I know a thing or two about the supernatural

But at this moment, Francis, who was wearing a military uniform, walked in and slowly sat next to Morrison.

"feel better now?"

Francis asked with concern, which made Morrison gratefully say: "It's better, sir, I just have some scratches, and there will be no problem with a simple bandage. But, sir..."

Morrison hesitated to speak.

He has too many questions to ask the officer in front of him, such as what is that strange man, why he has such unimaginable abilities, why the military came to the scene so quickly...

However, Francis interrupted Morrison's words.

"Okay, okay, Morrison, I know you have a lot of doubts, but unfortunately, with my authority, I can't disclose key information to you yet."

After a pause, Francis continued: "But now, our general wants to see you, and he may be able to answer your doubts."

"Will... the general want to see me?"

Morrison was flattered.

After all, he was a general, and judging by the situation, he was the one with real power.

What makes Morrison even more excited is that he really wants to know the answer urgently.

"It's okay for you to love your body first. If that's the case, come with me."

After speaking, Francis stood up, and Morrison quickly got out of bed, put on the clothes next to him, and followed.

As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw a huge Black Hawk helicopter parked outside, and the rotating wings were notifying him that the helicopter was about to take off at any time.

"Come up!"

Francis, who was already sitting in his seat, signaled Morrison to come up, and Morrison boarded the plane without hesitation.

I don't know how long it has been...

With Morrison's doubts, the helicopter slowly docked on the tarmac.

Francis led Morrison across the wide playground and came to a tent.

"General Sheffield, I have already brought you!"

Francis saluted Sheffield in the tent, and Sheffield turned his back to Francis, slowly puffing out the cigar in his finger.

"Go out and let me talk to him alone."

"Yes!"

After speaking, Francis exited the tent, leaving only Morrison looking at Sheffield nervously.

This is the general who wants to meet him!

Morrison looked at Sheffield's uniform, and he noticed the epaulets, with four shiny stars on them.

This is a four-star general! USD The second highest military rank in the United States!

As for why it is not the highest, it is because the highest five-star general is only awarded during wartime, so there is no doubt that Sheffield is the highest commander of the US Army.

"You're Morrison, aren't you?"

Sheffield turned his head and looked Morrison up and down, then he smiled and stubbed out his cigar.

"Not bad, not bad, he is indeed a hero who can fight that monster! Looking at it this way, he is indeed a good-looking talent, much better than those under me."

This......

Are you sure this isn't flattering yourself?

But the top brass in the army praised him so much, which still made Morrison feel happy.

"You really praised me, I just did what I should do."

"Hehehe, you are too modest."

Sheffield's next words made Morrison open his mouth in surprise.

Because what Sheffield said was, "Well, do you want to come to my unit?"

Chapter 440: Call it Overwatch!

what?

Hearing what Sheffield said, Morrison was obviously taken aback.

The top military leader in front of him is actually recruiting himself?

Without waiting for Morrison to say anything, Sheffield continued: "I'm not joking, Morrison, would you like to join my army! You will be directly under my jurisdiction and receive the rank of Second Lieutenant! Moreover, I can also How about setting up a new team for the center and letting you be the captain?"

"But...but!"

Morrison hesitated for a moment: "Our police station..."

"Hey, it's too wasteful for a talent like you to be a police officer. Only by joining my army can I better contribute to the country and deliver love and peace to the world. Now, I want to ask your opinion? "

This series of promotions and titles made Morrison dizzy.

However, he did not agree immediately, but asked rhetorically.

"Your Excellency the General, why did you win me over like this?"

Thinking about his own language, Morrison said: "I still know how much I am, General Sheffield, I hope you can give me a complete explanation."

"Explain?"

Sheffield nodded: "Morrison, you met that monster and started a fight with that monster, right?"

"Yes, it is."

Sheffield's words evoked Morrison's memories. He thought of the tall, burly, terrifying and hideous figure, and also thought of his colleagues who died tragically at the hands of each other, and he was helpless.

"I met that monster and fought it, no...it shouldn't be called a fight. We couldn't do any harm to it at all, and neither did my colleagues... ..”

"Hehe, Morrison, it's already rare for you to have the courage to fight."

Walking over, Sheffield patted Morrison on the shoulder: "When ordinary people see that kind of guy, I'm afraid they'll be scared to the ground."

"General Sheffield..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, don't you want to ask me why I like you? Besides your courage, the justice in your heart, and your experience in fighting that monster! Morrison, at the scene, apart from those The one who escaped first, basically you survived alone, right?"

"Yes, it is."

"You fought that monster, obviously you were no match for that monster, but that monster still didn't kill you."

"Yes."

Morrison probably understood what Sheffield saw in him.

"That's it! That monster can be said to be quite powerful. You have also seen it. It can even destroy a helicopter! But, it is such a monster that killed so many people, but it didn't kill you. Morrison , don't you find it strange?"

Yes!

Morrison couldn't figure it out, why didn't that monster kill himself?

He still remembered that at the end, he beat the opponent's chest with one punch after another, but the opponent just let him provoke him like this.

This is really too strange, right?

"General Sheffield, do you know anything about the fact that the monster didn't kill me?"

"No, I do not know!"

Sheffield shook his head, slightly regretful: "I don't know why it didn't kill you, but it's a good thing, it means that monster is not hostile to you, it is defenseless! And you just need to join my team , participating in the operation to capture that monster, I believe it will be able to get twice the result with half the effort."

