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    "Let go" Before he could finish his words, a huge trench knife flew towards the back of the caller's neck, pierced the brainstem and was nailed to the spine, making a sound like a woodpecker tapping a tree trunk.  The guy suddenly froze there without even making a sound.

    Then I saw the butcher walking around the car. When he got close to the guy, he reached out and pulled out the saber that was half-pierced from his neck. He knocked off the half of his spine on the roof of the car next to him, and then pulled out the guy again.  The machine gun ammunition bag in the other hand was thrown to the ground.

    "You are so troublesome!" I put away my saber, spit out the saliva in my mouth, and cursed at the butcher.

    "You have to be tough!" The butcher unscrewed the pistol from the corpse's hand, fired at the bodies in the car, and then threw the empty bullets into the car. Then he turned around and said, "Before interrogation, you must create a stable environment for yourself.  I don¡¯t know, it¡¯s not professional at all!¡±

    I walked over and took a look at the dead people in the car. They all had foreign faces. From their appearance to their clothes to their weapons, nothing reflected their identities.  But judging from their unusually unified tactical habits, it is highly likely that they are mercenaries.  Although the fog that has troubled me for many days has gradually become clearer, every time I feel like I have captured something, I am confused by new questions.  My temples throb

    "Hey!" The woman in the distance who I tied and threw to the ground woke up very quickly.  Seeing me walking over, she couldn't help but want to struggle, but even a big bear couldn't break free of the alloy shackles, let alone a weak woman.

    "Don't say you can't recognize me!" I reached out and pulled out the saber from my chest, knocked the dirt off the handle of the knife on the car beside me, and looked at the woman.  After staring at the fake hooks and thorns on the blade for a while, her expression became unnatural.

    "What country are you from?" I reached out and grabbed her legs, pulled her closer, and started picking threads along the seams of her clothes.  She shook her body and gave up struggling when she saw that she couldn't escape, but still didn't speak.

    "What about the name, rank, and serial number?" I cut open her military uniform, revealing her camouflage-colored underwear.

    "If you don't answer my next question, I won't be so gentle!" I opened her pants, revealing her slender legs.  "Don't worry, I won't rape you! I will leave you the skin covered by the underwear, and send the rest to your master by express mail."

    ¡°Is my son dead?!¡± I suddenly got in front of her face and yelled.

    "Nono" The woman was frightened by my loud scream and ferocious face, and responded in a low voice unconsciously.

    "Where is he?" The pickup on my neck was a bit broken, and the second sentence could not be heard louder.

    "I don'tah!know!" As soon as the word "no" came out of the woman's mouth, the tip of my knife had already cut into the skin of her armpit.

    "Where?" I used the rough serrations on the fake blade to pull hard into her flesh.

    Her body instantly bounced off the ground, and then froze in the air like a stone statue.  As a person who has been tortured, I know that the level of pain represented by this reaction is close to the upper limit of what the human body can bear. If the stimulation is increased, she will become numb or comatose.  In order to prevent damage to her nerves, I stopped the movement of my hand, and then observed the tension of her muscles. When her body showed the slightest sign of relaxation, I continued the cutting action, and then she  It stretched into an arch like clockwork.  After her muscles maintained this abnormal working state for a long time, she suffered from muscle fatigue and lost control of her function, causing saliva, tears, and urine and feces to all flow out.

    ?????????????????????????????????????? Fortunately she¡¯s just a woman, I even had semen spilling out when I reached this state under the electric shock.

    ¡°Where is it?¡± I put the tip of the knife to her armpit on the other side, gently scratched the pink skin, and then asked sinisterly.

    "Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" She was as deprived of oxygen as if she had run a hundred kilometers of marathon, and she couldn't even think about my threat.

    "Ah!" As soon as the tip of my knife scratched a layer of skin, she stopped all her movements and stood there as if she had been struck by an electric shock, with only her eyes widening.

    "I can cut a playing card into 52 equal parts. You are 70 centimeters tall. Excluding the three places I promised you, you can calculate how many times I can cut you." I rode on her waist.  He pressed his face against hers, then tore off the pickup from his neck, revealing the ferocious knife marks on his Adam's apple, biting the tip of her nose with his teeth, and whispered in a voice as loud as a broken skin, "Where is my son?"  ?¡±

    "It's not in my hands!" The woman's tears were not just because of the pain, but also because she could already foresee the tragic end that would result if she persisted in resisting, and began to regret the wonderful youth she had not been able to use.

    "Ah! Ah!" Suddenly there were bursts of screams from a distance, and I looked at the butcher in confusion., but I saw him walking up to me and scratching the woman's chest with the bloody knife tip. Without any explanation of the source of the scream, I had no choice but to point in the direction where the young master was knocked down.  Pointing at him, he asked: "That Young Master"

    "His balls are blown! The retribution for seducing too many women." The butcher said in a prophetic tone without raising his head, "I already knew that sooner or later this boy would be destroyed in the hands of a woman!"

    ¡°Damn it!¡± Hearing him say this and imagining a long metal bar being passed through my dick at high speed, I felt an itch in my crotch.

    "Xingtian! Come here." Genius called over the radio.

    "If there is no enemy situation, just wait for a while, I have something to do here." After saying that, I cut off the radio.  Although I don't want to attack women, under the current circumstances, I am no longer allowed to have this kind of womanly kindness.

    "What's in the car?"

    ¡°Medicine and food.¡±

    "only these?"

    "Otherwise? You can go check it out."

    "Of course we have someone to check! You don't have to worry about this. Was it your people who ambushed our wolf pack? Near the Rumaila oil field, two months ago."

    "How is it possible? We just arrived a week ago and have been staying in the embassy in Baghdad. We did not move outside the city until we received the news that Baghdad would be bombed. Today we received orders to go to the train station in Karbala to receive the arrival.  supplies.¡±

    The butcher and I looked at each other. This woman stared directly at me when she spoke. It was obvious that she was either telling the truth or had prepared lines.

    "Take her back for a medication trial! This woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She died if she couldn't use a knife to protect her, but she still took the medicine properly. I don't believe you can't ask anything!" I gritted my teeth and whispered to the butcher in a low voice.

    "It's up to you, I don't have anything to ask her." The butcher nodded and put away the knife, glanced at the woman, and breathed, "I don't want to lift her, she's not tired enough!"

    ¡°In the past, carrying such a woman without a heavy backpack would have been nothing to us, but now everyone has chest tightness and panting, and no one is willing to waste their precious energy.  I had no choice but to find two local residents and give them a dozen dollars, and they carried the woman onto our container truck at the risk of collaborating with the enemy.

    "Xingtian, what are you doing? I have something urgent to ask you!" Before I could do anything to the woman, the genius ran over, pulled my sleeves, pulled me to the workbench and said, "Look at this!  "

    "What?" I crossed my shoulders and looked at the screen he was pointing at and asked, "Have you found the captain?"

    Only the radio wave-like icons were beating on the screen.  I put on my headphones and heard Cali Cruz's voice, which was talking about how long Iraq can last, when the war situation will be more stable, and in which directions we can take Iran.  The voices in the front were all faint, but at the end, there was a knock on the door, and a clear laugh came: "Captain Roger! Welcome, welcome!"

    The sound disappeared. I looked back at the genius and asked puzzledly: "Where did you get this recording? It seemed like it was recorded by a bug, right?"

    "That's right!" The genius sat on the chair and took out his mobile phone to us. There was a number on it.

    This is a radio frequency?  I glanced at the genius, and before I could ask, he nodded: "The US intercepted it on the channel!"

    "Can that frequency be tracked?" I was about to use my brain to think about it, but my headache became more and more severe, my chest felt itchy, and I couldn't help but cough a few times.  I was suddenly stunned. Everyone else around me turned pale, and many of them were short of breath.

    "Okay!" Genius nodded, "This frequency uses low-level encryption, and any platoon-level unit can listen. According to the measurement results, the signal source is only twenty minutes away from here."

    "Welland this!" The genius reached out and touched my forehead, sighed, and handed me a piece of paper that was already blackened by the touch. There were various numbers and charts on it. I couldn't understand it, but I knew it should be  It's d analysis or something, "Viral pneumonia!"

    "Weapons grade?" I understood why everyone else's faces turned pale. It was not because they felt uncomfortable, but because they were scared!

    "I can't say for sure, but it's very unique." Genius shook his head and said, "I'm not a virology expert. If we can go back to the United States to find Hoey and her brother, we should be able to figure out the characteristics of this thing."

    "Yes! Now our table has been recovered. Although it is obvious that someone set up a trap, our goal has been achieved. If we don't want the entire army to be annihilated, we'd better return to the base to discuss the long term." The assassin sat down  By the devil's side, the devilShe has begun to have difficulty breathing and needs an oxygen machine to maintain a normal complexion.

    "How long does it take to get the virus serum?" The butcher cleared his throat, looked at the knight, and spoke on his behalf.

    "Thisnot necessarily!" The genius scratched his head in embarrassment, "For viral things, serum development is more time-consuming. I have sent the virus characteristics, but Hoey has not replied to me yet"

    "How long do we have? Before we completely lose our ability to fight." I thought of the mourners who were easily defeated by us. The tragic sight of them vomiting pus and blood made me realize that this was our next development trend.

    "24 hoursmaybe less!" The genius secretly looked at everyone's faces and hesitated for a long time before whispering.

    "In that case, let's move on!" The butcher glanced at the others.  No one else expressed any objection, but no one had a majestic or courageous look on their face.  It was a touch of despair. Regarding biological and chemical weapons, you didn't want to convince yourself that you wouldn't be afraid if you weren't afraid.  The butcher looked at everyone's expressions and thought for a while and said: "The person who poisoned must have the antidote."

    "Yes! Since they have the virus, they must have serum antibodies. If you don't have time to develop it, you have to find them and steal it!" The genius adjusted the coordinates sent by the radio frequency, and then began to proofread it on the map of Iraq.

    "You can't move forward with us." The butcher looked at the speed machine and then said to the genius.

    "What? Why?" The genius was furious after hearing this, and reached out to pull the chemical protective suit helmet on his head.

    "Don't move!" The speed machine grabbed his hands and stopped his suicidal behavior.

    "Listen to me, genius! You are not infected, and you don't need serum." The butcher held the genius's helmet with both hands, looked into his eyes, and said word by word, "The chance of success of this operation is too low. Someone must  Get the table away. You are not a combatant. Is there anyone better than you?"

    "No! You guys are going to die like this. I can" The genius only yelled half a sentence before he was interrupted by the butcher.

    "Genius, look at it!" The butcher grabbed an unedged saber newly designed by the genius on the table next to him, raised it between their faces and shouted to him, "Look at this saber hold it tight.  ! You are a soldier now! The duty of a soldier is to obey orders. Now I order you to guard our honor and the evidence of our existence!"

    "How can this be possible? I" the genius cried.

    "Help us take care of our injured brother!" The knight stood up and said to the genius in a hoarse voice. He cut the side of his neck with a palm and knocked him unconscious on the workbench. Then he turned to face the devil and the young man lying on the bed.  He smiled and said, "Help us take care of this little genius, okay?"

    "Follow the order!" The devil and the young master struggled to get up from the hospital bed and saluted the knight, "See you soon, brothers!"

    "Don't give up!" The knight smiled, then turned and said to everyone, "Since we have been tricked, we will go see that half-dead thing openly. Maybe those guys have serum, and we can save them when we come back.  Life is here!"

    We dressed up as soldiers escorting supplies and got on the Unimog. We took a look at the genius who had begun to wake up in the container truck, and then drove towards the coordinates sent by that frequency.  Life is like a cracked wine barrel to us. The most important thing is to plug the leaks before the wine runs out.

    There was a tightly tied woman in the back seat of the car.

    "Can you tell me your name?" I looked straight ahead and asked in a low voice.

    "No!" the woman answered simply.

    "I'm going to die, why don't you let me know who took my child away?" I lowered my head and sorted out the SG in my hand, then turned to face her bright eyes.

    "Haha! Maybe I have a bit of a concussion, but I haven't been knocked stupid yet!" The woman chuckled, but then the bumpy car affected the wound on her armpit, and she was sweating profusely in pain.

    "Look at us! Are the wolves in your impression so weak? We are going to die!"

    "You think I will believe you?" The woman's eyes were full of hatred, "You can definitely find us"

    "Someone must have leaked the secret? Who do you suspect?" I shook my head, "Do you suspect Cali #83 Cruz?"

