At this time, heavy footsteps came from outside, and they stopped at the door, and then there was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open roughly. Lucas smoked a cigarette, stroked the green stubble on his face with satisfaction, and walked in majestically. After seeing the situation in the room clearly, he was stunned, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.
"Want to fight?" William asked with narrowed eyes.
"I surrender." Lucas smiled wryly.
At such a close distance, he had no time to shoot. And in hand-to-hand combat, wouldn't it be easy and pleasant for William, who could even put Sophia in order, to deal with him? Besides, Husserl was still in William's hands, Lucas would never let Husserl get hurt.
"Close the door, disassemble all the guns, and sit down." William ordered, and Lucas followed suit. Lucas without a gun is just a rotten wolf with all his teeth pulled out. But there were no chairs in the room, and William didn't mean to let him go out to get them, so Lucas simply sat on the floor. He saw Husserl's bloody right hand and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.
"It seems that the highest figures in Roxelland are almost here, except for one Sophia." When talking about Sophia, William's voice was very calm, but the light in the depths of his pupils brightened slightly.
Such tiny details were also noticed by Lucas, and his two thick eyebrows knit together. He suddenly smelled blood in the room, and it was getting stronger and stronger. Husserl was bleeding, but it shouldn't be so bloody.
William saw Lucas' doubts and pointed to the wardrobe. Lucas stood up slowly and walked to the closet. He found that the carpet in front of the closet was wet. Lucas slowly grasped the handle, then yanked the closet door open.
Sure enough, there was a person hiding in the closet, and as the door opened, the person's body slid out of the closet feebly. His eyes were wide open, his face still had an expression of extreme fear before death, and his broken glasses hung on one ear.
"Rothstein!" Lucas whispered.
Husserl immediately understood why William could tell whether he was telling the truth or not. Except for the Dark Dragonriders, William actually knew everything else from the laboratory technical director Rothstein.
Looking at Rothstein's body, the fluffy flesh on Husserl's face jumped again. Rothstein was born short and wretched, timid and lustful by nature, and his character was worthless. But apart from these shortcomings, he is a true biochemical genius, completely capable of independently developing a complete fourth level ability. After obtaining a complete fifth-order ability formula from the Dark Dragonriders, Rothstein was still needed to crack the formula. If the cracking is successful, it means that Roxelland has since then possessed the technology to independently develop the fifth-order ability.
A hunter like William who grew up in the wilderness did not understand the value of Rothstein, but Husserl knew it very well. It can even be said that Sophia and her 500 soldiers combined are no match for Rothstein. Roxelland invested so much resources in the desolate northern branch, hoping to establish a secret biochemical center in this area where there were no strong enemies. As a result, all the hard work was easily destroyed by William.
Husserl burst into anger and roared: "You are challenging the entire Roxelland company!"
William gently moved the wine glass in his left hand with a movement that Husserl could not see clearly, and then pressed it down. This time Husserl's screams filled the room!
William crushed the ring finger and little finger of Husserl's right hand again. Lucas rushed forward, but under the gaze of William's calm blue eyes, he stopped the charge abruptly.
Husserl kept yelling, furious, and he didn't seem as frightened as before. It was a miracle that he didn't even pass out again.
Seeing Husserl's reaction, William suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. His smile always has a strange charm.
"I'm already challenging Roxelland." William said with a smile, "I know there is a huge force behind Laiknar that I can't afford to provoke, but I will kill him anyway. So don't use Roxelland to threaten me , I have never been threatened, especially this kind of threat that has no deterrent effect at all."
Lucas slowed down his movements, so as not to cause any misunderstanding from William, he took out a tube of hemostatic spray from the cabinet, and said, "Can you stop the bleeding for Husserl first? He is old, and he will die if he bleeds like this!"
William smiled and moved his glass away. The wine in the glass was still almost full, not much was spilled. Lucas held Husserl's trembling body and gave him simple pain relief, hemostasis and bandaging. A more thorough treatment requires surgery, and the Northern Division currently does not have the conditions for this kind of surgery, so they have to go back to the headquarters. It looked like Husserl couldn't keep those fingers.
The thick blood vessels in Lucas' neck kept throbbing, but he finally gave up all thoughts of violence. Slowing down his voice as much as possible, he asked, "What exactly do you want?"
William didn't answer his question directly, but smiled and said, "In most Revenant counting methods, a person is a person, and there will be no difference between people. But I know, you people The counting method in the heart is not like this. For those fighters outside, one person is one person. But when you look at yourself, or people of the same level as yourself, one person is equal to a hundred, maybe a thousand people. Specifically The number should only be known to you. So those fighters outside, if I kill a hundred or a thousand, you won’t be heartbroken. To let you really feel the pain and know that you have paid the price, just killing those fighters who serve as cannon fodder It's useless. I stayed here for a few days and thought that the most valuable person in your entire North Division should be the guy in the closet, so I killed him. Of course, I should have known before doing it. everything of."
Husserl and Lucas listened, and suddenly felt that the clothes were sticky, wet and cold, and it was indescribably uncomfortable to stick to the skin. Hunters as fierce as William are everywhere, but few can think like him.
