A cigarette burns out.

Sez went on to another one, and frankly said that a four-powered, out-and-out high-level Hydra, even if he was not a psionic, would not have a problem burning a small flame on his fingertips with the power of his bloodline, but despite this, Sez was willing to carry a windproof kerosene lighter made of strong alloy steel.

A lighter has many functions, and fire itself is the first sign of what distinguishes humans from wild beasts, and today, the best and toughest hunters can survive the summer in the Michigan wilderness with a dagger and a lighter. Fire, which can roast raw meat into cooked meat, can burn red knives, ignite gunpowder, cause wildfires, and throw fires at the oil depot at the right time, then this is the most expensive thing in the world.

Every soldier knows, especially the Rangers who have survived in the wasteland, can not be absolutely trusted in any situation, who to believe? Yourself? No, the only unconditional obedience to the command, only thoughts.

The second cigarette turned into ashes, Sezi gasped, the kung fu of the two cigarettes, he had already bandaged the wounds of himself and the hairy boy next to him, Rao is lining is multi-layer Kevlar fiber pointed bullet can still pass through, if it is an empty tip bullet that stops focusing, I'm afraid he will have some trouble at this time. But in Sezi's decades of fighting, this level is far from impressive. Compared to Harrisburg, the East Coast, the Black Mountain Free Zone, and the Western Desert, the Great Lakes Industrial Zone is too easy.

It was so easy that he could light a third cigarette and not have to worry about the rustling on the ruins.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, one person was shot in the eyebrows, and the other homeless people who smelled the smell of banknotes a kilometer away immediately left in a panic, and the few strong men with shovel handles made rough rifles in their hands were still ready to move, but the truly knowledgeable locals had long since identified what the sound of a bullet was discharged, of course, they would not warn, after all, the summer is very short, and the winter is very long.

People are also a resource in themselves.

"Wake up......" Sezi finally sighed, spewed out a smoke ring, and the burning dark red cigarette butt poked directly at Simon's arm, "Zi~" filled with a burnt smell, Simon opened his eyes in an instant, the whole person stood up, and then leaned straight back, only the extremely short breathing sound proved that the person was still alive and vigorous.

Seth stripped off Simon's gas mask, making him more happy, he put his hands on his knees, his backpack was full of rattling bullets, and the dense detonation under the side shook off the bullet box, Sez filled the special magazine of P90 one by one, like this firearm that was only issued to SWAT special operations units before the war, and ordinary people didn't even know how to reload the magazine, let alone operate it correctly, dark coagulated blood stains stuck to Sezi's forehead, gray-red, gray-gray-red.

"That's almost enough time for you to calm down."

Simon coughed a few times, probably really lucky, he did get a lot of bullets, but basically carried down the bulletproof porcelain plate, some of the penetrating injuries looked terrible, in fact, with the ability of Hydra medicine, it was just a little rest for ten days. But that's not what Simon is concerned about.

"My wound ......" Simon looked at his palm, he clearly remembered that when he was hiding in the barricade of the lower shelter, a 5.7 bullet that penetrated the cement hit the palm of his palm, and the warhead with similar kinetic energy loss was the most dangerous, so the back of Simon's left hand was blown into an irregular oval, and he didn't take his finger down.

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Turning over the palm of his hand, a trace of flesh buds were intertwining and clinging at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few minutes, the wound the size of a small can of fruit had shrunk to the size of a coin. "Wounds...... In healing. ”

Seiz lit the fourth cigarette, he was not interested in leaving a few for Simon, in the future, the two of them obviously can't go back to Hydra, whether they can set foot in Steel City is a question mark, at this time, if you don't smoke a few black swan cigarettes that are only produced in the Cleveland Vault factory, where will you go? He didn't bother to care about the homeless people who were messing around, glanced at Simon, and said, "You are a purple-blooded one, the purest pure-blooded bloodline mixed with the most violent mutant genes, and this ability to heal yourself quickly is just one of your several gifts. ”

Without waiting for Simon to answer, Seiz threw over a 50-round magazine, and when he knocked on the AATS watch, he also raised his sleeves, revealing a mechanical clock with a case, sometimes three minutes and seconds, and said: "Your fist is the most reliable, the gun will empty bullets, the watch will run out of overload, and the human will will not be exhausted." ”

Simon wasn't surprised that Seitz knew about the existence of AATS, and when he first found them in Fort Kent, the instructions stated that there were still several untapped hours hand abilities, but as Hydra's capabilities deepened, Simon became less and less likely to use AATS with overload sequelae. There may be another way to untie it, but all you need to do is untie the strap to get it off.

"You've saved me twice, and the last time I didn't have time to thank you in person, I owe you two lives." Simon turned on his new Zhibao fire engine with a "ding", and the two men sat silently in the ruins of reinforced concrete.

