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The soldiers of the Revolutionary Army were sitting on the airship, humming labor chants, and the wet clouds at night hovered at the muzzle, and everyone's eyes flashed like stars. The mansion of Comstock in the distance showed a half-bright outline under the moon. In the farther, higher sky, the warship of the prophet floated, and it was just a silent short shadow in the iron-gray cloud.

Looking at the young people around him, the young soldiers, Booker's stomach cramped a little. He wanted to vomit very much, but he hadn't been able to eat all day, his stomach was empty, and his hungry stomach and intestines were shriveled, I am afraid he could only vomit some acid. Booker gently rubbed the carbine in his hand with the belly of his right index finger. The steel and cherry wood **** gave him different feedback. The former was like static velvet satin, while the latter made his fingernails tingle. .

If in the past twenty days or so, time flies faster than running a horse, and in the blink of an eye you ran from one end of the plain to the other, and crossed a wide river in the air, nothing could stop you, then the war would be like an old forest. Stopped the steed. The thick humus soil is soft enough to sink horseshoes, and the vines and undulating root system along the way are also called running horses stumbled and bruised all over.

Whistle—

Booker heard the horse's nose ringing in his ears, which was actually just the sneeze of a young black officer named George. People around said quickly: Good health!

The respected mentor Booker stared at the clear sea of ​​clouds in the night sky, smelling the smell of iron and fire, which was the same as a raven. He couldn't help thinking of the massacre of Native Indians that he had participated in in Wounded Knee River, and the crimes he committed in this extremely vicious, terrifying, extermination activity. These sins have not been far away from him. Someone must remember what he did. His act of burning unarmed Indian women and children will inevitably welcome a fair trial. Booker is not a good person, but because he is rich, he is regarded as a kind person, a capable and responsible social elite.

The fact that Booker is a hundred times worse than the New Yorker secretly imagined.

Perhaps the current Booker has become a noble person, or perhaps the future Booker will make an indelible contribution to the common future of mankind, so great that all moral laws will rule him out. But his crime cannot escape the boundaries of human ethics. Ethics is not mathematics, wrong will not become right, right will not become wrong, right and wrong will not be transformed into each other.

Booker will give his own atonement, and the notary who judges his actions is not God, nor the court, but Elizabeth. She is the purest and freest person Booker has ever met in his life. If such a person can’t judge Booker’s sins, then he can only linger with hell—let him remember it over and over again. He hurt his knee and can never get rid of this pain.

"Sir, we are close to the target." George held the gun and reported solemnly.

In this assault boat, there are only twenty people. They will follow Booker into the Comstock Mansion. Part of the remaining forces will be used to contain Colombia's reinforcements, and part will be used to attack the Prophet's warship. According to the best estimate, if Booker and others can rescue the hostages within half an hour, they can easily evacuate. If the time is delayed for more than 50 minutes, all Colombian guards may gather here. The rescue team will face The risk is uncontrollable.

"Go ahead as planned, advance."

The assault boat dived toward the ground, and the machine gunner on the deck strafed at the guards on the ground. The brass bullet leaped on Chengxin Avenue in front of the Prophet’s residence, and tens of thousands of red sparks popped out of the dim darkness in one second, and the shot guards fell one after another.

The nightingale’s cry was heard in the distance, and the airship carrying two giant arm masters hovered on the roof of the mansion. These two stupid, loyal and powerful bio-transformers used their steel giant arms to ignite the explosives. The sky was thrown away, the explosion of fire and the clouds shattered by the shock wave, and there was a silvery moonlight on the road in front of the Comstock House.

Booker and his team jumped off the boat at the main entrance and ran towards the mansion.

There are a lot of guards in the mansion. Booker and others used Comstock’s statues and hall decoration pillars as shooting shelters, staggering forward, and he is undoubtedly the sharpest, and his various abilities give him power. With its offensive ability, you have never seen any one person can control so many abilities at the same time. This may be Booker's talent, his genes are exceptionally capable of withstanding power potions. Coupled with his excellent combat literacy, he can easily conclude that these guards can't stop him.

Through the towering dome, the fighting frenzy between Nightingale and the Giant Arms continued, and the shock of steel and muscle was shaking the entire mansion, and the dust fell.

As they got closer and closer to the target, gradually, the roar of the machine and the shouting of the girl became clear.

Booker heard Elizabeth's pleading, and he roared like a lion.

This mansion is like a medieval lord’s castle, wide, heavy, and complicated in structure. Simply the Revolutionary Army has blasters here. It was 11:41 at night, and at a time when everyone should rest, Elizabeth was still suffering.

I don’t know that Comstock is a clerk, a political madman, a chauvinist, and even more an evil slave-owner. In his mansion, there are no dance parties, no lazy aristocrats, no symphony orchestra and well-dressed bartenders. . Some are guards with automatic machine guns, some are guards, some are prisons, brain science laboratories, operating rooms, imaging rooms, some are rows of bathtubs, some are cremators, some are hospital gowns, mental patients, and victims of brain experiments. .

In Finkton, the founder of Fink Industries broadcasted his shameless remarks all day long, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com asked the workers to be a hard bee (Bethebee!), refuting the Voice of the People as a trafficker of false dreams. Instigate internal fighting among the workers and instigate people to report to each other. He used those brainwashed guards and mechanical guards carrying revolver guns to suppress the strike, turning Finkton into a cannibalistic factory in the de facto sense.

All this is more intuitive in the hands of Comstock. He will directly let scientists and doctors cut off part of the human brain, give them psychological hypnosis and spiritual hints, and turn people into tame animals through Paplov training. . All these evil acts are in this luxurious and sacred mansion, without reservation or concealment.

The political enemies and opponents of the Prophet suffered this kind of torture. The high-ranking security officers who knew all of this were also trembling, not all day long, and would rather die under the bullets of the revolutionary army than be caught in the laboratory.

The blood debts that Booker and others have seen have already made people out of anger. How did a person like Comstock get rid of guilt and make such neurotic behavior? In any case, a demon who claims to be righteous can best excuse himself and attract the recognition of fools. People like him can only be persuaded by death.

Booker and the brave soldiers broke into the operating hall. Elizabeth was trapped in siphon devices. These machines sucked her energy and made her unable to resist. The cold-blooded experimenters pierced the electric shock device on the operating table. Her spine.

The smell of iron and fire permeated the nasal cavity.

Booker saw the galloping horse again. It was staring at Booker in the corner, waiting for him to scream and smash all the cages.

"Kill them. Turn off the machine." Booker ordered.

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