picked up the walkie-talkie connected to the command room, drip electric noise, listened for a while, and when he turned around, Dr. Nathan packed up the medical box, raised his fingers and shhhed: "Wait until Ricardo wakes up and tell him that the walkie-talkie is broken, now my walkie-talkie can be used, come on, you can help me carry some injections, Councillor Sidkaard is calling us." ”

I wanted to finish the remaining half can of coffee, but Hinkson had already swallowed a drop left, raised his hat, and said, "I need this more than you do." ”

"Sidekald MP is the youngest member of parliament and was shot twice in the thigh six days ago." The corridor daylight bricks reduce the lighting intensity as the clock changes, so as to provide residents with a simulated sense of day and night as much as possible. Dr. Nathan's steel needle-like beard was mixed with black and white, I don't know if it was stained with grease or unwiped blood, the medic's hat was pinned to the epaulettes, half of his hair was brushed to one side, and the spots were thin and highlighted many islands in the sea, and the gray light made the medic's face sunken and sallow. Simon remembered the demarcation of skin color and race, when people are alive, there is blood flowing, and white and yellow people actually don't look too different, but after death, you can see that kind of miserable white and gray skin, which can be distinguished at a glance.

Doctor Nathan walked very slowly, very shaky, obviously there was no wind, the overhead light was slightly shaking, Simon rubbed his eyes, as if there was really non-existent dust falling into his eyes.

"You should be thankful to the Councillor, who was standing outside the medical cabin at the time, but he gave you priority." Doctor Nathan said, there were no guards outside the gate, and there were no guards inside the gate, and the doctor's hat pinned to the epaulette snapped off, and no one had the strength to bend down and pick it up.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but my brother is really miserable......" Dr. Nathan rang the doorbell, three electronic "ticks", and the sliding door opened to the right, but it was a small Luo at first sight

Bu Tou, the height is only up to Simon's waist.

The boy, who must have been seven or eight years old, stood on tiptoe and looked at the syringe box in Simonte's hand, silently watching the medic examine Councillor Sidkaard's injuries. Even by pre-war standards, the Congressman was a very handsome Tom Cruise-like figure, and sometimes the sleepy medic would accidentally move a little wider, touching some pus-filled wounds of the Councilman, and the Councillor would only frown slightly and not say much.

"Thank you, med." After the medic finished a shot of morphine, the congressman said.

Dr. Nathan took out a shadowless knife to cut off some of the councillor's wounds, took off his mask, sighed, and said, "I suggest you go to the medical cabin for an operation, the blood vessels I urgently connected for you are too rough. ”

The councillor grabbed his brother and shook his head, indicating his attitude, saying, "Let the cures be reserved for those who need them more." The councillor turned his gaze to Simon, tilting the corners of his lips slightly. Ah, it's nice to see you, and if I have the chance, please make a toast to your health and mine. ”

"I will." Simon nodded, but the councillor stretched out his palm, "Shall e?" ”

"My pleasure." The two shook hands, and both noticed the temperature of their palms.

"Waiting for your summons, Mr. Councillor." The medic bowed slightly, and the boy escorted them out of the simple two-bed room, and the councillor watched them leave.

A hint of sweetness passed through his nose, and Simon couldn't help but yawn, and then came to his senses again. "Come here, it's just the right time." Doctor Nathan suddenly changed his cold tone and said, Hinkson, who was still walking slowly, closed his eyes tightly, and was gently pulled by the military doctor and stood in place.

"Addicted to a leisurely life so quickly?" Doctor Nathan scoffed, a little divine light in his pupils that did not contain human feelings indicated his identity, maybe he was indeed a military doctor a moment ago, and at this time, he became a man of a thousand faces.

Simon stared at the Thousand Faces for a few seconds, until the feeling of coercion that came from his blood gradually rose. "Hydra loves the night, and I'm sure you are too." The Man with a Thousand Faces took out the M17 pistol hidden in the medic's satchel and inserted it into the silencer, while erecting the identification card that should have been stolen from the parliamentarian's clothes.

