"Angs...... Eric? Startled by the visitor, the Major raised his pistol sharply, and was overjoyed when he was now the suspicious supervisor.

Now not only is his life saved, but his future is also there, and then as long as he finds a way to escape, he will hand over all the suspicious words and deeds of the other party to the headquarters, no matter how the above will deal with it, it is none of his business.

With this in mind, the Major's spirits lifted and his mind became clearer.

"It's nice to see you, Eric, I've been worried about you just now." He clenched his pistol and spoke in a pleasant tone, as sweet as licking honey.

Eric smiled and nodded behind the Major, and two glazed-eyed sailors pounced on his supervisor.

"What are you doing, I'm Major McTuckott, an officer of the 6th Army, and I'm from the Pentagon." The major resisted fiercely, and he couldn't see that his thin body was actually not small, and at one point he broke free from the tall and strong black soldier on his right, and shot him in the head with a backhand.

"That's good, worthy of an elite agent." Eric sighed in admiration, and as soon as the bullet came out of the muzzle of the Major's horrified gaze, it made a sharp turn, and came to his supervised person as cheerfully as if it had fled to the light.

"Good boy." Gently stroking the spinning warhead, Eric did not stop any longer and led the man to the torpedo chamber.

Now, he has to fulfill the promise he made in his heart.

"Thanks to the Navy Shipyards, they breathed new life into this old destroyer and made it possible to shoot large torpedoes - otherwise they would want to cram your whole body into it. It's a real nuisance. Now, we don't have to worry about it or do things that don't fit my personal style. Large 533-mm torpedoes, about one foot seven inches in diameter. It can accommodate your body perfectly, as if your body was made for the moment. Patting one of the dangerous weapons, Eric said with a smile.

"What do you want to do, you can't do it!" The Major realized Eric's thoughts and fought desperately, but neither sailor could hold him down, and more people had to join him.

After a series of slaps. The Major's entire face was covered in blood, at the signal of his master. The accused sailor pressed the intelligence officer's head into the stagnant water under his feet, and wiped his long, narrow face clean with a few rude wipes with a few large hands.

"Sorry, this is the first time I used this method. So it's very unskilled. Eric explained with a smile, then returned to the point. I'm not like you, Major. You promised your boss to send me to Europe, and we could have had a very pleasant mission, and maybe we could have become friends, but you only wanted to make meritorious contributions, and even to bring innocent people in as your stepping stones. So I swore in my heart that I was going to shoot you out of the torpedo tube, and a true gentleman cannot be as creditless as you. So when I decided, I'm going to do it now. ”

McTargoth, kneeling on the ground, looks at the man who decides his fate with a heartbreaking look, but Eric ignores it.

"The beginning of this torpedo is forty knots. With a range of over 30,000 yards, and now a lone German ship chasing the poor transport five nautical miles away, you just have to sacrifice your body, grit your teeth and rush forward, and then you can have McTuckgoth's name printed on the textbook of the West Point Military Academy—a Major of the 6th Army sinking an enemy warship with his bare hands is nothing short of a hero's act. What do you think of this ending? ”

The major whined in his throat, but could not spit out a clear word.

Eric smiled. Wave your hand and disassemble the torpedo.

Although the diameter is suitable, it is not so easy to fit a living person in, he has to remove all the minor components such as the motor, battery pack and non-contact fuse, but fortunately, with his ability to rely on, it is not so difficult to shoot out.

As the parts were emptied, a man could finally lie down in the torpedo, and at Eric's orders, several sailors forcibly shoved the major inside.

Taking off the badge from McTargoth's neck, Eric glanced at it a few times and tossed it aside.

"I heard that there is a man-operated torpedo in the Pacific theater, which poses a great threat to the navy, so Mr. Major, you must work hard for the good of the United States." After a few words of persuasion, Eric closed the shell with his hand.

"Goodbye, Mr. Major." With a wave of his hand, the human-powered torpedo automatically ejected from the side and sailed with unhurried grace towards the German gunboat in the distance.

By this time, the morning sun had leapt above the sea level, and the magnificent Atlantic Ocean was covered with bright red light, and under the cover of the flickering waves, the people on the German ship were still unaware of this hidden killer.