    "No!" The woman's mouth was really strict.

    "You should! It seems that you and Cali #83 Cruz are not close enough to even know that we can only live for two days at most after being infected by the virus!" As soon as I finished speaking, the assassin in the front seat coughed "cooperatingly"  stand up.

    "" The woman didn't speak, she just looked at me with a sullen face.There is a stubbornness in his spirit.

    "Do you think we can't spare the time to repair you? Huh?" I took out a syringe from my pocket and stuck it in her leg.  Because of the excessive force, the metal needle tip hit the thigh bone, breaking and making a crisp sound in the flesh.

    The woman next to me didn¡¯t scream in pain, but was startled by my sudden move.  As I pushed the syringe forward, she frowned and gritted her teeth and stammered: "Don't you think it's a little late to start using Veritacetic now? Didn't you say you only have 24 hours to live? I'm confident that I can survive it.  Even if you die, you won¡¯t be able to say anything useful!¡±

    "Who told you that I was using Veritate?" I couldn't help laughing as I watched the face of the woman in front of me, which was originally pale due to blood loss, become increasingly flushed.

    "What are you using?" The woman felt more and more wrong, and kept pulling on the plastic handcuffs cuffed to the seat and groaned, "It's so hot so hot! Ah!" Finally, she couldn't help but feel miserable.  He screamed, tears mixed with snot gushing out and hanging on his face, swaying, looking very disgusting.

    "Ah!Ah!Ah!" The woman's scream became louder and louder, and finally became the buzzing sound of a wire that was too tight. "Burn me to death! You injected me with it."  What? You bastard!"

    "It's nothing special, just some bio-acid. This stuff can burn your vagina like sulfuric acid. Doesn't it hurt a bit like a fire is burning from the inside out? It seems you like it very much!" This thing is what I recommend to you.  Developed by a genius after he described the torture I endured, it can simulate the pain of boiling water pouring through the flesh.  When I think of the kind of torture in which people can neither survive nor die, I feel an indescribable tingling in my heart.

    "This is the neutralizing fluid! If you are willing to say something I like to hear, I can relieve your pain immediately." I shook the other syringe in my hand.

    "Don't even think about taking a word out of my mouth!" The woman was very strong, and even though the pain was so severe that her eyes were split and her face was bleeding, she still didn't speak softly.  The continuous high-decibel screams cut the eardrums like a chainsaw. I even suspected that if she continued like this, a whole car of people would have a nervous breakdown.

    "It doesn't matter! I have a box of this stuff. I can give you injections one by one. The cumulative effect of this stuff is endless." I suppressed the discomfort in my ears and said, "You have to know, although this stuff won't  I'll kill you, but it's acidic after all. If you hit it too much, it won't beautify your skin. If you don't want to rot from the inside out like a tomato that's been exposed to the sun for three days, I suggest you don't hold on! In my eyes  Bottom, you will never die! Besides, you should know the bullshit torture I endured after falling into the hands of Cali #83 Cruz Damn it! Looking back now, I will be so scared that I wet my pants." I leaned in.  The woman breathed in the air-conditioning in her ears and continued, "There is a famous saying that says, 'War makes women go away!' I can't remember who said it, but my wife and I have always had disagreements about whether this sentence is correct. Maybe you can prove it.  , Women are indeed stronger than men. Win honor for women! Come on!" After saying that, I injected another syringe of biological acid into the woman's body.

    "Ah!Ah!vomit!" The woman screamed a few times and then vomited. The biological acid had begun to disrupt her physiological functions, gastric juice, bile, bloodthe abdominal diaphragm contracted violently, making her want to  After vomiting out all the internal organs, coupled with the huge burning pain in the blood vessels, within five seconds, the woman's whole body was as wet as a drowned rat.

    Time passed by second by second, and the beautiful woman lying at her feet was like a fish out of water on the shore. She could not even move her eyes except opening her mouth to inhale.  There was a fishy smell in the cab.

    "Want to talk?" I just reached out to the box containing the syringes. Before I touched the syringes, the woman at my feet screamed and crawled under the seat, as if she could get through the small space.  Avoid disaster and seek safety.  "Please don't!" Even though the woman was desperate and scared, she still didn't want to tell the truth.

    "Then tell me your name!" I grabbed her hair and dragged her out from under the seat. I put the needle on her lower eyelid and poked it gently. "Otherwise" At this point, I inserted the needle into  Into her eye bags.

    "HaiDi! Uh! Uh!" The woman realized something as soon as she said the words and burst into tears, "My name is Hai.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "

    "This is a good start! Cough! Cough!" I withdrew the needle.  Because I bent down for too long, my chest felt tight and I couldn't help but cough.

    "National loan? Military rank? Mission objectives? No! These are not the most important. ***! Where is my son?"

    "I" Without the threat of the needle in front of her eyeballs, the woman took a deep breath and hesitated again.

    "Don't waste time with me. If you don't tell me, I will inject this thing into your arteries and directly destroy your pain nerves. When the time comes,No matter how much painkillers you inject, your brain won't recognize it, and you'll be living in pain ten times worse than the torture you just experienced for the rest of your life.  You don't want this life, trust me!  "

    "Heidi #83 Glen. Lieutenant of the Naval Intelligence and Reconnaissance Team, attached to"

    "Boom!" Just as I was excitedly waiting for the information I had longed for, I suddenly heard a gunshot not far away, which scared everyone to stop what they were doing and look in the direction of the sound.

    After a while, I saw a T72 fully equipped with reactive armor rushing out of the sand dunes in the distance and heading straight for the avenue where we were.  Within two minutes, a group of British "Challenger" tanks followed and jumped out of the sand dunes. As soon as the tanks landed, there was a burst of shelling towards the T72.  But it was a pity that the T72 suddenly drove into a sand trap and disappeared on its original route. As a result, all the shells fell on the refugee convoy fleeing on the road.

    A bus full of people and goods was hit by two artillery shells. Amidst the roar of thick smoke, the bus exploded like a heated popcorn bucket. Countless human bodies flew into the sky with dancing hands and feet, and fell heavily after falling.  It hit the crowd.

    After some struggle, the lucky T72 crawled out of the low sand pit, broke through the barrier of people, and drove to the other side of the avenue. Using the cover of the people taller than the car, it quickly followed the road towards the road.  Coming this way.  The Challenger following behind hesitated for a while and then "roared" again. Countless shells hit the sand and penetrated all the obstacles between it and the T72.  But the T72 didn't care at all how many people were harmed by it, and still flew past the roadside without slowing down. It even had time to turn its gun muzzle and glance at the command tank parked on the distant sand dunes to capture its trajectory.  The cannon blew the chains off its tracks.

    "It's broken!" We looked at the T72 passing by the car and the waves of artillery following behind, and we couldn't help but cursed, "We have to use this guy as a shield."

    We quickly kicked the car door and jumped out of the car, holding our heads.  As soon as we hid in the sand-proof ditch on the side of the road, we saw the car body sway, and an armor-piercing round penetrated the camouflage cloth on the car frame from behind, flew over our heads, and penetrated into the sand not far behind.  Face.  We had just breathed a sigh of relief when a huge explosion suddenly erupted from the sand pile where the shell hit. Driven by the flames, a turret broke through the sand and flew into the air, then hit the ground with a whistle.

    "What's going on?" A group of us lay in the sand ditch and stared blankly at the smoke-filled sand pit and the turret lying on the sand. We were shocked.  We all could guess what was going on, but no one expected that such a force would be ambushed in such a remote place!

    Sure enough, after a while, the sound of a diesel engine started rang out from the surrounding ground. More than twenty T54 and T55 tanks rushed out of the tunnel separated by wooden boards under the sand from both sides of the road, and jumped to the tank that was triumphantly chasing the T72.  British Challenger tank approaches.

    "Brothers, get down!" The knight's roar was quickly drowned out by the sound of cannons, and his originally clear sight was obscured by the smoke of the cannonballs.  Hundreds of black artillery shells flew overhead, covering everyone's hearts like an iron curtain. Without warning, everyone consciously lay on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads.

    After all, the T54 and T55 are tanks that are half a century behind. The small-caliber artillery and inferior ammunition cannot even penetrate the Challenger composite armor that is just around the corner. Despite the lively fight, after the smoke, the three Challengers actually  He shook his head and ran away quickly.  On the contrary, there were a few T54s that did not have artillery smokers. After firing a few shots, the turrets started to smoke, and the cars also stopped. It was probably because the drivers were so smoked that they could not see the road clearly.  As soon as the T55's poor firing range was exceeded, the three Challengers immediately stopped and turned their guns, and faced off with more than 20 menacing tanks.

    "What should we do?" I held the woman whose muscles were twitching in one hand and held the Spike-LR missile in one hand, looking at the surrounding tanks and asked worriedly.  What I have in hand is at most a fraction of what I need to destroy half of the tank battalion. The only two boxes of frozen armor-piercing bullets left in my pocket have no source of replenishment after losing the base. One round is missing and one is missing. I really can¡¯t bear it.  I'm willing to waste time on these scrapped vehicles that can't run fast.

    "They didn't notice us. Let's see if dog bites dog first, maybe nothing will happen to us. Act according to the situation!" The knight lay in the crowd in the distance and told everyone not to act rashly.

    What turned out to be a suicide attempt as a joke turned out to be a confrontation that stunned everyone present in a few minutes. Four Challengers, including the command vehicle that was knocked off the chain by the T72,  The artillery fire was continuously sprayed downward from a height of 500 meters away, leaving the Iraqi tank troops unable to fight back.

    The T55 is an improved version of the "War Horse" tank produced by the Soviet Union in the 1950s. It is not a match for the Challenger at all.  Even with a numerical advantage, without lethal artillery fire, IraqThe courage and sacrifice of Lark's armored forces lost their value and significance.  The broken British command tank was still able to fire after hitting three shots in a row. The other British tanks were able to fire back at the speed of one gun per minute while moving rapidly on the bumpy land, and were able to maintain the balance of their guns.  , aim calmly.  The T55 tank cannot shoot effectively while in motion. If you want to shoot more accurately, you must stop. Once you stop, the depleted uranium shells fired by the Challenger will knock off the skin like butter, which is no different from committing suicide.

    "Your courage is commendable!" We were all dumbfounded when we saw the soldiers on several old T54s firing smoke grenades and jumping out of the turret, holding RGs and rushing forward to fight hand to hand.  It¡¯s quite helpless to have a tank battle like this!  Finally, under the joint attack of mechas and infantry, another Challenger was defeated. Seeing that the momentum was not right, the remaining two tanks immediately covered the wounded soldiers and fled

    While the Iraqi army was jumping up and down on the paralyzed tanks, several fully equipped fighter jets appeared to be on a mission.

    Flying down from a high place, a few missiles and two strafing rounds turned all the dozen or so surviving tanks into fireballs, and then flew away in the direction of the escape of the T72 without looking back.

    ¡°This battle was fought so leisurely!¡± We sighed helplessly as we watched four tanks and fighter jets blow up half of the Iraqi armored battalion into ashes.

    Without the roar of the chariot engine, cries and screams enveloped the earth again, leaving only a mess on the originally crowded road.  After seeing that there was no danger for the time being, we quietly returned to the truck.  At this time, the truck was covered with corpses falling from the sky. An old man was standing next to our car and beating his young wife because she exposed her hair while running for her life.  Seeing the large area of ??snow-white skin exposed by the torn clothes of the half-paralyzed woman I dragged over, he was about to have a fit. He was frightened by the black muzzle of the gun in my hand and was silenced. He turned back and continued to beat his weak wife.

    Seeing his ridiculous behavior, I shook my head and prepared to get in the car. It¡¯s not surprising that there are so many people who have changed their minds in the face of such force.  But at this moment, there was a loud noise in the distance, and then the ground shook violently, causing our car to jump off the ground.  Looking up, we saw smoke and dust rushing from a distance like huge waves, instantly submerging us in a haze of gray.

    "What's going on?" We were all dumbfounded when we looked at the giant mushroom cloud near the lake in the distance that looked like a nuclear bomb explosion.

    "Uh! Uh!" Heidi looked at the direction of the explosion and struggled excitedly.

    "You also have someone you care about?" I felt cold in my heart. Is that where this woman's companion is?  So, with the captain, the doctor, the kitten, my brother and my son all there, it was all over.

