Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

For many infected people who were not deeply ill, the doctor changed their lives, and for Laplande, the doctor dragged her back from the hands of death, smashed her curse and shackles, subverted her world, and let She choked fate by the throat.

And after everything was over, he gave her the most ordinary care and warmth that was once out of reach.

"Maybe I can't change your past and lost people or things, but if you want to have a new life, I have paved the way for you in the future."

Doing this kind of thing to a lowly Syracuse killer who can be discarded at any time, even with the power of a doctor, must be a painstaking and troublesome thing, but at that time Laplande was silent like other operators, and like other operators Members also declined the doctor's proposal.

"The only imperfection is perfection itself."

Looking at the doctor in front of him, Laplande shook his ears and lowered his gaze.

"what happened?"

"I'm fine, doctor." Laplande stretched out his hand, gently grabbed the corner of the doctor's clothes, and shook his head. "If one day I become a lone wolf abandoned by the doctor, then only death will be my destination, so—"

Laplande had her usual smile, and her beautiful eyes were full of deep and warm feelings.

"When the doctor decides to leave me, please kill me with your own hands."

The doctor's movements stopped, he glanced at the starry sky outside the window, then shook his head slightly, and showed a smile that would make all women intoxicated.

"Not even death will separate us, Laplande."

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Chapter 11

In the corridor of the apartment, the team leader lightly dropped the cigarette in his hand and stomped it out on the ground with his tactical boots.

Then he looked at Sarkaz's deputy, who was covered in a black robe with only a pair of horns exposed, and saw a long knife with a long handle in his hand leaning on the ground, and the blade shone slightly in the dark corridor.

"Is Miss Helen safe?"

"The safe house has been built. Miss Helen is safe. The subsequent evacuation route has been planned. The nearby Whale Song support team will arrive within an hour."

The deputy reported in a deep voice.

"That is to say, we will be alone and helpless in the next hour?" The team leader glanced at the dark neighborhood in the distance, and sighed, "It seems that Colombia is not as safe as Ursas, at least no one dares There's trouble in the street, and it's targeting a presidential candidate."

"It's better to say that Miss Helen was attacked just because she was a presidential candidate." The deputy said calmly, "As far as I am concerned, regardless of her own intentions, since they decided to challenge Rhodes Island, they need to do a good job. Awareness to pay the price."

"Well, there is still some time anyway, so don't be too nervous."

As a Sakota native who has been on missions for many years, the team leader, who should be more rigorous, seems to be more relaxed than the deputy with a rigorous personality.

"Unfortunately, we don't have much time left."

"It's okay, anyway, once or twice, I'm used to it." The team leader lowered his head to check the ammunition on his body, and said nonchalantly, "Compared with those rangers who often smash into the center of the enemy's formation and tear apart the formation, our job is already very simple , protect Miss Helen, let her become the president, and clean up those blind guys."

"I don't care." The deputy said coldly, "Although this time I have gained a lot of insight, since we can't use loopholes in the law to make our opponents lose their competitiveness, we should use violent means to eliminate competitors. Colombians are indeed realists. "

"You can't say that. After all, there are many people born in Colombia in Rhodes Island. The main reason is that the foundation here has rotted." Mingming just stubbed out a cigarette, and the team leader lit another one, said leisurely. , "Anyway, it's just right, it's fair and just, everyone competes 'on the same stage', and when they go back, they can talk to those guys in the local army. At least they once protected the president of Colombia. Anyway, promotion and salary increase are inevitable."

"If Miss Helen can indeed become the president."

"This is inevitable, although I don't know the specific process." The team leader said flatly, "As long as the doctor thinks, there is nothing he can't do."

"After all, the doctor is kind to Rutland and Kazdel, as well as to us. As a subordinate, he did give me something similar to an ideal, a thing that was very luxurious in the past."

As if hearing some kind of sound, the deputy slowly raised the long knife, watched as the group leader extinguished the cigarette he had just lit, and opened the safety part of the mechanical gun in his arms.

Before leaving Colombia, the doctor provided a security force for Helen, who announced her participation in the Colombian presidential election, because unlike other candidates with the support of the plutocrats, she had almost no support, but even so, it still failed to stop the other plutocrats and The flagrant hostility of the powerful.

After the attack at the legal level failed, the dignitaries decided to prevent Helen from participating in the Colombian presidential election through an 'accidental riot' as before.

The battle between the thugs and the security forces had already started in the morning. However, before the main force arrived, the gang thugs only tentatively launched an attack, and the guards used this time to strengthen the line of defense.

At this time, the area around Helen's apartment had been cleared, blood was everywhere on the street, the iron gate of the courtyard of the fifth-floor apartment was blocked with obstacles, the corridors were piled up with various furniture sheets, and the whole apartment was almost turned into a small bunker.

When the team leader and deputy climbed to the second floor, they saw densely packed helmets and shields on the street in the distance, and thugs armed with clubs and machetes were approaching the apartment aggressively.

"--That's it?"

The group leader looked at the commotion and terrifying howls in the distance, and the sound of iron clashing, but his tone was somewhat disdainful.

"I'm sure there is no integration movement, it should be the thugs in the two nearby blocks." The deputy moved his eyes from the team members who were carrying crossbows and reloading to the distant block, "It's not their fault, after all, we only have 50 people, and they The number of people may be more than ten times that of ours."

"Almost three hours have passed since the fight started in the morning. Why haven't you seen anyone from the Inspectorate yet?"

As if thinking of something interesting, the team leader meaningfully mentioned an organization that seemed to be a non-existent organization, but the deputy didn't respond, which was expected anyway.

Without any extra preparations, when a crossbow arrow shot from a distance passed the leader's ear and was nailed to the sandbag behind him, the battle broke out.

After approaching the apartment, I saw those thugs carrying heavy shields and wearing armor began to hit the sealed iron door of the apartment with brute force and hammers, while some thugs with crossbows relied on nearby houses and signboard light boxes to start Intensive long-range shooting was launched on the guards scattered in the open corridor.

The sound of arrows piercing through the air surrounded the apartment, the shouts of shouts and the sound of thugs wearing heavy armor and carrying heavy shields banging on the door made the area around the apartment almost a battlefield.

The thugs launched attacks in the urban area with impunity, but the local inspectorate has not yet arrived.