Chapter 142. Enclave's temptation

"You!" The teeth of the full stop were already clenched, and he looked at Liszt's contemptuous appearance in front of him, and his back molars seemed to be shattered. Even the hand subconsciously reached his lower back, the hardness of the M1911 pistol had already touched, and as long as he wanted, he could even complete the firing action in less than half a second.

His mind also added to the wonders of how he pushed the corpse down the cliff in front of him, watching the corpse decline for more than thirty meters, and finally blooming a flower of death in the snow. But his hand trembled slightly, but he let go of the pistol he was holding, and slowly pulled it back and put it on his chest, feeling the fierce beating of fear, he still closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and did not continue to make any movements.

"I... I am the elite of the Enclave, a real citizen of the American Federation, how can I be buried with someone like them?! ”

He knew that even if he could kill this guy, it wouldn't do anything. Because in the cave tunnel at this cliff, more than a hundred soldiers are stationed. Once the sound of his gunfire wakes up this group of horrible fellows who are heavily armed, he will also turn into a pile of rotten meat to pay for Liszt's life, which is not worth it in his opinion!

It was not worth it, because when his hand was placed on the pistol at his waist, Liszt's whole body was already in a state of imminent battle, and the pistol would probably be shaken open by his ferocious power if he could not pull out the holster. For Liszt, who had already strengthened his body, he didn't even need a second to shatter the throat bone of that period, and then threw the adult's body to the bottom of the cliff, falling into a splash of rotten flesh in the drop of more than thirty meters.

No doubt. Liszt did this with his abilities. But he also temporarily stopped his actions because of the cowardice of this period. Tilted his head slightly. He looked at the Enclave pilot with his eyes closed, as if he was cursing something in his heart, and the mockery and disdain at the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"I apologize if he has caused any inconvenience to you, Lieutenant Liszt."

In the communicator, the Enclave chief also seemed to be silent for a long time, almost a dozen seconds later. Only then did he speak slowly, and there was a little apology in his tone, but his words were still soft: "But Lieutenant Liszt, I hope you can do everything possible to ensure his safety, in the name of the United States, I hope you can treat it as a mission." ”

"In the name of the U.S. Confederation? Oh, that's a name that really makes me want to suffocate. ”

The communicator in his hand was slowly pressed, Liszt's gaze was far away, and he looked at the continuous Rocky Mountains, towering as if he was the real master of the land. The cold wind blew the snowflakes on his face. And Liszt also let out a faint laugh, but there was no smile in his words: "Tomorrow is the first day of 2060." But what should I do? ”

There was a certain dissatisfaction in Liszt's tone, he seemed to be a desperate situation and gradually becoming crazy, and his voice also carried the fearlessness of a doomsday maniac: "If we don't have extra food, then in less than half a month, we will fall into a situation of no food, and our ammunition is already seriously insufficient, and the continuous combat time can't even last for half an hour, what can you let me do now?" ”

The Enclave's voice in the communicator did not answer, only a slight murmur indicating that the contact between the two sides was still ongoing, but Liszt did not continue to answer, although his tone was a little hysterical, but his face was calm, and even the corners of his mouth were slightly mocking, because the question he was talking about was not a problem for him at all.

But according to ordinary people's thinking, Liszt's statement can be affirmed, because there is no golden finger in this world to make supplies out of thin air. They already knew about the mountain range where Liszt was located, but they still couldn't carry out large-scale material transportation, because for the real world, it was almost impossible to transport hundreds of people's supplies for survival and combat to neighboring countries, especially neighboring countries with extremely bad relations!

But after waiting for about three to five minutes, the voice of the Enclave sounded again in the communicator, but the person who spoke inside had changed, and it sounded more mature and seemed more authoritative. And his voice also carried an order that could not be refused, and it was as plain as the coldest stone in Alaska: "We will try to arrange for agents hidden in Canada to contact you, but the safety of that pilot, I hope you can guarantee it." ”

"Safety? As long as he doesn't go crazy, it's safe here. ”

Nodding slowly, Liszt's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently glanced at the pilot behind him, and his tone gradually became calmer as much as possible, and said slowly: "You must know that I saved more than a hundred marines and at the same time led them to attack a Soviet material warehouse and seize some weapons and equipment, so I barely survived here." ”

"Lieutenant Colonel Liszt, we have already seen your efforts, and when your mission is completed, we will think that you can take on the role of a colonel and gain the approval of the Enclave."

In the communicator, the voice of the obvious senior Anclair also sounded, and the tone was still authoritative and could not be refused, as if the decision was in his hands. In fact, the decision is indeed in his hands, but he does not have any good impression of Liszt's almost crazy appearance, but his tone does not show half a point, and he still said calmly: "Our talk time must not be too long, otherwise the Soviets will search for our signal, but Lieutenant Colonel Liszt, I hope you can understand what we expect from you." ”

As soon as his words fell, the communication was cut off, and only the sizzling sound continued. But Liszt's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he turned his head to look at the one behind him who was still clinging to the rock wall, and was covering his hands to look at his full stop, the corners of his mouth turned up a trace of disdain, and said to him lightly: "If you want to live, then stay here honestly." ”

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