    "Cough! Cough!" The devil, who had worked so hard to carry it all the way to buy time, couldn't bear it anymore after the torment just now. He coughed twice while holding the stretcher, leaned forward and vomited blood, secretly  The red liquid hits the sand surface as powerfully as a fountain, making a slapping sound.  Before he even vomited twice, the devil fell slumped on the stretcher like a deflated lifebuoy and made no movement. Only his mouth was still opening and closing with blood foaming. After a while, his pale face began to turn redder and redder, and finally  It became the color of sauced pork liver.

    "He's choking!" This is the advantage of being with a doctor often. When a situation occurs, he can react earlier than ordinary people.  After realizing this, I quickly threw Heidi to the butcher, stretched out my hand to pull open the demon's uniform chest, lay on his chest and listened, my lungs stopped moving.

    "Give me the large syringe!" I reached out to catch the syringe thrown by the speed machine. I didn't care what kind of medicine was inside. After pulling out the clipper to drain out the liquid, I touched the devil's side with the needle a few times, but I couldn't take it out.  Don't dare to start at the exact location.

    "Let's go!" The knight couldn't help but became anxious when he saw my hesitation, and kicked me to urge me.

    "I'm not sure!" When I said this, I had a sense of expectation in my heart, hoping that everyone would say: "It doesn't matter if something happens!"

    "I won't say what you are thinking!" the butcher snorted in a mocking tone.  This sentence was like a heavy hammer, shattering my self-esteem. A strong sense of shame came over my heart, and tears almost flowed out. I gritted my teeth, exerted force on my hand, and slowly pushed the needle into the ribs of the devil's armpit.  between.

    After the needle trembled, there was a sense of disappointment in expectations, and a turbid dark red liquid was injected into the needle. When I knocked on the devil's chest again, the clogging sound disappeared, but his breathing still had not recovered.

    Damn it!  I pulled out the needle, hurriedly reached out to wipe the blood from the devil's face, opened his clenched teeth to remove the blood clots, and then took his mouth full of pus and inhaled hard.  My own lungs were damaged and it became increasingly difficult to breathe. Now that I exerted my strength, I was even more suffocated.My eyes were filled with black stars, and the strong nausea and dizziness almost knocked me down, but the feeling of breath in my mouth kept me awake despite the dizziness.  Soon!  Come again!  I thought to myself.

    "Pop!" After a slight sound, a ball of solidified gelatin was sucked into my mouth, and the choking smell rushed straight to my forehead along the nasal cavity.

    "Wow!" I reflexively vomited the gelatinous substance in my mouth and the gastric juice all over the floor, and saw a light black blood clot in the white gastric juice bouncing on the ground conspicuously.  Ignoring my nausea, I took advantage of the demon's trachea to open up and hurriedly blew the last breath of life in my chest into his throat.

    "Roar-oh!" The demon made a series of intake sounds like a vacuum pad with its valve unplugged.  Slowly opening his green eyes, he looked around confusedly. After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, he forcefully stammered: "Who kissed me?"

    "Him!" the butcher said, pointing at me who was lying on the side and gasping for air.

    "Damn, that's disgusting! You might as well let me die!" The devil silently watched me breathe again, and then mumbled out an "unscrupulous remark" that made everyone fall in love.

    "You son of a bitch! It's because you don't have good words that you get this bad disease of rotten lungs and blocked throats." I wiped the blood from my mouth, stabilized myself with the help of the speed machine, and pounded it with the barrel of a gun.  The devil's face scolded back.

    "To each other!" The devil grinned as he watched the others covering their mouths and coughing, "It looks like you are not much better."

    "We are implicated because of you, the unlucky guy! You should commit suicide out of guilt to thank everyone." I signaled to the werewolf that he could be carried into the car, and then I gave the devil a squeeze on his butt in return.

    "" The devil paused for a long time without making a sound, then hummed in a low voice, "Sorry! I'm dragging everyone down." "" Everyone who was getting on the bus stopped when they heard what he said.

    "I know I feel guilty, so when I get back I will show you how to play the piano with your dick." The butcher suddenly raised his lower body and rubbed against the devil's stretcher bar, "If you play well, I will forgive you!"

    "Haha!Cough!Cough! Haha!" The devil and everyone were amused by the butcher's obscene thoughts. Originally,

    The frozen atmosphere became lively again, and everyone jumped in the car and got ready to start again.  I lightly patted the devil on the shoulder and was about to turn around and go back to the cab, but the devil grabbed my sleeve.

    "If you are destined to be doomed this time, I want you to know that the biggest wish in my heart is that we can still be brothers in the next life!" Two streams of blood slowly rushed out of the demon's face covered with blood and mud.

    "You are borrowing money from me, and I will not give it on credit. You can't give it to anyone else except me. Do you understand?" I turned around and looked at this big man with vicious words and hands, and threatened fiercely, "Otherwise  Even if you go to hell, I will drag you back and beat you up!"

    "Hehe!" The devil grinned and licked the blood on his teeth and nodded, "I owe you once!"

    ""

    "What are you thinking about?" After getting in the car, I accidentally met Heidi's thoughtful gaze. I wiped my mouth, coughed lightly, spit out the saliva that gushed out from under my tongue, and pressed my hand on the loosened Adam's apple.  Pickup asked.

    "Are you really infected with any infectious disease?" Heidi asked me unexpectedly.

    "Hey, I'm afraid you can't escape the clutches of the devil!" I forced a smile, feeling that my laughter was worse than crying.

    "How could this happen?" Heidi immediately answered the question, without any fear at all, and with a look of interest on her face.  "Interruption and delaying time!" I thought to myself.

    "Your partner infected us! Lieutenant Heidi." I turned the conversation back to her as briefly as possible.

    "Impossible! I don't have a partner. Besides, we met for the first time today. Don't you think I'm fine now?" Although she denied it, her pupils shrank obviously.

    "Really? Let's wait and see!" I stopped talking and let her guess on her own. If she could come to a conclusion on her own, it would be more effective than a hundred words from me.

    The car accelerated towards the direction of the explosion, getting closer and closer to the target.  With the help of telescopes, I saw the mountain walls on both sides of the road encircling the road ahead. At the end of the canyon was a terrain surrounded by mountains and lakes. The explosion occurred halfway up a mountainside. From the base of the wall that was left behind, I could see that it was originally a mountain.  A large group of buildings, but now only a pile of rubble remains.  The large villas and hotels built at the entrance of the canyon extend to the huge resort by the lake at the foot of the mountain. The camps built by the refugees who had earlier taken refuge in the mountain were blown up and burned in the open space on the mountainside. The refugees no longer knew where to flee.  , leaving only an empty convoy that crowded together and filled the empty space at the foot of the mountain with water.

    The canyon plowed by the bombs was filled with smoke and dust, but not much.Due to the flames, the outer buildings were almost undamaged, but the houses near the center of the explosion were reduced to fine powder as if they had been passed through by a crusher.  What kind of weapon can achieve this effect?  We all looked at each other speechless.  As we drove along, we found countless soldiers lying dead in civilian houses. Their clothes were intact, but they all had ferocious facial features and had their hands held in their arms. They died of suffocation.  The unique black military uniforms and badges tell us that those guarding this place are not the expected elite Iraqi Republican Guards, but Saddam's death squads who are loyal to Saddam.  Although incendiary bombs and thermobaric bombs are common bombs, this is the first time we have seen such a large scope.

    When we first entered the canyon, there were still people popping their heads to shoot at us from time to time. The closer we got to the mushroom cloud pillar that had not dissipated, the fewer the gunshots were. When there was no movement at all, we started to worry.  To be on the safe side, everyone still chooses to move forward on foot.  Walking through a crowded river of cars was like walking down the aisle of a cooked meat market. No wonder I didn¡¯t see anyone running for their lives. Before all the people who drove into the canyon could escape their cars, they were suffocated by the vacuum caused by the giant thermobaric bomb.  Died in the cab.  The occupants who are not protected by the iron sheet are like sesame cakes in the stove after being swept by the high temperature. The closer they are to the center of the explosion, the more cooked they become.

    The vehicles blocked on the road were either torn apart or squeezed out of shape, giving way to a steel alley. At the end of the road, the T72 that escaped from the muzzle of the British Challenger tank parked in the middle of a group of office buildings in a scenic area.  It seems that this hard-forged road is its masterpiece.

    There was dead silence all around.  The wind blows and rolls up smoke and dust all over the sky, mixed with the charcoal ash scraped from the charred corpses, and inhaled into the nasal cavity, giving people the illusion of sucking in the ashes of the dead.

    "Listen to this!" DJ tuned the radio to the frequency that the genius received, and he could still hear voices and footsteps.  After DJ looked around, he adjusted the signal amplifier to the lowest level. At this time, the sound in the microphone and the beating frequency on the chart dropped to the lowest level. Then he started the 30-degree test and walked in the direction of the strongest signal.

    After getting off the bus, those of us have already shown symptoms such as coughing, accelerated breathing, shortness of breath, or respiratory distress.  I endured the feeling of general fatigue and muscle pain from head to toe, and followed the DJ towards the office area where T72 was parked.

    ¡°The signal disappeared, that¡¯s probably where it should be!¡± DJ pointed to the distance through a large hole in a building.  What used to be a dense group of buildings is now a rubble field. It can be seen from the huge collapse among the rubble that this is the explosion cavity effect created by the ground-penetrating bomb.

    I looked back at Heidi and suddenly found that her anxious eyes calmed down after seeing the hole, and I understood what she was thinking.

    "The bomb went off in the wrong place, right? You thought your companion escaped the bomb and is safe now." I coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood-streaked sputum, smiled at her and said, "Guess  Guess how we people got this strange disease? We caught a Serbian who was hanging out with Cali #83 Cruz, and then got infected by him." The woman's face changed, and I followed to add fuel to the fire, "  Do you think any of your friends have ever had contact with those 'strangers' driving around in big trucks? Maybe one of those fleets belongs to you, right?"

    Nothing!  "As soon as I tore off the tape on her mouth, she spat all over my face.

    Stepping on the lukewarm stone powder, I felt a little soft under my feet. I pulled it apart slightly and saw that it was half a melted human face. The round eyes shriveled into porcelain balls, and the irises were "exquisite" decorative glazes.

    "This guy doesn't look like a Serbian." I rubbed the dark skin on the face with the soles of my military boots, and turned to Heidi

    Said.

    ¡°¡­¡± Heidi frowned and looked at the dead face without making a sound.

    I reached out and grabbed the burnt collar of the fire-proof suit and pulled it out hard. After a "kara" sound, I pulled the mutilated body out of the cement slag. As soon as it was lifted into the air, I heard a crisp sound. The spine of the body could not withstand it.  The weight of my lower body broke from my waist, and my butt and thighs fell on my feet. The internal organs crushed by the shock wave splashed all over my legs.

    "Hiccup!" Heidi, who had vomited all the way due to excessive stomach acid, couldn't help but let out a loud retching sound when she smelled the pungent smell of blood. Seeing us all turning to look at her, the woman unexpectedly blushed.

    I ripped off the protective umbrella on the body - the entire metal bulletproof vest partition that was burned into the chest and abdomen. Then I reached out and dug into the gelatinized flesh stuck to the iron plate. As expected, I pulled out a metal object.  .  After spitting on it and rubbing it on his body, the original nameplate of a certain company employee with damaged writing was revealed.

    ¡°I think it¡¯s easier for you to guess the original writing on it than for me!¡± I threw the badge to Heidi and said.  When Heidi looked at the badge, her expression immediately changed and her teeth clenched.

    "Looking at your appearance, I know you know where this person is coming from.calendar.  "I carried half of the body up to her and looked into her eyes. This time she avoided my gaze.

    "If you know who this guy is, I hope you will inform his relatives, friends, neighbors and dogs to buy medical insurance soon, because they will need it soon!" I threw the half of the body to the ground with my hand, and the demon around me  He coughed violently at the right time, and blood would spray out every time he coughed.

    "I" Heidi's face became even more ugly, and panic not only climbed up her face, but also penetrated into her eyes, but she was still hesitant, "I I'm fine!"

