Integra remembered that the man in front of her was the first outsider she met when she took over as a young child.
Compared to others, the Perwood in front of her made her feel closer.
Many times, the somewhat weak and fat man in front of her helped her deal with the aftermath of troubles. Integra still couldn't completely ignore Perwood.
"This is the dispatch center. What if some command repelled the vampire attack and sought the next step?
What if there are any important results that need to be conveyed? This place cannot be left alone."
Perwood finally calmed down a bit, but his slightly trembling body still showed his fear.
When he spoke, his voice was always trembling, even staccato, but no one would question his determination.
The dispatch center is an important place, so Perwood, an important person, is arranged to stay here.
He is already one of the few people who can be trusted.
"Qing Haixin, everyone has something to do. You should go where you should be. Leave this place to me. I will not let vampires use the dispatching system here to deliver messages."
Perwood's forehead was once again covered with dense beads of sweat, but his eyes were particularly determined, and even his trembling body gradually began to subside.
"Sir Perwood, you are not incompetent."
Integra did not look directly into Perwood's eyes. She turned around and said this.
The vampires will not give up their attack on this strategic location. If they stay here, the outcome is already doomed.
Although Perwood had practiced swordsmanship, he had never been a brave and skilled person.
Facing the vampire's attack, he could only die holding the equipment here.
Integra said nothing more.
Just like Perwood said, there are places that need her more now.
The reserve force, led by Silas, needed her leadership.
As for Perwood, Helsing no longer had any energy left to protect him.
"Walter, let's go!"
After Integra called Walter, he left the scene without looking back.
After her figure disappeared, only a faint voice of "Don't die." could be heard.
Integra has left this place, and the next step is the work between Perwood and these messengers.
"You can evacuate. It's enough for me to be alone in this place."
Perwood clasped his hands together tightly, and his voice was a little weak, but it was enough for those present to hear clearly.
Perwood knew exactly what this place was about to face, so he didn't want those soldiers to die with him.
He needs to fulfill his responsibilities because he is an important member of this country. This is his dignity and persistence.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You don't know how to use the equipment chief here."
The soldier sitting in front of the equipment not far away laughed and said.
How can humans bow to monsters?
"Yes, this place is where we are needed, and we have no reason to leave."
"I am now continuing to try to contact other headquarters to see if there is any place that can bring good news."
"I'll bring all the bombs that can be detonated. Even if I die, I will take those bastards with me!"
The soldiers ignored the dangers that had occurred before and continued to work intensively.
The few guards began to carry explosives, and everyone left in this place was already determined to die.
Perwood on one side was still sitting upright at the table, but now his body was no longer trembling.
Silence has become a kind of power at this time, like coke that cannot see the flame but is still burning.
He calmly took the detonator handed to him by the soldier and sat quietly at the table looking at the map.
London is the center of the country, and Perwood wanted to take a good look at the whole city.
Not long after, fierce gunshots could be heard in this underground place, as well as the sound of thick military boots stepping on blood.
Perwood probably understood what was happening outside. It would only be the fighting between M11 support and the newly arrived enemy.
Everyone present knew that when the sound came from the other side of the door, it would be the moment that determined their life or death.
The soldiers had already left their posts, took out their self-defense firearms and were ready for battle.
The weapons in their hands have been initially modified. Although they can hurt the vampire soldiers of the Third Reich, they have no effect on the double-modified monsters in the final brigade.
"Guys! It's been an honor working with you all!"
Perwood had already grasped the detonator tightly in his hand. As long as the guys who broke through the obstacles and rushed in were those vampire bastards, he would blow this place up to the sky without hesitation.
But the person who came in was not the enemy he thought.
With a coaxing sound, the door blocked by various obstacles was knocked open by a vampire soldier who had been smashed into a pulp.
As the passage opened, everyone present saw the figure holding a huge war blade in his hand.
"It's really troublesome. Why is there a dispatch center under the Elizabeth Tower?"
Luke's voice came to mind at the right moment, and then he kicked the vampire blocking the way, smashed the barrier on one side, and walked into this place.
While Luke and Jessica were sightseeing at the Elizabeth Tower, the last group launched an attack.
By the time they figured out who the enemy was, the M11s who came for support had already died at the hands of vampire soldiers.
Even corpses became food for those monsters.
Finally, the soldier who was still breathing told Luke about the dispatch center, so Luke and Jessica came.
They killed all the vampires along the way and appeared in this place.
"Luke, why do you care about that? Just go kill those disgusting vampires!"
Jessica also walked in following the passage opened by Luke.
She shook her hair irritably. Her hair was stained with the enemy's blood. This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Hello, Mr. Perwood, we met in Helsing."
After Jessica saw the dull-looking Perwood, she immediately spoke with a gentle smile, and then patted Luke on the shoulder.
"Although we don't know what arrangements you have, there is no problem in protecting your safety."
Jessica wiped the tomahawk on Luke's body by the way and said casually.
"You can complete your duties, but now you can put down the detonator. You will be safe until we die."
Luke laughed and said.
"Luke, you're better suited to protecting others, so I'll go up there and chop those disgusting things. The stench makes the perfume I sprayed today a complete waste."
Jessica waved to Perwood, who was still dazed, and then turned to leave the scene.
"Jessica, take this!"
Luke took out the interstellar battle helmet from his backpack and threw it to Jessica.
Jessica's body is not as hard as his, so some protective gear can still play a big role.
"Luke, see you tonight!"
Jessica took the helmet and put it on her head casually. The bottom of the helmet didn't even tuck in the long hair.
"Look at St. Paul's Cathedral for me, that's where we were supposed to go!"
Luke shouted loudly, then took out a bottle of liquor and poured it into his mouth.
Although he and Jessica both like to drink, Jessica has always asked him to drink less from time to time.
Luke didn't complain about this, but he really hadn't had enough of it for a long time.
"Would you like a drink too?"
Luke glanced at Perwood, then raised his glass and shouted.
Drinking alone with a headache always feels like something is missing.
To be continued...