Vault 32

Chapter 75 Nightmare
Lying on the single bed with obvious military style, a sense of fatigue swept through his body, making him yawn uncontrollably.Slowly opened his eyes, Liszt stood up with his hands supporting his body, and stretched vigorously, but the tiredness didn't ease in the slightest, and his head still gradually became heavy.

An hour ago, he had experienced a brutal war, leading the overall situation as a commander.Although the war had ended before, the tension made him feel relaxed now, and he quickly became exhausted.Liszt couldn't help rubbing his temples with his hands, he blinked hard, he was really quite tired.Even as he sat on this slightly hard bed, a thought of wanting to have a good sleep appeared in his mind.

He turned his head to look at the door that was still ajar, raised his head and stretched fiercely, then stood up and walked over to lock the door.He didn't even take off his clothes, and lay directly on the single bed, just kicked off the combat boots on his feet, and directly pulled the thick wool blanket next to him to cover his abdomen, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It was a normal psychological cue, because his body and mind, here in the safety of the Anchorage defense headquarters, were telling him he needed to rest.But for some reason, in his drowsy sleep, he dreamed of the time when he came to this world, and as time went by, he was re-experiencing everything that happened.

It was a wonderful dream, as if he was a third person with the perspective of God, quietly watching everything that happened to him in this world.Whether it's eating and drinking every day, talking to people, embarrassing or proud moments, he can clearly see them.But his mind was extremely calm, as if he was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Including his ridiculous understanding of war, he is still an excellent student who just came out of the military academy. Even though the experience and discipline from the Republic in his previous life allowed him to quickly gain a foothold in the army, he is still a young man. A rookie, in the eyes of those veterans who have really experienced life and death, is an immature and weak chicken who doesn't understand anything.

Back then, Liszt didn't have the slightest fear of war in his mind, and was even filled with a good impression, with a little desire.He considered war to be a true man's profession, in which only the best and most determined men could be the most admired and strongest.In fact, he was indeed like this in the end. He really became an existence that everyone admired in this profession, and he also abandoned the ridiculous thoughts in his heart that were once unrealistic.

He dreamed of a standard infantry squad he had led in the first place.He also saw that he was in charge of the finishing work of a war, and they found three Mexican routs in a grove.After a beautiful tactic of attracting frontal firepower and outflanking and roundabouts on both sides, they killed the three panicked and routed soldiers quite easily.But when he looked at the miserable corpse whose skull had been lifted, he felt a kind of sadness enveloped his heart.

War is a matter of life and death, not a deduction in the military academy, nor an exercise in the army in the previous life, but the real thing, either you die or I live cruelly!And when he had a clear understanding of this matter, the seemingly endless Mexican guerrillas had also appeared, hidden among the group of Mexican people who deeply hated the United States, and had a fierce and complicated battle with them fighting.

Liszt didn't even know how many Mexican guerrillas he killed, nor how many times he fell into various dangers.And his excellent military literacy also saved him, and his military rank was gradually promoted to captain because of his military exploits. He changed from a rookie squad leader to a heroic platoon leader famous throughout the brigade.Especially in the three most dangerous situations, he killed all the captives to boost the morale of all soldiers, and made his reputation spread to the entire US military!

But he was also forced to retire by the military court for the same reason of killing the prisoners, and came to that small town to become an ordinary car mechanic.But he met a lot of friends, and the old Kyle, who loves to drink and is a little mysterious, left a deep impression on him.

This 50-[-]-year-old guy has a different kind of wisdom.Every time Liszt talked about some things with this guy, he always got some insights, and this also made Liszt make fun of old Kyle every time. He was not like the owner of an auto repair shop, but like some scholars.Liszt's dream continued, and he also noticed the weird fog and the terrifying death claw.He appeared in this dangerous small town, as if he had been abandoned, united with others and struggled to survive.

The dream still continued, and he just calmly watched all his actions, and also watched the various performances of other people.He opened the God's perspective like this, and calmly watched the armored troops drive into the subway station as if it had happened before, sweeping across the test body death claws.He also saw the bloody scene in the corridor. The originally powerful soldiers lost the cover of the armored troops, and were easily killed by the huge death claw that was not afraid of ordinary firearms. In the end, they were shot in the head by him. .

These dreams made him see really clearly, and even made him calm down with some kind of weirdness in his heart.And when he continued to watch from the perspective, he came near the control room of the underground research institute, and the director Clive appeared, which made him even feel a certain kind of throbbing in his heart.Liszt continued to watch, he watched himself punch heavily, and let the director Clive's arrogant attitude pay the price for his swollen cheeks.

But Liszt's God's perspective saw the sneer on Clive's face and his fearless eyes.The picture flashed quickly, and Liszt's eyes were also looking at the scene that had already happened.But the throbbing in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and finally it was frozen in the black oak bar, the way the old Buhner turned and left.And when he also left the bar and pretended to be drunk, the perspective of God from the third party suddenly widened, making him seem to see this small town, which was strangely unreal.

"What's going on? This is, what's going on?"

Liszt, who was still in a dream, opened his eyes instantly, and suddenly lifted the woolen blanket and got up on the bed.The heart was still beating thumping in his chest, as if he had experienced a violent march.And Liszt's eyes also widened, panting heavily, even the knuckles of the tightly clenched fists were slightly white because of his strength.

The dream just now made him feel as if he had lived his life all over again and experienced each event again.It was like a memory. After he experienced it all again, he suddenly discovered something unusual.And this weird feeling became more and more real after he entered that small town after retiring from the army.Breathing heavily, Liszt held his eyebrows with his hands, but couldn't help but slowly gritted his teeth: "This is really a nightmare."

Why is there a subway in that small town with only 3000 to [-] people?Why are there two powerful combat brigades stationed around that small city?Why is there an underground research institute in the subway station of that small city?Why did that underground lab leak Deathclaw again?Why did the thick fog of invisible things rise that day?Why did the residents of the whole city evacuate quietly after he fell asleep that day?Why did he find that the residents around him were all retired soldiers?Why did he always feel that the residents were weird when he lived in that city?

"why why why?"

Liszt's teeth were clenched tightly, and he squatted on the bed with his head in his hands, closing his eyes and carefully recalling his memories in the dream.But a sneer slowly formed on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly discovered the vague vocabulary of Old Buhner, as well as the previous warning from Major Leslie.Swallowing slightly, Liszt let his stiff body relax, looked at the small space around him, but still couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Nightmare."

(End of this chapter)