With the help of Colonel Quaritch, it didn't take long for the Hell team to meet Guo Bo's requested transportation at the airport, an SA-2 "Samson", which was wiped fresh by the ground crew, filled with fuel and ammunition, and only needed a skilled guide to take off to the air.

Seeing the regular skillful sitting in the pilot's position and starting to carry out the pre-takeoff inspection, He Xie immediately realized that the Hell Squad would not lack pilots.

Instead of bothering with the routine and asking why she was so skilled — she was a Cyborg infiltrator of Skynet, and learning to fly probably only required typing in a program — he circled around to Guo Bo to try to figure out what he had done to Quarridge.

He's strong, and he's got too strong: it's one thing to read a memory, it's another to make it up. If the Federation's neurosurgery could raise a person's psionic energy to such a strong level, the psionics would have controlled the entire society at all levels, and there would be no need to use the ongoing war with the Zerg to maintain that deeply flawed system.

There's definitely something wrong with that. He Xie thought to himself, and forgot that Guo Bo's power was protecting his brain.

He didn't let He Xie seize the opportunity, and announced the answer himself: "You guessed right, Chief, the neurosurgery of the brain only gave me the ability to use psionic energy, and then I did some training and strengthened it with the main god." ”

"Strengthen?" He Xie's eyes widened, "Strengthening spiritual energy should require a second-level list to unlock ......"

"If you already have psionic powers, you don't need to."

"So this is a void left by the Lord God?" He Xie looked at Guo Bo for a long time, "What about Quarridge, did you really tamper with his memory?" ”

"That's too much trouble, it takes a lot of time, consumes a lot of power, and it's easy to make mistakes." Guo Bo shook his fingers, "I've only added a little bit about us to his memory, a few notorious enemies with whom he has fought several times. ”

"Enemies?"

"An enemy is better than a friend, he knows us and knows some of our things, but he is not familiar with us, and even if there is any problem, he will automatically ignore it."

"But what about infamy?"

"We, to be precise, Political Commissar Guo Bo and the special forces under his command are responsible for many genocides." Guo Bo was smiling and bright, and completely regarded his fabricated crime as an honor to boast about, "Quaric will take it for granted that the RDA sent me to Pandora - the company's executives, who have lost patience, want me to solve the problem here in my own way." ”

He Xie was silent for a few seconds. "Last question, in the story you made up, which country's army are we?"

Guo Bo shook his head and explained: "I used his memory, so it's not that I made up which country's army we are, but which country's army he thinks we are." ”

"So which country's army does he think we are?"

"Secret."

It's certainly not a setting that makes people happy. He Xie thought worriedly, and suddenly felt that it was better not to know the answer. He left Guo Bo and went around to the other side of "Samson". Qin Lang was explaining some things that must be paid attention to to the white bear. Xu stood by and watched.

They were all dressed in their gear as if no one was around. Dressed like a TIE pilot, with the Hell Squad logo on his helmet and shoulder armor - in fact, he wears this suit regularly, but without a helmet - and Jimmy. Xu wore the combat uniform that Guo Bo had made for him, and carried all the weapons: automatic rifles, katanas, pistols, and grenades. Reminiscent of the death knell of Arkham Origins.

He Xie walked between the two and asked curiously, "Are you playing role-playing?" ”

Mo Fei glanced at him. "You can think so."

"Let the dear comrade commissar choose the outfit is the result." Jimmy. Xu's voice was obviously bored and helpless, and he was obviously deeply dissatisfied with Guo Bo's strange aesthetics.

"This is one of the most unfortunate problems of the Hell Squad." He Xie nodded sympathetically, and then asked, "How did you find the super soldier serum?" ”

He was curious to know the answer to this question, and it had been several days: according to the rules for sorting the exchange items of the main god, it seemed that the super soldier serum should be placed on the secondary list.

But Jimmy. Xu didn't know any more than he did. "I don't know the reason, it's in the list of first-level enhancement items, Qin Lang thinks that the main god put it there because it doesn't bring special bloodlines and abilities to the user."

Hearing his name, Qin Lang immediately looked at it and clarified: "This serum will only raise the user's physique to the limit of human beings. ”

He Xie thought for a moment. "But Captain America is a superhero."

"Bruce. Wayne too, what are his superpowers? ”

"Rich?"

"You see, the answer is obvious," Qin Lang was habitually shrugging his shoulders again - he liked this action, it had reached the point of being close to pathology, "You don't need superpowers to be a superhero." Then he turned back and explained the rest to the White Bear.

