Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Rambo has seen many inhumane guys on the battlefield. Those people... no, those things will pull the trigger on any living creature that appears within their field of vision. Sometimes this object is even a friendly army.

Some of them are not born like this, but are shaped by nurture. But some of them are born bad, and they lose their humanity more and more as they degenerate step by step, becoming devils in human skin.

They are fearless because they have no emotions. They are not afraid of life and death because they long for death. These people can no longer be considered human beings, they are living guns. They are extremely cruel.

And the commander he had just sworn allegiance to, Litosis, behaved even more cruelly than those inhumane guys - Rambo could not describe his appearance during the battle, and could only use this slightly derogatory term to call him.

He didn't understand how someone could kill so efficiently?

Litosis pulled the trigger, and a dozen zombies fell down. Some lost their heads on the spot, and some had their entire upper bodies smashed, fell to the ground, and became two halves. He continued to shoot, without any

After changing the magazine, even the bullets are invisible.

He did not hesitate or retreat. Rambo followed him on the side, intending to act as a flank fireman, but found that he had very few opportunities to shoot. Litosis finished his work by himself, with amazing efficiency.

Point out.

They pushed, pushed, pushed - like a steamroller, crushing all the zombies, turning them all into inertia.

"Mission accomplished, soldier, on alert."

"As you command, sir."

With a casual command, Litosis came to a corpse and squatted down. According to the scan of the pattern array, this corpse had a higher degree of evolution. This also means that it either swallowed many people or

It's just that he has attacked his own relatives.

Neither of the two results was what he wanted. Looking at the body of this middle-aged man, Litosis was filled with regret. These people did not have to suffer so much. The Emperor is above, he must

Find the source of this curse...

Pulling out the combat knife, he cut off a piece of flesh and put it into his belt. Rambo saw this scene, but didn't ask anything. Litosis could see that he had doubts, and asked: "What's the matter?

Just say, soldier."

"Report, sir! Why did you take the flesh from the corpse?"

"My power armor is the latest technology and has an analysis function. It can reversely detect the source of this infectious disease through analysis."

He gave a simple explanation and erased the fact that infectious diseases were actually curses. Litosis did not intend to tell Rambo these things until he was fully prepared.

After hearing what he said, Rambo's eyes lit up.

"Sir, do you have any solution to this infectious disease?!"

"Don't be too happy yet, soldier. Even if I have a way, I can't develop an antidote just by relying on the power armor on my body. That's a matter for scientists. They have to make an antidote in the laboratory. And

My job is to collect enough experimental data for them..."

"In addition, I will return in two and a half days, so you need to be prepared. While I am away, you must protect the civilians in the camp."

"Promise to complete the mission, sir! But, return? I don't understand, sir."

Litosis pointed to the sky: "Do you understand now? Don't worry, I will come back soon with a legion, all problems will be solved, and you will become the subjects of the empire."

Rambo looked at him and blinked - with his knowledge, he really couldn't figure out how this officer could 'return'.

But for some reason, he firmly believed that the other party did not lie to him.

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A blue light flashed, and Litosis returned to the silver room. The wall cracked, and the mechanical tentacles quickly stretched out, scanning him, and took off his power armor.

The patterns are interacting with each other, and each other is humming slightly. The data he has obtained is being quickly uploaded to the dedicated analysis pattern of Terra Space Station.

"Well done, Captain Litosis. In addition, although you recruited a reserve soldier for the empire without reporting, your behavior is allowed considering the emergency regulations. Next time you go, You can give him a set of standard military uniforms and a light gun."

Litosis performed an aquila salute, raised his head and asked the person standing behind the transparent wall above: "Isn't it a little early, sir? I haven't even told him what the empire is, and he didn't even know the aquila." I don’t know any etiquette.”

The man laughed: "Don't worry about this, an adult has already vouched for him. Ah, you may be lucky enough to see him soon."

They didn't talk about this matter for long, and Litosis's commander soon became serious.

"Captain, according to the information you brought back, it is a highly contagious curse, but it will not take effect on people who are not infected? So how does this curse spread? Is it possible that it can also actively select people? ?”

"I don't know, sir. But all the zombies infected with the curse show no contagion, and they have no ability to assimilate survivors. This is obviously quite abnormal."

"What is their combat effectiveness? The data shows that their movement speed is even slower than when they were alive, and they have even lost the ability to run. What can this so-called curse evolve into? A person who can't walk but is extremely powerful A monster? What’s the difference between that and a living target?”

"Sir, although they can't run, these walking zombies have shown an abnormal ability to track humans. Analysis of the pattern array shows that it seems to be a supernatural force."

The commander shook his head: "It sounds like some kind of plague spread by demons... Humph."

He snorted coldly and ended the conversation: "This is not something we should discuss. Let those scholars and scientists have a headache in the laboratory. However, we need more samples."

"The next teleportation will be two days later. You will be supported by a company of five hundred Astra Militarum troops. They will fully obey your command. Since the technology of cross-border teleportation is not yet mature, you cannot carry heavy weapons, but Food rations and basic weapons are guaranteed."

His commander nodded towards Litosis: "Go and rest, Captain, you don't have much time to rest. The empire needs you to be healthy."

"As you command, sir."

Litosis dragged his body away. Power armor places a heavy load on the body. Although you don't feel it when you wear it, it is obvious when you take it off. This is also one of the disadvantages of the first generation of power armor... ..Litosis only felt that he had not slept for at least five days.

What he wants most now is to have a good sleep.