The city of Anchorage is very large, and it is a very modern city with the Chugazy Snow Mountains to the east. In this world of ice and snow all year round, it is particularly bright.

At this time, the snow in the city was washed away by the cold rain and frozen into ice by the biting cold wind. Because of this, the city is so quiet, there is almost no smell of garbage and corpses, and they all keep their original appearance under the frost. The entire city is like a toy encased in a giant crystal ball, and the Pacific Ocean is the liquid that flows through it.

A black figure leaned out of the upper stairs not far away, he was one of the men in the suit, one of the Creator's warriors.

They heard gunshots from inside the city in the camp, but after waiting for a long time, the "down jacket" did not bring Jiang Ke back. The man in the suit felt that something was wrong, and the sniper offered to come and investigate.

However, he stood silently on the four-story building, witnessing almost the whole process of Jiang Ke's abuse of his companion. "Survival of the fittest." The man kept repeating in his mouth, sneering a few times from time to time.

Such a weak subordinate is an insult to the Creator. What's more, "down jackets" are always so arrogant and impulsive. He pursed his lips, "It is destined for me to complete the task, it is destined for me to fulfill the instructions of the Creator, it is destined for me to purge the weak and deserving of the eliminated", he looked at the fallen "down jacket", and couldn't help but laugh weirdly.

He lay on the ground, sniper rifle mounted and the scope switched between the two.

First incapacitate the captured target, and then send the weak one to death.

"Sniper" quietly observed for a while, until Jiang Ke knocked down the "down jacket" and confirmed that the "down jacket" had completely lost the ability to resist, and he was ready to shoot.

Especially when he saw that the two people below seemed to be having some "pleasant" conversation, "Sniper" did not want them to continue. The "Down Jacket" is very conceited and has no brains, and it is hard to imagine how much information he will reveal about the creator if something happens.

What's more, Jiang Ke, who is standing still at the moment, will be the best target. He adjusted the scale on the sights, took a deep breath, held his breath, and gently put his finger on the trigger.

"Poof...... Puff ......", and the heartbeat slowed down slowly.

The sniper silently waits for the interval of the next heartbeat.

He enjoyed such preludes and moments, which were evidence that he was in charge of the lives of others, and all he had to do was gently pull the trigger, "snap", and kill with one shot. Those who die don't even know what they died for and by whom they were killed.

The Creator needs such a sense of mystery. He is the best warrior of the Creator.

"I need you to answer me a few simple questions." Jiang Ke changed back to English, and his feet slowed down a little force, and the internal organs of the "down jacket" that originally felt like they were about to be trampled on were relieved a little. He tried to move his body slightly, but found that it was only in vain - Jiang Ke still trampled on him fiercely, not allowing him to resist in the slightest.

"OK, OK, okay, you ask, you ask." As if he had finally given up his resistance, the "down jacket" collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath quickly but briefly.

"Is the messenger in the camp now?" Jiang Ke asked the first question.

The "down jacket" lay on the ground in a large shape, and he nodded desperately, the back of his head rubbed against the cold and rough ground, scraping a lot of blood. However, compared to the severe pain in other locations, this is only a drop in the bucket, and the brain, which has been swept by the pain, does not react at all.

"His name, physiognomy features?" Jiang Ke asked the second question.

"Dick, always in a suit, very conspicuous." The down jacket replied.

"Does he still have guards with him now? Equip? Physical ability? Jiang Ke continued to ask.

"Uh......" "Down jacket" didn't answer this time, and he hesitated. His expression was still painful, but his gaze was looking elsewhere.

Jiang Ke noticed the strangeness in his eyes.

Unlike the despair of a few seconds ago, there was a "glimmer of hope" in his eyes. Although it flickered, yes, it was the light that Jiang Ke was all too familiar with - the reflection of the sniper rifle scope.

"Let me think about it." The "down jacket" hissed and inhaled, and his hand touched Jiang Ke's leg.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Ke let go of his foot on the "down jacket" and flashed slightly to the left.

Gunshots.

"Uhhh The "down jacket" let out a muffled scream, and the bullet that was supposed to hit Jiang Ke's leg was shot in the shoulder because of Jiang Ke's dodge at this moment. The bullet easily pierced his body, and the huge piercing force opened a hole in his body. The fact that it can hit such a lethal force shows the large caliber of the gun.

"Ha, I knew it was the aiming foot, not creative." Jiang Ke tilted his head and looked apologetically at the "down jacket" rolling on the ground.

Immediately, he looked in the direction where the gunshots were heard.

The hand of the "sniper" holding the gun could not help but tremble. Through the sights, he could even feel Jiang Ke staring at him.