    "I hope Cali #83 Cruz has given the serum to your people. If you are lucky enough to leave before it spreads, then your companions probably don't have much time left to live, especially if they don't know yet  Since you are already infected. Should you remind them?" I motioned to DJ to give her the communicator.  I no longer cared about this woman's origins, and even put aside the search for my son's whereabouts.  Now for us, finding Cali #83 Cruz and maybe finding the serum is the most important thing.  Even a person like me who has no tomorrow will hold on to the hope of life.

    Heidi already believed what I said, but she still refused to answer the phone, and she was quite ready to sacrifice herself rather than fulfill our plans.  The butcher who was on guard turned around and smiled sarcastically at me, and said, "Is there nothing you can do? You can't even coax a confession! You should say, if these people infected with the virus return to the country, guess what will happen.  . Those guys all evacuated in batches this morning, I don¡¯t believe they didn¡¯t go home!¡±

    Now Heidi panicked.  Putting aside the safety of the evacuated team, once the virus is brought back to China, without special serum, how big the epidemic will be and how many people will die, anyone with a little common sense will think of the time it swept across the Europa continent and swallowed up half of Europe.  The Black Death of the population.

    "Judging from the symptoms, you definitely have enough time to kill us. But by the time we die, your unknowing companions will have infected countless more compatriots. Don't save us, save your compatriots!" There was no action.  He stared at Heidi with his penetrating eyes.

    "The entrance to the underground fortress is under that building" After thinking for a long time, Heidi finally relaxed.

    "Bang!" A gunshot sounded from a distance. Heidi had just raised her arm halfway, then her head tilted back and she collapsed to the ground.  The bullet was fired from an inconspicuous low building.  If it hadn't been for the woman's prompting, maybe we wouldn't have been able to find out the real entrance to the bunker from the complex architectural layout in front of us until all of us were dead.

    "Hidden!" As soon as I realized what I was doing, I lay down on the spot. The speed machine and assassin over there had already fired back a magazine, interrupting the opponent's continuous firepower.

    "Damn it! Where is the shooting? Is anyone injured?" The knight, who had been arranging vigilance and condolences for the condition, happened to come from the patient area at the back. Before he could figure out the situation, he was overwhelmed by several bullets and hid at the base of the wall in embarrassment.  Behind him, his helmet was half pulled open and he shouted in annoyance.

    "Not yet!" I ignored my nausea, grabbed the half of the body and put it on my head, holding the gun and crawling towards the nearest pile of rubble.  Just after advancing a few meters, he felt that the human shield on his head was hit by a bullet and shook twice.  Seeing that the knight was safe and sound hiding behind the low wall, and thinking that if I hadn't been carrying a dead man, I would have been beaten to pieces by the hail of bullets, I couldn't help but pessimistically say, "It won't be long!"

    "Where is the sniper?" The smoke and dust were large and the distance was far, so the knight couldn't see clearly what was happening on the other side.

    "I don't know!" the werewolf at the front cursed angrily on the radio, "The upstairs opposite is full of fire, and the thermal imager can't tell which ones are people and which ones are fire."

    "The only option is to attack by force!" The burning building was wrapped in smoke, and it was impossible to see where the gunman was hidden.

    "Use tanks!" I was looking around for the nearest hiding spot when I suddenly saw the T72 parked in the distance.

    "Cover me!" I shouted and rushed towards the tank in the distance.  I did this not because I was brave, but I would still be beaten if I lay down in the open space, so I might as well take a few steps to change places.

    A row of smoke bombs reduced the visibility that originally filled the buildings to the minimum again. Although there were bullets fired at me, I was lucky enough to escape.  After I jumped into the tank and was wrapped in thick iron sheets, I took a deep breath.  Touching the tank's control lever and stepping on the rock-hard brakes, I slowly recalled the tank driving skills I had learned in France.

    "Slowly lift the clutch and apply the oil lightly!" Except for the mechanical rotation, driving this thing is not much different from driving a tractor.  However, I still didn't press the accelerator enough, and the tank had to put out the fire twice before it started.  After setting the position in the periscope, I held the brake with my left hand, put the right wheel in reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator and reversed to the left. As a result, I stepped on the accelerator this time and the tank turned in place for a half circle and a half.After turning the front of the car, I put both hands into the same gear with sweating brows, refueled carefully, and slowly rushed towards the low building.

    "Good job!" The werewolf's cry was surprisingly loud, and it felt like it could penetrate the armor and reach the car without a radio.

    Because my skills are not up to standard, I dare not adjust the periscope while driving, so I don¡¯t know if there are people following me, but I can see rockets flying from two angles in the distance.  I knew it was impossible to dodge, so I could only speed up and pray that the car would not be penetrated by the rockets.  When I saw those rockets flying over, I was so scared that I almost choked to death on my own saliva.

    The first reaction was to look around for the door handle. Only then did he remember that the nearest door was overhead, and he had to turn the turret in a circle to open it. There was definitely no way he could escape from this iron coffin before the rocket hit the tank.  go.  Realizing this, my calf muscles immediately tightened as I stepped on the accelerator.  I leaned back, pressed my back against the seat, and sat on my calf before pressing the accelerator pedal. My whole body was almost retracted into the pedal compartment, and I couldn't see the periscope. I closed my eyes and just let the car hit me forward.  ¡­

    Just when I was praying that it wouldn't be my usual world-ranked missile, it felt like the car had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and I was like a rubber ball that kept going up and down between the roof and the chassis.  Bounce.

    I don¡¯t know what got into the tank. The air in the originally sealed car seemed to be sucked out in an instant. Then the onboard fire extinguisher was started. But when the water hit my face, it felt as hot as boiling water.  There was a sound of liquid evaporating around him, and water vapor filled the entire cab.  When the car stopped shaking, I opened my eyes and touched my head. After confirming that I was still alive, I looked up and saw the back of the driver's seat that had been shot through. Through the holes in it, I could see the ammunition box and various parts of the automatic loading machine.  There is a 2cm hole that shines through.  Looking at the armor of the tank that had been hit, I forgot that the vehicle was still running. It wasn't until it hit a hard object that it pulled me out of the nook where I was hiding.  Glancing at the periscope, I found that the car had crashed through the wall and rushed into the building

    When I climbed out of the car shivering, I turned around and saw that the anti-aircraft machine guns, searchlights, smoke generators, etc. outside the car body had all been blown away. The turret and front armor covered with reactive armor had been drilled out.  There was a big hole, and streams of water mist sprayed out from the car. The entire tank looked like a big teapot that had just been boiled.

    "Who asked me to get in the car? Damn it!" I took two difficult steps holding on to the tracks and cursed at the people running around me.

    "You took the initiative!" Looking at the tank that was blown up and leaking air from all sides, the butcher was also startled. He quickly came over and looked at my whole body to see if any parts had fallen off.

    "Then you won't stop me?" I touched my crotch and it was a little wet.

    I felt itchy on my cheek, so I reached out to touch my face, but the butcher didn¡¯t stop me. As soon as he pressed his finger, I screamed in pain. It turned out that a large blister appeared on my face from the high-temperature liquid.

    "I didn't know you were so active!" The butcher stretched his head and looked into the car. "You are so lucky! All the shells in the car were empty. Otherwise, the bullet holes in the ammunition box that were deformed by high temperature would have exploded instantly.  It¡¯s a done deal!¡±

    "What the hell, it can actually punch through a T72 equipped with reactive armor!" Looking at the two-finger-wide hole in the recess of the armored vehicle, I couldn't help but wonder, "It almost burned me to death!"

    "Maybe it's the charged metal jet produced by the explosion of a polymerized warhead designed to destroy reactive armor!" The pioneer ran past us carrying a rocket launcher, patted me on the shoulder and said, "That thing has a charged needle on its head, and it explodes  Finally, it can focus all the energy on one point, generate high temperature and high pressure, and penetrate the tank armor like a laser."

    "Damn it! Did you find out who beat us?" I didn't quite understand what he said, but thinking about the narrow escape just now made me hate it.

    "I guess this is one!" the butcher said, pointing to a body crushed by the floor collapsed by T72.  I looked down and saw a white man, wearing a Russian military camouflage jacket and a tactical vest, holding an SSG9 sniper rifle in his hand.  Looking forward in the direction where this man fell dead, he saw countless mutilated corpses covering the spacious corridor, but most of them were wearing work uniforms and pure green military uniforms. Only this man's clothes were different.

    "There is no Koran, no mantra amulet or other Islamic ornaments." The pioneer turned over the dead man's underwear and shook his head. "This man does not look like a jihadist from Chechnya."

    ¡°You¡¯ve come to such a conclusion after looking at it for a long time?¡± I said with a sarcastic tone.

    "What's wrong?"

    ¡°This man wears a gold ring, Islamic men do not wear gold jewelry.¡±

    ??There were bursts of gunfire from upstairs, and the werewolves who went up to check people suddenly shouted on the radio: "Someone is going down!" We looked up,I saw numbers flashing by in the elevator, and sure enough, someone was taking the elevator down quickly.

    "Stop them!" The knight led the speed machine and others to start another elevator. I stood guard at the elevator entrance to see which floors the fleeing people stopped at.  At this moment, a violent explosion was suddenly heard in the stairwell above, and then there was a sound of the speed limit brake hitting the stop teeth from the elevator. The elevator fell into a place not marked on the elevator indicator with the sound of wind.  In the underground floor.

    Seeing this situation, we gave up our original plan, pried open the door and got into the elevator, followed the elevator maintenance ladder to the ground, and landed in the elevator room that had fallen out of shape.  Five Iraqi soldiers inside had been seriously injured by the momentum of the elevator. They were looking at us with blurred bloody eyes, with the desire and begging for survival in their eyes.

    The blood under the feet is getting thicker and thicker, and the small space is filled with a fishy and wet smell, making people unable to breathe.  Suddenly, the elevator door opened behind me.  Most of us were checking the dead and injured on the ground with our backs to the door. When we heard the sound of the door panel rattling and turned our heads, we all immediately started to panic.  Almost at the same time, there was a sound of deep intake of air-conditioning coming from outside the elevator door.  After a burst of metal collision, a dark row of more than a dozen gun barrels were pointed at us

    Only then did we discover that there was an elevator lobby outside the elevator, and there were also a row of elevators on the opposite side. The door of the elevator facing us just opened, and there were several heavily armed soldiers inside holding SR47 assault rifles.  caught our eyes.  Both sides were stunned for a moment by surprise, and then they didn't have time to think carefully, so they fired based on instinct. For a while, there was a loud sound of gunfire from both sides, and bullets were flying around.  The six of us didn't fire a few shots, and after only knocking down a soldier with a machine gun in his hand, we were pressed to both sides of the door by the powerful firepower from the opposite side.  The bullets ricocheted off the metal walls of the elevator, and hitting our body armor was like being beaten with a baseball bat, leaving no damage to the flesh but moving the muscles and bones.

    "Damn it!" The butcher didn't dare to move, and used his toes to pick up the RG8 "Fly" rocket launcher next to the dead man on the ground.

    "Are you crazy?" I wanted to hold the butcher back, but there was a "river of bullets" between us, so I had to shout loudly, "In such a small space, the tail flames will burn people."

    "Should we burn it, or should we wait for the missile from the opposite side to come over?" The butcher raised his hands above his head, removed the cover on the front of the rocket launcher, opened the safety, pulled out the inner barrel, raised the sight, pressed his hand on the launch button, and twisted his face.  Looking at his companion who was so crowded behind him, he asked with his eyes.

    "Blow up those bastards!" Everyone behind them was very wise in the face of "big right and wrong". They pulled up their collars and lowered their helmets to cover their facial features.

    "Do it!" The butcher didn't dare to show his head. He looked at the mirror-like inner wall of the elevator, determined the position of the enemy on the opposite side, stretched out his hand, put the rocket launcher across his chest and fired.  Hot flames erupted from the tail of the rocket launcher, hit the elevator wall, and ricocheted onto everyone.

    "Boom!" Since the two elevators were very close to each other, the explosion flames and debris from the opposite elevator flooded into our space along with the body fragments.  After seeing the image of the missile disintegrating the enemy's formation from the reflection of the metal wall full of craters, a few of us rushed out of the elevator while screaming and eagerly patting our skin and hair burned by the tail flames.

    The elevator opposite had been blown into a fire cave. Three soldiers escaped before the missile was fired into the elevator. The elevator limited the scope of the explosion, so they escaped, but they were still hit by the shock wave of cement and iron pieces.  Overturned to the ground.

