At this moment, in a gloomy room, Xiao Jiu stood outside the window and looked for a moment, and only after confirming that there was no one around, did he return to the room.

She sat down, pulled out a map, confirmed where she was, and ran her finger all the way to Las Vegas.

She pulled two things out of her backpack. They were placed on the ground, one was a nautical chart stolen from Lin Ci, and the other was a nautical instrument.

Xiao Jiu's face gradually had a smile, "I really didn't expect it, the nautical instrument and the nautical chart are already in my hands." With these two things, it is possible to find that place. If the Night Stalker's information is true, then I can find it there......"

"Everyone, wait a little longer, we'll meet soon."

Auroville, the Western Alliance trial base.

As she walked through a dark hallway, Bertasha's mood was as dark as this one. She was flanked by a soldier who was tall and handsome, and if there was a downside, it was that they had no expression on their faces. Dead, like the atmosphere in the Inquisition.

This is a tomb.

Although it is an inquisition, it has nothing to do with religion, and it is purely a third-party organization formed to supervise night stalkers. Their job is to evaluate each of the Night Stalker's actions and interview the commander in case of a major misstep to make sure the Night Stalker can stay on the right path.

At the same time, the Inquisition's report will be related to a series of evaluations such as the authorization of follow-up operations and additional resources, so that the commander of each night stalker will not take the interview lightly.

This was Bertasha's first interview.

She has been the commander of the Night Stalkers for over a year since graduating with honors from the Night Stalkers' training camp.

And all this because of an inconspicuous thief.

Upon entering, there was a dimly lit space inside, and some figures could be faintly seen, and they were the judges. The identity of the inquisitor is kept absolutely confidential and is not exposed to the commander during the interview to ensure that there is no interference with the commander.

The two soldiers gestured inside, and Betasha strode in. When the door closed behind him, it was pitch black.

As a pillar of light fell, Betasha saw chairs one after another. Other than that, nothing.

That's her chair.

Then there was a rustling sound in the darkness, what seemed to be the sound of turning paper, and a moment later a man coughed dryly and said, "Tell me a little about yourself." ”

"Betasha, Commander of the Third Elite Squad of the Night Stalkers."

Then I heard the voice say, "Lady Bertasha, why did the Third Elite Team be wiped out?" Why did you survive? ”

"Distinguished Inquisitors. In Las Vegas, the target is a multitude of comrades with extraordinary combat capabilities. Among them are mutants, and there are also three Taiyi warriors! ”

There was a lot of talk in the darkness.

A slightly harsh voice rang out: "Impossible, mutants and Taiyi warriors are under their jurisdiction, how can they assist the target." ”

"It was my mistake." Betasha exclaimed, "I admit that the intelligence was not sufficient, and the miscalculation of the target's power led to this fiasco. But I'm sure that what I've seen is not only that there are three Taiyi warriors around the target, but also that one of them should be familiar to you. ”

"Oh?"

"Wellington!"

An extremely magnetic voice suddenly sounded: "You said that the giant who ran away from the Alliance? ”

"Exactly."

"So, the rumors are true."

"Wellington is actually out of it."

Betasha stood up and said, "Judges, I think it's imperative to recover the important things in the case. We need that, and only with that nautical chart on the Penguin can we find that lost island in the long river of history! ”

There was a sudden silence in the darkness.

Then someone coughed dryly and said, "Lady Betasha is right, since you are the commander of this incident, I might as well reveal something else to you." The operation responsible for retrieving the nautical chart on the Penguin also had a huge obstacle, not to mention the sinking of the Penguin, and the intervention of the pretenders. So now, the situation is very complicated. ”

Betasha was stunned: "What, if we can't get the chart, there's no point in us recovering the chart." ”

"So we feel that these two matters should now be combined and dealt with together. This reduces unnecessary waste of resources and also increases efficiency. ”

"Ms. Betasha, due to the urgency of the situation, the assessment of your qualifications will be left for a later date. In addition to that, we will approve the Black Falcon Legion to attack. As for the specific candidates, it is up to you to choose them personally. ”

The expression on Betasha's face froze for a moment, then turned to ecstasy, and she bowed towards the darkness ahead, "Thank you very much for the trust of the Inquisitors, I swear that I will complete this mission!" ”

When Betasha walked out of the dimly lit room, she was in a very different mood than when she came. Even the dark corridor seemed to be a lot brighter.

