Chapter 803: The night of murder in dark moon and wind
Zorge had some doubts, he was not sure if the other party was cheating on him.
So he did not respond, but just looked at the old man silently.
The other party seemed to see his doubts, smiled and said:
"Since the network I arranged here intercepted this information, we have been broken up. The Red Pirates' anti-espionage system has been chasing us. At all costs, I can't find anyone else to protect it, otherwise I won't find you. You don't need to ask which party I belong to, just like I won't ask you, you just need to know that I chose to entrust it to a trustworthy ally, no matter who you are, my friend, you are respected and trusted, and your decision is of great significance in this secret war."
After thinking for a moment, Zorge took the crystal from the old man's trembling hand.
He didn't know what to say, and didn't even want to take over this important and burdensome thing, but he already understood that it was in an extremely dangerous environment.
Then, the old man smiled, as if he wanted to say something else.
boom------!
The next moment, the wall behind the old man exploded in a burst of bright light, and brick debris flew around.
In the blink of an eye, two blue lasers shot into the room, cutting them into three pieces before the old man wanted to avoid them.
"What!"
As early as the moment of the explosion, Zorge instinctively lay at the door looking for cover, holding a knife in his hand.
Even his skin began to surge, ready to change into another posture at any time.
Soon, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the stairs, and Zorge saw two fully armed soldiers rushing into the blown door from a vantage point at the door.
They were strong, wearing purple unmarked armor, holding two compact short-tube laser rifles, and stains on their knees and forearms showed how they measured the walls and blasted them.
Without checking, Zorge has guessed that this is definitely the messenger of the crazy desire.
After the soldier rushed into the room, he immediately glanced around, and a green aiming laser was emitted from the rifle.
A soldier found Zorg lying at the door and fired.
The laser penetrated the door frame, stirring up a wave of debris, and burned through the gypsum-like wall.
Zorg quickly lowered his head, but found that the old man's pistol was thrown on the broken carpet under his nose. He must have thrown the gun to the ground when he fell.
He yelled about luck, grabbed the gun, opened the insurance, and fired it.
The gun is small, but has a weird design. It is obviously an old model and is worth a lot.
It has a lot of recoil and the gunshots are as loud as petrified lizard cannons.
As soon as the fire opened, not only shocked Zorg, but also scared two sneaky soldiers.
The first bullet fired a big hole in the wall, and the second shot directly exploded an enemy.
The runes on the barrel suddenly jumped from V to III.
Zorg sighed. The magazine of the gun was obviously too small.
After he rolled out of the cover, he immediately knelt and shot, blowing another enemy's head.
His movements were handsome, but alarmed the other two remaining enemies in the apartment, and they rushed up and opened fire behind Zorg.
The fierce cross-fire of the laser rifle knocked the roof to pieces. Zorge suddenly fell down, and the gun in his hand was knocked away under the reaction force of the ground and fell at the entrance of the stairs.
After a while, the gunshot stopped, and the enemy walked forward carefully to check whether he had killed the enemy.
A lot of smoke and dust floated in the dim air, and several lasers that penetrated the floor burned Zorge's collar, but he was not injured.
But his enemies have annoyed him, and he will let these guys know what the price is!
Just as an enemy leaned into the room, a knife penetrated his skull.
The soldier fell to the ground and shook violently. Zorg quickly picked up the enemy's rifle.
He was waiting in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to attack.
But the soldiers downstairs had noticed him. He saw a flash of light and found that his chest had been aimed at by a laser.
Suddenly, a rapid and violent fire appeared, and a burnt smell came from the burning smell.
Zorg's bodyguard climbed the stairs and walked into his sight.
The strong man walked carefully past the burning corpse, holding a smoke-filled laser gun in his hand.
"I heard something."
Zorg sighed.
"You're here just right."
"It looks like you need help, don't you?"
Soon, the black high-end car sped along the streets of the cold zone and headed towards the safe city center.
In the back seat, Dagg poured two more glasses of expensive wine. At this time, Zorg unexpectedly took one and drank it against the seat.
"You don't have to tell me what happened, boss, it's OK if you don't want to tell me."
Zorge sighed and put down his cup.
"If I had to say something, would you listen?"
The man from Katachang smiled.
"I am loyal to the Emperor and more loyal to my old friends, what else do you need to know?"
Zorge also smiled, stretched out his drinks and let the bodyguard fill him with it.
"I don't think it's gone."
Dag sat forward, showing his sincere expression for the first time in so many years.
"Look, boss... I may be a rude person in your eyes, enjoying benefits in a fucking heretic nest, getting fatter and fatter... But I haven't forgotten what the war feels like. The stench of the death jungle of Katachang will always flow in my blood, and I haven't forgotten why I am here. You can trust me from beginning to end, and I can be your support."
"I can still rely on the paralyzed emperor."
Zorg grinned, reminding his bodyguard.
"Yes, there is also the Emperor."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and gently flirted with their glasses.
After a while, Dag suddenly looked out the window.
"I said, why did your little follower slow down?"
Then, Ike
He stopped the car cautiously because in front of them, the two cars blocked the way forward and the high beams shone directly on them.
A strong man with a flat head, wearing a purple military uniform came out of the car.
While Ike was parking, Zorge got off the car.
It was still snowing in the sky, and he looked at the man with his slanted eyes under the dazzling light.
"Diongo Durby."
Zorg smacked his lips, but there was still a smile on his face.
"I guessed it would be you."
"Those idiots didn't kill you, damn fox."
Diongo Dolby walked forward and took off her top, leaving only her vest and oiled body, looking like a professional boxer.
And then he pulled out the sword at his waist and a thorny sword.
"We have to settle the score. You and your minions have won the victory on the black line by deception. You are all bastards. You should have died in the asteroid belt, and that is your burial place."