Vault 32

Chapter 149 Canadian Secret Service

This area of ​​the remaining mountains of the Rocky Mountains can already be called the occupied area of ​​Lister, especially when he led the soldiers of the Marine Corps into the cave and transformed it into a permanent underground fortification. Since then, this area has also been declared officially separated from Canadian territory and Soviet control.

You must know that during these two months, Liszt led his troops, using the complex mountains and virgin forests, to cause great casualties to the group of Soviets and Canadians.And this is why this area already belongs to his occupied area, otherwise the group of Soviets and Canadians would not have kindly given up their territory.

But now that Liszt heard that there were only [-] Canadian troops, instead of feeling rigorous and dignified, the first reaction in his mind was that it was ridiculous.He shook his head slowly, turned his head towards Carl and shrugged: "Do they think our supplies can no longer be maintained?"

"This should be a test for us."

Karl nodded gently, with a relaxed smile on his face.Looking at the Marine Corps members throwing pickaxes and sandbags next to him, he touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, and said to Liszt with some embarrassment: "Based on the supplies we consume every day, compared with the situation of the same troops , In fact, we can't last until now."

Not only can't last this time, Karl is also quite clear in his heart that if they are really ordinary troops, they may have reached the end of their rope by now.Not to mention the bullets, it is estimated that even the food has been exhausted. In this cold mountainous area, they are shivering from the cold. No matter who appears in front of them, they have lost their fighting spirit and can only choose to surrender.

With a slight smile on his lips, Lister could imagine the thoughts of those Soviets or Canadians studying logistics.Because according to conventional troops, who can have a golden finger and exchange it for brand-new winter combat uniforms, ammunition boxes or delicious food in the void?
Liszt patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and there was a bit of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.Glancing at the soldiers who were fully armed, he waved lightly towards the front, and walked towards the tunnel of the No. [-] cave first, and at the same time said lightly: "Maybe they think we have been frozen. Trembling, kneel down and beg for surrender immediately when you see them?"

"What a joke."

There was basically no need to ease his relationship with the Soviets.The so-called international laws and treaties cannot allow him to enjoy any kind treatment.What's more, in this world where even the United Nations has announced its collapse, naked entanglement of interests is the only conversation between countries. As an abandoned son of the country, or a shadow wandering outside the country, the final result may not be better. Where to go, and Liszt would rather die in battle than surrender at all.

What's more, even in the days when the United Nations was still there, the classic Geneva Conventions were only a fig leaf to block people's sight in terms of human nature and morality.Based on Liszt's own behavior of killing prisoners on the Mexican battlefield, if it is really viewed according to the Geneva Convention, it may also be a crime against humanity and sentenced to death.

"how is the situation?"

Liszt came to Cave No. [-]. A raised boulder gap was the entrance to the cave. From the outside, it looked quite secretive. Some of the gaps were even blocked by heavy snow. It looked like an ordinary rock wall. the difference.He looked at the dozen Marines stationed at the entrance, walked over and frowned slightly: "Did you notice anything unusual?"

"No abnormal situation, everything is under control."

In the corner of the tunnel, a Marine Corps captain slowly raised his hand as an OK gesture.But his other hand was still holding the military binoculars in his hand, carefully scanning the continuous white world outside, and said without raising his head: "At twelve o'clock, twenty Canadians, standard light infantry dress up."

His observations were extremely careful, even the mountains and hills in the distance were carefully checked. Because the temperature here is relatively cold, he also slowly exhaled a stream of white mist. After finally confirming the target, he slowly The ground said: "No heavy firepower or helicopter support was found. The initial estimate is the reconnaissance force."

"Scout troop?"

Liszt reached out to take the telescope handed over by the team leader. He also half-kneeled in the corner of the crevice of this boulder, and through the hidden gap of about half a meter, he also saw more than [-] black shadows about a kilometer away. .However, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious. Feeling the faint cold wind blowing, Liszt couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "I feel sorry for them."

In his eyes, more than 20 Canadian infantrymen were struggling to move forward in the white snow field in the distance.After more than a month of heavy snowfall, the snowfall in this mountain area was almost half a meter thick, and almost covered the thighs of these Canadian soldiers, making them walk like wobbly penguins.

The marines next to them have also set up the M2HB Browning heavy machine gun, opened the tripod and pointed the muzzle of the black hole directly at the gap in the boulder, and the sighting eyes have been firmly aligned with the more than 1000 meters snow outside.As long as Liszt's order starts, the firepower of this heavy machine gun will flood the Canadians who have nowhere to hide in an instant.

"Wait, maybe we should move closer."

Lister's eyes narrowed slightly, and the military binoculars in his hand were also fixed on the twenty Canadians, watching them reluctantly moving forward in the snow, but his left hand was slightly raised to indicate waiting.Licking the corner of his mouth slowly, he looked at the maple leaf flag on the Canadian's chest, but something seemed to come to his mind, and he frowned slightly and said, "Don't shoot yet."

Reaching out his hand to look in his pocket, Liszt also had the small and rough Enclave communicator in his hand.Looking at the closed display screen above, Liszt subconsciously glanced at the twenty Canadians walking in the snow, but frowned tightly, as if talking to himself. : "Canadian agents in the Enclave?"

PS: Two updates today, I don’t know what’s wrong, I’m in a bad mood... I’ve been feeling depressed all day, and I’m just sulking. I sit in front of the computer desk and don’t know what to think. Is it the uncle I see every month?I am also helpless...

(End of this chapter)