Vault 32

Chapter 168

Standing in front of this group of Soviet experts, Liszt's face was also a little gloomy because of the previous call.Brows raised slightly, he glanced at the white-haired Soviet experts who looked embarrassed and arrogant, and asked calmly and indifferently: "Who can give me an explanation?"

The marines behind him had all M4A1 assault rifles in their arms, and their fingers were lightly on the trigger.They looked indifferently at the group of Soviets who had nothing to do with them, and the marines on the innermost side who were in charge of guarding had even inserted sharp bayonets into the slots under the muzzles of their guns.

Those Soviet experts who were originally aggressive were also frightened by Liszt's cold eyes and indifferent voice, and looked at the flickering bayonets around them, and couldn't help taking half a step back.However, the white-haired Soviet expert at the front raised his neck and took a step forward, as if he had a fearless spirit. He raised his chest and said loudly to Liszt: "Even if we are captives, According to the Geneva Convention, we must also enjoy due treatment!"

"That's right, we are all senior scientific researchers of the Soviet Union, not soldiers. You must also provide us with good food and water, as well as the minimum accommodation environment!"

Behind the Soviet expert, a fatter scientific researcher also stood up, helped the black thick framed eyes on the bridge of his nose, and with some kind of excitement on his ruddy face, he waved his short, fat hands, Liszt said loudly: "We are non-combatants, and we are not even counted as non-staff combat units. We can be said to be a group of civilians, and we are knowledgeable, high-level talents that any country begs us to join!"

"Senior talent?"

Slowly chewing what the fat researcher said, the smile on the corner of Liszt's mouth also brought some kind of sarcasm, and he turned his head to look at Brejewski who was standing in the corner beside him, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his voice. Very cold, especially when his eyes glanced at the graceful smile, but he put his hands on his thighs, and asked lightly, "Don't you have any responsibility?"

"Is it me? Mr. Liszt, even though I am a prisoner, I hope you will abide by the Geneva Convention."

Brejewski still had a smile on his face, but his eyes glanced at the M1911 semi-automatic pistol in the holster on Liszt's thigh. His eyes flickered a few times, but he shrugged slowly and frowned suspiciously. Said: "I can't order these scientific research experts, they don't belong to the same department as me." After a pause, he also shook his head helplessly: "In other words, their authority is actually much higher than mine. "

"Much taller than you? That's really fun."

Taking a deep breath, Liszt's eyes refocused on the arrogant fat man. It seemed that his patience with him was regarded as a kind of retreat. Instead, the fat man became more and more arrogant, and even caused the Soviet experts behind him to step forward. , They all looked angrily protesting.But Liszt's hand was slowly holding the handle of the gun holster, and the thumb had already gently slid the buckle of the holster, and his gaze was looking at the fat man in front of him, and his slightly narrowed eyes were also full of excitement. A bit cold: "Aren't you aware? As captives, I think you should also have the consciousness of captives."

The members of the Marine Corps behind him have also silently raised the M4A1 assault rifles in their hands, and the muzzles of the black holes have all been aimed at the more than 30 Soviets in the corner, with a cold face, Already full of indifference and killing intent towards them.

"But we must enjoy the treatment we deserve, you'd better contact your superior!"

But the fat man was still confident. He took a step forward and even surpassed the white-haired scientific research expert. He was only in his 40s and he also had his own inner pride, especially when many scientific researchers praised him for his youth and promise. At that time, his already swollen heart made him look up at Liszt and said louder: "If I were your superior, then I must...ah...you...you..."

"Bah—"

But before he finished speaking, the M1911 semi-automatic rifle in Liszt's hand instantly appeared in his palm, and he held it firmly. Without blinking, he pulled the trigger directly, and a crisp gunshot echoed in the cave.

Blood spattered everywhere, and the crisp gunshots were still ringing in my ears, but the Soviet experts and those officers in the corner had already stared at Liszt with wide-eyed eyes.At the same time, a shrill howl appeared in the cave, and the fat fat man fell limply to the ground, hugging his left leg and screaming loudly, between his fingers, there were streams of blood It was also oozing out, dyeing his plump white palms red.