Nearly as he was finished, the guide assigned by Quaritch finally arrived. He Xie originally thought that he would find an inconsequential little role to carry out the mission, and in fact he might have done so, but anyone who has seen the movie will recognize this bald mercenary, who was near the tarmac at the beginning to the new soldier and Jack. Salipin ended up piloting an MK-6 enhanced mobile platform in the ground assault on the Tree of Souls, where he died like most of the soldiers who participated in the battle.

This is a trick with a lot of scenes and a name.

Guo Bo greeted him and called out his name enthusiastically and naturally: "Lyle. Corporal Weverett, it looks like you've got your luck thrown in by the Colonel to be my guide. ”

Ho Xie suspected that he had used the wrong word, not "you" but "me", but Corporal Wylefit quickly proved that he had not. "My pleasure, commissar." He saluted Guo Bo and said happily: "I'm glad to see that you and your people are on our side this time. ”

Guo Bo nodded: "I'm also very happy, corporal, we have fought on Earth for many years, but compared to what happened here, it is all meaningless." ”

"That's right, sir."

"Very well, now get on the plane and take us outside for a ride." Guo Bo said, taking the lead in drilling into the engine room, Wayvote hurriedly followed. Then the members of the Hell Squad boarded the "Samson" from the other side, and He Xie was the last one, and once again sat in the position of the door gunner.

"Let's go." Guo Bo shouted.

The roar of the engine increased suddenly. The conventional machine precisely adjusts the throttle valve, pulls up the joystick, and lifts the aircraft into the air. It hovered for a few seconds, then suddenly accelerated, bursting out of the base at almost a height close to the fence, drawing accusations and curses from ground control personnel.

Routinely turn off the radio, in response.

For the next half hour, all He Xie heard was the sound of the engine and the paddles, and no one spoke—neither the guide nor the passengers, no one asked where they were going, and Routine did not take the initiative to reveal the answer. In fact, "Samson" just wandered back and forth over the dense forests of Pandora, wandering, waiting for the fish to take the bait - this was Qin Lang's proposal, since he couldn't start a war with the Sapphire team now, and he couldn't kill Jack. Sally, he thought he could use that time for a wild hunt.

"We can earn bonus points." He said, "By the way, Grace. Augustin and the scientists with their brains in water were half angry. ”

No one would have an opinion on either of these goals, so it was decided.

Now, the Hell Squad is the hunter and the blue-skinned alien is the prey, but first, the hunter needs to dress up as the prey and lure the prey to appear.

This requires patience, as well as a high level of concentration.

He Xie scanned the ground, looking through the gaps in the fleeting vegetation to find the target. The Spartan warrior's transformation surgery gave him an extraordinary dynamic vision that allowed him to find many things: frightened critters, large creatures roaming leisurely, beasts waiting for an opportunity, but the blue-skinned aliens never appeared, and all seemed to be hiding. He Xie believes that this is only a temporary phenomenon, they will not let go of the bait in the air, and it is only a matter of time before they open their mouths to bite the bait.

He was right: after another ten minutes, he finally found what he was looking for.

"Notice, at two o'clock, four blue-skinned men, aiming at—"

Routine suddenly made Samson make a sharp leap, sending four whistling arrows under the fuselage.

"We're under attack!" Guo Bo pretended to shout, "Knock them out!" ”

He Xie opened fire as he said the last word. The M60 machine gun that came with Samson spewed out long tongues of fire, sending grass and trees flying around the hiding places of several blue-skinned aliens. The nimble natives quickly fled and tried to get out of range, but Conventional had already turned the aircraft in one direction, aimed the missile launchers at their escape route, and flooded the area with eight missiles.

"It's not fair." He Xie shouted indignantly, and continued to stare at the smoke below, hoping to see the attacker again, even one. His prayer quickly worked, and a blue-skinned alien staggered out of the smoke. He immediately took aim, but with a loud "bang", the head of the only target exploded on the spot.

He Xie turned around angrily and saw Qin Lang holding a heavy sniper rifle and making a victory gesture at him.

"Shameful villain!" He loudly denounced, "That's what I found, my goal!" ”

"He doesn't have your name on the door of his head." Qin Lang replied and gestured to the convention, "Come closer, maybe there will be something alive." ”

Regular responded to his request with practical actions. Samson approached the smoke slowly, dispersing it with the air currents whipped up by the paddles. Three...... Two intact and two halves of blue-skinned aliens fell to the ground, seemingly dead—at least the one that had become two dead.

"Do you need to go down and check?" Jimmy. Xu asked.

"Make sure they're really dead before you go down." He Xie said, firing dozens of bullets at the two blue-skinned aliens without waiting for the others to speak, and then told Jimmy. Xu: "Now you can go down." ”

"I don't think it's necessary." Guo Bo stared at him, and after a few seconds, he turned to Qin Lang, "He is a bit of your style now." ”