War Paradise

As night fell, another night ushered in the chaotic city.

Even if the headquarters were destroyed, the remaining silver shield soldiers in the city had set up barricades and shields on the road leading to the northern city. But this time, the remaining people alone should not be able to block an offensive of the same level as last night.

The strange thing is that this time the Lions Gang was also much more honest, as if they were shocked by something, and did not continue to take to the streets to attack the people of Silver Shield, instead they returned home and did not intend to make trouble at all.

"what happened……"

Standing behind the barricade, the young silver shield soldier who did not see any enemy, couldn't help making a confused voice, looked sideways at the veteran next to him, and asked, "Where did they go?"

"They may be scared." The veteran stretched out his hand to help his own black helmet, squinting at the contour of the crescent moon behind the clouds.

"What are they afraid of? Obviously our side has been hit hard." The young soldier frowned.

"How do I know." The veteran shook his head: "Why don't you go to them and ask?"

These Silver Shield soldiers who patrolled the streets during the day and didn't have time to return to the headquarters to support, fortunately escaped. But through the drone shots, they still witnessed the tragedy of the headquarters, the brutal images of thousands of soldiers being massacred, so that they are still fresh in their memory.

Now, the contractor that signed the contract with the Alvara city government, the Silver Shield Security Company, can be said to have been completely destroyed. Order in the city is currently maintained by the remaining soldiers and members of the Silver Shield, and the temporary commander is General Hammer in the military base.

It is said that the official plan to gather the remaining Silver Shield soldiers and soldiers to form a new security agency. Except for those who took off their uniforms and fled, most of the survivors of the Silver Shield are still stationed at their own posts.

"What is it?" The young soldier asked this question for the tenth time: "What is it that can kill all the soldiers without damaging the building? Is it a dirty bomb in the legend? ?"

"I've seen dirty bombs explode, and people don't die so fast." The veteran said impatiently: "You have also seen the video. It was a cloud of red fog that killed them. Can your bomb have this effect?"

"What could it be?" The young soldier blinked: "Is it a new secret weapon? It seems that some equipment has been shipped from United States recently..."

"If you ask me, I don't think it looks like a'new weapon'." The veteran shook his head meaningfully, and cast his solemn gaze on the quiet streets of Beicheng District: "That might be something else, such as the "monster". Category."

"You watched more movies, right?" The young soldier's voice was surprised.

"I'm serious." The veteran sighed and looked down at the short-barrel assault rifle in his hand: "There are always things in this world that humans cannot understand. You think those unsolved mysteries are made up by nonsense. ?"

For some reason, when talking about this topic, the veteran felt Own's head started to ache, as if something was interfering with Own consciousness, or...

"Here again." The veteran patted Own's cheek vigorously.

"What's wrong with you?" the young soldier asked with concern.

"I am getting older, and my mind is a little unconscious." The veteran laughed: "Maybe I should retire."

...

While the Silver Shield soldiers were standing by, the area near the Silver Shield headquarters turned into a completely dead city.

Because they don’t know how the people inside died, the search and rescue personnel didn’t dare to enter this Death Realm. They could only temporarily seal it up. The burned corpses still lay quietly on the spot, flowing from the corpses. The blood plasma produced a dark red "floor" on the square.

The tragedy here is even more terrifying than when the "Blood God" in Sodom was resurrected. The residents of a few blocks nearby also took refuge. The streets were shrouded in deathly silence, and no creatures could be seen.

——Until that person shows up.

"Ahhhhh..."

The intermittent howls broke the silence of this city. An unusually "slim" person limped on the street. Every time he took a step, the remaining flesh on his body would fall downward.

That person looked like a corpse. Except for the two eyeballs in the eye sockets, all the water in the body seemed to have evaporated, leaving only the bones and the scorched muscles stuck to the bones.

But even if it completely violates common sense, he still lives in this world.

"Bank..." In his dry throat, he made a hoarse voice like sand rubbing.

Even if the jackal arrives here, it is impossible to recognize the old partner of own as such a ghost. But this corpse that is advancing is indeed the "old cowboy" dedicated to robbing all the big banks!

Even if his body was destroyed, his consciousness still remained, and there seemed to be an unexplainable force that drove his body forward.

"I'm……"

As soon as the old cowboy's mandible opened and closed, his eyes kept turning, and his moving body suddenly froze.

He had suffered a fatal blow, and was shocked by Devil's soul again. The already overwhelmed brain finally forgot his original identity.

Then, new "memory" emerged:

"I am... an astronaut in the Soviet Union, my body was burned... but I... can still fight."

While talking, a thick iron-gray spacesuit suddenly appeared outside his mummy body, protecting his mutilated body. The pain that had been burning nerves all the time disappeared at that moment.

The back of the spacesuit was painted with a bright red sickle and hammer pattern, and the horrible mummy face was exposed in the heavy shield of the helmet. While the old cowboy put on his new clothes, a purple square "door" suddenly opened on the street in front of him. And the words that mark his identity have also changed:

The original text "'Old Cowboy" Geqi, a hero-level NPC, not recruitable" disappeared, and replaced by a new name, which, together with new memories, erased his original identity:

"Crumbling Flame" Cardov, a hero-level NPC (leader-level), cannot be recruited.

"For the Soviets..." Cardov whispered.

——He sensed that he seemed to have forgotten something, but it didn't matter anymore. As a member of the Soviet superpower force, he is ready to be loyal to the country.

"You should start." A voice rang from his mind.

The leader-level NPC wearing a spacesuit suddenly became brisk, strode into the purple space door, and disappeared with that door.

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