"As for you, Mr. Husserl." William's voice was soft and pleasant, and his accent was so pure that there was no noise: "I can see that you are really in a high position and have a very high quality of life. I heard that in the old days, Only a few people can have such a life. For example, when I was very young, I worked hard all day just to change a glass of water you use to bathe. So I don’t kill you because you must Will remember today's pain so that in the future, when you make any decisions about me, you will be thoughtful. It's better than switching to someone who has no painful memories of me. You know, I don't like trouble."
"You yourself are the source of trouble." Husserl's face was terribly pale, but he pointed to the point.
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William smiled, not denying it. He looked at Lucas and asked, "Where is Sophia?"
Startled, Lucas said, "She's a child! Don't hurt her!"
"Many people died at the hands of that child." William's tone was calm, but there was an air of indifference.
Lucas glared at William, sighed suddenly after a while, and said dejectedly: "Whatever you want, just say it, but don't hurt Sophia. You should know... There is actually no promise between you."
William's blue eyes flickered, and he began to think. At this time, there were chaotic footsteps in the corridor. It seemed that Husserl's scream just now had finally alarmed the patrolling guards.
"Mr. Husserl, are you okay?!" The guards came from outside the door to inquire, and they dared not enter Husserl's room without confirming the situation.
"It's fine here! Everyone go back, and don't leave their posts without my order!" Lucas said loudly.
After drinking off the soldiers, William finally made a decision. "Show me a copy of your inventory of military equipment."
This time, Lucas called a lieutenant in and ordered him to do it, while he stayed within three meters of William. If it was beyond this distance, Lucas didn't know whether William would strike immediately.
However, the lieutenant was calm enough. After seeing the situation in the room clearly, he did not take any unnecessary actions, and went to deal with it after receiving the order.
The inventory of weapons and equipment in the Northern Division is astonishing both in terms of quality and quantity. It is obvious that Roxelland has made a big bet here. After careful selection, William did not choose the famous RF300A sniper rifle of the new era, but chose an improved Barrett anti-material sniper rifle from the old era. The improved Barrett is not as powerful as the RF300A in all aspects except that it is slightly more powerful. It can be said that this is a sniper rifle of the second generation. But the Barrett is much simpler, easier to repair, easier to obtain ammunition, and, perhaps, easier to modify. You must know that each bullet of RF300A costs 100 yuan, and it is almost impossible to buy it from settlements or small companies. After picking out a few composite armor pieces, a set of fine tools, two second-level potions, a pistol and the corresponding bullets, William expressed his satisfaction.
This night, Roxelland headquarters was in chaos. Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers guarded the key points, ready to rush in to rescue Husserl and Lucas at any time. Some other people were responsible for getting the equipment that William wanted. They originally planned to delay the time, but when the scheduled time came, Husserl's screams and Lucas' angry growls came from the room, so William asked for the equipment. was served immediately.
In the entire headquarters building, only the drunk Sophia slept soundly.
William took a brief look at the equipment, and casually pressed a bullet from the sniper magazine into Barrett's barrel. Without aiming at all, with a flick of his right hand, the muzzle of the gun jumped up immediately, and a tongue of flame spewed out towards the chest of the lieutenant who brought in the equipment!
A huge hole immediately appeared in the lieutenant's chest, and the huge kinetic energy of the anti-material bullet still had enough power to tear a big hole in the opposite wall.
William looked at the body of the lieutenant who fell to the ground in astonishment, and said flatly: "Remember to remove the tracker from the bullet next time."
The faces of Lucas and Husserl gradually turned pale, and they didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements. Any action at this time might attract a terrifying anti-material bullet. Any fool could feel the great anger beneath William's calm exterior.
William walked to the window, opened the window, looked at the slightly chilly night, and said flatly, "Tell Sophia, this time I smashed my pistol. If there is a next time, it will be her head." After speaking, William jumped out from the fifth floor with a full set of equipment.
The moment William's figure disappeared, Lucas suddenly felt that all the strength in his body disappeared without a trace, and he didn't even have any interest in going to the window to see if William fell to his death. Of course, it was impossible for William to fall to his death, nor could he be injured. After being stunned for a minute, Lucas came back to his senses, jumped up and shouted, "Doctor, doctor! Call the doctor! Damn it, where are the doctors!"
It wasn't until the sky returned to light that the hustle and bustle of the Roxelland headquarters building came to an end. When Sophia walked out of the room with eyes that were still somewhat blurred, she was immediately surprised by the number of heavily armed soldiers in the corridor. She grabbed someone at random and asked what happened. Facing her biggest boss and the idol of her dreams, that soldier would certainly not hide anything.
So Sophia, like most people in the company, knew that last night the hunter attacked the headquarters again. This time, the crazy but undoubtedly powerful hunter not only kidnapped Husserl and Lucas at one point, but also killed Husserl and Lucas. A lieutenant that Rothstein and Sophia likes most. The hunter was young and strangely attired, but what was most impressive was his eyes, which he had only the left. Although he hated the hunter deeply, the warrior still subconsciously said, those are really charming eyes.
