The stocky middle-aged man looked so angry that he even bent over and grabbed the remains of the dead security soldiers on the ground. But one by one, he lifted the gas mask on his head, and the anger and hatred on his face rose more and more, so that he couldn't help but curse angrily and loudly: "What a bunch of waste, I actually let a spy get mixed up with the research team, and she successfully stole my research results!" ”

And while he scolded, he also turned his head to look at Liszt and the old Bunnard who stood up slowly, obviously with angry eyes, he didn't have any scruples because of the gray hair of the old Bunal, and even pointed at him and scolded loudly: "Could it be that the experience accumulated by age has become a **** in your body?" Didn't you come in and find a spy? Do you know how important my research is? Even if you all die, leave me my research results, you pile of garbage can't compare to the slightest! ”

"What?"

The short and fat man in front of him suddenly erupted into a burst of angry scolding, which made the soldiers who walked in couldn't help frowning tightly. But old Bunnard's body slowly stood up slightly, and his gray hair looked a little messy in front of his forehead. But his eyes under his gray hair suddenly burst into two sharp gazes. Especially looking at the arrogant appearance of the short and fat man, old Bunar slowly looked at him and said in a hoarse voice: "What did you say? ”

"You bunch of shit! Rubbish! Am I wrong? ”

The short and fat man looked at old Bunnard, and the handkerchief in his hand moved his mouth and nose because of his wide eyes, and waved it heavily in front of him, while pointing at Liszt and the other six soldiers who were dirty like beggars, and there was no trace of fat man's kindness on his chubby face, only a loud scolding spurted out of his mouth: "If the death of you wastes can be exchanged for my research results, then I really hope that you should die........."

But before he finished speaking, there was a hint of fear and disbelief in his eyes. Because his head suddenly froze, a huge force instantly appeared on the left side of his face, and pushed him to the side and slammed it to the side. The brain and cerebellum also temporarily lost control of their bodies because of this instantaneous burst of power, causing him to fall limply on his legs, and fell directly to the ground, throwing himself on the bloody corpses.

"Director Clive, I really hope that your mouth can reflect well."

Old Bunard gasped for air, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his messy forehead, dripping down his face covered with dry blood scabs. But he slowly raised his right hand, his fist was slightly red from the force touching the object just now, and he unabashedly proved that he did it, even in the face of the short and fat man who had struggled to get up and was looking at him with resentful eyes, he still gritted his teeth and asked coldly: "Director Clive, what did you say?" ”

Liszt frowned slightly, his eyes had already seen the name and position on the name tag on the chest of the short and fat man, and it was the head of this underground research institute, Clive. The brows couldn't help frowning, although old Bunard wouldn't have any big consequences for beating this guy, but it was an embarrassing thing to pursue after all. He slowly stood in front of old Bunal, trying to block the gaze of the two, but was pushed aside by old Bunal with one hand, under the gray hair, a pair of eagle-like eyes were still firmly fixed on the short and fat Clive, and said in a hoarse voice: "He knows what to say." ”

"I'm a federal biologist in the United States, how dare you... How dare you do this to me?! ”

The thick-rimmed glasses had already flown out of the short and fat man's face, and they were broken in half on the side, he picked them up with trembling hands and fumbled to take the shattered glasses back on the bridge of his nose, and supported his body with his hands to stand up, but the pain on his right cheek, as well as the dizziness in his head, made him can't help but show a resentful expression, looked at old Bunnard and cursed: "You damn it, do you know what you're doing?" You shitty bunch of shitty waste, you can't even do the slightest thing, and now you dare to hit me! Fight a biology expert who can only be hired by the US federal high salary?! ”

"Dear Mr. Clive, I really hope that your words will be a little more careful, after all, it was our General Bunard who led the troops and saved you from those terrifying monsters."

An E Company soldier approached with his M4A1 assault rifle on his face, with the same sadness and anger on his face. But he didn't have any impulses, organized his words, and said very politely to Clive, the head of this underground research institute: "And we also sacrificed a lot of young men in order to rescue this research institute, I hope you can also understand General Bunnard's anger." ”

But before he could finish his words, almost as he spoke, Clive, who was lying on his stomach with a pile of corpses, couldn't help but let out a loud laugh. The handkerchief in his hand was already stained with sticky and filthy blood, and when he glanced at it, he threw it to the side in disgust, but he supported his body with his hands, and staggered to his feet, and the glasses under the broken glasses were full of pleasure and malice: "You think you saved me?" That's ridiculous! ”

"It's ridiculous that I think you guys are quite sad!"

There was a certain distorted pleasure on this Clive's face, and even when he looked at the cold stare of old Bunard, the resentment in his eyes did not go down a little. He struggled to his feet and wiped his hand on his chubby belly, and two red marks suddenly appeared on the white isolation gown. But he didn't care too much about it, but stared at old Bunal's eyes, and a weird smile appeared on his face: "You are just a group of ........."

"Mr. Clive, has help arrived?" But before he could finish his sentence, a figure came out of the small door next to him, limping as if he had been injured in some way. And he covered his ribs, looked at Clive and Old Bunard in front of him, and Liszt, his face seemed to be a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth and asked: "Wait, are you the only troops who came to the rescue?" He paused, his tone seemed to be a little disappointed, but he still looked carefully at the corridor outside, swallowed and foamed: "Those terrifying monsters are out there, we better be careful, especially the biggest one, which is more dangerous." ”

"Don't worry, that monster has been killed by Mr. Liszt and General Buenard."

A magnetic voice rang out in the hallway, but not anyone in the room spoke. Liszt, who was the most vigilant, turned his head instantly, and the Winchester M1887 shotgun in his hand couldn't help but clench, watching the magnetic voice appear in the room, but his heart couldn't help but relax a little. Because the figure gradually became clear in this dimly lit room, it was O'Neill, who had been separated before.

O'Neill was already followed by a large number of heavily armed troops, who were rushing in neatly and quickly behind him. Light and heavy machine guns have been equipped with anti-tank rocket launchers as standard, and it is clear that sufficient preparations have been made. As soon as O'Neill walked in, at least two hundred people had already appeared in this room and in the corridor outside, and quickly formed a temporary warning area according to the various combat groups.

"Mr. Liszt!"

An excited voice also sounded in this team, and Liszt couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this familiar voice. Especially when he turned his head, he saw the blonde John coming over, his handsome face now had an excited look, and he hugged Liszt fiercely and gave him a hug, and he didn't care about the blood stains on his body, but said excitedly: "I didn't expect to see you here, it seems that we have all survived, it is really God's blessing." ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, John, too." Liszt also gave John a hug, they were both neighbors living in an apartment building, and they had also experienced the threat of deathclaws together, and the excitement of meeting them was inevitable now. After the separation, Liszt's face couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at the heavily armed soldiers around O'Neill, as well as the equipment on John's body, he couldn't help frowning: "You, you came after us?" ”

"No, we've found reinforcements from outside to save the 16th Mechanized Infantry Brigade and the underground research institute."

O'Neill walked over with a smile on his face, but he still had a little pride on his face. But when he looked at the messy blood stain on Liszt's body, he didn't retreat because of the strong smell of blood and fish, he just nodded, and said with some emotion: "He is worthy of being the butcher of heaven, even in such a dangerous situation, he can kill a bloody path." However, he looked at the old Bunal next to him with a gloomy face, but he also sighed slowly: "General Bunard, we must talk about it, because what we are involved in now is the deepest secret of the American Federation." ”