"The traitor really is like this" His brows furrowed slightly, and Liszt felt a little relieved.
He slowly flicked the cigarette in his hand on the ashtray a few times, but a bit of gray-white ashes disappeared because of his slightly shaking fingers. fell on the table.
Liszt's brows became more and more frowned.
He lowered his head and leaned over carefully, gently blowing the cigarette ash to the side.
For a while, silence reappeared in the makeshift living room.
The Marine next to him brought coffee, and even though it was instant, it was still placed in front of Major Leslie and four other Anchorage elites.
The faint fragrance appeared in the smoke.
Major Leslie gently picked up the coffee and turned to look at the elite guard with a vigilant expression beside him.
He couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth.
He sighed softly and took a sip.
He took a sip of coffee and said helplessly: "Have we left Anchorage?
Do we have any choice now?"
The faces of the four elite Anchorage infantrymen were also a little sad.
They looked at each other, but they also saw the helplessness between them.
As if they had been appointed, they casually pulled out the chairs next to them and sat on them gently, looking at Major Leslie and Lister quietly, not caring about the navy outside the conference hall who was watching vigilantly.
A Marine is like a soldier who has lost his soul.
"The Anchorage Defense Line is finished.
As the garrison of the Anchorage Defense Line, it can be said that the establishment has been cancelled."
Major Leslie gently picked up the coffee and sipped it.
Even without turning his head and looking back, he could still tell the kind of decadence that seemed like he had lost all spiritual sustenance.
The most tragic thing for a unit is to be deorganized.
In fact, their Anchorage defense line has been reduced to nothing, and they have also lost their former glory.
And they understand all this very well.
This is also the soul they have lost, or the honor lost by a soldier.
But Major Leslie raised his head slightly, and the helplessness in his eyes became a little more curious.
He could detect Lister's calmness.
Even the incident with the Anchorage defense line and the old General Bunnar had not changed in any way.
This made him nod slightly thoughtfully, and the smile at the corner of his mouth could not help but show bitterness: "Major Lister, it turns out you already know."
After a pause, he put down the coffee cup in his hand, nodded lightly and said, "I am now Should we give up resistance or try hard to fight for it?”
"Well, of course I already knew that."
Liszt also had a bit of a wry smile on his face, shook his head slowly, reached out and crushed the menthol cigarette with only the butt in his hand into the ashtray in front of him.
He raised his head and looked at Major Leslie's quite calm face.
The smile on his lips was a little more sincere.
He gently put the ashtray aside.
He leaned back on the chair and nodded slowly: "I was there before.
I knew the secret weapon from the Anchorage line when I saw it on the battlefield."
The original version of power armor and the original version of super mutants were all weapons that appeared in the American Federation in the later period.
Lister could know that those dispatching these troops were not the Enclave organization from the United States.
In fact, the news he heard in that small town also pointed out the Anchorage defense troops who had these advanced and experimental weapons. , is the culprit who sent them.
Some people do not hope that Liszt can be driven into the Rocky Mountains like a nail, nor do they hope that a nail will detect any abnormal movements here.
The U.S. federal troops can also use this nail to deploy a large number of troops behind the nail.
As long as there is any sign of war, then this nail will be a sharp knife inserted deeply into the Canadian area, and the Soviets can be immediately And Canadians, destroyed by everything on the west coast.
"If this is the case, then my previous choice is still correct."
Major Leslie looked at Liszt's slightly bitter eyebrows, and the agitated heart in his heart gradually calmed down.
He slowly exhaled.
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He leaned forward gently and said to Liszt very solemnly.
Said: "The Anchorage defenses have been destroyed by General Bunnar.
Destroyed, the Soviet troops can penetrate the current loopholes in the defense line at almost any time.
We must return to the federal territory of the United States, otherwise the armored troops from the Soviet Union will follow the loopholes in the Anchorage defense line and rush through Canada.
