"Stop!" Simon ripped off his winter towel and shouted, the cold wind poured into his throat, choking his tongue a little. There was a creaking sound from the tracks of the captured Crusader heavy all-terrain vehicles. It is a vehicle with chain tires attached, and when traveling on slippery roads, four round tires on each side with five carrier roller wheels bounce into triangular tracks, which can be converted into flat ground in less than three seconds. It really lives up to the name of an all-terrain vehicle. Before the war, the Allied snow reconnaissance detachment used vehicles like a system, and Simon felt more and more extraordinary in his heart about the Crusaders' Harrisburg Vault, how many vehicle production lines and stocks were stored to arm the huge crusaders?

The other two tall ATVs followed. "What's wrong? Top dog? Marco rolled down the window and asked, now that it was approaching midnight, it would be a little more risk to spend more time in the wilderness.

Simon jumped out of the car and took out his binoculars to mark the shelter behind a low hill in the distance.

"We're not going back to the city rallying point, there, we're spending the night there." Simon handed over the binoculars, and Marco passed it to Ramirez. Marco jumped a little: "Boss! I have a box of bullets stored at school! The little ones have a bunch of cans waiting to be eaten! Let's take a detour to catch some more fish that slipped through the net? ”

"No, you'd better leave your cans to the living corpses to pick their teeth." Simon said, patting Ramilles on the shoulder and getting into the car, and seeing that the golden eye had seen his thoughts, he hastily drew a few lines on the map, looked up to determine the position of the stars, and calculated the possible deviation position. Unconditionally supported Simon's decision.

The convoy immediately changed direction and headed in a very different direction from the previous day's city hideout. Peter sat in the passenger seat, wrapped in a blood-stained blanket, and the crude needlework indicated that it must have been hand-woven. The wipers also don't clean the windshield with stubborn snow spots.

"I remember that the spoils share agreement has not been completely reached, you want to release their pigeons?" Peter asked.

Simon sat in the back seat and habitually cleaned the residue of the M110A4's breech, gently brushed the two barrels throughout, and said: "I can't trust them, once I die in an accident, it will become five or five points, no matter what, it is enough for the bloodline mission vane, I am a mortal, I can't fight vampires, in the face of the violent bear."

I was a helpless chicken, and I would rather give up some than take a risk, because they could find a presence in the Crusaders, and they might not be able to sell my whereabouts to the Crusaders. ”

Peter nodded, trust existed in equal strength, and Peter couldn't help but ask himself, if someone really gave enough benefits, would he sell the young man in the back seat who had only been known for a year and a half? It was too much to conclude the question, so Peter shook his hair, skipped it, turned off the heater, and said, "So that's part of the plan?" ”

"That's why I'm putting you on the outside." Simon reached out and pulled the backpack under the seat, opened it to see that there was still a row of armor-piercing warheads, and said calmly: "Except for the team members, and Adolfina, no one is worthy of my wholehearted dedication. ”

The warm air vent was silent, and the temperature of the carriage seemed to drop at the moment of stopping, and Peter shrugged his shoulders and said, "At least save some fuel." For some reason, the three people in the car all smiled. Peter thought, how many people in the team he trusted?

The vehicle drove into the sheltered notch, Marco led three riflemen with silencers to check the safety situation, and the rest of the men hurriedly laid camouflage tarpaulins, and the Crusaders placed a lot of supplies in the trunk of the all-terrain vehicle, enough for the squad to continue fighting for a while.

With a few muffled sounds, the security team took out a litter of wolf cubs, grabbed the snow-white fur cubs one by one, and threw them to Peter: "Boy! Come! Raise two puppies to keep warm. ”

Peter's eight white teeth are exposed, and he has two cubs whose eyes have not yet opened and began to squeak and squeak, and the mammalian cubs look harmless and cute...... Winter is the default truce and trade break, and no one will travel long distances in the wasteland winter, so there is no ordinary journey. Peter stroked the soft fluff and wrapped it in a trench coat, and the cry of the cub faded into obscurity, and he threw it back to Marko, smiling and saying to the cave Nunu, "Go and tear down some pine branches, I'm going to barbecue." ”

Marco, of course, would not be driven by the hairless half-size man on his mouth, and after a dry laugh, Fasley staggered up to Peter, face to face, and the tattoo of the god on the left side of his face was infinitely closer. Two young men of about the same age engaged in a silent wrestling, and Jonathan carried the armory box into the wolf cub cave, completely unconcerned about his son.

Simon rubbed his hands together

Follow Jonathan into the dry cave, where the characteristic smell of wolf dung fills his nose, and he opens the armorybox combination lock, revealing Elijah Solomon, who has been unjointed and curled up on all fours. The bald giant man carried the rope and hung it, and Simon took a rag to wipe off the noble boy who was indulging in his own filth, pinched his chin and poured food. "What do you want to say?"

Elijah's eyes pierced with hatred, and only then did he get out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den, Solomon took great pains to invite the whale team of Heinrich Mercenary Company to prove that this Solomon son has value worth saving, Simon is not in a hurry to pry his mouth open, how to dig up information from the captive's mouth in a short time is also a course for the Rangers, but it needs to be at the right time.

After cooking Elijah, Simon finished watching Peter, who was wrestling, at the mouth of the cave, and the two young and enthusiastic young men were entangled. "Tie!" Simon refereed. If you don't fight and don't know each other, Fastley and Peter wrap their necks around each other and admit each other's strength.

"I almost got to take that kid down." Simon calls Peter into the cave and passes by his father, while Jonathan and his team eat meat and drink as they faintly block the entrance to the cave.

"Didn't you notice that Fastley was releasing water? He's very stable, he's stronger than you. Simon pierced the facts, pressed Peter's shoulder, gray-blue eyes to Peter's dark eyes, and said, "There is one thing that can only be done by you." ”

Simon pointed to the armory, pulled Peter closer, and said in a low voice: "You know what is inside, I can't carry a burden, in case it is captured by others, once Solomon puts us in his eyes, we will be finished, I want you to take this box, go back to Steel City, put it in the Adolfina safe in the Glatheham Tavern, and feed according to the breeder, you know Vivien, Hydra will not explore personal privacy, your father is thick-headed, no one is suitable except you." ”

Simon removed the M110A4 sniper rifle from his shoulder and handed it to Peter. "In the days when I am not there, you will go to the Hydra underground shooting range to practice your gun, except for the cat-eared lady, the rest of Hydra should not be contacted, at the latest spring will be as soon as January, I will be triumphant, looking forward to my return when you are already a qualified sharpshooter."

Before he knew it, Peter's height was just a piece of black bread away from Simon, and he gave Simon a heavy hug and said, "You trust me?" ”

"In the world, the most trusted person in the world is you."

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