    I rushed forward, kicked over one of the soldiers who was the least injured and was about to struggle, and pointed a sniper rifle at his head. I was about to pull the trigger, but when I saw the other person's face, I froze.

    "Yang Jian!" I blurted out looking at the Chinese man opposite who was also wearing casual clothes holding an SR47.

    The surprise in my heart was no less than being shot.  Yang Jian!  one****!  After several years of not seeing him, he has changed a lot. He was a colonel at a young age.  How did he end up in Iraq?

    What does he have to do with what happened here?  Is he related to the death of Water Ghost and others?  A series of questions made my brain throb.  I kicked away the weapon in his hand. Looking at the man who fainted on the ground, I felt panic-stricken. I subconsciously took out a cigarette from my pocket and put it in my mouth. However, I couldn't find a lighter after searching for a long time. I was so angry that I threw it away.  The cigarette fell to the ground and circled around the man.

    Now I know who the feedback signal representing my identity is from.  My personal saber has only been given to one person.  The incomplete saber that saved my leg was given to Li Ming.  After escaping death that time in Africa, he took away the knife and kept it as a souvenir.

    "Why does this guy look so familiar?" The butcher walked up to me holding a machine gun, looked at the person I had not killed yet, asked, and then suddenly recognized the person in front of him, "Oh, I remembered it! Kang  Gora has met once, right?"

      "Is your name Yang Jian?" The speed machine stood behind me and read out the name of the man at my feet in Chinese.

    "Ah! Yes, it's your love rival!" The knight leaned on his gun and looked at the corpse at his feet and said, "Why is this guy hanging out with these foreigners? Is he also treason?"

    He is the traitor!  "The man on the ground perked up when his name was mentioned, and his eyes became clear. After hearing the knight's words, he spat on him angrily.

    "Does that mean you came here on official business?" I wanted to take out the pickup and speak to my throat, but I found that the thing was damaged by shrapnel at some point, so I had to scream out loud,  "Why did you come to a secret base in Iraq? And you killed apersonnel."

    Yang Jian frowned when he heard my terrifying voice. He was shocked when he heard the content of my words. Then he stared at me and said, "I don't know what you are talking about! We are foreign envoys. This is Iraq."  The government lent us air-raid shelters for people who had not had time to evacuate." As he spoke, Yang Jian wiped the blood on his face, "Who are you? Are you too?" Now it was my turn to be confused, what's going on with this guy?  thing?  We haven't seen each other for a few years, have I changed that much?  You don't even recognize me?

    "The same old story! This is a standard statement used all over the world. Do you think I will believe you? Where is Cali #83 Cruz? I know you are with them. Say it quickly!" I squatted in front of him and pulled out  The knife was pressed against his face and he yelled at the top of his lungs.  Without the help of a pickup, I have to work very hard to produce the same volume as an ordinary person.

    "I have nothing to do with the guy named Cali #83 Cruz you mentioned. I have already said that this is a bomb shelter for to take refuge in. We are non-combatants, and it is illegal for you to invade here." Yang Jian started to fight.  It's official.

    "If that's the case, then why didn't you mark the coordinates here? Otherwise, the outside wouldn't have exploded like that!"

    "I don't know, I just arrived." Yang Jian looked like it had nothing to do with him.

    "Did you drive that T72? You almost killed us." I recalled that this guy drove past our car, and the gunfire he drew almost blew us up into the sky. I couldn't help but feel the fire rushing to my forehead, and walked up  My first foot stepped on a piece of broken iron stuck in his left calf. The strip-shaped iron piece could not withstand my weight of 200 kilograms. After piercing his calf, it deformed in the muscles, causing him to bounce back and forth in pain.  After a few moments, he hugged my legs and screamed miserably.

    "Don't think that because we are both Chinese, I won't kill you. Don't forget that you also snatched Wan'er from me. We are love rivals!" I let go of my foot and said, "Is Wan'er here too?  "

    "Wan'er is dead!" When Yang Jian heard me mention Wan'er, he suddenly realized my identity. His eyes flashed, and he glared at me through gritted teeth and uttered four words, "You are Xing Tian!"

    "What? How could it be?" I was stunned.  She almost made me schizophrenic when we parted ways in Africa last time, but I didn't hate her. She was still alive and kicking at that time. Why did she die in just a few years?

    "It's all your fault!" Yang Jian's angry expression seemed to indicate that I was the one being judged now. "You ruined other people's happiness, but you want to live in sweetness? God is fair!" After saying that, he laughed.  A burst of laughter.

    "You know what happened to me, so you must know what that woman named Heidi does." I caught the tail of his words, and without bothering to ask about the cause of Wan'er's death, I pinched his arm.  Chin said, "Calli #83 Cruz also knows that your uncle is here. Is this an order from above?"

    "There's nothing above! It's just me and a few left-behind staff here." Although Yang Jian's emotions fluctuated greatly, he was not lost. He bit his tongue immediately after hearing my question.

    "Playing tricks on me? Is your uncle Li Ming always carrying the saber I gave him?" I looked at Yang Jian and said, "That knife is equipped with the tracking device of our wolf pack, and the radar shows that the knife  Right down here, with our kidnapped captain, you are inseparable from those who attacked us What did the woman you just killed do? She was about to tell us how to find this inconspicuous underground  At the entrance, he was beaten to death by a white soldier. The guy's clothes and equipment were exactly the same as those of the people you led. Let's not talk secretly. Don't tell me that this is a bodyguard you hired with your money. It has nothing to do with you at all.  . No armed force with an anarchic background dares to go against the United States!"

    "I don't know what you are talking about. I have already said what I should say. Since you don't believe it, there is nothing I can do about it." Yang Jian was really tough. Although he bit his lip in pain, he still looked relaxed.  laughed.

    "I just want to know which country the woman you beat to death is from?" That woman was shot in the head just now, and I trembled in my heart. This womanDamn it, who should I ask for my son?

    "First of all, we didn't kill anyone. Secondly, I just arrived here and I don't know the woman you're talking about. Finally, there are many foreigners stranded here. Even if I didn't just arrive, I still can't be sure which country the woman you're talking about is from." Yang  Jian knew that we didn't have time to interrogate him, so he kept saying these few words over and over with the consciousness of death.  As soon as he finished speaking, the beautiful woman who was watching from a distance waved to us and pointed to an elevator in front of us.

    "What's going on?" We reluctantly dragged Yang Jian through the cross passage between the two elevator halls and came to the elevator.

    "This is the way down!" The beauty pointed at the elevator and said to everyone.

    "How do you know?" The knight looked at dozens of identical elevator doors and asked doubtfully.

    The beauty pressed the down button of the elevator. As soon as the door opened, a corpse wearing a white coat was lying on the carpet in the elevator.  With a purple face and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, anyone with a discerning eye would know how this guy died and where the body came from.  Yang Jian's expression changed at first when he saw the corpse, but then immediately returned to his previous indifferent expression.

    "Let me assume that you don't know that this person died of a virus!" Yang Jian's surprised expression happened to be caught by me, and I hurriedly followed his emotions and asked questions.

    Yang Jian said nothing.

    "You also don't know that we people are also infected with this virus! And we were infected by a group of European mercenaries who drove around in trucks and pretended to be construction workers. And that group of European mercenaries happened to be wearing the same white clothes as this one.  The guy in the big coat wears the badge of the same company." The butcher held up Yang Jian and asked me to speak to his eyes.

    Yang Jian still didn¡¯t speak!  But his eyes had begun to blur, and I knew that he was fighting fiercely in his heart at the moment.

    "You must not know that this virus can kill within four to five days! We haven't died yet, and this guy has died, which means that the virus spread from here." At this point, I changed the topic, "If you  Your uncle and your companions are here or have been here, and you have never heard him mention the word antiviral serum Then you'd better pray in your heart that they don't run around! Because wherever they go, it will become an epidemic area!  "

    "Really?" The effect of this sentence was immediately apparent, and Yang Jian's distracted eyes instantly gathered into a cluster, piercing directly into my eyes.

    "Of course! How do you think we convinced that woman? The Undertaker was infected with the virus and has been wiped out. We are next. If we can't find the serum" At this point, I looked at the people in the elevator.  Dead Corpse, added, "If there was a serum!"

    "Seventh floor underground!" As soon as Yang Jian's words left his mouth, Butcher and Pioneer rushed into the elevator and went to the seventh floor to inquire about the situation.  And we said hello to the brothers upstairs and asked them to guard the top and notify us if there was any movement.

    At the elevator door, I looked at Yang Jian who was holding a gun against the speed machine, while everyone looked at me.  All were silent.

    "How did Wan'er" Under the weight of this weird silence, I suddenly remembered the news about Wan'er that Yang Jian had mentioned before.  Just now I bypassed this question because of his flaw in speech, but now that I think about it, I can't help but feel sad.

    "Familial hypercholesterolemia. When you are about ten years old, your cholesterol level is equivalent to that of a person aged forty or fifty. You get coronary heart disease at the age of fourteen, and you will age and die ten times faster than ordinary people. This is a disease that has no radical cure.  Fortunately, she was diagnosed early and continued to take lipid-lowering drugs to delay the aging of blood vessels. If she did not use blood transfusion, she would not live to be twenty years old." Yang Jian's words were so shocking.

    "Then" I remembered her embarrassed expression when I expressed my love to her. If she had this strange disease since she was a child, she should want to enjoy life more.

    "One symptom of this disease is that a xanthomas will appear in various joints of the body. It is caused by the abnormal increase in plasma cholesterol and excessive accumulation in the body tissues. Although it can be removed with surgery, it will still leave  Scar. Andher heart is very fragileand cannot withstandexcessive stimulation." Yang Jian shed tears when he said this, "From Africa

    After returning, she became ill.  In the second year"

    Listening to what he said, I couldn't help but recall her slim figure wearing a long-sleeved white gauze skirt and playing in the Dianchi Lake.  It turns out that there is such a sad story behind her quiet and virginal temperament.

    "Brothers, you have to come down and take a look at thisdamn it!" The butcher didn't know what he saw below, and suddenly shouted in panic.  This is a very rare situation for him.

    A group of people got into the elevator inexplicably and went down to the floor pointed by Yang Jian. The elevator door just opened a crack.We then saw a 2.7mm SV "Rock" machine gun in the simple fortress directly opposite. If it weren't for the butcher who had already descended here, I almost fell to the ground.  I turned around and glared at Yang Jian. I should have thought that this guy would not be easily persuaded. He believed our story, but was still uneasy, so he asked the butchers and others to make wayfinding stones. If they were attacked, they would explain this place.  If his people are alive and well, then his own people are not as dangerous as we claim; if they are not attacked, it means that the guards here are dead and even the watchdogs are dead, and the owner inside is about to die.  Not far away.

    Before I even got out of the elevator, I saw people lying on the floor outside the door. Most of them were dead. Only a few were in a coma, lying on the ground twitching. Looking at the symptoms, I knew they were the same as the devils. It seemed  The guards here contracted the virus earlier than the Serbs.

    After getting out of the elevator, I finally understood why the butcher was surprised. It turned out that the bunker on this floor was dumbbell-shaped. At the end of the two rows of elevators was a huge space that could accommodate more than ten tanks. Now it was filled with corpses. It looked like there were at least thousands of them.  people.

    ¡°I haven¡¯t seen such a big scene since Rwanda!¡± Looking at the crowds of people of all races and costumes in front of him, Pioneer shook his head and sighed.

    "Now you believe it!" I pouted at the dumbfounded Yang Jian, "It seems that your relationship with Cali is not as strong as I thought! Which door can I go through?"

    Yang Jian has finally come to his senses. We don¡¯t need to press him. He trots lamely and leads the way.  After stepping on the bodies of countless half-dead people and returning to the heavy machine gun fortress, Yang Jian ran into the machine gun position, touched a few of them somewhere, and actually pulled out a handle. After that, he took us back to the machine gun.  elevator.  I didn't expect the design of this poor bunker to be so cunning.

    "Tell me, what does the woman you beat to death do?" The elevator continued to descend to the unmarked floor. While Yang Jian was in a state of confusion, I began to press him again.

    Yang Jian suddenly turned his face to look at me, his round eyes seemed to be scolding me, for he was still in the mood to care about such a life-or-death issue at this time.

