Heroic figures are very popular in the American Federation.
Once a hero appears beside them, the extremely rapid spread of public opinion will make this figure's reputation spread quickly.
Especially after experiencing two or three heroic events, this heroic figure will quickly spread to everyone's ears, and even become an object of admiration for some people.
Just like in the U.S. federal army, Lister's reputation is comparable to that of some senior commanders.
And when certain battlefield difficulties arise, Lister's reputation is enough to take over the middle-level command, and even directly order the grassroots troops to obey his command.
This will not cause resentment among the grassroots troops, but will instead raise unlimited hope.
The American federal pilot who originally had a look of impatience and deep suspicion on his face, when he heard Lister's name, subconsciously stopped the taunting words he was about to say, especially when he looked up and down at Lister's fully armed He suddenly nodded, took out his 1911 semi-automatic pistol, and asked hesitantly: "You are the guy who killed prisoners in the Mexican battlefield and was forced to retire by the military court."
"If you think I was, I was, but I don't think my approach was wrong at the time.
I made the right choice at the time."
With a slight snort in his nose, Liszt turned around and walked towards the dense forest.
When he heard the question from the American federal pilot behind him, his face twitched slightly.
He waved his hand to the scattered Marines around him, but he slowly stood still, turned around and said expressionlessly: "Time is running out, it's best to keep up."
Without paying any more attention to the pilot, Lister walked quickly towards the dense forest ahead, while the Marines around him also held weapons.
They carefully dispersed around and followed Liszt's figure carefully and dexterously.
Even if someone passed by the pilot, they didn't say anything, as if he didn't exist.
“Really” The pilot licked his lips and gritted his teeth as he watched them gradually walking towards the forest.
Swallowing the words he wanted to curse, his legs quickly followed their tails.
Looking at the figure of Liszt in front of him, he quickly caught up with him and said to him slightly out of breath: "My code name is period.
If you don't mind, I still hope to find the secret passage back to the American Federation as soon as possible."
"Period is such a strange name.
Does your family like mathematics?"
Moving forward quickly, Liszt didn't make many tactical moves, but his eyes scanned in front of him vigilantly.
Even when walking around, the ears sway slightly.
His body has been strengthened, his vision and hearing are extremely sharp, and coupled with his terrifying sixth sense, Liszt can faintly detect an enemy ambushing in front of him.
While reaching out to push aside the dense bushes in front of him, Lister turned to look at the pilot following closely behind him, but his face expressed ridicule at this obviously false code name: "As a pilot of the United States Federation, do you have any special tasks?"
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Even my own name cannot be exposed.”
The pilot who called himself Full Stop showed slight displeasure on his face, but he also restrained himself from getting angry.
I don’t know whether it was because he was intimidated by Liszt’s reputation or because he was trapped in this strange primitive forest, but he coughed lightly and reminded Liszt in a soft voice: "Mr.
Liszt, I think you have also been a We have served in elite troops, and some of our tasks cannot be inquired about casually.”
"Oh.
Of course, special mission."
Nodding, Liszt continued to move forward without a care.
To be honest, this pilot named Full Stop had nothing to do with him.
If not look at the United States Federation.
If he had even cared about this country where he had lived for more than twenty years, he would have ordered everyone to hide it to avoid being discovered by the Soviets or Canadians.
A fighter jet invaded one's own airspace and was shot down and exploded.
The pilot parachuted to escape.
This is simply the most suspenseful plot in a movie.
According to the routine in the movie, or the normal exploration method, a large number of light infantry are sent to search the area, and a large number of helicopters are dispatched to patrol continuously to assist the ground infantry in the search.
"Wait, be quiet" But while they were still marching, Lister instantly raised his left hand, and at the same time, his Winchester shotgun was already tucked under the armpit of his right arm.
Frowning slightly, Liszt slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.
After more than ten seconds, a helicopter roared through the air at the top of the tree canopy.
Just looking at the direction of the flight, it was the full stop helicopter next to him.
The virgin forest where the division parachuted The huge light blue parachute is still hanging on the canopy of the tree, and you can see this sudden color at a glance from the sky.
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And this parachute is like a conspicuous reference object.
As long as an area is drawn based on the parachute as the center, the huge number of Canadians or Soviets will probably be able to firmly block this mountain range, even if it is a fly.
Not even one can fly out.
As an elite pilot in the United States Federation, he can be called a top pilot, and he also understands this truth.
Especially when he looked at the Soviet Mi-24 Hind armed transport helicopter flying over, his expression suddenly changed.
He followed a few steps closer and said hurriedly behind Liszt: "No kidding, I really have to get back as soon as possible." to the United States" "No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm not joking with you."
Liszt, who was walking in front, had already seen the entrance to the cave and felt a little calmer in his heart.
However, he turned to look at the period behind him, with a faint sarcasm on his face: "I came here for some reason.
"I rescued some American soldiers who were captured by the Soviets.
If you think I'm performing special operations in this area, you may be overthinking it."
Standing still slowly, Liszt looked up at the entrance of the cave that had been bombarded by rockets.
There was still a burning ashes around it.
A faint smell of burnt smell also came from his nose, and his tone also sounded a little...
Xiao Suo just said lightly: "This is our camp, a dirty bat cave."
Liszt's brows frowned slightly, but the Winchester in his hand was pointed at the depths of the dense jungle behind him, and he slowly licked his lips.
Although his words had not yet completely fallen, his tone had already begun.
A bit serious: "Our luck is really not very good, those Soviet soldiers have already arrived":