Vault 32

Chapter 195 Helpless
The chandelier and the machine were turned off due to a power outage at the same time. This remote meeting, which was supposed to be counted in hours, only lasted less than ten minutes, and it had already dissipated due to the tense atmosphere.The dense and scattered footsteps have disappeared, and the entire conference room has returned to the deep darkness, but Liszt and the others under the conference table still have no sound, until after waiting for nearly half an hour, the thick tablecloth was covered. Open it, and Liszt's nimble body like a civet cat also quietly turned out, holding his own Winchester half-kneeling at the corner of the table, his eyes carefully scanning the surrounding situation.

Carl and the other two marines also slowly turned out. The same thin carpet on the ground also made their voices weak, but in this deep and dark conference room, they were still quite ear-piercing.But Liszt slowly took out the tactical flashlight behind him, and as the beam of light appeared in the conference room, he also stood up slowly, turned his head to look at the huge screen on the conference table, but held back his fists. Can't help but hold it tightly.

He heard the conversation just now, and it was almost quite clear, even the past that he didn't understand suddenly made his mind clear at this moment.The light of the tactical flashlight swept across the surrounding layout, which seemed to belong to the common indoor layout of Canadians, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help revealing a bit of ridicule: "Canadians? Soviets? Old Bunar, you guy , I really can’t believe it.”

When he was dispatched to the Anchorage defense line, he finally knew why Old Buhner's expression was a bit complicated, and why he also knew why Old Buhner's face was so embarrassing when he survived the investigation.He originally thought it was the reason for the annihilation of the other scouting troops, but judging from what he said now, he already understood it quite well.And he has also discovered that even if he went to the southern tip of Alaska to establish an outpost, and even went to the Admiralty Island to meet the deathclaw, and the mysterious Enclave officer behind it, he had clearly let him know everything.

"Captain Liszt, we... what should we do next?"

Carl also stood up following the light, the assault rifle in his hand was still pointing in the direction of the wooden door, and at the same time glanced at the back, looking vigilantly at the man with his hands behind his back, twisting and also crawling under the tablecloth. The Canadian young man who came out wanted to say something, but when he saw Liszt's embarrassing face, he frowned slightly, shut his mouth slowly, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "I think it's best to go back to our Go to the cave base."

"Let's go."

Liszt also nodded slowly, pointing the flashlight in his hand forward, and they also walked towards the wooden door.The Canadian young man looked hesitant, but seeing Liszt and the others walking forward, he hurriedly followed. After all, the impression he had of the four Americans was compared to those of the United States, which directly started the massacre. Armored units, much better to come.If he stayed here, once he was discovered, he might be sent to see God with an iron peanut.

The heavy wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the dark tunnel stairs were still here, but there were also many more collapsed bricks, stones and wood, which seemed to be brought down here by the collapse of the house outside.However, some people also tidied up, and they were able to walk on the bricks, stones and broken boards in front of them, and they made a small clicking sound when stepping on them.Liszt dexterously walked quickly on these broken bricks and wooden boards, and with his strong body, he stepped up to the hole in the basement three times and twice, carefully looking at the surrounding situation.

The group of Americans seemed to have escorted the Soviets away, and they did so quickly, without even covering the entrance to the basement that was supposed to be covered. Perhaps they thought that there was a cover from the Canadians and the Soviets. Change, or no change at all.In fact, this is indeed the case. With the old Buner's internal layout and the cover of the Soviets, the so-called security of Canada has already been penetrated like a sieve.

"This investigation is not ineffective, is it?"

Slowly letting out a breath, Liszt stood in the room where one wall had collapsed, stepped on the ruins and walked slowly upwards, at the same time turned his head to look at Karl and the others who also came out of the basement behind him, and someone in the corner of his eye It's complicated but a little sad.Slowly clenching his fist, he spat fiercely towards the side, as if talking to himself softly: "I thought, old Buner and I were still...friends."

"It's always like this between countries, let alone now?" Carl also walked over, and his eyes had already seen outside his ruins, the snow that had been crushed by the tracks and looked like a mess, and at the same time turned his head to look at the surrounding area that was getting more and more tattered When he got up from the house, his face became slightly serious.As an excellent graduate majoring in military affairs, although he did not have a deep understanding of the international situation, he could not help shrugging his shoulders to persuade Liszt according to the news from this world: "Sometimes life is always very helpless."

"Maybe, I really regard him as a friend."

Liszt also shook his head helplessly, feeling a certain disbelief about this so-called fate.However, he turned around and walked towards the young Canadian, stretched out his dagger and cut the ropes that bound him, handed the dagger to him at the same time, nodded lightly and said: "Let's go, strange Canadian, maybe We won't meet again in the future." After a pause, he looked at the astonishment and disbelief on the young Canadian's face, and nodded slightly: "You are not suitable for the frontline battlefield, I think You'd better go back to the military academy to study again."

"Then...then...then what do you mean...let me go? I really survived?"

A look of hope suddenly appeared on the young man's face. He stared at Liszt with wide eyes, and smiled in great surprise. He didn't even have time to put down the dagger that Liszt handed him, so he gestured vigorously in front of his chest. After a while, he nodded in extreme shock and surprise: "I will go back to the military academy, and I will propose to my father to continue studying seriously." But as he spoke, his expression changed slightly, and he still licked his lips. He whispered to Liszt: "I will not tell what happened today. I will only say that this town was destroyed by strange American troops before."

"Hopefully so."

Liszt also nodded, looked at the young man with a smile, and at the same time turned around and walked quickly towards the outside of the town.Carl and the three of them also followed quickly, leaving only the young man staring at Liszt with wide-eyed eyes, which were already full of excitement and gratitude.But Liszt still took out a cigarette from his chest, lit one for himself and threw it to Karl and the others behind him, slowly enjoying the exciting taste, and exhaled lightly: "Go back, this place is also Enough is enough."

And his eyes looked at the continuous mountains in the distance. The majestic Rocky Mountains seemed to be entrenched by giant dragons, but he couldn't help but took a deep breath of cool wind, and kept the cigarette in his hand on the ground. Heavy crushing, as if talking to himself: "Everything depends on yourself, doesn't it?"

(End of this chapter)