A certain cruelty suddenly flashed in the bald man's eyes. He took a breath and opened his mouth to say something. Edward leaned forward slightly. He had a deep understanding of the two letters NS in the Alaska Mountains.
"NS Russian Empire?" Edward spoke slowly, looking at the scar on the bald face in front of him that was throbbing with pain, and twisted his neck slightly: "Is it the power of the NS CPU?"
After all, I had been fighting guerrillas for several months, and I had a basic understanding of the NS robot forces at that time. Although most of my opponents were peripheral NS-5 anthropomorphic robots, I had a rough understanding of the characteristics of this NS robot.
Got part of it.
"That's right, do you also know about the great creation, the NS CPU?"
There was some kind of smile on the bald face, and he looked at Edward who was standing half a meter away. He swallowed slowly, as if he wanted to continue to say something, but he suddenly stood up and took out a bag behind him.
He stabbed the dagger straight into Edward's neck.
"Die! Die!" The dagger in the bald man's hand was very fast. Although there were other soldiers guarding the area, it blocked most of the sniper's sight. He firmly believed that his blow would have a huge effect.
However, he is very fast, but the Marines who have been wary of him for a long time are even faster!
"Damn prisoner!" A Marine squad leader standing next to Edward rushed out to block the front, raised the hard metal butt of the G3-A4 assault rifle, and hit the bald man's shoulder hard. The huge force even
Let a clear sound come from that point of contact.
The short dagger cannot attack much farther than the arm, especially the hard metal gun butt. After being given kinetic energy by the burly arm, the force generated actually broke the fragile shoulder blade into several pieces.
part.
"Well…"
The bald man fell to the ground again with a muffled groan, but since Edward did not give an order to kill him, the other soldiers only slapped him on the body a few times to prevent him from moving arbitrarily.
"Kill me, I'm ready to be resurrected!" The bald man suddenly burst into laughter. He looked at Edward coldly, without any fear in his eyes, but with some kind of fanaticism: "I'm dead.
I will be resurrected, and then I will command countless soldiers!"
"Who revived you? NS CPU?"
The corner of Edward's mouth was slightly raised, looking at the disgusting scar on his bald face, he slowly walked back, and with his right hand swinging, he gently pulled the trigger back. A gunshot appeared in the barrel of the gun instantly, and then a burst of bursts erupted.
firelight.
"Kill the NS-45 clone (spy) x 1 and gain 200 points."
With a slight smile on his lips, a faint voice sounded in Edward's ears. The system's mechanized voice did not conceal much, but this explicit explanation allowed Edward to grasp more information.
"Just deal with him like this?" Jessica looked at the bald Russian lying on the ground, licked the corner of her mouth with some pity, and put away the MP5-A3 submachine gun: "I also want to interrogate how much this guy has.
What’s the secret?”
Just like elite units such as the Marine Corps and SAS anti-terrorist service, Jessica, who looks hot and charming, also has her own tough side. Whether it is melee combat, gun battles, or even opening a tank, it is easy!
"They are just fake Russians, but I have serious Russian elites under my command!" Edward did not continue to answer, but looked at the figure of Levsky walking quickly in the distance, smiled and shook his head and said: "Besides, for such people,
I can’t ask anything.”
The news about the NS Russian Empire just now made Edward a little confused and shocked. The current NS-45 clone spy made him even more enlightened.
After coming to this world, he did not go to other places. On the contrary, he spent the most time fighting guerrillas in the Alaskan Mountains and NS robots. Although most of them were in motion, he still spent a lot of time fighting.
However, what still makes Edward curious is that when the enemy attacked in the Bering Strait, why was it not attacked by Russia, but only unilaterally blocked by the United States?
You must know that whether in the previous life or in the game world, the Bering Strait is an unusual strait. After all, it is an important passage connecting the Arctic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean. It is also the only short-distance passage connecting the American continent and the Asian continent.
Both the United States and Russia have deployed strict defense forces from the Bering Strait, including many missile units and fighter aircraft units, and heavy artillery units and mechanized units are fully armed and waiting for combat orders.
"A brainwashed person can't ask questions."
Edward knows this kind of brainwashed human being very well, just like the warriors who were brainwashed by various beliefs in the previous life, but this kind of brainwashed human being is even more loyal. He can tell just by a few words of the bald Russian
Got a lot of useful information.