It wasn't until it was about to get out of Eric's range that he suddenly threw all his strength into it, and as the faint electromagnetic field forcibly increased, a fierce splash of water swept through, and the torpedo crashed headlong into the warship that could not dodge.

"Not bad." Looking at the rising white waves from afar, Eric commented. After he dismantled so many parts, it was already a miracle that the fuse of the torpedo could still guide the warhead to wave, and if Mr. Major knew that he could still wave it at the last moment of his life, maybe his heart would not be so bitter.

Now there is another question left, how can his supervisor reach his destination if he dies unexpectedly due to force majeure, and there is only a broken warship by his side that has not sunk for the time being.

Looking back at the giggling sailors, this group of guys was rescued from the fire by him, and it was only for a boring reason that they were lucky not to be killed by the explosive ammunition, but even if they were not charged, it would be difficult to give him any help.

Eric looked at the sailors, then back at the German battleship, and suddenly a thought occurred to him.

New Jersey, Caspian Sea training camp, station of the Scientific Strategy Corps.

As the evening sun was about to sink to the horizon, the companies that had been training long distances outside rushed back, and a large number of young men had finally escaped the torment of the officers, and they had made the quiet garrison noisy again. In this, stay to the end.

Although she was in a bad mood during this time after sending the man away, Carter still used her will to overcome the emotional fluctuations in her heart, and she trained her soldiers as usual.

"Hurry up, it's useless." Before the end of the training, she had to do a few more movements, and she patrolled in front of the soldiers who had fallen to the ground, constantly motivating them. "Cheer up, my grandma is more energetic than you."

In a group of soldiers, the weak Steve was particularly eye-catching, although after Eric's guidance, he was better than the original, but the hard work of this time had exhausted his body, and now it was difficult to even straighten his waist.

Carter glanced at him, even if it was a friend of the man's friends, she wouldn't look the other way at Steve, maybe a harsher attitude would be better than pushing him to the battlefield and sending him to his death.

The thought of "sending to death" made her heart ache, and when she quarreled with Colonel Phillips, the colonel's words poked her in the foot, and perhaps it was her past evaluation of Eric that determined his fate.

If it hadn't been for those heated words, maybe the Colonel wouldn't have recommended Eric to him, and he wouldn't have had this incident at all.

The female agent gritted her teeth, tried her best to transfer her thoughts to reality, and blew the whistle fiercely.

Near Carter's company, the head of the corps, Colonel Phillips and Dr. Erskine, observed the men who were training.

Or rather, one of them.

"You're not really going to choose Rogers, an asthma who weighs less than a hundred pounds, and I think he's okay to steal chickens and dogs like a gerbil, a soldier? I have to say that scientists just don't think the same way as we ordinary people. Every time he saw Steve, who was as thin as firewood, the colonel couldn't help but sigh with a sigh.

"He's the only one who has it." The doctor did not explain, but only reiterated his opinion.

"Look at his arm, a needle can penetrate it, and I want to cry when I look at it." The Colonel shook his head repeatedly, and was about to say something more to prompt the Doctor to change his mind, when a civilian officer brought him a copy of the paper.

"Oh......", he suddenly fell silent, looked up at Miss Carter on the training ground, and then looked down at Wen Jiàn again.

"It sucks." The colonel said so.

The last company training was over, the GIs were finally released, and now many people were exhausted, especially those who were not in good health, and could barely stand up at this time.

Picking up Steve from the ground and handing him to a soldier he knew, Carter loudly reminded the others not to sit down immediately, but to move for another ten minutes to keep the blood running smoothly.

Then, she sensed that someone was watching her from behind.

Turning around, the colonel, the doctor, and the adjutant were all looking at her with a strange look.

"Carter." In her impression, the colonel was a little rude and a little irritable, but never like this, and this attitude made the female agent feel inexplicably anxious.

"Your ...... Friend, Eric......", a simple phrase he pondered several times. “…… Thank you for his dedication. ”

The whistle dropped suddenly, Carter's big eyes were fixed on the copy of the paper in the colonel's hand, the whole world lost its color, her ears were buzzing, and she could no longer hear what Phillips was saying.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast its last rays of heat on the earth, a warm wind blew, and the branches above their heads rattled, and now the officers and soldiers were all back.

She looked back in a daze, and on the hills by the playground, there seemed to be someone smiling at her. (To be continued)

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