In the entire Dark Dragoon headquarters, the unluckiest guy these days is none other than Lieutenant Colonel Julio.

The news of his subordinate, Lieutenant Luther's failed operation, spread so much that even the guards guarding the door in the building knew about it. This is not to say that this failure was embarrassing, but the follow-up plan drawn up by the lieutenant colonel has received unprecedented attention from the big people, and has been directly rejected by the higher ranks every time. Most notably, there was more than one person involved in the veto.

When the plan was rejected for the second time, Julio's boss suddenly fell ill and took a month's long vacation. The lieutenant colonel, who has no family background, has no way to take sick leave, so he can only endure it.

Rumors about the lieutenant colonel gradually increased. Why did he receive such special care from the big people above, and he privately guessed everything. No one dared to talk about those big people casually, not even between good friends, so all the speculation focused on the lieutenant colonel. From the lieutenant colonel's slightly bulging belly, to his slightly dark skin, and even the intensity of body odor and the amount of chest hair have become topics of speculation. However, not many people doubted the lieutenant colonel's ability, and from the day he entered the building, the lieutenant colonel proved himself shrewd and capable for seven years. In particular, he is outstanding in judging the strength of the enemy, drawing up the corresponding course of action, and selecting the right candidate. The Lieutenant Colonel's personal combat prowess was not outstanding, and he was a model of relying on intelligence rather than physique.

But at this moment, the lieutenant colonel had doubts about his own wisdom as never before. The first time the plan was vetoed by a skipper, a captain majoring in the Perception Domain looked a little thin, although Julio himself judged that the team's combat effectiveness was more than enough.

The lieutenant colonel revised the plan, added a captain who majored in the combat domain, and sent it again. This time, the lieutenant colonel's boss was ready to sign and approve directly, who knew that he had just finished signing, and another skipping signature came out of nowhere, and the vigorous and powerful veto made him stay for half an hour!

In the afternoon, the colonel fell ill, claiming that it would take at least a month of treatment to recover.

After a long period of thinking and weighing, Lieutenant Colonel Julio, who was strict by nature, did not significantly adjust his plan, and the third revision only replaced the captain who majored in the perception domain with a major of the same ability. He always believed that the combat power had overflowed too much, and that the ability to perceive, track, and search was more important. Although the Dark Dragoon has a huge resource, it should not be squandered. The lieutenant colonel did not abandon his judgment and principles of drawing up a plan because of those hapless vetoes. Due to the illness of his boss, Lieutenant Colonel Julio took the plunge and sent the plan directly to Persephone.

And then there was a clean veto.

The lieutenant colonel felt that he had gone crazy, if it wasn't for the problem of consciousness, how could such a plan for the allocation of obviously overwhelming combat power be vetoed?

That night, the lieutenant colonel drank a whole bottle of wine, and until noon the next day he had a splitting headache. When the lieutenant colonel arrived in his office with a drunken body, he locked himself in it for a whole day, and with the help of alcohol, he came up with a plan for a team led by himself and with a newly equipped team. By the time the lieutenant colonel sent the plan out, it was almost time for dinner.

Persephone had a very important date in the evening, and was about to leave the office when she happened to see this familiar text flickering.

So 15 seconds after the lieutenant colonel sent the message, he received the fastest veto in his life.

That night, the lieutenant colonel stayed up all night. He read all the records of Su three or four times, and called up the scientific research institute's assessment report on the potential value of the invaders. In the eyes of the lieutenant colonel, Su's ability was between the fourth and fifth orders at most, and the value of the invaders was not worth such a stirring of troops. 90% of the so-called potential value will always be in the latent state. In the various chambers of the Dark Dragoon, there are countless things of potential value.

At dawn, the lieutenant colonel enlarged the signature of "Persephone" and placed it in the center of the screen, as if she were watching herself. He then threw aside all the ideas that he would become the laughing stock of the Dark Dragoon, and crafted a large, detailed, refined, perfect, and very unrealistic plan.

In this plan, in addition to Julio personally serving as the commander of the operation, three majors were also assigned according to Sue's characteristics, including a combat domain master, a fifth-order sniper expert, and a wilderness survival and tracking expert. Since there are three majors, it is only natural that there will be eleven more lieutenants below. Together with the subordinates, a huge team of more than 1,000 people was formed, more than 50 combat vehicles were mobilized, as well as the same number of supply and transport vehicles, and the right to use three vertical take-off and landing fighters for ten days was applied.

