"You... What do you want... Damn it... Pain... Do you know what you're doing? ”

The full stop's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and he slowly retreated, but the pain from the arm made his teeth clench, and he bent his waist slightly and gasped slowly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the hand that was as hard as iron tongs, and he could only cry out in pain, and threatened loudly: "You have already joined us in Alaska, and now you want to betray the Enclave?" ”

Moaning slightly, Liszt's face also had a little memory, he turned his head to look at the rolling mountains next to him, his eyes also looked to the north, the dark clouds with flying snow were still piling up in the distance, and then his eyes disappeared in the cover of the countless goose feathers and snow, and the corners of his mouth only brought a faint mockery: "Yes, Enclave." ”

How could he not remember the Enclave? Whether it's a small town or a small island in Alaska, the Enclave has left a deep impression on him. And Liszt turned his head to look at the pilot with a hideous look on his face, the mockery at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, and his hand holding his forearm tightly became more and more forceful, and he just asked softly: "But so what?" ”

"The... Damn it! Do you know what kind of power the Enclave organization has in the United States Federation?! ”

The pain in the arm made the legs weak, and he subconsciously wanted to kneel on the ground. But he still forcibly gritted his teeth and persisted, looking at the mockery on Liszt's face in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp for breath, and he felt that his arms were about to be pinched off. And the tears in the corners of his eyes were already flowing: "Do you think you can be arrogant with Bunal, the commander-in-chief of the Anchorage Line?" Tell you. Not even an old fellow like Bunard would dare do this to me! ”

"Yes, yes, yes. That's right, because your parents are Enclave executives, and I've heard you say that I know better than you know how powerful the Enclave organization really is. ”

Liszt's pincer-like hand slowly let go, and the full stop in front of him broke free directly behind him, sticking to the cold rock wall and gasping for breath, looking at Liszt's eyes with deep resentment and resentment. But Liszt didn't care. Because he already had a small communicator in his hand, he fiddled with it a few times, he looked up at the full stop, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a slight smile: "Do you know about the Brotherhood of Steel?" Know the Academy? Know about Necropolis? ”

The Enclave's communicator in his hand was slightly tossed in his hand, and the full stop still watched his movements with wide eyes, gritting his teeth and trying to pull out the M1911 semi-automatic pistol behind him, but he didn't dare to make any drastic movements with his legs weak. But the smile on the corner of Liszt's mouth was still hanging, he looked at this full stop called the Enclave elite, and couldn't help but laugh faintly: "You know, I know more than all of you know!" ”

All kinds of things to come. How can people in this world know now? Even if it was a nuclear war 17 years later, who could have predicted it? The Cold War lasted almost two centuries. The formed fixed mentality has long since bound the minds of all politicians in the world, because even the leadership of the American Federation and the Soviet Union did not expect that terrible nuclear war to really happen.

But Liszt knew that he came from a world where he knew the specifics of all the big events, and even if he didn't know the details, he didn't know the specifics, but it was enough for him to know the general situation and what should happen. Slowly bowing his head, Liszt looked at the Enclave communicator in his hand, his fingers gently opened the start button, and his tone was a little more playful: "If my guess is right, then this guy inside may have some requirements for me." ”

"Zizi... Zizi..."

The communicator had been turned on, and there had been a jump in a certain band on the rudimentary display screen, and at the same time, with the faint noise of the magnetic field, it was finally calm. But this is a manifestation of allowing calls, and although this thing is not as high-quality as a mobile phone, it can also be used in some environments with complex magnetic fields or military information obscuration.

Even the Soviet-standard high-power signal shielding could not hinder the Enclave communication instrument that used special means, or even extremely primitive means of signal transmission. This thing is almost radio-transmitted, but thanks to vacuum tube technology, it has more conversational functions that can be used like mobile phones.

The signal finally broke through the barrier of the shield, and there was already some kind of calm on the Enclave communicator, but a certain vibration appeared in Liszt's hands in an instant. And he looked at the unfamiliar communication number on it, the corners of his mouth also brought up a slight smile, his fingers gently pressed on the answer button, he put the communication device to his ear, but first said lightly: "Hello, Enclave chief." ”

The other side didn't seem to expect that it was Liszt who answered the phone, and after two or three seconds of slight silence, a more complicated voice came from the earpiece of the communicator, with some uncertainty and depression, and said slowly: "Mr. Liszt? We didn't expect you to die on the island of Ademeralti. ”

"Are all my tombstones already built? That's a shame and a waste of the country's resources. ”

Smiling softly, Liszt slowly moved forward, standing on the platform of the cliff, a slight cold wind blowing in front of him, rolling up flakes of goose feather snow and falling down in the canyon. Turning his head slightly to look at the full stop behind him, Liszt looked at the towering mountains in the distance indifferently, and said lightly: "It's very lucky that I didn't die in the dark tide." ”

Although his voice did not have a mocking tone, his words made the other side fall silent for a moment. And the Enclave officer on the other side also continued to speak as if he didn't notice anything: "We are very happy about the fact that you are not killed, and it has to be said that it is a good thing that you are now located in the mountains near Prince Rupert, and you can cooperate with our work in a targeted manner." ”

"But so what? I'm now surrounded by Soviets, and I can't even survive this winter. ”

The smile on the corner of Liszt's mouth became more and more mocking, and his words didn't care about the feelings of the Enclave officer on the other side, and slowly spat to the side, he turned his head to look at the full stop that was still clenched into a fist, and his tone was quite direct: "I saved nearly a hundred American prisoners, but with the degree of waste of this Enclave pilot, it is the first time I have seen it." (To be continued.) )