The cocktails in the bar are already filled with tables, and the colorful appearance looks quite exciting. I don't know who said a nasty joke that made old Kyle and Gary, who were around the table, burst out laughing. At the same time, they picked up the cocktails on the table with one hand, toasted each other, and then continued to pour into their mouths, and then poured out a breath with a strong smell of alcohol, making them all look drunk.

Liszt's hazy eyes swept through the window, the deep night had replaced the bright sun, and the lush stars twinkled in the sky, adding a bit of mystery. They had been drinking since the morning, and if you looked at the drunken and hazy girls next to them, you could see that they had drunk crazy enough today. However, it is not surprising that there are a lot of unemployed guys in bars lately, after all, in the midst of a depression, some entertainment industries will have a false prosperity due to the influx of many idle people.

"Hey, Liszt, you guy, don't run away, have another drink!"

Gary's dark face had an extra layer of pink, laughed and kissed the girl next to him, looking at Liszt's head down and looking like he was drunk, his face couldn't help but show an excited look, picked up a cocktail and handed it to him, and burped at the old Kyle who was nibbling on the same drunk girl next to him and laughed: "I'm drunk, after Liszt, I'm going to fight with you." ”

Old Kyle reluctantly pulled out a hand in that soft passage, and then made a middle finger gesture to Gary, and did not speak, and continued to nibble on the girl under him to enjoy the lingering. And Liszt also put down the empty wine glass in his hand, pushed away the cocktail handed over by Gary, staggered to his feet, supported the edge of the table in front of him with his hand, burped with a strong smell of alcohol, and said slowly: "I'll go to the toilet and I'll be back in a while." ”

"Damn! You guys, raised by gou."

Seeing that the group of guys around him were all up and down with the girls who accompanied him in the wine, Gary's face suddenly showed a helpless expression. But he looked at the girl who was leaning on his arms and had been drinking for a day was also drunk, and his face couldn't help but show a smile, he poured the cocktail in the cup into the girl, and his big lips kissed it and sucked the wine, and laughed and said, "Oh, cute little baby, you are the best." ”

However, Liszt didn't care about the debauched appearance of the group of guys behind him, it seemed that he had really drunk too much, and almost all of them had a kind of repressed indulgence in it. Walking towards the front, but Liszt did not go to the toilet, but pushed open the door of the bar, and as the cold wind blew, his drunken head instantly sobered up. Looking up at the sky, the moon had also appeared, shining gracefully in that starry field.

"Black Oak Bar?"

Taking a deep breath, the slightly cool air made his drunken dizzy head a little more comfortable, Liszt glanced at the two doorkeepers at the doorway next to him, and walked towards some dark place in the alley opposite. At the same time, he unfastened his belt with his hand, and when he came to the dark place, there was a strong smell of urine, and he also let out the water comfortably, but the eyes that seemed to be drunk swept over a bar not far from him, which was also brightly lit, and that was the black oak bar.

With a slight pang in his heart, he took a deep breath, tied his belt haphazardly, and swayed his steps towards the bar over there. Liszt looks like a very common drunk around, but in fact he is no different from a drunk, if it weren't for his body in this world, which has a good dissolving effect on alcohol, maybe he would have been lying unconscious on the table in that cocktail by now.

The Black Oak Bar was next door to the drink, and Liszt staggered as if he had gone to the wrong door, pushing the door open and heading inside. But a man with a mask and hood stood in front of him at the door, and without waiting for Liszt to retreat cautiously to the back, the man pulled down the mask on his face, but then covered his face again, but the hoarse voice made Liszt relax: "Don't make a noise, Liszt, follow me." ”

"General Bunnard?"

Liszt was slightly stunned, but immediately followed in Bunnard's footsteps and slowly came to a corner. When the two of them sat down, Liszt looked at Bunard in front of him, only to find that he was dressed as a young man, and he was wearing a peaked cap in the hood, which completely covered his gray hair. He couldn't help but look at the mask, and asked in a low voice with some confusion, "Why you?" ”

"Of course it's me, you found out too, didn't you? This city is full of monitors! ”

Slowly pulling down the mask on his face, the slightly old face of old Bunard was revealed, and his eyes were raised to look at Liszt, with a certain heavy expression on his face, which became more and more depressed in the dim light of the bar. Especially looking at Liszt's shocked expression, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't tell me, you haven't noticed anything now." ”

"What?" Liszt's brow furrowed tightly, and he wanted to look around, but he suppressed the doubt in his heart, for he had already sensed that something was wrong when he looked at the almost cautious dress of old Bunard in front of him. But listening to the so-called monitor, he still frowned and said, "We are being watched?" ”

"Looks like you've been in this city for too short."