    "I need to know my son's life and death!" When I said this, my heart moved. "Your uncle is carrying my saber. I can find his location through radar. You know the blueprint of the building. If we cooperate, we can take you there faster."  Find him! Judging from their status, the people they come into contact with after returning to China are definitely not ordinary people. If the infection spreads"

    "You bastard, you are blackmailing me at this time! Do you know how serious the situation is now? You" Yang Jian clenched his fist and shook it in front of my cheek for a few times, and finally hit the metal keyboard with his fist, which flashed slowly.  On the number, he gasped and said, "You have to knowthat is your compatriots who are in danger."

    "Really? I am also your compatriot. Why didn't you think of helping me?" Looking at this one-sided guy, I resisted the urge to slap him. "Since you have such a good relationship with the Iraqi government  , then you must know about my arrest. You watched me being tortured to the point of death, watched my newborn son being kidnapped, and watched my woman shoot me and leave me. At that time, you thought of helping me  ? Your uncle and nephew both know my mobile phone number. Even if it is a few words in a text message, I will be grateful for the rest of my life and willing to spend all my life to repay you. Have you ever mentioned a word? Did you treat me as a compatriot at that time? Yes  ?!" After yelling here, I thought of my son who experienced life and death before his birth womb and Redba who passed away sadly. Suddenly, I felt sad. I gritted my teeth and bit the tip of my tongue to resist the urge to kill him, "Now  , I am not your compatriot, I am just a bloodthirsty mercenary!" I took out my pistol and pointed it at his head, "If you don't tell me the origin of that woman, I will kill you here!  I don¡¯t care how much trouble your uncle can cause, we have already found our way to the ground anyway"

    "You" Yang Jian shut his mouth tightly and wanted to delay, but the butcher suddenly kicked the emergency pause button on the keyboard, causing the elevator to shake and stop the car.

    "You have seen the scene upstairs. If you don't tell me that you have delayed the opportunity, you will not be the only one who will lose the opportunity to speak forever. You have to know this!" I cocked the hammer of the m23 and coughed, feeling a heartbreaking pain.  Afterwards, I felt a stream of heat welling up on my tongue, and blood flowed out of the corners of my mouth along the gaps between my teeth.

    "You bastard!" Knowing that he could no longer hide, Yang Jian looked at the muzzle of my gun and finally said, "That woman is from France and works for a woman named Mrs. Taylor."

    "That bitch!" When I heard that the woman who stole my son turned out to be a woman who called us brothers every day, and even called Redba before she was due to give birth, expressing her willingness to accept my son as her godson, I really wished I could fly to Marseille with my wings.  , I chopped off this old chicken¡¯s head for life.

    "Where is my son?" I knew there was more important information to hear, so I suppressed the thought in my chest.Burning rage.

    "Some general called and delayed her deal with Cali #83 Cruz. Since then, I have never seen that child again."

    "What general?" I grabbed the collar of the man in front of me and asked nervously.

    "I don't know. Anyway, he is a French general." Yang Jian shook his head, "We just have a cooperative relationship. Those are their secrets, and prying around is a taboo in our industry."

    "Which line of work do you do?" This time it was the knight who asked.  Under the knight's aggressive eyes, Yang Jian lowered his head but said nothing.

    "You don't have time to compete with us." The knight glanced at his watch and said, "I hope your partner is not leaving Iraq"

    "" Yang Jian pursed his lips, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.  "The CIA has a very interesting database. This database contains weapons data parameters of Russia and all EU countries, and these parameters come from a secret organization called the 'Collectors.' This organization uses various means to steal,  Rob, buy, and exchange, obtain the weapons blueprints and data of Russia and the European Union, and then provide them to the military industry to analyze their shortcomings and advanced technologies, so as to develop relative restrictive weapons and exploit the strengths of the foreigners. Americans call this huge organization  Russian and Eastern European Armed Forces Analysis System, other countries call them 'military-industrial thieves'!"

    "Everything goes both ways!" When the knight said this, everyone's doubts were cleared.  It turns out that these people are weapons technical intelligence collectors. Needless to say, they come from a government that is hostile to the United States.  From the beginning of the war to now, we have been attacked by high-tech weapons that exceed the capabilities of the Iraqi government. Apaches have been shot down strangely and tanks have been penetrated What are those heavy transport convoys running around?  Self-explanatory.

    "Inform the assassins to be careful of the pursuers!" The butcher asked DJ to notify the other brothers who were staying above, but DJ was busy for a long time before saying helplessly: "It's too deep! This building interferes too much, and I can't contact the brothers on the ground.  We have to have an antenna interface.¡±

    "Then let's go back quickly!" The butcher removed his foot from the emergency brake button, and the elevator resumed operation.  After descending dozens of meters, we reached the core of the bunker.  As soon as the elevator door opened, the first thing I saw was the captain who was sitting on the armchair. The kitten and the doctor were leaning on a chaise longue, and several other people were also sitting in the hall.  .  When you look up after getting out of the elevator, you can see that this is a huge natural cave. The walls have been reinforced. Although the ceiling supported by crisscrossing steel bars and concrete beams is rough, it looks very solid. There is no fine detail in the hall.  The decor, with metal and glass everywhere, looks like a giant workshop.  But what is even more frightening is the yellow and black symbol of nuclear energy radiation printed on the metal wall opposite the elevator.

    "Is this an air-raid shelter? Is your air-raid shelter more dangerous than the outside?" We looked at Yang Jian like an idiot.  This is clearly a nuclear energy laboratory. No wonder it was dug in such a remote place and so deep underground.

    Yang Jian can now walk. After turning around in a circle, he limped and leaned on half of the Iraqi flag pole. He walked to an automatic door, entered the password, opened the door and entered the secret room.  The speed machine did not follow, but stood quietly at the door monitoring Yang Jian's every move in the room.

    Regardless of the strange environment, we rushed forward to untie the captain's rope, only to find that his condition was very serious, his face was purple, and it looked like his lungs had become suppurated and he could no longer breathe.  The kitten was fine, but her ribs were broken, so her condition was not that serious.

    The doctor checked the kitten and immediately ran to the team leader. After taking one look, he hurriedly took the medical bag away from my chest, took out a needle and scalp tube and started drainage of the lungs.  Seeing the grayish-yellow pus with red streaks flowing into the vacuum bag, everyone coughed violently involuntarily.  After a while, the captain's breathing improved slightly.

    "It's over, it's over!" Yang Jian walked out of the secret room in despair, slumped on the back of the overturned chair, and muttered to himself while holding his head.

    "Dead?!" I was looking around the workshop filled with precision instruments, trying to find the location of the monitor's camera. When I saw him coming out, I casually asked.

    "No!" Yang Jian took out a satellite phone from his pocket, took one look at it, and smashed it to pieces in frustration.

    "Isn't it bad?" I watched Butcher and the others looking around for the exit. After descending to this floor, there was only one elevator door left. It seemed that the entrance and exit were through it.  We have long been mentally prepared to fall into the trap set by others, but falling into the trap does not mean that we will be caught without mercy. On the way here, we made a plan to fight to the death.

    "Xingtian, you bastard! You have been in the mercenary world for so many years."?, why are you pretending to be confused?  !  "When Yang Jian said this, he suddenly thought of something. He rushed in front of me, grabbed me by the collar and shouted, "Don't you have my uncle's real-time coordinates?  Where?  Give it to me quickly!  "

    "Sorry, I lied to you!" After losing the genius's technology, we can no longer get the captain's and my own identification signals, otherwise we wouldn't have worked so hard.

    "What?!" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment when he heard what I said, and then became furious. He punched me and was about to attack me. At this moment, he saw the speed machine that had been following him extending a sniper rifle barrel at the wound on his calf.  As soon as he hit the exposed metal piece, Yang Jian collapsed to the ground as if he had been electrocuted.

    "Xingtian, you bastard! Do you know how many compatriots you have killed now?" Yang Jian shouted at me through gritted teeth. In the end, he had no place to vent his anger, so he reached out and pinched the iron plate on his leg and pulled it out. It was painful.  He almost forgot to breathe. He froze for a long time before holding his head and grinning, moaning.

    "Huh, don't sing your praises here. You treat my son so ruthlessly, why should I help you? A compatriot? Are we closer than flesh and blood?" I thought I had saved his life back then, but instead  After receiving such treatment, if he was not still needed, I would have killed him with one shot.

    "Flesh and blood! Hehe" Yang Jian suddenly raised his head when he heard this, staring at me with excitement on his face.  When he opened his mouth to say something, suddenly, he saw the wall marked with the nuclear energy symbol sinking into the ground quickly, and a group of figures holding weapons in their hands emerged from the opposite side.

    After a crash, we both raised our guns and aimed at each other at the same time. Even the kitten lying on the ground took out the m7 from DJ's arms and pointed it towards the opposite side.

    "Who is it?" I was about to pull the trigger when a loud shout suddenly came from the opposite side.  Although the speaker spoke poor English, his powerful and intimidating voice stunned me on the spot like a lightning strike.

    "Brother!" I shouted.  No one on the other side answered, and the voice that had just asked the question fell into silence. Both groups of people looked at me standing in the middle with nervous faces but hesitant eyes.

    "Brother! It's me, Xing Tian!" I faced the brightest pair of eyes among the dozens of glances from the opposite side and shouted in surprise.

    "Little brother?" Although this friendly call came from the opposite side, there was still confusion and hesitation on the resolute face covered with camouflage.

    "Brother, it's me, I'm Xiaotian!" As soon as I took half a step forward with the gun, the raised muzzle of the gun on the opposite side immediately pressed on me, forcing me to retreat to my original position.

    "Xiaotian?" My brother stood in the crowd opposite and asked hesitantly after looking me up and down for a long time.

    "Hey!" I responded quickly.

    "How did you become like this? Your voice" My brother finally expressed his doubts.  It seems that it's not surprising that Yang Jian didn't recognize me. Even my eldest brother couldn't recognize me.  Have I really undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few years?  I touched my face in confusion, but the painful blisters and burns on my hands made me realize that the rocket tail flames in the elevator not only blackened my face, but also burned a piece of it. No wonder my brother couldn't recognize it.  Come out of me.  If you give me a mirror, I probably won¡¯t recognize myself.

    Although my brother was surprised to see me, he was not surprised. He seemed to have been prepared to meet me.

    "Brother, why are you here?" Seeing his reaction, and thinking of the identity and background explained by Yang Jian, I suddenly recalled what Cali#83 Cruz said to me when I was spying on Cali #83 Cruz's residence a few days ago.  That strange Pakistani guy mentioned that he really wanted to meet someone he had been longing for for a while next time we met. Could it be my brother?

    "Work!" Although my brother recognized me, he still didn't lower his gun and pointed it directly at the butcher.  Butcher and the others didn't relax either. People on both sides just pointed at each other across the laboratory.

    "Work?" I looked back at Yang Jian, who didn't dare to look at me, and continued to stare at the soldier in front of me who was not excited at all to meet his relatives. "Do you know whose territory you work on? Do you know that he and I  What¡¯s the relationship?¡±

    "I know!" Although he was talking to me, my brother's eyes never left the butcher and the speed machine for a moment.

    "I knew you were still here?" I opened my mouth and cursed while holding the gun, "Are you stupid for becoming a soldier? Are you taking your own life instead of taking orders? What will your parents do if you die?"

    "It is my duty to serve the country as a soldier. If everyone is timid, who will dare to carry a gun and fight? Who will seek the interests of the country?" My brother's words have been true to me during my more than ten years of study, but now I hear  I don't know why, it just feels a bit harsh.

    "Brother, they exchanged you for something and sent you to die. Do you know? They want to use you against me." II feel like my brother is not telling me the same thing. Could it be that someone tricked him here?

    "Of course I know, I captured your captain." The eldest brother's expression showed no trace of embarrassment, as if this was a matter of course.

    "Li Ming sent you to do this? What about the old boy? Let him come out!" I cursed at the monitors around me, "Li Ming, you bastard! That pervert Cali snatched my son, and you did it again  If you want to harm my brother, can you get huge benefits if our whole family dies? Come out!"

    "Your son?" My brother stood opposite and was stunned, "Do you have a child?"

    "You're so outrageous!" As soon as he finished speaking, the shouts and curses from the crowd on the opposite side drowned out his voice, "Did the little kid eat shit? His mouth is so stinky!"

    "!" The people on our side also pointed their guns at the other side and yelled and cursed, "If you yell again, you will be scolded! Not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, bear with it!.!"