The sliding door opened silently, "Doctor? Is there anything else......" Before the words fell, it was so slight that it fell like an eraser, and the bullet hit the councillor's throat. "You, get rid of him." The Man of the Thousand Faces stunned the councillor's brother with an arrow, took out a first-aid injection and plunged it into the councillor's body, covering the mouth of Councillor Sidekald until he passed out.

"This first-aid shot was enough for him to last for several days before he died." The Man of the Thousand Faces took off the councilor's bracelet, glared at Simon dissatisfied, and said, "Kill him." ”

The silencer pistol touched Simon's shoulder, and Simon wrung the boy's neck with a blank expression. "That's right, remember, these are just mortals, we are Hydra, destined to be beyond the mundane, he should be glad to have died at our hands, the Gun Knight is known to love these kinds of little chicks."

The Thousand Faces poured out all the injections from the injection box that Simon was holding earlier, and Simon keenly noticed that all the injections were red, green, and blue. Simon departed

I wondered why I still had a few empty large syringes in it, which came in handy. The One with a Thousand Faces reconcocted the injection and poured it into the thermos cup that the Medic carried with him. Removing the wiring in the vault room to connect to the thermos cup, and continuing to take off the Councilman's Rolex watch, fasten it to the thermos cup, and return it all to zero, and when the second hand beats, Simon knows that a simple time bomb has been set successfully.

"You can just use high-energy explosives." Simon said that he had been an ordnance administrator for a few days, and the warehouse was full of grenades, and the Thousand Faces smiled contemptuously and replied: "Sugar, ammonia, liquid oxygen, plus some exclusive secret recipes, the energy released by this little baby is five times stronger than that of ordinary grenades, and a fragmentation grenade cannot destroy the shelter." ”

"You're going to destroy this place?" Simon was surprised.

The Thousand Faces walked out the door, flicked Nurse Hinkson with his fingers, and walked towards the rest area like a tomboy robot. "Thanks to your Hydra blood, I have to say, Morfin's vision is really good, your blood is several times stronger than ordinary people, I have located the approximate range of the potion, and the meaning of the existence of this base is that potion."

"There are thousands of people in there!" Simon said, even though this was a knee-jerk move, the Thousand Faces also saw that Simon did not have any resistance, and said, "Well, the number of deaths in the wasteland every day is more than a thousand, come, I guess you don't really want to stay in this dark place." ”

"Yes." Simon replied.

The two of them continued to walk towards the main control room, and with Councilor Sidkaard's identification bracelet, the defense of the empty general control room was easily breached, and in fact, it was impossible for the Self-Defense Forces to have more than enough manpower to defend these vital places. Doctor Nathan's veteran seniority in the Self-Defense Forces has also become the best talisman, and there is no way to stop it.

The Man with a Thousand Faces swept through the main control room and set the parameters for destruction. "Get your watch ready, we've got to warm up." The Thousand Faces continued to pull out the concoction syringe and inject it into various containers, pulling out the Technician's M17 pistol and throwing it to Simon.

The only place where guards were on duty was the residence of Speaker Hudson of Mandsville. "Please inform Mr. Speaker, Nathan asks to see you." The pleasant appearance of the Thousand Faces did not arouse the guards at all, and he even made a few innocuous jokes with the guards. The Man with a Thousand Faces raised five fingers behind his back, indicating that there were six people in the room. "I have something to talk to Speaker Hudson about." The One with a Thousand Faces reminded.

The sliding door closed, and two guards stood behind the two councillors, and the white-haired old man in the center was naturally the most powerful man in Mandsville. "It's so late, Doctor ......" still didn't fall, the two pistols fired in unison, and under the difference in AATS flow rate of one to three, Simon directly turned on the fully automatic mode, and after the four people were killed, a string of extra bullets exploded.

"What did you do! Doctor! The guard behind the speaker fell down with a bullet in his eyebrows, and with a breath, the man with a thousand faces grabbed the speaker's throat and asked sharply: "Gene solidification potion!" Lower Shelter Authorization Code! Passes! Where is it! Where is it! ”

Simon ignored the scene and sat down, looking at the portrait of the Father of the Federation stained with human blood, which was probably not the separation of powers he had envisioned.

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