Moreover, since he was a clone, he had countless brainwashing knowledge that had been input into his mind since he was a child. He did not believe that he could recover such a hard-core brainwasher just by relying on Edward's coercion and inducement.
It's just that he is still evaluating it in his mind. The intermittent information must be sorted out. At least Edward now believes that some things have gradually surfaced.
"Then what happens next? I don't believe that this gang is trying to take over this land."
Jessica looked at Edward's indifferent expression and couldn't help but curl her lips. According to the topography of the Violet Orphanage, although it is not a bustling street, according to the expansion of roads in Los Angeles, this place will become another bustling area within two years.
"No, it's not just for money." Edward turned his head slightly and looked at Jessica's mysterious smile: "Can't you still see? What is this place like?"
Jessica was stunned. She looked around but didn't find anything wrong. Just when she was about to explain, Levsky walked over quickly, straightened his body and loudly reported: "Sir, another convoy is coming from a distance."
"It's okay, you don't have to let the soldiers deal with it." Edward raised the corner of his mouth. After he came back, all the gangs in the past regarded him as a down-and-out gang leader: "It seems that everyone wants to bite a piece of flesh off me.
!" Edward twisted his neck.
It has not been a year since his brothers died. Gangs of all sizes in the entire city of Los Angeles have already taken over all of his affiliates. In addition to the Violet Orphanage, even a street has been destroyed.
There is no trace of Edward anymore.
Sometimes the gang society is so cruel. If one person accidentally causes a decline, then the entire gang will have a chain reaction and fall directly into the abyss of defeat.
"Everyone pay attention, follow the command, and active fire is not allowed."
These armed thugs only have 100 points. Compared with those NS robots and even primary virus infected bodies, they are more than double the number. Just 100 points has not yet been put in Edward's eyes!
You must know that after harvesting some points from that town, even now, Edward still has hundreds of thousands of points in his hands that have not been moved, and these points are what Edward has prepared to deal with certain emergencies, otherwise he will recruit more
Real soldiers, gangsters sweeping the city of Los Angeles, no problem at all!
"I want to see who dares to show up at Violet's door now!"
Since returning to Los Angeles, a little bit of the underworld leader's mentality in Edward's heart has been activated. Faced with countless human beings of his own race, they are even more hateful than some other races.
"I have protected these people, but I don't want to continue to be harmed by them!" Edward showed a sneer and looked at the motorcade that had appeared at the gate. Almost three motorcades and hundreds of burly people came down, standing clearly in the distance.
Violet's doorway.
"Look at that look, that's a Russian bald man."
"Has he been killed by Edward?"
"These people are all regular troops, and they also have heavy machine guns!"
"Is this the person behind that Edward guy?"
Outside, a group of black and white people were talking about each other. They all narrowed their eyes slightly when they saw the corpses lying on the ground bleeding. These corpses didn't even mean to cover up. They all stood still, but they couldn't make up their minds.
Determination enters the violet.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah"
Edward clapped with both hands, and followed the soldiers slowly walking out of the Violet. Looking at the group of people who were looking at him with squinted eyes, including some of the well-known underground figures in Los Angeles, he couldn't help but smile: "I don't know why you came to the Violet?"
"I heard that you are back, Mr. Edward. I just came to say hello."
A middle-aged black man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Edward's confident look. He motioned to the brother behind him to put back the submachine gun in his hand. He raised his right hand in greeting and said with a smile: "Would you like to have a cup of morning tea together?"
"No, thank you very much, I don't need it." Edward looked at everyone and looked around. Almost everyone outside put down the weapons they had prepared, because their respective bosses had given a code word and no conflicts were allowed.
Now the group of soldiers behind Edward are obviously dressed as regular soldiers. Not only their clothes but also their behavior and fighting methods are no different from regular soldiers.
In their opinion, Edward, a lucky guy, might have already connected with the military. Even when he killed people in the street and killed Russians who were already strong in strength and background, he was not nervous at all. He was obviously confident.
"If nothing happens, please go back." Edward smiled slightly, as if the body under his feet did not exist, and said, "But I also hope that everyone will come to have afternoon tea!"
Everyone was laughing, but most of them were forced on their faces. These words were not funny, but they were still laughing, because Edward was no longer completely a person who belonged to this world. His methods always
It’s so shocking and even terrifying! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site), give rewards, and your support is my biggest motivation.)
