Vault 32

Chapter 174 Assassination
With a cautious look on his face, the Canadian glanced around from the corner of his eyes and looked at the group of Marines with a deep sense of distrust in his eyes.It seemed that his years of lurking as a spy had given him a vigilant heart. Even though the soldiers around him were obviously Americans, he still whispered vigilantly: "Mr. Lister, maybe we should find a quieter place alone. Let's talk in detail."

"It's an honour."

Nodding slightly, Liszt didn't say anything in particular about the vigilant appearance of this Canadian. These spies lurking in the enemy's army are always vigilant and cautious, and he also doesn't want this Canadian Ray's spy and knows some of his secrets.Turning his head and looking at the tunnel next to him, Liszt made a gesture of invitation, and at the same time smiled at him: "If you don't mind, I can lead the way, but I don't know how to call you?"

Lister walked forward first, and at the same time gestured to the surrounding Marines, telling the group of soldiers with extremely vigilant eyes to disperse.The Canadian immediately followed suit, scanning the vents and lighting lights that had been built. His eyes were filled with horror. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "You can call me Oliver." .”

"Mr. Oliver? Well, let's call you that."

With a little playfulness in his eyes, Liszt walked in front, and the narrow tunnel curved upwards. Although the boys of the Marine Corps had dug out layers of steps with pickaxes, it was still inconvenient to walk.Stretching out his hand lightly, Liszt turned on the button on the wall next to him, and with the crisp sound, lights appeared in the tunnel, dispelling the originally solidified darkness.

The Canadian named Oliver's eyes widened slightly, and he looked in disbelief at the lights that had been installed on the rock wall on one side of the tunnel every ten meters.But before he could ask, Liszt, who was walking in front, seemed to understand. He nodded with a smile and said: "This is the lighting system that was just installed three days ago. Although it has not been carefully debugged, at least it is Lighting can still be solved.”

"Mr. Liszt, here... is this really the cave you discovered by accident?"

Oliver's expression was extremely shocked, and he also had doubts about the previous information. He looked up at Liszt, and his eyebrows became a little more apprehensive.Even though he was walking forward, he still quickened his pace, and he was less than half a meter away from Liszt. His hands clenched his sleeves subconsciously, and pieces of hard objects appeared in his hands. But there was still a little surprise in his words, and he asked softly: "The information given to the Canadians by the Soviets shows that you and a small number of troops were forced into this accidentally discovered cave by armed helicopters."

"That's right, well, this cave was discovered by accident. Without even the slightest mental preparation, we encountered the Soviet armed helicopters. We didn't even have anti-aircraft missiles at that time."

Nodding slightly, Liszt seemed to have noticed nothing and still walked towards the top of the tunnel. The place where the two of them were going was also the opening of the cave on the cliff.Waves of cool wind were blowing in in front of him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air. The playfulness in his tone had completely disappeared, but in his eyes as he looked at the tunnel in front of him , but still with a deep sense of ridicule: "It should still be autumn at that time. You know, a group of light infantry faces armed helicopters and has no place to hide. It is really difficult to survive."

The lights in the tunnel have become a little dim, and they have walked upward along the winding tunnel for a distance of nearly a hundred meters.Rows of lines are neatly arranged above the rock wall of the tunnel, but the lighting placed every few meters cannot fully illuminate the slightly curved tunnel.The two of them walked forward slowly, but Oliver's expression became a little uncertain with the dim light.

The fine pieces of hardness in the cuffs of his cuffs have been clearly explored in his fingers. As he moves forward, almost after every step, his nimble fingers have already pieced together the fine pieces of hardness in the cuffs. Together.It was about twenty centimeters, but Oliver's fingers did not dare to touch the hard front end directly. He knew that it was a sharp blade of about one centimeter, and it had also been coated with his favorite neurotoxin.

"I have to admit, Mr. Lister, your ability is really too powerful. Even though I have checked your information in the file, I still admire it now. Your ability in adversity is the strongest in the entire American Federation. of."

Oliver opened his mouth slowly, his tone seemed to be filled with admiration, but the slight shaking of his fingers made the object about [-] centimeters pierced the cuff with the sharp blade and appeared on his finger among.It was like a spliced ​​steel ruler one finger wide, but the front part of the triangle had been polished extremely sharp, and the slight blue light shone dangerously with the dim lights around it.Oliver's pace also subconsciously quickened a lot, and he looked at the light that gradually appeared in front of him, dragging his shadow to the end, so that he would not be noticed by the front, and what was revealed in his eyes was extremely ferocious, he He stepped forward, but he also said in pretended admiration: "You are a hero."

"Heroes? Oh, God, that's a great word."

There was a slight chuckle in the nasal cavity. Liszt still walked forward as if he didn't know anything. At the same time, he reached into his arms and took out a pack of cigarettes. He slowly lit one for himself and looked at the person who appeared in front of him. The light cast his shadow behind him, but a mockery appeared in the corner of his mouth. He took a deep breath of the cigarette, and his ears were already far away from the pace behind him that seemed to have inadvertently accelerated, but his mouth slowly He mocked: "Do you want to assassinate the hero?"

He paused slightly, opened his hands and leaned towards the side of the rock wall. A fierce wind sound appeared behind his head, but Liszt exhaled a puff of smoke indifferently, and the data stream flashed quickly in his eyes. A spliced ​​pointed steel ruler by the side of his neck also pierced in an instant, but he stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the artery in that wrist, and his whole body also carried the person behind him, and hit the rock wall heavily. It made a dull impact like a siege cone!

(End of this chapter)