When the first rays of the sun entered the base, it finally announced the end of the ten consecutive days of blizzard.

Standing on the city wall, Huerter looked at the snow that began to melt on the ground, and the temperature began to rise, even if it had snowed heavily in the past few days, it could not withstand the global warming.

No one knows how long the nuclear winter will last before the end, but until now, it seems that it is coming to an end.

Once the snow melts, large swathes of wasteland will have the value of remining and reuse, and it is said that the leader has recently been researching crops, which will continue to attract refugees and survivors from other regions once they are planted on a large scale.

Although the situation was good, Huerter still sighed helplessly.

He looked at Dean in front of him, who was wielding a dagger, the girl's face was full of cruelty, compared to before, as an assassin, she had made great progress under her own teaching.

Dean is also an overlimiter who entered the base earlier, even longer than Huerter joined, probably because of his rather naughty personality and his combat skills, he has not made much progress.

If it continues like this, a good overrunner will also become a waste person in the base where food and clothing are worry-free.

Huerter didn't want his apprentice to become like this, so he launched special training for her for half a year, although the girl was quite dissatisfied, but she only shouted a few words, and she was still meticulous in doing things.

It can be seen that although girls like a comfortable life, they don't want to be buried by this era.

However, the targeted training of the killer for Dean is on the one hand because he can be safe and sound in the event of danger in the future, and even kill the enemy, but the most important thing is another reason.

Looking at Dean's appearance, Huert breathed a long sigh of relief, the dagger in the girl's hand was dexterous and vivid, as if it was integrated with the body, although one move and one style seemed to have no strength, the feminine power contained in it was quite amazing.

Even Huerter felt that the other party had formed a lot of lethality at this time, and he was already a qualified killer.

He admits that he has selfish motives.

Another reason, and the biggest reason, for training Dean to become a sharp overlimit assassin, is that he wants to use Dean's case to tell the leader of the base from the side that the overlimit is more important to the base.

The reason why he did this was also a last resort, he was a key member of the intelligence agency of the base, he naturally knew the advantages and disadvantages of the forces around him, and when his organization was actively expanding the number of overlimiters, the leader of his own base focused the development of the base on arms and defense facilities.

Although the power of the new cutting-edge weapons that cannot be named one after another is indeed amazing, Huerter still believes that these iron lumps cannot replace the overlimiters.

No matter how strong the arms are, they are dead things, and no matter how chicken they are, they are also human beings.

Only human beings can exert their subjective initiative, turn the tide at the most critical moment, and bring the base on the road to prosperity.

You know, there are many people who can easily destroy a city, but what disappoints him is that there is no such person in the base.

If the Dean Energy cultivated by himself causes a lot of sensation through his real skills, then the leader is likely to adjust his strategy a little, after all, the over-limiters in the base are too rare.

"Hurt, alright, my arm is about to break!" Dean hummed dissatisfiedly, and after finishing a set of combos, he walked up to the master and pouted dissatisfiedly, looking like he was coquettish.

"Call me Master, no big or small." Huerter gave her a blank look.

"Slightly." Dean grimaced, "I'm not, the momentum of the base's development is booming, even if I am one less overlimiter, what can I do, I'm still a child, please let me go." ”

Looking at the girl with a bitter face, Huerter pursed the corners of her mouth amused, "When you complete the task I gave you, you can play as much as you want." ”

Silly boy, when you fall in love with the feeling of killing, you won't care about the smell of toast and ice cream in the base, and the thrill of turning into a thick fog and slicing the throat of your enemies from behind can dilute everything.

"Oh, well, what task?" Dean bit her lip, as if struggling to convince herself.

"Don't you think that the strength of the base has become weaker now?" Huerter said coldly.

"How is that possible?" Dean disagreed, "More and more advanced weapons have been born, and the base is getting stronger and stronger, didn't you look at the new Scorpion heavy tank produced yesterday?" It is said that half a city can be destroyed with a single shot! ”

"Then let me ask you, when you turn into a thick fog and infiltrate the Scorpion tank and kill all the drivers inside, how useful can this tank be?"

"Uh," Dean scratched her head, "everyone is dead, of course zero." ”

"There are many assassin-type overrunners of the same origin as us, when these people turn into a dense fog or enter a state of stealth on the battlefield, ordinary soldiers can't cope with it at all, even if we have a hundred tanks deployed on the battlefield, for these killers, there are just a few hundred more waste people sitting in iron bumps waiting to die."

"What do you mean—" Dean seemed to ponder something, "the only one who can deal with the Overlimiter is the Overlimiter itself?" ”

Huerter nodded with satisfaction, it seems that this girl is not too stupid, "But do you think that there are too few overlimits in the base?" Especially recently, there have not been any overrunners at all. ”

Dean's expression became more and more serious, although she was greedy for fun and enjoyment on weekdays, she also knew that if there was no base, all this would be lost, "Then when it is time for dinner, I will personally talk to the leader about this matter." ”

"He's the leader, and he doesn't think less about this than we do, he just makes trade-offs and choices, but his choices aren't on the side of our overrunners."

Dean was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something, "You want me to behave well in the next mission, so as to change the importance of the Overfiner in the base." ”

"That's right."

"What is that mission?" The naughtiness on the girl's face disappeared, and for a moment it seemed as if she had changed person, "I'll behave well, but only if you follow me, I don't want to die in the cold wasteland outside." ”

"Don't worry, I'll always be behind you, not only me, Liuying, but also those assassins from Shikoku."

"Where are you going?"

"The Temple." Huerter faced south, "Since the return of the Wandering Oriole and me, the Temple has directly declared its hostile attitude towards the base, and in recent days it has been attracting refugees to become believers on the periphery of the base, we should give them some color." ”

"But ......"

"Don't worry, I've already consulted the chief." Huerter's reply dispelled Di's uneasiness.