"It's completely ruined."

Karl followed behind Liszt, the M4A1 assault rifle in his hand was also on his shoulder, he slowly looked around, his body also circled around, his face was extremely solemn, because the houses around him that seemed to be intact had actually been completely damaged by some kind of huge damage. Even he saw the traces of the explosion, took a few steps forward, took his hand out of the thick glove, wiped a piece of black ash from the wall, and asked with a frown: "Flamethrower?" ”

The black ash on the wall was inconspicuous, and it looked as if it had been burned by a violent flame, causing only a slight damage to the wall, but not burning through the fragile masonry like a real napalm incendiary bomb. Karl slowly brushed the black ash in his fingers, looking at the black ash on the wall, which had already become a little gray due to the cold weather, and couldn't help but turn his head to Liszt and said, "It seems to be a flame set off by a shock wave." ”

"But there were no signs of explosions around."

A member of the Marine Corps took a few steps forward, reached out and groped through the broken masonry for a moment, then pulled out a long, cylindrical object directly from the crumbling bricks. However, it was still bent and broken, as if the cracks and creases were directly pressed out by the huge force, but the young man also shrugged his shoulders, and there was a little weirdness in his tone: "Can you directly destroy the anti-tank missile like this, maybe it was put under the track and crushed in a circle?" ”

"It's a poor fellow."

Liszt's eyes looked to the side, and not far away, a corpse with the upper half of his body remaining, lying in the ruins of masonry. But it's quite conspicuous and exposed. His feet wanted to move a few steps. But something blocked it. Liszt's brows furrowed more and more, he bent down and reached out in the snow, and a human thigh appeared in front of them, the wound was bloody and blurred, but it had also been frozen in the snow by the cold weather, and it looked more direct.

But Liszt's eyes swept over the wound, and his face gradually changed, and he turned his head to look at the same face next to him. couldn't help but reach out and put the thigh still on the ground, glanced at the twisted and broken rifle and bazooka around it, the broken and wound also had some striking resemblance, he slowly spat and foamed at the side, looked at the broken houses around him with a solemn face, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "You also found it?" ”

"Well, such an obvious fact, I'm afraid it has already been discovered."

Carl nodded slowly, his face equally solemn. The same was true of the two Marines beside him, both of whom had already raised their weapons. The afterglow was also extremely vigilant to sweep the goose feather snow that was still whistling in the wind and falling from the sky. Carl took a deep breath. He whispered to Liszt: "This is completely broken by the huge force, not by the hit of large-caliber heavy machine guns, sniper rifles and other high-powered weapons. ”

"But the question is, what can have such power?"

Liszt's eyes were a little gloomy, and his face was full of solemnity, and when he turned his head to look in front of him, the buildings seemed to have shown signs of dilapidation. Winchester was already clenched in his hand, he walked briskly towards the street in front of him, his eyes were subconsciously locked, and the butt of the gun was firmly against his shoulder, and his voice was quite calm: "Come out, I see you." ”

His words immediately startled Carl and the others, and the M4A1 assault rifle in his hand was instantly raised, and he subconsciously aimed at the house that Liszt was pointing at. And their eyes were extremely solemn, staring closely at the dim house of the black hole, the wind and snow whistling around them, but the four of them did not appear to relax in the slightest, but the steps under their feet moved slowly, with a very tacit appearance, faintly scattered towards the surroundings.

After all, after having experienced so many battles, Carl and the three of them already have a deep understanding of Liszt's combat methods. They each occupied a corner, and their guns were already aimed at several windows and entrances to the house. Even the afterglow had already swept around, making sure that there were no blind spots in the direction of the four of them.

"Gentlemen, we're scouts from the U.S. Federation and we're aware of an anomaly happening here."

Slowly groaning, Liszt looked at the house that still did not respond, and his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly. He was sure that he could not be mistaken, and with his enhanced keen vision, he had already spotted a frightened young man's face in the crack of the window of the house. Liszt stepped forward slowly, his feet treading the layer of snow, and continued: "If you are in trouble, in the spirit of humanitarianism, we are willing to provide you with certain food and medicine. ”

"The... Damn the Americans! Didn't you just come here? Why are you still here pretending to be a good person! ”

It seemed that his words had had a slight effect, and in the room, a voice that was clearly a young man had been heard. And there was also sadness and fear in that voice, as if he was frightened by something, and he didn't even dare to show his head, but continued to shout frantically: "You don't want me to go out, I will never go out to die, you Americans who deserve to go to hell, I... My allegiance to Canada will never change! ”

"Alone." Karl also turned his head to look at the two marines beside him, he nodded slowly, also took a few steps forward, and gestured to Liszt. Liszt nodded slightly in agreement, and the three of them immediately rushed towards the left and right sides of the house, and their bodies were clinging to the windows, as dexterous as tanuki.

"No, no, I changed my mind, don't kill me, I surrender!"

But before they could start a special operation, the tattered door had been pushed open, and a ragged Canadian walked out with his hands raised, his face full of black ashes was also full of fear, his eyes widened and he looked at the street outside, Liszt, who was looking at Winchester with his legs, fell to his knees heavily with weak legs, and said loudly with a cry in his voice: "I surrendered, please, don't kill me, don't kill me, I really surrendered!" (To be continued.) )