Rachel appeared in the courtyard of the sea view villa wearing a set of thermal underwear. She looked up at the sky and saw that it was a rare good weather. Although the temperature of seven or eight degrees was still very cold, it was already as warm as the severe cold in the past few months.
It's spring.
The nuclear dust floating in the stratosphere is dissipating. When the sun shines down, the blue sky and blue sea are so refreshing. There is a big beach outside the courtyard. If possible, Rachel really wants to take a nude bath.
Apply some olive oil and enjoy some sunshine.
The woman's location was Sandy Hook at the entrance to Lower Bay. It was like a checkpoint. Sea ships must pass through here when entering New York Harbor. If any plane wanted to go to Staten Island, the shortest way would be to fly through here.
The sea, the beach, the villa, Sandy Hook is very quiet now, especially suitable for avoiding mundane tasks and recuperating from the world. Rachel hates her husband's intrigues at work, and the relationship between the two is not harmonious now, so she simply brings a few of her own
Servants and guards moved in here.
After a late night's sleep, her energy has not yet been lifted. The woman who got up early with her long and messy hair casually stretched out her arms and twisted her waist in the sunshine. Her tight-fitting thermal underwear perfectly outlined her plump curves.
Full, round and straight, the charm of a mature woman is fully displayed.
Outside the open courtyard was the beach. Rachel held on to the fence of the courtyard and looked out. Listening to the sound of the sea breeze and waves, it seemed like she was the only one in the world, and she felt particularly peaceful.
Rachel came here to escape deliberately, because compared to her ambitious husband, she really didn't want to deal with the headaches of government affairs.
Rachel was promoted from an ordinary housewife in the past to a noble lady in the upper class. She was not proud or honored at all about this change. She hated politicians, lies, fraud and greed, and even David Lawrence.
Hate Victor Hugo.
"These men are so boring. They fight for power every day." Rachel cursed in a low voice. The life in the upper class completely changed her family and her destiny.
David Lawrence became a master, and he was surrounded by either powerful leaders or local heroes. The job of these men was to strengthen themselves, win over allies, fight against enemies, and acquire more resources and women.
Yes, now the entire brotherhood, and even the entire wasteland, has entered the mode of male supremacy. As long as a man has some power, he will inevitably collect a bunch of beautiful women around him, and they will even compete to see who has more and more beautiful women.
"This is really disgusting!" Rachel cursed bitterly. She had seen her husband's mistresses more than once, and many of them were inferior to her in appearance. She felt both pitiful and hateful toward those women.
"And that little bastard Victor, there are a lot of women around him." When thinking of her husband, Rachel inevitably thinks of Zhou Qingfeng. She always habitually compares the two together. After all, there are heroes in the fraternity.
There are countless talents, but few can compete with her husband.
"What is that kid doing now?" Rachel has been thinking about this question in recent days. David Lawrence's blockade of Washington has lasted for more than 20 days, but he has not seen any movement from the 'Aurora Legion' for such a long time.
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There was no reprimand, no negotiation, or even any contact through official channels, but this is very wrong.
According to the internal assessment of the Brotherhood, the 'Aurora Legion' mutant troops in the Washington area can only last for a month at most, but holding on is worthless. The final result is that the 'Aurora Legion' drags itself to death, and the mutants
The troops still have to disband themselves.
Rachel knew that David Lawrence had already started planning how to take over this powerful army. As long as the more than 30,000 mutants started to starve, they could be conquered by bringing out some food.
"But Victor will just give up?" Rachel didn't believe that things would be that simple. If Victor Hugo was so easy to give in, it would be impossible for him to create an army of hundreds of thousands and conquer the entire Caribbean.
The foundation of the sea area cannot become the leader of a powerful party.
But what exactly would Victor Hugo do? No one knows.
That boy always did things unscrupulously, and no one could guess his thoughts. Rachel was actually full of worries - worried about her husband. No matter how dissatisfied she was with David Lawrence, she knew her current life, the current
status comes from her husband.
Without David Lawrence, Rachel knew that she would not be any nobler than the poor slave girls in the slave market! No matter how much she admired Victor Hugo, she knew that she had to stand on her husband's side to fight against him.
Now both sides are enemies.
And because of this, Rachel felt even more scared. She thought hard and tried to guess what other methods Victor Hugo had. If she could figure it out, she would remind her husband to take precautions.
You must know that Fernando was at a disadvantage because he underestimated Victor. He obviously had a powerful army, controlled New York, and was powerful in all directions. However, he was blown up by a nuclear bomb and everything was lost. Before that, who could have imagined that this kid would be so cruel?
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Rachel didn't dare to underestimate Victor Hugo. She wanted to get rid of the affairs within the brotherhood, but she couldn't get rid of thinking about the current situation. But every time she thought of possible situations that she might encounter, she overturned it herself.
Negotiation, compromise, insistence, intimidation..., no! These are not Victor Hugo's style of doing things. What is his style? It is a decisive decision. The more forbearing the kid is, the more ruthless he will be when he explodes. But
What on earth can he do?
While she was thinking hard, Rachel suddenly heard a cry from the beach, "Mom, look! The plane."
On the beach was her daughter Angie, who was playing happily, and a sixteen-year-old girl who was walking her dog. The golden retriever had grown up a lot and was quite lively. Following the direction of the girl's finger, Rachel looked towards the sky flying at high speed from the sea to the sky.
Dozens of propeller-driven fighter planes arrived.
The three attack waves arrived in New York at the same time, and pounced on different targets respectively. The fighter planes coming close to the ground roared past, the high-power piston engines made a buzzing vibration and roar, and the whooshing winds drove
Scratched across the top of Rachel's head.
"Aurora Legion, they are Victor's men." The long-standing doubts were revealed in an instant, but it was too late. Rachel looked at the fighter planes roaring in and roaring away, and her beauty suddenly turned pale, and her face turned pale.
"No, no, don't do this. Don't destroy our city, don't destroy our home, don't destroy everything about us. Victor Hugo, you villain, you devil, you really deserve to go to hell.