"Can he see so far away?" The "sniper" was a little flustered and hurriedly fired a second shot, but Jiang Ke was unmoved.

The point of impact was a few tens of centimeters on Jiang Ke's right side, and the huge force knocked a hole out of the road.

Jiang Ke had a slight sneer on his face, and he shook his head towards the location of the "sniper", very sorry.

Jiang Ke opened his mouth at the other party's position, and compared with his mouth, "If you send you to fight, you can't beat it, idiot." ”

Seeing this, the provoked "sniper" cursed in his mouth.

He was angry at his second shot, and he blamed the mistake on being distracted by Jiang Ke's eyes, a mistake that could be forgiven. This distance can't be easily spotted, it's just a coincidence that he looks this way, but what about the shape of his mouth? The sniper's heart sank sharply.

The "Sniper" steadied himself and put his eyes on the sight again. However, at this moment, the place where Jiang Ke was standing just now was empty, only the "down jacket" fell in a pool of blood, and there was a rough steel bar inserted in the shoulder that he had just pierced.

The "sniper" panicked and hurriedly put away his gun, knowing in his heart that his position had indeed been exposed.

Unlike the "down jacket", he used to be a security guard with formal military training, and he had a professional judgment of what was happening at the moment. Although he was unwilling, he just passed by the sight, and he saw with his own eyes that the "down jacket" that was good at hand-to-hand combat was easily defeated by Jiang Ke, and the opponent could accurately judge his position.

At this moment, he didn't feel that he had the ability to fight against it. After weighing it repeatedly, he decided to retreat temporarily, and reported what happened tonight to the organization in detail, as long as all the blame was put on the "down jacket".

After packing up the equipment, he wanted to recover the shells, but there was a noise from the lower floor, and he had to give up.

The "sniper" jumped from the other side of the four-story building, landed very lightly, and quickly disappeared into the night.

When Jiang Ke arrived, he only saw two bullet casings that could not be taken away.

Jiang Ke observed around, snorted coldly with disdain, and returned to the side of the "down jacket".

The "down jacket" was staring at the moment, slumped on the ground, dying. He wanted to say something, but he suffered a series of severe traumas that made him almost out of breath.

"Tsk, I haven't finished asking yet." Jiang Ke is still in the medicinal effect, and he still looks excited.

He leaned over to examine the gunshot wound of the "down jacket", whose shoulder was already bloody and fleshy, and the concrete floor below could be faintly seen. Jiang Ke just stood the steel bar on his wound, making him unable to move a bit.

Jiang Ke couldn't help but shake his head, if this shot really hit him, at least he would have to break his leg.

Not far away, gunshots rang out again in the direction of the camp. Subsequently, the helicopter started its engines and lifted off.

Jiang Ke glanced at the camp, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and turned to the side of the "down jacket".

"Looks like you've been abandoned." Jiang Ke said lightly, he is not worried about what else the "down jacket" has at the moment, the injuries on this person's body will definitely die, it is only a matter of time at this moment.

The down jacket lay on the ground, opened its mouth, as if to say something, but only spat out a large amount of blood from its mouth.

"I see you can't answer the question now, so I'll tell you a story."

The down jacket blinked.

"I have a few friends who are also Asian. One of them died at Anderson's air base. Do you have any thoughts? Jiang Ke squatted beside the "down jacket" and said slowly.

The "down jacket" looked at Jiang Ke with a vacant look in his eyes, and he barely raised the hand that could still move.

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Ke saw that he had a reaction and asked.

Just by raising one hand, the "down jacket" had exhausted most of his strength, he was trembling all over, slowly raised his hand, and raised his middle finger at Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke stood up and said in a cold voice, "Say hello to Duke on my behalf." ”

Immediately, he stepped directly through the opponent's body, and internal organs and blood splattered out and flowed to the ground.

Jiang Ke shook his feet and turned to leave.

Behind him, a swarm of insects trembled out of the wide cavern and crawled towards the stump of the "down jacket", like a large snake guarding the cleanliness of the city, swimming its body decorated with red swirls.

Jiang Ke neither fell into darkness nor smelled those foul and rotten breaths, he just saw a soft ray of daylight that had broken down into a pale orange light. The air and light didn't just shine on him, they seeped into the invisible cracks in the dirt in the insect hole. Through these cracks, they could see the gray-blue sky, the huge branches and leaves of the pine trees, and the thick, thorny, climbing mistletoe, swaying in the cold wind.

The faint morning light gradually filtered through the pollutants and sprinkled onto the streets of Anchorage, and then the light became brighter and brighter, and objects and human bodies took on colors and shapes.

Jiang Ke, who was covered in blood, stood at the entrance of the city at this time.