    "Stop arguing!" Yang Jian was caught in the middle and listened for a long time. He suddenly stretched out his hand and loudly stopped the yelling on both sides, "There is no hatred between the two sides, only misunderstandings. Now that we are all facing the same threat, the first priority is not to fight each other but to work together to save ourselves.  "He is a high-ranking Chinese military officer and speaks with great authority.  After saying the order and prohibition, even my brother on the opposite side immediately stopped talking and everyone looked at this side quietly.  The brother behind me cursed a few more times, but when no one responded, he stopped talking without interest.

    "Xingfeng, where is General Li Ming?" When Yang Jian said this, I realized that Li Ming had also mentioned the rank of major general.

    "The general went to deliver the goods, let's go!" My brother was a little surprised to see Yang Jian mentioning Li Ming without any scruples. He looked at me and then reluctantly said it.  Seeing him like this, I felt extremely uncomfortable. I never thought that one day my biological brother would have any scruples about me.  I felt a kind of barrier, subtle but as insurmountable as a chasm.

    "Damn! Contact them quickly, don't let them go back!" Yang Jian was still in my hand, but when I spoke, I regained the feeling I had when I was in the army, "Where is Cali #83 Cruz?"

    "We are 80 meters underground. The antenna has been destroyed and we have lost contact with them for a while." My brother looked at Yang Jian with confusion on his face. "Mr. Cali #83 Cruz is next door. He arranged for us to wait here.  You. What happened, sir?"

    "They are infected with a deadly epidemic, and anyone who comes close to them will die!" Yang Jian said this, looking at his familiar subordinates across the way, and finally murmured in disappointment, "If you return to the country  Thenit will definitely be contagious."

    "This is how we can achieve our goal!" Suddenly a hoarse laugh sounded. After the iron plate on the side of the ceiling slowly rose, the painter pushed Cali #83 Cruz and appeared behind the bulletproof glass, "Welcome everyone!"

    "I didn't expect you to frame us!" The frustrated Yang Jian came to his senses, spat on the ground, and cursed at Cali #83 Cruz, "Why did you frame us because you have a grudge against the wolves? What do you want from us?  What can I give you? Even a broken table has to be shipped all the way by the French for you. Why?"

    "This is my agreement with the Americans. They want everyone who stole their intelligence to pay the price." Cali #83 Cruz smiled and waved at me, "Guess who was the middleman?"

    "Although he was also very challenging, in the end" The painter shook his head and turned a saber in his hand, which was the trigger weapon.  Is there any need to guess?  "After he said it, he knew he could not go back, so he went back to his old boss to serve the public wholeheartedly. From one extreme to the other, people's hearts are always the most unpredictable things!" the painter pointed out to me with a smile.  Pointing his finger, he continued, "I feel like I betrayed you and am ashamed to see you again. It's a pity that you missed this good show!"

    "But we have verified that the information you gave us is true. Why?" Yang Jian looked at Cali #83 Cruz with a puzzled look on his face.

    "My condition with you is to use Xingtian's brother in exchange for the encryption rules you deciphered and the intelligence personnel you exposed. This has nothing to do with the Americans. You did it! I am also a businessman who keeps his word." Cali #83  Cruz's way of doing things makes people feel that his psychology is extremely abnormal. "The two presidential pardons and a syringe sent by the Americans were originally just for me to use for researchers. I think if they are used against  You guys, it must be easier than using real swords and guns, so I appropriated a little bit, I hope they won¡¯t mind!¡±

    "Countermeasures!" Mao Mao explained later, "Make sure that your information does not get into the hands of living people."

    "I don't think you have this bad disease!" I asked knowingly.

    "Of course, we have the serum. How can the Americans show their sincerity if they just send the virus!" Cali #83 Cruz said gloomily.He said, "You don't have to lie to me. It doesn't hurt to let you know. That thing is hanging on top."

    We looked in the direction he pointed and saw a square box like a mailbox hanging on the wall of the laboratory.

    "Don't move!" the butcher suddenly shouted, and a soldier who was about to reach the box was forced by him with a gun. "Slow down! Open the box, and then step back to the side."

    "That box only contains enough serum for seven people. I'm so sorry!" Cali #83 Cruz smiled proudly at us.

    "What do you mean by letting us kill each other?" We looked at each other. With such a small amount of serum, even our team is not enough here, let alone my brother and the others.  After both sides realized this at the same time, the situation that had been slightly relieved because they were both victims immediately became serious again, and the muzzles of their guns were straightened one by one.

    Facing my brother¡¯s gun, I have mixed feelings. What should I do in the current situation?  One side is a biological brother, the other side is a compatriot of flesh and blood.  We all know that now is not the time for a confrontation, whoever shoots first will get the glory, but the butcher didn't even give the order, and he already gave me a huge favor.  But there are so many brothers behind me, I can't send them all to hell just because of my own selfishness.  I could see the pain in the eyes of the brother opposite me. The responsibility gave him no choice!

    At this moment, there was a sudden continuous vibration on the wall around him, and the surrounding furnishings and objects fell to the ground one after another.

    "What's going on?" Everyone looked at the swaying chandelier above their heads, hoping that the surface building above them was not under attack. Otherwise, the vibrations could be felt so deep underground, and the intensity of the explosion above would be unimaginable.

    "Boom! Boom!" Suddenly there were several loud noises coming from the wall nearby, and the movable window that opened subsequently startled us.  Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a huge TV wall with flames and dust billowing on it. Photographed by a telephoto lens, several Apache helicopters were hovering, and the lines of fire from the cannons and the halos of missiles were densely covered in the night vision.  In the green sky captured by the camera, countless buildings collapsed amid the sound of explosions.  The picture keeps changing as the camera switches. Although the background is dim, combined with the vibrations coming from above, anyone can guess that the building above us is being attacked.  The Americans finally caught up here.

    "Damn it! Damn it!" The knight's eyes quickly switched back and forth between the sight and the TV screen.  Even if the brothers above were covered by anti-infrared detection military uniforms, they would not die or be injured under this kind of firepower attack. The only hope was that these guys acted in advance of the helicopter and escaped from the construction area early.

    "Cough! Cough!" After the captain lying on the ground saw the picture on the TV wall and the knight's reaction, he realized the seriousness of the situation and was too eager to confirm our guess. As a result, he choked with blood in his mouth.  I suffocated myself to the point of fainting, and was so frightened that the doctor next to me was busy for a while.

    "We need serum! Immediately!" The doctor raised his head, and his desperate eyes were the most direct order to us!

    "Shoot!" My brother and I fired the first bullet at each other at the same time.  There was only one thought in my mind, maybe I could miss the target.  But before this idea could be settled, the bullet had already hit my elder brother's left shoulder, and I was also shot in the abdomen. The huge force knocked me over, and my head hit the chaise longue next to me.  The violent impact caused black and white flashing in front of my eyes, and I almost fainted.

    Plop!  thump!  The sound of bodies falling to the ground kept ringing around me.  I was dizzy, but I knew that every sound meant that a brother had fallen, so I lay on the ground and took out a pistol from my waist. I raised my face and kept shooting at the figure opposite until a bullet hit me.  The helmet knocked me unconscious.

    The darkness gradually turned into white. I saw my mother crying and my father sighing. Photos of my brother and I were hung in the middle of the curtain. People were constantly comforting my mother, but every word was like a sharp knife stabbing into her old man's body. She was sobbing.  The mother cried more and more heartbrokenly.  The crying sound became louder and louder, filling my mind without stopping, and finally penetrated my soul like an electric drill

    "Ah!" I screamed and opened my eyes, just in time to see the knight falling next to me.

    "Knight!" I dragged the knight closer, but I could see the floor below from my eyes. The bullet hit him between the eyebrows, and he was dead.

    "Bastard!" I struggled up, turned around, and fired a shot at a black-haired man. This sound became the loudest sound in the entire hall.

    The last shot was fired.  When I looked again, there was no one in the room who could stand up.

    "No one will rob me now!" The butcher, whose left arm was shot off, stood up unsteadily and reached for the box on the wall of the laboratory.

    "Don't even think about it!" The elder brother, who had been lying on the ground without anyone noticing after being shot, slowly got up and held his handsLi pointed a pistol at the butcher.  Seeing this, the speed machine on one side immediately pulled out a gun barrel from the side of my leg and pointed it at my brother. I hurriedly pressed down the barrel of his gun: "Brother! Anyway, your people are already dead, what do you need it for?"  "

    "I" The elder brother looked at the fallen comrades around him, turned back and glared at the few of us, and then said firmly, "I want to bring one back home!"

    "No!" the butcher counted the living people behind him and said, "Do you think you can go back alive?"

    "Hahahaha! This is the moment I've been waiting for!" Cali #83 Cruz slapped the armrests of his wheelchair and shouted excitedly.  The bulletproof glass was covered with bullet marks, but it didn't hurt him at all.  "Bravo!"

    "Son of a bitch! Do you think I'll let you go? Do you think you'll be fine just hiding behind that damn wall?" I picked up the sniper rifle behind me, took out the frozen magazine and loaded it, pointing it at the bulletproof glass.  That's ten shots.  The bullet smashed against the bulletproof glass, and the silver cryogenic liquid splashed out in the shape of beads, sticking to the surface of the glass and steaming like water splashed on hot coals.  I quickly pulled out the freezing magazine, replaced it with the explosive armor-piercing magazine, and fired a shot at the glass wall filled with ice.  The ultra-high-temperature metal cone hit an object that was so cold that it became brittle. The result of the interaction between hot and cold was that the bullet penetrated the 80mm thick bulletproof glass and fell directly to the ground.  This kind of bulletproof glass could have withstood the 4mm caliber armored cannon. Now I regret not carrying the T50 on my back, otherwise the 27-caliber armor-piercing bullet would definitely kill the bastard hiding behind the wall.

    "Bang! Bang!" In rage, I kept pulling the trigger, and there were more and more bullet holes in the bulletproof glass. Just when the glass wall was about to collapse, all the armor-piercing bullets in my hand were fired, and I was furious.  I pulled out the magazine and threw it hard against the transparent wall in front of me, causing the two bastards to laugh wildly.

    "Since I have no hope of getting out of here alive, no one can get out of here." My brother suddenly said. When I turned around, I saw him turning the gun and aiming at the box containing the serum next to him!

    "Bang!" Brother looked at the chest that was hit, and looked back at the smoking muzzle in my hand.

    "I can't let you" I looked at the blood flowing from his heart with tears in my eyes. If I didn't shoot, someone would still shoot. "They are my brothers too!" I covered my face and lay on the ground, feeling deep inside.  On the verge of collapse, I wanted to cry but couldn't make a sound. Every sob would cause me to cough up blood.  "Brother! Forgive me!"

    I cry not because of heartache, but because of numbness!  I had just shot my eldest brother, the brother who had been with me for nineteen years, who "coerced and lured" me to go to school, fought for me with fists and kicks, and scolded and beat me for my success.  But my heart was not shattered, nor was I in a dilemma.  I just did it!

    "Although human nature is difficult to fathom, it can be predicted!" The painter's voice echoed in the empty hall. "I know that in the face of death, any family loyalty and loyalty are nothing! My character is not good, but when you see  It hurts to see the unethical thing of shooting my brother dead in front of me! Forget it, let me uphold justice!"

    As soon as she finished speaking, I suddenly felt a strange force coming from me. The M23 in my hand suddenly flew up to the ceiling as if it had wings. The SG and G3 were held in mid-air by their gun belts and looked up.  , all the metal parts on the ground were adsorbed on an oversized metal block.  Electromagnet!  None of us expected that there would be such a big piece in a place like this.

    As the electromagnetic power increased, the traction force from the strap became stronger and stronger. The lighter kitten was even hoisted into the air, forcing her to unbuckle her gun belt and give up her weapon.  By the end, we not only lost sight of our weapons, as waves of pain rose beneath our skin.

    "Ah!¡ª¡ª" The surviving warriors of the wolf pack covered their bodies with their hands and fell to the ground, with countless knife-like pains spreading outward from the inside of their bodies.  The stronger the soldiers screamed, the more painful they screamed. The butcher and I were the first to suffer.