The purpose of this hunter's attack on Roxelland was to loot a batch of weapons and equipment, a batch of valuable equipment, including the latest sniper rifles, expensive special bullets, newly researched composite armor pieces, and so on.
"General...General?" The young soldier looked at Sophia with dull eyes, suddenly felt inexplicable heartache and worry, and boldly called out a few times.
Sophia forced a smile, and waved the soldier away, while she walked onto the terrace, lit a cigarette, and stood against the wind.
"... just for a few guns?" Sophia lost even the strength to curse. She almost tried her best not to let herself cry, but a tear still flowed down tenaciously.
Sophia also has the experience of surviving in the wilderness. She knows that for people living in the wilderness, a good gun is actually more important than life. A good-looking little girl who has just grown up can only be replaced with an ordinary assault rifle. From that pistol, it could be seen that William was definitely not rich. Adding all his equipment together, he couldn't exchange for a piece of composite material armor. There was nothing wrong with William doing this, from the perspective of a hunter. Most of the time, the company robs people in the wilderness, and occasionally it is robbed by people. You always have to pay back when you come out to hang out. In this turbulent age, if you either eat people, you will be eaten by others.
However, Sophia still wanted to cry.
Sophia had never cried since the first murder at the age of ten.
Before getting into the car, Husserl glanced up at the headquarters building and happened to see Sophia. With his eyesight, he could also see that Sophia was a little out of control. Husserl glanced at Lucas again, and asked, "If you keep this from Sophia, you won't be afraid that she will find out one day in the future."
Lucas didn't look back, and said calmly: "I know, she will hate me then. But it's for her own good, they can't be together. William belongs to the wilderness, and she is no longer used to life in the wilderness, Roxelland is It's her home."
"Well, I'm too old to advise on the matter." Husserl shrugged and got into the sedan.
When the engine sounded, Husserl pressed the window and said to Lucas: "I still want to say, the relationship between you is really strange."
Lucas spit out the cigarette in one gulp, and said viciously, "Come on, old man! Be careful to be killed on the way!"
Husserl raised his tightly bandaged right hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, no matter what happens, it can't be worse than this."
From the beginning to the end, both of them deliberately avoided what choice Sophia would make between William and the Dark Dragonriders after knowing the truth. Perhaps they all believe that Sophia's choice must be the worst one.
Sophia was unaware of the conversation between the two men, only that the cigarette had run out. She flicked the cigarette butt off the seventh floor, turned and left the terrace. People who met on the road were surprised to find that Sophia's face was completely expressionless. In the past, Sophia was like a ball of fire, either happy or furious, almost everything was written on her face.
From this day on, Sophia began to train herself and the army crazily.
The sun has set, and it will soon be dark. The nocturnal rotten wolves wandering among the ruins of the wilderness have begun to roam in twos and threes. Although they are nocturnal animals, driven by hunger, they have to go out of the nest to forage in the most annoying light.
This is a very empty desert, except for a few sections of exposed roads and a lonely high-voltage power tower in the distance, there are almost no traces of human activities in the old era.
The nocturnal rotten wolves in the area turned their heads almost at the same time, and their sharp eyes caught a figure appearing on the horizon. It was a person, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow in front of him. He was wrapped in a thick cloak and carried a huge Barrett sniper rifle on his back.
The rotten wolves hesitated, not knowing whether to attack this person. From this person, the Night Walking Rot Wolf smelled danger, and also had a sense of the same kind. They lingered, running back and forth around this man, becoming more and more restless.
But this person was moving straight forward at an even speed, as if he hadn't noticed the dozens of wolves that had gathered around him at all.
The night finally fell, and some of the hungriest nocturnal rotten wolves finally couldn't help approaching this man, growling in a demonstrative low voice. Nocturnal rotting wolves are a bit different from the wolves of the old days, they are bigger, stronger and crazier. Nocturnal rotting wolves like to attack their prey from the front. Although this is easy to cause casualties, for nocturnal rotting wolves that reproduce too fast, seriously injured or dead ones are also food.
A nocturnal rotten wolf that was significantly larger than its kind began to stand in the path of this person, lowered its body, and prepared to pounce. The moment the rotten wolf jumped up to attack, the man suddenly raised his head slightly, and in the darkness under the cloak and hood, a faint red light shone.
The rotting wolf was startled, stopped the momentum of jumping up, then whimpered, clamped its tail, turned around and ran away! As soon as the alpha wolf escaped, the rest of the nocturnal rotten wolves also dispersed.
William looked around, but saw a vast darkness, and the menacing nocturnal rotten wolf who had come just now had escaped without a trace. He smiled, the red light in his left eye gradually faded, and the faint blue color returned, and he continued to move forward.
William likes rotten wolves and creatures in the wilderness, because they know how to be afraid and how to escape. And humans, the vast majority of humans, are often so fearless that they border on ignorance.
In the wilderness, dozens of bright lights pierced the deep darkness, and more than a dozen high-powered off-road vehicles rushed forward at a fearless speed, heading straight for the place where William, Laiknar, and O'Brien fought fiercely. Huge city ruins.
This ruined city has been marked as the Sunset City on the Dark Dragonriders map by the Roosevelt family's initiative.