But no one cares about this fat man, even those scientific research experts are faintly retreating towards the back, with a panic and uneasy expression on their faces, even the white-haired old man who was originally proud, has already appeared on his face. confidence.As senior scientific researchers who even the Cheka has to negotiate with them, they are now being pointed at by the Americans with guns, and they even dared to shoot and hurt one of their companions.

"They are just a group of civilians. According to the Geneva Convention, they are not even prisoners!"

Blejewski's eyes glanced at the thigh that the fat man was covering. Years of war experience had taught him that this was actually just a flesh-penetrating wound, not even a broken bone.But he looked up at Liszt, with some disbelief on his face. He took a deep breath and frowned: "Besides, they are talents that the United States Federation also wants. You will only end up doing this to yourself." It would cause trouble, and it would be too contrary to the spirit of humanity!”

"Are you satisfied with this?"

Slowly putting the pistol to his mouth, Liszt gently blew a puff of the gunpowder smoke that was still lingering at the muzzle of the gun, with a smile on his face, but there was no smile on his face.Looking down at the sound of the fat man still crying loudly, he couldn't help shaking his head slowly, the M1911 semi-automatic pistol in his hand was also raised, and he repeatedly pulled the trigger diagonally upwards, then The crisp gunshots immediately echoed in the cave, and he also said in a deep voice, "Is that enough?"

The series of bullets directly emptied the magazine of the M1911 semi-automatic pistol, and the small fragments of the cave wall could not stop falling down. On Liszt's indifferent face, he looked at the man in front of him who was curled up and lying on his back. The fat man finally stopped his ugly crying, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly turned up. He turned his head and said slowly to Brejewski: "What are you talking about? Humanitarianism? Geneva Convention?"

"Isn't... isn't it? I think we should be able to talk."

There was already a little panic on Brejewski's face. Liszt in front of him looked like a gambler who played cards unreasonably. Even the soldiers of the Marine Corps around him looked at him with the same cold face. They, pointing at the muzzle of the black hole, now feel that they have no confidence at all, because he can feel that if he makes any violent and dangerous actions, I am afraid that the more than 30 M4A1 assault rifles will really fire!
"You know, I want to laugh when you say these words."

But Liszt sneered at this. He looked at the panic on Brejewski's face in front of him, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the faint sarcasm was extremely obvious.Slowly withdraw the pistol's empty magazine, and he slowly pushed up the new magazine full of bullets. With the slight crisp sound of that click, Liszt's voice slowly appeared: "The United Nations It has fallen, and you are still talking about the Geneva Convention? Don't you think this is a ridiculous joke?"

The expressions of those Soviet experts and officers changed slightly. Even the fat man who was still lying on the ground with his thighs covered had turned his head and looked at Liszt in horror, especially the pistol in his hand, and his lips were trembling. But couldn't say anything.But Liszt looked at their appearance and snorted coldly in his nose, and the sarcasm in his tone became more and more intense: "But even when the United Nations was still there, did you really abide by the so-called Geneva Convention? "

"Don't be silly, we are not children, now it's an adult's game, this is war!"

Liszt's voice became louder, and his voice was also deep, showing the rage in his heart. His previous conversation with the senior Enclave official also made him seem to be venting it all on the Soviets in front of him. The M1911 in his hand also Pointing at each of them in front of him, his eyes did not hide his cold and murderous intent: "And you, do you really think that I will appreciate your scientific research level?" After a pause, he stared at Blige in front of him. Fsky warned almost word for word: "If you dare to do any trouble, I will kill you."

After he said these words, he turned around and walked outside, waving at the group of marines who had gathered, and Karl behind him also looked at his back, hesitated for a while but did not catch up, Instead, he gave a few words to the soldiers beside him, and asked them to bring some sleeping bags and throw them in front of the Soviets. At the same time, he also arranged for several people to set up guard posts on several floors. A simple prison was carved out of the cave.

PS: There are so few monthly tickets and so few recommended tickets. Dear friends, give me some strength, kneel down, can’t you restore the update... In other words, let’s stop doing micro-business, and code well...

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