This is completely an army, which can easily destroy any force within a few hundred kilometers, but now it is used to hunt down a target whose ability is less than the fifth order, and the limit is equivalent to that of a lieutenant.

The lieutenant colonel stared at the screen, and Persephone's name gave him boundless courage, and he trembled and sent the plan out. Then there is the time of judgment.

As soon as she walked into the office, Persephone had a hunch that the persistent Lieutenant Colonel Julio would definitely send in the plan again. As soon as she sat down in her chair, the screen in front of her automatically went up, and in the center of the screen, the follow-up plan was flashing, and it was the highest level of importance.

Persephone wanted to smash straight through the floor and smash the lieutenant colonel on the second floor, who couldn't remember what he looked like. She straightened her hair, and despite the fact that there was no audience at all, she still put on the most dignified and charming posture, put on special glasses, and clicked on the letter with her snow-white straight fingers and a dark black pencil with dark gold patterns.

After only two glances, Persephone was taken aback by the bold and ridiculous content of this plan. With an entire army to catch a mouse, is this Julio crazy? She couldn't help but wonder what it was about the rat that made his brother, who had always kept his pride in his heart, look so differently and make the always strict and capable lieutenant colonel propose to use an army to hunt him down? Of course, she had no idea what kind of contribution she herself had made to the creation of such a project.

The pencil circled around the screen a little bit, and the file and background about Su were brought up. In the photo column, it is actually the hand-painted portrait of Oberen.

As soon as she saw Sue's appearance, Persephone's face suddenly changed drastically, and she let out a low cry!

Oberen's paintings are so expressive that you can even feel a hint of loneliness in the depths of Su's calm gaze.

There was a soft click, and the black pencil in her hand shattered into several pieces. Persephone carefully read the information about Su, and then gently exhaled, enlarged Su's portrait, occupied the entire screen in front of her, and then stared at it in a daze.

It didn't take long for Persephone to return from her contemplation, and she used her slender fingers to write directly on the plan, and in the blink of an eye, she approved the plan and bounced it out.

As soon as she pressed the brass bell icon in the corner of the screen, the office door was gently pushed open, and a tall, handsome, sunny dragoon walked in, with an impeccable appearance, figure, and demeanor. He saluted and asked, "What do you command?" ”

Persephone had already tidied up the text on her desk, stood up, and instructed the handsome young dragoon, who was already a little fatty, "I have to go on a mission, and the time of my return is uncertain. During the time I'm out, all the work is handed over as intended, and you know what to do. ”

There was a hint of surprise on the young dragoon's face, not knowing what important task it was, and that Persephone needed to do it herself. However, he was well-trained, and he kept all the doubts to himself, and instead replied in a low and powerful voice: "Yes! Checkmate! ”

Lieutenant Colonel Julio finally looked forward to a reply, and this time after opening the text, he finally did not reject it, but replaced it with a big red cross, crossed out all personnel and equipment, and only refilled a name in the column of the executor of the plan: Persephone.

Persephone......

Julio stared at the name until his eyes ached, and then he pinched his thigh hard. The sharp pain told him that although it was dark, he was not dreaming.

The lieutenant colonel sighed heavily, a wave of exhaustion coming over him. He wondered if he was really old, and he heard from the young girls in the headquarters building that the biggest characteristic of an elderly uncle was his lack of imagination.

Saratoga, the dragoons, who had almost collapsed in waiting, finally waited for the long-awaited new order. The content of the order is simple, all personnel are to be withdrawn, and another person will be sent from headquarters to take over the mission. Then there is the secrecy provision, and every aspect of the operation is top secret and must not be disclosed to anyone. Justin didn't understand why he would be replaced, he really liked the feeling of hunting Sue, so he quietly sent a message to Lieutenant Colonel Julio, emphasizing his importance in pursuing Sue.

Julio replied with two messages, the first of which was extremely concise, with only two words: idiot. The second is particularly complicated, and the whole two screens of foul language scolds Justin for being incomplete and lacking the demeanor that a lieutenant colonel should have.

Su didn't know how much turmoil he had caused because of him, and he didn't know that a catastrophe was coming.

