The teeth that filled the period of "you" were clenched tightly.
He looked at Liszt's expression of contempt in front of him, and his back molars seemed to be broken.
The hardness of the 1911 pistol was already in contact, and if he wanted to, he could complete the firing action in less than half a second.
In his mind, he also added the beauty of how he pushed the corpse off the cliff in front of him, watched the corpse fall heavily for more than thirty meters, and finally bloomed a flower of death in the snow.
But his hand trembled slightly, but he let go of the pistol he was holding tightly, and slowly pulled it back and placed it on his chest.
Feeling the violently beating fear, he still closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.
Continue any action.
"I am an elite of the Enclave and a true citizen of the United States.
How can I be buried with people like them?"
He knew that even if he could kill this guy, it would be of no use.
Because there are more than a hundred soldiers stationed in the cave tunnel on this cliff.
Once his gunfire awakens these heavily armed terrorist guys, he will turn into a pile of rotten meat to pay for Liszt's life.
In his opinion, this is not worth it.
It's really not worth it, because when he put his hand on the pistol at his waist, Liszt's whole body was already in a state of war.
I'm afraid that the pistol would be destroyed by his ferocious power if he couldn't take out the holster.
Shake open.
For Liszt, who had strengthened his body, he didn't even need a second to crush the full stop's throat bone, and then threw the adult's body to the bottom of the cliff, more than thirty meters away.
It fell into a splatter of rotten flesh.
There is no doubt about it.
Lister did this with ability.
But he also temporarily stopped acting because of the cowardice of this period.
He tilted his head slightly.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Enclave pilot who closed his eyes as if he was cursing something in his heart.
The ridicule and disdain on his lips became more and more obvious.
"I apologize if he has caused any operational inconvenience to you, Lieutenant Lister."
In the communication device, the Enclave commander seemed to be silent for a long time, almost more than ten seconds.
He spoke slowly, with a hint of apology in his tone, but he still said softly: "But Lieutenant Lister, I hope you can do everything possible to ensure his safety.
In the name of the United States Federation, I hope you can treat him as Treat it like a mission.”
"In the name of the United States Federation, this name really makes me want to suffocate."
Slowly pressing the communication device in his hand, Liszt looked far away.
He looked at the continuous Rocky Mountains, majestic as if they were the real masters of this earth.
The cold wind blew snowflakes on his face.
Liszt also let out a faint laugh, but there was no smile in his words: "Tomorrow is the first day of 2060.
But what should I do?"
There was a certain dissatisfaction in Liszt's tone.
He seemed to be a guy who was in a desperate situation and gradually became crazy.
His voice also had the fearlessness of a doomsday fanatic: "If we don't have extra food, then what else can we do?"
In less than half a month, we will be in a situation without food, and our ammunition is already seriously low.
The continuous combat time cannot even last half an hour.
What ability do you want me to have now?"
The Enclave's voice in the communication device did not answer.
Only a slight noise showed that the contact between the two parties was still continuing, but Liszt did not continue to answer.
Although his tone was hysterical, his face was calm, even the corner of his mouth.
There was also a slight sarcasm, because the problem he mentioned was not a problem at all to him.
But according to ordinary people's thinking, we can confirm Lister's statement, because there is no golden finger in this world that can create supplies out of thin air.
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They already know the mountain range where Lister is located, but they still have no way to carry out large-scale material transportation, because in the real world, they want to transport materials for the survival and combat of hundreds of people to neighboring countries, especially the relationship Extremely bad neighbor, that is almost impossible But after waiting for about three to five minutes, the Enclave's voice sounded again in the communication device, but the person speaking inside was changed, sounding more mature and authoritative.
And his voice also carried an order that could not be refused, and it was as plain as the coldest stone in Alaska: "We will try our best to arrange for agents hidden in Canada to contact you, but I hope you can guarantee the safety of the pilot. " "Safe as long as he doesn't go crazy, it's safe here."
Nodding slowly, Liszt's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the pilot behind him.
His tone gradually became calmer as much as possible, and he said slowly: "You have to know, I saved more than a hundred people."
The Marine Corps soldiers also led them to attack a Soviet material warehouse and seized some weapons and equipment, so they barely survived here. " "Lieutenant Colonel Lister, we have seen your dedication, and when your mission is completed, we will think that you can serve as a colonel and gain recognition within the Enclave."
In the communication device, the voice that was obviously that of Ankere's senior management also sounded, and his tone was still authoritative and unacceptable, as if the decision-making power was in his hands.
In fact, the decision-making power was indeed in his hands, but he did not have any good impression of Liszt's almost crazy appearance, but his tone did not show any signs of it, and he still said calmly: "Our call time cannot be Too long, otherwise our signal will be captured by the Soviets, but Lieutenant Colonel List, I hope you understand what we expect of you."
As soon as his voice fell, the communication was interrupted, and only the sizzling sound continued.
But Liszt's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
He turned his head and looked behind him at the man who was still clinging to the rock wall, covering his hands with resentment as he stared at him.
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