As she left the gates of the Inquisition, a car happened to stop in front of the stone steps, and a man emerged from it.

Giles?

The name immediately crossed Betasha's mind.

Betasha responded with a light smile, and then the two looked in different directions, and Betasha's pace quickened slightly.

If there were any characters in Dawn City that would upset her, Gilles was certainly one of them.

Even, from some unofficial channels, Betasha learned some confirmed news that the Night Stalker was able to be officially established, or this person prompted it. And he provided some technical help, which allowed the Black Falcon project to go from theory to actual combat effectiveness.

As a specialized agency specializing in dealing with pretenders, and even mutants or Taiyi warriors, the Night Stalker has its own independent and complete intelligence system.

But in this system, only Giles's information was missing. All information related to it is encrypted, and even the Night Stalker Commander has no access to it.

There is even a rumor circulating among the night stalkers, and many commanders believe that Gilles is probably the minister of the night stalkers, and no one knows what he looks like or what his name is, and only the big man who appears on the various warrants with this code name.

She drove the Humvee out of the Inquisition and headed for the Night Stalker's headquarters in Dawnlight.

Now that she has received permission from the Inquisitor, it is up to Bertasha to personally select the Black Falcon.

"Good afternoon."

Walking down the hallways of the Inquisition, Giles smiled and greeted everyone who passed by. Some respond politely, and more of them don't pass by.

Bluebeard sighed, "You're so busy. ”

He stopped in front of a study and knocked on the door with his gloved hand, and an old voice said, "Come in." ”

He pushed the door open.

The study is freshly and elegantly furnished, with the windows open and the afternoon sun shining into the room. In the light, the dust gently swirled and drifted in the air. There's a painting on the wall, but it's not a masterpiece. At least, in Giles's memory, there is no shadow of this painting.

The painting was drawn by the old man behind the desk.

The old man, with silver hair, was looking at a tablet, pointed to the chair in front of him and said, "I made tea, if you want to drink it, you can pour it yourself." ”

"Is it true that the people in the Inquisition are so cold, even you, Mr. Ban." Giles took his hat off and placed it on the coat rack. Lean the crutches to the side, remove gloves, and sit down at your desk.

The old man who put down the computer shook his head and said, "It's so hot, you can still dress like this, and sure enough, your Zerg's adaptability is not ordinary." ”

"Who told me to come back from the grave? As I've said from the time I came into contact with those above you, I'm not on either the side of humans or the Zerg. ”

Gilles stroked his blue beard with his hand, "And I promise, I won't allow anyone else to interfere with the operations of Dawn City." ”

The old man sat up straight, and suddenly chuckled, "We have an operation that has been interfered with by a mysterious force. ”

"You mean the Penguin, right?" Gilles' figure froze.

"That's right, what do you think we should do?"

"Just let it go. However, you didn't ask me to come to the Inquisition just to inquire about my position, did you? ”

"Of course, there's another thing. The old man's face furrowed.

"Oh?"

"It's a black falcon, and a couple of guys have to be disposed of lately." Ben frowned, "Isn't there a more stable technique?" ”

"Don't be insatiable, Ban." Giles took a sip of the black tea, nodded and said, "It tastes pretty good." ”

"You should know that mutants have low growth in the first place, and if you want them to evolve, you will naturally pay some price, right? But it's hard for me to reassure someone who has evolved too strong. ”

"Okay, I'll leave the disposal work to me, after all, this is the after-sales service we said before, and I won't shirk it."

"Then I'll be relieved."

Jumping off the warship, the island breeze blew Bettasha's hair in a hurry. She stepped into a highly defensive car. There was a sign on the car, it was a black bird of prey, which was the sign of a black falcon.