He still sits at the top of the hill and looks at the scenery.

The later the Dark Dragoon appears, the more prepared it is, and the blow that is bound to come will be thunderous and irresistible. Su knew that there would never be a fluke this time. Sue's luck was a little better than the average person, after all, the first-order ability he formed in the occult was basic luck. This is an ability that seems to be useful everywhere and seems to be completely useless, and Sue has not yet figured out what its principle is and how it came to be. The only intuitive expression of this ability is in the coin toss, if Sue wants heads, then 100 rolls, he will get about 51 heads.

So Su's luck is just a little better than ordinary people.

In the scope, there is still a vast grassland, and there is no vision in sight, and there is not the slightest sense of danger.

Sue suddenly heard footsteps! It was the sound of crisp heels tapping on the road, and it came leisurely with the rhythm of steady dìng.

At this time, although there was no wind at all, Su Pale blonde hair instantly floated up and fell again. This is his expression when he feels the most extreme danger.

There was still not a single trace in the scope, and not a single piece of metal flakes all over the mountains made a warning sound, but the footsteps in the ears were getting closer and closer, so close that it seemed that every time they stepped on the heart, and Su actually had no way of judging the direction of the footsteps! With his carefully selected and fully strengthened perception ability, he couldn't even judge the direction of the footsteps! From the bridge of Su's nose, it can be seen that fine beads of sweat are already oozing.

Without warning, the tingling sensation of electric shock suddenly rushed up the vertebrae, instantly spreading to the entire back. Extreme danger, right behind the scenes! At this time, the footsteps of unrecognizable directions still sounded endlessly, hitting his eardrums.

Sue lowered her scope and moved slowly. He didn't turn his head, he didn't move Barrett behind him or Magnum on his waist. He knew that no matter what he did, it would be too late.

A target that is completely unattainable, not even perceived. Su understands that there is an insurmountable gap in strength between himself and the comer. He couldn't resist, he couldn't escape, and most likely he couldn't even choose to die.

Su took a deep breath, then looked at the sky, at the clouds, at the mountains and the grasslands, and then at the blue eyes and straight eyebrows together to form a smile.

Sue had been waiting for the final moment, but she didn't expect this moment to come so suddenly. The strength of the Dark Dragoon is really as deep as the sea, and after two failed pursuits, the third attack turned out to be so irresistible!

Sue's idea of pulling a dragoon to accompany her to the funeral was stillborn. Sue's hope of not wanting to be a living real product has also become slim.

Sue thought about it, but pulled out Magnum and pulled the hammer away. It is not his style to give up resistance, the first five bullets are the enemy's, and the last bullet, Sue will keep to himself.

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and this time he could finally tell that it was on the left side of his body.

Then a light brown, finely made rucksack was thrown at Sue's feet, and a pair of seductive legs appeared in Sue's sight.

These are a pair of straight legs, which are so long that the mouth is dry, and the dark and black smooth stockings fully show off the lines, but it makes people feel a little redundant. The heels are simple and almost plain, but the sleek lines and meticulous workmanship have proven that they can't be cheap.

Su Yang raised his head, and his gaze naturally climbed up along the long legs, first over the knees, and then along the round thighs, when he touched the edge of the skirt, part of his line of sight was a few centimeters deep in the skirt, and most of his eyes continued to go up. Next came the white shirt tucked into the skirt, which flipped over the chest peak of the blouse, followed by a slender neck, an impeccable face, black-rimmed glasses that added to the temptation, and gray hair coiled on top of the head.

"Is it pretty?" She asked, with one hand on her hip and a pencil in the other, and a pencil on her lips.

"Beautiful." Su replied honestly.

"Do you still want to see it?" She asked again.

Su didn't answer, but stood up, looked into the distance, raised the Magnum in his hand, and fired five shots at the vast grassland. The gunshots reverberated with each other, forming a huge echo. As if in harmony with the sound of the gunshots, the wind suddenly became stronger, blowing his pale blonde hair fluttering.

Sue turned around to Magnum, pressed the hot muzzle of the gun to her chin, and closed her eyes.

Wilderness, ruins, radiation clouds, mutated creatures, settlements, these elements together make up the trajectory of Sue's past life. At this time, they were so hot, as hot as Magnum's muzzle. He likes them and can't let go of them, but his attachment and love for life can't offset his determination at all.