Plains, direct attack on the mainland of the United States."
After a slight pause, Major Leslie took a deep breath and nodded seriously to Liszt: "This is definitely not a joke.
Maybe my words are a bit exaggerated, but during my investigation, the Bering Strait and the Alaska has already deployed more than 500,000 Soviet armored troops.
If the war begins, these 500,000 people will be the most terrifying first wave.
Even the elite of the U.S. federal domestic troops deployed on the Canadian border.
It couldn’t be stopped in the first place.”
"I understand, I understand, and I don't think it's an exaggeration."
Frowning his brows slightly, Liszt looked at the extremely serious look of Major Leslie in front of him, but the wry smile at the corner of his mouth was still revealed.
Gently reaching out and rubbing his eyebrows, he still leaned on the solid and reliable chair, and said with a tired look: "But have you discovered that in fact, this base and the United States are not the same as each other?
There is no connection at all with the American soldiers in this base."
"I don't understand what you mean, Major Lister."
Major Leslie frowned, and his serious face gradually became more gloomy.
His eyes swept over the Marines who were standing guard at the door.
He also scanned the markings on the chest and shoulders, which were similar but different from those of the United States Confederacy.
His brows furrowed even more: "But why, you and your soldiers are somewhat different from the United States Confederacy's markings?"
"Because I've been thinking about it for a long time, and some things still have to change."
Liszt nodded slowly, but recalled countless scenes in his mind.
He turned his head slightly and looked to the side.
He sighed softly and said: "The Soviet attack will definitely occur."
He picked up the coffee and sipped it slightly.
After taking a sip, he looked at Major Leslie in front of him with a bitter smile on his lips: "What you said is not an exaggeration, because more terrifying things will also happen, and I must have my own way to survive.
You see Yes, this is the current base.”
"Bang" A dull sound came instantly, and the entire cave base shook rapidly, just like a terrifying earthquake.
A large amount of gravel and soil slid downwards, and even some soft areas inside the base collapsed, but the dull sounds came from time to time.
The vibrations throughout the cave base are still continuing, and the red lights symbolizing warning have been turned on and flashing in various corners and walls.
There was a sound coming from the walkie-talkie on the chest of the Marine soldier next to him, but it was only Zrazilla's voice.
It seemed that someone was using the walkie-talkie to convey something, but it was immediately covered up by a noisy sound of electricity.
The surrounding Marines also ran over very quickly, panting and holding on to the door frame, and shouted in horror to Lister and everyone in the conference hall: "The war has broken out.
Our observation post found that in the direction of the mainland of the United States, it seemed to be flying.
There’s a mushroom cloud” "Did it finally break out?"
Liszt's hands suddenly clenched, and he stood up in an instant, waving his hand and saying without hesitation: "Enter the first level of war preparation, all passages will be immediately closed, the three defense systems will be activated immediately, and all caves will be under martial law."
As he said, Then he turned to look at the stunned Major Leslie, took a deep breath, and said meaningfully: "It seems that the nuclear war will break out much earlier than I thought." s: Now is the finale.
I had a deep chat with my wife for more than an hour last night.
When I started this book, I originally planned to write about it before and after the war, but when it comes to children, I really I can’t update it seriously.
Once the child starts crying, he has to change and wash the diaper.
Fathers may know that after changing the diaper and washing the diaper, it has been almost half an hour.
I have lost all my ideas.
Let’s continue writing.
Halfway through, I had to change diapers and wash them again, and there was nothing I could do about it.
I really want to say sorry to everyone.
Let this book end before the war.
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Thank you to the many readers who supported me.
I am really sorry here.
Having a child involves too much energy.
Maybe the child will be stable next month, and it will be easier for my mother to take care of the child at home, but instead of interrupting updates frequently, it would be better to end it as soon as possible.
Sorry everyone, I have disappointed people who like this book.
I would like to express my sincere apologies and my guilt here.
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