The place she was going to was on the island of Yve, east of Auroville, and after receiving authorization from the Night Stalker's headquarters, Betasha arrived on the island of Yves on a special warship.

Right now, the car will take her to Château d'If. There she will arrive at the base in the sea at a distance of 100 meters, which is the heart of the Black Falcon.

The car stopped at the entrance to the base, and ten soldiers watched around with expressionless faces.

From here, you have to walk, and Betasha, who came here for the first time, has nothing on the surface, but she is on guard inside.

After passing through an area of energy reserves, Betasha spotted a short-haired man.

Vince, director of the base in the sea.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Chief Bertasha." Vince stepped forward and waved at her.

Betasha took out a tablet and opened it, revealing an electronic power of attorney inside. She handed it to Vince: "Please, I have been entrusted by the Inquisition to be the commander of special events, and for the sake of the mission, I need the cooperation of the Black Falcon." ”

Vince looked at the email, sent the confirmation password, nodded and said, "No problem, there are twelve black falcons that can be dispatched and can be used normally." You can pick five here, and you'll see their profiles later. ”

"I thought I could meet with them."

"Of course you can, but there's one thing in the base that needs to be dealt with first. You can take a look at their profile before you deal with it. ”

"What's a priority that takes precedence over a particular event I'm dealing with?"

They had already walked into the base, and Vince stopped and said, "It's a clean-up incident, Chief Betasha." You may have heard that the clean-up of the base is not a simple matter. ”

Betasha nodded.

Of course she had heard of it.

The so-called base clean-up incident refers to those black falcons that are out of control and need to be disposed of.

After Giles brought a certain technology, the Black Falcon was no longer a theoretical text, but a real combat force.

At the same time, the black falcon is far more uncertain than the night owl. One of them is the loss of reason. At this time, the black falcon is no longer a combat force, but a hidden danger.

The hidden danger will be dealt with, and the person in charge of dealing with it is Baron Giles.

He calls it after-sales service.

To put it simply, the Black Falcon is a mutant that can evolve, which was dismissed as nonsense when the founder of the Black Falcon.

After all, everyone knows that it is difficult for mutants to break through the limit, and they are different from the Taiyi warriors and xenomorphs. In a sense, they are failures.

Failure products have little potential for growth, and of course, there are some exceptions.

In the past records, there are many cases of mutants falling and preying on humans to break through the status quo. But even he believes that it is not evolution, but a second mutation.

A few years ago, Dawn City was attacked by a large number of new xenomorphs, and the defense line was breached layer by layer, and the night stalkers obtained authorization from the Inquisition, freed all the black falcons, and repelled the siege of the new xenomorphs in one fell swoop.

However, that battle also reduced the number of 37 black falcons to less than 20.

But because of this, the other five have further evolved.

Now the five Black Falcons are at the bottom of the base, keeping them refrigerated as they are, and the weapons will be released when needed.

Betasha simply calculated that there were twelve normal black falcons, five refrigerated, that is, two or three black falcons had lost their rationality and needed to be disposed of.

They took the elevator to the base, the doors opened, the passage was black, and the recessed lighting on both sides made the environment of the base look oppressive and eerie. He followed Vince down the passage, barely seeing any members of the base.

The passage was quiet, and the sound of their footsteps was infinitely amplified.

From time to time, some kind of whistling can be heard through the vents, and I don't know if it's the sound of the wind or some kind of cry.

Betasha brought her to a room, which was also black, and she frowned.

"People who come here for the first time are very uncomfortable." Vince Vens pointed to the top of his head, "So I stay in the base on weekdays when I don't need to." But it can't be helped, the black falcon needs a quiet, dimly lit environment. They are monsters born of darkness, and only in darkness can they maintain themselves. ”

"They?"

"Do you think those things are still human? No, it's not the same as your night owls. They don't know how to live, they don't fall in love with someone, they don't have any interests. Miss, they are weapons, they don't know love, they don't know hate, they only know weapons of killing. ”

"And the base is just a storage warehouse for them."