Yes, capture, not kill!

It is difficult for people to give up sunk costs. Sheffield has paid too much effort and price on Samael. If he chooses to eliminate Samael, all previous investments will be in vain. Only by studying the mysteries of its body will it have a chance to pay back!

Morrison, who was not hostile to Samuel, gave Sheffield the hope of arresting him.

Capture, capture that monster?

Sheffield's words suddenly reminded Morrison.

"General Sheffield, there is one thing I have always wanted to ask you... What is this monster?"

"That monster is actually an experimental subject that escaped from the laboratory. We temporarily named it Samael."

Anyway, sooner or later Morrison will know, and there is nothing to hide.However, Sheffield told him that it was their improved version that pushed all the pots to Hinomaru.

"Do you know Hinomaru? A big thing happened in Hinomaru before, you should have heard about it? At that time, they found that Samael, successfully killed it, and handed over Samael's body It is studied by us USD United States. We USD United States want to discover the mystery in Samael's body. After all, if the powerful regenerative ability can be used, it can save thousands of people in medicine."

Speaking of this, Sheffield looked compassionate, as if they were really studying Samuel for medical purposes.

"Hinomaru killed Samael?"

Morrison noticed the remark.

"That's right, Hinomaru killed Samael, and we sent Samael's body to the laboratory in Area 51 for research. But... Sadly, an abnormal situation appeared !"

After a pause, Sheffield showed a sad expression: "I didn't expect that Samael, who was dead, would suddenly resurrect and kill a large number of researchers. We don't know why Samael was resurrected, but according to the reasoning , There are two guesses. The first one is that Samael's regenerative ability is too powerful, the previous death was just a state of suspended animation, and our human judgment method for death is completely inapplicable to Samael!"

"Then what about the second?"

Morrison swallowed subconsciously.

"The second? The second is that Hinomaru lied to us. They already knew that Samael was in a state of suspended animation, but they didn't tell us. Instead, they used Samael to get rid of a large number of our experts. Speaking of it now, I feel that things are a bit weird, why Hinomaru gave us this precious discovery so generously, now that I think about it, it might be a murder with a borrowed knife, but unfortunately we have no evidence!"

Sheffield's words made Morrison a little terrified. After all, Sheffield's logic is completely correct. Hinomaru has always wanted to break away from the control of the United States of USD all these years, and he really likes to play tricks.

"Well, that's the way it is."

After finishing speaking, Sheffield stared at Morrison, and continued to confuse: "Now, you will not let Samuel become hostile to you. You may be our only hope, allowing us to reduce the number of people in the battle with Samuel." Casualties! Tell me your answer, are you willing to join my army for the justice and peace of mankind!"

"I see, General."

In addition to timidity, Morrison was still angry. He clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "I am willing to join your army! If I can be used in my place, I will definitely do it!"

"very good!"

The frown stretched out, and Sheffield looked at Morrison with satisfaction: "From now on, you are my soldier! I will form a new team, and you will lead them! As for the name of the team. …”

Speaking of this, Sheffield thought of a good name: "Just call it Overwatch!"

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"Overwatch...Overwatch..."

Morrison couldn't stop saying the name, and in his subconscious mind, he felt that it was just too suitable for him.

So, he nodded sharply, with a look of joy: "Thank you, General! I will definitely live up to the general's expectations and lead Overwatch to complete the mission!"

Sheffield touched the back of his head, wondering why he said this.

In his initial thoughts, he actually wanted to call the team the Shadow Force, but the word Overwatch suddenly appeared in his mind, and he said it subconsciously.

In short, having said all that, seeing Morrison so happy, he couldn't change it.

"In short, as long as you are satisfied, do it well, and don't disappoint my expectations. Now, I will conduct a one-day training for you, so that you can quickly adapt to the atmosphere of the army. Although I know this is a bit rushed, you must know ,time does not wait."

"Yes, General!"

Leaving Sheffield and Morrison aside, in an ordinary residential building in the far east across the ocean.

Shirasaki was lying on the bed, rolling around hugging the pillow.

If there was anyone in the room, they would definitely be able to hear Shirasaki's triumphant laughter like a silver bell.

"Overwatch, puff ha ha ha ha!"

Overwatch is a shooting game that Shirasaki played before crossing, and one of the characters in it happened to be Morrison, so the wicked Shirasaki directly used some energy to interfere with Sheffield's subconscious.

Although the United States of USD is not Shirasaki's base camp, and Shirasaki's energy has very limited influence on it, it is still possible to interfere with a person's subconscious.

It's just that Morrison in reality is not the character in the game where one person is an army, and there is no Talon here, let alone any heroes.

"Hmph, Overwatch, dogs don't even play! I wish Glass Slag will close down soon!"

Hugging the pillow, Bai Qi showed an indignant expression. Thinking of the game that was killed by the game company in the previous life, Bai Qi felt sorry for the 328 Collector's Edition CDkey that she bought at that time.

After satisfying his bad taste, Shirasaki observed Morrison for a while, watched his training for a while, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

Jidong and the United States of USD are different. The current USD United States is slowly dawning, but it means late night for Jidong, and Shirasaki is already a little sleepy.

Speaking of which, the United States of USD is going to block Las Vegas, right?For such a big thing, get up and watch the news.