Su didn't want to be a specimen of the real yàn room, and if there was really no choice, it had to be after death.

Persephone's brain, which could easily handle massive numbers, suddenly appeared a small blank. She couldn't understand what she had asked herself, "Do you still want to see it?" After such a question with a double meaning, why did the other party react by raising a gun to commit suicide?

What does this mean, is it his own appearance that makes him so sad that he wants to commit suicide?

Fortunately, the brief gap in her brain was quickly filled, and with a dip in her right hand, she gently and deftly took Magnum from Sue's hand. The index and middle fingers with black pencils in them were as long as her legs, and they were heart-beating. Su only felt a slight numbness in her hand, and the pistol was already in her hand.

Persephone looked clumsy and playing with Magnum, a delicately crafted gun, but its sheer size, heavy weight, great power, and deafening sound made it less desirable than the adjective. She tried to spin Magnum around her fingers like a cowboy of old, and then grabbed it with both hands, but as if she had inadvertently pulled the trigger, she had to bang loudly, and the heat rushed in her face, and a bullet that Sue had left for herself flew into the vast clouds.

Persephone shuddered and nearly threw Magnum to the ground. Her face was pale, her eyes were full of panic, her black-rimmed glasses slipped off a little, and even a strand of her hair was falling out. All in all, she looked like she was frightened by the deafening gunfire and the powerful recoil, very, very panicked.

She straightened her glasses, took Magnum with her right thumb and middle finger, and sent them to Sue, and said with palpitations: "Give it back to you!" ”

This time, it was the black pencil that contrasted with the silver-gray Magnum.

Sue took Magnum and pulled out six bullets from the leather box around her waist, her hands were on the wrong side and they were already reloaded. He looked at Persephone and said calmly, "There are many more bullets in the pistol, and there are many ways to commit suicide without bullets. It's probably not so easy to bring me back alive. ”

She looked angry, bit the pencil in her hand, and asked, "Do you want to see it even if you ask, and you're going to kill yourself?" How terrible am I looking? ”

Sue's voice was still calm: "Your joke is not funny at all, this young lady from the dark dragon ride." ”

She immediately looked surprised: "How do you know...... Well, I'll admit that I'm from the Dark Dragoon. But how do you know? ”

Su has a headache, this woman's acting skills are indeed clever, but the problem is that her lies are really unbearable. Still, he replied, "You have a badge on your pencil." ”

Persephone glanced at the pencil in her hand, the black body of the pen was coiled with dark gold patterns, and at the end of the pen formed a dragon head with a golden shield in its mouth.

She handed the pencil to her left hand, stretched out her right hand to Sue, and said somewhat reluctantly, "Persephone." Nice to meet you, Sue. ”

Su hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and said, "I'd rather never see you." ”

"Hey! You're a man, don't be so stingy! Persephone screamed, her hand slightly pulled back, not letting Sue's hand touch herself: "Also, no one has ever told you, is it rude to wear gloves when shaking hands with someone?" Especially with a beauty like me. ”

Su was stunned for a moment, the mysterious woman in front of her behaved unexpectedly, and she was already a little unclear about her true intentions. Sue removed the bandage from her right hand, revealing a right hand that was completely comparable to Persephone's, and held it with her.

From the skin, from the lines, the two hands are almost indistinguishable, of course, there are still differences, Sue's hands reveal a faint sense of strength, while Persephone's hands are full of delicate beauty.

"Now that we have shaken hands, we are no longer enemies, but friends. Come back to the Dark Dragoon! Persephone said eagerly, holding Sue's hand tightly, her five fingers kept moving, and she was actually caressing Sue's skin! At this time, her appearance can only be said to be a pervert in a dignified coat.

Su was really a little helpless and said, "You can take my body back." ”

"Stingy man, don't die or live at every turn, say as if I'm a demon! I'm a very, very gentle woman, and I never force anyone to do anything. Now that we're friends, I'm going to try to persuade you to change your mind, knowing that I'm a very patient person! Let's stay together during this time, you see, I even brought my luggage! Persephone still held Sue's hand tightly, so said.

Su looked at the canvas women's bag on the ground, which was estimated to not even fit a pair of shoes, and was really speechless.