    I lay on the ground and rolled feebly, watching the skin on my arms protrude into sharp spikes, and then small metal fragments drilled out of the flesh, carrying blood and falling into the arms of the huge magnet on the ceiling.  damned!  I tightened my muscles all over my body in an attempt to suppress these metal crawlers wriggling outwards, because the result of failure would be like DJ, who would be punched through from the inside out by the remaining bullets in his belly.  Thinking of the injuries I had suffered, just the iron filings blasted into my flesh from the New York junkyard were enough to peel off a layer of my skin.

    Finally, a sense of relief arose from the severe pain that penetrated my skin and flesh, and I lay naked in a pool of my own blood.

    The air raids on the TV screen above our heads have stopped, and a large number of dark figures quickly rush towards the building above us. It is obvious from the American equipment that they are American special forces.  After they approached the area covered by artillery fire, dozens of dim fire spots suddenly lit up in the originally silent ruins  The unexpected attack immediately overturned more than a dozen soldiers who were advancing carefully.

    The contact battle has begun, and we should quickly return reinforcements, but when we look behind us, none of the people who fell on the ground is intact.  In addition, nearly twenty hours had passed, and the symptoms that he had suppressed before the battle had all exploded at this time. The speed machine was leaning against the wall and he could not even lift the gun.

    The scenes on the TV were switching frequently. Brothers were being shot to death indiscriminately. Every time a brother fell, an American soldier would pounce on him. After tearing off the dog tags representing the identity of the wolf pack from the corpse, he regarded it as a treasure.  Put it in his pocket, then proudly pat his chest and brag to his companions.

    Finally, the scene was fixed on the demon leaning against the wall. This guy had his eyes open and his head drooped. He seemed to be out of breath, but his finger was still holding on to the trigger. The unsuppressed muzzle jumped up and down like a wild horse, shooting.  Not only the approaching soldiers were hit, but even his own legs and feet were beaten to pieces

    It wasn¡¯t until an officer shot the devil in the crook of the elbow with a shotgun from the side, sending his arm and machine gun flying, that the madman¡¯s ¡°final resistance¡± was stopped

    fail!  For the first time, I associated this word with wolves in my mind, and the frustration that surged in my heart even surpassed the fear of death.

    Suddenly, the lights in the house went out for a moment and then came back on. It seemed that the bunker's power supply system was damaged, causing voltage instability.  The weapons above the head that were attracted by the electromagnet smashed back to the ground.

    I looked up at the piece of glass where Cali#83 Cruz was hiding, and saw a surprising sight: the painter standing behind Cali#83 Cruz actually took out a knife and cut the throat of the jubilant mummy.  What I felt after the shock and surprise was the joy of watching my enemy die, but when I realized that I could no longer kill that bastard, the joy immediately turned into heartbreaking regret.

    "You've finished watching the show, and you're relieved. It's time to hit the road!" The painter held his severed head back and looked at Cali#83 Cruz's face and said, "You actually believed that pardon?  Movies kill people! I hope you can preserve the most beautiful scenes as you wish." After saying this, the woman blew me a kiss, "I kind of like this guy! Ghoul, you are really a great craftsman who shapes the soul.  Yeah! I'm leaving, take care! The US military will come to clean up biochemicals after the missiles. If you can't die, maybe we can meet in Guant¨¢namo. You are my favorite, don't forget it!"

    After saying that, she walked towards the automatic door. When she got to the door, she discovered that the main power supply of the door had been turned off, and the backup power supply was only manual. She tried for a long time and there was no response, so she started looking around for the handle of the switch.  .

    I quietly climbed up from the ground, touched the glass wall full of bullet holes, inserted the cryo bomb into the trajectory, then popped out the hidden blade in the silver bracelet on my wrist, and hit the exposed primer hard.  The bullet grazed the side of the painter's face along the existing trajectory of the bullet hole. She was startled, covered her face and looked back at me, and then smiled softly: ""I knew you were not a man who gave up easily.  Unfortunately, it was wrong!  Fortunately, you are still a sniper!  "

    "Hehe!" I laughed hoarsely.  The painter saw me smiling weirdly and felt something was wrong. He quickly looked back and saw the bullet hit the emergency manual valve.

    "You" The painter stretched out his hand to pull, but the metal wrench, which was brittle from the cold, broke with a sound.  The broken wrench stuck to her hand, and she shook it for a long time before it fell to the ground with a layer of skin.

    "Don't go anywhere!" This is a sealed safe room. Except for the door, even the ventilation channels are hole-shaped.  I couldn't help laughing when I thought of this.

    "What can you do to me?" The woman hid behind the bulletproof glass and touched the flip button, hoping to lower the rising metal wall panel, but there was no response.

    At this moment, a sealed can half as tall as a man suddenly rose from below. It had a yellow and black round mark on it. Even if you couldn¡¯t read Arabic, you knew what was inside.  Along with the rising sealed can, Cali #83 Cruz's recording sounded in the hall: "You have all been injected with the serum, right? Don't worry! It is a genuine thing. Are you full of hope for the future? Yes! It's wonderful.  Life is unfolding in front of you again. Hahaha give you half an hour to work hard for hope. Then, I will sterilize you! Are you scared again? Are you desperate again? Cry, cry!"

    Everyone closed their eyes and sighed helplessly. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, they were tricked by the pervert Cali #83 Cruz.

    The artist¡¯s expressions change so much, it¡¯s really wonderful!  Finally, she was so angry that she picked up a knife and started slashing wildly at Cali #83 Cruz, who had already stretched out his body.

    "There is a back door to escape from this base. Promise not to kill me, take me away, and I will tell you!" the painter shouted to me excitedly.?, "How was it?"

    Before I had time to answer her, something heavy suddenly fell into the elevator room when we came down. Everyone picked up their self-defense items and looked at the elevator, only to find that what came out was a werewolf mixed with blood and water. This guy  He actually escaped from the rebel army and found this place. It¡¯s incredible!

    "Captain!" The werewolf squinted his eyes and found the captain among the many human bodies on the ground. Then he rushed to him with a cry, "It's all over! Everyone" But no matter how much he cried, the captain was still lying there.  After a while, the doctor kneeling beside him slowly said, "The captain has gone!"

    When everyone heard this, they all crawled over and looked at the captain who was already turning purple, regardless of the injuries on their bodies.

    "This is a vaccine!" The doctor threw the used syringe on the ground and said to us, "It's not a serum! It can only prevent, it is ineffective on those who have been infected! The Yankees have fooled everyone!"

    I pulled out an SG with a bent barrel from the pile of weapons that had been magnetized and stuck under the electromagnet, ran back to the glass wall, pulled out all the frozen bullets in the gun, stuffed them into the cavity, and then used the bullets  The corners of the box banged, and bullets were fired into the secret room on the opposite side.  Since the bullet is made of reinforced glass, the bullet will shatter directly after hitting the object without ricocheting, so the artist was not nervous at first, but after three bullets exploded around her, she finally realized what I was going to do, because her skin  My boots were frozen to the ground and I couldn't pull my legs off.  One bullet can lower the local temperature by 70 degrees, and the poor air vents in the safe room have no way of evacuating the accumulated cold air.

    "This base is under Lake Zaza. There is a submarine for emergency escape." The woman trembled and shouted, "I know the way. This is your only chance to survive!"

    "Really? We can't use it anymore!" I raised my head and inhaled desperately, but my chest seemed to be filled with something real, and breathing became more and more difficult.  I shook my dizzy head, lifted the heavy magazine and fired another bullet. The woman inside was too cold to speak.

    "Okay! In order to wait for you to come, I injected your brother with a vaccine, you can serum" The woman said and pointed outside, "Serum" and then fell silent.  After I fired the last cryo bullet into the secret room, I couldn't help but smile when I saw the painter who was frozen into a popsicle and said, "Frozen to death in the desert of the Middle East in the summer is a rare way to die in the world!"

    "Xing Tian!" After the doctor saw the direction pointed by the painter, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, and rushed over regardless of his dizziness.

    Go, "Maybe we can really be saved!"

    "How to do it?" Unexpectedly, the person who was most concerned about this matter was Yang Jian.  This guy got a bandage from somewhere and stopped the bleeding. He stayed silent and watched the excitement.

    "This is a centrifuge!" The doctor looked back at everyone and said, "If we have enough blood injected with the vaccine, we can use it to separate the antibody serum!"

    I looked back at the frozen meat of Cali #83 Cruz and the artist¡¯s ice sculpture in the secret room, then looked back at the doctor: ¡°Can those two things still work?¡±

    "The temperature is too low! I guess the blood has frozen." The doctor said with a complaining look, "We will all be dead when she thaws. But she said that your brother has been vaccinated, so"

    "How much?!" Everyone looked at my eldest brother lying on the ground.

    "The more, the better!" the doctor said awkwardly, "If we take them all out, we might be able to make enough serum for half of us"

    "What? That won't work! My brother is not dead yet! I didn't hit his heart. If you give him such a beating, he will be dead." I sat down on a broken chair. The injury on my abdomen was so serious that even  No pain is felt.  But my increasingly weak body has made it impossible for me to move.  The doctor next to me pulled away my hand and took a look at the covered wound. He looked up at me, then touched my brother. After a while, he turned back and nodded to me.

    "How long does it take to make this thing?" The butcher asked with a frown, looking at the dying brothers around him.

    "24 hours?" The doctor looked at the surrounding environment and said, "Only unscreened serum can be made. The efficiency depends on God's help!"

    "We don't have that much time!" The werewolf pointed to the big screen above his head, "They will soon find a way to get down here!"

    The commander who led the team had already discovered the camera of this work, and with the help of engineers, he fixed the picture to the present. Looking at the situation displayed on the picture, the people who were already on the verge of death regained their monstrous fighting spirit.  Demon, Primer, Hawkeye, the bodies of all the brothers who stayed above and died in the battle were buried by those wearing clothes that did not indicate their nationality.Soldiers in military uniforms lined up in the open space of the square, and then let tracked armored vehicles roll over them.  So many bloody sacrifices shared through life and death have now been reduced to meat under the ruthless metal machinery.

    "They must pay for this!" The werewolf rummaged through the pile of guns for usable weapons, vomiting blood as he spoke.

    "Don't rush" The doctor looked at the werewolf leaning against the wall, holding the beautiful woman with both legs broken and lifeless in his arms, and did not say the second half of the sentence.  The intention of entering Iraq this time has been fully realized so far!  No matter who killed the water ghosts and the others, the trap set by the Americans had trapped them, and the leader, Cali #83 Cruz, had died a violent death.  Now that the serum has been found, escape should be the first consideration. But now, even the speed machine grabbed the wallpaper and slowly stood up, and the butcher even tore off the severed arm with a layer of skin and threw it to the ground

    "I know that the map can find the exit that the painter said." Yang Jian suddenly interrupted when he heard this, "I can take you out! Don't get into unnecessary fights."

    "I'm afraid you just want to take my brother out!" I looked at him coldly and said, "My brother now has a banner on his face that says 'Medicine will cure the disease'!"

    "I'm doing it for your own good too!" Yang Jian nodded, "But this can save your brother's life, aren't you willing?"

    "Okay, take him away!" After getting my reply, he just turned to leave when I hit him on the cervical spine with a magazine. I looked at his dead eyes and said bitterly, "I'm afraid of my brother.  After I get it into your hands, you will even take out the brain and use it as medicine!" After that, he turned to the doctor and said, "Doctor, take my brother out."

    "Doctor, please take ours back!" The speed machine picked out his saber and dog tags from the metal pile and threw them to the doctor.

    "That's right! We promised Young Master that we would bring them back serum!" The Butcher also gave himself a shot of stimulant, "Let them enjoy the colorful world outside for me. Sorry! I forgot that this guy was beaten.  I lost my dick. Don¡¯t worry, I will buy you time to extract the serum!¡± After that, he asked grimly towards the radiation tank that was counting down, ¡°Doctor, what will happen to everyone if this thing explodes?  How to die?"

    "Every creature in this valley will rot with flesh and blood, and their internal organs will rot and flow along the anus until they die!" After hearing what the doctor said, the butcher smiled with satisfaction.  He looked at those of us who had lost half our lives and knew that we didn't want to make such a choice, but the fact was that it was impossible for us to escape from this place.

    "Someone help me!" The butcher in the distance turned around and shouted to us. He had already pulled the radiation tank to the elevator door, but he slipped on the blood spilled on his body and couldn't stand up.

    "Coming, coming!" The werewolf kissed the beauty on the forehead, placed her on the chaise longue, and walked towards the butcher with the deformed sniper rifle and the speed machine

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