There was a certain disappointment on Old Bunal's face, and he slowly lowered his head in contemplation for a moment, and when he looked up again, there was an unbelievable affirmation in his eyes. He looked at Liszt, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that they are not eyeing you..." ”

"What the hell... What the? Liszt bowed his head slightly, as if he remembered something, but he was still a little unsure. The secret experiments of the American Federation in this world are notorious, but they were also declassified in the post-war radiation wasteland, and after hundreds of years, there is no criticism at all, and it can be said that you can know by looking at some shelters. But Liszt took a deep breath and said to old Bunnard with a frown: "You mean, that mysterious department? ”

"No, it seems that you really don't understand."

Exhaling slowly, Old Bunard shook his head slightly and put the mask on his face again. The two sat in this corner and said to each other silently, but old Bunard still shook his head slightly, raised his head to look at Liszt, and said lightly: "I'm going to be transferred to Alaska, where the United States has built a military defense line, which has just been completed." ”

"Anchorage?"

Slightly stunned, a term instantly came to Liszt's mind, because it was a spark that was crucial to detonating the Radiation Wasteland. Especially in the early stage, the U.S. federal government was defeated in that torrent of steel, and it was almost pushed all the way and had no power to fight back. And the tragic Battle of Anchorage, in fact, was only a symbolic resistance, and the entire army had collapsed, showing the significance of building this military defense line at all.

"Well, that's right, I'll be the supreme commander of this line." Old Bunard nodded, this is not a military secret, as long as you are a soldier, you know that the current state of Alaska is almost infiltrated by the Soviet Union like a sieve. In particular, Canada has colluded with the Soviet Union and the United States, and the construction of the Anchorage Line has long been on the agenda, and the complete construction of the Anchorage Line this year, and the mobilization of troops to concentrate there, is also to protect a large oil field around the Anchorage Line.

And Liszt also looked at Old Bunard in surprise, the commander of the Anchorage Line, who had never appeared in the radiation in his previous life, turned out to be the old Bunard he used to get along, which was really unexpected by him. And when Liszt looked at the eyes of old Bunal, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, because what appeared in the bloodshot eyeballs turned out to be some kind of extreme calm, and he couldn't help but be stunned: "General Bunal, your eyes... It seems like it's been a long time since you rested? ”

"Well, there were a lot of voices in my ears, and they seemed to be saying something to me, but I couldn't hear clearly."

Old Bunard shook his head slightly, and the hoarse voice under the mask seemed to carry a trace of exhaustion, but he couldn't help but smile, supported his forehead with his hand, rubbed his eyebrows at the same time, and said lightly: "It seems that because of old age, even if you go to the Anchorage Line, you won't be able to do it for a few years, at most, to supervise the normal construction of the defense line." As he spoke, he stood up: "You don't seem to know anything, but I'm telling you, it's fine, don't say it." ”

He pushed away his chair and stood in the aisle, old Bunard seemed to want to leave the bar, but a certain emotion was suffocating in his chest. He clenched his fists, stood quietly in place for a few seconds, and said lightly to Liszt in a calm voice: "That night, I lost most of my brigade, but the whole world watched coldly. He paused, but smiled at Liszt and said, "Remember what I said, we will meet again." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, old Bunard strode towards the outside of the bar, his back looking like that of a young man, without any old man's appearance. And Liszt sat quietly on the table, his brows furrowed tightly, but looking at the guys around him who were still drunk and sorrowful, a certain throbbing beat with his heart, he couldn't help but grit his teeth slowly and said: "It's getting weirder and weirder!" ”

PS: Ahahaha, start resuming the update today, two more, okay, don't slap your face! Oops, why did you slap your face, you said don't hit it. Ahem, although there are a lot of slaps in the face, I still wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival.