Thirty minutes can't make any moves in the summer, and the closer she gets to success, the more cautious she becomes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The soldiers next to Info were heavily armed in the arsenal, and the same was true for the summer.

He put on a pitch-black mask on the lower half of his face, put on a pitch-black tactical vest, and put on offensive military boots.

Summer carefully tied his shoelaces, tucked his trouser legs into his boots, and checked his shoes again and again, which caused a reaction from the soldiers, but the loyal dogs of the group of hydras did not ask any questions, now that Summer was their commander, they were not qualified to ask about such a thing.

The M4A1 assault rifle was attached to the M203A1 grenade launcher, and the depths of Summer's eyes shone slightly, and he carefully checked the gun and ammunition and placed it on the table in front of him.

The VZ-61 Scorpion submachine gun, which was also carefully examined in the summer, was inserted in the holster on the back of his tactical vest.

Summer picked up two P226 semi-automatic pistols, loaded them with magazines, and inserted them on either side of his left and right thighs.

In front of his freshly removed military uniform, he tucked a delicate four-pipe Dehringer into the inside of his tactical vest.

"That, and that." Summer casually pointed a finger.

Two soldiers walked to the Mk13 grenade launcher and the M107A1 Barrett, respectively. At the same time, Summer also picked up a Gobomark 2 double-edged half-tooth fighting knife, and by the way, two butterfly thorns were inserted in the back of the tactical vest as a spare knife.

"10 minutes, bring ammunition, tarmac 6." Summer said in a deep voice, stepping out of the equipment warehouse. A lot of the things that I picked in the summer were not the equipment that I should have in the 2002 vintage, but they appeared in this game world, and of course the summer will not be stingy to choose.

I don't know if Summer was intentional or unintentional, in fact, the set of equipment on his body is not much different from the suit of the real Winter Soldier. Except that he doesn't have the messy long hair of the Winter Soldier, Summer is no different from the real Winter Soldier in his impression.

Assassination mission? The corners of Summer's mouth were slightly raised, and she got into a small shuttle bus and drove quickly to the tarmac.

Ten minutes later, at the behest of Summer, two soldiers sat in the cockpit, and the remaining three soldiers boarded the military plane with large bags of guns and ammunition. The helicopter took off slowly, and the summer sat firmly in the left row, and the right row of seats, and in front of the summer sat the soldiers who were not very compact in the distance between the three positions.

Summer, while packing up guns and ammunition, hooked a soldier's hand.

The soldier handed over the Barrett M107A1, and Summer suppressed the excitement in his heart, still with a lifeless expression on his face, so he silently wiped the long silver gun, silently waiting for the time to come.

Three hours later, phew! A gunshot rang out!

In the slightly frightened eyes of the two soldiers, Summer's movements did not hesitate, and two more shots were fired quickly. Striding forward, two seconds later, two bloody holes were cut in the skulls of the two soldiers in the cockpit.

"If it's a dream, please don't wake me up." Summer whispered, walked to the back of the cabin, pressed it hard with one hand, and walked back quickly in the constantly shaking body, picking up a huge package, and in front of him was the slowly raised rear hatch.

"If it's a dream, please don't wake me up." Summer rushed out as if he was enchanted, and was greeted by a floating cloud, like a delicious marshmallow in a carnival, but it did not bring a touch of truth to summer.

Summer carried the package, his body vertically upwards, the wind howled, blowing his short hair, scraping his cheeks, the cold feeling made Summer's brain more and more clear.

Boom, there was a loud sound in the distance, and then a wave of air rolled and rushed towards summer. The sound of the plane exploding is so wonderful to the ears of summer. Summer casually threw away the small detonator and continued to shuttle between the sky......

Slowly, the sight of summer is completely shrouded by clouds, in a "fog", below is a sea of clouds, can no longer see the ground, blocking everything rising from the surface, in the distance is the fiery red and dazzling sun, the summer body is fixed, away from the hustle and bustle, away from the shackles, away from the cold and damp prison, standing alone in a sea of clouds.

It's similar to what you see on a plane, but it's completely different in mood and mood. Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only oneself, accompanied by only the blazing sun in the distance, the summer stood silently for a long time, and the mood was finally completely relaxed, and there was no caution and compromise. No more paying attention to any critical gaze and cold rules, and no fear of being disturbed and discovered by anyone.

Gently, Summer let go of the package in her hand, and the huge black backpack floated beside Summer, even though she was still fully armed, but Summer was already in the most relaxed state at this time.

Slowly squinting his eyes, summer covered his eyes with his hands, above the churning sea of clouds, the fiery burning sun was so dazzling, through the gap between his fingers, summer saw a white light, really felt like he was in heaven......

"If, it's a dream. Please don't wake me up. This is the third time that Summer has said such a thing, and it is conceivable that the scene at this time is as dreamlike to Summer as the sea of clouds under his feet.

For ten years, the collar around the neck was taken off like this. The heavy shackles on his body were finally removed at this moment.

Summer finally smiled, but the dark mask on the lower half of his face still obscured his smile, and his expression was very stiff, maybe Summer had long forgotten what kind of expression was needed for a sincere smile. In fact, the smile that comes out of the summer is a little more natural.

What pained Summer the most was that this moment was perhaps his first moment of true relaxation in ten years, but Summer didn't dare to stay for too long. Even in this churning sea of clouds, even in this vast sky, the word hydra still hangs over Summer's heart.

Summer immediately opened her own character template, a lonely ball of light, and it is also the most precious thing that Summer has at this moment.

"Mutant frenzy." Summer muttered softly, maybe that world had a thousand strange mutants, maybe that world was more dangerous than the world of the "Avengers", but Summer didn't care. Because there's no Hydra there, that's where summer is truly free.

At the very least, it can make summer truly free, physically.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Imps, you shouldn't choose that damn mutant world. A frivolous word came to Summer's ear, very abrupt.

Summer's body tensed violently, and she looked around covertly, but she didn't find anyone. The world is vast, the sea of clouds is secluded, there is only a lonely figure in summer, and there is no trace of anyone.