"Why?"

Seiz took a sip of the kettle and handed it to Simon, it was 9 o'clock in the morning, and the wilderness did not raise lazy people, and those who should plant wheat, those who should hunt, those who should rob, and those who should take off their skirts were all moving. "Keep the scales balanced, that's all."

"That's it?"

Seth didn't bother to say more, pulled on the black and white skull scarf, stood up fully armed, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense when you're rested, your people, the people of the army, and the people of the Union faction are almost here, stand up, rangers." ”

Simon stepped on the cigarette butt, pulled the bolt of the submachine gun, and the five senses that had been turned on strengthened and heard some movements that should not have been.

Sezi grabbed the edges and corners of the prefabricated slab and stepped on the empty steel bar all the way up, and when the gunfire rang out, he did not slow down at all, but reminded: "Fill it with water!" The road is long! ”

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The sun is shining and verdant.

"Are you talking about 'Scarlett Carson' roses, oh, that's pretty rare." A warm smile flowed from Vickers's lips, and although it was quite thin under the arc, the gray powder after a little powder was even more inducing.

As the eldest daughter of the Solomon family, Vickers's schedule is naturally very full, and after the thunderous morning exercise every day, she has to deal with the family chores for a morning, from auditing the accounts to meeting with subordinates, of course, if there is a visit from a distinguished guest, it may as well be postponed.

The sound of gurgling water has been measured by a precision system and dripped rhythmically, falling into the soilless cultivation trough, and the new green is very gratifying, even Solomon's cold silver main color can be plated with soft curved edges. Vickers put his hands behind his waist, his pale blonde braids gently tied over his shoulders, and smiled

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Yan Yan.

"When~" The small door between the factories suddenly opened, and the comers walked briskly all the way, completely ignoring the hard regulations that must be disinfected to enter the soilless cultivation area, and a smell of blood and sweat dispersed with the ventilation duct in an instant.

"The family has recently succeeded in extracting Scarlett roses and has already cultivated the first plants." Vickers expertly lifted the corner of the seal, and the thin layer of shading film blocked the light that adjusted with the time of day and night in the factory, and there was a thrilling red inside.

The woman who can completely break away from labor in the wasteland is actually an extraordinary person, and besides, this place is within the black walls, and those who can enter the core area of Solomon are naturally very close allies. Erin Ofosis bowed her head implicitly and praised: "Your family's biotechnology has really gone further, and such a fragile flower has also been successfully bred, I wonder if I can cut a lipstick from you at that time?" ”

"Look at what you said." Vickers glanced at the guest just right, and was about to re-apply the shading film, but a gust of wind swept it away, and it was torn directly against the light film, boom! The delicate Scarlett rose was suddenly exposed to the sun, but the golden ratio of fifty geometric diamonds was the most striking of the golden ratio, looking at its flawless iridescent petals.

It's like a flash in the pan.

"Miss......" Vickers hurriedly wanted to stop the light film, but it was too late, the roses were in full bloom, and they withered immediately, Vickers almost felt dizzy, and the family took a lot of effort to cultivate three! Every one of them is a mother seedling! How can it be measured purely in terms of money? Vickers couldn't attack at this moment, although the smile was there, his eyes were extremely cold, staring at this decently bad side branch kid.

"What's the urgency?" Vickers said with a thin lip, his mind quickly calculated how much expected yield would be lost after losing a mother seedling, Scarlett Rose can be used to make the best lip red, but its significance lies more in the necessary raw materials of certain preparations, such as using it to neutralize mutant blood and regulate rejection.

She was heartbroken, and she also understood that the factory guards were not for nothing, and would let in the dusty servants, even if the surname was "Solomon".

The visitor swallowed a mouthful of blood saliva. His arms trembled uncontrollably, the gunshot wound made him unable to straighten his back, and Vickers even bent down to listen to the news that was so secret that it had to be reported in person.

"Your cousin...... There's news......"

Vickers immediately dissipated all anger, she had many cousins, and there was only one one to find, the most talented architect in the House of Solomon and even in the House of the Black Wall, the timed bomb who knew too many family secrets, the name that had been lingering in her ears for half a year.

"Where's Elijah? Where? Vickers ignored the outsiders and asked eagerly, and then she got another name, one she never wanted to hear.

"In the hands of Hydra."

"Adolfina Morfin."

The waiter took the messenger down to heal, and although Erin Ofosis did not deliberately inquire, she knew that Vickers had no intention of accompanying her, so she said with interest: "Time is in a hurry, and I will bother you next time." ”

In the end, she reluctantly looked back at the rose that had completely withered in the past, which was like cinder ash, unsightly, and sighed: "What a pity." ”

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